I split my time between working for non-profit organizations, writing for music magazines, mixtaping, and devising plans to take down the government of Djibouti. I like to skate, but frown on steak. West Virginians seem to think my "hair wants washed."
what you can't tell in all of these pictures is that ryan will hate most of your favorite bands just because you like them. oh, he'll deny it. he will swear up and down, "look at me, i'm open minded, mwahuhuh." don't deny it, boo. oh, ryan also goes by boo. that aside, he's the most fro-tastic tribesman on the northwest corner of (harry) chapin street. always down for a arm-in-arm friday night beaches showing, ry guy is an illadelph original. amen.
Ryan got me through ninth grade "gifted"
English, which mostly means he
entertained me with his witty one-liners
snarking on Ron and Nick while Budday
beatniked in the background. Though he
got Laurie, Dan and I in trouble in class
and academic team, I forgive him
because he made those formidable high
school years so memorable.
Since Ryan screwed up the financing of
a stadium for DC, I knew I wouldn't be
able to see him as much as I hoped.
But when I do get down to DC, me and
him like to kick it at Pharmacy Bar.
We put on Ted Leo's "Where Have All
the Rude Boys Gone?" and I rub my
asexual fuzzy green crotch in Ryan's
face while throwing confetti. Oh good
times. It's always a good way to get
the local girls giggling. While it may
not get me and my androgynous groin
anywhere, I like to see Ryan get some
sloppy for his hangdown.
during a recent end off the year
accessment of faverite people of 2003
ryan reached the very top of my list...
hes got the best of what dc (or really
anybody) has to offer.. i miss him, to
paraphrase dylan if you see him say
hello
Ryan is one of the most rad guys in
DC. AND he knows all the good
places to eat. He's quick to laugh,
even quicker to tell a good story, and
perhaps most importantly of all, his
love is like... wo.
I've know this guy since he was a we
little lad with big dreams and an even
bigger afro. Little has changed,
except apparantly now he makes great
mix tapes.
Ryan's got great taste in music. And
friends - considering I met him through
my fabulous housemates. Oh, and in
toys. Who knew that stuffed squirrels
that sang "Kung Fu Fighting" while
wielding numchucks existed?
Today, upon a bus,
I saw a girl with golden hair.
And wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
But as she passed, she smiled.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine..
I have two legs the world is mine.
I stopped to buy some candy.
The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it `d do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me,
"I thank you, you've been so kind.
You see," he said, "I `m blind"
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two eyes the world is mine.
I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play.
He did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
Why don't you join the others, dear?"
He looked ahead without a word.
And then I knew. He couldn't hear.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two ears the world is mine.
With feet to take me where I `d go.
With eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I'd know.
Oh God, forgive me when I whine. I have been blessed indeed, the world is mine
English, which mostly means he
entertained me with his witty one-liners
snarking on Ron and Nick while Budday
beatniked in the background. Though he
got Laurie, Dan and I in trouble in class
and academic team, I forgive him
because he made those formidable high
school years so memorable.
He's a snazzy dude.
sound like Rip Taylor in that
testimonial? Oh well.
a hard working, music loving, social
activist.
a stadium for DC, I knew I wouldn't be
able to see him as much as I hoped.
But when I do get down to DC, me and
him like to kick it at Pharmacy Bar.
We put on Ted Leo's "Where Have All
the Rude Boys Gone?" and I rub my
asexual fuzzy green crotch in Ryan's
face while throwing confetti. Oh good
times. It's always a good way to get
the local girls giggling. While it may
not get me and my androgynous groin
anywhere, I like to see Ryan get some
sloppy for his hangdown.
accessment of faverite people of 2003
ryan reached the very top of my list...
hes got the best of what dc (or really
anybody) has to offer.. i miss him, to
paraphrase dylan if you see him say
hello
DC. AND he knows all the good
places to eat. He's quick to laugh,
even quicker to tell a good story, and
perhaps most importantly of all, his
love is like... wo.
with... charming, entertaining and has
excellent table manners... A+
little lad with big dreams and an even
bigger afro. Little has changed,
except apparantly now he makes great
mix tapes.
friends - considering I met him through
my fabulous housemates. Oh, and in
toys. Who knew that stuffed squirrels
that sang "Kung Fu Fighting" while
wielding numchucks existed?