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More About Adrienne
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Schools (Other):
Carnegie Mellon University
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Occupation:
Production slave to PigPen
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Affiliations:
NRJH, unless under special circumstances.
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Hobbies and Interests:
John Deere, books, collecting underwear, Jazz, Hip-hop, drawing, nudity, cars, jeans, t-shirts, Vail, pin-up girls, mud pies, arts and farts and crafts, eating entire bags of chips.
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Favorite Books:
Catcher in the Rye, Disgrace, Road-Side Dog, Love is a Dog From Hell, any David Sedaris, Frank O'Hara, Anne Sexton, Oliver Sacks. I like reading about things that really happened.
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Favorite Movies:
Faster Pussycat Kill Kill, The Sandlot, Wet, Hot American Summer, Wayne's World I, Dancer in the Dark, 28 Days Later, The Wizard of Oz, The Dark Crystal.
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Favorite Music:
Billie Holiday, Otis Redding, Mos Def, The Dillinger Escape Plan, KRSOne, Blondie, Jurassic 5, RJD2, Modest Mouse, Peggy Lee, Tammy Wynette, Stevie Wonder, Nina Simone, AC/DC, Desmond Dekker, John Lee Hooker, Talking Heads, Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Johnny Cash, Marvin Gaye, The Dresden Dolls, Portishead.
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Favorite TV Shows:
Sopranos, Arrested Development, Da Ali G Show, Six Feet Under. So I like HBO. So sue me.
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About Me:
I tend to hug a few seconds too long.
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Who I Want to Meet:
John Deere. Or anyone else that has a yellow and green tractor upon which I could ride. People who don't want to talk about work all the time.
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Testimonials and Comments for Adrienne
relationship of any kind, though I think
she did once threaten to loosen a few of
my teeth for me. She has however
observed several of my spotty
relationships, even been friends with
the spotty women in question. The
spottyness of those relationships sort
of stemmed from the fact that I had a
habit of starting at Adrienne and
talking sort of excessively about her.
You know,my girlfriend would say "Where
should we go to dinner tonight?" Me:
"You see those jeans Adrienne was
wearing? I was thinking we could see if
she's free and maybe all catch a movie
and dinner and maybe go find us a quiet,
out of the way pond and do some skinny
dipping without you."
And now you're living in my adopted city
and I'm stuck in Pittsburgh. I go from
playing the Grammy's to playing Gooski's
on a Friday night, but am glad I've got
somebody as crazy as myself to chill
with when I get back to Boston.
sure that I always have a testimonial
close to the top - that seems to be
everyone's idea with Miss AMD. It
makes perfect sense, of course. I
think that we are all fighting to show
our unique, possibly top-ranked claim
on Adrienne, the most amazing of all
human beings, ever. Because I am, as
is everyone on her golden list,
infinitely cooler for knowing her. I
swear to God, I am the smartest,
wittiest version of myself when I am
with her. It just rubs off, like that
shiny sparkly glitter stuff that gets
everywhere and stays on you for days,
usually right on your nose. The woman
just shines, and I just sit back and
love every minute.
be understood best if you know how
this girl treats random puppies on
the street.......so much excitement
and love(so much so, i heard a
puppy once peed on her
leg)........plus she is my number on
partner in crime............
pure fate. Out of our entire freshman
class, I was part of a three-person
group with her for an orientation
game. The game was stupid, but you'd
never know that from watching
Adrienne - she threw herself into it
like she throws herself into
everything, until it looked so cool
that you had to question your own
opinion of it. The second time I met
Adrienne it was also pure fate - I
happened to run into her on a subway
car several years later. Even though
we had only really been acquaintances
in the meantime, we picked up like old
friends. Because that's what's so
fucking magical about Adrienne - she
is such a powerful force in your life
you can't remember a time when she
wasn't a major part of it.
we were always in the same place drunk
at the same time. We even made out
once, long long ago =)
within one paragraph - she is cooler
than ice, faster than a cheetah,
smarter than a whip and funnier than yo
mama (so fat she sat on a quarter and
squashed a boooooger out of George
Washington's nose.) I found her on my
floor freshman year, picked her up and
have aspired to be a worthy colleague
in debauchery ever since. This lady
showed me the joys of chicken frittahs,
the mesmerizing effects of swimming
pools, the hilarity of split
personalities and the fact, strange but
true, that throwing a rubber ball at a
door for hours can be a damn good
time. Did I mention the fact that she
is a damnfine kisser? That's right,
snatchface, nuff said.
it back. I never asked for it, because
I thought she'd beat me up.
Nevertheless, Adrienne's all right.
She never kicked me in the groin, which
is more than I can say for a lot of
people.
of my life I will be reincarnated into
the higher class of coolness to which
Adrienne belongs. As soon as I met
Dybes I was blown away by how smart,
fun, and radicale she is. Note the
extra e. She is a loving and perceptive
and hella talented individual who
kindly made a classic piece of artwork
for the folks at Logtown Rd. One of
these days, if I'm lucky, Dybes and I
are gonna get it on.
style to spare. not too mention a soft
spot for gorgonzola salad (nyuk,nyuk)!
roll out the pomp and circumstance, my
friends, 'cause the bar of excellence
is raised when the dybesinator enters
the fold.