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"Once, I split my incisor on my knee. It wasn't because I have long incisors, but that I have really tall kneecaps.
On a..."
More about Patrick
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Schools (Other):
Koto Eire Ryu, Gerakan Suci, Santa Cruz High, Cabrillo
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College/University:
Cabrillo College, Attended 1997 - 2003, Other
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Occupation:
tech support engineer
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Hobbies and Interests:
movies, computers, role-playing, reading, esoterica, urban-spelunking, iaido, pentjak silat, cudgels, stuff
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Favorite Books:
My Cousin My Gastroentrologist, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, Farseer trilogy, Liveship trilogy, Islands in the Net, Schismatrix, Neuromancer, Preacher
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Favorite Movies:
Ichi the Killer, Blue Velvet, Dawn of the Dead, Until the End of the World, Wild Zero, Abre Los Ojos, Akira, Koyaanisqatsi
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Favorite Music:
Boredoms, Talking Heads, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Xzibit, Magnetic Fields, bootsy collins, Parliment Funkadelic, ooioo, ruins, Pixies, Outkast, Peaches, Boards of Canada, Akira Soundtrack, Until the End of the World Soundtrack, Julee Cruise
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Favorite TV Shows:
Jackass, Scrubs, Simpsons, MST3K, Daily Show, Family Guy, Angel, Buffy, Mythbusters, West Wing, Deadwood
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About Me:
Once, I split my incisor on my knee. It wasn't because I have long incisors, but that I have really tall kneecaps.
On a whole other subject, I know how to play the jaw harp. And I have access to a bear suit. Think of the possiblities.
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Who I Want to Meet:
your mom. I heard she's hottt. That's right, three t's.
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who occasionally destroys you with a
sledge hammer in the desert. You can
always depend on him...
The kinda fellow who really puts his best
foot forward whilst pitching a 23 pound
stone cudgel at you. A real pioneer on
the cutting edge of bludgenry.
A true mans man who you can really
look up to and... murmer your final
prayers at whichever celestial deity you
believe he's sending you to in a playa
encrusted doggy bag.
Heres to you Patrick !
May your warhammer forever strike the
hearts of your enemies, or you
disgruntled neighbors... or that poor
chap who just happened to be within in
your swinging distance.
Lovage, Dustin
all of us, is trying to reconcile his
adolescent fantasies with the adult
world. This presents a special
difficulty for Patrick, as his
adolescent fantasies were centered
around post-apocolyptic looting,
absinthe binging, anthropomorphic
genitalia, zombie hunting, etc.
this one time and just as I thought I
had him wriggling in my crushing power
grip, he stands up, tossing me in to
the air like I was neil armstrong on
the moon, his teeth clamping around the
flesh on my inner thigh. In the world
of heterosexual homophobes a wrestling
match such as this is widely recognized
as "doing it".
Callie and myself were walking along a
field and got to talking about trust
issues, self woth, etc.
It eventually boiled down to a worst-
case-scenario "diving buddy" as a
metaphor for the type of person in whom
you'd trust to ultimately do right by
you in the face of adversity.
Patrick said he'd make a terrible
diving buddy.
Everyone else agreed, and hinted that
they'd probably be good diving buddies.
I disagreed; those who think that they
understand what it is to face mortal
terror (without ever really having done
so) are fools, and only other fools
want a fool as a diving buddy.
Patrick, the type of man who is perhaps
believes himself to be a bit overly
familiar with the concept of inner
weakness, is no fool. Moreover, he's a
good guy. When my leg is crushed under
a rock 300 feet under water, I'll be
glad that I picked him, I'm sure.