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Interested In:
Friends
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Member Since:
Jun 2003
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Hometown:
The earth
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Ryan's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/381547
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Occupation:
Being more interesting than you
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What I enjoy doing:
Eating foods you've never heard of, photography with black and white film, religions you know nothing about, tantric sex, fashion that you can't afford, candles with essential oils that heal me but not you, yoga with Sting, New York City Roof Decks
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Favorite Books:
Books with the word Zen in them. Also with the words "Art, " "Buddha, " "Yoga, " "Hip Hop, " "Travel, " "Whiskey, " "Microphone, " and " Jude Law." I memorized Catcher in the Rye.
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Favorite Movies:
I like movies that you hated; so you tell me.
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Favorite Music:
Music from different countries with beats that make me dance better than you, Self Conscious rock and roll that MTV has never heard of, Hip Hop that has a meaning that relates to me but not you although you wish it touched you like it touches me.
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Favorite TV Shows:
I only watch KQED and I talk about it ALL THE TIME!!
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About Me:
I'm kind of a salt of the earth kind of guy. I grew up on
the streets of LA and fought my way to where I am right
now. You know, I was homeless for a while and I met some
relaly cool people who taught me how to see beyond the
life that I am living now and into a life of other-ness.
They also taught me how to break dance and rap. I was
hooked on crack for a while but not enough to make me all
twitchy and weird and gross...just enough to be on the
edge and be able to tell the story. I took myself to rehab
after an evening of carving letters into my arms with a
rusty nail and screaming at the sky while it rained on me.
Oh yeah. I was wearing a tank top too and my muscles
rippled with each dramatic scream.
I pulled my self up and brought myself to San Francisco
where I realized that if I tell this story over and over
again in a coffee shop while wearing cool clothes, people
will like me and hire me. I'm a web designer sometimes.
I'm everywhere on the map. I love Whiskey as much as I do
fine wine. Sometimes I'll be listening to Hip Hop in my
iPod and sometimes, I'll be listening to Rock and Roll.
When I was twenty, I backpacked through the rain forrest
with nothing but a compass and a tampon. I survived off of
nuts and berries and listened to the sound of the earth.
Then I went to England where I DJ'd for a while in London
and practiced photography with kids from Brixton.
When I came back, I lived in NYC for a while and slept
under the stars of the night sky on my roof deck. Every
morning, I would wake up to the sound of the earth's
people moving around ME. I'd put on my iPod, crank up the
trance music and practice yoga.
Moving to San Francisco, I've lived in the Haight, the
Mission, the Tenderloin and now I live in Daly City but
just because it's gonna be cool one day and I'll be ahead
of my time.
I died once. But I came back.
I have a gun. It's in my drawer next to a bible and a
bottle
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Who I Want to Meet:
I have all I need with my plants, my music, my soul, my
body and my mind. But I'm sure you want to meet me. Please
send a resume.
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what up with dolores park?
and what up with the board and sfarmls?
breakdancing IPod battles. We could
charge good money to watch.
several hundred miles away are so
cool!! Ryan is going in the liner
notes, baby.
quotient ability is
abnormal. As for me there is love of that wife.
He is the very serious
student of life and. I like that apartment.
path to global domination. Mhh ha haaa haa
haa Haa (little does he know).
attitude. He underestimates me. He
picks me up by the knickers. He decides
before he chooses. He winks at stray
cats. I enjoy his family but think he
deserves to walk with hello hi honey
blood rich thick underpin of empty
wonder fun love instinct joy release
don't read this you dote on flowers. I
like you sucker. I won't oh you won't
me want to read these plaster poster
board on my front porch.
The Love.
fantastic. A friend of mine and I were talking
one time, and he said "When Ryan and I
were done on the phone, he said 'I love you.'
I don't think I've known him long enough to
deserve that." I said, "It doesn't matter. You
don't have to *deserve* it. Ryan loves
everybody." Nothing could be more true.
This kid is outstanding, and he's a fantastic
supporter of up and coming artists. His
apartment practically doubles as my gallery.
Get to know this one, everybody. He's as
warm and sweet as freshly baked coffee
cake.
tattoo. It is always good to know
someone who has a tattoo. You never
know when that will come in handy.
It's like a Victoriaknox army knife.
Very useful, but don't try to take it
through a metal detector in an
airport. Bad things will happen. So,
it's good to know you handyman!
earth if not for his less hairy
brother. As a chemist, Ryan is of
particular interest to me since he's
the perfect test subject for
dessicants. Can you say Industrial
Grade? I've seen waterfalls drier than
those armpits. No, but seriously, what
I like most about Ryan is the way he
shakes my hand before giving me a
hug... you know, cuz I'm black. Where
did he LEARN that stuff? It's like
he's been hangin out with my peoples.
You know, cuz he's sensitive to our
struggle. Cuz he's down with the
hood. Cuz, cuz he's a nice guy. I
love my jewish brother.
great girth. Ryan loves unstable
balancing acts of emotion. Ryan thinks
Poppa Smurf is, "kind of hot." Ryan
enjoys listening to early recordings of
James Taylor while fingering the
underside of small rodents. Ryan is
stand-up guy. Ryan has all the cool.
Ryan puts pause in a woman's breath.
Ryan undercuts stupidity by wearing a
crown of moldy corn. Ryan I like. Ryan
is great. Ryan is bold. Ryan is
married. Ryan is my friend. Ryan is
your friend. Ryan wears pasties. Ryan
understands and does not walk away from
love. Bye-Bye Ryan.