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"Recently moved to Phoenix to take a new job....leaving Los Angeles is kind of strange, even though it may be better on my..."
More about Tom
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Schools (Other):
University of Wisconsin - Whitewater
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Occupation:
Music Industry Jerk
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Hobbies and Interests:
Music, Travel, concerts, the beach, sports
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Favorite Movies:
Zoolander, True Romance, Donnie Darko, Old School, Fight Club, Garden State, Braveheart, Half Baked, Royal Tenenbaums
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Favorite Music:
Interpol, Sparta, Ryan Adams, Wilco, Walkmen, Elliott Smith, Soundgarden, Mark Lanegan, QOTSA, BRMC, Modest Mouse, The Fire Theft, White Stripes, Radiohead, Guns N' Roses, Doves, Zebrahead, Pixies, Rilo Kiley, The Killingtons, Mars Volta, Beta Band, Built to Spill, Quicksand, Open Hand, Ben Harper, Janes Addiction, your mom
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Favorite TV Shows:
Six Feet Under, Chapelle's Show, Entourage, Sopranos, Letterman, Reno 911, World Champiohship Poker
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About Me:
Recently moved to Phoenix to take a new job....leaving Los Angeles is kind of strange, even though it may be better on my wallet and my liver.
If you know of any cool things to do in Phoenix, let me know!
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Who I Want to Meet:
Interesting people, nice people, friendly people, real people. Also, I like finding new bands, so feel free let me
know if you got one or know of one!
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peninsula, I can actually hear him
rocking across the pacific. Screams
like a girl when he jumps out a plane
and can't drive worth a damn, but knows
how to rock. "This party's been going
on all year!"
But most of all, I miss slapping the shit out of his
workin'-really-hard-to-be-tan-because-there's-
no-sun-in-Wisconsin face. You haven't seen the
last of my high-speed palm, Butters. Count on it.
from,
eric
look them straight in the eye when
you're kicking them in the balls."
hearted, butter-headed guys in this town.
He's like an over-cooked Lean Pocket --
hard on the outside, soft and cheesey on the
inside. He'd gladly take a punch for you, but
then ask you (politely) if he could, in turn,
punch you later on. The killer is -- he's so
cool, you'll want to say "yes." I own his old
futon, and (accidentally) stole a tee shirt of
his. If I didn't dig my real Bro so much (and
hadn't thrown away the receipt), I might have
traded him in for Tom.
say every time I see Tom. WORD. Tom is
the man, he's so cool we call him
Hoppa. He runs shit in LA, w/out T-
Dogg we would have nothing. One day
when I grow up I want to be like Tom.
I hope that when he makes it BIG he
will remember the little people and
give them kick ass jobs. Tom would be
a great boss, he leaves the office
early everyday and every Friday is a
half say when you work for HOPPA.
WORD!!!
around rad and such a good friend.
Coachella 2001! Woohoo...good times.
times this guy fired me from the
college radio station he managed and I
worked at (while I was in high school,
mind you), but I'm sure I probably
deserved it. And he always hired me
back, for some reason or another. I
also have a picture of him with Vanilla
Ice - that makes him at least 50%
cooler than the rest of my friends.