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Occupation:
yes girl
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Hobbies and Interests:
scrabble, robots, sewing, the anti-football league, mix tapes, this american life, whimsy, flip-flop, dancing (in my bedroom), singing (in the car)
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Favorite Books:
milan kundera, haruki murakami, kobo abe, yukio mishima, daniel handler, italo calvino
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Favorite Movies:
breathless, gregory's girl, delicatessen, toto the hero, cremaster, harold and maude
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Favorite Music:
the brunettes, godzuki, the zombies, rocketship, galaxie 500, swirlies, holiday, timonium, broadcast, komeda, pipas, henry's dress, avocado baby, the softies, screen prints, super furry animals, the pastels, stereolab, my bloody valentine, the how, spector-pop, wham!
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Favorite TV Shows:
adventures of pete and pete, the OC
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Zodiac Sign:
Leo
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About Me:
chronic blusher, one-way street
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rollergirl lurking deep inside of kate.
We are going to give her as much time
and box wine as it takes for her inner
rollergirl to expose itself.
we missed each other. I still have your
Lolita book. Give me your address baby
and I'll send you a wellbuilt package. by
the way did you see the men in spandex
in the olympics talk about packages. if
you're on the east coast please give me
a holler or a yodel or some form of
communication. Viva Kate!
this side of Liechtenstein. Pants down.
yer such a wonderful person!
Kate: Thing is, at night, I'm pretty
sure she is some kind of superhero
patrolling the streets of Denver.
This one dark and cold night, not long
ago, I was doing some window shopping
on the corner of 15th and Wazee. I
was admiring the new line of pleated
denim jeans at PLAYERS store for men
when I was attacked by a band of ski-
pant cladded zombies with east coast
accents and toques. The zombies
surrounded me, mumbling, "You live in
Denver? Do you ski? Do you ski? Do
you?" while I, huddled on the sidewalk
crying mumbled back, "No, no I don't
ski...." The zombies started poking
at me, sizing me up. Then, suddenly in
a flash of bright light even brighter
than that of the blue laser eyes of
the Qwest tower, this superhero
appears and beats the zombies back.
When finished dispatching the most
persistent of the zombies, the
superhero turned to me, straightened
her glittering silver cape, and
said, "Stand up. You are safe now,
Denverite." I said, "Thank you! Hey,
who are you, silver lame caped
stranger? She retorted, "That's for
me to know and you to find out," and
zipped away in another flash of light,
leaving behind only a couple of very
esoteric, self-released indie-rock 45s
from bands I have never even heard
of.
dude kate. i just remembered xmas
eve. remember when i fell asleep?
anyway...even better is the
vinyl bowl she melted for me and the
kelly osbourne bobblehead from 7-11.
my gosh, what a fucking awesome
thoughtful friend! be sure to ask her
someday about an egg named
calvin...she might not tell though. i
donno. she's got lotsa secrets and i
can't keep track.
I've met east of the Rockies! That,
and she introduced me to Bar Bar.
xoxoxo
nb
Denver know how to party! props to
her and the Lost Lake crew for
keeping our feets moving even after
the bands are done doin' their thang.
i'll dance to anything that DJ Tanner
(Kate's record slinging alter-ego)
spins - she's a top-notch selector in
my book and y'all better recognize! if
your band is ever lucky or worthy
enough to perform and stay at the
Lost Lake House then you'll be
treated to Kate's genuine hospitality,
total indiepop DJ skillz, and the
funkiest bathroom this side of the
Mississippi. word up!