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"i accpet oysters."
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Occupation:
landscape architect
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Hobbies and Interests:
caves, paint, fire, meat, land, lard, surf, wine, waste management, dirty, clean, cheesy, stinky
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Favorite Books:
Water Music, Mambosai, Heraclitus, Harpers, Stephenson, simon schama, al franken
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Favorite Movies:
The Big Lewbowski, Andrei Rublev, the happiness of the katakuri
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Favorite Music:
Ween!, inouk, Bath-Tub Bass Tangi, Jeff "Harmony Krying" Harmonica Lodas.
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Favorite TV Shows:
the family guy, when randy newman and the family are all thats left of civilization
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Zodiac Sign:
Pisces
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About Me:
i accpet oysters.
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Who I Want to Meet:
fluvial geomorphologists
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to deep fry something for you. i dont think he
actually has a fryolater anymore but this does
not matter. the man is so talented he could
fry something with a wink and nod. why i can
remember a time he fried a ball of cream
cheese and goddam if it wasnt the best thing i
ever tased.
smoked a cigarette with after I really
seriously quit. He's that evil. Watch out.
Alex is a little tall to be a surfer,
but I hear he's really good at it. Or
maybe he's supposed to be really good in
bed. I forget. I think we might be related.
think about alot because I'm a pretty
short dude and while he could step on
me at any time he could also provide
some quality shade against harsh rays.
Alex can always be trusted to wield
power in a benevolent big friend way. A
true friend to the Little People!!
Hear! Hear! He's also on my case for
robot poetry so hear goes:
Thrusters engaged
Gravity harnessed
Explosions everywhere
Distance mastered
Sonic
charge "wmmmmmffffwwwwhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!"
"Blast off complete blast off complete"
Speed increasing 1805mph, 2004mph,
4119mph, 10, 233mph, 19.017, 25,
009mph...
Planet visible; dull rose ash glow
Monsters must be destroyed
railroad bridge, eating sardines and
drinking franzia.
it was tough, those early years
together.
we harvested pennies from the sidewalk
cracks and shined shoes when things got
really rough.
then there were the salad days of gin
and lobster on the cape, and it was
well-earned, after so many years of
struggle.
never have i seen a man feed anchovy
paste to a cat with such tenderness.