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the international man of goodwill arrives in barcelona
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"International Man of Goodwill"
"work hard, play harder"
More about Josh
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More About Josh
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Occupation:
Professional Direction Giver
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Affiliations:
AIGA
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Hobbies and Interests:
asking why, asking what if, finding opportunity, new music, quality food, international travel, thick books, found art, witty tshirts, thrifting and records, expanding the vernacular, office politics from afar
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Favorite Books:
i have lots of favorites.
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Favorite Movies:
koyaanisqatsi, powers of ten, princess bride, anything by the brothers quay
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Favorite Music:
xtc, cocteau twins, roni size, ani difranco, meat beat manifesto, laurie anderson, philip glass, ira glass, aphex twin, boards of canada, yo la tengo, joni mitchell, toulouse, radiohead, bjork, underworld, pixies, beastie boys, a tribe called quest, and on and on and on....
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Favorite TV Shows:
ACK! i hate tv. but if forced to choose, i must say MST3K, classic superfriends-era cart00ns, simpsons, and whose line.
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Zodiac Sign:
Sagittarius
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About Me:
work hard, play harder
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Who I Want to Meet:
someone who can teach me how to yodel, juggle, hum, and whistle, all at the
same time. or someone who can teach me how to do that whistle where you
don't need your fingers inbetween your lips but it hails cabs and stops small
children and breaks glass. those guys who drive around in quilted aluminum
trucks with funny horns and snacks inside.
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Testimonials and Comments for Josh
joshalicious. a damn if he don't grill up one
helluva filet of eggplant
communicate, other than telepathically,
quite often enough. But there are
people in your life that are like thick
down comforters, regardless of how often
you snuggle up to them, they are always
warm and familiar. Josh taught me to
look at the world upside-down and
inside-out, and I came to see it's much
more extravagant, ecstatic, epiphanic
that way. Thanks for polka-ing into my
life, and when were old and wearing
purple socks pulled up to cover our
noses (and piles) we can play the
accordian together-again-once-more.
make a spinach salad Josh gave me.
Really, he's a man who can do it all,
from cooking to great conversation. I
only wish I still had our emails of what
Barbie dolls should be on the market.
the same funky planet with too many rings
and not enough oxygen on the surface. it
appears blu-green with amber stripes from a
distance. Our orbits cross only at select,
irregular intervals. Josh has suspected that
this is perhaps due to faulty programming on
my satellite's guidance systems. Yet this is
where he is mistaken. You see, Josh's satellite
is sharp, well targeted and filled with the
latest and most powerful guidance systems to
make the grandest and most accurate
representations of the Funky Planet's surface,
yet meanwhile my stellite is just a rock. An
asteroid that got caught in the slick
gravitational pull. Bottom line: Josh is damn
smart. Probably one of the most clever
designers I have ever had the good fortune by
whom to feel (professionally) intimidated. And
so, with that, off we go, spiralling out until the
grand trajectories cross our cool funky paths
again. And again.
37 friends according to that little box
on the left. This "Friendster" thing is
obviously broken. Truth is everybody
knows *Schwa*. This man has more
personality in his pinky toe than you
and your entire mundane,
toll-collecting family. Forget about it!
When he's not captaining interstate
road trips or ministering to wayward
rebel souls, Josh is preparing
five-course gourmet meals for you.
All the while he's simultaneously
masterminding county-wide
scavenger hunts and making a profit.
Feel inadequate yet? I've barely
scratched the surface. And the
beauty is, its all done with a certain
conspiratorial grace and glee that
lets you feel included. Don't wait for
my upcoming televised
endorsement. Just drop what your
doing, get snapping and do whatever
it takes to get on Schwa's list. Now!
class--zzzzzzzzzzz--at Mass College of
Art and we were told to expect a guest
speaker...the speaker walked in and
said to my friends Rachel and Dave, "I
think I know him..." I went through my
mental rolodex and what came up
was "Camp Med-o-Lark???" (A camp I'd
worked at 15 years before.) So during
the q&a I asked, had he gone to M-O-
L? "Yes!" he pointed at me and lit up.
So as not to regal the rest of the
class with tales of the freak director
swallowing razor blades and the
Jamaican Lemonade stand (ya mon), we
decided to continue our "No way!"
memories at the break. (Josh went back
to being the laid-back-but-serious
presenter--he's v. good--that he is.)
In talking further, we figured out that
I had been his Lifeguard instructor.
Yes! So if any of you are ever drowning
(in water, not tears), Josh knows what
to do. He probably knows what to do in
most situations, actually...that's just
the kind of friendster/infomation
minister he is!
favorite people on the entire planet!
Just thinking about him makes me laugh
and cry at the same time, that such a
brilliant and insightful person can
exist *and* have been like my brother
for - oh my - nearly twenty years...
I love schwa. And I love that his
music list hasn't changed much in 15
years. My only complaint about schwa
is that he doesn't live upstairs, and I
can't go padding on up to his door
every day in my red fuzzy slippers with
a freshly brewed pot of tea and a
randomly selected French poem.