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Occupation:
hah hah
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Hobbies and Interests:
calamity noize, words, pictures or any combination thereof
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Favorite Books:
anything by Vonnegut, Bukowski, Garry Trudeau, Alan Moore, Neil Gaiman and I like comic strips and comic books even though I am entirely too old
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Favorite Movies:
I like Fletch quite a bit, but Fletch Lives really bummed me out
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Favorite Music:
Crimpshrine, the Smiths, World/Inferno Friendship Society, Fortunato, Give Me Danger, Stormshadow, Del Cielo, Joe Jackson, Blondie
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Favorite TV Shows:
News Radio (poor Phil Hartman) and the Simpsons
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About Me:
not nearly as cool as my friend Beavie
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Who I Want to Meet:
everyone
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class on college ave, and i'd always
see fid getting into his car at the
same time. i didn't know him, but i
knew i'd be late as usual to this
class, so i took the chance and asked
him if he was going around college
ave... he wasn't but he gave me a ride
anyway. cool guy this fid.
ride on cold shitty nite to stay and argue
about a topic we nearly agree on. Much
respect, never fall off the soapbox baby.
his house once and i noticed a picture
on a table of him with either his dad
or grandfather, i dont remember, but he
had on a descendents t shirt. it made
my day.
used to think he was crazy. Then I thought
maybe I just don't get him. But now I think I've
figured it out. Fid is God. Jesus - no that
wasn't God. If Fid can walk barefoot in New
Brunswick and NYC (I've seen it he can)
walking on water is childs play. And that water
into wine trick? Fid turns stuffed beavers into
live beavers - not only that - TALKING live
beavers. And he lent me Dark Knight Returns
and Watchmen. And he is a wanderer
searching for something. The perfect tattoos?
Comics? Girls? It is beyond me, because he's
God. Look how many friends he has. It should
say : Fid's Friends: All of em.
distance was not a factor I would stll,
to this day, be rocking and rolling all
over this wasteland with Fid. Hearing
his stories, defying his best wishes,
admiring his relationship with Beavie
and all of it. Fid, the adult
situations have gone through the roof
since I've skipped to the northwest.
You look good and know that there's a
photo of Beavie hanging on my wall.
54/192 or so, over and out.
over here and give daddy a lap
dance.
halloween, i wanted to fuck him....wait!
i wanna fuck him anyway. oh well....
Thanks for talking to me bout love,
life, and hapiness, or lack thereof.
And for reminding me to drive on the
right side of the road. And for taking
my sneakers off and letting me sleep on
the couch when i fell asleep at
craig's. You a good guy.