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"On a sunny days evening in the summer of 1973,
Holden
Caulfield and Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds made
love. Nine..."
More about Owen
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Schools:
North High, Attended 1988 - 1992, Class of 2002
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College/University:
University of California - Berkeley, Attended 2005 - Present, Class of 2007, Master's Degree, Information Management & Systems
University of California - Berkeley, Attended 1993 - 2002, Class of 2002, Bachelor's Degree, English
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Occupation:
quest for 10 million people in my personal network
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Hobbies and Interests:
guitars, books, the indie rock, thai food, psychoanalysis, coffee, astronomy (definitely not astrology), cats, chess, having exercised, settlers of catan
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Favorite Books:
infinite jest, civilization and its discontents, the giving tree, candide, pride and prejudice, elements of style, ann cummins, haruki murakami, heartbreaking work, notes from underground, anna karenina, lethem, james burke, tomine, clowes
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Favorite Movies:
hannah and her sisters, interiors, storytelling, powers of ten, revenge of the nerds, taxi driver, crumb, mr. death, stop making sense, anything by the coen bros.
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Favorite Music:
velvet underground, smiths, spoon, zombies, talking heads, flaming lips, al green, elliott smith, gang of 4, coltrane, shins, pulp, steve reich, belle and sebastian, tom waits, beatles, shellac, for stars, le tigre, breeders, bowie, costello, etc.
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Favorite TV Shows:
periodicals:, vice, new yorker, mcsweeneys, readymade, wired, kitchen sink, the believer, cometbus
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Zodiac Sign:
Taurus
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About Me:
On a sunny days evening in the summer of 1973,
Holden
Caulfield and Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds made
love. Nine
months later Owen came off
the conveyor belt and began a life destined to fill the
viewers at home with anxiety and delight. Since then he
has
juggled coconuts on the beaches of Thailand, taught
himself
karate, and pulled off the word mendacious in a tight
game of Scrabble. Recently he overcame the influence
of a
society that holds up the acquisition of wealth as a
primary yardstick of value, and devoted his life to
racking
up ten million people in his personal network. Love
him or
hate him, you are a link in the chain, a cell in the
organism, a flower in the garden of that lofty goal.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Probably someone who thinks Friendster is kind of
stupid, but like checks it every day.
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million. he's a big thinker. and god bless
him for that. he might possibly be the
world's greatest guitarist, living or dead.
but if he comes to visit me in los
angeles, i will teach him a trick that will
make him the universe's greatest
guitarist, living or dead. but he has to
use that trick and the subsequent title to
save humanity from ruin. owen, are you
ready?
he put me in his band. When he refused,
I demanded that he put me on his band's
mailing list. He explained that he did
not have a mailing list, so I demanded
that he start one. I don't make any
demands of Owen these days. Now only
Owen decides what Owen does. The boy
named Owen has long since become a man.
A good man; a man named Owen.
at trying to lead a productive life do not
deceive me. I realize that while it may make
him feel better in a facile, emotional sort of
way to not be engaged in an egregious waste
of hours and hours with nothing but amusing
anecdotes and half-recollections to show for
them, in truth his own personal sense of self
and purpose of life on earth may not actually
match up to provide him with a perception of
fulfillment equal in ratio to the blatant
disparity in productivity extant in online and
offline time.
because it ensures that at least one
of you knows what you're doing.
Back in "the day," while I floundered
around like a damn lunatic, Owen was
always there, actin' and lookin' and
straight-up bein' a damn pro. Without
that sort of encouragement, I probably
would have given up on the music thing
years ago. So blame him. Not me.
that I was willing to pay hard cash
for. Seriously. I paid a friend like 50
bucks to get Owen to go on the
auction block and I had another 250
bucks that I was willing to pay just for
one night with him. I know that many
of you are saying to yourselves,
"Owen for only 250 bucks? He's
worth waaaaaaaay more than that"...
Well, it was about 5 years ago and I
worked at a fucking coffee shop, OK?
Anyway, while watching him saunter
onto the stage, I had these fantasies
of us running through a meadow in
fucking COTATI, naked, on a cold
February night, Owen and I, hand in
hand...... I got denied and some bitch
with like 252 bucks won him over. I
ended up spending all of my money
on booze that night and crying in the
corner alone. Hey, Owen, I have
about 100 bucks saved so far in my
special "I'm-gonna-get-me-a-piece-
of-that-lad" account. I'll let ya know
when its up to $253!
inability to close the silverware
drawer all the way.Yep, he's that cool.
rowboat. Ask him if he's Toph Eggers!
get any better?
that he's doing very well, and that's
good. i like owen.