
age: 36 (Feb 18, 1977)
MEMBER SINCE: June 2002
occupation: jerkface
i lost my virginity: in a burger king bathroom.
most humbling moment: realizing that i was an asshole and it was all my fault.
makes me sad: when i'm forced to tell everyone to fuck off, when i let myself down.
crush: the girl from gatchaman.
sign: kick me!
makes me happy: footwear, grocery shopping, gadgetry, dirty jeans, nostalgia, robots, falafel, dogs, buy/sell/trade record stores, dim sum and heavy petting.
gets me hot: brains, delicious brains! a girl with a lead foot. necking. looking me in the eye. aggressiveness. style. sass. ambition. independence... and a da-donka-donk butt.
into: conversation, crooked teeth, sneakers, damaged goods, ritual sacrifice, marksmanship, text messaging, getting by, reefer madness, music, stealing ideas, yerba mate, ba gua, unattainability, on the road, self-abuse, feigning interest, driving too fast, giant robots and emotional detatchment.
stats: all made up on the spot.
fantasy: to be the undisputed king of the hobos.
i'm stretching, sweaty, i'm popping it all back into place. i'm pretending i know what i'm doing. see what i've done? it's all legitimate now, when i hit google google hits back, and it's strange, staring at my name staring back at me.
i've creeped and came up, i joined the 21st century, i quit living in the past, just another jerk with a sidekick. no more talking to strangers for me. we're all fingers on the same invisible hand, a phantom limb. we all got dirty nails that need trimming... and i'm all thumbs.
i've switched focus, turned the knob both directions and let it rest somewhere in the middle. i broke my heart by breaking another, and i'm better for it. i'm exercising, rolling my own, knocking dust off my equipment, working inbetween living instead of the other way around.
-bobby













Niobe