This is for Akira and TK. And for the fact that I never can resist these things.
1. I am butt-ass nekkid as I type this.
2. When I lived in China, I would crash on the sofa at my friend's place on weekends. Each night, I'd fall asleep either to the films "And God Spoke. . .," "Scarface," or "Stop Making Sense."
3. If I did the same thing today, it would be to "Sports Night" and "Clerks Uncensored" DVDs, as well as "Dawn of the Dead," "28 Days Later," and "Trainspotting."
4. For my high school senior picture, I posed (and I stress that word) like Chuck D. I rocked a black Pittsburgh Pirates hat, African medallians (still got 'em), and Malcolm X-style glasses. My dad actually bought me a Raiders jacket for the shoot, even though I didn't watch football. We returned it after the shoot. Oh yeah, and we shot the damn thing on a bridge in one of the richest neighborhoods in Rochester. Ironically enough, in light of how transparent most white wannabe gangstas are these days, I'm rather proud of the photo. I can admit it wasn't really me, and at least I was imitating something positive.
5. I also got a last-minute inspiration to recreate the famous Malcolm X "By Any Means Necessary" photo (olding an assault rifle and looking out a window) for my senior picture, but for obvious reasons, Mom put the kibbosh on that one.
6. The first woman I fired a round off to was Bo Derek. A close second was Vanna White and her Playboy pictures. Late Edit: Now that I think about it, I think Jenny Agutter in "Sweet William" came before Vanna. It was when A&E showed tits (they really did!).
7. The woman I consider the love of my life is married and lives in Boston. We were friends for 7 years before we even kissed or admitted our feelings for each other. The time for us to date never presented itself, and as fate would have it, I lost her to another guy. We haven't spoken for 5-6 years, a silence that was my request. I miss her, and I know it's mutual, but I figure some battles just aren't meant to be won. She's the one that got away, and life goes on.
8. When I was in first or second grade, I took karate for 3 weeks. Didn't stick with it. When I was in 4th grade, I played violin. Didn't stick with it. When I was in 7th grade, I played drums. Didn't stick with it. I wish I had on 2 out of those 3. I'm now doing 1 out of those 3.
9. I'm not nearly as well versed in skateboarding, comic books, or gaming as most people would believe. For some reason, I give off that "typical geek" vibe. Now get me talking about Hip-Hop, Godzilla, or wrestling, you'd better be in for the long haul!
10. I've always thought myself fat and ugly. I think the latter part goes back to 7th grade, when some kid named Glen had a giant Hershey's kiss in his locker for Valentine's Day. I said something innocent like "wow" and what I got back was along the lines of "too bad you don't get one, cuz you're too ugly." I now know better, but I think it's stuck with me.
11. I think my failings in not pursuing writing or directing is simply out of the fear of failure. Enh, the latter I can live with, but I'm pursuing the writing again. SG journals are actually helping flex the mental muscles.
12. I don't remember the last time I had good sleeping habits. I rarely go to sleep before 1am.
13. When I was a kid, I had to have surgery to pull down one of my nuts into my scrotum. It's apparently a pretty routine procedure. I don't yet know if that experience served its purpose, but generally speaking, they seem to be doing ok.
14. I really, really love my passions for wrestling and Hip Hop. It's what I hope to pass onto my kids, along with better Mandarin skills than I have.
15. These days, my beer of choice is Red Stripe beer. You know -- "the beer in the stubby, ugly bottle." I liked the beer before the commercials, but damn if that doesn't seal the deal.
16. I grew up watching the New York Yankees, and thus they're still my favorite baseball team. I haven't done a good job being a loyal fan throughout most of the past 15 years, however (shuttup, Wendy). I'm trying to make up for that.
17. I've always taken pride in hating my hometown, largely because of a crapass high school where I didn't fit in, but as I get older, I realize that there's a few things I miss -- the Amerks, Pontillos Pizza and wings, Garbage Plates . . . but the people there can still all go suck a fat one.
18. I've always wanted to be able to freestyle, but I've never had enough opportunities to practice. The closest thing is at one friend's sporadic BBQ, but even then, its never serious; we're just fuckin' around. I'm better at writing verses anyway.
19. I've always thought my folks were far too dorky for MY own good, which is why I haven't led a more decadent life, but these days, I really hope I turn out like them. Mom's like a newly-realized liberal hippie. Dad's kinda like a laid back Homer Simpson. I really love them.
20. I plan on being the oldest rookie DJ ever. As soon as I can afford turntables, a mixer, and hours of practice.
Since so few people read my posts anyway, I'm not gonna call anybody out, but instead I'm gonna call EVERY LAST ONE OF YA out!!! G'head, do the 20. . . I dare ya . . . I double -- triple -- OCTOPLE-DOG DARE YOU!!!
But if you don't, go look at sets from Slide, Lenox, and Satya. And Wendy, again.
1. I am butt-ass nekkid as I type this.
2. When I lived in China, I would crash on the sofa at my friend's place on weekends. Each night, I'd fall asleep either to the films "And God Spoke. . .," "Scarface," or "Stop Making Sense."
3. If I did the same thing today, it would be to "Sports Night" and "Clerks Uncensored" DVDs, as well as "Dawn of the Dead," "28 Days Later," and "Trainspotting."
4. For my high school senior picture, I posed (and I stress that word) like Chuck D. I rocked a black Pittsburgh Pirates hat, African medallians (still got 'em), and Malcolm X-style glasses. My dad actually bought me a Raiders jacket for the shoot, even though I didn't watch football. We returned it after the shoot. Oh yeah, and we shot the damn thing on a bridge in one of the richest neighborhoods in Rochester. Ironically enough, in light of how transparent most white wannabe gangstas are these days, I'm rather proud of the photo. I can admit it wasn't really me, and at least I was imitating something positive.
5. I also got a last-minute inspiration to recreate the famous Malcolm X "By Any Means Necessary" photo (olding an assault rifle and looking out a window) for my senior picture, but for obvious reasons, Mom put the kibbosh on that one.
6. The first woman I fired a round off to was Bo Derek. A close second was Vanna White and her Playboy pictures. Late Edit: Now that I think about it, I think Jenny Agutter in "Sweet William" came before Vanna. It was when A&E showed tits (they really did!).
7. The woman I consider the love of my life is married and lives in Boston. We were friends for 7 years before we even kissed or admitted our feelings for each other. The time for us to date never presented itself, and as fate would have it, I lost her to another guy. We haven't spoken for 5-6 years, a silence that was my request. I miss her, and I know it's mutual, but I figure some battles just aren't meant to be won. She's the one that got away, and life goes on.
8. When I was in first or second grade, I took karate for 3 weeks. Didn't stick with it. When I was in 4th grade, I played violin. Didn't stick with it. When I was in 7th grade, I played drums. Didn't stick with it. I wish I had on 2 out of those 3. I'm now doing 1 out of those 3.
9. I'm not nearly as well versed in skateboarding, comic books, or gaming as most people would believe. For some reason, I give off that "typical geek" vibe. Now get me talking about Hip-Hop, Godzilla, or wrestling, you'd better be in for the long haul!
10. I've always thought myself fat and ugly. I think the latter part goes back to 7th grade, when some kid named Glen had a giant Hershey's kiss in his locker for Valentine's Day. I said something innocent like "wow" and what I got back was along the lines of "too bad you don't get one, cuz you're too ugly." I now know better, but I think it's stuck with me.
11. I think my failings in not pursuing writing or directing is simply out of the fear of failure. Enh, the latter I can live with, but I'm pursuing the writing again. SG journals are actually helping flex the mental muscles.
12. I don't remember the last time I had good sleeping habits. I rarely go to sleep before 1am.
13. When I was a kid, I had to have surgery to pull down one of my nuts into my scrotum. It's apparently a pretty routine procedure. I don't yet know if that experience served its purpose, but generally speaking, they seem to be doing ok.
14. I really, really love my passions for wrestling and Hip Hop. It's what I hope to pass onto my kids, along with better Mandarin skills than I have.
15. These days, my beer of choice is Red Stripe beer. You know -- "the beer in the stubby, ugly bottle." I liked the beer before the commercials, but damn if that doesn't seal the deal.
16. I grew up watching the New York Yankees, and thus they're still my favorite baseball team. I haven't done a good job being a loyal fan throughout most of the past 15 years, however (shuttup, Wendy). I'm trying to make up for that.
17. I've always taken pride in hating my hometown, largely because of a crapass high school where I didn't fit in, but as I get older, I realize that there's a few things I miss -- the Amerks, Pontillos Pizza and wings, Garbage Plates . . . but the people there can still all go suck a fat one.
18. I've always wanted to be able to freestyle, but I've never had enough opportunities to practice. The closest thing is at one friend's sporadic BBQ, but even then, its never serious; we're just fuckin' around. I'm better at writing verses anyway.
19. I've always thought my folks were far too dorky for MY own good, which is why I haven't led a more decadent life, but these days, I really hope I turn out like them. Mom's like a newly-realized liberal hippie. Dad's kinda like a laid back Homer Simpson. I really love them.
20. I plan on being the oldest rookie DJ ever. As soon as I can afford turntables, a mixer, and hours of practice.
Since so few people read my posts anyway, I'm not gonna call anybody out, but instead I'm gonna call EVERY LAST ONE OF YA out!!! G'head, do the 20. . . I dare ya . . . I double -- triple -- OCTOPLE-DOG DARE YOU!!!
But if you don't, go look at sets from Slide, Lenox, and Satya. And Wendy, again.
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OK .. I am about to attempt this list of my own . Come by and see my journal later!!!
BTW I like your thoughts on religion. I am not against the idea of spirituality at all .. I just think that religion has perverted the main facets of spiritual being. It is the fault of the leaders absolutely .. too bad ... it really could be a wonderful thing.