Sunday, March 30, 2008

Friday, March 28, 2008

all the sadness in the world

(Ukiah Engen) - m4w - 12

Reply to:
Date: 2008-03-28, 2:39PM CDT

we were friends at around 7 and 8 we lived together until our moms got mad at each other and moved away from each other

Sunday, March 23, 2008


M: okay- was just looking at salon personals
M: and in this girls profile- 3 out of 5 pictures were halloween costumes
M: that's an extemely high number for someone who doesn't work in a costume shop
M: as I'm sure you're well aware
DR: perhaps she is very popular and was invited to multiple parties
M: I think thats what she's going for
M: but giant dice don't come to my parties (if I had them)
DR: seriously? dice?
M: wee- someone just got a dice-o-gram
DR: crimeny ...
DR: girl on the left should not smile so eagerly
M: you can see how attractive a giant square box makes a woman look
M: right up there with garbage can
DR: or pumpkin

Friday, March 14, 2008

Thursday, March 13, 2008

look away, i dare

by circuitous way of emily

rocking the cape


pretty sure i could never pull this off and/or it would get my ass kicked

enduring patagonia

(cerro fitzroy peak)

But why climb? And why climb Patagonia, where storm and mountains are so cruel? I am asked why and I hate the question because the answer refused distillation, and my inability to produce an adequate quip makes me seem an inarticulate fool. There is no
sentence, no paragraph that captures the answer. Virtually everthing that I know I have learned I have learned in the mountains, for only in such an elemental realm is truth undiluted. Mountains, and mostly the mountains of Patagonia, have taught me what I know about terror and joy; friendship; mirth and gravity; courage and cowardice and when to take a risk; success and failure; persistence, patience, endurance, and opportunity. To them I owe my most extreme visions of beauty and most of what I know of myself. But climbing is so much more than a series of schoolmaster's lessons, and I resort to writin in the hope that when our shared journey is over you will feel the answer to the question why in your heart and guts as I feel it in mine. And if I fail at that task-- as I almost certainly will--then I hope you will at least enjoy these stories from my alpine life.

gregory crouch

Wednesday, March 12, 2008


mad_irish has an Introverted Sensing Feeling Perceiver (ISFP) personality commonly referred to as "The Gentle Artist".
(oofah- not sure how I feel about that but, they nailed me)

Monday, March 10, 2008

margot at the wedding

If you’re wondering about the
moustache --
No, I wasn’t.
I had a full beard for a while and
then when I shaved it I left this
part for last, you know to see how
it looked, and... It’s meant to be

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Thursday, March 6, 2008

when do we start fucking

You know how yahoo automatically adds contacts?
A contact popped up from some random CL post I must have done or replied to;
'Irish Girl"- so I sent an IM. "Hey- you are probably some random CL blah blah blah..."

She replies- "So... when do we start fucking"

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

that was pretty hot

DR: i see
ME: I need to show you my 'come hither' work imitation some day
DR: DUSN ... the tiny white squiggle thing the arrow is pointing toward
ME: yeah- the arrow thing needs to go
DR: do you see the white squiggle thing?
ME: thats what I'm talking about
DR: thats DUSN ... a worm inside the retina
ME: worm?
DR: rare ... and one was presented tonight
MD: stuff I need to know?
DR: yes worm .... it actually moves in throughout the retina
causes some serious damage
ME: in case I want to freak out later?
DR: don't worry ... you won't get that
ME: you have no idea how woody allen I get
DR: DUSN describes a clinical syndrome in which a subretinal nematode incites inflammation that initially causes papillitis, retinal
ME: stop turning me on
ME: you tease
DR: The nematode migrates very slowly about the fundus and continually changes its configuration.
ME: and and ...
DR: can live for approximately 4 years in the subretinal tissues
if not identified and killed with laser
ME: I'm finished
DR: you asked
ME: that was pretty hot
DR: freak

I kan haz frendz

I officially rename proswell- belmondo, for reasons that will remain mysterious and will not be adopted by the mainstream.

(screw rest of world)

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

nouvelle vague -dance with me

This is why my downstairs neighbor hears an occasional foot stomp coming from my loft.


Ms. Seltzer’s story started unraveling last Thursday after she was profiled in the House & Home section of The New York Times. The article appeared alongside a photograph of Ms. Seltzer and her 8-year-old daughter, Rya. Ms. Seltzer’s older sister, Cyndi Hoffman, saw the article and called Riverhead to tell editors that Ms. Seltzer’s story was untrue.
(thats so street to be sold out by your own blood)

unbelievably fakey first chapter here

This reminded me of a book I stumbled on once in the Chicago Public Library- a complete
sociographic history of the origins of the city's west side gangs in the early sixties.
Now that was interesting! Need to go find that again.

fulton market

(photo seth a)
"It's like the Wild West over here," says Greg Shapps, who lives there. "That's what I like. It's unique. No other place in the city has such a bustling mixture of culture, commercial, industrial, meatpacking and residential."

That's my building (in the red) on the right.

Monday, March 3, 2008

thug life showdown

the chihuahua puts vid number 2 sorta over the top but, arash howaida has a helicopter and he's sooo snoop dog.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

prince harry

I have a ton of respect for prince Harry. Your second in line to the throne of England and you're gonna go frontline in a guerilla war? I doubt the Bush twins even know someone in these wars. I would do flaming nipple cups with the prince for sures. Course- he's paying for my ticket to Nambia.

this story is finished

Zoe coughed up a slightly used poultice this morning.
The rubber band came off but the tshirt poultice was pretty much intact in the form a really soggy suasage casing (with stomach junk).

missed connects

You got hit by a car at Lawrence/Western - w4m - 20
(that's such an old play)
you fucked me on the stairwell at Mans Country - m4m - (Mans Country)
(could you be more specific?)
Middleastern Guy at Nar Hookah, 3 Months ago. - m4m -
(umm- that's pretty much everyone at nar hookah)