Wow Factor

Seriously? Seriously? This is what people have been searching most in America? I cannot tell whether to be outraged or delighted at my country's branches of curiosity. Metallica and static electricity and retardation and scientology. Sounds like an informed citizen.

Yes it's true: I love you, how does it feel without me?

My Top Favorite Albums:

Let It Be- The Beatles
Abbey Road- The Beatles
Odyssey and Oracle- The Zombies
Extraordinary Machine- Fiona Apple
Hail To The Thief- Radiohead
Hot Shots II- The Beta Band
Challengers- The New Pornographers
American Beauty- The Grateful Dead
Tommy- The Who
S.F. Sorrow is Born- The Pretty Things

on a dry and dusty road

One of the most moving scenes from Freaks and Geeks/ one of the most musically effective moments on Tv/film:

Bill wakes up to see Coach Fredericks in his undies after coitaling with his Momma, sipping from the Bill cup.


ENTER: LOVE REIGN O'ER ME!!!!!!!!!


Perfect.

I need to get back home to cool, cool rain.

NETFLIX

So, based upon Sarah's and my movie preferences on Netflix, they created the following categories that fit our tastes:




Feel-good Independent Comedies
Movies Starring John Cusack
Cerebral TV Shows
Sentimental Drama Featuring a Strong Female Lead
Critically-acclaimed Visually-Striking Witty Movies


Also of note: Check these personally suggested TV shows OUT:

A perfect man commands all light

so happy you are on your island




It is our duty to find our own islands.

wanted ads

I just found this wanted ad in a victorian novel that I wrote in Brooklyn 6 months back or more.


Complicated Kate seeks warm, mustachioed man to accompany her to bed of stars and sea grass where we will mull over cardboard party hats and cheese synthesis, looking for a good time via Facebook and someone to blog about , handlebars wanted, please no smokers.

In the same novel, there is this poem:

You whispered softly in whiskey stained tears that your cheeks ran with and you bit on the flaky cracker and the crumbs fell like snow drops onto your lanky beard and only because I love you so much, only because when I was down by the murky waters when you came up behind meto brush my face with lilacs and thistles only then do I come up to you so lovingly and coddle those cracker bits with my lips and tell you that you are fine and that no one could be lovelier than you are when you are staring at the kidney streaked patch works of american sunsets, no one could waltz with the presidentes and corral the caballos, not like you.

titled: Love Letter to Walt Whitman part 2


Part 1 is sneaking around in my room somewhere, to be sure.

(let's be honest)

My head is the dumbest.