I occasionally hear a creaking noise in my neck that I suspect is cerebal spinal fluid, circulating. I'm told it's normal. I lost my second passport, but found my first. In third grade, I made a diorama with a painted clay alligator...or was it a crocodile?. I once sketched an old man's face very well, but cannot sketch ably in general. I have purchased and lost more than 35 mechanical pencils.
I am coriandery, imposing, and volatile.
...expanding vocabularies by osmosis.
I speak English with a fairly neutral American accent, so in some contexts that stands out. Not so much in others.
Some folks pick up on the detached earlobes thing. I don't really get it.
Once Upon a Time in the West | Real Genius | Shichinin no samurai | 10 things I hate about you | The Usual Suspects | Heathers | Fight Club | Aliens |
Portishead | Aphex Twin | Air | Zero 7 | Scarlatti | The Police | much with liquid female vocals |
Eggs Benedict | stuff with butter | Ruben | Sushi | a proper burger |
Is that six?
China's human blades of grass, all neatly trimmed to the same height "for the good of the people", scare the hell out of me.
outwardly sincere testimony is more popular than scientific evidence these days.
self-delusional behavior (not mine, of course)
The lack of shoes not made by disadvantaged labor in my size.
are we all going to die on this damn planet when we destroy it and it destroys us back? 'cause we are going to destroy it, that's guaranteed. Or is there actually some sliver of a chance of getting off this rock and setting up camp elsewhere? at least for the sake of redundancy if we pull some bonehead maneuver a la 16 monkeys. dammit. probably not.