You're probably looking at this because you like my face. Either that or I've been e-stalking you. OR maybe your cat just walked onto your computer and clicked on my profile. A catastrophe.
What ever way things unfolded, if you're still reading this you probably want to know a few more things about my face. So come with me now on a journey through time and space... oh wait. Uh. A brief and quite probably stilted summary of me, then.
If I'd call myself any one thing I guess it would be an artist (which is not a title I have taken on lightly, without first undergoing a great deal of toddler-esque tantrum throwing and flailing about). I make things, I paint, I take pictures. Once upon a time I went to art school, which I mostly loathed and eventually dropped out of, having reached my quota of pretentious bullshit. I'm now focusing my art superpowers (pow!) on a tattoo apprenticeship. Soon I will be a professional stick-n-poker! It's exciting, I know. But alas a field fraught with pretentious bullshit once again.
Um. What else.
I've been in LA a few months now, via the midworst. No wait, that doesn't sound right. Never mind. Sounds right. So I'm finding the weather here incredibly and gloriously novel, in case you were wondering. Just, nobody told me there would be so many damn helicopters. UGH WHY. But I dig the ocean and the mountains a whole lot.
I have a mangy old dog named Kiely. We have an unhealthy parasitic relationship. I'm basically her human slave and joyride chauffeur. But in turn I get to try desperately to cuddle her while she literally kicks me. It's pretty great.
Movies... Casablanca, Zombieland, Wristcutters, The Family Stone (secretly this is my favorite of favorites, it's my comfort movie), Ghostbusters, Lord of the Rings so hard it hurts, and on and on. My collection of DVDs is out of hand.
TV. I like to knit and watch Netflix which I call "Knitflix." Yeah whatever people besides your grandma can knit and it's totally fine.
I like weird and spooky shit and lowbrow comedy. Medical related stuff too, because I've always wanted to not actually be a doctor but play one on TV.
Some things I always return to: The X-Files sooo hard, My So-Called Life (yeah really, what of it), ER, and Fringe.
I'm not much for current TV (re: Knitflix binges) but I'm watching Orphan Black right now, and.. ka-boom. So head exploding awesome.
As for music, I like the rock 'n roll. The good stuff. I'm hopelessly out of touch with music these days. It makes me feel old. But anyway, here is a smattering of my favorites:
Simon and Garfunkel, Tom Waits, Nirvana, Butch Walker, Alexz Johnson, Jeff Buckley, The Clash, Tom Petty, The Rolling Stones, Brand New, Robert Johnson, Langhorne Slim, The Gaslight Anthem, Gogol Bordello, Elliott Smith, Neil Young, Social Distortion, Van Morrison, Elvises (Elvii?) Presley and Costello, Johnny Cash, Eisley, The Ramones, Damien Rice, Th' Legendary Shack Shakers, Interpol, Elton John, The Beatles, The Vandals......
If we are what we eat, I'm composed mostly of Spaghetti Ohs and flavor blasted Goldfish Crackers. Sad fact.
Ugh. I just threw up in my mouth a little.
2. You want to go to Disneyland. I've got an annual pass I need to milk for everything it's worth. I mean also who doesn't want to go to Disneyland? People who hate fun and magic, that's who.
3. You saw the pictures of my dog and you want to hang out with her. Which, yeah, I totally get.. she's the cutest brackish water sea weasel you've ever laid eyes on. Me too guys. Me too.
4. You also knit. And you want to Knitflix and chill. (Oh my god I think I'm so funny.)
5. You feel like it. I can't tell you your business.