Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't, and a day without sunshine is like, you know, night. Never put off till tomorrow what you can ignore entirely. Time is the best teacher; unfortunately, it kills all of its students. Two wrongs don't make a right, but three lefts do. While money doesn't buy love, it puts you in a great bargaining position. You can fool some of the people some of the time, and that is sufficient. Under capitalism, man exploits man; under communism, the opposite applies. And, you know, while I'm being profound, the next war will determine not what is right, but what is left. Finally, I'd rather have a bottle in front o' me than a frontal lobotomy. Now that the intro is out of the way... Let's see, I play the guitar, listen to bit of music, and I write and edit daily(not one to toot my own horn, but published, mind you... ) I roast my own coffee(yes, roast). My current favorite is a fine full-bodied Kenya AA, and once upon a time I brewed my own beer, all-grain, and I'm told I was quite good at it . I'll talk to anyone, excepting the narrow-minded, racists and boneheads who lurk the 'Net...(I'm not saying that I'm better than them or anything, but I'd simply rather not talk to them...) And happiness can't buy you money. A penny for your thoughts; twenty bucks to act them out. Sorry that I don't have a lame come-on, ladies... it just ain't me...
Interests coffee roasting, writing, computers, baseball, women (not necessarily in that order...=- )
Favorite Books Catch-22
Favorite Authors Heller, Twain, Orson Scott Card, Voltaire
Favorite Movies 48 Hrs.
Favorite Music Grateful Dead, Rolling Stones, Lemonheads, School of Fish, Humble Pie, Jackson Browne, George Thorogood, Little Feat, Jeff Beck, Cream, The Who, Todd Rundgren, Nils Lofgrin, Sarah MacGlaughlin, Mountain, The Doors, Allman Brothers, Talking Heads, Roxy Music, blues
A man meets his associate for some research... and more.
Passionate Dalliance I was pouring a fresh cup of coffee, listening to some Stevie Ray Vaughan and thinking what an incredible blues guitar player he was, when I heard a soft tap on the door. I hurriedly threw on an old button-down and walked to the door,...
