Lawrence.com

http://entropicdoom.blogdrive.com/

SAHM (that's Scary-Ass Honky MotherFucker, btw) , Secret Revolutionary

Omicron Persei 8

Parsons, KS

Just like everyone else, almost. KU.

Content and grateful

Blogging, yelling at the TV, hot married monkey love

Kathy Acker--Pussy, King of the Pirates. Poppy Z. Brite--Exquisite Corpse, Swamp Fetus, Drawing Blood. Anything that's ever even been in the same room as Neil Gaiman. Same goes for Margaret Atwood, Orson Scott Card, Douglas Adams, Kurt Vonnegut (favorite would have to be Galapagos), and Robert Heinlein. C.S. Lewis' Narnia chronicles. Susan Cooper's The Dark is Rising series. Stephen King's Dark Tower series. Where the Wild Things Are. Patricia Cornwell's Kay Scarpetta novels. Gone With the Wind. Ellen Datlow & Terry Windling's revisionist fairy tale series. The Book of Lies. Trainspotting. Alice in Wonderland/Through the Looking Glass. Anne Rice's Taltos saga. And, god help me, Laurell K. Hamilton--the fairy porn AND the vampire porn.

City of Lost Children. Anything Pixar. Princess Bride. Legend. Willow. (See a theme here?) A Streetcar Named Desire. Most John Carpenter flicks. Evil Dead and Army of Darkness. Spun. Lolita. True Romance. Hero was just fucking gorgeous. Team America. Beetlejuice, up until Winona Ryder gets normalized and happy. Heathers. Chinatown. A Christmas Story. Happiness. Gummo. I Heart Huckabees. Anything with John Wayne, Clint Eastwood, or Bruce Willis. Most recently, Sin City.

Oh, how trite. I like tori and patsy and natalie merchant. I like trent and maynard and willie and johnny. velvet underground, creedence, pink floyd, all lennon-penned beatles. dead kennedys, dead milkmen, mr. bungle. babes in toyland and belly and yes, dammit, kd lang.

Hunter X Hunter. Family Guy. Futurama. Aqua Teen and Sealab. Six Feet Under. Absolutely Fabulous. Monty Python's Flying Circus. South Park. CSI. X-Files. And E! True Hollywood Stories, although I'll never admit it in person.

portalofevil.com ; b3ta ; the onion ; bob from accounting

Mine, of course. Oh, and http://elborak.blog-city.com

Tempera finger paint.

Wait, is it cooler to say I am, or that I'm not? I dunno, I'm gonna have to ask the chicks at Arizona Trading Company before I give my final answer. . . .

Incalcuable.

Shut up the hippies and build it already. I'm tired of getting stiffed on cold pizzas just because a bunch of stupid fucknuts are worried about the poor wittle fwoggies and duckies.

Why don't we just move to fucking England already? If a bar or restaraunt wants to be smoke-free, that's spiffy, and I'd probably go there, especially with my young'un. But the freakin' city council has no right to ram their health-consciousness down my tar-coated throat.

Eeeeeewww.