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Jefferson
| Main blog: | YetAnotherTedious | | Age: | 34 | | Birthday: | November 29th 1973 | | Gender: | Male | | Education: | High school, Some college, School of life | | Location: | United States, Oklahoma |
| Body Size: | Average | | Height: | 5' 10" (178 cm) | | Eyes: | Warm Brown | | Vision: | Sun glasses | | Hair Color: | Dark Brown | | Hair Style: | Ever Changing | | Facial Hair: | None | | Skin Tone: | Medium | | Best Feature: | Butt | | Clothing Pref.: | Drawers and T-shirt | | Undies: | Briefs - Short Leg Boxer | | Tattoo Info: | Haven't yet met anyone mean enough to hold me down while poking thousands of tiny holes in me | | Piercing Info: | Haven't yet met anyone mean enough to hold me down while poking thousands of not-so-tiny holes in me | | More Details: | I'm pretty damned good looking. Or so I'm told. Hope they're not lying... Great, now I'm going to wonder about that all night. |
| Relationship Status: | Married | | Family Info: | I have both ancestors and an all-new descendent. | | Sexual Preference: | Often | | Smoking: | Trying to quit | | Liquor: | Regularly | | Exercise: | Rarely | | Your Home: | Live with wife and kids | | Biography/About: | I am boring. Interesting things piss me off. | | Interests: | naps, things that aren't interesting | | Consecutive Minutes Breath Has Been Held: | 3.5 |
| People/Heroes: | Norman Rockwell, | | Books: | Long, Dark, Teatime of the Soul, Reaper Man, Til We Have Faces, American Gods | | Authors: | George RR Martin, Terry Pratchett, Stan Lee, CS Lewis, Douglas Adams, Neil Gaiman, Theodore Geisel | | Music Genres: | Jazz, Blues, Country that's worth a happy damn, Rock, Classic Rock, ACTUAL Classic Rock | | Bands/Artists: | Black Crowes, Ray Charles, Stones, Ray Stevens, Led Zep, Beatles, Chris Cornell, Willie Nelson, Googoo Dolls, | | TV Shows: | Angel, Buffy, Quantum Leap, Transformers, Dukes of Hazzard, | | Movies: | The Quiet Man, High Fidelity, Black Hawk Down, Almost Famous, Blues Brothers, Something About Mary, Hudson Hawk | | Actors: | John Wayne, John Cusack, Maureen O'Hara, Angelina Jolie, Bruce Willis, Tom Hanks, Angelina Jolie's T-shirt | | Games: | Tic-Tac-By-God-Toe, Strip Poker, | | Colors: | Hunter Orange REPRESENT | | Food: | anything which has, at some time in its history, had a face | | Drink: | anything which has, at some time in its history, been fermented in an oak barrel, iced tea | | Quotes: | "Remember this: First you talk to her, then you kiss her, and THEN comes the anal sex. Never get these out of order." -- The Mighty Buzzard | | Position: | Where, oh where to begin..., Doggy, Frog Fashion, Cowgirl, Reverse-Cowgirl, the Italian Chandelier, |
hiatus
Yaawwwn... So, like, how've you been?Been doing fairly well, myself... Married. Got kids. It's this whole long story.Probably oughta post every now and then, eh?
Manner of Attention
It is a commonly held belief, if not precisely articulated, that babies are wise – that they have an accute understanding of fundamental truths which we have spent our lives overlooking. Babies just stare at us, unashamedly observing everything we do. They do it without apology, and they do it through something so comfortingly human that one discounts cold calculation immediately: drool. It's hard to feel you're being criticized by someone whose face and hands are dripping with spit. And when we stare directly back, the baby never seems to mind enough to quit. Watching with...
Shift of Power
As you may suspect, my faithful little Interested Party, things in the Soverign Nation of Yours Truly have been different lately. Namely, I’ve been overthrown by a very small tyrant. I’m now living in his world now.
The first thing he did was start in with all the propaganda -- making things look as utopian as possible. It’s a social form of sleight of hand. Watch The Red Card, Follow The Red Card.
For example, Interested Party, he replaced a crazy, though affectionate, pregnant woman with a skinny little hottie whose sporting far bigger tits than she’d had before. Which seems...
Fiction
It’s interesting to note that one of the properties of fiction, my old Interested Party, is its desirability. Here we have this enterprise that is, in its essential presentation, a lie – and what do we humans do with it? In some of the more obvious forms of fiction, we do things like buy tickets and popcorn and then sit perfectly still for two hours so we can devote our strict attention to it. In cases like, oh, say money, we spend a great deal more sweat and effort. And as for used bookstores… Yours Truly will wander lost in awe, briefly abandoning his offspring in front of the bullshit...
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