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I REALLY LIKE ALOT OF THINGS:

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-The simpsons

-Loud Music

-That sega game, "Streets of Rage"

-The movie, WIZARD

-vision street wear shoes

-sushi at Hapa

-lizzie mcquire (FUCK IT I LOVE MOST OF THE POST-AM DISNEY channel line-up)

-basement jaxx porno pop

-skinny model girls in thongs

-fucking with people's heads

-making girls cry

-making them laugh

-reading underground comic books on rainy days

-going on road trips through the midwest looking for trains and eating at shady diners in the middle of nowhere.

-hot wings at bars during kareoke hour

-being surrounded by freshmen college girls becuase i live in a very populated college town.

-knowing that im gonna be moving soon.

-hating you.

-eating cereal.

-tight jeans and converse allstars.

-going to coffee shops.

-reading lifesucks die while taking massive shits in other peoples restrooms.

-womens deoderant.

-SLEEPING. I fucking love to sleep. all the time. I have a sick obsession with sleeping.

-My vampire style k-9's. If you know me you know.

-Being nocturnal.

-watching sharkweek in a super airconditioned living room while eating chicken noodle soup.

-crying for no reason then laughing afterwards when no ones around.

-hiking alone at night.

-riding a scooter.

-my simpson toy collection.

-drawing cartoons while listening to loud music.

-stealing newspaper boxes.

-pretending to shop at the mall in all the fancy stores.

-the smell of rain.

-stars. (as in the night sky, not nsync)

-leading people on. (that deserve it)

-eating chinese food.

-swimming at fancy hotels at night.

-golfing at night off of 7-11's rooftop.

-meeting strippers at house partys and getting free lapdances.

-spongebobsquarepants.

-malcom in the middle.

-going to the grocery store almost every night to buy cold drinks (arizona green tea with mandarin orange or snapple rain) and cherry pies (made with real fruit filling).

-Laughing.

-sitting on my roof and staring at denver.

-working out while listening to the rocky theme song or gravediggaz.

-painting trains.

-stealing paint and art supplies.

-trading packages.

-recieving free art work.

-stealing comic books.

-getting in drunken boxing matches and losing.

-watching mukis beat the shit out of some frat boy. haha that was great.

-talking to chue about surfing and stae about mods.

-the olsen twins.

-echo the dolphin.

-winning free Judas priest cd on local radio show.

-Beatboxing and freestyling in the car.

-Switching my outfits more than nsync. And doing even more dressup when i dont even need to.

-HotTubs.

-Freshmen girls.

-Older girls.

-Nintendo.

-going to movies.

-brass knuckles.

-rafting on lakes at night with explosives.

-NORCO.

-being bipolar about my hair.

-Leather jackets (actually not yours...just MINE)

-dress socks with etnies.

-saved by the bell

-parker lewis cant lose

-camcorders.

-going to different towns just to drink coffee.

-kinkos after 10pm.

-the smell and look of my studio after i vacuum it.

-basketball.

-the hudsucker proxy.

-shawshank redemption.

-pulling scams all day long with best friends.

-music:

-guyana punchline, the festival of dead deer, the crimson curse, dj mark farina, slayer, classical in general (opera and ohm shit), classy jazz, everything but the girl, atom and his package, the hit device, mathlete, reggie and the full effect, the anniversary, koufax, wrexx n effex, saffir, ahmad, dose one, mangina, the pizzaboys, the FOG, fono, weezer, ink and dagger, def leopard, antioch arrow, the locust, polaris, bjork, swing kids, the gamits, the dropskots, the astropuppies, kid loco, the fantastic plastic machine, and more. too many more.

-Movies. just movies in general.

.............more as i think more.

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drinking in the shower

 

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we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars--oscar wilde

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Originally posted by iced out mocha:

-The simpsons

-Loud Music

-That sega game, "Streets of Rage"

-The movie, WIZARD

-vision street wear shoes

 

-lizzie mcquire (FUCK IT I LOVE MOST OF THE POST-AM DISNEY channel line-up)

-basement jaxx porno pop

-skinny model girls in thongs

-fucking with people's heads

-making girls cry

-making them laugh

 

-going on road trips through the midwest looking for trains and eating at shady diners in the middle of nowhere.( i wish,invite tacobellbomber next time)

 

-being surrounded by freshmen college girls becuase i live in a very populated college town.(ahh got i hate my town)

-knowing that im gonna be moving soon.

-hating you.

-eating cereal.

 

-going to coffee shops.

 

 

-SLEEPING. I fucking love to sleep. all the time. I have a sick obsession with sleeping.

 

-Being nocturnal.

 

-crying for no reason then laughing afterwards when no ones around.

-hiking alone at night.

-riding a scooter.

-my simpson toy collection.

-drawing cartoons while listening to loud music.

-stealing newspaper boxes.

-pretending to shop at the mall in all the fancy stores.

-the smell of rain.

-stars. (as in the night sky, not nsync)

-leading people on. (that deserve it)

-eating chinese food.

-swimming at fancy hotels at night.

-golfing at night off of 7-11's rooftop.(throwing waterballoons off wendys roof but close enough)

-meeting (stupid white suburbian girls) at house partys and getting free lapdances.

-spongebobsquarepants.(hey arnold)

-malcom in the middle.

-going to the grocery store almost every night to buy cold drinks (arizona green tea with mandarin orange or snapple rain) and cherry pies (made with real fruit filling).

-Laughing.

-sitting on my roof and staring at (my town).

-working out while listening to the rocky theme song or (YMCA).

-(thinking about)painting trains.

-stealing paint and art supplies.

-trading packages.

-recieving free art work.

-stealing (thongs and asking girls if it belongs to them).

-getting in drunken boxing matches and losing(only happened once..i wasnt drunk tho the other person was and he pissed his pants afterwards).

-watching ( beat the shit out of some frat boy. haha that was great.

-talking to chue about surfing and stae about mods.

-the olsen twins(now..not from fullhouse)(pedifile style!).

-echo the dolphin(dope!).

-winning free (whole lot of nothing) on local radio show.

-Beatboxing and freestyling in the car.

-Switching my outfits more than nsync. And doing even more dressup when i dont even need to.

-HotTubs.

-Freshmen girls.

-Older girls.

-Nintendo.

-going to movies.

-brass knuckles(and butterfly knives).

-rafting on lakes at night with explosives.

-N(e)RCO.

-being bipolar about my hair.

-Leather jackets (actually not yours...just MINE)

-dress socks with etnies.

-saved by the bell

-parker lewis cant lose( i wish he was still on)

-camcorders.

-going to different towns just to drink coffee.

-kinkos after 10pm.

-the smell and look of my studio after i vacuum it.

-basketball.

-the hudsucker proxy.

-shawshank redemption.

-pulling scams all day long with best friends.

-music:

-guyana punchline, the festival of dead deer, the crimson curse, dj mark farina, slayer, classical in general (opera and ohm shit), classy jazz, everything but the girl, atom and his package, the hit device, mathlete, reggie and the full effect, the anniversary, koufax, wrexx n effex, saffir, ahmad, dose one, mangina, the pizzaboys, the FOG, fono, weezer, ink and dagger, def leopard, antioch arrow, the locust, polaris, bjork, swing kids, the gamits, the dropskots, the astropuppies, kid loco, the fantastic plastic machine, and more. too many more.

-Movies. just movies in general.

.............more as i think more.

 

i jus edited your post to my liking http://www.12ozprophet.com/ubb//smile.gif'>

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i like taking showers, watching tv, listening to hiphop. i also like drivng real fast, taco bell, the gap, nice weather...theres a lot of things i like.

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the new RIVAL SCHOOLS album

 

 

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"Rain, it's rain again, rain down on my parade, i'm wrong you're right it's not what you would do - walk one mile in these shoes..."

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Originally posted by tow up from tha flow up !:

i really like aeon. he appreciate's the finer things in life. reminds me of hannible the cannible minus the flesh eating part. but then again... i've heard some stories.. http://www.12ozprophet.com/ubb//wink.gif'>

 

haha im actually eating some barbequed flesh right now and the ribs are sooo good and messy. http://www.12ozprophet.com/ubb//smile.gif'>

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cont'd.....

 

-napping. (like i said..i love to sleep)

-seeing my little sister get excited when i tell her im going to take her shark diving someday (which i really am).

-getting all depressed about not having a girlfriend, then going to the gas station to fill up my parents car (i still dont have one http://www.12ozprophet.com/ubb//frown.gif'>....and then literally being surrounded by beautiful girls all filling up gas at once.)

-that feeling of being sucked up into the wave when you are bodyboarding. (almost as good as sex).

-making out. (straight up kissing is the best thing in the world.)

-ice cream and walking around pearl st catching tags on foggy rainy nights.

-going to art showings at tea houses and listening to house music.

-sleeping over at cute girls dorm rooms and cuddling all night.

-waking up and not knowing where i am.

-eating hamburgers while looking at freights rolling bye and writing what i see down on napkins.

-sleeping in.

-staying up late.

-collegents.

-girls who talk slutty on the phone and have phone sex then when i chill with em the next day we just act normal.

-mesh shorts and boners while laying in my bed with the cold air coming down and brushing across my body.

-big white down comforters.

-Wearing wierd shit for the hell of it. (example: sport coat with pinstripe pants a studded belt, button up shirt and tie, with some chuck taylors just to go to starbucks.)

-cologne.

-my favorite perfume on girls is Davidoff coolwater for women. oh god. http://www.12ozprophet.com/ubb//smile.gif'>

-riding a bike and listening to music while rushing down huge hills at like 4 am.(you know when the traffic lights are all flashing)

-driving to the airport and sneaking out onto the landing strips and lying down with a cute girl and watching the planes land almost overhead.

-tunnels.

-caves.

-old people (like watching old people at reaturants is so cute no joke.)

-people who pray over their food.

-salads.

-going to baseball games and sitting in the 1st row behind 3rd base and seeing Barry Bonds walk like 2 feet past me.

-getting checked out by Jessica Biel at the mall. (if you know you know)

-daydreaming.

-flying places.

-exploring new cities.

-ALLEYS.

-dumpster tags.

-the wild rabbits that live in my front yard. (feeding them apple slices)

-seeing the same fox almost everytime i go painting freights.

-the sound of cars rushing overhead when painting walls under bridges.

-that movie 187.

-cookies and milk.

-palmtrees.

-starfish.

-flirting with older women.

-flirting with younger girls.

-Reading the book of REVELATION over and over.

-playing bingo in cutty towns late at night on wed.

-paintball guns/fast cars and schmirnoff ice.

-drinking and streaking.(trains not nudity)

-car surfing.

-watching cky2k while eating taco bell at jews house.

-the NEWYORKER magazine and tea.

-watching stocks shoot by on the bottom of the screen on CNN and wishing i had stocks.

-not having to worry about math problems.

-BOY MEETS WORLD.

-FREAKS AND GEEKS.

-ropeswings and creeks.

-hunting for dinosaur bones in the summer when i was younger.

-tree forts.

-slingshots. and bb guns.

-RADIOFLYER.

-staying up late and watching conan o brien with my mom and little brother.

-roadtrips when i get to lay in the back and sleep on really comfy pillows with the a/c blasting.

-robots.

-snarfs. (if you know you know)

-playing monopoly.

-my pastor. (the most casual guy youll ever meet.)

-old movies.

-the food network. (especially iron chef, naked chef and tukka tukka or whatever that show's called.)

-trading flicks like they are baseball cards.

-snow. not wussy little flakes, but full out blizzards.

-Fireplaces in the winter. with cozy flanel pajamas.

-vicodin.

-HOUSE PARTIES ON THE HILL IN THE FALL.(the best)

-halloween time (just for creepy effect) and for going on walks with my mom and little sister.

-riding mopeds with dewey.(DEWEY IS THE FUCKIN MAN.)

-freshly mowed grass.

-waking up at 4 pm in the summer and having it feel like its 8 am.

.........speaking of sleep...im out to get some...ill post more things i love tomorrow.

POST THINGS YOU LOVE. goodnight.

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Originally posted by iced out mocha:

cont'd.....

 

-HOUSE PARTIES ON THE HILL IN THE FALL.(the best)

 

 

 

hahaha....i remember these.... i wonder if they'll burn some more dumpsters this year! woohoo beer riots. illegal petes good stuff

 

 

i used to love going to my friend's house on the hill with the hot tub sitting in it drinking mimosas watching the snow fall all around us. so faded.... being the first idiot to jump out into the snow then back into the tub.

 

anything that makes me smile....

 

 

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......this thread is one of the best posts i ever read on this thing. i felt almost like writing my own looooong list of similiar things...but then i figured itd be better to just leave it as it is....i think everyone has that kind of list, but what i like about graffiti writers is that we all live a sort of dual life....a very criminal "out of bounds" lifelstyle at times, but yet, its all a very creative and artisitc lifestyle, very selflessly dedicating our time and sefety to create imagery and ideas...so the dichotomy is STRIKING...here you have all these lost souls bouncing around the US, sort of living the same life.....real normal, mundane lives spliced with drama and high adventure.... reading the list reminded me of that contrast in my own life, and of that in all my graffiti friends' lives. and also, how i dont really see it other people, in non-writers. maybe its elevating our own experience, i dont know....

 

instead of a list, this relaity comes to me in the form of contrasts, deep, dark, contrasts of color and form.... i like stories.

 

i remember driving to go swimming with writers at 3 am, pool hopping in suburban philadelphia. the warm summer nights and the conversations in crowded compact cars....the fence hopping, the frolicking.....all sort of like a peaceful romp, but still very risky and criminal in a way. and i always felt like, man, theres really just this whole generation of kids, like skater, bike-kids, hiphop people, emo kids, writers, poets, film students, graffiti kids, etc, etc...thats exists just outside the fringe of morality/reality and yet, like clark kent/superman, we all have moms and little sisters and regular jobs with with regular people. watch the same episodes of saved by the bell or the wedding story on TLC. and yet, we all ahve these wierd little rituals that bring us together...creeping through crack houses at 4 am or squeezing between freight railroad couplings at daybreak. racking film and paint, then eating next to some jocks at taco bell....and having them look at you, trying to PLACE you all, figure out what your DEAL is....why does one kid look like a punk rocker but hes eating with some white kid who tlaks mad hiphop and the other kid just looks like a borke ass bum...but they all vibe so well...watching suburban moms or ghetto kids look quizzically at writers in taco bells around the country trying to figure out what gives....its amazingly refreshing to know that we have that little niche carved out for ourselves.....i remember playing wall ball on college campuses with ONOROK and just laughing and being silly and meeting cute little hardcore girls and not even talking about graffiti but talking about politics or tim robbins movies (good choice, mocha) ...or working in pizza shops and coffe shops and leaning on the counter talking to your 29-year old manager about her car payments and how her boyfriend likes to go camping...or talking to kids playing on the train tracks about snakes and how to pick them up.....its all kind of like a list i guess, but i see it as though graffiti writers have this highly perceptive way of seeing ourselves in the midst of something bigger, like were party to a bigger secret, unlike my struggling manager at the pizza shop, whi is good, but sees life without peripheral vision....everything is between the lines and full steam ahead. when you see your writer friend whos stolen more merchandise than anyone and done tags on peoples catwalks buy a kid an ice cream cone and talk about pokemon in a strip mall parking lot - it makes you see things in a different light, and appreciate both the fantastic and the mundane. the beauty of a list like this, is, for me, that you get a glimpse into another writer's heart, and, well, its not far from looking in the mirror....instead of looking out over denver, maybe its pittsburgh, or philly, or even that night in montreal, or rome....but its all the same...i think writers share a zest for life and the appreciation of people, pure and simple. i love this life, and to the day i die, ill never forget every vision of insanity and serenity that graffiti helped me understand. only after youve travled into the heart of darkness can you appreciate the light......by testing the boundries of morality, we define our own reality, and like colonel kurzt in f.f.coppola's masterpiece, we declare our motto: apocalypse now.

 

peace to everyone doing their thing both inside and outside the lines....heres my advice to anyone that seeks to embrace this dichotomy: find the fantastic in the mundane, and the mundane in the fantasitc... for instance, next time you have to talk to that boring dead-head or jock kid at school or work, try to really discern whats unique about him/her...poke and prod a little and try to establish something that makes them a story worth telling, and not just a cliche....and , conversely, next time, you're on a rooftop or on a yard or pushing the limits of your own relaity, stop and look at how the roof is designed, what IS the buliding your on, how old, is it cinderblock or brick? who lives there or works there? what kind of rocks line the tracks? what kind of junk is laying on the trackside? what kind of dings and dents are in the train? how did they get there? so on forth.......i think this dualistic appreciation is the beauty of living outside the lines and its the first thing that struck me when i read the list....thanks for makin my day, bro.

 

chris nise....

rip nace.

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MY list:

-Jamming to classic rock driveing across kansas.

-A small cup of coffe with a lot of creme.

-Getting drunk and rideing a bike.

-Laughing at jesus freaks.

-Cake, the band.

-Trying to find a veiw in or near the city where there is no sign of civilization.

-Takeing pictures of random things.

-Takeing a hot shower.

-12 oz prophet.

-Cute girls.

-Dirty south ho's.

-Skateing in the rain.

-Skateing in the sun.

-Doing a long techinical uphill on a moutain bike.

-Playing slide guitar.

-Makeing out with chicks.

-Underwater fireworks.

-Planning for hours to break into a shed just to see whats in it.

-Rideing bikes at night and throwing fireworks over rich peoples fences into their parties.

-Painting alone.

-Stareing out the window on car trips.

-Middle of nowhere places.

-Empty deserts.

-Moab utah.

-Obtaining paint for free.

-Sketching dr. suess characters.

Gidday!

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Originally posted by niseNSF:

......this thread is one of the best posts i ever read on this thing. i felt almost like writing my own looooong list of similiar things...but then i figured itd be better to just leave it as it is....i think everyone has that kind of list, but what i like about graffiti writers is that we all live a sort of dual life....a very criminal "out of bounds" lifelstyle at times, but yet, its all a very creative and artisitc lifestyle, very selflessly dedicating our time and sefety to create imagery and ideas...so the dichotomy is STRIKING...here you have all these lost souls bouncing around the US, sort of living the same life.....real normal, mundane lives spliced with drama and high adventure.... reading the list reminded me of that contrast in my own life, and of that in all my graffiti friends' lives. and also, how i dont really see it other people, in non-writers. maybe its elevating our own experience, i dont know....

 

instead of a list, this relaity comes to me in the form of contrasts, deep, dark, contrasts of color and form.... i like stories.

 

i remember driving to go swimming with writers at 3 am, pool hopping in suburban philadelphia. the warm summer nights and the conversations in crowded compact cars....the fence hopping, the frolicking.....all sort of like a peaceful romp, but still very risky and criminal in a way. and i always felt like, man, theres really just this whole generation of kids, like skater, bike-kids, hiphop people, emo kids, writers, poets, film students, graffiti kids, etc, etc...thats exists just outside the fringe of morality/reality and yet, like clark kent/superman, we all have moms and little sisters and regular jobs with with regular people. watch the same episodes of saved by the bell or the wedding story on TLC. and yet, we all ahve these wierd little rituals that bring us together...creeping through crack houses at 4 am or squeezing between freight railroad couplings at daybreak. racking film and paint, then eating next to some jocks at taco bell....and having them look at you, trying to PLACE you all, figure out what your DEAL is....why does one kid look like a punk rocker but hes eating with some white kid who tlaks mad hiphop and the other kid just looks like a borke ass bum...but they all vibe so well...watching suburban moms or ghetto kids look quizzically at writers in taco bells around the country trying to figure out what gives....its amazingly refreshing to know that we have that little niche carved out for ourselves.....i remember playing wall ball on college campuses with ONOROK and just laughing and being silly and meeting cute little hardcore girls and not even talking about graffiti but talking about politics or tim robbins movies (good choice, mocha) ...or working in pizza shops and coffe shops and leaning on the counter talking to your 29-year old manager about her car payments and how her boyfriend likes to go camping...or talking to kids playing on the train tracks about snakes and how to pick them up.....its all kind of like a list i guess, but i see it as though graffiti writers have this highly perceptive way of seeing ourselves in the midst of something bigger, like were party to a bigger secret, unlike my struggling manager at the pizza shop, whi is good, but sees life without peripheral vision....everything is between the lines and full steam ahead. when you see your writer friend whos stolen more merchandise than anyone and done tags on peoples catwalks buy a kid an ice cream cone and talk about pokemon in a strip mall parking lot - it makes you see things in a different light, and appreciate both the fantastic and the mundane. the beauty of a list like this, is, for me, that you get a glimpse into another writer's heart, and, well, its not far from looking in the mirror....instead of looking out over denver, maybe its pittsburgh, or philly, or even that night in montreal, or rome....but its all the same...i think writers share a zest for life and the appreciation of people, pure and simple. i love this life, and to the day i die, ill never forget every vision of insanity and serenity that graffiti helped me understand. only after youve travled into the heart of darkness can you appreciate the light......by testing the boundries of morality, we define our own reality, and like colonel kurzt in f.f.coppola's masterpiece, we declare our motto: apocalypse now.

 

peace to everyone doing their thing both inside and outside the lines....heres my advice to anyone that seeks to embrace this dichotomy: find the fantastic in the mundane, and the mundane in the fantasitc... for instance, next time you have to talk to that boring dead-head or jock kid at school or work, try to really discern whats unique about him/her...poke and prod a little and try to establish something that makes them a story worth telling, and not just a cliche....and , conversely, next time, you're on a rooftop or on a yard or pushing the limits of your own relaity, stop and look at how the roof is designed, what IS the buliding your on, how old, is it cinderblock or brick? who lives there or works there? what kind of rocks line the tracks? what kind of junk is laying on the trackside? what kind of dings and dents are in the train? how did they get there? so on forth.......i think this dualistic appreciation is the beauty of living outside the lines and its the first thing that struck me when i read the list....thanks for makin my day, bro.

 

chris nise....

rip nace.

 

this reply was awesome. worth reading. thanks man...im glad someone out there is on the same field if you will. I just dunno...I hear all these stories of kids doing graffiti all day then doing cocaine and heroin all night and beating people near death for their paint and it just makes me happy to think that i can still be on their level without lowering myself to their level. i dunno. i just like to let things out sometime. and reading your reply just made me smile. now im gonna go buy some pizza. thanks man.

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-riding my bike late on sunday nights--zero traffic. just me and the wind.

-chilling with my fellow tards...laughing...boozing...yelling at hookers

-summer beer sales

-going to the local pub for wing night with a couple of friends...end up getting totally blotto and pool hopping after last call

-sleeping on the job

-sleeping in general

-days off yo!

-going to bike shops and looking at all the stuff i can't buy.

-pickles and gouda cheese

-jennifer capriati

-old t-shirts

-stealing really stupid shit while drunk

-smoking even though i try so hard not to

-doritos....i'm addicted

-playboy's GIRLFRIENDS magazine(highly recommended)

-finding money in pants you haven't worn for months

-catching your friends' freights

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[This message has been edited by kidlugz (edited 08-20-2001).]

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Originally posted by iced out mocha:

...and reading your reply just made me smile. now im gonna go buy some pizza. thanks man.

 

mission accomplished then....favor returned.

 

i think, in the spirit of comraderie, i too shall go get some pizza. peace, bro.

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Originally posted by niseNSF:

mission accomplished then....favor returned.

 

i think, in the spirit of comraderie, i too shall go get some pizza. peace, bro.

 

 

word. i like this post.

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-the beatles

-yelling at ravers and rollerbladers

-stealing rogaine and throwing it away in the parking lot

-rice krispy treats

-beating the shit out of/getting the shit beaten out of me by frat boys

-big brother magazine

-samaurai jack

-slamming at the skatepark and getting a disgusting swellbow at least once a week

-talking to my parents about the X games

-animals other than humans

-cliff jumping

-bombing hills at night

-reading ernest hemingway

-listening to classical music on the radio

-doug

-wearing art fag sunglasses

-pure sport old spice

-taping the numbers

-shoot 'em up computer games

-fucking.

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Bump for niseNsf and iced.

 

Awesome long post, i read it all.

and cheers for bringing more optimism into the board.

 

IM SO Feeling the Taco bell situation...a punk kid, a hiphop kid, a bum, hahahaha

 

thats so me and my crew. punk spanish kid, hip hop black kid, rocker white kid.......

 

stories like that just make me look up when i feel down. Shit, and everybody should go out tonite and rent Swingers w/ Vince Vaughn.

 

Great movie, Good spirits, some Beer, and we're set. Peace and rest to many troubled people out there. definately not alone.

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Nise that post was soooo good. That reminds me so much of my best friends. You're right in so many ways. People like you and Aeon give off such an enlightened vibe.. I love people who stop fighting the push and pull of the pendulem and just learn to sit back and enjoy the ride.

 

 

Here's my list, I won't be offended if no one reads it, but I just felt like I should write one too.

 

-complex conversations with complete strangers.

 

-Taking the bus around, watching the city fly by behind glass windows.

 

-Talking to little 12 year old skater boys and making them look cool in front of their friends.

 

-Climbing up fire escapes in dark ally's.

 

-Sitting on rooftops talking until the sun comes up.

 

-Doing legal walls and getting at least 3 offers from people who want you to come paint their garage for money. (I never take them up on it, but it's nice to know the art's appreciated by more than just graff headz).

 

-Getting all dressed up for Halloween, and pretending to be someone like Cleopatra all night.

 

- First kisses.

 

-Those rare phone conversations that last 8 hours, all through the night.

 

-Feeling like no matter what happens, you'll always have your best friend by your side.

 

-Every now and then when my Mom talks to me and gets teary eyed just to tell me she's "proud" of me.

 

-The fact that my dad still gives me hugs and kisses on the forehead sometimes before I go to sleep.

 

-The first ciggarette of the day.

 

-Finding a $20 bill in your pocket that you didn't know you lost.

 

-being tickled until you have to pee.

 

-tickling someone until they have to pee.

 

-sleep over movie/ice cream marathons.

 

-new shoes.

 

-new clothes.

 

-new sunglasses.

 

-great thrift store finds (like red or white leather belts)

 

-lightening storms

 

-Jumping on my trampoline while it's pouring down warm rain.

 

-pool

 

-frisbee

 

-4square

 

-kickball

 

-when people accross the country sing and play guitar just for you.. http://www.12ozprophet.com/ubb//wink.gif'>

 

-drunken uncles

 

-drunken uncles singing kareoke

 

-road trips to anywhere

 

-Getting my 7th CD free at Gem City Records

 

-"joke of the day" mailing lists

 

-spooning

 

-my cat, karma

 

-the art of acceptance

 

-watching my friend makenzie almost cry everytime she see's a cute animal because she loves them so much.

 

-finding out a crush is mutual

 

-getting the job you wanted

 

-finding the house you wanted

 

-writing lists like this even though no one's probably going to read it.

 

I could go on forever...

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-lightning/thunderstorms

-Peeing off roofs.

-finding out a cute girl has mutual interests.

-the feeling you get christmas eve.

-hot chocolate with TONS of whipped cream.

-cooking sopapillas till 4 am.

-christmas time. oh god....i could write a bookon how much i love christmas. The lights all over, how all the major stores decorate for christmas the day after halloween, the hot cocoa and eggnog, the warm houses with fireplaces, blizards, snowboarding, god lots of good things to say about christmas.

-driving illegally when i was younger in a "borrowed" Saab to wyoming to buy $300 in fireworks.

-bb gun wars with the "mexicans"

-building traps.

-chasing down kids.

-stalking other writers.

-stalking people in general.

-hanging out at the tattoo parlour and talking about how much people suck and how cool we are.

-stealing clothes from abercrombie when i worked there and doing a GREAT job at it. haha

-trading art.

-ANGEL HAIR.

-The boutabi brothers.

-Sledding.

-Sleeping on a trampoline during a chinook wind storm with a cute girl and tons of blankets.

-cute dogs.

-sparing the lives of prarie dogs cause they are cute.

-shooting at cats with bb guns.

-hiking down train tracks with a packed lunch and a walkman just to hike.

 

 

........more later....

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