Weeping Sore
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Industry | Human Resources |
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Occupation | Retired Nobel Laureate, amateur grave robber, gourmet cook whose mission statement is: nobody killed since 2004, terrible gardener, imaginary friend |
Location | El Cajon, California: Zone 9, Western Garden Zone 22, United States |
Introduction | This blog used to be about gardening. Now it's more about schizophrenia. It's absolutely NOT about cats. |
Interests | ice sculpture, making counterfeit currency, robbing graves, collecting airline barf bags, windmill tilting, cow tipping, smoking weed, teaching cats to dance, searching for meaning, perfecting my gaydar, collecting guy-walks-into-a-bar jokes, canning jam and jelly, dream interpretation, Freudian analysis, gardening, creative profanity, growing old gracefully, shiny distracting things, caring for loved ones, baldfaced lying, did I say doing weed? breaking records, dishware, glassware, hearts, codes of silence (that was all one thing about recordbreaking) getting back to the point, lucid dreaming, insane dreaming, lifelong learning, clinging to my sanity by my fingertips on the ledge of reality, rodeo riding, watercolor painting, lip synching songs only inserting meaningless blather that doesn't even rhyme |
Favorite Movies | What's Up Tiger Lily, Buckaroo Banzai, The Song of Bernadette, the ones only I can see inside my head. The Room |
Favorite Music | Joe Pug, I also enjoy waking up to the sounds of my own screams. |
Favorite Books | Big red ones, seed catalogs, books with punchlines like: "It's elephants all the way down, my friend." |
You've just inherited a manufacturing plant that specializes in plastics. What are you going to make?
I'll go with fantastic plastic hand-painted collectible cats Alex, for $500. Ya see how I didn't do the "What is...?" Jeopardy format there?