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Name: lawton the
Location: Czech Republic
Birthday: 2/23/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: indie movies, indie music, jesus christ, self-discipline, the texas size meal deal, writing.
Expertise: vanity, jealousy, lechery and deceit.
Occupation: Supervisory
Industry: Construction
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AIM:  luminaire5
Yahoo:  luminaire88
Jabber: wocky?
Member Since:
1/31/2004
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| well folks, new year, new xanga. if you wish to contine reading my adventures, subscribe to supermanlost.
phillip has a best buy gift card. he asked me last week if i could
think of any albums that were simply essential. i gave him some generic
answers, but i thought about it. the following is for phillip, but
hopefully someone else will enjoy it too: five essential albums i was
introduced to in 2004.
blood on the tracks by bob dylan
this is probably my favorite dylan album, and perhaps his most
listenable. the lyrics recycle imagery but come together to make a
tragic and hopeful picture of his then crumbling marriage. phillip, as
a guitar player, you might be able to appreciate this, especially. all
the songs are in open D tuning.
the earth is not a cold, dead place by explosions in the sky
i tried getting you into this before but you didn't seem to catch on to
it. give it another try. this is my favorite instrumental album,
perfect for driving, for reading, for eating, for watching the rain,
for doing homework. another delight for a guitar player, just jam with
it.
blueberry boat by the fiery furnaces
this is the most musically adventurous album of the list. heavy
experimentation, lots of melodic and rhythmic changes (even within one
track), so its deep enough to enjoy analytically. however, that doesn't
take away from its entertainment value. its catchy enough to casually
enjoy.
p.s. thanks for buying this for me.
being ridden by cex
this is a surprising album. its rap. its instrumental. its drum and
bass. highly eclectic. i'll warn that there is enough swearing to make
someone uncomfortable although not enough to merit a parental advisory.
even so, the lyrics have a lot of truth in them and its worth
discomfort to grasp the man's message.
a ghost is born by wilco
this is probably my favorite modern rock group at the moment, because
their albums have the same stuff in them that makes classics great. a
ghost is born is no exception. i don't want to try to describe this
album, not because its indescribable, but because i describing it
incorrectly would be very easy. just take a chance, take my word, and
give it a try. you'll like it.
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| awesome, a bandwagon for me to jump on.
3 nicknames i go by:
1. l.p.
2. lawlaw.
3. py-guy. (no one actually calls me this, but i wish they did.)
3 sns i have had:
1. my first was pikachill, back, what? 7 yrs. ago? i was so clever.
2. i used mondok99 from 1999-2002.
3. i used luminaire5 from 2002-2004. (now i use bedtime heroes. '05!)
3 things i like about myself:
1. i don't want to sound cocky, but if i become devoted to something, i get very good at it.
2. i'd like to think i'm more creative than the average person. i'm proud of that.
3. my hair is just awesome.
3 things i dislike about myself:
1. i don't want to sound cocky, but i am.
2. i have hangups. bad habits. addictions. yeah, yeah, i try to quit.
3. ironically--i am a quitter.
3 parts of my heritage:
1. the name pybus actually hearkens back to roman times.
2. my father's ancestors were roman patriarchs who
immigrated after julius caesar conquered england. so, english.
3. my mother's side is irish.
3 things that scare me:
1. wasting my life and potential.
2. this ties in with 1: living a life unworthy of my calling in christ.
3. corporate america & suburban sprawl. especially, the music industry.
3 essentials to every day:
1. other than applying deoderant, i can't think of
three things that i do consistently, so i'll make up bullcrap.
2. watch both friends reruns.
3. listen to my favorite taking back sunday songs.
3 things i'm wearing right now:
1. probably something really awesome looking, as always.
2. i'm too lazy to look down, or into my immediate peripheral vision
3. or bother recalling what i put on this morning.
3 of my three favorite musicians:
1. bob dylan (but that's a given.)
2. (and so are) the beatles. i can't think of anyone else, but.
3. right now, i'm on a nirvana kick, although they're not my favorite.
3 of my favorite songs at the moment:
1. "not for the season," by wilco.
2. "could well be in," by the streets.
3. "the dark don't hide it," by magnolia electric company.
3 new things i'd like to try in the coming year:
1. 2004's resolution was to learn an instrument. i know enough about music, and i want to join a formal band.
2. i'm a dangerously impulsive consumer. i'm going to keep a monthly budget.
3. i feel like god and i have had a falling out. i
want to get reacquainted, and i'm going to try a bible reading plan.
3 things i want in a relationship: (this question is dumb.)
1. i really don't care as long as she's hot.
2.
3.
2 truths and 1 lie: (this'll be hard.)
1. i have seen every episode of pokemon.
2. i'm an heir to a 600-acre farm.
3. i've never smoked.
3 physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to me:
1. i like all the bullcrap other people put on this one. i'll be honest: short hair.
2. big bottom lip.
3. nice legs.
3 things i just can't do:
1. snap with my index finger.
2. write with my left hand.
3. support the war.
3 of my favorite pasttimes:
1. driving. especially without a destination.
2. making mixtapes.
3. mocking counterculture.
3 things i'd like to do badly right now:
1. not answer this stupid question.
2.
3.
3 careers i'm considering:
1. the guy that picks the music for commercials, or inside express, a&f, american eagle, etc.
2. a massage therapist.
3. a youth minister.
3 places i'd like to visit for a vacation:
1. tokyo, japan.
2. new york, new york.
3. jerusalem, israel.
3 names for offspring:
1. another dumb question i don't feel like answering.
2.
3.
3 things i want to do before i die:
1. change the world.
2.
3.
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| 21 december 2004 at 3:00 pm: 68 degrees.
22 december 2004 at 3:00 pm: 28 degrees.
since the weather was eager to oblige, i got the rest of my shopping
out of the way for xmastimes. i must say that i impressed myself, with
such a limited budget ($25) i still managed to pick out some unique,
thoughtful gifts. i wish i could've bought something for
everyone--although, if you want to hit me up for some homemade salsa,
feel free.
its sort of a winter tradition now to fire up the turntable and listen
to some old records. a year ago, i picked up a bob dylan album on a
whim and got hooked by the time "ballad of a thin man" was over.
everything about it was ethereal in the sense that it was realer than
any other music i had listened to before. i think that was the last
song that really changed my life when i heard it.
someday, i'd like to make music like that--music that changes the way
you look at music entirely. music that makes you appreciate music in
different ways. music that changes your life.
the deleted scenes on the napoleon dynamite dvd are so good.
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| you are the last drink i should have drunk
you are the body hidden in the trunk
you are the habit i cant seem to kick
you are the secret on the front page every week
you are the car i never should have bought
you are the dream i never should have thought
you are the mirror that makes me hide my face | | |
| on wednesday night, aaron said, "hey man, lets go to starbucks." of
course, having left all my money in a jar at home (so that i won't be
tempted), i said, "sorry, i can't. all my money is in a jar at home, so
that i won't be tempted." he said, "i'll pay." my mama taught me to
never turn to a free trip to starbucks, so i agreed.
"i'll have some frou frou crap, with extra frou frou crap, please," he
said to the woman behind the counter. "oh, and a box of girly stuff,
please." i eyed him suspciously, thinking him a susan. not wanting to
look queer, i chose the manliest thing there. "i'll have a jones root
bear, ma'am." "ooh, a manly man, you are!" she replied. "anything
else?" "yes," i said, "that ray charles box set looks good." aaron
deftly slapped me.
"hey, can i try your root beer?" my purchase had attracted the
attention of a total stranger. he looked rather unkempt, so i
hesitated, looking for a polite way to say, "eww sicknasty you susan!"
i expressed that feeling in a disgusted glare. he was persistent. "i'll
give you a quarter!" "okay!"
and that's how i made money off a root beer that aaron bought me.
this is unrelated, but oh, the things i would sing if i had chris martin's pipes.
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