El Duderino

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About me

Gender MALE
Industry Government
Occupation Soaking up the sweat of your brow.
Location United States
Introduction "Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patters that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery."
Interests Fly Fishing, Hunting, Music, Literature, Shooting, Audio Equipment, Napping, Travel, Politics, Boston Red Sox
Favorite Movies Miller's Crossing, Lawrence of Arabia, The Godfather, The Godfather II, One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, The Big Lebowsky, Blood Simple, Repo Man, Ordinary People, Full Metal Jacket, Apocalypto
Favorite Music Pixies, U2, The Clash, Van Morrison, The Pogues, Frank Black, The Cure, Social Distortion, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, The Stones
Favorite Books Blood Meridian, Anna Karenina, Goodnight Gorilla, Foucault’s Pendulum, Different Seasons, Lord of the Flies, On The Road, The Complete Short Stories Of Ernest Hemingway, No Country for Old Men, Grendel, Stella Luna, Runaway Bunny, Ubik

The first time you had your shoes taken off - how surprised were you to see that you still had toes?

Not at all, I still had socks on.