Post by Alex Solaz on Apr 8, 2009 23:37:04 GMT -5
ALEX SOLAZ 'S BEEN ON THE RUN
DRIVING IN THE SUN
LOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER ONE.
hey, you! yeah, i'm talking to you. wake the hell up! good.
welcome to the When You Were Young tour. it is
mandatory that you fill out this paperwork. yes, all of it. why?
because we doggone said so, that's why! now take a seat and
please be quiet. i said be quiet!
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
" "People call me Alex. I was born with the pleasures of a nick name.""
I HAVE TO ASK: MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN BETWEEN?
"Male."
GOOD, I WAS STARTING TO WORRY. NOW, HOW OLD ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"I am the wonderful age of 18. Born on August 23 1990.I do believe that makes me a virgo.."
WELL, YOU LOOK YOUNG FOR YOUR AGE. HOW DO YOU STAY IN SHAPE?
"Beer runs."
OH, I'LL HAVE TO TRY THAT. MOVING ON: YOUR HAIR, IS THAT YOUR NATURAL COLOR?
"Why yes it is. A nice greasy black color."
DON'T MEAN TO BE A PEST BUT, HOW TALL ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"I hit 6 foot even. I ate my spinach when I was a kid."
I WOULD NEVER HAVE CONSIDERED THAT GEORGE CLOONEY MIGHT BE GAY. WHAT ABOUT YOU?
"I think that George Clooney is Asexual. With a last name like Clooney, what else can you be?"
OH REALLY? WELL, WHAT BAND ARE YOU IN WHAT'S YOUR POSITION?
"Not in a band. I write."
WELL THEN, WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?
"I like to walk across hot coals. I feel like it gives me character. Also writing."
DON'T WORRY, THIS IS ALL CONFIDENTIAL. GO AHEAD, TELL US WHAT YOU ENJOY.
"I enjoy night time. Writing, reading. Listening to GOOD music. Cigarettes. A spare joint every now and then. Sitting down and having a beer with you."
WHAT ABOUT SOMETHING THAT GETS ON YOUR NERVES?
"Alarm clocks. That's it."
I'LL HAVE TO REMEMBER THAT. SO, ARE YOU GOOD AT ANYTHING?
"I would like to think I am good at writing. That and understanding those who are hard to understand."
THAT'S INTERESTING, NOW WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
"Talking to people. I am awkward if you are a dick. If you are down to earth though, all is well. That, and knowing how to calm myself down sometimes."
I BET I CAN BEAT YOU IN A THUMB WRESTLE AND HOLD MY BREATHE LONGER THAN YOU AT THE SAME TIME.
"I bet I can do both drunk, while waxing the floors."
YOU MUST THINK I'M CRAZY. OH WELL, SAY, WHAT KIND OF QUALITIES DO YOU LIKE IN A SPOUSE?
"Open mindedness. Creativity. I go for the crazy ones."
OH, I GUESS I'M NOT YOUR TYPE THEN, EH? WELL, WHAT DO YOU FIND UNATTRACTIVE IN A PERSON?
"Arrogance."
FINE, BE LIKE THAT. I DON'T LIKE YOU ANYWAYS.
"That's just fine. The feeling is mutual."
OK, WE'RE GONNA PLAY A GAME. I'M GOING TO ASK SOME SIMPLE QUESTIONS, AND YOUR GOING TO SAY THE FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND, OK?
"Alrighty, doc."
FAVORITE FOOD?
"Pizza is pretty fucking good."
FAVORITE MOVIE?
"One flew over the cuckoos nest."
FAVORITE BAND/ARTIST?
"That would be like asking a mom who her favorite kid is."
FAVORITE DRINK?
"Beer and Dr.Pepper."
FAVORITE SUBJECT?
"English and art."
FAVORITE SPICE GIRL?
"Was nutmeg a choice?"
FAVORITE TV SHOW?
"House."
FAVORITE HOLIDAY AND SEASON?
"Halloween and Summer."
FAVORITE WORD?
"Astronomical."
FAVORITE FAMOUS DEAD PERSON?
"E.E. Cummings."
FAVORITE TIME OF DAY?
"Night time."
FAVORITE COLOR?
"Red."
FAVORITE BOOK?
"Everything is Illuminated."
FAVORITE TOY?
"Type writer."
WELL, WASN'T THAT FUN? ON TO THE SERIOUS SHIT. TELL ME A BIT ABOUT YOURSELF.
"Well, I am pretty weird. I can be shy, I can be outgoing when needed. But mostly shy. I am abstract. I get along with mostly everyone. Unless you are a dick."
MHMM, AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY?
"Had a twin brother. My mom and dad live in New York. I actually love them. Whoa, no teen angst?? Jesus. Yeah. That's me."
VERY INTERESTING. SO HOW DID YOU END UP IN AT THIS TOUR?
"I was born in New York City, I started writing for a shitty music mag writing about shitty bands. So I came here, hoping to write about bands that actually are talented."
RIGHT ON, MY FRIEND. SO, CAN YOU TELL US WHAT WAS YOUR BEST MEMORY?
"The whole year I was five is one very long, but good, memory."
HOW, LOVELY. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR WORST MEMORY?
"I don't really want to get into that right now. Can you blame me?"
NOW, JUST WONDERING. WHAT RELIGION ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"I was not raised with a religion. So nada."
WHAT SORT OF CAREER WILL YOU GO INTO THEN?
"I write for a shitty music mag. I would like to write for a not so shitty music mag."
WHAT HAPPENED TO BE YOUR FIRST WORDS?
"That and This."
OMGWTFBBQ?!? WELL, LOOK AT THAT. I'VE NEVER SEEN A GENIE ACTUALLY COME OUT OF THE BOTTLE. WHAT ARE YOUR THREE WISHES?
"For the world to be fucking happy, to hear all the GOOD music in the world, to speak and understand every language."
WOW, WASN'T THAT FASCINATING?
"Why yes, Jeeves. Why yes it was."
SO, YOU, UH, WITH ANYBODY AT THE PRESENT MOMENT?
"Nah, single."
WELL, YOU WANNA GO OUT SOME TIME? WHERE CAN I TAKE YA?
"Any where interesting. No, restaurants are not interesting. But truth is, if I like you enough, I will meet up with you in a sewer."
HEY, IF YOUR NOT BUSY FRIDAY...WANNA GO OUT?
"Sorry, Always busy, Baby."
ALRIGHT, WHATEVER/COOL. THIS INTERVIEW IS COMING TO AN END. ANYTHING YOU WANT TO TELL US?
"I want to tell you everything, But I am afraid I do not have the license to do so."
THIS FAKE INTERVIEWER DUDE GUY WILL SELF DESTRUCT IN FIVE SECONDS.
"Oh come on, don't explode on the upholstery."
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ON THE STEREO,
LISTEN AS WE GO,
DRIVING DOWN THE 101.
JOHN has been trying to escape this doggone planet for EIGHTEEN years,
but they've found themselves stuck in the vortex of role playing for 4 YEARS years.
too bad. we could have busted them out if they didn't live all the way in
the EASTERN STANDERED timezone. you can always reach them at AIM- Etceteranough1.
hold up, you'll need the password, which is 'you're so good at stretching the truth'into a sugar coated lie and we'll need
to see some proof that you're a ALL MAN. yep, pull down those pants.
ok, well, i'll just take your paperwork and be going:
RP SAMPLE HERE. NOT YOUR BEST, BUT YOUR AVERAGE.
Alex let his feet drag slowly, claiming it was 'one of those days' he smiled, taking it in. But messed with the change in his pocket, making his way over to the bottom of the second level. At that moment, he heard something fall before him. He jumped back gently, startled, and some what afraid to look. At this place, you did not know what would fall in front of you. Slowly he turned his head into the direction of the loud bang. He smirked to himself, noticing they were just books. Just paper with some words on them.
He looked up, trying to figure out where the came from. Either someone was pretty mad at the words, or they just dropped them. He started walking up the stairs, letting his eyes gaze around. He smiled, his eyes landing on one girl. He did not know for a fact that this was the girl who lost her books, but something about her kind of...gave it away. He starred at her, slowly raising one of the books in the air and waving them about, hoping she was the one, and she would notice.
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
say hold up, wait a minute. let me put some pimpin' in
it! yep, that's right, this sexy application template was made
by yours truly: CHRISS a.k.a. LENNY GOT LAID ?! @
CAUTION 2.0. yeah, see those fawesome lyrics? that be
california by none other than phantom planet. and by the way,
if you happen to remove this little credit, i'll sned vampires
after you in the night to rip out your jugular. and they won't
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