ABOUT ME

I am 19 from Southern California, now living in Portland, Oregon. Into records, books, people, having fun. Not going to school right now but I've done some college, plan on going back in the fall. I love meeting new people and partying and new things.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

COUCHSURFING EXPERIENCE

I've been on tours in a band and that is couch surfing at it's finest, it's all you do. I also got an Amtrak pass in spring of 2006 and went around the US and Canada, and stayed with some couchsurfers. Unfortunately some of them were flakes which messed us up a little but I am grateful for all the people that weren't.

Interests

Music, books, records, guitars, random stuff, weird stuff, fun stuff

• books
• partying
• news
• music
• surfing
• tours

Music, Movies, and Books

mst3k, one flew over the cuckoos nest, kurt vonnegut jr., john steinbeck, john waters, stanley kubrick, camus, george orwell, hunter s. thompson, pixies, 80s punk/hardcore, frank zappa, captain beefheart, bowie, bob dylan, lots of other local/underground music, electric kool aid acid test, TOM ROBBINS, anton chekov, wall of voodoo lots lots lots more, anything offbeat

One Amazing Thing I’ve Done

I could go on forever. I recently spent New Years in New York City which was insane and shared an elevator with Ryan Seacrest, that was pretty retarded but incredibly novel.

Teach, Learn, Share

"Sarah Bernhardt was such a powerfully popular, awe-inspiring actress that when she toured in North America her performances invariably sold out, even though she spoke hardly a word of English. Whatever play she did, Shakespeare, Moliere, Marlowe, or whatever, she did in French, a language few nineteenth-century Americans could comprehend. Theatergoers were provided with librettos so that they might follow the action in English. Well, on at least a couple of occasions, ushers passed out the wrong libretto, a text for an entirely different drama than the one that was being staged. Yet, from all reports, not once did a single soul in those capacity crowds ever comment or complain. Furthermore, no critic ever mentioned the discrepancy in his or her review.

We modern human beings are looking at life, trying to make some sense of it; observing a 'reality' that often seems to be unfolding in a foreign tongue--only we've all been issued the wrong librettos. For a text, we're given the Bible. Or the Talmud or the Koran. We're given Time magazine and Reader's Digest, daily papers, and the six o'clock news; we're given schoolbooks, sitcoms, and revisionist histories; we're given psychological counseling, cults, workshops, advertisements, sales pitches, and authoritative pronouncements by pundits, sold-out scientists, political activists, and heads of state. Unfortunately, non of these translations bears more than a faint resemblance to what is transpiring in the true theaterof existence, and most of them are dangerously misleading. We're attempting to comprehend the spiraling intricacies of a magnificently complex tragicomedy with librettos that describe barroom melodramas or kindergarten skits. And when's the last time you heard anybody bitch about it to the management?"

Tom Robbins