…with apologies to Pink Floyd
Watched Feasting On Asphalt: The River Run last night. As expected, it was good and seeing Alton and his crew chowing down across Louisianna only reinforced my desire to some day visit that state for a few days of culinary excess.
As some of you may or may not know, I change my bio here on LJ every few months. Well, I’ve done it yet again and, for your viewing pleasure, I’ve put both the previous bio (which, I believe was my 6th bio) and the new one
First, the old bio…
Choose one:
Doc Cross is a simple country lad who lives a quiet life as a farmer and part time crimefighter.
Doc Cross is a rogue android from the future who has come to our time to change history by eating exactly the right carne asada taco at exactly the right moment.
Doc Cross is retired from his career as a porn star and now lives a quiet suburban life with his 4 wives and 15 children.
Doc Cross is the secret ruler of our planet. Now that you know this, he will be forced to have your memories erased.
Doc Cross is an international spy for the cheese industry.
Doc Cross is a man of action who, when night falls, dons a costume and goes out to fight crime on the mean streets of The Big City.
Doc Cross is the only person who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men and women. For $5.00, he’ll tell you.
Now, the new bio…
Doc Cross loves…
his wife, Grace, who is a Sweet Angel and the Beauty to his Beast
his basset hounds, Daisy & Winker, who love him back
his family, who might best be described as “interesting” and “outspoken”
his friends, most of whome are as “interesting” as his family
the great state of California, of which he is a proud native
the great state of Hawaii, which he has visited many times
the great state of New Mexico, because it’s all about chiles
chocolate, especially bittersweet
sex of the hetero variety
gardening, which he does with willfull disregard to conventional wisdom
tea, without which, he would become very bad tempered and possibly dangerous
breaking the rules, of which he has a very long history
hot weather, because he grew up in it
rock & roll (Led Zeppelin, Jethro Tull, ELO, The Beatles, The Ramones, etc)
reggae (Bob Marley, Peter Tosh, etc)
old school country & western music (Merle Haggard, Buck Owens, Hank Williams, etc)
swing & jazz (Benny Goodman, Louis Prima, Dave Brubeck, Miles Davis, etc)
fully animated cartoons (classic Disney, Warner Bros., Fleischer Bros., MGM)
beers, ales & stouts in general and Guinness Stout in particular
animals, especially dogs and parrots
spicy and/or hot foods, especially those coming from Asia or Latin America
ice cream, especially peach, banana, chocolate and cherry
redheads, among whose number he and his siblings are counted
children, of which he has none of his own, so far as he knows
Doc Cross hates…
politics, which he considers vile and unclean and an impediment to human evolution
organized religion, which he holds in even lower regard than he does politics
the vast majority of the human race, of whome there are several billion too many
snails in his garden, especially in early spring
child and animal abusers, whom he would send to a screaming demise
broccoli, a vegetable that even the Chinese and Mexicans cannot make taste good
cauliflower (see broccoli)
rap music, which might be poetry, but ain’t music
cold weather, because, well, it’s fuckin’ cold
And now, it’s gardening time. More bloggage later.
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