Check out my Origin Story.
Here's an unedited iphone pic of me shooting a rainbow out of my cock:
Here's a pic of me cradling a charred zombie corpse:
here's a pic of me from the Jerusalem Post in 1986:
sigh, I was such a cute kid. What went wrong?
go do something awesome and tell me about it.
I enjoy getting email. Don't be shy!
I love you.
RONEN at RONENV dotcom
P.S. Here's a copy of my To-Do List:
Hello! My name is
sxsw2k9 | all
upon departing for SXSW2K9 -
RONEN:
I’m going to turn all the girls into models, the nerdy musicians into rockstars, the trouble into adventure, the hangouts into parties, and the water into wine
RYAN:
oh what else
RYAN:
ah nevermind that already a pretty good resume
RONEN:
the peasants to kings/queens, and the kings/queens into gods
>> bitch don't stare
written @ SXSW2K9
Spontaneous SXSW Street Shirt Swap
Southby posts soon.. If you can’t wait, see http://twitter.com/Ronen for live updates
SXSW2K9 - That is not my cowboy hat.
(featuring The Babes In Boyland - see also)
SXSW2K9 - Hesta Prynn (ft. Chuck Brody) Live
SXSW2K9 -
This girl British Danielle was doing a series of polaroids of people she met in her travels across America. I was her last picture on her last roll of polaroid film on her last day in America:
It didn’t really come out (either because it was the end of the roll or for supernatural reasons).
If you look real close, you can make out the shape of me sitting cross-legged yoga-style-if-I-did-yoga in the middle of a Texas street at sunset. Without a thought in my mind.
“Real romantics,” I seem to remember saying, “don’t beleive in love.”
——
British Danielle: The Workings of a Scribbler « We’re tough and we’re Texan:
a guy called Ronen who was the character spit of Amory Blaine from This Side of Paradise
Amory Blaine
1. Someone who is overwhelmed with the demanded acceptance of human irregularities. At the same time, an egotist.
(from the Fitzgerald novel)
2. The shnat chick is his greatest weakness.
1. He’s just an Amory Blaine
2. “What’s the matter Amory? Amory’s thinking about poetry, about the pretty birds and flowers. I can see it in his eye.”
“No I’m not,” he lied.
Wow.
SXSW2K9 - at the tumblr party
