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About San Jose

Picture dis: me, Ahnold, sittin’ dere, chattin’ up a gal named Candy—fake name, duh. She’s tellin’ me ‘bout her cat, Mr. Whiskers, while I’m sippin’ a protein shake—gotta stay ripped, ya? “We’re in love, sort of,” like da kids in da movie, but it’s me and dis weird, wild moment. She laughs at my accent, I laugh at her glitter heels—good times! Den she says, “Gotta client, big man,” and I’m like, “I’ll be back!” Classic me, ya?

Andy Kaufman Confidential

Walter Kaufman in The Portable Nietzsche. It’s a possibility that he went to a brothel once or twice when he was young, however I am certain that if he did he wasn’t proud of the decision in his .

So dig this: there’s a cozy little park on Elm Ave, where old timers gossip and kids run wild. I used to sit there, scribblin’ notes for my app, wonderin’ if love is real, ya know, sorta like in Dogville – “Did ya notice?” heck yeah I did notice! Now, here’s the kicker – the East River, right? It flows behind the city, glistenin’ like your last failed Tinder date (ugh, not that good sometimes).

Kathy Kaufman Obituary (2025) - Jamesville, NY