Dangerous Candy
she's precocious

...But then again, she's weird, and she knows a lot of bad people.


"I want to be
the girl with
the most URLs."

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Jess Barron
Los Angeles, California

I do web stuff

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e a r c a n d y :

1. A guy who I don't know named Jeremy Abbate saw my website and wrote a song called "I Wanna Be As Cool As Jessica Barron". Another person in New York emailed the MP3 to me in Nov. 2004. The narcissist in me loves the lyrics and the song itself is pretty darn catchy. Don't you think?

2. In 2005 I had a weekly radio show on Pirate Cat Radio 87.9 FM in San Francisco from 6-8p.m. on Friday nights. You can listen online from anywhere in the world. Or just check out our podcast.

3. Also, listen to my LAUNCHcast station

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  • Some accomplishments
  • Who's on Top in 2006?
  • Goodbye 'Portal Shortall'
  • Elex Success!
  • Turning Away from Jackson's Breasts for a Moment.....
  • The Politics of Searching...
  • Photos and Video -- Halloween 2006 in Los Angeles
  • Halloweens I Have Known
  • You Haven't Lived Until You've Seen a Very Pregnan...
  • That's Right, I'm Very Knowledgeable About Purses ...
  • January 2004
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  • October 2004
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  • December 2004
  • January 2005
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  • March 2006
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  • June 2006
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  • August 2006
  • September 2006
  • October 2006
  • November 2006
  • December 2006
  • November 2007
  • New Year's Eve 2005 pics

    Mici's pics from the Pirate Cat Party (12/04/04)

    Los Angeles (11/27/04)

    2004 U.S. Presidential Election (inside Yahoo! newsroom) (11/02/04)

    London (11/15/04)

    Allyson's photos from our London trip (11/22/04)

    Halloween 2004

    Oregon beach house weekend for Esther's birthday (10/22/04)

    Simone and David's wedding at Fairytale Land in Oakland(08/01/04)

    Owen's 30th birthday (05/01/04)

    Mirror Project Gallery, "The Make-up Mirror"

    Daniel's birthday suprise party (04/23/04)

    live band karaoke at El Rio (04/10/04)

    August's closing party at Ebb Tide(02/27/04)

    valentine's day weekend in NYC(02/16/04)

    nice day, new convertible(02/08/04)

    nostalgia for the present (02/02/04)

    my 30th birthday(01/04)

    August's art opening at Ebb Tide (01/03/04)

    Jeff's 30th birthday (12/20/03)

    pics from Yahoo Holiday Party 2003 with The Flaming Lips (12/12/03)

    Nathan's band, the cables(11/15/03)

    pics from Burning Man 2003(09/03)

    photos from Burning Man 2002 (09/17/02)

    pics from Allyson's wedding(09/03)

    Cali Convertible Adventures with Nemesis(ter)(07/03)

    Allyson's bachelorette party(07/04/03)

    Dogpatch Sunrise - There are some visual benefits to waking up at 6a.m. when you live by the San Francisco Bay. (04/11/03)

    Kicking it with Frank the KJ (04/05/03)

    Bad Pioneer weekend - riding horses in Hollywood and swimming with dolphins in Malibu (02/14/03)

    Dat Ass - hip-hop and ghetto tech party, SF, CA (01/25/03)

    Jeno spins at House Plant - Oakland, CA (01/17/03)

    Halloween Costumes at Yahoo! and in the Castro (10/31/02)

    pics from Portland (10/26/03)

    the story I told at Fray Day 6 in SF (09/23/02)

    What is YOUR Anti-Drug? (09/16/02)

    ugly kids (08/19/02)

    Save poprocks.com

    Picking Blackberries (07/12/02)

    she said, she said (06/28/02)

    The Phoenix Festival (07/10/02)

    Photos from my SXSW road-trip (05/01/02)

    off-site:
    Esther

    Allyson

    Lana

    Mary

    Jen

    Leanne

    Fruitcake Brigade

    Sarah

    re-runs:

    love letter to los angeles (11/09/01)

    pics from Scuba with Migual Migs (08/11/01)

    robots and warehouses in my SF neighborhood (06/19/01)

    My pics from Burning Man 2001

    My pics from Burning Man 2000

    My journal from Burning Man '99

    Meeting Monica Lewinsky (11/15/99)

    What was Diane Sawyer really like? (11/17/95)

    Turkish Delights (09/08/95)

    The Scatman in Greece's Modern Ruins (08/26/95)

    Caught in a Mosh (10/94)

    Montreal Stripped Down (08/01/94)

    sophomore year spring break in Russia (04/08/94)

    conversationskill: a real life mellow-drama of Vassar students abroad in Russia (04/08/94)

    pics from the Russia trip (04/08/94)

    sophomore year road-trip to Mardi Gras (02/12/94)

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    Take a Bite of Me:
    1.28.2004
    Just Like Laura Palmer...

    theta444: i watched fire walk with me for the first time last night
    popvulture: what did you think?
    theta444: SO GOOD
    theta444: i never understood how Laura Palmer was able to have 3 or 4 boyfriends, do tons of coke, work as a ho' in a Canadian brothel, win the Miss Twin Peaks pageant, volunteer with Meals on Wheels and everything else, 'till I saw her in action. she reminded me of you a bit ;)

    I suppose that's just Esther's unique way of pointing out that I always "seem to have a lot going on." Perhaps I should consider writing a book entitled, "Everything I Needed to Know I Learned from Twin Peaks." Speaking of which, here are some photos from my decadent 30th birthday party, where there were kisses (and more kisses!), spankings (and more spankings!), and so much champagne (and a serious lack of glasswear in our apartment which prompted ever-innovative Allyson to imbibe the bubbly out of a Pyrex measuring cup). You can also ogle my two hot, hot housemates (we're like "Three's Company" in reverse) and my gorgeous lady friends. Ooooh, I'm such a lucky girl.

    1.14.2004
    Not a Day Older Than Dorothy Parker

    "Alright Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close up."
    -Gloria Swanson as Norma Desmond in 'Sunset Boulevard' (1950)

    I have the best friends in the world. Jeff flew from New York to spend Saturday night partying in San Francisco with me and my crew. With feathers, champagne, and karaoke -- my celebration was most decidedly the opposite of his low-key style. "It's weird having our 30th birthdays so close together," Jeff said, as I marched through the Piedmont Boutique on Haight Street snatching up ostrich boas, flower hair clips, and sparkly tiaras. "It's so interesting to see how differently we celebrate."

    Picture us like Norma Desmond and Joe Gillis. I'm wildly gesticulating and prancing around the store, and Jeff is calmly appraising my choices in tiaras. "You do have a tendency to be theatrical," a new friend told me recently. I, of course, was like, "Whatever, do you mean, darling?!"

    Birthday party pictures will be available shortly if anyone's interested in gawking at someone who is no longer in her twenties. (Luckily I've been drinking plenty of anti-aging beer, so I've retained my youthful visage.) In the meantime, you can just accept that the evening began something like this.

    Daniel has completely kicked my ass at the novel writing contest. Today, on deadline, he sent me his completed 189-page manuscript, as a birthday gift along with the message: "Very best on your thirtieth...you don't look a day older than Dorothy Parker." (And I immediately thought, wait a second -- are you talking about the early 30-something Dorothy Parker who presided over the Algonguin round Table in the 1920s OR the 50-year-old Dorothy Parker who George Platt Lynes photographed in 1943 when she lived in Hollywood? Of course, the woman did marry a man 11 years her junior...)

    And before you ask -- no, I'm not finished with my novel; I'm barely on page 60. I find it impossible to wean myself from my Outer Mission socialite lifestyle. I vow to find more time in the days (and nights) ahead. I will finish -- I have a decent track record for accomplishing everything I set out to do. Seriously.

    1.09.2004
    Wood and Fresh Paint

    "That's all we do, isn't it -- look at things and try new drinks?"
    -The girl in Hemingway's "Hills Like White Elephants"

    He talked in his sleep and said, "Mmmmmmm. You smell good -- like wood and fresh paint." Since he's a painter, I took it as a compliment. His eyes never looked as blue and large as when he quickly sketched my portrait in pencil and colored pens as I sprawled naked across his bed last weekend. When he's reading to me or sketching --that's when he looks the most beautiful. I loved the portrait, but he says he's still trying to learn my face. I understand, because I am too and it's been mine for nearly 30 years.

    Last night I was at the Suicide Girls burlesque show at the Great American Music Hall. The show was sold out, but Missy put Andy, August, and me on the guest list. (Here's my obligatory cell phone camera snapshot of the marquee. No cameras allowed inside. Sorry.) I know, it seems like all I do lately is go to burlesque shows and try new drinks, but really, I do other things too... like makeout with boys and write... and take photos.

    As you can expect from heavily tattooed goth/punk chicks, The Suicide Girls didn't exactly put on the classical burlesque show. (No, this was not your grandma's burlesque.) I'm telling you, you haven't lived until you've seen six pale girls wearing little frilly g-string underwear and tiny duct tape "X"s over their nipples squirting entire bottles of Hershey's chocolate sauce all over each other and rolling around together on a plastic sheet.

    If pictchas of girls gettin' it on with each other is what you're into -- you should definitely check out Esther's extremely artful and well-directed Barbie lesbian photoshoot starring Roberta (who you may recognize from our Burning Man camp last year).

    I'll leave you with an alt-rock album cover photo I took of Selena and August on Tuesday night at Sadie's where we co-opted the jukebox for a solid hour or so.

    1.06.2004
    "I'm Not Gonna Take Any of My Drugs Today..."

    "I'm not gonna take any of my drugs today so I'll be able to drink."
    -- my mom (recovering from carpal tunnel surgery on her right hand), denying herself Vicodin on Christmas Day. ("Like mother, like daughter," I'd say.)

    Happy new year. I have lots to show'n'tell, but I need to run into a meeting right now, OK?


    She certainly has some crazy mixed-up: