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Category: Misc
Thursday, June 13th, 2002 @ 12:13 am
Recently, I stumbled upon this. The only complaint I've got with it is that it doesn't have a little save as function so you've got to do a screen grab and then edit to suit. Otherwise I think it's kind of funny whether I count myself a fan of South Park or not. Anyway, the following are the results of myself and those I share a roof with. I encourage those with the ability to do so to post their results as well.

Yours truly.

She who brings rabbits.

He who bangs drums.


Category: Misc
Friday, May 3rd, 2002 @ 10:49 pm
that's the stuff.


Category: Misc
Sunday, March 31st, 2002 @ 03:42 pm
Posted By girlygirl
I left an egg under your pillow too.
Well, I'm sure that we've all been outside running around thru the dewy grass, looking for those bright colored eggs this morning. I hope that you didn't miss any. People walking by your house in a few days might think that you left the lid off of your garbage can. And oh how embarrassing that can be.

I'm going to take a wild guess and say: "This has to be a dentists second favorite holiday, next to Halloween".

Oh the joys of being a kid. They really only want the plastic eggs with the candy treasure inside.

I still don't know what to think about the little candy eggs inside an "egg". That one just never made a lot of sense to me.

Happy hunting everyone!


Category: Misc
Tuesday, March 26th, 2002 @ 12:57 am
Bumping that last one down now. It was long and rambly and bleh. Miss A's birthday extravaganza post is due along any day now, but for the sake of sharing things worth sharing I bring you three links.

Some time ago, I read something that I thought was really cool. I found it again tonight. Viola.
The Right Way To Beat Up A Girl

I found that tonight because I was reading something else that was really awesome. Really, really awesome. And at the end, I thought the voice seemed familiar. Sure enough. That really awesome thing?
Where I've Been

You really have to read that. All of you. It's good. There's drinking. Picking up girls. Death threats. Tough talking. There's also some philosophical stuff, so I'm sure foo will be able to pick that apart. Mark Driver is a good writer and I want you all to know the wonder of his words. (And I do mean words. No illustrations to break it up. Lots of words. But well-written.)

Oh yeah, I said three links. I got to "Where I've Been" because of the top secret diary of mary chen, which I've linked to in the past. But I love her, so I'm reminding all of you to check her out once in awhile.

Okay, this was supposed to be short/sweet but then I rambled.

Over and out.


Category: Misc
Tuesday, March 5th, 2002 @ 12:28 am
So it's been a couple weeks since I said I wouldn't drink for the period known as Lent. And one of the reasons I said I was doing this was because I was hoping for some clarity. Some sense of purpose. A mission for life, maybe even. And even though I have had a few drinks since making that silly pledge, I've gotten my clarity. Tonight a few things happened and I realized what I need to do. Ready? Here we go.

Step 1.
First off, I'm going to go back in time to 1981. When I get there, I will walk into a J.C. Penney's and plunk down some cash on some fine polyester western wear like these guys are wearing.
Click on that for more style.
I didn't want to give it all away at once.

Step 2.
Then I am going to be real cool for like a year or so and learn all those 1981 ways again so I don't blow everyone's minds with my futurosity. But I'll keep some of my futurosity because a know-egg like that will come in handy when it comes to step 4.

Step 3.
Find Phoebe Cates.
When she first sees me in my rockin' duds.

Step 4.
Stick my futurecock in Phoebe Cates and then marry her and then go on all kinds of wacky time travel adventures together. We'll form some sort of time-travelling special people club with such historical power-players as Abe Lincoln, Mata Hari, Tycho Brahe (the real one), Mary Poppins' cool bag (but we'll leave her behind- too much damned singing), Mark Twain, that crazy girl that talked real fast in "Real Genius", and pretty much all the hot chicks glitch has ever put pictures of on this site.

She can't resist me in that getup.

And you're all welcome to come along on one condition: you absolutely cannot have muttered or even thought any disbelief in my plan. And I'll personally be watching because my time machine will also be an invisible time machine. A PSYCHIC invisible time machine.

Over and out.


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