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Saturday, August 14, 2004


Philosophizin' 

Goin' Ape

I've been readin' up on some philosophy lately, an' I figger it's my civic duty to share with youse guys, right? So, without further ado, the selected quotes of the little-known 20th century philosopher, Albert Jaffee.

"All Texans feel they must excel. Either sex goes after tough jobs such as violent rodeos, rattlesnake hunts or any other rig-orous pursuit. It brings great reven-ue for those who learn the ropes from A to Z."

"Fabulous creatures are exploited when elements in our society, from kids in Levis to matrons in mink, create the demand."

"The misguided pot smoker is merely a naughty boob to many. But others would penalize busted potheads severely for their silliness."

"Many modern artists have long felt that great art need not necessarily be understood by the general public, and some hideous grotesqueries have been created in this belief!"

I just thought I'd share some culture.

(P.S. Games Day was good)

Friday, August 13, 2004


Hitchhiking home is an option for a few of us 

I was thinking of doing that. I've always wanted to give it a shot. A few games of 20 questions and maybe a few sexual favours and BAM! you're home. And you get to meet interesting people with intersting fetishes. It's something you can modify and insert into a novel of some kind.


stressin' 

So guys. I'm gonna go into a calling frenzy sometime soon... so if you don't post your lack of vehicle news here, you'll hear from me soon anyway. So far we've got the Matt-drive option + bus ride home, and we've had a few suggestions... like the Meyers-asking-his-parents-for-a-rented-vehicle option. Of course, we would all help pay for this. So yeah. I'm getting a little antsy here... seeing as we have one week to get this sorted out.

Also, I want your opinions on the food situation. Should we all be assigned food items and bring them in coolers? OR should we bring empty coolers and go on a grocery shopping trip to cover all the bases, and then get ice? It seems like the easier option really, even if we're all still going to be assigned food items to pick and pay for. Lemme know if I'm making good sense here, kay?

Tents: So Matt's bringing the big one, and I'm bringing my smaller one/ Laura might bring her slightly bigger tent. If Maddy wants to be in the girls-smaller tent, she is welcome. BUT, it's gonna be a tight fit... cause.. it's small. It'll work and we'll all fit, but ... it just... won't be any mansion type thing.. Um but if she does decide to bunk with el boys in el big tent, I suggest you two keep it PG for everyone else's sake, even if there IS a room divider. Just stating the obvious because I'm in a good position to do so.

One more thing: ok, grills and campsite tools and chairs and line and whatever. How about we just say that you should bring anything you think might benefit the campsite. I will tell Laura to bring her grill, so if anything, we have a grill for sure. In fact, I will call her right now to ask her to bring it. She will most likely bring everything including the kitchen sink anyway, but just so we all can sleep a little better, I will do that right now.

Call me if you're troubled. Don't be silly, you have my number.

oh man. one damn week left.

Thursday, August 12, 2004


Gamesday Gonna Rock 

Gamesday is sure to be a blast. We get in, play games all day, and at the end... FREE STUFF! Bags of it! I'm going to take a wagon with me! I refuse to actually purchase anyu of the overpriced knick knacks Games Workshop sells, but I'll be damned if I'm going to refuse whole bags of free goodies.

I've been playing Thief: The Dark Project. Being the original, it should hardly surprise me that it's the best, but damn, the story and atmosphere in this game are just plain tasty.

Oddly enough, I haven't touched Morrowind in weeks. I've been distracted. I'll likely start over with a perfected character. My last one had notable flaws that I don't want to hop back into. I really like short blades, because wakizashis make me happy as happy can be, but dammit, they just don't do enough DAMAGE per hit, even if they are fast weapons. Glass swords enchanted to burn your enemy to death are clearly the way to go. Though, I'll keep the daedric wakizashi I'm bound to find. Short blades are still good for assassination in close quarters. Walk into the target's house, talk to him, befreind him, get him to really like you (this increases your speech skill). Then walk behind him (increasing your sneak skill), stab him in the back ten times (increasing your short blades skill), jump to the streets from his second story window (increases acrobatics skill) and run off with his belongings (athletics skill). And get PAID for it as well. Then buy stuff from friendly merchants (there's that speech skill again!) and convince him that his goods aren't actually worth what he's charging (mercantile skill). This game is sweet. Now I want to play it again, more than ever. My mind can be a little eratic around video games.

I think I'll go play some.

Tuesday, August 10, 2004


*insert angels singing here* 

Matt... you're half of my saviour. I say jump on this opportunity the first chance you get; if we have to, we'll send you guys home on the bus. (That would be cheaper: one way? yo.) but let's still try to get a drive home/both ways. Who have I not pestered? Jacob? Maddy? Sam? I'm lookin' at you guys. Also, Neil: whatever happened to that car idea you were telling Ben? ie, being able to borrow a car from family? remind me.

Dave, my friend. I think I am your saviour. Where is this photo hosting serive account you need me to hack? Also, I have Ben's killbear number if you want to eliminate the middle man (suggested, cause I'm a busy mofo). 1-705-342-7210. Ask for a guy named Ben. He can hook you up. ALSO, I have a new photo hosting solution: photobucket.com Do it. all night. Yeah.

So guess who started talking to me again the other day? Yeah that's right, none other than J'aime Tambeur, the drummer from the Unicorns. Yeah. Exactly. and HE started talking to ME. PLUS, he apologized when I confronted him about not calling me that one time a few months ago. Finally victory is mine. err, over an egotistical musician, that is. muahahaha.. soon I will dominate them all!!! Yarrr.

oh lordy.. I have a sudden urge to dye my hair RIGHTNOW!!!...

TO BE CONTINUED.....

Monday, August 09, 2004


Alright funky peeps. 

One of you with Ben's phone number at Killbear, give it to me. Shirin, I'm looking at you. The free image hosting went kablooey and I'm going to need to find somewhere else to dump our thoopid pictures, but more importantly I need the username and password to get our thoopid pictures.

E-mail is dave at citizenlab dot org, or get me on MSN to the_last_ghetto_astronaut at hotmail (don't send e-mail to the Hotmail address as I don't ever check it).

Lates people.


I might have a van 

My parents have changed their travel plans slightly. I might have a van and a driver available on the 19th, but not on the 21st, so I can't help with the getting home.

Sunday, August 08, 2004


well -I- feel uninvited. 

So anyways. This is where I start to get really pissy, ok? So prove your damn selves and pull a magic trick. I don't care if all you can find are five scooters to get up to Killbear, we'll take your extra baggage. I'm sure there are side routes you can take. Maybe we could even tow you. Look, the only reason I'm getting on youse guyses cases is cause we've got just under two weeks to get this shit together. Guys I'm seriously scared here. I don't think anyone wants to have to pay for more transportation than two vehicles... (cause I do think we should pay a little for gas or something because geeze, these drivers are putting up with us for like four hours? honestly they deserve a little lovin'.)

So yeah. pretend I'm God. build me an ark? someone???


The screaming girl was hilarious 

I really couldn't tell if she was joking around or if she was genuinely pissed at us. Either way she was funny. Peter and I actually went out later and dragged her and Emily back home. She apparently lost a sock at some point. Drunken adventures make good stories, sometimes.

Peter and I also made a plan to use a robot to explode a car bomb at the U.S. border. Before it exploded, it would say. "Greetings officer, my name is explosive unit ZERO ZERO ONE!" It would then explode in a shower of car parts, fire, blood and paint.

That's almost as good as my Wang Dynasty idea. Giant Golden space wangs rock.

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