******WELL, THE DAY HAS COME!******
Good luck to the Hza tomorrow as he exchanges vows and receives, for the long haul, Mrs. Hza.
Congratulations go out to the Hza for getting married!
Good luck to everyone tomorrow.... General, remember, just nod your head.
More to come?
Thursday, February 26, 2004
***NEW TEST SHOWS THAT I'M A BLUE DEMON LOOKING THING***
There was supposed to be a picture of Nightcrawler here from liquid generation's page, and from the test I took to see which superhero I was. Amusingly enough, I was Nightcrawler. However, when I attempted to move the link, it kept screwing up, so instead of fixing it, I thought I'd just tell everyone and continue with life.
Yeah. I dunno. I thought it was pretty funny.
Good luck to everyone tonight as we practice for the real thing on Saturday!
More to come...
Tuesday, February 24, 2004
*****BACHELOR PARTY EXTRAVAGANZA!!!******
Regarding last Saturday nights romp through shakejoints and debauchery...
I just couldn't have said it better myself!
Also, there are certain pictures locked away in certain offices... unfortunately not mine by any means... should anyone ever attempt to run for office, of the groom-to-be being beaten by strippers and of the birthday boy having his under-roo's ripped to shreds (but, man, that blonde was H-O-T!). Good times! Good times!
At least no one offered up one of them as a sacrifice to the Chair o' Pain at the X.T.C. where they would (literally) have been flogged into submission by fat chicks. Hoorah!
More to come...
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
**UH-OH! GUESS WHO MADE IT ONLINE?***
Finally, after all this time, I'm online. Not from Bubba's, not from anywhere else, but from our nice, quaint little apartment in the back of the woods! Wow. I forgot how nice it is to be online in the safety of your own home. Now I can write about all the weird things that happen and not have to worry that someone is looking over my shoulder at any given point... well... except maybe Kris. But hey! That's alright. As long as I don't write anything about our relationship everything should be cool. Yes, she's looking over my shoulder as we speak. Hoorah!
More to come...
***********HOW GOOFY IS THIS?**********
Wow. Just when I thought law enforcement couldn't get any more desperate...
I thought this would've been in Williamson County from the sounds of it...
C'mon... let the lady sell some motion lotion and get off her back.
More to come...
Monday, February 09, 2004
******THE CAR IS THE ONE RING!!!*******
Three rings for the Elven Kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf Lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for mortal men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
in the Land of Mordor (we'll just say Olympiad) where the Shadows lie,
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
Dude, the 1990 Lincoln Towncar is the One Ring that drives all men mad! Not only has it driven one of my best friends mad with lust for the power of the Lincoln, it's now driving my mother and step-father mad! They all want the Lincoln! They want to know why it's not in top performance, or why I haven't given it to them to work on, or why it's not in their possession! You want to know why it's not working in top performance?! BECAUSE I HAVEN'T HAD THE GODDAMN MONEY TO WORK ON IT YET!!!!! I have to pay for rent, pay off my VISA, pay on bills and groceries and fines and other crap that is NEEDED!
Thus, to end the madness and to keep the Lincoln, the One Ring, safe and out of the hands of madmen like Toungate and my mother and step-father... I've decided to rent a garage at our apartment complex where the car can be safe until I have the money to work on the car. I have the time, I just don't have the resources... yet. Come next month, I will automatically have an extra $650 in my pocket, since this is the last month that I have to pay on VISA. Then the car will be fully operational. If anyone gets anything, it's going to be that cursed truck that I've had to fight with for the last few years.
Man, the way these people are acting, it's making me act weird too! That car's going into hiding. I don't get calls from Aron Toungate asking to hang out or catch a movie or anything... it's all about the car. Guess what? You're not getting the car, you're getting the truck. My mother and step-father want to know why they're not getting the car... because they really want the car.... Hey, guess what? You want the car? Make me a trade for it! Give me the Oldsmobile and I'll make a trade. Why won't I let John work on the car? Because there's a 69 VW Bug sitting in the driveway that can't even MAKE IT AROUND THE BLOCK!
So, no. Nobody needs to worry about the car anymore. It'll be just fine in my hands. Call me Gollum... freakin' weirdos.
My precious....
More to come
Wednesday, February 04, 2004
******I HATE COCKROACHES....********
When I was helping the Nightmare Factory team move from their location from Ben White to their new location in Buda, while tearing down a wall from the office we learned that it was literally infested with cockroaches... which in turn, made me scream like a little girl and run from the building. Throughout the course of the day I was taunted with a alien tail (think facehugger from the movie Aliens) on the back of the neck, which made me jump about 8 feet in the air, and once again run screaming from the building... Needless to say, I hate cockroaches. Whatever you want to call them, waterbugs, giant black hissing things, either way... they're all cockroaches. Anything that is going to outlive me through a nuclear holocaust is just disturbing.
So, since my birthday is coming up, ie., Valentine's day, let me tell you what I do not want from my girlfriend...
Not a good way to say `I love you'.. at least to me it's not...
Weirdo's....
More to come....
