Friday, February 27, 2004
RPG!!!
Shameless Self-Promotion!
ahem.... I'm currently playing a game Andy/Eaglie had showed online the other day. It involves turn-based strategy. So I am asking for you to sign up for my army. I need your help. Only you can fight off...um....The....Other guys. I dunno.
For info: KingsofChaos.com
To join my Army: Join Today!
To Andy/Eaglie: Sorry, but I need a bigger army and by doing this, you too will also have a bigger army.
To ALL: Yes, I know. I'm a nerd. No wait, I'm a geek; nerds are smart.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Sunday, February 22, 2004
Last excerpt, I promise. I just find it hilarious how he writes about the strangest topics and explains them in an absurd manner.
"Sure, Bubba, just like they tell you in church. Safe Passage. To meet St. Peter, up there at the gate, golden streets guarded by U.S. Marines. Yessir. Hog Heaven, Fat City, The Big Rock Candy Mountain, everything you ever wanted, a steady level of bliss and easy living, nothing weird or dangerous.
But heaven will not be for everybody. Many will not make the cut, many will be culled out, ripped away from the herd, as queer and filthy sheep are grabbed and plucked from the flock by God’s shepherds and plunged into sheep dip.
All animals will go to heaven or hell, including sheep. Anybody who thinks there won’t be sheep and cobras and hyenas in hell is due for a shock. All animals will be treated equally in hell, just like they are in the U.S. Marines. A pit bull with rabies from Denver will get the same treatment as Richard Nixon...There is no sleep in hell. Every morning at sunrise a U.S. Marine will come around to your hideout and shit on your chest. Guinea Worms will sprout from your flesh. Your sons will be adopted by the Marquis de Sade and you daughters will be placed in the care of the Clinton family."
--- excerpt from Better Than Sex, Hunter S. Thompson
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"Sure, Bubba, just like they tell you in church. Safe Passage. To meet St. Peter, up there at the gate, golden streets guarded by U.S. Marines. Yessir. Hog Heaven, Fat City, The Big Rock Candy Mountain, everything you ever wanted, a steady level of bliss and easy living, nothing weird or dangerous.
But heaven will not be for everybody. Many will not make the cut, many will be culled out, ripped away from the herd, as queer and filthy sheep are grabbed and plucked from the flock by God’s shepherds and plunged into sheep dip.
All animals will go to heaven or hell, including sheep. Anybody who thinks there won’t be sheep and cobras and hyenas in hell is due for a shock. All animals will be treated equally in hell, just like they are in the U.S. Marines. A pit bull with rabies from Denver will get the same treatment as Richard Nixon...There is no sleep in hell. Every morning at sunrise a U.S. Marine will come around to your hideout and shit on your chest. Guinea Worms will sprout from your flesh. Your sons will be adopted by the Marquis de Sade and you daughters will be placed in the care of the Clinton family."
--- excerpt from Better Than Sex, Hunter S. Thompson
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Saturday, February 21, 2004
This is something to be proud of:
You are a true Chicagoan! You've probably lived
here for a long time, or are thoroughly
obsessed with the city and its history.
Congratulations! Maybe you should run for
office.
Are You a True Chicagoan?
brought to you by Quizilla
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You are a true Chicagoan! You've probably lived
here for a long time, or are thoroughly
obsessed with the city and its history.
Congratulations! Maybe you should run for
office.
Are You a True Chicagoan?
brought to you by Quizilla
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Friday, February 20, 2004
"This is the way it works in big-time politics. Deny everything. Never plead guilty. What marijuana? Fuck you, I'm innocent, and you're not....
Which is usually true, in this league. It was Adolf Hitler who got credit for saying "a lie repeated often enough becomes the truth." (probably it was Winston Churchill who said that, or maybe Franklin Roosevelt. Who knows? Churchill was a natural-born liar, and Roosevelt was a serious paraplegic who won four straight campaigns for the presidency of the United States while sitting in a wheelchair that was never mentioned to the voters. It was like Michael Jordan winning the NBA scoring title for six straight years while using a wooden leg, or Stephen Hawking winning a sprint medal in the Olympics.)
The moral of this story is that more people in wheelchairs should run for president- along with dope smokers who don't inhale and sex fiends who gave up sex for politics."
--- excerpt from Better Than Sex, Hunter S. Thompson
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Which is usually true, in this league. It was Adolf Hitler who got credit for saying "a lie repeated often enough becomes the truth." (probably it was Winston Churchill who said that, or maybe Franklin Roosevelt. Who knows? Churchill was a natural-born liar, and Roosevelt was a serious paraplegic who won four straight campaigns for the presidency of the United States while sitting in a wheelchair that was never mentioned to the voters. It was like Michael Jordan winning the NBA scoring title for six straight years while using a wooden leg, or Stephen Hawking winning a sprint medal in the Olympics.)
The moral of this story is that more people in wheelchairs should run for president- along with dope smokers who don't inhale and sex fiends who gave up sex for politics."
--- excerpt from Better Than Sex, Hunter S. Thompson
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Tuesday, February 17, 2004
Strangers In The Night - Frank Sinatra
Strangers in the night
exchanging glances
Wond’ring in the night
What were the chances
we’d be sharing love
Before the night was through.
Something in your eyes
was so inviting,
Something in your smile
was so exciting,
Something in my heart,
Told me I must have you.
Strangers in the night,
two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment
When we said our first hello.
Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away and -
Ever since that night
we’ve been together.
Lovers at first sight,
in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night.
Everytime I hear this song, I think of one person, Octavio from the movie Scarface. He didn't need to die. He was just a guy trying to make a living. Wait, am I alone in this? I guess so. Rent the damn movie!
...Also....I found out a secret....
...
...
get closer...
...
...
...
a little closer...
...
...
...
a bit more...
...
...
HEY ARTHUR, I KNOW YOU FOUND MY BLOG!!! I HOPE MY LIFE IS INTERESTING TO READ YOU SOON TO BE CASTRATED FUCKER!!!
But then again, it is on the internet for everyone to read so I shouldn't get angry. But still.... (shakes fist!)
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Strangers in the night
exchanging glances
Wond’ring in the night
What were the chances
we’d be sharing love
Before the night was through.
Something in your eyes
was so inviting,
Something in your smile
was so exciting,
Something in my heart,
Told me I must have you.
Strangers in the night,
two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment
When we said our first hello.
Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away and -
Ever since that night
we’ve been together.
Lovers at first sight,
in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night.
Everytime I hear this song, I think of one person, Octavio from the movie Scarface. He didn't need to die. He was just a guy trying to make a living. Wait, am I alone in this? I guess so. Rent the damn movie!
...Also....I found out a secret....
...
...
get closer...
...
...
...
a little closer...
...
...
...
a bit more...
...
...
HEY ARTHUR, I KNOW YOU FOUND MY BLOG!!! I HOPE MY LIFE IS INTERESTING TO READ YOU SOON TO BE CASTRATED FUCKER!!!
But then again, it is on the internet for everyone to read so I shouldn't get angry. But still.... (shakes fist!)
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Sunday, February 15, 2004
Valentine's Day was interesting. I took Sarah to a vegan restaurant up north. As most of you know, nothing makes me happier than spicy Korean food. I'm lying. I don't have time to type an exaggerated account of the day so instead I'm summing it up quickly.
Before the day was over, Sarah gave me the Greatest Gift I could have expected. I know what you're thinking. No! It wasn't sex. It was
Better than Sex
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Before the day was over, Sarah gave me the Greatest Gift I could have expected. I know what you're thinking. No! It wasn't sex. It was
Better than Sex
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Tuesday, February 10, 2004
Sunday, February 08, 2004
HURRAY!
I finally built the fucker that's been bringing down my GPA last semester. My independent research project is back on track (or finally on track, depending on who you ask.) My dad, my uncle and I went to the basement with a 2x4, case of beer and a piece of dry toast and left with a respectable project, a fixed lawn mower and 4 lawn chairs; Mexican ingenuity in action.
Thanks to my uncle for bringing some much needed supplies. We asked him to get us some bike parts and he came by with 2 large bicycles, a child's bike, a back wheel from an adult bike, bicycle chain parts, a television, 2 VCRs and a DVD player. WHERE DOES HE GET ALL THIS STUFF? Oh wait, I don't want to know. Nevermind.
Also, Andrew, you are a traitorous monster for turning your back on the ever holy blogspot! How dare you! It raised you like a child. I have no choice but to name you
Villain of the Day
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I finally built the fucker that's been bringing down my GPA last semester. My independent research project is back on track (or finally on track, depending on who you ask.) My dad, my uncle and I went to the basement with a 2x4, case of beer and a piece of dry toast and left with a respectable project, a fixed lawn mower and 4 lawn chairs; Mexican ingenuity in action.
Thanks to my uncle for bringing some much needed supplies. We asked him to get us some bike parts and he came by with 2 large bicycles, a child's bike, a back wheel from an adult bike, bicycle chain parts, a television, 2 VCRs and a DVD player. WHERE DOES HE GET ALL THIS STUFF? Oh wait, I don't want to know. Nevermind.
Also, Andrew, you are a traitorous monster for turning your back on the ever holy blogspot! How dare you! It raised you like a child. I have no choice but to name you
Villain of the Day
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Wednesday, February 04, 2004
I should be doing a lot of work now, but like always, I am more interested in everything else. It's not easy drawing God. Not something you can do in a day. Maybe if I had a week...wait, I did have a week. Fuck it, whatever.
I have nothing interesting to write so instead I am linking to a HST story. The last story I linked to was months ago and I don't think anyone read that one. I would be an idiot to think people would read this story. But hey, maybe you're procrastinating too. So put up your feet and read the story of Mr. Thompson going to Elko and meeting a Judge and 2 prostitutes. An adventure arises as they travel around in a horrible storm.
Fear and Loathing in Elko
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I have nothing interesting to write so instead I am linking to a HST story. The last story I linked to was months ago and I don't think anyone read that one. I would be an idiot to think people would read this story. But hey, maybe you're procrastinating too. So put up your feet and read the story of Mr. Thompson going to Elko and meeting a Judge and 2 prostitutes. An adventure arises as they travel around in a horrible storm.
Fear and Loathing in Elko
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