Happy Halloween! Because I couldn't
Happy Halloween!
Because I couldn't wait for Halloween here it is. Scroll around and find a few hidden things.
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October 28, 2003
October 27, 2003
Irish Coffee, easy on the
Irish Coffee, easy on the coffee!
If you like this, lets plan a trip to The House Of Blues in Chicago on 3/13/2004.
October 23, 2003
Great job. It was a
Great job. It was a pleasure to read something so well written
I wrote a 13 page paper for my writing class and today was my workshop day. Everybody took my paper home and make edited it. Then today in class we went over it and people told me what they thought. One girl said it made her cry, another said the descriptions were so good she had her friends read them. After class another girl stopped me and said the quote from above. Today I feel like a writer.
October 16, 2003
Now, that is a big
Now, that is a big trunk. It holds a tuba, a suitcase, a dead dog, and a garment bag almost perfectly.
I love helping people move. There's something about moving couches and beds and heavy boxes that I like. Yesterday I helped Mark's girlfriend and her roommate move. We packed up a U-haul and moved them across town. I chose to ride in the back with all the cargo. I was a little nervous at first but by the time the trip ended I had settled down on top of an entertainment center with my back against a bookshelf. I also rummaged around until I found a food box and got out a bag of chips. Then I got a free dinner at Steak and Shake for helping. Helping people move is so much fun.
October 13, 2003
Interviewer: Well, can you... blow
Interviewer: Well, can you... blow up the world?
Tick: Egad! I hope not! That's where I keep all my stuff!
Remember The Tick? I sure do and let me tell you, he was great.
October 12, 2003
I'm gonna clean up. I'm
I'm gonna clean up. I'm gonna set this world on fire!
Sarah and Bryan are comming home! This Friday I'll be driving them up to Potterville from Kalamazoo and we're having a bonfire. You're all invited. Except you there in the back. No not you the guy to your left. Thats right him. Why? Because I just don't like you. I'll see everyone else on Friday.
Woody: Jack Frost nipping at
Woody: Jack Frost nipping at your toes, Mr. Peterson?
Norm: Yeah, now let's get Joe Beer nipping at my liver.
According to this I have not even filled a bathtub yet, but I'm close. And I could have bought .04 Ferraris.
October 11, 2003
Party like a rockstar. Kick
Party like a rockstar. Kick a little ass
I was at dirty little microbrewery last night rocking out with some local bands and found myself talking to a drunken philosopher. He spent some time trying to explain to me the similarities between Aristotle and some guy who liked to talk about ping pong. Before that obsessed with furthering the redistribution of goods. He did this by handing out small amounts of popcorn to everyone sitting around us. He was simultaneously one of the smartest men I've ever met and the drunkest. That made for a very entertaining combination. When he went to the bathroom his girlfriend apologized repeatedly to us for his actions. She didn’t kneed to apologize to me because I was having fun. Later in the evening, when everyone but me was drunk, I got to drive Jenny's Volkswagen around Kalamazoo. I think I did quite well seeing as I can't remember the last time I drove a stick.
October 09, 2003
You know, Skittlebrau Because Kalamazoo
You know, Skittlebrau
Because Kalamazoo has a severe shortage of Duff beer right now, I need to know what kind of beer you think would work best for Skittlebrau?
October 08, 2003
Got any of that beer
Got any of that beer that has candy floating in it? You know, Skittlebrau?
I'm sitting here doing a little schoolwork and suddenly Skittlebrau sounds good. I don't know why but it really does. I think I'm going to have to make some tonight. Oh yeah, and damn you republicans for undermining the electoral process and voting Arnold into office. Legal and ethical are two different things my friend. Now, where's my Skittlebrau?
October 01, 2003
first thing you need
first thing you need is a name. Then you'll know what kind of band you've got.
I've been hanging out with the guys from a band called Something by Friday lately. Last Friday we were sitting in a bar killing time before they went on stage and I started to complain that the zip-tie on my wrist, showing I was over 21, was on too tight. Their lead guitarist offered to cut it off for me and in doing so sliced his hand something fierce and broke a glass with his knuckles. The bleeding wouldn't stop so he had to play with a bloody hand all night. I felt pretty bad about it, but then I cut my own hand cutting off Sarah's zip-tie. Good times.