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Thursday, February 27, 2003
From p0pcult's blog:
Herculean Efforts
Well, I made the UFT's newspaper today. Check out the link here.
It's about time I was compared to a figure from Greek mythology.
Yeah, you and the fat kid from Nutty Professor.
Mwahaha, BOMB.
But seriously, the article about Drew on the UFT website is golden, even if he really is more of an Apollo than a Hercules. Rock on, Drew.
Wanna listen to some raunchy beats? Check out the Smut Peddlers.
3:26 PM
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
CMinusRocks: there's a story on, you guessed it, fox news about some guy in westchester who tried to lure a young boy online into a meeting
CMinusRocks: but, of course, the young boy was really an undercover cop
CMinusRocks: these kinds of things happen every once in a while.... which made me realize
CMinusRocks: there are full time cops who sit around on the internet all day, pretending to be little boys, have dirty conversations with messed up pedophiles
CMinusRocks: what a weird weird job
p0pcult: i was gonna be one
p0pcult: but i did TFA instead
CMinusRocks: hahahaha
p0pcult: seriously
Anyway, that cop has a really disturbing job.
So, turns out the band with no name has a show at the Charleston in B-Burg a week from Friday. (Actual date: March 7) We practiced last night and for some reason we started to sound solid... or maybe my ear plugs were in too far. And, the band with no name has a potential name: The Tastics. We were against the whole "The ____" phenomenon, but I somehow stumbled across the word fantastic while surfing and I thought it would be hilarious. That, and Ed wanted our name to be "The Mantastic Four" which was just completely unacceptable. Of course, he says, "When you hear the name, you don't know what to think! Are they fantastic? Mantastic? Who knows??" Thanks Ed.
Check out the reviews for the Charleson and come prepared to appease the bar owner & bartender despite their wacky ways.
Oh, my friend Joe from D-town got in a car wreck. Watch out for them automobiles... mighty bit dangerous these days. Luckily he was only a bit bruised.
4.4 more inches of snow, and we will set a February snowfall record for the city of New York. "Hey Joey, it's like fuckin' nature n'shit."
And another cool thing to check out.
7:41 PM
Monday, February 24, 2003
Took a break from ye olde internette last weekend to go skiing in Vermont at Mt. Snow. The skiing was great on Friday and Saturday, but we didn't even make it on the hill Sunday due to nasty rain and an unfortunate flat tire/cracked rim. T-Sparls was in full effect during the trip, buying dinners, expensive wine, and a posh bed'n'breakfast suite. We stayed at the Snow Goose Country Inn and the food was d-licious.
On an unrelated note, does it infuriate you that it seems the anti-war movement has absolutely no influence on the decisions made by our country's leaders? Check this out if you doubt the strength of the peace movement.
And on the most unrelated of notes, the band with no name now suddenly has a show in Brooklyn in 2 weeks. I guess we better start practicing, or something...
8:40 PM
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
Wait, was monday supposed to be a busy day?? The SNOW had something to say about that.
The city was an amazing sight. SUVs completely burried by snow plows. Gigantic snowdrifts at intersections. Business owners shoveled little footpaths down the sidewalk. People walked in single file lines. Entering or exiting a subway station was like digging out from an avalanche. Snow stuffed the stairwells to the stations, and people grabbed the handrails like safety ropes.
Jackie and I sat in a small deli eating bagels for breakfast. Outside we watched people slip on an icey curb outside. One person slipped.... then another in the same spot. That women came into the store and asked the clerk to spread some salt. We sat watching at 6 more people slipped. Finally, I went to the clerk and offered to spread the salt for him, because the curb was a serious hazard. I guess that was the impetus, and he sent out a delivery boy to do the job. The poor guy slipped trying to salt it!
We unscrewed the deck from my balance board (resembles a skateboard deck) and headed down to Riverside Park. Where else would you go on such a day! The park was a madhouse: parents pulling kids along in sleds, dogs with nylon dogboots chasing each other, adolescents hurling snowballs at each other, frat boys racing URH bins down the sledding hills, the ultimate team sledding face first on their bellies while wearing industrial garbage bags.... A couple other kids had removed the trucks from their skateboards. My roommate Jeremy and his girlfriend Bonnie made a sled out of a cardboard box from Ikea furnture wrapped in a plastic bag and lots of duct tape. It worked great! Actually, one of the best sleds was a sheet of foam core, go figure.
Some folks built a lip, and the wipeouts came a'plenty. Duke showed us all how it's done, sledding face first on his stomach, hitting the jump and landing feet first. At the end of the day, ultimate psychos were hitting the jump and catching a disc midair. Superb! Imagine getting punched in the stomach and then catching a disc imediately aftewards, and then slamming facefirst into the ground. That's what it felt like... what champs!
After thawing a bit, Jackie and I made it a total snow day by catching a flick. Shanghai Knights! Oh, what an anachronistic view of history... and Jackie Chan is getting quite old. But with such a dashing sidekick as Owen Wilson, and one liners like, "I hear it's ass soup over there, lots of pretty ladies," you know you probably should have smoked beforehand.
11:58 AM
Sunday, February 16, 2003
Of course, the first potential snow day of the year happens during vacation… Either way, it’s a day off! Might go to Barney’s and buy a suit with Jackie, might have band practice, might eat dinner with Georgia, might go to heavy metal karaoke at Arlene Grocery. Busy busy busy.
Last night was the party celebrating the culmination of the 4th annual Columbia winter league. It was the rowdy release we were all looking for. Highlights:
Chuck landsharks to the tune HAPPY HOUR
200 jello shots (gone)
1 keg (kicked)
2 massive beer runs
Beer money fundraising speech by yours truly
Girls beat boys in a boatrace. (Uptown Local, I will chastise you later.)
Jess got naked, and I threw his clothes out the window.
Later, we run naked in the EC courtyard in the 15 degree weather.
Quarterbounce, shotgunning, freakdancin’
Tom’s at 5am
It was one of THOSE parties.
Sidenote: Stoops suggested to me the other day that the quality of the Simpsons has been stumbling as of late. My gut reaction was to reject his argument outright. After tonight’s 300th episode, however, I’m starting to agree with him. I chuckled, but did not laugh. The 3rd episode of the night came through with the 7 Sisters parody. Yeah Barnard girls (sorry Jackie…).
Sled’m if you got’m.
7:25 PM
Friday, February 14, 2003
Discovered a new territory underneath Riverside while running with Drew today. We went on the road that goes to Fairway, but we continued north. Usually, I'm in a car and turn left to get on the freeway. Today we came down that road from the north. It's a spooky place. You can't really see it on a map, because the maps usually just deal with upper Riverside. Anyway, if you need whack somebody, that's definitely a fitting place. Adventurous at dusk, but probably a very scary place at night.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Get a 40 of Ballantine Ale and go around saying, "Will you be my Ballantine?!?!" in a screechy voice.
5:18 PM
Wednesday, February 12, 2003
Soulseek is BACK.
Two more days of yelling at kids until sweet, sweet release. V-day with J-O, W-league, Mt-snow, M-jane, T-sparls...
Ok, time to go download some disco house..... for the same reason that a dog licks himself. Why? See Jess' blob.
If French toast is not what you desire, I will find another nationality of toast that suits you.
8:09 PM
Tuesday, February 11, 2003
Every year in February a thought comes to me....
Next winter I will get a flu shot in November.
My favorite p2p app, Soulseek, has been shut down for the past week or so. I have been sorely missing my Soulseek access, especially when Drew keeps reminding me to download the new Supreme Beings of Leisure album. Apparently, some no-name no-talent techno/house/trance/dub[dud] act called Sapphirecut accused Soulseek of illegal filesharing, and through the confusion of web hosting resellers and middlemen Soulseek's main server was shut down without a chance to file a counter-injunction. You can read about the controversy here:
Napjunk Forums
The comments in this discussion thread have been refreshingly, and surprisingly, positive. I expected to hear the trolls scream, "Die! Sapphirecut! Die!" Most of the posters would rather just let this minor setback pass, and the true DJs in the forum have agreed to boycott the Sapphirecut singles and not spin them. Well, I just hope no one hacks into the Sapphirecut website like I hacked into the Columbia Men's Rugby page and made their site come up on gay porn searches. Mwahahahaha, I'm such an evil genius!!
So, now Soulseek is just waiting for the paperwork for a new server to be completed. Having previously worked for a web hosting reseller, I can say that it be up and running by mid March.... as soon as that blue and red dingleberry tower is 4 feet tall.
werd.
2:42 PM
Sunday, February 09, 2003
Still looking for a band name... so far Ed want "The Awesomes," but that's too silly for me. I'm partial to "Good Better Best" or "The Smash Up." I guess the band name search will end in the wee hours of a saturday morning when something f'ing stupid happens.
Feeling sick, I went to sleep at 7pm last night and slept until 8am this morning. I really have no idea what to do with myself at 8am on a weekend. So, I sat around coughing and reading craigslist (again). I was reading the Missed Connections section. It's amazing how a section of short personal blurbs can at once be so hopeful and hopeless at the same time. The hope with which some people post is refreshing - but most of it just makes you cringe. For example:
Reply to: anon-8554013@craigslist.org
Date: Sun Feb 9 00:25:16 2003
...you were playing rock, paper, scissors with your daughter and i thought you had to be the sexiest mom I've ever encountered. You brightened my morning....i wanted to say hi...
Anonymous milf-fetish posted FREE for your voyeuristic side to read on a sunday morning. Sure beats the Times when your brain is in no condition to put itself to good use.
Some people on this message board even try to arrange places for singles to meet. I think the first car of the F train is the F Train Cafe or something. Oh the plight of the new york city single.
Jackie and I went to the West End the other night. Oh me oh my, has the 'Stend changed! The basement has pieces that resembled furniture, and the gigantic stage blocks were gone. Instead, a band played on the floor with PA speakers behind them. A line of couches went all the way behind the band, and c-sparls ripoff backlit fabric hung from the ceiling. The West End basement has become quite an intimate venue. Maybe I'll play there again sometime.... maybe NOT.
Oh yeah, some gigantic bouncer with no neck went around the show checking id's. He got to me and said, "Ok, let's go."
"Excuse me??"
"Let's go, I can't take this."
"This is a state issued Michigan drivers license!"
"No, the girl before you had the same one, but hers said DRIVERS LICENSE in big red letters. Yours doesn't say DRIVERS LICENSE. Don't argue with me. Take it up with the manager if you have a problem."
"Oh I most certainly will!"
I was probably the oldest person in that room. Those jackasses let so many fakes pass, they have forgotten what a real id looks like. (Mine says operator license in black letters. It does not say DRIVERS LICENSE in red crayon.) I went up to the manager, threw a handful of legit id's at him, and went back downstairs just to watch 2 minutes more of the show before we booked out of there. Fucking West End. We once took A-Ross's 15 year old sister there and split a pitcher.
Time to play that turnover game, I mean winter league ultimate.
7:51 AM
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