Thursday, October 31, 2002


Re: RI

Or maybe that should be Re-RI as I'm going back to Rhode Island. I don't know if it's gonna be 3 days or 8 so I'll see you when I see you. And to you-know-who (who's also going to be out of town this week) call me!!! :-) Please! Pretty please? With sugar and chocolate on top?

Btw, Happy Halloween folks- I shall now make myself disappear. <*POOF!*>
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Monday, October 28, 2002


Sobriety

"You can lead me to a bar, but you can't make me drink" is pretty much gonna be my motto I think. Meaning I'm rarely ever gonna drink. It's also a pretty good lifelong metaphor for me in a few ways.

And lucky for me- it's Sunday so they weren't selling any booze today! YAY!
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Sunday, October 27, 2002


Singings

I knew there was a reason I liked Weird Al's version of "Happy Birthday" so much! It's cuz I just canNOT STAND the *&$^@ &%*@%$* traditional one!!! I hate it!

Fortunately (???) the Pokémon and sigs etc figured this out last night and did their own versions:


Seanpuff: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, your culture is lacking, happy birthday to you!"
(a not-so-subtle hint I take it? or a joke?...ok that's wishful thinking)

Ianpuff: "Happy birthday to you, congratulations to you, I'd deliver to you a monologue, if my mouth wasn't all of cake!"
(somebody's hungry)

Hamillpuff: "Happy birthday to you, you've called up the zoo, we're not home now leave message, and 50 bucks too!"
(he's been trying to reprogram the answering machine again)

Ewanpuff: "Good morning to you, time for early morn' brew, I hear someone spiked it, like that matters now... true?"
(FALSE! Sorry Ewanpuff)

Hot ROddish: "[Happy birthday to you, happy trails to you, I know we drive you crazy, but you drive us nuts too!]"
(well we already knew tha- HEY! Ok ok I see the pun there... he's decided he likes walnuts for some reason lately)

PeterPika: "[Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, have pumpkin will travel, just don't get in stews.]"
(ah, the wisdom of our youth)

Wiggly-tough: "[Happy birthday to you, yes this age is true, it will get you in trouble, if you don't look it too.]"
(no one can guess my age by looking at me)

Jedichu: "Happy birthday to you, from Pokémon crew, we want a new year or two.................. to spend time with you!"
(I guess Alice ain't that bad a unofficial padawan after all!)

ng sig: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, .significance is important, thankfully you've got it too."
(what a relief)

Gaksig: "Happy birthday to you, you own the whole zoo, your chimp is a monkey, and he farts like one too! <gakfart>"
(I miss gak... but that fart wasn't necessary)

Pennysig: "Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, don't spend your last dollar, cuz I'd like my cut too."
(she's having money troubles again since bill hasn't been around)

SithWarSig: "Happy Birthday to you, you certified RASSM loon, the factions won't ever agree, so just enjoy the show!!!"
(wise advice)

Sithsig: "Happy birthday to you, like that matters to you, you stopped keeping track of time, cuz you're tardy already!"
(huh? I miss something again? Dangit. Sheesh no one ever tells me anything...)

DarthDoc sig "Happy birthday to you, it could be your last too, you're sure to die sooner, cuz you're long overdue."
(such a morbid Sithly sig...I think it needs counseling)

Puffsig: "Jiggly jigglypuff, jig-ig-l-y-puff! Puff puff jigg-l-y-puffster, jiggly jigglypuff!"
(I'm NOT translating that one!)

<AMWA sig sings Weird Al's version, as always>

<RASSM sig tries to sing the Life Day song but doesn't know the words>

Headless Horseman: " ..... ........ .. ..., ..... ........ .. ..., <head fades in> please don't do anything foolish, cuz you have a good head! <head fades back out>"
(he's been going to the Halloween parties)

Artie: "Happy birthday to you, you want 21 smacks too? You're like a fish out of water, cuz you ain't had a drink yet!"
(Artie's the only one who wants me to have a drink cuz he's had some before... no it wasn't any nahbtf beer, he's no cannibal)

<"Ok ok ok...Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, are we yet done singing?, cuz I got better stuff to do." -ed.>
(typical -ed.)

Obviously they all know me so well that they know I always like to sing the screwed-up version of the traditional song. I just wish that we could find a different melody cuz it's not exactly suitable for listening to when you get up at 7am ya know? :-P
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How'z 21?

Well, I don't know so far. I've only been 21 for about 6 hours (5 of which I slept thru) but it is a little weird to think that I can walk into a liquor store and buy something and then drink it.

See most people when they reach those "milestone ages" get bitten bad by the bug that is "now you're old enough to do it" and then they go off and do it.

I didn't get bitten too bad by the driving age and whenever I did drive, I had high anxieties (alto I have no problem on private roads and subdivisions). I didn't bitten by the "buy beer at age 18" cuz I thought it was odd that you can buy it but you can't drink it. And now that I'm 21, I really don't wanna drink.

Lucky for us, alcohol doesn't jive well with my current medication. :-D

There *was* one bug I got bitten by: voting. It was a big deal for me to cast a ballot in 2000. I voted for my president and against gambling. I was hurt when the education candidate I had voted for lost (education is big for me), and it was fun to watch the whole voting night fiasco. I KNEW I should've taped Brokaw's vote-counting broadcast! I KNEW IT! But I didn't. :-( Jolly good entertainment! The man's got class and was a real trooper for sticking that mess out that night.

Anyway, I'm not bitten by the alcohol bug and never have been. All I do know is that when New Year's comes around, I can have a few sips without thinking the cops are gonna bust my parents for it. Mom & Dad are off the hook now! :-)
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It's official

I can go into a bar, but they can't make me drink...even tho it's legal now.

<hears "21" by the Cranberries playing inside of head>

And if this double-posts, it's not because I'm drunk...cuz I ain't.
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Don't tell Hacker ;-)

As an early (by about 4 hours) birthday present from me to you, here at long last is a picture of Alice! You've had the Pokémon, you've had the car, and now you have the Sith Warrior!




Alice Carroll: a Sailor Saturn relation?


The non-animated gif version is over at the site. I actually finished this image a couple months ago but never got around to releasing it. Dunno why, but there you go!
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Thursday, October 24, 2002


It's happened

I've started file-swapping (music). Blame KaZaA. ;-)

...and a REAL slow modem. >:-P~
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Tuesday, October 22, 2002


Artie's Page...

...is done!!! Check it out!

<Artie says it's an early birthday present>

Yeah right. But dangit, I *still* don't have a good close-up of him!
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Sunday, October 06, 2002


As promised...

Here is the non-serious version of my trip to the Thousand Islands last month. Don't ask me why I'm so late with it cuz I don't know either and it was pretty much already finished weeks ago:


"What I did for my summer vacation"


Ok so it's really a semi-sarcastically humorous way of describing my trip which actually did more for me than I for it. I think you can figure out which parts are which...but then again, we know I have multiple senses of humor :-) Especially puns! :-D But then again, can you *really* tell when I'm kidding sometimes? Ok enough of that mess, here goes:

Oh beautiful for spacious skies for not-quite autumn leaves. For purple mountains majesty when it's a red sunset. America, America, you've got the worst bathrooms. And when I'm stressed, please let me rest, unless you just like seeing sparks.

We headed for upstate New York so we could talk about sailing ships, sail ships, and then talk about sailing ships. We also passed Rebecca's and Lauren's universities on the exact same route on the exact same day, but because we were required to talk about sailing ships with other Indiana Joneses (or are they pirates? Argh...), we couldn't stop. Heck, we could barely stop to take a leak so the ships wouldn't sink.

After spending the night in Pennsylvania (why Sylvania decided to make pens instead of light bulbs is beyond me...maybe that glowy guy just retired) we took the scenic roller coaster to count the Thousand Islands. We met up with an older sailor and 2 of his kin and we caravaned the rest of the way. Unfortunately for us, the baby skeeters and spiders had already rented our room for the duration so we had to share. They obviously didn't like me so they talked to some local plate techtonics and the absent plummer to stuff our sink for me. Rusted mildewy sulfuric water and acid reflux really just don't mix ya know, well *I* didn't know...yet....cuz that was *before* we were attacked by a fake fire and phantom ICBMs when the air raid sirens went off. Good thing my acid reflux had already alerted me to the water or they might have gone off a fourth time as my screaming awake had I been asleep.

We all know meetings are both equally interesting and boring at the same time and apparently the air raid sirens had decided my fate for me by allowing me to revisit my early morning classes from high school by re-teaching my eyelids to lift weights. Good thing I wasn't counting. But the doughnut was good and the wooden boats were exquisite. I had to be on my best behavior, but I can hear my Mom in my head for the "getting Dad to stop talking and sit down" and the "catching the lepord frog" incidents. Just for the record, no one cared about the first, and only the frog and me seemed to care about the second...well, us and the paper plate. Got a pic- show ya later...

Dinner was a blast, how could it not be with about 50 Indiana Joneses in sailor suits?! Ok stop drooling, they have enough boats in the harbor, that's why they're expanding the museum. So far, it looks like those phantom ICBMs weren't so phantom after all. They either bombed it, or it could serve as a shelter from when the nearby portapotties finally decide to explode. And yes, I did miss the boat...still do, they look good for their ages. And these Joneses are the reasons why.

But something tells me that keeping several of Anakin's podracers in the nearby ex-Amish barns isn't gonna help feed the cows any. Goodness knows the maple syrup didn't do anything to regain the emperor's groove. Oh wait, we got the syrup later...anyway, Red Fusion is red, but it doesn't fuse. It's a good little soda which means it's good for corrosion. Now you know what keeps the ancient submarines looking just as pristine as the slick wooden 999 Island gondolas (yes I counted the islands and there are only 999 of them, sorry).

Well, the hazmat trucks have still maintained their monopoly on all the lanes of the beltline around Washington DC. I think it's because my dandruff shampoo stopped working actually, but I don't think I'll tell them that. I like to watch them run around trying to stick their heads in the microwave to get themselves a tan. Once I had enough of them, I trailed the river of Red Fusion and found the hearts of the ocean. Bleeding. It's old and rusty so whuddya expect? After seeing that I had to go- really, and I mean really fast. Dancing in my pants by hopping on one leg fast. Darn near ran over the Governor of Virginia (or at least his Men in Black and Men in Blue...I really don't remember what color suits they were wearing, I only know they were suits).

At least *they* keep good bathrooms. But just to be sure, we ran quickly so we could get home before we had to resort to using my 2 new recently-accuired state quarters to wash my undies. I didn't pack for a MONTH after all...Well, during our run, we ran into Emporia which seems to be lacking in euphoria. Seems it's lost its groove too. I think the mountains took 'em actually. So many so that they've grown high enough to explode your head and make you see things that aren't there. I started hallucinating when all the mile markers started measuring in tenths of miles. Then they started to speak in some sort of weirdish binary code when we came back down south...must be those hazmat guys getting their revenge on me for turning them into coffee achievers.

After having the wild cats, herons and terminators stare me down into sleep, I woke up to being half-dead and half-asleep so that I was effectively only half-a-little-bitchy when we decided to play battleship in the rain where alligators named Charlie guard the national monuments. The little white fish there are certainly exstatic about the idea because they spent more time in the air than in the water. My umbrella didn't seem to help or hinder really, rather the turrets could have fired the bullets I was sweating due to the torrents that were coming down. I'd never be a good sailor cuz I hate going "up, down, around, and through" without a map that doesn't resemble a 3-D maze (ya know, kinda like the Windows screensaver) and an atmosphere that doesn't resemble the tropical version of our global coordinates. I felt so absolutely gross that I fell asleep in the car again and ate a whole pizza.

Of course now we're back at home and all the fun is over...guess we'll just have to do it again!

The Pokemon and sigs have missed me, I know that. So do the others, but all they really wanted was the maple syrup. I knew I should have bought the 1000 Island dressing in the mountains and the maple syrup in the 999 Islands rather than the other way around. Fine, I'll let *them* get chased into the gator swamps this time AND give nature the day off by making THEM swab the deck! :-D
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Friday, October 04, 2002


De trot to Detroit

Ok so we left after dinner on October the first, but we did make it to Detroit...and the layout of the signs and highway isn't all that much different from the Phoenix airport...so in other words: the highway enginieers suck.

I also called a RASSMer for the first time <waves to ObeeKris> so I think that countered the stupidity of the highway enginieers...for me at least. Dad's still grumbling about it tho (that figures).

So, DG, when do I get *your* phone number? ;-)
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