... archive for August, 2004

bjork’s new album features this japanese beatbox guy named dokaka. i figured i should find out a little more about him, so i went to his site and started listening to some sound samples and i don’t know whether it’s cool or just annoying. i do know that it feels like i’m insane when i’m listening to it and that can’t be good. or maybe i’m already insane and it just makes me feel “at home”. check out “smells like teen spirit” if only for the comedy value.

1:28pm update: he’s like bobby mcferrin, only much more dangerous.
9:44pm update: and holding a knife.

i think we can be sure of one thing: pepsi blue is alive and well, with help from the witness relocation program.

sometimes i wish i could power slide around corners like in mario kart. i often try and do damage to my tires. the pizzas never complain, though. people complain… a lot. i had a guy ask for a ride. he told me he’d pay me. i told him “no” and wondered why he couldn’t call a taxi with the cell phone in his hand. people rarely make sense.

after my action-packed camping experience, i don’t feel i’ll ever need to see another jerry bruckheimer production again. it was intense with all the hiking, swimming, canoeing, burning, chopping, and eating. i don’t need to eat a hamburger or hot dog for at least a month.

we’re going camping, wooooooo! oh, i forgot, i don’t get excited about things like that. i’m still not happy about leaving all my precious gear behind. electricity is my only true friend.

with the 30th anniversary of D&D being the only thing talked about at the sites i frequent, i decided it was time i posted a D&D link. (mainly to piss off gayboy)
so check out: uber goober: the movie and watch the trailer because it’s frickin’ sweet.