So housematt and are out returning some kegs, and we’re driving, and we see this little place called “Shuga’s” … so we’re wondering what the hell this place is, so we swing by. Turns out that it’s a little coffee shop that specializes in liquored-up caffiene. It’s hella good … stop by, it’s at 702 S. Cascade [cascade and rio grande]. w3rd.
Monthly Archives: June 2002
ahh, feels good, and Guest Post
I’ll tell you, one of the most satisfying things in the world is shitting on the shitter and reading Maxim. Minority Report was an amazing movie, go see it. And finally, almost done with this role of film, so there’ll be pics shortly.
Update – 06/24 @ 12:05p – Went and saw The Bourne Identity last night. It was a great action/kill them/blow-shit-up movie, but it doesn’t hold a candle to minority report. Read the book.
Laura gets to post
So, I’m posting on Randal’s site. Why, you ask? Because Tore jacks off with boths hands!!! He’s ambidextrous. And also because I felt the need for a new post on his site as the 23 comments were too long for my lazy ass to scroll through. On another note: “Pretentiousville”: Population: 1 asshole. First off, I really want a Weed Thrasher . I mean, I won’t have any weeds at my apartment next year, but maybe I can use it on mystery roommate X who will probably be some fucking loser. Or maybe on the convalescents next door!!!!!! I could wear mittens and decapitate kittens and mail them to Mike Lee. But yeah, the Weed Thrasher is more hardcore than Randal’s mom was last night. You could let “thrash” the fucking forest down with this thing. It’s the EPA’s best friend. Secondly, I didn’t feel like burning any bridges, but seeing as all my shit is probably on fire in Woodland Park (namely my autograhed Tori Amos CD and BT CD plus all my other CDs). My Pink Converse are on fire too. How sad :-(. Anyway, about burning bridges; Matt Hix is a real jerk. Now, I don’t hate him, don’t necessarily dislike him, but really, I don’t get it. (girl, i didn’t know you could get down like that). How can someone bitch daily about pretentious people, but, in reality, be the epitomy of pretenious? I don’t know many people who are *so* judgemental without right to be. I mean, every person he sees is ugly, or creepy, or stupid. And of course, he is PERFECT. Uh, riiiight. It just gets annoying, and really, I’m just sick of it…ah well, he still owes me $65 and I’m going to see Area 2 with him in August, so I need to be able to live with him, therefore, I shall write no more, but if you all want to comment on him in the comment section, feel free (*wink wink* Randal). So, I’ve just seen three Incubus videos in a row and dayam, Brandon Boyd is the hottest man alive. I already believed this, but seriously, DAAAAAAAYAM boy! aw yeah, too bad all my Incubus CDs are on fire. Insurance covers that shit, right? What the fuck is up with this Terry Barton woman? I’m going to personally Weed Thrash her ass. First of all, she is lying about the whole “burning a letter” thing. It’s obviously arson. After working for the forest service for 18 years, I would go crazy too. I think the perfect punishment would be to burn all her possessions in front of her because that’s what she did to everyone else’s shit. Prison really won’t do anything to her anyway except make her a reformed christian. (ooooh! it’s another incubus video!!!!!!! [drool] [randal rolls eyes]) Maybe we can set her on fire too. STOP DROP AND ROLL, BITCH!!!!!! I hope this post was really really really ridiculously good-looking 🙂 Oh yeah, here’s some music Randal should put up for MP3OTW. Modest Mouse Catch 22 Slayer…LOL The Get Up Kids Outkast Jamiroquoi Truth Hurts Sleater Kinney *NSYNC AKA!!! you should download some shit from them and stop listening to NICKELBACK YOU DUMB ASSHOLE. Oh yeah, this post has been brought to you by Laura, Parrot Bay Rum, and lack of sex.
Let’s slow it down a little …
Went out the other night with Laura, her friends from camp, and Tore. It was a really good time. One of the few … cuz you know, parties are great fun, and hanging out with loads of people is great fun, but truly good times only come when you’re with good people, being yourself. Out of that has sprung a new article about our trip to Garden of the Gods. Read it, and peruse the other articles. Was talking to Tore, and the point was brought up that there are definitely two sides to me … the slick, outgoing, loud me and the somber, quiet, lay-around-at-home me. Both fit me equally well, but the salesman side is a little … man … just a little too much. It scares people and makes me come off like a snake … I’m not a snake, I’m not out to get anything, I’m just here to be a nice guy and to have a good time. Burnz’ unending sightlessness and casual disregard for his own ethical code makes me sick. And it’s tiring. Just hearing knowing about it. Why do I even ask anymore? $.02 Taking a break from here for a while. 100% temporary. I don’t know exactly how or why yet, but I am. I’ll post occasionally and do some site updates, but I’ve got some other stuff that needs doing. I fully intend to let this site run more free, hopefully mostly on other people’s input. I’d personally like to see a Gospel section come back, and to put other people’s rants and diatribes up on the front page. Feel free to send me a post in e-mail — chances are really high it’ll get on here.
So last night was a party. Started off around 9pm with me feeling completely unprepared — some work related badness kept me there until 7pm. Anyway, got Tore and ran to Safeway and bought a ton of stuff to carry the party along — chips, salsa, soda, cups, the whole shebang, then came back to the house and cleaned everything and moved it all around so shit wouldn’t get broken / stolen / beer spilled on it. Lisel was the first person to show up, followed shortly by Elizabeth and a bunch of Tony’s friends (Nate, Kermit & Foo) … I took a quick shower cuz I was pretty nasty after working all day. Came downstairs and the peepz just kept showing up. Emily, Samantha Garrett and her friend Katy (who are both hottties), James, Amanda, Janelle made a short appearance, Melissa Faranelli, Alicia, Ishhod, Jareen (sp?), Christine, Laura and her four friends (Julia, Kelly, Myra (??), and Casandra (I think?)) and more and more people. Things were pretty bouncing, music was good, food was good, everything was good. Then word got out. The guys from around the corner (David, BJ, Jason and Charlie) showed up with some people (including Wendy and Vanessa, who were both foxes), and we started having a great time. We had a half keg of Nut Brown Ale and a keg of Indian Pale Ale, both from the Warehouse (Locally brewed is best!). People started having kissing lessons and such, and everyone was just going crazy. It was pretty cool making the rounds as a party host, making sure everybody knew where to go or who to talk to if they needed anything. It was fucking nuts, and it was fucking great. Then things kind of turned for the worse … it got later, and everybody who can’t hold their liquor started getting sick, and everybody was completely bombed. A shitload of people who nobody knew just started showing up. I mean *LOADS* of people just started piling into the house. Things got stupid like they do when a huge party just keeps raging. Somewhere along the lines Amanda lost her cell phone — we’re thinking someone ganked it. Anyway, the party just kept raging, and everybody was having a crazy good time. Right around 2:30am, it was time to call it quits. WHen 4/5 of the people don’t know anybody who lives at the house, things are a little out of control. Many, many, many thanks to James, Tore and Shawn for kind of enforcing and kicking people out of the house — sure, it took an hour to get everyone out, but everybody finally left and the house was calm. Sure, the house was almost completely destroyed, but it was calm. *All* the ladies were looking hella fine, and all in all, it was a really great party. Sure, we’re down a phone, but we’re up a house of friends, great memories, and the knowledge that we can throw a rock-the-block party. Update – 12:07p – I have been informed that the Nut Brown Ale is actually made by J.W. Dundee … Also, if anyone else would like to, feel free to post your version of the night 😉
Okay, here are the headsups for now. Have a T-1 into the house, which is pretty shweet, and we’re mostly moved in. Good times. However, we are desperately in need of a POS computer to run a single website and a webcam … if you know of some place that has a < $80 machine of more than 233mhz, with maybe some ram and a HD, we’d be extremely appreciative.
I type this from a fully functional, fat-ass T-1. 1544kbps of internet luvin, right in my house. And not to mention, I did the install on the far side, setup the routers, blah blah blah. This rocks.