QUOTE OF THE DAY
August 4, 2002: "Even with MO POWER it was impossible to overcome KING GONZO THE GREAT AMAZING AND ALL POWERFUL AND HIS MINIONS OF DEATH" - Mike, on the Mets losing despite hitting 4 HRs.
August 5, 2002: "No Jay, YOU are the holiday confection." - Shari, calling me a fruitcake.
August 11, 2002: "OW!...My God Amelia's Hot!" - Tino, on Amelia. Did I mention Amelia is a laptop
August 17, 2002: "You know...if we smoked 2 more joints, we would have smoked 2 joints before smoking 2 joints! And if we smoke 2 more joints later, we would have smoked 2 joints before smoking 2 joints before smoking 2 joints!" - The Ramblings of a stoner
August 18, 2002: "It's, 'My nipples and I'" - Roger, correcting Karen's grammar.
August 24, 2002: "How could he think we were in New York? The Pasta's terrible here" - Mike Piazza, on Ultimo's "Hot Doggin'" after hitting the HR to end the dreaded 12 game losing streak.
The Archives
DAYS LEFT UNTIL X-MAS
DAYS LEFT UNTIL IT'S 5 YEARS AFTER MY MOM SAID "IN 5 YEARS" IN RESPONSE TO "CAN I TAKE THE CAR TO THE GAME AND TAILGATE?" BE THERE!
College Starts In A Week?....FUCK
Yeah...nothing much has happened of late. Just me playing War Craft and hanging out with Shari a lot before we both go away. Sigh....
When You Start To Make Chimeras, You Know It's Been A Long Game
I was playing a game last night against some guy for an hour and 4 minutes. The game was basically a stalemate after the first half hour, because he wasn't smart enough to win in the first half hour, and then I figured out what he wasn't doing and went with the appropriate units. CRYPT FIENDS CAN AUTO-CAST WEB FOOL! It was like a bad football game, especially the way our bases were....lots of drives stopped in enemy territory forcing punts.
Anyway, rather than bore everyone who doesn't play with the details, I hope to put the replay up here in a bit. The other guy quit cause he got bored.
Mojos Get GAS
And so it came to be that the Mojos took a 7 run lead into the bottom of the 9th. Jose (Not "shut your mouth) Jose was pitching a great game, and things looked leak for the GAS.
Walk, walk, 4-3 fielder's choice, pop out...
So now there are runners on second and third with 2 out, with GAS needing 7 runs. The batter hit a ground ball to fist....
And thus the reason the man of Action will now be known as Brian Buckner Jackson. (Note: somewhere in this mess at or before here, Cristos replaces Jose as the pitcher)
The next batter grounded to short....and the ball was thrown away. Walks then proceeded to come until the bases were loaded with the tying run on third and myself at bat...and as much as I'd love to type I hit it over the fence here, I merely worked the count to 4-1. Persits proceeded to walk forcing home the winning run, and the rest is history!
Other highlights:
Some guy named Chris made a spectacular diving catch in right field inI think the 6th....maybe the 5th.
Jose, other than his one throwing error in the 9th, drove in 10 some odd runs, hit a grand slam, and pitched OUTSTANDINGLY, by all means the game's MVP.
Roger Wilson and myself combined for at least 10 Ks.
At several points during the game, Wilson dropped his pants revealing USA boxers and started yelling "YEAH BITCH! THIS IS THE REASON WE'RE GOING TO WIN THIS GAME!", which is funny when you realize he's Dominican....so Roger thinks.
Peter "Profoes" Profesta and Voltron went a combined 3 for 3.
After the game....
Driving With Jackson
You know it's immpossible to turn around on Queens Boulivard? Jackson, by giving one wrong turn, cost of 40 minutes or so! BAH. Eventually though we did get to Roger's house/basement, where everyone except myself got stoned to some degree (hey, I was driving).
Getting directions to Erica's from there from Erica's mom consisted of her telling me all 50 exits that came before the one I had to take before saying "Prospect Expressway, is on the left." Wow.... Eventually, we paid $260 to take atlantic or Pensylvania or whichever one it was and we got to Erica's just in time for the conversation on
Masturbation
which will not be repeated here. I will mention that there was much drawing on other people, and there is now a picture of a clown on Karen's breast courtesy of Jackson.
Anyway, it's a little after noon now, and I just got more sleep than I've gotten either of the past 2 nights before this one. Feels SO good...ah...later.
Blue Flag Has Returned...
Sixty Seconds Remaining...
Words on the screen as I grab the flag and start running to the final cap...This sniper won't lose that easily!....must get to the valley, the soldiers can jumo it from there.....I'll just suicide, yeah, then they can get it.....better get out the AR....there.....HWGuy!....nades, nades!....shit the AR killed him.....I'll kill myself with the nades!...or...nah, it couldn't work....SHIT, IT DID! RUN RUN RUN....WOO HOO!
Blue Team Captured Red Base
Profoes Has A Journal
He told me to link him, and I still don't know what the address is. I hope this is right. READ IT!
LAN Party Madness
And so I did not try to go to a non-existant party on Saturday, but instea went on the right date. Once we got around Sandy's crazy networking tactics to get people onto the internet, massive games of WC3 were held over the LAN....and we found out it didn't work very well there. In fact, if there was a big enoug battle, nobody could do much of anything.
So to figure out whether the network sucked or WC's network coding sucked, we played UT. My copy still doesn't seem to work, but it was still fun, as I ended up being the crazy teleporting guy who could do miraculous things, like survive against Mike for more than 3 seconds (5 seconds).
Mafia was also fun. Sandy tried to cheat every game, and was thus always the first one killed. Poor Sandy....at least we abused his house. Oh well...I'm home now and have everything re-hooked up. I even have 20 crickets to feed to 3 Ghekos later. Much fun will be had at the feast. Later.
PS: The pizzaria over there had decent crust, but you could tell it wasn't the best pizza ever. Not bad, but not good. You know the type.
I Hate He
The Eagles have Rod Smart...or someon who's first name sounds like Rod and last name is smart. Remember him? Heh.
Feeling Blue
I was walking through the store one day....when I happened accross a bottle of Pepsi Blue for 80 cents.
Shari says....yuck
Lauren says....ech
I said....tatses like blue, good but not great
So try it.
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