Tomorrow morning I'm going anonymous. Y'all have until probably about 11 a.m.
Adios, muthafuckas.
Adios, muthafuckas.
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You should all listen to Mos Def's new album, The Ecstatic.
Seriously.
Seriously.
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rivera:
i read an article about it on cnn.com. it said he shaved his head.
why do you ask? am i missing something?
why do you ask? am i missing something?
rivera:
hmmm.
i'll start downloading his shows. i dont own a tv.
i'll start downloading his shows. i dont own a tv.
I'm going to be in Erie for two weeks taking courses in forensic anthropology.
When I grow up want to be Indiana Jones + Lara Croft + Teddy Hall.
For now I am just a wanderer. My mom calls me her "little gypsy child". There's a cross-country road trip coming up later in the summer. How exciting.
But sometimes I get a little tired...
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When I grow up want to be Indiana Jones + Lara Croft + Teddy Hall.
For now I am just a wanderer. My mom calls me her "little gypsy child". There's a cross-country road trip coming up later in the summer. How exciting.
But sometimes I get a little tired...
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mrcrisp:
Haha, thanks 
We used the hairspray when we were low on lighter fluid reserves, rationing our more destructive munitions if, heaven forbid, we were caught unawares. This happened once as we slowly crept through the overgrown blades of grass. Ben had point while I followed close behind. Tim took up the rear and stared into the darkness with his beady eyes.
We were supplied with fresh cans out of Ben's large Aqua Velva stockpile, our BICs readied. Ben must have heard something, maybe it was a snapping branch. Maybe it was Charlie. Whatever it was, he turned to face me, and there was an exchange of confused glances. The confusion shifted to horror as we both realized that there was an orb-weaver crawling along Ben's shoulder. He was frozen, stunned. He paled almost enough to illuminate that immediate area, the faint glimmer of cobwebs all around us peeking through the black of night.
We were surrounded.
I was the first to react and hoisted my jumbo sized can of AV up in front of me, ready to lay down suppressive fire. The BIC was lit, the lever on the spray can depressed. Nothing. I swore loud enough to ensure that our position was given away. I pressed the lever again. Nothing. Before I could announce the malfunction, Tim took aim and attempted to activate his can of AV. Again, nothing.
"We got bullshit munitions, Sarge," I shouted.
"I think this is lighter-proof?" Tim yelped.
"Why are you fucking aiming those cans at my face?" Ben asked as he flailed at the spider, which crept even closer to his vulnerable neck.
"Oh! Sorry," I said and lowered my can while Tim continued to flick his BIC with no results. "We're pinned down, Sarge. Should I call in the air support?"
"Just get this fucking spider off me, please."
From my belt I pulled out the steel wool and a line. I secured the line, lit the steel wool, and swung it above my head as fast as possible. Erratic sparks kicked out into the night, some landing in Tim's hair. The webs around us withered in the heat. The neighbors' security lights came on in their backyards.
After what seemed like an eternity, the chaos settled and the flames were extinguished. The zone was clear with no enemy in site. We all settled down on our haunches and let out a collective sigh.
I lit up a cigarette and inhaled deeply. "Okay boys, let's take some time to recover, recoup, and reconnoiter. Tim, you take first watch."
"How the fuck did they manage to make non-flammable Aqua Velva?" Tim asked.
"I don't want my hair catching on fire," Ben replied as he glared at us. "Well, at least my hair."
We used the hairspray when we were low on lighter fluid reserves, rationing our more destructive munitions if, heaven forbid, we were caught unawares. This happened once as we slowly crept through the overgrown blades of grass. Ben had point while I followed close behind. Tim took up the rear and stared into the darkness with his beady eyes.
We were supplied with fresh cans out of Ben's large Aqua Velva stockpile, our BICs readied. Ben must have heard something, maybe it was a snapping branch. Maybe it was Charlie. Whatever it was, he turned to face me, and there was an exchange of confused glances. The confusion shifted to horror as we both realized that there was an orb-weaver crawling along Ben's shoulder. He was frozen, stunned. He paled almost enough to illuminate that immediate area, the faint glimmer of cobwebs all around us peeking through the black of night.
We were surrounded.
I was the first to react and hoisted my jumbo sized can of AV up in front of me, ready to lay down suppressive fire. The BIC was lit, the lever on the spray can depressed. Nothing. I swore loud enough to ensure that our position was given away. I pressed the lever again. Nothing. Before I could announce the malfunction, Tim took aim and attempted to activate his can of AV. Again, nothing.
"We got bullshit munitions, Sarge," I shouted.
"I think this is lighter-proof?" Tim yelped.
"Why are you fucking aiming those cans at my face?" Ben asked as he flailed at the spider, which crept even closer to his vulnerable neck.
"Oh! Sorry," I said and lowered my can while Tim continued to flick his BIC with no results. "We're pinned down, Sarge. Should I call in the air support?"
"Just get this fucking spider off me, please."
From my belt I pulled out the steel wool and a line. I secured the line, lit the steel wool, and swung it above my head as fast as possible. Erratic sparks kicked out into the night, some landing in Tim's hair. The webs around us withered in the heat. The neighbors' security lights came on in their backyards.
After what seemed like an eternity, the chaos settled and the flames were extinguished. The zone was clear with no enemy in site. We all settled down on our haunches and let out a collective sigh.
I lit up a cigarette and inhaled deeply. "Okay boys, let's take some time to recover, recoup, and reconnoiter. Tim, you take first watch."
"How the fuck did they manage to make non-flammable Aqua Velva?" Tim asked.
"I don't want my hair catching on fire," Ben replied as he glared at us. "Well, at least my hair."
rivera:
but you're not a man. 
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pomfelo:
Wait...did you get Speilberg? *jealous*
Speaking of the T, my sister told me a story. She was heading home after having a "few drinks" and got on the T. She goes to pay for the ride, and the driver is trying to tell her something...WAIT WAIT I GOT THE TOKEN HOLD ON! Wondering why everyone was staring at her. So she pays, rides the T, gets home...and realized the trip was free on the way back. *snicker*
Speaking of the T, my sister told me a story. She was heading home after having a "few drinks" and got on the T. She goes to pay for the ride, and the driver is trying to tell her something...WAIT WAIT I GOT THE TOKEN HOLD ON! Wondering why everyone was staring at her. So she pays, rides the T, gets home...and realized the trip was free on the way back. *snicker*
grumpyoldbastard:
congrats, glad to see ya pop into chat again 
So I've been done all my schoolwork since Thursday. I graduate this Sunday. My grades are in and please me. Much partying has been had and will continue onwards throughout the week. Awesome.
I may move back to Philly for keeps after the summer is over. And by for keeps I mean at least until grad school or another significant opportunity comes my way. I...
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I may move back to Philly for keeps after the summer is over. And by for keeps I mean at least until grad school or another significant opportunity comes my way. I...
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mslave:
Why thank you! 
foolish_hyena:
Hey its sunday so congrats are in order and I understand exactly how much the middle finger is used in everyday things I tore a tendon in my left hand a few years back and being left handed it was a pain just doing paperwork.
I CANNOT GET THIS SONG OUT OF MY HEAD.
What will I do?!
P.S. Two finals away from a bachelor's degree!
ETA: by the way, this is "Lotion" by GreensKeepers.
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rivera:
havent seen that movie in a while. going to go download it now.
thanks.
thanks.
mylatehope:
Congrats! Good luck on your finals!!!
It is always someone's best day ever somewhere, even on the very worst day of your life.
And vice versa.
And vice versa.
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heigai:
^5
also: buttz loooool
also: buttz loooool
So this morning it was really nice out, and I saw a few girls wearing short-shorts already (usually with knee-high boots, frequently of the Ugg variety), and I had to repress the urge to slap their pasty thighs and go "LITTLE EARLY FOR THAT, INNIT HUN?" and wink. I wish I could get away with doing that sort of thing, but I guess I'll have...
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whatswrong:
where did these uggs come from, Nunavit? are they comfortable? they look like hell....what are they made of? looks like suede? if that's the case, they certainly aren't a winter shoe....yet they look like they're designed for cold weather.......do they come with optional snow shoe straps?
velvet_petal:
I doubt anyone would stop you though. Sure, they might be afraid to walk down your street for fear of running into the wierd thigh slapping girl.....the again some might like it.
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velvet_petal:
It's darned near impossible to sit still while listening to that song.
niobe:
Happy Earth Day! 
I find it very strange that so many people, particularly on the left, demonize Globalization as this horrific new threat, the root of all modern evil. You know what's a product of globalization? Pasta. Latkes. BLTs. Peach cobbler. The exchange of goods and ideas (and yeah, disease and war) has been going on ever since some H. erectus thought, "hey, I wonder what's over that...
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velvet_petal:
It's when times get tough and people feel uncertainty on a personal level that most even begin to really think about these issues. I'm sure we will hear a lot of complaints about a lot of things (fairly or unfairly) now now that the credit bubble's burst. Things which existed before the downturn but drew little attention from folks when they were happy and secure....or had the illusion of security. There will also be a lot of finger pointing at "the other guy".
cabaretic:
My reservations are mostly that rapidly industrializing countries use the same unfair labor practices like slave wages and child labor that plagued this country until they were properly done away with in the early 1930's. Globalization in and of itself is a good thing. The painful process of making sure the rest of the civilized world adheres to fair conduct in business, treats its workers with respect rather than disdain, and keeps abreast of technological advances that do not destroy the earth is the much thornier matter to me.
OK now you can go.