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December 19, 2003 -- 12:00 AM
posted by mc eric

    (originally tried to post this in the morning but it wasn't workin' prop)

    awwyea Andy, killer rhymes!

    and by get your hair messed
    i mean the curly cues
    the ones that don't straighten
    like squeezin' toothpaste from a tube
    move the sucka emcees out to the country
    they all readin' Rhymes for Dummies
    yo that series is wack if the dummie be you
    my delivery's gettin' longer than this fu manchu
    but yo i don't spit that AZN represent b.s
    the only one i give props to orbited the Earth-and no less
    than that will i ever have respect
    cause all y'all other suckas be buildin' walls
    sayin' Isreal is Real, let's drop bombs fo'sho
    and it's time to get busy, get that gutter mind off that floor

December 18, 2003 -- 11:16 PM
posted by Par


    Ted?

December 18, 2003 -- 8:56 PM
posted by edo

Yes, today is the day after Return of the King. I have delayed the inevitable long enough to finish Star Control II. And before I leave you all, I suggest (once again) that each and every one of you download this game. Good-bye.

December 18, 2003 -- 8:44 PM
posted by Leo

    Yay! I finally found a place in Canada where I can get my new computer, in Toronto! I'd have to buy it piece my piece, but from the looks of it I'm saving money, relatively since most of the parts that are available in the city are about 9% cheaper over there.

    But on the other hand, it's $2500 before taxes... saving mony my ass

December 18, 2003 -- 2:11 PM
posted by Par

    Sorry I couldn't post yesterday, but I spent all day standing in line for the big midnight premiere. I thought getting there a day early would put me near the front of the queue, but people had been lining up all week so I was closer to the middle.

    The atmosphere in line was electric: everyone was super excited and a lot of folks were in costumes and stuff. There was this one guy near the front of the line dressed like an Xtreme snowboarding pig. I don't know if he made the costume himself or rented it but, either way, it was awesome.

    This is the first time I'd gone to one of these big "opening night" debuts. I really loved the first two in the series, but both times I had been content to experience them a few weeks after they had come out. But this time -- I dunno, I just couldn't wait. I really wanted to be one of the first people in the world to taste the latest addition to the line.

    My enthusiasm was mostly due to the fact that the first two wildly exceeded my expectations. Like a lot of people, I was pretty apprehensive when I heard they were making the first one -- I figured they were going to completely mess up a classic. So I was totally blown away when I finally tried Mountain Dew: Code Red and discovered that it was not only faithful to the spirit of the original Mountain Dew, but actually improved upon it. I liked Code Red so much, in fact, that I was certain that the second would fall short of the standard it set. But Mountain Dew: Livewire was everything I'd hoped it would be. Sure, I wasn't wild about its finish, but what do you expect for the second installment in a trilogy?

    Anyway. Last night, at exactly 12:00, they threw open the doors to the Safeway and we finally got the opportunity to purchase Mountain Dew: Porcine Glory. And my review? It was fantastic! They truly saved the best for last. All the caffeine of the original Mountain Dew in a pork-flavored soda -- genius! It didn't feel like a sequel at all; in fact, it tasted like the others in the series had been inexorably building to this wonderous, grand conclusion. This is a beverage I'll be drinking again and again!

    If Porcine Glory doesn't win "Best Soft Drink" at the 2004 Thirsties it will be nothing short of a scandal. Mark my words.




    If the reference to the late night premiere didn't tip you off, and, somehow, you missed the whole Pork Soda-Vegetarian mismatch, this is a good place to tell you that I didn't exactly write that blurb. That was stolen from Defective Yeti. Quite amusing, though.

December 18, 2003 -- 12:02 AM
posted by Beck

    So after re-doing the 4 hours of gameplay I lost earlier I finally beat Final Fantasy Adventure aka Secret of Mana for the original gameboy. I had done so previously when I actually had a gameboy back in grade 8ish, then it took me a few weeks. This time it took 3 days. I've become much more of a loser if that's at all possible.

    That's me in the corner there running away so I don't die while screen capturing, and that's the evil "sort of final" boss Julius who's trying to kill me because I'm stopping him from stealing the power of the Mana Tree (which gives life to everything) And this is me killing the re-incarnated demon head of Julius which is the final, final boss of the game. Also in there is the really stupid but really important mana wench "Keri", who continually gets kidnapped throughout the game when she should know better, being the key to finding the Mana Tree and all...

    Hoorah for the nostalgia of wonderful old videogames!
    The question remains... what next?

December 17, 2003 -- 11:38 PM
posted by Beck

    Welcome back Andy!

    I did register all my games and what-not, and I did get the e-mail, but I haven't got the game yet.
    Nintendo said they had sent it and it would be here within two weeks, and that was on Dec. 3.
    So I'm starting to get anxious.
    But yeah, it's cool... and welcome back

December 17, 2003 -- 10:49 PM
posted by AD

yeah, I know, it's way past my bedtime. Though, I have stuff to say, and it's ALL about me, so... If you don't care about me at all, stop reading now. ok, better. Since no one is left, I will be talking to myself for a bit here. As many of you may have noticed, or as I am presently informing you, Saturday is my birthday. I am turning the ripe age of 21. I know, it's all downhill from there, but I can't stop time. Even with my remo-cure, a throwback some of you might enjoy-I couldn't do it. So there's one thing it doesn't do, oh well. For saturday though, I have not yet made any formal plans. As such, and since I'm just to damn tired right now, I guess I'll just be waiting until I move in two weeks. We will be having a we've moved and desperately need to show our new place to all of our friends by getting hammered party. We'd like to do it before school starts again for you losers, though that's not yet set in stone... Anyway, I'll shut up now.

December 17, 2003 -- 2:35 PM
posted by nobody knows my face





    Nobody knows the trouble I've seen-
    nobody knows my face.
    Nobody knows the trouble I've been-
    settin the bomb up this place.


    So I'm back to attack with a crack
    of my whip, it's so hip when I rip
    to the turntable-skip and you'll flip out
    when I whip out my kicks kuz they're slick
    and ya wonder how one can ship-out so ill?
    It's no trick of the vaudeville- I'm just sick.

    So lay it out, play it out, say it out loud
    if ya gonna make funna me, gotta face to the crowd
    get on the stage, feel the rage, lose the page
    with the crib-notes that some jib wrote
    can't get the Florida vote if ya don't
    improvise the satirize- it's in yer eyes
    ya realize they smell yer fear,
    and yet ya drop it like they don't at all.
    "Like hell!" they sneer,
    so do it fluid, kuz I won't take yer fall
    not this time, not this rhyme,
    gotta be prime or face up to the crime,
    kuz a half-assed attempt
    makes ya look like an unkempt
    leather boy with electric toys
    makin noise tonight.

    I'm a dawg that needs his space,
    but I'll take ya any time or place,
    kuz yer fuckin right, I'm outta site, I don't bite
    the hand that feeds me, kuz I know ya needs me,
    so throw me a bone, I'll bring slippers t'yer throne
    kuz nobody knows my face and nobody knows how t'defeats me.


    And the colour-girls sing:

    Nobody knows the trouble he's seen-
    nobody knows his face.
    Nobody knows the trouble he's been-
    he set the bomb up this place.
    Nobody knows the places he been,
    kuz he's Nobody Knows My Face.



December 17, 2003 -- 2:04 PM
posted by The Andy Man




    Back in E-town. Thought it would be appropriate to trumpet in my return with some, um, "Boys Are Back In Town". (Thin Lizzy rules and you fucking know it. I saw your "Jailbreak" CD hidden behind some Belle and Sebastian - that's just pretentious.)

    Two Penny Arcade comics I thought this crowd might enjoy:
    Jesus and Double Dash
    Merry Christmas

    Par - I found a copy of "Picture This" and "Catch As Catch Can" (a collection of everything non-novel by Cap'n Heller). I just started reading "Picture", but if you would like to take a look at the other, or even "Something Happened", it would be my pleasure to pass it along.

    Beck - Any luck with registering for the Zelda bonus disc?

    Ed - Star Control II, well, essentially rules - I was having a great time, but it's no longer working. But thanks for sharing that great find with us.

    And as for rhymes, this is all I can offer, albeit slightly profane:
    "You have freckles on your left breast;
    My cock is easily impress'd;
    I'd love to help get your hair mess'd."

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