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SNL, back in the day, was one of the funniest damn things on TV. Comedy of that caliber just isn't found as often any more.



But, This comes close. I don't think I've found anything on this site quite as amusing since the last time Miz thought he was insulting me. (Shhh.... don't tell him I said that, if he found out that all the hard work he goes into creating elaborate stories based on half truths, and trying to insult me just provided me amusement, he might quit. And I'm rather looking foreward to the emminent amusement the poem he keeps saying he's writing about me.)



But seriously here, we're talking about the same guy that had a month-long hissy fit because the girl he was crushing on was friends with someone he didn't like, because she was playing about the same game as he was, except she had the wit and charisma he seems to lack.



Really, to spend days and days ranting about someone being your mortal enemy, two "empires" warring, over the internet? This, my friends, is the keyboard courage and internet bravado exhibited by the real "web dudes" that I've been accused of being.



Another bit that I've always found amusing, is how one will rant and rave about the detriments of "role-players," and at the same time rant and rant and rant about how real vampires are just people, but portrays himself to the site wearing fake fangs and wielding a sword? Gee, that's something I see on a daily basis walking down the street. Although, fortunately it's easy to tell those that are real, and those that aren't, because you know the "real" vampires always have a ready supply of archaic flair to add to the otherwise bland and poorly-composed expression of their thoughts. Thank god for that. Where would we be otherwise? What a mess that would be.





And one final note, that I'm still wondering about, I'm single? Since fucking when? And when the fuck was someone going to tell me? Damn, I really am the last to know everything. I guess I need a crowd of simple-minded glorified delusional role-players to keep me up on current events. Anyone know where I could find one of those?



And I guess I should probably add this little bit before people take the shit I say entirely the wrong way. I'm not saying I don't believe in certain types of real vampirism. But, I don't believe it's anywhere near the self-contradicting, hypocritical, immature, delusional role-players claim it to be. Anyone seriously interested in my opinions on the subject, I'm happy to discuss them.



Ok, enough about all that crap. I generally don't even bother replying to someone that I put in that low of a catagory of idiot, but I got a wild hair up my ass on this one. Besides, what's one entry compared to 14? (Although, I'd be willing to bet that at least a dozen of these "brothers and sisters" are one and the same.)



It's been a rather entertaining day. Dad had to hit up some flea markets, looking for some cheap tools to take on his new job, so it wouldn't be much of a loss if they were "misplaced" by airport security. And I was definately not passing up an opportunity to scour through not one, but four flea markets. It was even worth getting up at 8am, which is damn near unheard of for me, unless it's absolutely essential for something. And it paid off. I found several books I've been meaning to buy, quite cheaply at that. Stephen King's "On Writing," hardcover, which looked brand-new, I'd be surprised if it's even been read, $3. Ray Bradbury's "Farenheit 451, which I've read before, and absolutely loved, $1. "The Illustrated Man," and "The Martian Chronicles," both also by Bradbury, $1 each. I'd really been meaning to pick up a few of his other books. "Catch-22" by Joseph Heller, which I've only read half of. Once again, $1. It's a brilliant book, but not easy reading. I got distracted the first time through and had to return the copy I was borrowing before I finished it. And finally, Frank Herbert's "Classic Dune." For some reason, I never got around to reading it. I have a feeling that by the time I'm done with it, I'm going to kick my ass for not picking it up about 12 years ago.

While I was at it, I picked up a copy of NHL 2K3 for PS2 for $2. I'm not generally that big on sports games, but it's hockey. And $2. Grabbed a set of screw and bolt extractors. After the last time I replaced the front brake pads and rotors on my car, and had 3 stripped bolts to deal with, I realized how handy the damn things can be. Because, thank you Forrest, "Shit Happens." Hmm, what else... A 4'x8' sheet of pegboard, as I'm elaborating on the already epic adventure of cleaning up and organizing our garage, by building a second workbench, and more area to organize tools. I'm even thinking about building a smaller third workbench against the front wall of the garage, on locking casters so it could be moved to the center of the floor to provide a stable work area for larger projects. I'd like to set it up to be built around the table saw and a router, but be able to lower both out of the way when not needed. The section of our garage reserved for storing the bee equipment is going to eventually be re-organized and finished better as well, better lighting, fully enclose it, drywall, the works. Although, I hate doing drywall work. Especially on the damned ceilings. You want fun? Try holding up and securing a 4'x8' sheet of 3/8" sheetrock. Ugh.



I picked up Laurell K. Hamilton's "Dance Macabre" the other day from the library, the newest in the Anita Blake series. I finished it the same evening. After having read the first three chapters a few months ago, I was dreading this one. But, it really wasn't as bad as I was expecting. Still far from the best of the series, but maybe even better then the last couple of installments.



I'm getting closer and closer to finishing the Dark Tower series as well. Close to halfway through the 7th and final book. And what a trip it's been. Jesus. I think I can honestly say that all other fantasy, horror, and sci-fi novels I've read are pale in comparison to this series. And it does me VERY well, ayuh. The complexity of the story is unreal, how everything ties to everything else on so many different levels, it gets mind-boggling. And a lot of the ideas really aren't so far-fetched to me. A couple of months from now, I anticipate that I'll be re-reading the entire series again.



I started my game back up on FFVII, which I haven't touched in months, and that was just for a few minutes. It was probably 3 years before that since I had played it. If I still had the memory card my old saves were on, I probably would have just fooled around with those for awhile. But, I'm on a fairly new game now. Not going to get too addicted to it this time around, so it'll probably be awhile before I make much progress. I need to get back around to finishing up my game on FFX too. I've probably got under 2 hours left to beat it. Been like that for a year now. Plus games on FF V and VI that are mid-way through. Fairly new games on both GTA3 and GTA: San Andreas. I had started a new game on Morrowind as well, but it got wiped when I formatted my comp a few weeks ago. Oh well. I've got far more gaming then I'll get around to finishing anytime soon as it is.



I've been in a damn good mood though. I've got several projects going, school starts in about a month and a half, and there's a few other things I'm really looking foreward to.



I'm kinda feeling like I'm on the path of the Beam, and there IS someone on the top floor.



But, I've rambled far longer then I'm sure anyone is really going to be interested in reading, so I'm wrapping it up here.



And don't forget, the Platypi are watching.



(And before some smartass like Daire points it out to me, I know, by the time this was posted, it wasn't technically Saturday night any more, but Sunday morning. Fuck you, it was Saturday when I started typing.)

There was a lot of drama in the recent past on this site, concerning a certain "little blue jewel," by someone basically claiming she wasn't who she claimed to be, among other claims. Well, even I can admit when I was wrong, as much as it may bother me.



I finally discovered the truth, and the reality goes far deeper then the claims that have been made.



After catching a glimpse of a certain someone's webcam after having forgotten a few bits of personal grooming crucial to her facade, I'm happy to say that I can reveal the definitive truth. Make sure you're sitting down, even I was shocked.

5 gallons of jungle juice, 4 trays of jello shots, at least 6 cases of beer, 3 5ths of flavored smirnoff, vanilla, cranberry, and something else, a half gallon of smirnoff red label.

I figured it was about time I added something to this one way or another.



I've got two months until I start back to school. I've put it off for way too long. But, when I first started college, I really wasn't ready for it. I think I am now. I'm actually looking forward to going to classes, for the first time in a long time.



I've had to drop several plans I had for this summer, but it's not really bugging me. A couple of years ago, I would have been pissed about it. I'm still planning to either go rafting later this summer, or take a trip to Cedar Point. It's been awhile since I've done either, and have wanted to go back for awhile. I'm leaning towards rafting if I can get a couple of people together that want to go with me. Ideally, I'd like to get a few people together to make a few runs down the lower New and lower Gauley rivers, then do a run down the full Gauley when they open it up this fall. I don't see that happening this year though. Maybe next year.



I found out not too long ago that my grandfather's health is declining fairly rapidly. He's 85, and up until the past year or two was still helping put up hay, gardening, and generally being pretty active. Now he only has one working kidney, and it's only at about 30%. His medication hasn't been able to keep his blood pressure under control either. Still, he works in the garden, just rests a lot more. He was talking to my father about his health not too long ago, and said something that stuck in my head.



"I'm going to live forever...... or die trying."



That's definatley the way to live.