Tuesday, July 22, 2003

THE 700 CLUB DRINKING GAME
Take ONE (1) drink when:
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[*]Someone says "God" or "Jesus"
[*]Someone criticizes the homosexual lifestyle
[*]Someone starts to pray
[*]Someone references the Bible
[*]Someone tries to sell something
[*]The Democrats are blamed for anything
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Take TWO (2) drinks when:
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[*]Someone criticizes the current political leadership
[*]Any of society's ills are blamed on atheism
[*]Bill Clinton is mentioned
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Take THREE (3) drinks when:
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[*]Satanic cults are blamed for anything
[*]The Republicans are called "soft" on anything
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Drink the ENTIRE FUCKING BOTTLE when:
[list]
[*]Pat Robertson says something intelligent
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Friday, June 06, 2003

Original Boski: u need 2 post on ur blog
Original Boski: so ppl dont think ur dead

Wednesday, May 07, 2003

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Wednesday, April 30, 2003

Sorry guys, too much shit has happened recently so im not even going to try and post it all.

May 8th is an important day. That is the day that I finally close on my new house, allowing us to move in. The Maxwell House blowout party will also be happening on the 8th. Probably 2 kegs, hooch, and vodka shots (like last time). Cups are 3 bucks, plz don’t bring cops, etc. Might be having an after party (for those people we know) at the new house if the kegs run dry early at Maxwell.

Here is a picture of me fording a god damn 4 foot deep creek Saturday night. Whoever thinks the Mercedes is a pussy SUV shoulda seen it that night. She tore up that god damn muddy rocky dark trail like it was a drive to soccer practice. Too bad this picture didn’t turn out very well.



I’m probably enrolling in summer school….It’s a good idea. What about the Bahamas damn it?!? There is much to think about on this bueatiful night. Mahalo.

"This was the fatal flaw in Tim Leary's trip. He crashed around America selling "consciousness expansion" without ever giving a thought to the grim meat-hook realities that were lying in wait for all the people who took him too seriously. After West Point and the Priesthood, LSD must have seemed entirely logical to him . . . but there is not much satisfaction in knowing that he blew it very badiy for himself, because he took too many others down with him.

Not that they didn't deserve it: No doubt they all Got What Was Coming To Them. All those pathetically eager acid freaks who thought they could buy Peace and Understanding fot three bucks a hit. But their failure is ours, too.

What Leary took down with him was the central illusion of a whole life-style that he helped to create . . . a generation of permanent cripples, failed seekers, who never understood the essential old-mystic fallacy of the Acid Culture: the desperate assumption that somebody-or at least some force-is tending that Light at the end of the tunnel.
" - Dr. Thompson

actual update to come later on

Wednesday, April 23, 2003

MY HEAD! IT BURNS

Tuesday, April 22, 2003

Despite the fact that I have nothing worthwhile to post, I'm going to do my best to entertain the masses.
The weekend was filled with tom foolery on an epic scale. Thursday night found me and Fajitas at a ceres sorority function.
It was decent, and I think a chick from it might actually like me(!!!!). Friday night found the entire krew at someone random's house for a kegger.
Fun was had by all and i got a real cute chick's phone number that im going to call tonight if I have any balls. By saturday our travelers were weary and hung over, but we (some of us) still made it to kings island for a day of fun in the sun. Sunday was worthless. Monday was worthless.

Good news! a Jacuzzi in the backyard of my new house is well within reach and is going to happen. We're also going to build a bar in the kitchen, making it the pimpest house ever. Hot tub is going to look alot like this:


It's a pretty simple circular design that does not have those crazy seats sculpeted in. It's just basically a bench all the way around. This is important because its easier to fit 10 drunkards in that way.

Elsewhere in the world, Mike Karounos himself has entered the world of weblogs with his fucked up page. He tries to write like some fucked up hybrid of Hunter S. Thompson (god), and H.P. Lovecraft. GO HERE AND MAKE FUN OF HIM POST HASTE

Thats about all I have to say for now. I'm on my way to my third beer, hopefully something interesting will happen tonight.






Thursday, April 17, 2003

remember kids, when you're short on money, throw parties where you sell alcohol to other kids!

Well I havnt updated in a while, most likely because I have nothing of interest to post. Maybe ill put something funny up here later