Wednesday, April 09, 2003
Finally.. |8:24 PM| Here is a picture that is much more flattering of picture of PortalStar. Taken by her roomate. It's a bit big, so modem users will want to have patience.
The Image
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Tuesday, April 08, 2003
High Council of Grey-ish bug eyed aliens. |11:22 PM| I was looking into swing dancing classes months ago for a couple reasons. The inspiration to seek dance classes came while watching a scary punk guy toss women around the dance floor at the (Now consumed by fire) Black Cats (May its ashes smoke and crumble in peace). I had two reasons for going to dance classes, one was to meet women, and the other was to broaden my horizons a bit. I am of the attitude that if I was to be abducted by space aliens and place before a large council asking me to justify my existence, I should have some good answers and some interesting skills. My motivations have been revised now, as now I'm going to the classes with a woman I've met. However, if Kelrath and the Grim Council should ask me to prove my worth, I can now do the triple step, and the rock step, thus saving my puny earthling life.
Went to the first swing dancing class last night, and managed to not make a total buffoon of myself. I was able to improve quite a bit when I practiced later with Portal. She realized I was missing a crucial part of the rock step, and that made everything easier.
We tried to practice later, but without music of the proper beat, it was difficult. Of all the music we attempted to use, the dance beat techno was the most strenuous. I was able to keep up for a few minutes, but then I decided I had to go to the emergency room, or be shot.
Portal was very patient, seeing as she can already dance. I, on the other hand, cannot. I in fact cancel out most other people's ability to dance. There's some old saying, if you can talk you can sing, if you can walk you can dance. I tend to walk into barriers, so perhaps I'll need some work before dancing.
The class was a blast, and I strongly recommend giving it a shot.
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Swing |6:11 PM| I'm waiting here for Portal to call me, we're finally going swing dancing. However, while discussing the name of the place running the lessons (Four on the Floor) with Trillian, she found this link for me:
This link features low res movies of canoe man, which you may or may not enjoy. Since I just got the call from PortalStar, I've been unable to watch them, but the images and the backstory Trillian provided amused me enough to paste the link.
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Monday, April 07, 2003
Failure was riding in the trunk |10:15 AM| Portalstar and I did our very best to go swimming this past sunday. We continually met with park closings, new "Temporary closings" and in one instance, an apocolyptic sized swarm of insects.
We drove all over the wilder areas of Austin, which translates to "tamed, but uncomfortable". The first swimming area we checked had people fishing in it, but before I could get a hook stuck in my ass, the park ranger told everyone they were closed. Star and I did our best not to fall off the cliffside. Finding Mansfield dam closed to the public for an unspecified period of time, we ended up walking down to the base of it. More people were fishing, but what chased us off there was a huge, undulating swarm of droning insects. I wasn't sure what manner of flitting creature they were, and according to Portal "If they're mosquitoes, we're leaving".
I leaned forward (the swarm was over the water) and snatched one from the air. Lo and behold, I held a flying vampire. When I related this to Portal, she said "We're leaving" and began hurrying off towards the car. Seeing a lack of urgency to my pace, she yelled back "Fire in the hole, [Cecil]!" and continued running. I found this amusing, but I did still find myself running before the bastards picked up on all the bananas I've been eating. From what I understand, it makes you more attractive to the needle nosed bastards.
Despite our attempts to commune with nature, we ended up using the over-chlorinated pool back at my apartment.
I did finally get to see "Battle Royale" at a den of stinky-hippidom, the "Escapist Bookstore". They were raising money for the West Memphis 3. I intend to look up information on that particular cause. Battle Royale itself lived up to what I had heard, but it had an unexpected ending.
If you happen to get a chance to see the documentary (Called "Hell House") about the South Texas Trinity church's haunted house depicting the wages of sin and whatnot (Also called "Hell House") I strongly reccomend it. It's an entirely terrifying film, but not in the way the subjects would have intended, I'm sure. I wonder what, exactly, the producers of the film told the church members, or how they presented themselves, to be given such access to the workings of the project. I ask this, because the documentary is very clearly biased against the church (for good reason).
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Sunday, April 06, 2003
I am a consumer whore. |4:29 PM| Dear Mr. Hare E Hopper-
I recently purchased your Hostess Hopper snack cakes from a vending machine, strictly on the strength of your endorsement and the promise of "super sprinkles". Though I found the bright colors tempting, and the price for two cupcakes reasonable, I can say it was the package's claims that won me over.
I found the cake itself to be tasty, but the sprinkles were far from super.
Not to say they were not sweet and delicious, but they did not even imbue me with super strength, or super speed. Is this the kind of image dilution you want?
-Cecil
Somehow this hunk of crap post was stuck in the drafts section of blogger. I bothered to take pictures, so I thought I'd at least make sure the post saw the light of day. Off to the swimming hole
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Finally.. |8:24 PM| Here is a picture that is much more flattering of picture of PortalStar. Taken by her roomate. It's a bit big, so modem users will want to have patience.
The Image
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Tuesday, April 08, 2003
High Council of Grey-ish bug eyed aliens. |11:22 PM| I was looking into swing dancing classes months ago for a couple reasons. The inspiration to seek dance classes came while watching a scary punk guy toss women around the dance floor at the (Now consumed by fire) Black Cats (May its ashes smoke and crumble in peace). I had two reasons for going to dance classes, one was to meet women, and the other was to broaden my horizons a bit. I am of the attitude that if I was to be abducted by space aliens and place before a large council asking me to justify my existence, I should have some good answers and some interesting skills. My motivations have been revised now, as now I'm going to the classes with a woman I've met. However, if Kelrath and the Grim Council should ask me to prove my worth, I can now do the triple step, and the rock step, thus saving my puny earthling life.
Went to the first swing dancing class last night, and managed to not make a total buffoon of myself. I was able to improve quite a bit when I practiced later with Portal. She realized I was missing a crucial part of the rock step, and that made everything easier.
We tried to practice later, but without music of the proper beat, it was difficult. Of all the music we attempted to use, the dance beat techno was the most strenuous. I was able to keep up for a few minutes, but then I decided I had to go to the emergency room, or be shot.
Portal was very patient, seeing as she can already dance. I, on the other hand, cannot. I in fact cancel out most other people's ability to dance. There's some old saying, if you can talk you can sing, if you can walk you can dance. I tend to walk into barriers, so perhaps I'll need some work before dancing.
The class was a blast, and I strongly recommend giving it a shot.
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Swing |6:11 PM| I'm waiting here for Portal to call me, we're finally going swing dancing. However, while discussing the name of the place running the lessons (Four on the Floor) with Trillian, she found this link for me:
This link features low res movies of canoe man, which you may or may not enjoy. Since I just got the call from PortalStar, I've been unable to watch them, but the images and the backstory Trillian provided amused me enough to paste the link.
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Monday, April 07, 2003
Failure was riding in the trunk |10:15 AM| Portalstar and I did our very best to go swimming this past sunday. We continually met with park closings, new "Temporary closings" and in one instance, an apocolyptic sized swarm of insects.
We drove all over the wilder areas of Austin, which translates to "tamed, but uncomfortable". The first swimming area we checked had people fishing in it, but before I could get a hook stuck in my ass, the park ranger told everyone they were closed. Star and I did our best not to fall off the cliffside. Finding Mansfield dam closed to the public for an unspecified period of time, we ended up walking down to the base of it. More people were fishing, but what chased us off there was a huge, undulating swarm of droning insects. I wasn't sure what manner of flitting creature they were, and according to Portal "If they're mosquitoes, we're leaving".
I leaned forward (the swarm was over the water) and snatched one from the air. Lo and behold, I held a flying vampire. When I related this to Portal, she said "We're leaving" and began hurrying off towards the car. Seeing a lack of urgency to my pace, she yelled back "Fire in the hole, [Cecil]!" and continued running. I found this amusing, but I did still find myself running before the bastards picked up on all the bananas I've been eating. From what I understand, it makes you more attractive to the needle nosed bastards.
Despite our attempts to commune with nature, we ended up using the over-chlorinated pool back at my apartment.
I did finally get to see "Battle Royale" at a den of stinky-hippidom, the "Escapist Bookstore". They were raising money for the West Memphis 3. I intend to look up information on that particular cause. Battle Royale itself lived up to what I had heard, but it had an unexpected ending.
If you happen to get a chance to see the documentary (Called "Hell House") about the South Texas Trinity church's haunted house depicting the wages of sin and whatnot (Also called "Hell House") I strongly reccomend it. It's an entirely terrifying film, but not in the way the subjects would have intended, I'm sure. I wonder what, exactly, the producers of the film told the church members, or how they presented themselves, to be given such access to the workings of the project. I ask this, because the documentary is very clearly biased against the church (for good reason).
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Sunday, April 06, 2003
I am a consumer whore. |4:29 PM| Dear Mr. Hare E Hopper-
I recently purchased your Hostess Hopper snack cakes from a vending machine, strictly on the strength of your endorsement and the promise of "super sprinkles". Though I found the bright colors tempting, and the price for two cupcakes reasonable, I can say it was the package's claims that won me over.
I found the cake itself to be tasty, but the sprinkles were far from super.
Not to say they were not sweet and delicious, but they did not even imbue me with super strength, or super speed. Is this the kind of image dilution you want?
-Cecil
Somehow this hunk of crap post was stuck in the drafts section of blogger. I bothered to take pictures, so I thought I'd at least make sure the post saw the light of day. Off to the swimming hole
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