objectify!!!
i made a new project page. no design thought went into it whatsoever. it’s another one of crimsontoe’s pet projects. you ranks some hunnies and then the guy fills out the data in excel and then compiles it and shows it to all his friends. it’s a real rocket science here.
Monthly Archive for May, 2001
ouch. that’s gotta hurt.
i’m beyond everything. yahoo games has a new ‘tornado 21′ game and some fun trivia. today it took me five hours to complete the entire process of eating a dinner. only about an hour was spent eating. crazy raisins!
ok. this is something i really hate. my comp has some stupid glitch where it randomly will subtract an hour from my system clock without even telling me. all this time i thought it was 1:50am and i’m just finding out now that it’s 2:50am. i researched it on the internet and i was surprised that i actually found that it’s a problem with norton antivirus or something (why would an antivirus need to manipulate the system clock ever?) and there was a patch that i downloaded and installed. it was great for a while, my clock actually stated the correct time. for the past few months it’s been messing around again. grrr.
well, i should be sleeping. it’s three am after all. keep it real daddy-os.
i was going to go to sleep, but i instead opted to blog. not so much to say. it’s obvious from the layout that i’m out of purple fever mode. i just don’t seen to be able to find the time to figure out a way to make the blog look nice. i was having scripting problems before and i got fed up and it’ll be a while before i do anything.
in the 2 days i’ve had ryan klesko, he’s 5/6, 5R, 3HR, 9 RBI!! i jumped from like 5th to one point from 2nd.
you know that i’ll be happy when the next toe jam and earl game is released.
Yo I was hangin’ in my rocketship, with nowhere to go
So I was cruisin’, listenin’ to the radio
Jetted to my homey’s. Pulled up outside
Said, “Yo Earl! How about a joyride!”
Earl came in, climbed into the back seat
We shot up, to about a million feet
Kicked back. Turned on the cruise control
Cranked up, the maga-watt stereo
We cruised by a planet, took it low through the atmosphere
we took it low so the people down below could hear
Earl cranked the bass, we were thumpin’ out a funky beat
I was low ridin’, chillin’ in the pilot’s seat
Down below the pla-net was quakin’
On the ground they were, booty shakin’
They were def and definit-ly not fakin’
They were get-tin’ down, they were, break break’n
Pulled into outer space. Put the pedal down
Picked up the pace to the speed of funky sound
We hit the fast lane passin’ all the others by
I grabbed the gear shift and shifted into overdrive
Earl and I were high speed hip hoppin’
Givin’ no indication of, ever stoppin’
We were def and definit-ly bop boppin’
To the rhythm of our engine that was, pop poppin’
Soon I checked the rearview, and wasn’t too surprised
To see a ship with flashin’ light that I recognized
He pulled me over, I said, “Yo, wha’sup my man?”
He reached out, had a yellow ticket in his hand.
I took the ticket, then I had to laugh
Turns out, all he wanted was an autograph
We signed our names, and then we headed out
For me and Earl, bein’ cool is what it’s all about
So we were truckin’, groovin’ to the funky beat
When Earl said he’d like a shot in the driver’s seat
Well Earl’s cool but he’s not the most coordinated
But I was feelin fly, so I capitulated
Earl took the wheel but he was bustin’ out a Earl Jam - I said
“Yo Earl, Get with the program”
Earl looked up and said, “Yo, don’t get annoyed”
And that’s when Big Rappin’ Earl hit the asteroid.
Earl and I we were, nose divin’ - I said
“Maybe it’s time for me to be drivin”
It was lookin’ like, I had made a mistake
That would end me up, as a ToeJam Pancake
We hit the ground in a great big fireball
Guess we got lucky cause we didn’t get hurt at all, I said
“Yo Earl, while we’re here why don’t we check it out”
Cause bein’ cool for me and Earl is what its all about.
got back from the raps. we whomped them. we did something we should have done a lot time ago, double AI on every possesion. he was 2 for his first 12 and so we basically ran away with the game. we’re going back to philly to win game seven and then we’re going to play either the hornets or the bucks for the conference finals. tickets go on sale for t.o. games saturday at 10am, so if you read this sometime before then and live here, consider this your heads up. game one will prolly be on wednesday, game 2 on friday, game three on sunday, and game four the next wednesday. i gotta wake up at 8am and organize myself. yeah right. i’m getting my whole family and three friends to help me wake up in time. i hope it’s enough. my whole day was getting ready for the game. i woke up at 10, partied at my house for a while, got dressed and all that, read previews of the game, read my SI, left for the game at 4, picked up my tickets at 5:30, was at the acc by 6, gates opened at 6:30, got some autographs and round rappers, game started at 8, watched the game, cheered a lot, game finished around 10:45 ish, went to my friends’ cars, went to get free pizza, went home and then came to blog.
… and now you know the rest of the story.
my summer movies: tomb raider, osmosis jones, the spirits within, the mummy returns, and shrek. i don’t think any of these require links. zzzzzzzz… laters.
i almost forgot to plug season finales past and present: friends stunk (rachel’s a garden tool); dark angel may 22nd!; voyager next wednesday (series finale with borg and junk); simpsons this weekend… and this is where i realize that i don’t watch enough tv because i’m not going to watch any other finales. oh well. sweeps me up daddy-o.
there’s some weird happenings on brinkster sites. a lot of people are stealing personal webpage designs. if you’re a blog reader you should know what i’m talking about.
stuff i’ve read about today; poetry, coke, stolen pages, grey day, how the raptors suck… man. i’ll see you at the game tomorrow.
finally!! i place i can call internet home. this is what i’ve been looking for! oh my search is finally complete! yay!
today we had a wicked game of bball. too bad i wasn’t wearing the right shoes. that and the rims were really tight. i kinda want to go play right now but it’s real dark outside. oh well.
i found all these new dance pages. kitty dance; cow dance; fishy dance; basically a whole bunch of hamster dances. i won’t post links cos you don’t need to see that.
i really need some daytona action. and some spiderman too. english is mad cos i need to write 4 responses, and isu essay and do a presention all in the next week. quite frankly i’m toast. ok, i’m not toast, but i’m not going to have fun doing it. i spent all of last night making my new y! group all cool and fun. check it out. i worked pretty hard on it eh?
hiyo.org may be forced to move and/or lose it’s domain name. i’m thinking liquid2k.com/hiyo at the moment. of course i haven’t signed up for it yet, but that would be the new address prolly after the summer if i lose everything.
Yeah… Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing cos I’m counting no age
Now I couldn’t be there
Now you shouldn’t be scared
I’m good at repairs
And I’m under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn’t think so I command you to
Panoramic view
Look I’ll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin’ tunes?
Picture you gettin’ down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse
You think it’s fictional
Mystical? Maybe
Spiritual
Hearable
What appears in you is a clearer view cos you’re too crazy
Lifeless
To know the definition for what life is
Priceless
For you because I put you on the hype shit
You like it?
Gunsmokin’ righteous with one token
Psychic among those
Possess you with one go
The essence the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make this
Child, like in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don’t that’s a fallacy
I’m in them
Every sprouting tree
Every child apiece
Every cloud you see
You see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise
Corruption in disguise
From this fuckin’ enterprise
Now I’m sucking to your lies
Through Russ, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides
with me as a guide
But y’all can see me now cos you don’t see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That’s the inner
So I’m gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor
With a few rhymes so mother fuckers
Remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead
No squealing, remember
(that it’s all in your head)
i had a blogger going for yesterday but i didn’t publish. sleepy…
the raps stunk it up yesterday. and to make it even worse, i couldn’t even buy tickets to game six. we were planning on getting 20 and in the end we get zero. ticketmaster’s fault. argh. oh well. my bro got an extra ticket so i can go. sucks to be my friends i say.
be glad you don’t have acromegaly. it makes for some nasty hunnies.
my whole day: trying to buy raps; tv; eating; creating new layout; fixing new layout; try to kill the dumb banner than was re-overridden; still trying to kill it; still not dead; still there; [just got a phone call asking if i wanted windows cleaned. guy had a cool australian sounding accent]; fixed new layout more, fixed it more; got frustrated and gave up fixing it; worked on hormone assignement; came here to blog… and my day continues. btw, the timing on the posts are three hours slow (i.e. add three hours) and i don’t know why because my info says the correct time zone. zahhhh….
ah, almost forgot to badmouth namezero. namezero is crud. despite the fact my website frame thoroughly promotes namezero, it is in fact a worthless company. however i gain comfort when i sleep in the fact that their business model (no matter how unique) is in fact so terrible that there is no chance i can see that they make any money. so sucks to that arsemar.
ah the things i got yesterday from the raps: an official bench towel (see) (buy); raptor balloon animal; four raptor claw flags; 10 raptor ‘purple fever’ rub on tattoos; raptor airbrushed claw (this one was on my arm)… i think that’s it. i totally missed out on getting the raptors purple headband… also ticketmaster’s fault. dumb gits.
and i just found out i have to learn how planes land.
Hey, happy mother’s day mom. just when i thought that you never did anything for me.
did ya see the raps? fifty points, free headbands, towels… man. good game. i’ll see you there on sunday.
i think my neighbour was giving me cut-eye when i was playing some basketball on my driveway today.
remember the mighty morphin power rangers? remember how rita found tommy to be her evil green ranger and he kicked the power rangers every episode and then they stole his power and then he became good? and then tommy became the good green ranger and then rita was mad so she used her green candle which took away his power and then zordon created a white ranger and let tommy be him and then he got the white tiger thing along with titanus and then they were awesome! ah the good ol’ days huh?
blogs are supposed to be fun eh?
hiyo.org is bloggered up.yay.