There are tadpoles in my pool. Tadpoles in my pool! If there was ever a sign of not cleaning something after a rainstorm, it's tadpoles. They look like itty-bitty sperm (though, technically, larger than life-sized sperm), and I can't clean my pool now, it'll kill them! And I can't kill them, because it will bring back all the horrible images of my friend's mother's English friend Joe's vasectomy! Not that I was there, but my imagination does run away with me sometimes. Oh, well, maybe if I just wait long enough, they'll leap frog it out of here? One can dream, right?
Polling.
Wow. Last week, when I told everyone about the poll that I created, I didn't quite expect every person that voted (four of you), to also explain why my choices were silly and suggest other, less silly, choices. So I'm redoing the poll (effectively forcing everyone to revote). Instead of the answer choices that I didn't want to do anyway, I'll put in some of your suggestions. Also, the Grim Reaper. Because he sounds like fun. And, of course, some female choices (seeing as how the Philosopher's Stone has been a Sausage Fest for a while now). It seems that the fictional Pixel, like his real life counterpart, does not talk to any women. Hm. That's kind of sad. I think I'll go lay down for a while.
One craZy little boy.
Guess what I found? I found a 3-page story that I wrote when I was 13. Wanna read it? Okay, here goes. It's called The Raccoon.
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The Raccoon
D˙n Stygean was walking through the woods one warm December night. It’s hot, he thought that it was too hot to be -12°C but… who knows? As he skipped along he thought that he saw a small animal, and since he liked animals, he went to go pet it. As he neared it, he saw that it was a raccoon with a small hole in his head. D˙n stopped playing with it after around fifteen minutes, when he realized that it was not moving. He inspected the hole and saw that a 9mm gun made it. This made him quite mad, HOW COULD ANYONE do THIS!? He mentally shouted. His sadness quickly turned to rage as he saw that the trees thinned out just ahead to a red building. Well, he thought, IF they didn’t do it; then they must know who killed this poor defenseless creature. As he made his way there, he thought of the bible, “Didn’t it say, ‘if thou doth findeth thyne deadeth animal, then thou shalt kill thyne’s killer?’”
he seemed to remember. After thinking this, D˙n knew that it was HIS responsibility to kill the person. Driven by his blind rage, D˙n took out his tools of destruction and walked up to the building. Armed to the teeth (quite literally) he ignored the sign in front: “Saint Beverly’s Private school for the hearing impaired.” Once inside, he saw a lady turned around facing an odd T.V. that had a bunch of letters being typed on it. He didn’t understand why so, walking up to the desk, he called out, “Hey lady!” She ignored him. Now D˙n is relatively hard to anger, but he didn’t like being ignored. To cool himself down, he decided to ask about the raccoon, “Hey lady. Didja see who killed that raccoon in the forest?” She ignored him again. He started beating the desk, in an effort to draw her attention. Finally, she turned around and started moving her hands and mumbling words. D˙n was smart enough
to know that she was flipping him off in other languages, so he (losing his cool), took out his pump-action, double-barraled, sawed-off shotgun and blew her to tiny pieces. He proceeded to walk around the building. He encountered several other people that all somehow pissed him off and he… killed them all. “Well, that was pointless,” he said. “Why do I always do this? I’m gonna run out of people to frame… Jonesborough, Littleton, umm… I forgot, but… they’ll start to notice soon.” It seemed that his good intentions always ended badly. He went downstairs and walked out— —straight into a bunch of police cars. “STOP! POLICE!” He stopped, after all, they had said please. He looked around and saw that they all had small guns, guns small enough to… in fact, 9MMs! THEY COULD HAVE KILLED IT! He thought. “Raccoon killers,” he mumbled as he reached for his rocket launcher. They fired at
him, which only made him mad. Oddly enough, he killed all of them and didn’t get shot a single time… weird. Leaving the scene of the crime, he went on to an elementary school…
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Detective Paul Henricson was shocked by what he saw. He saw at least twenty cop cars go up in flames. I was supposed to back them up. I can’t believe it. Thank you Dunkin’ Donuts! he thought. He saw the suspect walk calmly away without a scratch, and, thinking that there might be cops trapped in the flaming cars, or the flaming building, he ran to go check. He found that they had all died. He mourned for their extra-crispy, Kentucky fried souls. “D-—N RACCOON KILLERS!!! WHO KILLED IT!?!” he heard from all the way across the town. He arrived there just in time to see the suspect walk out of a flaming gun shop. “I BET HE SOLD THAT GUN TO THAT KILLER!!” the suspect said. Paul was too scared to shoot at the suspect (who was walking toward an elementary school) and instead thought of a plan. He went to a nearby bench and thought for a while. Well, I could do that, but
I’d have to die… oh, well, it’s been a slice! He ran up to the elementary building, preparing to go in. He took one last moment to savor life… when, he saw a bunch of kids walking around. This gave him an idea, “HEY KID! YEAH, YOU! THE ONE WITH THE BLUE SHIRT!” he yelled. A small ten-year-old boy in a red shirt came up and said, “Who, me?” “Yeah, you…” Smart, he thought. Then he whispered something in his ear. He took out his bullet-less 9mm and gave it to him. “I get to… keep this?” he asked, incredulously. “Yeah, just do what I told you.” “Okay,” and he ran up to the school, which was now shaking under large amounts of bullets being pounded into it. Paul waited… And waited… And waited… Then, he heard, “I KILLED THE RACCOON!!” Paul waited… And waited… 10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. And
waited…
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CRA-KA-BOOM!!
The entirety of Orange ceased to exist. The sound was heard thoughtout the nation. If anybody cared, it didn’t seem like it. This didn’t even make the news! Mostly, because all of the people that lived there were either stupid, old, cranky, boring, greedy, and/or annoying. And although most people are like that, no one wanted to hear it. Miraculously, D˙n survived. He was blown clear to New Mexico and landed in a pillow factory…
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Somewhere in New Mexico: I hate raccoons, hate them. Oh, look! There’s one! POW! I wish I had a better gun, d—-n 9mm. I need more firepower. I’ve just about killed all the raccoons that I’ve seen. Now for deer. He he. … … … I wonder who’s following me?
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Yeah... I recommend you not look too far into that. Other than how I was such a master of the obsurd and ironic at such a young age. Or something equally untrue.
A Small Quiz:
Last week, I said, "[Nikki's] answer to question three was so vulgar and mean-spirited that it made me alternately cry and chortle for two whole weeks. I'll see if you can figure that one out." I suppose Butt *couldn't* figure that one out, so I'll explain it. Nikki's answer said "I'm too lazy to be creative right now Carlos. Make up an answer for me." But the answer that I made up for her was so vulgar and mean-spirited that I alternately cried and chortled for two whole weeks... all of which took place last week. Get it, Butt? *sigh* Nevermind.
This Week’s Questions:
1: Who are you going to vote for? 2: What about in this year's election?
b. If I ran, would you vote for me?
c. For the Philosopher's Stone election, I mean. 3: When did you write your first story? Is it better than mine?
carlos,
i was thinking about who pix should talk to, and what if he talks to
a median who specializes in conjuring up deceased celebs? like elvis,
tupac, biggie smalls ect? then you could have a wacky median and all
the wacky antics only dead famous people could provide.
stefania
ps
my mom says you can come to pittsburgh to pee in her toilet anytime
I think he should talk to Big Bird about the changes on Sesame
Street. Seriously. Have you seen it lately? All of sudden it's all
about learning "Spanish". blah. I heard only people in Born Again
Mexico speak that language. (sarcasm...I don't feel like offending
anyone right now) Crazy mothers made Cookie Monster eat a more
balanced diet...he's effin COOKIE Monster! and Elmo... :shudders:
and don't even start about Ernie and Bert.
<3 xoxo
Cass
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>This Week?s Questions:
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>1: Do you have a brother? yes i do have a brother, and his name is booger. we
named him booger because he was born with a cold...well his real name isnt
booger, but what he doesnt know wont hurt him, and alex is waaaay to common
anyway
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>2: Do you go to IUP? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Well, hopefully.
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>3: Are you going to Switzerland? no but i hear the cheese is good.
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>P.S. A new poll is available at the indepen group site. Your vote
>on this could single-handedly determine what I write for six months.
> Vote wisely.
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>P.P.S. Also, there?s a new database for members in case you want to
>make your contact information widely available. There are plenty of
>reasons for this, but there?s also a buncha-buncha reasons to not.
> It?s up to you.
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>P.P.P.S. Someone complained about the system, so from now on, a
>whole heck-load of a buncha-buncha people will only receive e-mails
>from me. Some will still get everyone?s input (basically just the
>people that have provided their own in the past). If you want me to
>change this, let me know. Also, I understand that you can change
>this yourself, but that?s just silly.
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Well, he just left.My brother, I mean.He comes around about once or twice a season to boost Pix Capacitor ratings.Usually his arrival coordinates with the Busiest Week EVER so that I feel like a bad brother, son, friend, student, and fichus plant all at once.Last time he made me ditch a few finals and final deadlines so that I could go on a trip with him to see him get married.This time he and his wife arrived on Pix Capacitor week.Which sold out somehow (I might be on to something here...selling it!).But enough about that, on to the indepen.
First, a technical note.
Most colleges provide their students with e-mail addresses.Usually, these are an abbreviated form of your own given name.For instance, I receive mail at C.Mariscal@..., but also at pixelq@.... Also, Pixel_Q_Styx@..., Pixel_Q_Styx@..., PixelQStyx@..., ten other specifically hidden e-mails for fictional characters that I do not claim to be, and hdyl@....
The last e-mail and the first one really work from the same account.See, this college, which shall remain nameless, one day decided to just give everybody four letters as their e-mail address (plus the @iup.edu stuff).
The thing about this is that you still get e-mail sent to the longer e-mail account.For instance, you can send e-mail to both "nyml@..." and "M.J. Gorzalski@...," but you only receive it at nyml@.... At least that's what I'm guessing.We should all spam, I mean e-mail, both accounts numerous times to find out.
There's a point to this.Okay.It was brought to my attention by my friend Butt (who is such an Ass, but it’s okay, he’s just a little Behind right now, he’ll get it in the End), that he couldn’t post because the computer didn’t realize that the two e-mails were actually one.
Obviously, since he has responded so eloquently (and often, oh, so often), we have solved this problem.For him at least.I’m not sure about other cases.I am sure, however, that at least one other person has tried to post and failed (twice).For that, I’m sorry.If this is you, all you have to do is unsubscribe as S.P.Demczak@... and resubscribe as nzml@.... Hmm…Damn, I gave that away, didn’t I?I am really bad at that.Oh, well.
Swiss trip.
Okay, so it turns out that a college student can go to Switzerland (or Germany, or the UK, or the Netherlands, or wherever his or her heart desires) just as easily as they can go to Pennsylvania (and only Pennsylvania… well, maybe Indiana).
I have decided to take up this offer, at least for the next twelve hours.If my whim goes by, I probably won’t end up committing myself to six months in Europe, but I’m a very stubbornly ambivalent person so I doubt that will be the case.
You know what this means, right?Neither do I, that’s why I’m getting more information tomorrow.I’ll tell you what I figure out.
A Small Quiz:
This week, *sigh*, Butt wins again.He responded first, and I really liked his “enemies” idea.
I’d give Nikki the prize and just pretend her response was first, but frankly, her answer to question three was so vulgar and mean-spirited that it made me alternately cry and chortle for two whole weeks.I'll see if you can figure that one out.
This Week’s Questions:
1:Do you have a brother?
2: Do you go to IUP?
3:Are you going to Switzerland?
.... damn.
P.S.A new poll is available at the indepen group site.Your vote on this could single-handedly determine what I write for six months.Vote wisely.
P.P.S.Also, there’s a new database for members in case you want to make your contact information widely available.There are plenty of reasons for this, but there’s also a buncha-buncha reasons to not.It’s up to you.
P.P.P.S.Someone complained about the system, so from now on, a whole heck-load of a buncha-buncha people will only receive e-mails from me.Some will still get everyone’s input (basically just the people that have provided their own in the past).If you want me to change this, let me know.Also, I understand that you can change this yourself, but that’s just silly.
Enter your vote today! A new poll has been created for the
indepen group:
For the Fall of 2004, in the
Philosopher's Stone section of the Pix
Capacitor, who should Pixel talk to?
o Sigmund Freud
o Niccolo Machiavelli
o Socrates
o The MiB
o Albus Dumbledore
o Future Pixel
o Young Pixel
o Jesus
o Some Current World Leader/Philosopher
o Someone else
To vote, please visit the following web page:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/indepen/surveys?id=1334180
Note: Please do not reply to this message. Poll votes are
not collected via email. To vote, you must go to the Yahoo! Groups
web site listed above.
Thanks!
>This Week’s Questions:
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>1: Can you think of a good name to call my fuzzy-headed friend?
>2: Any questions I forgot that aren't just ripped off from
>www.dead-baby-jokes.com?
>3: Are you planning on creating a spin-off business? If so, what is it?
nikki's answers:
1. How about The Perminator..."he'll grow back."
2. Never heard of this website.
3. I'm too lazy to be creative right now Carlos. Make up an answer for me.
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If you are reading this email you must touch your penis.
>This Week's Questions:
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>1: Pubic hair head
>2: what do you mean by questions?
>3: I'm going to do a spinoff of Friends and it is called Enemies.
Love,
Butt
Oh, man! Has this week been exciting and mysterious, or what? I mean, first that one classified adventure, then that other confidential rendezvous with the unknown stranger, finally that mysterious test of character and ability. Oh, if only this didn't have to be forever hidden from the people who are the most curious (ha ha. It's actually kind of ironic if you think about it). Oh, well..
Top 15 names to call recently bald people claiming to be sex gods:
1. Ghandi 2. Dr. Evil 3. Buddha 4. Old Man 5. Uncle Fester 6. Cue Ball 7. Peanut 8. Coconut 9. Crome Dome 10. Powder 11. Pelon (Spanish for Baldie) 12. Baldie 13. Light Bulb 14. Kiwi 15. Monkey Nut
A Mock Interview:
As per the "Illegal or Inappropriate" article on Monster.com (aah! Aaahh!!!), I have decided to create my own series of questions to ask should I ever be in charge of hiring (ha ha). I figure that if the candidates avoid the illegal questions, they must be hiding something, thus, the only way to be sure is to ask them. Fair enough? Now on to the questions:
1. What gender are you? 2. Are you single? 3. Are you likely to become single? 4. Is your relationship open? 5. Are you willing to relocate? 6. What is your religion? 7. Is it the same as mine? 8. Are you willing to change it? 9. What is your race? 10. Are you in the top three at least? 11. And if so, did you get the silver? 12. Are you married? 13. Well, are you divorced? 14. Did he beat you? 15. Did you like it? 16. How long did you put up with it? 17. If it were to happen again, how long would you put up with it? 18. Are you gay? 19. Are you likely to become gay? 20. If so, is it likely to be for Elijah Wood? (who is www.veryverygay.com) 21. Do you have any kids? 22. How many? 23. Are any of them hot 18 year old girls? 24. Well, when DO they turn 18? 25. Are you pregnant? 26.
Really? 27. Are you sure? 28. When was your last menstruation? 29. Hmm... 30. Are you liable to get knocked up? 31. Oh, Damn. 32. Do you have insurance? 33. Do you have a Health Condition? 34. BOO!!!! 35. Where are you from? 36. Are you willing to relocate that? 37. Are you handicapped? 38. Do you object to being called a gimp? 39. Gimpitty-gimp-gimp? 40. Do you have a sense of humor? 41. Do we need to make any special provisions for you? 42. Ha ha ha. No, seriously, you're fine with stuff the way it is, right? 43. What would you consider to be your weaknesses? 44. What about your strengths? 45. Do you have any super strengths? 46. Are you faster than a speeding bullet? 47. That's not what your wife said. 48. How old are you? 49. How old do you want to be one year from now? 50. Why do you want this job? 51. When can you start? 52. Why should we hire you? 53. Why do you want to know? 54. What
did the blind, deaf, mute, paraplegic kid get for Christmas? 55. CANCER!!!
Top 25 Failed Spin-off Business Ventures
1. AppleCee's restaurant 2. Death magazine 3. Space magazine 4. Newsyear magazine 5. Blended magazine 6. Lesser Ajax soap 7. Jennifer Hate Hewitt 8. Drive-Thru Orthodontics 9. Happy-Ho Conselors 10. Sperm Bank ATMs 11. The new "Life" for those serving 25 to Life 12. Dirteenex tissues 13. Quarterhorse Beans 14. Macrowaves 15. Pinebananas 16. Seeded Seedless Watermelons 17. Virus Phones 18. Tissue Phones 19. Organism Phones 20. Palm Copilots (they drink martinis) 21. Rerecliners 22. Femail 23. The Second Bush White House 24. The Picks Crapassshitter (oy... what were we THINKING??) 25. Flintstone's Chewable Minerals
A Small Quiz:
This week, my loveable daughter Denise gets a free Pix Capaacitor. Good job. And now, on
to--
This Week’s Questions:
1: Can you think of a good name to call my fuzzy-headed friend?
Let s see, as a sort of compilation reply to everyone, here goes:
Butt,
You don't 'get' these moderator e-mails, or you don t get these moderator e-mails? I'm not sure I get you. In any case, one of the good/bad sides of being an official group is that everyone can send e-mails. Which is something that a few people (2) don t like I guess, because they just unsubscribed. Hm. I suppose if someone complains, though I will withdraw your ability to post. Fair enough? Good.
love,
Pixel
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A quick comment: 22 women in 60 minutes? I don t know, that seems pretty quick to me.. Unless you meant that they spent 2 days, 23 hours baking muffins and the last hour baking brownies. Which makes sense. I mean, that s bound to be more pleasing than Daniel. Hm.
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I love you too.
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Yes, I would like information how to have larger breasts. Please tell me more.
Funny isn’t it, “they” took this mysterious Pepsi Challenge hun? Something that no one’s ever heard of! Oh and trust me buddy I would've heard something about a little thing you call the “Pepsi Challenge.” How can that be? Jack doesn’t even consume any forms of soda, at lest out of his bedroom… Anyways, concerning more specifically this “god of speed Daniel,” that’s just a vast propaganda cover-up. Why I once recall your greatest friend Daniel spending three endless nights with 22 of America’s most beautiful women, and one from Mexico, and well lets’ just say they didn’t bake the whole time. They only spent 2 day and 23 hours baking muffins. So yeah, there you go buddy. and I ask you what happened, just what happened hun?
It's nice to meet you. I never knew anyone was actually named such a sexy, sexy name. Wow. You must get all of the fine ladies/hos/bee-hotches.
And I’m sorry that you heard me wrong.I'm not saying that my friends are stupid, just that they’re the kind of guys that would get stabbed in a shoot-out. They once took the Pepsi challenge and chose Jiff.They’re the kind of guys that would drop acid if they could carry the car battery...
And about Daniel being a god with the ladies, I hear he is. Specifically Hermes, the god of speed.
my name is carlos, and I think that your stupid friend with the scba's and all that underwater stuff only goes to show that they are in fact really cool people. in light of these brave two guys, it honors me to say that they are the shit any you should do what ever they say, because after all, cool people are the ones we should look up to. like that wonderful Daniel guy! He's great, and I heard he a god with the ladies. you should write a paper all about Daniel's wonderful adventures.
In a message dated 7/17/2004 6:56:52 PM Mountain Standard Time, pixel_q_styx@... writes:
1: My friends are going to prank call Rachele today (915 346 3972), are you?
its too late tonight, but definately tomorrow.
2: I have an idea of what .htm might stand for, but I doubt they’d use that many bad words…
Hates The Microsoft
3: Is SCUBA diving in a pool cool or just sort of sad? Please tell me, I don’t know.
Actually it is pretty sad, butthat doesn't stop me from wanting to try it.
The Ind e-Pen
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Introduction
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Going to kill someone...This internet thing is ridiculous.Did you know that it's World-Wide?Isn't that nuts?I've spent all of this week working on my website.Which is still not up.I can't figure out how to get the links to work or the pictures to... hold on, I'm getting ahead of myself.First, the SCUBA story.
The 'U' in SCUBA
In a recent issue of the Pix Capacitor, some unscrupulous editor printed how he and his friends drove by an old friend's house and Toilet Papered her car for no reason whatsoever.In case you're wondering, her name is Rachele Ann Amos and her cell phone number is (915) 346 4972.
For some reason, my two friends got mad at me for printing this information, and they forbade me to mention another mildly illegal activity that we did just two days later.
But... the way I figure it, as long as the people affected don't find out, we're okay, right? ...Remember, (915) 346 4972.
When firefighters go into a fire, they have tanks called Self Contained Breathing Apparati that breathe for them—not because they’re lazy, just because it’s safer than having them breathe smoke-infested air.
Well, the thing about being a volunteer firefighter is that we have access to all of their equipment.Assuming, of course, that it’s purely for entertainment purposes.And believe me: converting an SCBA into SCUBA is pure entertainment.
For legal reasons, right now I must say that not only was this not my idea, but I didn’t even know about it until my friends showed up at my house asking to use my pool.
What followed after was a series of trial and error experiments.The masks--for some reason--weren’t made to go underwater (pfft!), so we had to jimmy-rig them to make them work.When I say ‘we’ I mean ‘my friends.’Also, having a huge tank on their back somehow forced them to float.They had to tie blocks of concrete to themselves in order to fully sink.
What can I say?We are stupid.I mean, my friends are stupid.
Hilarious, fun, and entertaining, but quite stupidly so.
Websiting Woes
I was hoping to debut my website today, but apparently, like Graphic Design and Biochemistry, it’s a lot more difficult to make a website than I had previously assumed.Who knew that there was a difference between .htm and .html?And if .html is hyper text markup language, what the fishizzle is .htm?
Oi.Headaches.Still though.Soon, you’ll get to visit my website in full glory.Soon…
A Small Quiz:
Congrat's to my good friend Animal who, although he responded to and older set of questions, actually responded.He gets a free Pix Capacitor for that.But, since everybody got his reply, I don't see why I need to type it again.Thus, I'll just go on to this week's questions:
This Week’s Questions:
1:My friends are going to prank call Rachele today (915 346 3972), are you?
2:I have an idea of what .htm might stand for, but I doubt they’d use that many bad words…
3:Is SCUBA diving in a pool cool or just sort of sad?Please tell me, I don’t know.
Going to kill someone...This internet thing is ridiculous.Did you know that it's World-Wide?Isn't that nuts?I've spent all of this week working on my website.Which is still not up.I can't figure out how to get the links to work or the pictures to... hold on, I'm getting ahead of myself.First, the SCUBA story.
The 'U' in SCUBA
In a recent issue of the Pix Capacitor, some unscrupulous editor printed how he and his friends drove by an old friend's house and Toilet Papered her car for no reason whatsoever.In case you're wondering, her name is Rachele Ann Amos and her cell phone number is (915) 346 4972.
For some reason, my two friends got mad at me for printing this information, and they forbade me to mention another mildly illegal activity that we did just two days later.
But... the way I figure it, as long as the people affected don't find out, we're okay, right? ...Remember, (915) 346 4972.
When firefighters go into a fire, they have tanks called Self Contained Breathing Apparati that breathe for them—not because they’re lazy, just because it’s safer than having them breathe smoke-infested air.
Well, the thing about being a volunteer firefighter is that we have access to all of their equipment.Assuming, of course, that it’s purely for entertainment purposes.And believe me: converting an SCBA into SCUBA is pure entertainment.
For legal reasons, right now I must say that not only was this not my idea, but I didn’t even know about it until my friends showed up at my house asking to use my pool.
What followed after was a series of trial and error experiments.The masks--for some reason--weren’t made to go underwater (pfft!), so we had to jimmy-rig them to make them work.When I say ‘we’ I mean ‘my friends.’Also, having a huge tank on their back somehow forced them to float.They had to tie blocks of concrete to themselves in order to fully sink.
What can I say?We are stupid.I mean, my friends are stupid.
Hilarious, fun, and entertaining, but quite stupidly so.
Websiting Woes
I was hoping to debut my website today, but apparently, like Graphic Design and Biochemistry, it’s a lot more difficult to make a website than I had previously assumed.Who knew that there was a difference between .htm and .html?And if .html is hyper text markup language, what the fishizzle is .htm?
Oi.Headaches.Still though.Soon, you’ll get to visit my website in full glory.Soon…
A Small Quiz:
Congrat's to my good friend Animal who, although he responded to and older set of questions, actually responded.He gets a free Pix Capacitor for that.But, since everybody got his reply, I don't see why I need to type it again.Thus, I'll just go on to this week's questions:
This Week’s Questions:
1:My friends are going to prank call Rachele today (915 346 3972), are you?
2:I have an idea of what .htm might stand for, but I doubt they’d use that many bad words…
3:Is SCUBA diving in a pool cool or just sort of sad?Please tell me, I don’t know.
In a message dated 7/4/2004 1:22:14 PM Mountain Standard Time, pixel_q_styx@... writes:
This Week’s Questions:
1: Can you think of another, more fun way to say “barf?”
dont know.... try "Giving tribute to the porcelain God"
2: What are you doing for the fourth of july?
I was working in Texas...ewww.
3: What about another way to say “Ralph?”
I have always preferred Rufus over Ralph.... also you could call him Mr. Machio or Chachi
The Ind e-Pen
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Introduction
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Howdy mischevious youths!Today is day one of the Yahoo Group "indepen."I always feel like saying 'dence day' after that, but that would just be silly.I mean, the U.S. Independence Day isn't for another 365 days!How ludicrous!In any case.This means that now, the tables have turned.Let me explain:
A Group.A Yahoo Group.
Yey!We're a group now!Not like it was that difficult to become a group.I mean, there's groups dedicated to studying various types of swamp crickets in South American jungles.And, I mean... after you discuss the various phenotypes, there really isn't that much more to talk about.
But here, we have waaaaay more to say.At least I do.To 30 of you.See, they only let me add ten addresses per day, so some of you are in the group, some of you are still not.You can make yourself part of the group by just sending an e-mail to "indepen-subscribe@yahoogroups.com" At least, that's what I'm assuming.I haven't tried that yet.Why would I?You know how I hate spam.
In any case, if you go to "http://games.groups.yahoo.com/group/indepen/"you'll find my fabulous purple and red color scheme.I designed it myself.They had a warning, "do not design this color scheme, it will make people puke," but did I listen to it?Noooooo...Now if you'll excuse me, I must go use the giant porcelain telephone.
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So what's different about the group now?Well, for one, you can add or subtract yourself from the list and I wouldn't find out about it until later (Butt, this is your chance!).
Also, if you send an e-mail to "indepen@yahoogroups.com" it gets posted and everyone can read it.Quite the spooky concept, if I do say so myself.I'm thinking of deleting that privilege, but I don't know if I should...
So, let's try this out.See how it goes.If no one likes it, then big whoop.We'll go back to chiseling our e-mails into stone.
Aw, man, I just saw the website again.I think I need to do the Technicolor yawn...
The Dictionary
For my summer reading, I decided to catch up on the classics and read such famous works as Plato's Republic, Amazing Spiderman #121, and Dr. Seuss' "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish."Unfortunately, due to my many duties as the head honcho of the Pix Capacitor, a couple of websites, and a partridge in a pear tree, I have been unable to get started with any of them.
Actually, the real reason that I haven't started the classics is because I can't finish this book that I'm currently on.No, it's not Tom Robbins' Jitterbug Perfume or Jane Applegate's 201 Great Ideas for your Small Business, it's Webster's very own dictionary.
See, it's not that I don't want to read the dictionary (I hear it'll boost my vocabulary more than any other book), it's just that I can't stand the style.It's almost as bad as Chaucer or Faulkner.I mean, who really Writes a book in alphabetical order?Oi.
And it's not like I got far along into it either.I got lost on chapter B!
There were too many characters, introduced too soon, and I had no idea what was going on with the plot.I felt like I was reading something written by congress!
In any case, I gave up reading the dictionary.I even gave up trying to find the Cliff notes online. And don’t even get me started on the reviews…
A Small Quiz:
Congrats to Butt's e-mail full of suspicion and innuendo.For his lack of trust of Nikki and my platonic relationship, he gets a Pix Capacitor.Or will get one this weekend anyway.This weekend?Hmm…I should start writing that.
Last Week's Questions:
1:Will being classified as another type of game affect this e-mail?
2:Do you think that I really Did dress up as Santa Claus twice?Possibly once the last day of the Fall semester my Freshman year and once for Horror Day during our school's Spirit Week?
3:Will You pay me for a Free lance job?
Butt’s quiz answers......
1:I have no idea what this questions means so I'll go with no.
2:I bet you used that suit to sneak across the Mexican border and
into the States.
3:No, absolutely not.
This Week’s Questions:
1:Can you think of another, more fun way to say “barf?”
2:What are you doing for the fourth of july?
3:What about another way to say “Ralph?”
To be removed from this list, make a drunken pass at me.
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So my friend's 23 year old brother had a date.I know, it surprised me too.Apparently, he didn't know what to do.He hadn't been on very many dates in his life and he really wanted to impress this girl.
Somehow, he had decided that his brother and I knew more about girls than he did.So what advice did we give him?Well, what advice would you give him?
We told him to buy a limousine.
I said to him that I would be his driver in exchange for a small fee.
It sounded like fun.But we couldn't find a limo, so the entire thing was called off.
Then he pestered us for date ideas for about a week.At some point in the 'ignoring him' phase, he decided to cook dinner for her instead of taking her out.
What a stupid idea.Like women ever fall for that...Okay, they do, but not when this guy cooks.I mean, he can't cook at all.Probably.After all, he Is a boy.
And boys can't cook.It’s true, just ask them.
This case was especially bad though.For instance, the day before his date, he had nothing prepared or planned.
So I offered to be his butler for the evening.He laughed at me, doubting my sincerity or ability to keep a straight face.I bet him I could.
The day of the date, about an hour before she was scheduled to come over, he agreed to make me his butler.I would show up all spiffed out and serve them the food that he cooked for her.
So I spiffed myself out and showed up at his house.After waiting for a half-hour in his bedroom (shut up!It was to hide me from the girl.It was! Really…), he called me out and I brought them their dinner and wine.
On a side note, he cooked her spaghetti.Which seems nice and fancy.I mean, all Italian food is, right?But she happened to be the head manager for the local Johnny Carino’s Italian Restaurant.Smart man, he is.
Anyway, as the butler, I had to spend an inordinate amount of time being quiet in another room (it reminded me of my days hanging out in the 1940’s with Anne Frank and her posse).Now, I don’t like looking schnazzy and being quiet (Anne Frank and I would play dress-up ever so often), so I started looking for ways to entertain myself.
That was when I found the giant sombrero.
The next time “Master Benjamin” called me in, I walked in in full Mexican headwear (or tourist trap headwear).His date cracked up laughing, but Ben just looked ashamed.
Then he sent me away.He shouldn’t have though.I mean, that was when I put on the court jester’s hat.
It was the hardest thing I ever had to do to keep myself from smiling, but I did it (actually, that’s not true.The hardest thing was to take Anne’s hiding place when the Nazii came in).
Then they sent me away again, and I found a paintball mask.He heh.I’ll upload a picture of that soon.Speaking of which, I have an entire Pix Capacitor issue on bitmap, for those of you who have enough space and time to read one, I’ll upload that too.
Anyway, the last time they called me in, I had no hats available, but there was a well-placed lamp nearby…
I don’t know if he found his lampshade-head butler amusing.I mean, he still hasn’t paid me.
Of course, that’s probably because I asked him for $3,035.(Although only 35 of those dollars were for being a butler.The other three thou were to finance my viewspaper for a year.
(He was going to give me the money, too.All he wanted was for me to build up some hype about him.Apparently, he wants to run for office in a few years. I thought, ‘well, it’s the same thing as accepting an advertisement, right?As long as I isolate the hype to one page and write “ADVERTISEMENT” at the top, it’s not immoral, right?’
(Then I talked to him.
(And I realized that Benjamin James Davenport was the devil. Which means that I can’t support him or accept his money. You can still vote for him, I guess. It’s up to you. All I know is that he is the devil.)
Self-Contained Unreliable Breathing Apparatus
Due to my publishing some mildly illegal activities that I shouldn’t have last issue, I won’t mention that my friends and I went SCUBA diving last week.
It doesn’t sound so illegal, does it?Good.Don’t question it.I mean, the SCUBA gear was probably meant to be used underwater anyway.And it most likely wasn’t borrowed from anywhere.ESPECIALLY not a non-profit organization.
Yup.No questions.
Plus, I’m just kidding.
And I’m a liar.
Anyway, it’s not even like we went very far to SCUBA dive.We stayed in town.
We SCUBA dived in my pool.
The Call for All Fonts.
I have a pretty lame request here, but it’s rather important to me. I need to touch up some old issues of my viewspaper that were done on my old computer.The problem is that I don’t have some of the fonts that I need to retouch them, and I can’t find them anywhere.If you could look through your computer (they should be under C:/Windows/Fonts), and let me know if you have any of them, I would truly appreciate it.Thanks.
Andale Mono IPA
Amelia BT
Amerigo BT
Americana Extra Bold Condensed BT
Around 5
Arrus BT
AvantGardeMd BT
Boxes
Bullets1
ClassGarmnd BT
Compacta Blk BT
Cosmic
Fixedsys
Geometr231 BT
Goudy Old Style
HighTower Text
Lydian Csv BT
MicrogrammaDBolExt
Monotype Sorts
Monotype Sorts 2
MS Serif
Nuptial BT
Parisian BT
President
Schneidler BT
Small Fonts
Stars1
Stars2
Swiss 721 BT
Swis721 Th BT
Swis721 Blk BT
Terminal
Ti86pc
Tiffany Hv BT
Times New Roman Special G1
ZapfDingbats BT
A Small Quiz:
Okay, I have a new system that I’m going to try out to see how it works.Okay, this episode, Cassandra Aho wins a Pix Capacitor for being the first person to respond who hadn’t won an issue in the past.This doesn’t mean that people who’ve already won don’t have a chance, just that their odds get slightly worse.Any complaints?
Last Week's Questions:
1:Can you think of another, more fun way to say “barf?”
2:What are you doing for the fourth of july?
3:What about another way to say “Ralph?”
Cassie’s quiz answers......
1. frab. spelling things backwards always makes the much more entertaining.
2. for the fourth of july, i worked. Had a picnic with my family and then i drove around with friends, trying to see all the fireworks erie has to offer. we failed miserably, mainly because i felt the need to get out of the car and dance in the glow of the sky. also, we went to pizza hut after it closed, colored in some coloring books, went on the roof, and made rootbeer floats.
3. I'm going to have to say "bob". I like calling people with the name of ralph, bob. You're bob, yeah, 2000 points, no steal.
This Week’s Questions:
1:Whatever happened to Anne Frank?Can I look her up?
2:Do girls like it when guys cook for them?And can guys cook?
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Nikki's answers:
1. that's a nasty word. I think we should all say poot instead. I mean,
seriously, who can sound sick when they say "oh no, I just pooted!"
2. My fourth of July celebration consisted of setting up lawn chairs on the
back porch and watching my neighbors blow up illegal fireworks that
typically land in our yard.
3. Is that a nickname or a real name? I'm reading a book with a character
named Ralphie in it. Poor poor boy. Who names their kids Ralph anyway?
That's as bad as naming him Dick or Lesley...you're just setting the kid up
for rejection.
4. Hey, Butt, what's this about a non-platonic relationship with Carlos?
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1. frab. spelling things backwards always makes the much more entertaining.
2. for the fourth of july, i worked. Had a picnic with my family and then i drove around with friends, trying to see all the fireworks erie has to offer. we failed miserably, mainly because i felt the need to get out of the car and dance in the glow of the sky. also, we went to pizza hut after it closed, colored in some coloring books, went on the roof, and made rootbeer floats.
3. I'm going to have to say "bob". I like calling people with the name of ralph, bob. You're bob, yeah, 2000 points, no steal.
post script- i got bored with the "shift" key tonight, and therefore neglected to use it.
stay tuned.... next weeks answers will all be in caps lock.
Quiz answers for today.
>1: Can you think of another, more fun way to say “barf?” Ralph
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>2: What are you doing for the fourth of july? Trying to find a way to use
>M80's to blow myself over to New Mexico. Or, if that dosn't work after the
>first try. I'm going to get a jug of good ole' unleaded, pour it in an
>empty lot and set it ablaze. It should be the hottest spot in town. (Bah
>dum chink)
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>3: What about another way to say “Ralph?” Barf
>From: "Pixel Q. Styx" <pixel_q_styx@...>
>Reply-To: indepen@yahoogroups.com
>To: avisel@...
>Subject: [indepen] IeP 27
>Date: Sun, 4 Jul 2004 11:26:42 -0700 (PDT)
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> Howdy mischevious youths! Today is day one of the Yahoo Group
>"indepen." I always feel like saying 'dence day' after that, but that
>would just be silly. I mean, the U.S. Independence Day isn't for another
>365 days! How ludicrous! In any case. This means that now, the tables
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> Yey! We're a group now! Not like it was that difficult to become a
>group. I mean, there's groups dedicated to studying various types of swamp
>crickets in South American jungles. And, I mean... after you discuss the
>various phenotypes, there really isn't that much more to talk about.
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> But here, we have waaaaay more to say. At least I do. To 30 of you.
>See, they only let me add ten addresses per day, so some of you are in the
>group, some of you are still not. You can make yourself part of the group
>by just sending an e-mail to "indepen-subscribe@yahoogroups.com" At
>least, that's what I'm assuming. I haven't tried that yet. Why would I?
>You know how I hate spam.
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> In any case, if you go to
>"http://games.groups.yahoo.com/group/indepen/" you'll find my fabulous
>purple and red color scheme. I designed it myself. They had a warning,
>"do not design this color scheme, it will make people puke," but did I
>listen to it? Noooooo... Now if you'll excuse me, I must go use the giant
>porcelain telephone.
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> So what's different about the group now? Well, for one, you can add or
>subtract yourself from the list and I wouldn't find out about it until
>later (Butt, this is your chance!).
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> Also, if you send an e-mail to "indepen@yahoogroups.com" it gets posted
>and everyone can read it. Quite the spooky concept, if I do say so myself.
> I'm thinking of deleting that privilege, but I don't know if I should...
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> So, let's try this out. See how it goes. If no one likes it, then big
>whoop. We'll go back to chiseling our e-mails into stone.
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> Aw, man, I just saw the website again. I think I need to do the
>Technicolor yawn...
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>The Dictionary
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> For my summer reading, I decided to catch up on the classics and read
>such famous works as Plato's Republic, Amazing Spiderman #121, and Dr.
>Seuss' "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish." Unfortunately, due to my
>many duties as the head honcho of the Pix Capacitor, a couple of websites,
>and a partridge in a pear tree, I have been unable to get started with any
>of them.
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> Actually, the real reason that I haven't started the classics is
>because I can't finish this book that I'm currently on. No, it's not Tom
>Robbins' Jitterbug Perfume or Jane Applegate's 201 Great Ideas for your
>Small Business, it's Webster's very own dictionary.
>
> See, it's not that I don't want to read the dictionary (I hear it'll
>boost my vocabulary more than any other book), it's just that I can't stand
>the style. It's almost as bad as Chaucer or Faulkner. I mean, who really
>Writes a book in alphabetical order? Oi.
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> And it's not like I got far along into it either. I got lost on
>chapter B!
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> There were too many characters, introduced too soon, and I had no idea
>what was going on with the plot. I felt like I was reading something
>written by congress!
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> In any case, I gave up reading the dictionary. I even gave up trying
>to find the Cliff notes online. And don’t even get me started on the
>reviews…
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>A Small Quiz:
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> Congrats to Butt's e-mail full of suspicion and innuendo. For his lack
>of trust of Nikki and my platonic relationship, he gets a Pix Capacitor.
>Or will get one this weekend anyway. This weekend? Hmm… I should start
>writing that.
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>1: Will being classified as another type of game affect this e-mail?
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>2: Do you think that I really Did dress up as Santa Claus twice? Possibly
>once the last day of the Fall semester my Freshman year and once for Horror
>Day during our school's Spirit Week?
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>3: Will You pay me for a Free lance job?
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>1: I have no idea what this questions means so I'll go with no.
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>2: I bet you used that suit to sneak across the Mexican border and
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>1: Can you think of another, more fun way to say “barf?”
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>2: What are you doing for the fourth of july?
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>3: What about another way to say “Ralph?”
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>To be removed from this list, make a drunken pass at me.
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Howdy mischevious youths!Today is day one of the Yahoo Group "indepen."I always feel like saying 'dence day' after that, but that would just be silly.I mean, the U.S. Independence Day isn't for another 365 days!How ludicrous!In any case.This means that now, the tables have turned.Let me explain:
A Group.A Yahoo Group.
Yey!We're a group now!Not like it was that difficult to become a group.I mean, there's groups dedicated to studying various types of swamp crickets in South American jungles.And, I mean... after you discuss the various phenotypes, there really isn't that much more to talk about.
But here, we have waaaaay more to say.At least I do.To 30 of you.See, they only let me add ten addresses per day, so some of you are in the group, some of you are still not.You can make yourself part of the group by just sending an e-mail to "indepen-subscribe@yahoogroups.com" At least, that's what I'm assuming.I haven't tried that yet.Why would I?You know how I hate spam.
In any case, if you go to "http://games.groups.yahoo.com/group/indepen/"you'll find my fabulous purple and red color scheme.I designed it myself.They had a warning, "do not design this color scheme, it will make people puke," but did I listen to it?Noooooo...Now if you'll excuse me, I must go use the giant porcelain telephone.
...
So what's different about the group now?Well, for one, you can add or subtract yourself from the list and I wouldn't find out about it until later (Butt, this is your chance!).
Also, if you send an e-mail to "indepen@yahoogroups.com" it gets posted and everyone can read it.Quite the spooky concept, if I do say so myself.I'm thinking of deleting that privilege, but I don't know if I should...
So, let's try this out.See how it goes.If no one likes it, then big whoop.We'll go back to chiseling our e-mails into stone.
Aw, man, I just saw the website again.I think I need to do the Technicolor yawn...
The Dictionary
For my summer reading, I decided to catch up on the classics and read such famous works as Plato's Republic, Amazing Spiderman #121, and Dr. Seuss' "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish."Unfortunately, due to my many duties as the head honcho of the Pix Capacitor, a couple of websites, and a partridge in a pear tree, I have been unable to get started with any of them.
Actually, the real reason that I haven't started the classics is because I can't finish this book that I'm currently on.No, it's not Tom Robbins' Jitterbug Perfume or Jane Applegate's 201 Great Ideas for your Small Business, it's Webster's very own dictionary.
See, it's not that I don't want to read the dictionary (I hear it'll boost my vocabulary more than any other book), it's just that I can't stand the style.It's almost as bad as Chaucer or Faulkner.I mean, who really Writes a book in alphabetical order?Oi.
And it's not like I got far along into it either.I got lost on chapter B!
There were too many characters, introduced too soon, and I had no idea what was going on with the plot.I felt like I was reading something written by congress!
In any case, I gave up reading the dictionary.I even gave up trying to find the Cliff notes online. And don’t even get me started on the reviews…
A Small Quiz:
Congrats to Butt's e-mail full of suspicion and innuendo.For his lack of trust of Nikki and my platonic relationship, he gets a Pix Capacitor.Or will get one this weekend anyway.This weekend?Hmm…I should start writing that.
Last Week's Questions:
1:Will being classified as another type of game affect this e-mail?
2:Do you think that I really Did dress up as Santa Claus twice?Possibly once the last day of the Fall semester my Freshman year and once for Horror Day during our school's Spirit Week?
3:Will You pay me for a Free lance job?
Butt’s quiz answers......
1:I have no idea what this questions means so I'll go with no.
2:I bet you used that suit to sneak across the Mexican border and
into the States.
3:No, absolutely not.
This Week’s Questions:
1:Can you think of another, more fun way to say “barf?”
2:What are you doing for the fourth of july?
3:What about another way to say “Ralph?”
To be removed from this list, make a drunken pass at me.
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