Archive for January, 2002

Back In The Good Ole Days, Tuesday, January 29th, 2002

we used to post everyday. Every damn day. I was looking through some archives, and I noticed all of our old posts were really funny. Like laugh out loud funny. I reminisced about the car catching on fire in the school parking lot. And the first “Cutlass Siting.” And the fact that “Highway to Hell” came on when David was going to his first day of work at KFC. I played “Riders in the Sky” off of the Blues Brothers 2000 soundtrack today after school. That is a truly awesome song. Sounds good when you crank it. It’s also good to sing a long to. It’s worthy of download, everyone! I tell ya, bass is good, but it feels nice every once in a while to turn the subwoofers off and let the six by nines and mid ranges take over. I need to get a picture of my “George Wallet.” Dav can tell you all about my George Wallet. Speaking of DAV, SOMEbody needs to POST more. I owe Dav some money. I need to pay that back, before he has The Iceman ice me up. Changing my license plate to “WHEELMAN” is one of my top priorities right now. That would be awesome. Except for the fact that some mafia guy might pull me over and ask me if I need any work. lol

terrorists!! Monday, January 28th, 2002

i know this is old, but i ran across it again and i found myself laughing.

Me And Las Might Be Moving… Sunday, January 27th, 2002

…close to Dav. My parents went and looked at a house today, like real close to Dav’s quarters. Apparently, the house is big on the inside. Five bedrooms. Woohoo, nice job guys, IM MOVING AWAY IN FOUR MONTHS. Anyway, in Art 3 3-d, we have to make a clay bust of OURSELVES. It is tough. Mine is actually coming along nicely, you just gotta keep measuring. There are some guys that rushed through it, and to call there sculptures “alien looking life-forms” would be to nice. They look like watermelons or something. No measuring at all. I am just getting to my chin. I’ll take a pic when it’s done, and put it up here. I love art, it’s fun! I forgot how much I like it. That’s what computers do to you. Even though you can do art on computers, I forgot about that it seems too. I hope the prom doesn’t fall on the same day as the annual Bristol Dragrace in “Thunder Valley.” That happened last year, and I said “screw prom! I want some nitro methane!” This year, I want to go the prom, because this is my last chance to go. Bristol is not something to miss though. I have been for three years in a row, and I hope the prom doesn’t break the tradition. I tell ya, ask Matt or Las, there’s nothing like seeing a car go a quarter mile in 4 seconds. 0-300 m.p.h. in 4 seconds. Those beasts have 7000 horsepower. Holy hell.

mr linder is a whore. Sunday, January 27th, 2002

he’s being enough of a bitch in transportation systems, i’d hate to see him in your tech studies class. he’s all about “defining the problem”. i mean WHAT THE FUCK. the problem is.. roll a wheel to the other side of the class room. how the fuck do you elaborate on that? “we must, using the materials provided, transport a co2 car wheel across the room, avoiding obsticals, and using no direct force.” what a load of bullshit. i hate linder. he couldn’t spell to save his life too. its funny watching him write up shit for your tech studies class and he has to look up common words.

It’s a Dirty Job, But Somebody Has To Do It Sunday, January 27th, 2002

I haven’t posted much because I haven’t had much worth posting. At least, anything interesting. I downloaded a bunch of mp3s. I found some clashics, like “Fool in the Rain” and “D’yer Mak’er” by Led Zeppelin. I washed my car yesterday. Got the oil changed. I need some damn money to buy a new amp and capacitor (or as a lot of people say that don’t know a lot about sound systems, “capacitator”). Why does college have to cost so much?? It’s a rip off! All of my classes are easy this semester thankfully, except for Tech Studies. Mr. Linder is being a bitch about that class. He is making it way harder than it should be. The amount of shit we gotta do in that class is simply overwhelming. It’s not impossible, but it’s just too much to do for a stupid tech class.