Ethan's Page of
Greetings wearied web traveler, this is my quaint little
homepage which is always going to be in some state of construction
till I use up my measly 10 megs :) I hope you enjoy your visit and
find something that interests you more than an archive of "The Greatest Texas Instruments
Computers of All Time," , pictures of boobies, and pirated software.
If you have comments, complaints, or an overwhelming desire to see
me naked, reach me at email@example.com.
I can also be reached on AOL Instant Messenger through my screenname
LilFett and rarely through my ICQ 24197618.
From 1/30/98 - 4/19/01
Tuesday, September 23rd, 2003
-Updates Shall Begin Anew!
Hey everyone who ever reads this! I've gotten an internet connection
back and a place to sleep. These are both very good signs that I
will be able to update my page more. I updated the AB
Contact Page, but my big update today is KELSEY'S
PAGE OF FUN. Check it out!
-Another Host That Sucks
Just so you all know, Tripod has decided to now do both banner
ad's and popunders on their free sites. I will probably keep
things here for a little while longer but I hope to move to a moer
permanent location with my own domain soon. In the meantime, I highly
recommend the newest version of the Google
Toolbar which, among other things, blocks popups very well.
Thursday March 20th, 2003
-Host With the Most
Well, at for the least amount of money that is... Yeah I've
changed the host of this page again, this time to Tripod
because they seemed to pretty much offer what I needed for the right
amount of money - that being nothing. My cable modem provider, Comcast,
had the crappiest service I've ever tried to use. I don't recommend
Along with the change in host I've actually updated a few
sections of the page: most noticeably the AB
section and the links area. I'm probably
not gonna do too much big stuff to this page in the future because
I'm anticipating actually setting up a nice quasi-professional site
in the near future. I'll keep you updated.
-My Time Here is Limited
Thats right, cue the dramatic music because I've been
graduated. I mentioned earlier that I went through the ceremony and all
that, but the actual graduation requirements weren't fulfilled till last
week when I completed my Post Production class. Suck on that SCAD!
As far as work is concerned, I've been kinda working for
Belk, a southeastern department
store chain. Hopefully I'll be either staying with them, or finding
another job soon cuz this plasma donation thing doesn't cut the mustard.
Tuesday November 12th, 2002
Well the first big change around here is the host. I had
been hosting this site on my parents dial-up account for a really
long time, and now I'm hosting it on my own cable modem webspace.
There are goods and bads to it of course. Ideally I will be getting
a domain and stuff soon to put up portfolio stuff for potential employers,
so I will probably move this site there too so I can run all the little
scripts I want. Yay!
A lot of other things have changed with me. I "graduated" - as
in I went through the ceremony and all that, but I still don't actually
have my degree. I need to complete one more stinky little class
for that. Then its on to sending my work out to companies and hoping
to here back.
In the meantime, I live with my girlfriend Kelsey and I've been
looking for work to pay the bills. Its actually really hard to find
a decent job down here I've decided. I did have a job with a home
loan/refinancing place for a few days but they decided I didn't
fit in with their office - which I guess means I wasn't bitter
and miserable enough for them. Let's just say I wouldn't want these
people handling my money or my house.
I guess in other news I'm in a new apartment now. I don't know
if I even got a chance to write about the old apartment. Let me
sum up: the old apartment has leaks in every room, mushrooms occasionally
growing from the tiles in the bathroom. I think my imagination was
more effective than the heating and cooling system there. So the
day when the leaks finally started in my bedroom, I decided enough
was enough. Oh yeah, and the landlord, David Slonim, was a big weenie
as well. Not only did he never fix anything but he actually had
the nerve to tell me I hadn't paid him my full deposit or some @#$@#
So now Kelsey and I reside in a different apartment
just a block down the street, but its a lot nicer. My only complaint
would be the noise outside. We are right near a nightclub and a
bunch of people whose idea of fun is sitting on there porch and
just yelling "hey" all night long. Kooky. But still, its
better than the old place.
My grandmother got me a digital camera for graduation and now I
have a great way of taking new pics of the apartment, myself, and
anything else that catches my eye so I'm hoping that I will be adding
a lot more updated pics soon. I guess this is the part I seem to
have in a lot of my recent updates where I talk about how I want
to dramatically overhaul the site and make it look all swanky and
cool. I think I'll avoid making any promises this time, but be sure
to know that I'll let everyone know when the changes do actually
Friday June 28th, 2002 - 2:44AM
-Lots To Say Today...Part I
Boy oh boy. I haven't really updated
this puppy in so long I've almost forgotten what it feels like. I
have quite a few little announcements to put up too. Don't feel bad
if this is the first you've heard of them - I've been extremely busy
this last quarter and I was not able to really keep in touch with
anyone I wanted to.
Its been 6 damn months since I've actually put
news up so I have lots to say... I've also realized it probably
makes a little more sense to do my updates bottom to top to keep
them in a better chronological order that people are used to reading
on real news sites. I'm not sure if it works better this way
or the other way.
-Spring Break or "How I Almost Ate it in Georgia"
Spring break was pretty fun this year.
I went to Wes and Sketch's place on River Street for St. Patrick's
Day. Like every year I've seen it, it looked a lot more like Mardi
Gras than anything remotely Irish, but I guess thats how they want
it to be to attract the Girls Gone Wild Crowd. Kelsey got all greened
up and I took the liberty of purchasing a foam novelty hat that, in my
opinion, has paid for itself.
I guess we got there just at the right
time because Wes had nearly lost his voice yelling and throwing out
all the random people who had wandered in. There were still a bunch
of people there when we got there. Jim showed up too with fellow Iowan
Tasha. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that the
made a return visit this year. Cory came this time also, and once again
I got to see him wince when we ate at the Crab Shack. Poor kid...
But I know what you're thinking: C'mon,
Ethan. There had to be some sort of excitement in your Spring
Break. Well I guess there was. Sometime during the break Kelsey, Selena
and I had decided we were too pasty and needed to go to the beach.
The beach here is pretty nice: nice sand, warm water (for me at least),
and there were no people there the day we were there.
Actually, I had started our trip to
the beach asleep in the car. We had driven to the hotel to meet Selena
and I'm pretty sure neither of us had gotten much sleep the previous
night. I felt really tired when we got there and told Kelsey to come
out and get me when they were ready. I had drifted in and out of naps
while I was waiting - which is probably why it seemed so long waiting
We made our way out to the beach and
went into the water (it was so warm that Kelsey went in, even with
her fear of flying fish.) I was having fun and everything, but I still
felt a little poopy - I figured it was just because I was so tired.
Then the Foster girls noticed how I had red bumps on my skin in some
places. Lately, I had been getting random outbreaks of hives on my
skin, so I figured thats all it was. I left the water and went to
go sit on my beach towel to wait for the hives to go away. They kind
of went away, but I noticed something even stranger than hives as
I sat there looking at my arms - it looked like I had about 2 times
as much skin as I actually needed. Whenever I bent my arms, legs,
or wrists there were huge creases of skin at the joints that lingered
slightly when I unbent them. I guess I probably looked something like
the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man, only more hairy.
Luckily, it was around this time that Kelsey and Selena decided to come back out
of the water. By the time they actually got over to where I was, I had started to
feel dizzy, and Kelsey had made the connection that this all probably had something
to do with my near-fatal bee-sting allergy. I usually carry an Epi-Pen with me in
my backpack at all times for just such an emergency. So while Selena ran back to the
hotel to call an ambulance, Kelsey got to administer the Epi-Pen to my thigh. Its
kinda like that thing Nicolas Cage has to stick himself with in "The Rock," only not
as menacing looking.
By this time, I was actually really scared. My eyes were completely open, but all I
could see was some kind of blue psychedelic haze. It felt like my head was made of
lead - I felt oddly detached from my body. I think a lot of that had to do with not
being able to see. Kelsey's voice and the sounds of the beach took on a strange quality,
almost as if I was listening further away or through a tube.
The feeling of Kelsey sticking me
in the thigh was really mild compared to all the other weirdness my
body was going through. I'm pretty sure I was close to losing
consciousness - that is why my allergy is so dangerous. If I had just
the allergy it wouldn't be quite as bad, but I also have a very low
blood pressure. If I had fallen unconscious, I could have fallen into
some kind of coma or actually died. Kelsey talked me through it, and
tried to hold me. Of course she was just as scared as me, if not more,
so it was even harder for her to try and remain calm during this whole
Selena came back with a Tybee cop who told us help was on the way. By this time I had started
to regain my senses, and I could almost see normally again. I could hear the sirens of the
approaching ambulance. I heard them get closer, but then I heard them start to get farther
away. The reassuring cop told us that they were new ambulance drivers and they had gone
to the wrong part of the beach. Those silly EMT's! Always throwing me off with their antics!
But the antics had only just begun.
I heard the ambulance sirens coming from towards the hotel and I was
feeling a little bit better now due to the Epi-Pen so I almost got
up and started walking there myself, but the cop insisted I stay seated
on the beach. I heard them trying to drive the thing up onto the beach,
which is standard procedure I guess, and then I heard a bad noise.
They were stuck. The experts who were supposed to be saving me got
the damn ambulance stuck in the sand...
Its a good thing their was construction going on right next to the hotel because they had to
go get a little Bobcat plow thingie to push the ambulance out of the sand. They eventually got
over to us and I got in the ambulance. Kelsey had given the driver the Epi-Pen all wrapped up
in its packaging so it wouldn't expose the needle. But he knew better, so he pushed it through
the plastic tube it came in and stuck the needle out. He then gave it to a plump little woman
who I was about to entrust my life to.
I got all comfy in the backseat stretcher and hooked up to an IV and all that jazz. Then she
asked me about my medical history, my allergy, what happened, and lastly, the Epi-Pen.
"Have you used this before?"
"Well, I didn't use it. My girlfriend did
it for me 'cause I couldn't really see."
She asked me this question and some
of the other ones over and over, I guess to prevent me from falling
asleep and to see if I was losing it or anything. Eventually I think
I changed the wording of the answer (hey, I was in danger of dying
- I had to spice things up a little while I was still here) and she
got all angry at me. She had apparently pricked herself on the Epi-Pen
when she was handling it and for some reason thought we hadn't
used it. I don't know where she got this idea, but she immediately
bombarded me with questions about whether I was HIV positive. When
I told her no she wouldn't even just accept it, she kept asking me
some bull about whether I had been tested and stuff. I think I must've
had a sad smile on my face as I was shaking my head at this putz because
then she started harassing me about how she was "dead serious." At
this point I was wondering whether I should've just tried to drive
myself to the damn hospital.
When we finally did get there, I got wheeled into some random room and got
stuck with some more stuff. I also got the ultra-comfy oxygen feed up the
nose. When Selena and Kelsey got to the hospital they tried to find out
where I was and were told I had been admitted to the "Emergency Cardiac
Trauma Center" or something like that. This freaked them out and they went
to go find me.
I was just lying there on a bed. A
few more random people had come by, most of them asking the same damn
questions I had answered for the EMT. The random people eventually
cleared out and the doctor came to explain things to myself and the
Foster girls. The doctor wasn't sure whether I had gotten stung by
a jellyfish (since I was in the water when I started feeling weird)
or a bee (since I am quite allergic) but that was really beside the
point. Because the EMT's had decided we hadn't used the Epi-Pen, they
gave me some more epinephrine (the drug it contained) which is quite
similar to adrenaline. That is why my heart felt funny. I was doing
something like 190 beats per minute (I believe 80 is the norm.)
All the swelling and stuff had stopped and I felt some mild dizziness,
but they were going to have to keep me at the hospital till my heart
rate got back down around the other normal humans. To counteract all
the damn stimulants in my blood they gave me some kind of depressant
so Kelsey and Selena basically got to sit there for a few hours and
watch me drift in and out of sleep while my heart slowed down.
So in conclusion, I'd like to take
advantage of this public venue and once again thank Kelsey for
saving my life. I might not be here today if it weren't for her
level-headedness and caring. I'd also like to recommend that if you
are going to get seriously ill, see if you can make it across the
bridge into South Carolina first because you probably stand a better
chance of surviving.
-But You Don't Have to Take My Word for It!
Winter Quarter was pretty good academically.
I retook, for the final time, 3D Character Animation with SCAD
legend Dave Kaul. Dave is famous
for his Tony Robbins style motivational speeches and capability to
waste time in class watching DVD's. Not a bad guy at all. We had to
make a "beast" (I made a gorilla), do some other projects, and a final.
Mine was this Ninja Cooking Show idea I had come up with. I will post
this up here for everyone to laugh at (and maybe with.)
I also took Procedural Modelling
and Animation which is kind of like the other 3D stuff I've done
except the program we use and the approach we take is very different.
Its less about creating things by your eye and more about creating
things with mathematical expressions. I did enjoy that you have the
choice of going through every operation(or procedure) that you have
done to an object and tweaking it. My project was a kind of memorial
to the Haiku poet Matsuo Basho. Just reading about him was interesting
as well. I'm sure it doesn't hurt that I'm into feudal Japan.
My final class was Stop Motion Animation
I. Stop Motion means any kind of animation where you move stuff
around by hand every frame. It can be clay, metal, paper, etc. Gumby,
The California Raisins, and Wallace and Gromit (one of my favorites)
are examples of Stop Motion. Our professor was Becky Wible. She was
great: she made the class interesting and yet I still felt like I
learned a lot of technical stuff instead of just listening to a teacher
tell stories all day (which can often be the case.) She has done a
bunch of Stop Motion professionally but her biggest claim to fame
seems to be not just one but repeat appearances on the Levar
Burton PBS vehicle, Reading Rainbow.
Stop Motion was really fun. We had 2 assignments: one was to make a
character from found objects like pieces of machines, utensils, computer parts, etc. I
worked with a guy named Brendan and the humorous Texan known as Jared. Jared rocks - he
is all kinds of funny, a good guy, and a great artist as well. He also is a tremendous
Weezer fan, which is always a plus.
The second assignment was to make a character with a clay "skin." We
actually had to use a number of materials to make these characters as well as to-scale
character drawings and mock-ups. I have a ton of pictures from this project so I hope to
either post the pics or just make a whole website devoted to it. I made this kind of
elderly gorilla guy. I like how he came out, but I didn't finish him in time to animate
-Another Winter in Savannah
I did eventually come back here after having a
great winter vacation with my family and friends. I couldn't tell you many specifics
except I think I had cocktail weenies at our New Year's Eve party.
Oooh! Oooh! I know! I KNOW! When I got back I didn't have to go to the hotel anymore! Yay!
And Kelsey got to come back and stay in Savannah (this was in dispute at the time.) She also
quit the hotel (an excellent choice) and we both stayed jobless (probably not such an
Thursday December 13th, 2001 - 2:30PM
-Leopard Print Towels/Tied Up With Strings
These are a few of my favorite things. The towels I actually got
from my grandmother yesterday at my belated birthday get-together. I also
got many more "goofy animal" cards and some money to bribe Savannah
Electric with so they won't kneecap me (or maybe just shut of my
So, courtesy of Airtran Airways
and the National Guard, I'm back
home safe and sound. It wasn't as horrific as I had been led to believe.
I actually had more trouble getting home from the airport than getting
into it. Of course, I wasn't one of the lucky ones to get searched on
my way into the plane so that probably has something to do with it but
they also didn't hold up the flight doing it. Good job. I did feel kind
of bummed that these guys were gonna get replaced by federal workers
and that their jobs had become even more of a dead end than before (if
such a thing is possible.) Although I don't know if the government plans
on keeping on any of the current screeners or what. I haven't heard
many details on this.
And what is funny, is that usually I would be saying something like
"Where is Afghanistan? Who is the President here?", now I have been
actually keeping up with the news thanks to my job at
"The BC" (as I like
to call it.) Actually, it doesn't look like I'll be working there much
longer: after too many yucky incidents between them and Kelsey&Selena,
bad pay, bad hours, and a long (but scenic!) drive, I've decided to
find alternate employment. I'll keep all of you sad people who
follow my life like "General Hospital" posted. Oh, if you go to the
website for the hotel you can see the cheesy logo that we have on
back of some of our work shirts. I didn't ever wear the thing though
because I feel that logo belongs on the back of someone's van and
not on the back of my shirt. :)
Well, maybe I'll do a little more updatenage later when I get a
chance. Right now though I have lots of oddball responsibilities
like alphabetizing Skeet's laundry and stuff like that...
Tuesday October 9th, 2001
-I'm Feeding on the Rays
I've neglected my page again, and it sucks. My reasons? 1) My
computer is channeling the Devil and refuses to work... we have
scientists hard at work on this one! 2) I have been really
busy - between my classes, my new job (which I actually have more hours
at now), Kelsey, aikido, stick-figure webcomics, and my friends, I have
had no time... All I can say is that it sucks. I will return though,
mark my words I will return! I can't do much returning right now though,
I'm not even on my own damn computer. Keep it real yo!
Sunday August 19th, 2001 - 5:30 PM
-Ebo Rides Again
Ok, it looks like my car is kinda working again. This is
pretty good news because now I don't have to get a bunch of friends
together to activate the drive-up sensors at KFC. My mechanic was also
kind enough to give me a list of everything else that is broken on that
Well I updated a bunch of little stuff like the Personal
Stuff and Links section
of the website to better reflect the current Ethan. I found Wayne's
camera in the stuff from the move so maybe we can get some new pictures
up in the gallery soon too. I also have lots of art and things that I
should put up, maybe even some movie files of projects I've done, but
those are gonna take some time in the lab converting and stuff so don't
expect that stuff for a while.
12th, 2001 - 2:30 PM |
-Hull Breach On Deck 7
Here's some interesting news. I got a new job. I'm
now working the front-desk at a small beachside hotel on Tybee Island
(about 20 minutes from Savannah on a good day.) I got the job solely
based on the recommendation of the infamous Foster Sisters and
the fact that I can walk. Thank you Selena and Kelsey for helping me
land a job.
The hotel is ok - better rooms than the dorms I would say.
But the best part is that its on the beach. In some ways this can also
be the worst part because it has to maintain a "beach atmosphere." In
order to create this atmosphere, the management have decided that Jimmy
Buffet must be played on the lobby speakers at all times. I don't really
mind the guys music, but a constant stream of anything, even cheese, can
be bad for you. They also have this really funny looking mold of a giant
swordfish that hangs behind the front desk. I'll try and snag a pic of
that when I find Wayne's camera.
Oh, back to my headline. As fortune would have it, my car
broke down on the way to my new job, and it really sucked (actually it
still sucks.) I had been having off and on problems with the radiator
for a few weeks now, but I thought it wasn't serious, and that I could
just take it in once I started landing some cash. This idea ranks up
there with greats like "Lets rent a Dorf movie" and "I'll meet you in
the Atlanta airport somewhere" because Japanese car problems, unlike
Japanese RPG's, don't like being put on hold like that.
I was almost there, another 5 minutes of driving and I would
have made it, when the coolant light went on and almost immediately
after I heard a large mettalic BANG from the front of my car.
Steam rushed out from under my hood, just like in the movies, and I
pulled that mother over as fast as I could. Luckily there was a small
pier for people to go fishing off of right there, and I had plenty of
room to pull the car over. Unluckily, I was also in a spot with very
I sat there for a minute laughing (what else could I do?)
and then just started walking Unfortunately, I was trying to dress up a
bit for my appearance at work, and I wore my Doc Marten work shoes.
Though they may look pretty snazzy, they are probably the worst thing I
could have chosen for a hiking trip. The other problem was that the road
I was walking, the only road to Tybee last I checked, didn't really have
sidewalks, I guess because it's technically Highway 80. But it also
didn't have emergency call boxes, I guess because its not really a
I made my way up the narrow bridge walking on the railing
areas and making sure not to get hit by any cars or kayaks hanging off
of them. Then I saw another car pulled over at the base of the bridge.
Maybe it was just one of those broken down car days. Actually the person
at the other end was a woman who had been driving behind me and wanted
to help when she saw the GeyserMobile pull over. Contrary to popular
belief and Seinfeld, there are still some people out there who care. She
offered me the use of her phone and a ride the rest of the way to Tybee.
Thanks again to you, wherever you are.
So after getting dropped and the hotel and trying to
describe to AAA just where my car was ("Well there's some water... and I
saw some people fishing... And its by a bridge! No there are no exits -
its a strip of land in between water. Maybe the tow truck guy could come
here and I could show him where to go?") I got some help and Kelsey, the
other Good Person of the Day, let me borrow her cell phone and hazardous
Ford Explorer to go wait with the car.
As it stands, the car is with my mechanic, who found all
kinds of things wrong - probably because I didn't take it in sooner. I
guess its a good thing I found the job though, because I'm about $900
short of a working car (but he did throw in an oil change for
only $10 - rock!) So I'm back to being an indentured servant of my
parent's, but its better than nothing. The car is supposed to be fixed
by Monday or Tuesday, so we'll see...
5th, 2001 - 9:45 PM |
-His Noeliness Has Arrived
Yay! Noel is here to give us cheese and Poke-Duels! What
fun! I expect much ginchiness to accompany Noel's visit this week.
Unfortunately, Noel has revealed he has plans to give us even more
videotapes and comics. I don't know what we're gonna do. That kid is
29th, 2001 - 6 PM |
-Abusing SCAD Again
Not only can I now update in programming class - I just
found an FTP browser on the computers at work! This has always pissed me
off because working at the computer lab has always been a great time for
me to do things like webpages except for the fact that I couldn't upload
them to AICS, but now I think I'm all set. Cool.
Oh! And it seems SCAD will let me back into 20m sites
I am Castor Troy! WHOOOOOO!
-Mikey Has Long Hair Heheheheh
Mikey got us all to go out to see this band S.M.O. last
night, and they were pretty good. They are fairly local (I read Athens,
but Mikey said somewhere else before) and they have a lot of talent.
They play some kind of rock/reggae/funk mix. They played a few Police
covers too, which I thought was cool. They also didn't suck live (I had
only heard Mikey's CD up till then.) The bassist was really good and
makes me want to repair my busted nut and go practice haha. The
guitarist was one of those dudes that leers at all the girls while he's
Kelsey, a temporary visitor in the strange land of Savannah,
came with us and she bought me a drink. How nice! We'll see if she
visits my webpage today. I told her she should when she's at work, but
she has one of those "real" jobs.
-In Memoriam: Bob Skeleton
Many of you who have visited our place may have noticed the
little (yet very heavy) skeleton with clay muscles built onto it. This
is the handiwork of my absentee Iowan roommate Jim . He built it to learn
anatomy in one of his sequential classes. It came out very well. We even
christened him "Bob Skeleton" in honor of me sliding down my stomach on
an icy ramp in upstate New York.
But I bring sad news for all of you who knew Bob. He seems
to have some terminal case of leprosy or mummy rot or something, cuz all
his muscles have been gradually falling off. His butt is still there, as
are parts of his chest. The rest of him lies at his own feet, a reminder
of his torment.
Man I should put up some pictures!
25th, 2001 - 10:30 AM |
-They Thought They Could Stop Him
Ha! I've finally figured out a pretty easy way to update in
this Dark age of no modem (cable or otherwise.) I'm in the middle of
programming class right now, and I've found the "Save to FTP" option of
the text editor we're using. So I can put up dinky, yet informative
updates regularly every Monday and Wednesday.
Man, now if I only had something to say.
-That Boy Can't Stop Moving
Yeah I don't know whats up with Wayne and his webcomic
antics (no this isn't a post about some kind of ADD.) He's moved again
it seems (almost right after I posted that last update - figures.) His
strip is now here so go
enjoy that stuff. For some reason SCAD computers won't let me onto any 20m
sites lately, including my aikido one. Those
17th, 2001 - 5 PM |
-Went Back Home
Hmm, not my most clever headline, but it will do. Yeah I
made it back home at the end of May to see my brother graduate high
school. Still pretty boring like I remember, but it gave me a chance to
see all my relatives who came to see the little tyke off.
I got some temporary jobs while I was up there doing not
only dishwashing at the lunch place my mom works at, but electrical work
for my dad and basic landscaping with my grandfather (affectionately
referred to as "Grampy.") Now stick that in your resume and smoke
it! So I earned a little cash - too bad most of it went to paying bills
off in Savannah.
I'm glad I got a chance to come back and see my family. As
far as my friends, I think every plan we made to get together never
entirely worked out. Apologies to anyone I ended up blowing off. Now you
have another reason to visit Savannah.
-I Have Class - No Really! I do!
Now, I'm back in Savannah taking classes. I have 3D Character Animation
Models and Shaders, a perennial favorite. (note: I don't really know
what a perennial favorite is...)
I also moved out of my old apartment to a new (nicer?) one
about 3 or 4 blocks away - unfortunately still not close enough to just
walk the stuff over. Actually, I wouldn't even say we are fully "moved
in" yet because we still have stuff all over the place. We are waiting
mostly on various repairs and stuff before we finalize any positions of
anything. I'm living with Sketch and Savannah strip club aficionado
Mikey. In the fall, Grant (of Wayne's message boards fame) and the
mysterious Greg are going to replace them, and James/Jim will be
returning from the land of corn.
The new place is great because it has seperate rooms and a
bigger kitchen. It also has incovenient-yet-at-least-its-there off
street parking. But what I'm really looking forward to is the
fans! I LOVE THE FANS!!! (lil obscure arnold ref for you guys)
-I Know That Guy! I Rubbed His Head Against the Floor Once!
In case you haven't already heard, my close colleague Wayne
has started up his own webcomic strip "Life At the O", a rousing
tale of HB vs. 4H pencils and the mysteries of the Elder Gods. I'm currently in the
process of working on a new design for his site and wrasslin with
Keenspace to get things working. Of course considering I just
updated my own damn site, we shall see...
Anyways, go there and check it out.
10th, 2001 - 2 AM |
-Archives of Fun
If you notice up above, I took the liberty of archiving the
mass of old news updates and editorials into another file. I'm working
maybe I'll have a "real" archive at some point. :)
In other site related news, the links section
is also a little updated to reflect the maturities and fickleness of my
-Snowboarding Pants For Your Fingers!
I thought I'd spice things up around here and add images to
the main page. This one here is about "chinderwear" (apparently a MST3K
term) and one of my favorite TV shows Farscape.
Scorpius here takes chinderwear to a new level my wearing
the thong chinderwear that makes the guys go so crazy! Actually,
last episode I caught of Farscape had ol' Scorpius making creepy alien
love with some blue scaly chick from his "mysterious past."
This is my new archnemesis, Odie Dick. Though he may
be the size of half of one of my calf muscles, he managed to take quite
the chunk out of my face when I tried to zerbert(sp?) him the other day.
I'm not even sure if it was his jaws or his little demon claws that did
Now I have taken on the mantle of Captain Ehab to
vanquish the little pooch and give him what for. I sail the seven seas
in search of his wide-set, bigass eyes, hoping to one day find the
little terrier that took me cheek (facial.)