Like Dinosaurs, but with fur

Monday, March 31, 2003

US Border: anything to declare?
ME: yeh, don't go to Canada

That is what i WANTED to say this morning, but the question was not asked. I did have a good weekend. different than what i am accustomed to, but a worthwhile time.
i never thought i'd have to see snow for another 9 months, but i saw plenty in Hamilton, Buffalo, Erie, and Cleveland to last me forever. every song on the radio sounded like it was written for me, adding a creepy calm for a 4+ hour drive.
i am now settled back on Fern St loathing the work that is to come for the next month, waiting for my coffee. don't jump nigga, MOVE!

Thursday, March 27, 2003

The first INTERNET casulty of Operation: Iraqi Freedom: this blog's for you.
The AP released a statement linking this death to The Enemy himself. Operating under cover of darkness, The Enemy blew up the website's favorite Mongolian BBQ where the blog members were reported to be dining at 613PM Pacific Time Monday. Funeral services are to be held next Sunday on the Santa Monica pier.

Wednesday, March 26, 2003

i bet tom hanks' character had more fun on castaway than i had at Barnes & Noble. no, just joshing you, i had an OK (not Oklahoma) time.
my search for finding the PERFECT pirate pants came up empty-handed today. sources tell me to go to Canada and look.
does Marky's "unseen problems" mean the inability to get along with lindsay freund-pohanka?

Tuesday, March 25, 2003

could i go to jail for enjoying Lizzie McGuire? tune yourself in:TV

moving day 2 news: Steak n Shake, Pepsi, and chairs.
i have not accomplished any errands yet this week. blame the sex farm and the war in Iraq.
werewolves 1, Saddam 0
note: tell my mom why i don't need to wear deodorant.

Monday, March 24, 2003

when moving, you must beware that there is good china and bad China.
as we fight on towards Baghdad, i must begin the fight on my own personal homefront. cold viruses will not win in the war of Spring Break.
don't link to my site as my lastname.

Sunday, March 23, 2003

it's been a long day. unless you are keith or scotty, i am not talking to you. you'll get/got this one:
i have some Vicks coursing through the bloodstream.
i cannot make logical sentences

Friday, March 21, 2003

my stance on the war and i don't want to keep talking about it: i do not endorse war as a solution. i have faith in my government and support my president. when all else fails as we have seen where diplomacy has failed and failed again, war sometimes is the last resort. wars are not about killing the innocent, but that is saddam's idea. he is a murderer of his own people and we cannot ignore that as much as the world seems comfortable with it. i am proud of my cousin sam stationed in Kuwait and opposing this war does nothing for our men and women serving this country.

Thursday, March 20, 2003

I HOPE YOUR BLOG IS NOT QUOTING P.O.D.

Jenny: i hate viagara. Pfizer, yek.
Me: so you stopped taking it?
i had an evening that only keith would appreciate. it included ALL three Katanic girls, toasted cheese sandwiches, and Wolfgang Puck. better yet, tonight's class was the greatest thing i've ever witnessed (maybe my #1 college class experience). have you ever seen a teacher tell a student to "shut up"? did the student pout? did the teacher ask him if he was going to cry? i didnt think so. Dr. Mike is awesome!

yes, the "new"look for this blog is almost a week behind schedule, but i look at this & that and suddenly i don't feel as bad.
i will respond to Keith's comment on talking on cell phones in the library: i am guilty of that BUT it was a sunday night and i was in the haunted section of the third floor which deems me as excusable from criticism.
i had the mongolian bbq last night in honor of fallen former comrade, Jordan H.W. Izgherian. Salute!

Wednesday, March 19, 2003

i prefer to watch the sopranos than post.

Tuesday, March 18, 2003

today's weather is simply boombastic. last night was spent in an empty bathtub studying the art of operations management, living the Irish high life, and giving bad advice(?) to becky (i know you read this).
the grown up Jesse Schlarb is in my class.
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marky, i can't read your blog. it hurts my eyes!

Monday, March 17, 2003

respect

warm weather signals the arrival of the plaid capri pant.
sleep with your windows open.

Sunday, March 16, 2003

open ended forum: "when will Scotty get married?"

with sunshine comes housework. despite having weather with temperatures in the 60's F, i found myself having an "all work, no play" weekend.
washing cars, garages, dishes, and grandkids. waxing cars, cooking dinner, running errands. it does not stop. yes, i did go to church too.
fern st. doesnt look much better with lots of studying to do tonight. GREEN BEER MONDAY, just don't tell justin.
PS Hobby Lobby is bomb no matter what messi-jessi says. Bah!

Friday, March 14, 2003

i conclude that my paper with the so-called "WOW" thesis worked. i earned an A-.
i am supposed to call in my advance warning concerning the full moon and st. patrick's day occuring on the same day. WEREWOLVES and LEPRECHAUNS do not mix.

Thursday, March 13, 2003

you're the greatest.
NO. you're the greatest.
i love you

maybe it's because they are too good for me, but something inside tells me, "you want a Leica"
if tonight's group presentation goes sour, don't talk to me until tomorrow.
i liked Death to Smoochy

Wednesday, March 12, 2003

karen, are you wearing a hammock? - me to the girl in my class wearing a woven, quilt-looking shirt
note to Goran: clean your house
here it is friday, wait i said friday. no, it's wednesday. here it is wednesday and i've picked the wrong coat to wear. no, i didnt pick the Burberry that clashes with my Versace pants. i picked the warm coat when it's too warm outside.
this blogskin is in honor, love, and respect for the BOZ.

Tuesday, March 11, 2003

rapist or best dancer in the world?

apparently, last night's equation was too complex for some people. all my apologies. here, do your math.
mythology test in 120, i wish it was MIXology.

Monday, March 10, 2003

you find LOVE in the weirdest places, like the akron university library on a monday night.
[PS, LOVE = (Marianne - ("ex Boyfriend"))], (M - eB) = L

jordan better give me one of these reasons

Sunday, March 09, 2003

why don't YOU break working America's heart.

this is message saying, "scotty didnt kill us." actually, it was a very nice time with him. Fern St. and him went shopping and came away with some stunner threads, aka Cinncinnati Bengals jerseys. don't ever ask me to spell "cinncinnati" again, i might just say "chatahoochee".

Saturday, March 08, 2003

i'm killing cavaties with coffee. keith is getting the ammo together for our weekend with Scotty. friday's highlights:
~$3.99 large cheese pizza from papa john's
~Captain Correlli's Mandolin. you either love this movie b/c Penelope Cruz has hairy armpits, or not.
~Best in Show

Thursday, March 06, 2003

Public Enemy is dead right when they say we're livin' in a zoo. Fern St. is the ZOO. now if i had kids, i think they'd be in bed before midnight. somebody tell that (runtelldat) to the neighbors below, their child raising skills are questionable.
HOW AWESOME IS EARLY 90's GANGSTA RAP? extremely

writer's block finds cool stuff like this

kid rock or sexual predator from Columbus?

so what gives? we're almost into the second week of march and it's ice station zebra all over again outside. the roads didnt suck so bad this morning as they have in the past, but still, the homeless arent doing there part in keeping the roads and sidewalks clear. it's really that simple.
i didnt quit the Grand Night crew, i founded it, i need to keep things fresh and this is my way of doing just so. look for possibly ONE more person to join this one, copying the COBRA format.

done just dropped the old hat, dude. this paves the way for the most certainest roccadoodle time.

Clouds In My Coffee