tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58996162011-04-21T20:13:34.078-05:00Howler Monkey CentralThe weblog of Skip. A collection of thoughts, observations, and recipes for pie. You like pie, don't you? Everybody likes pie. If you don't like pie, this conversation is over.
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.comBlogger661100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-89536636888731443742007-09-24T22:41:00.000-05:002007-09-24T22:50:03.805-05:00It is with a heavy heart that I must announce an end to Howler Monkey Central.I know both of you got mild entertainment from what can only be described as a half-assed attempt at comedy, but everything has its time.At this time I would like to announce the launch of my new blogMr. Skip's Mediocre RideSame old crap, slightly different format.Put it in your favorites. Go ahead, I won't tell Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1164770015418502542006-11-28T20:57:00.000-06:002006-11-28T21:13:35.430-06:00A Lesson in Amateur Street Racing.OK class, take your seats.*ahem*Car "A" pulls up to a stoplight alongside Car "B". Car "A" realizes that he needs to be in the lane that Car "B" is occupying in order to make a turn in the near future. Car "A" accelerates in order to make this maneuver as quickly as he can. Car "B" mistakenly regards this action as an invitation to "race", and therefore thinks "Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1156055765842040722006-08-20T01:34:00.000-05:002006-08-20T01:36:05.856-05:00Mothaf***in' Snakes on a Mothaf***in' Plane.Go see it. That is all I will say on the subject.Whoop.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1154321663388962612006-07-30T23:52:00.000-05:002006-07-30T23:59:15.636-05:00Golf, Golf, Golf is a game. Golf is a game that you play, and today....I managed to shoot par for the course. Granted, I had only completed half the course, but I feel the day was mine.That's about it. Sno Cones rule.Whoop.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1152916510096916912006-07-14T17:30:00.000-05:002006-07-14T17:35:10.106-05:00Geek Talk.On my batch of errands I ran today, my journeys took me in to get a haircut. Now, I can't tell you where I go, but it rhymes with "Freight Clips". Now, I happened to be sporting one of my favorite shirts, The Flash. This led one of the stylists to start making jabs at me, as I am more pear-shaped than muscular, and I don't look like I could move faster than 10 mph, tops. But once the Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1150684993593651112006-06-18T21:38:00.000-05:002006-06-18T21:43:13.606-05:00R.I.P. Plastic Paratrooper Man.You were taken down in the prime of your life. You hadn't even had one good throw. But now I see that a good jump didn't matter to you, you were a daredevil. Why did you have to try that stunt so close to the fan? So now we will remember you, as you will remain a POW within the confines of the box fan until someone frees you. And I'm not taking that fan apart. It's Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1138947720484645262006-02-03T00:15:00.000-06:002006-02-03T00:22:00.496-06:00Oh, I'll SHOW you a shadow....So another Groundhog Day has come and gone. I can't help but think that this was the day that meteorologists look forward to all year 'round. It's their equivalent of Spring Break.And I have got to say, one day is enough. I have had my fill of news anchors referring to their weatherman as their "resident groundhog".So we get six more weeks of winger. OK, I could haveSkiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1138758570525794282006-01-31T19:41:00.000-06:002006-01-31T19:49:30.536-06:00Someone else to tell me how I'm doing...That's right, it's that time of year...Employee reviews!Nothing like a nice anxiety attack to shake up the post-holiday doldrums.And honestly, it's like being a kid at Christmas. You and the head honcho are there, you sit on their lap, and they ask you if you've been naughty or nice. Well, actually, there was no lap-sitting. I imagine that would violate Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1137645751836237922006-01-18T22:33:00.000-06:002006-01-18T22:42:31.846-06:00Eugene has returned!After almost two weeks of waiting, my good friend the Jeep is finally back to its old self. Unfortunately, fixing up a good friend does not come cheap. But it felt good to go for a drive in my own car. In fact, I don't care what you drive. The best way to appreciate your car more is to drive someone else's car for an extended period of time.But that's enough about my 4-wheeledSkiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1136218035455627262006-01-02T10:04:00.000-06:002006-01-02T10:07:15.466-06:00I'm going to be kind of a big deal in '06......Well, not really. I just put the woman of my world on a plane not more than half an hour ago.I can't tell you how I can feel so empty, and so great at the same time.I miss you already, Hurricane Girl.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1134530462156688882005-12-13T21:09:00.000-06:002005-12-13T21:21:02.166-06:00Do I Know It's Christmas?Sometimes I'm not sure. Every year the holiday season sneaks up on me, and every year I'm left feeling dazed and confused in a whirlwind of holiday shenanigans.This year isn't proving to be much different. Except for the fact that my lady is coming to town!It used to be a holiday tradition that I would come down with a sort of apathy every year about this time. I can't Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1132894346902563672005-11-24T22:42:00.000-06:002005-11-24T22:52:26.913-06:00Time to Update the Blog...I figured since everyone is updating these days, I may as well spruce up the ol' blog. All four of you who read this can now relax.I have officially been living in Richville for about 6 weeks. I have to have a quick rant regarding the "motorists" here in Richville. They honestly need to rename the area I live in to "The Land of Halogen Headlights and Humvees". My eyes Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1132893641216968872005-11-24T22:40:00.000-06:002005-11-24T22:40:41.220-06:00That's me! Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1129845148551361722005-10-20T16:44:00.000-05:002005-10-20T16:52:28.556-05:00Update your Blog, Foo!Well, at the request of one of my fans (representing 50% of my fanbase), i have decided to update the Howler Monkey.Today was a sad day, as everyone in St. Louis collectively sobered up from the excitement of a Post-Season World. I'm proud of all our boys, and I thank them for playing their hearts out for their fans.Life in the 'Dyce.Well, I am officially moved in to my Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1128210702676028282005-10-01T18:30:00.000-05:002005-10-01T18:51:42.683-05:00Like The Phoenix from the Ashes....Woo-hoo! I am back folks. After a completely involuntary hiatus, I have returned to this thing called the "inter-net" for another go at it.I am so far behind, I almost don't know where to start. How about some well-wishings?Congrats to Jamie on surviving your 21st birthday. I know you don't read this blog, but perhaps someone you know will see it and tell you Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1122189052817216032005-07-24T02:00:00.000-05:002005-07-24T02:12:50.823-05:00I hate this town. (Take 2)Is it possible to have a great and horrible night at the same time? If so, chalk another one up to it. I seem to have a knack for being attracted to emotionally unavailable women. And I wouldn't be so perturbed about it except the object of her affection is my dopelganger. Granted, he's a skinnier version of myself, but a dopelganger nonetheless. But hey. Such is life. Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1116895367781033522005-05-23T19:34:00.000-05:002005-05-23T19:42:47.786-05:00OK, so I'm a little behind the times.....Today marks my official participation in Friendster. Yes, that's right. Friendster. "But Skip," you might be asking, "Don't you have tons of friends? and didn't the Friendster craze happen, like, 2 years ago?" Well screw you. I've been busy. So now I'm fully entwined in "the net", praying to the Deity of the Week that I don't run into Sandra Bullock.Hi Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1114473362443107372005-04-25T18:49:00.000-05:002005-04-25T18:56:02.443-05:00Play Ball!Yesterday was my first Cards game of the '05 Season, and I was not disappointed. Hanging out with good friends, great view of the field, couldn't ask for much more. Although I did get sunburned. The burn is no where NEAR as annoying as the fact that I had to endure the observation at work. I swear, if one more person said "Looks like you got a little sun", I was going to lose it. Oh Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1114054927673410202005-04-20T22:40:00.000-05:002005-04-20T22:42:07.676-05:00Damn you, Affleck!OK, i've been neglecting this blog as of late. I swear that someone is venting knockout gas into my apartment every night. Ah well. OK, here is my brief summary of significant events in the past few weeks.Happy Birthday, Pops.Happy Birthday, Sis.Thanks, IRS.Happy Retirement, Pops.Congrats, Ti. You make L&O worth watching, if only for 3 to 5 minutes.That was not so bad. Now let'sSkiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1112156172366361952005-03-29T21:35:00.000-06:002005-03-29T22:36:18.746-06:00It's even got that "new job smell"...Well folks, I have officially completed my first week at my new job. I am always busy now, and there is always a deadline, and I actually like it. Good times.And taking the cue from my good friend gthedamned (as always). I've decided to get back to my roots. And now.....drumroll......Oh, come ON. DRUM ROLL.......You know what? Forget the drumroll. And now, Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1109614587692726922005-02-28T12:16:00.000-06:002005-02-28T12:16:27.696-06:00Happy Skippy Memorial Day!Yes, that's right folks. It's that time of year again. Time for Skippy Memorial Day! For those of you who already know about Skippy Memorial Day, I extend to you the ceremonial Fists of Justice. For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, allow me to answer some Frequently Asked Questions:What is Skippy Memorial Day?Skippy Memorial Day is a time of Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1107053068763917382005-01-29T20:28:00.000-06:002005-01-29T20:44:59.603-06:00Oh man...
OK, this Kidz Bop crap has GOT to stop.
Nevermind that they've already released 7 albums.
Nevermind that people have bought enough copies to even MERIT the release of 7 albums.
Nevermind that any song that could be considered "good" now sounds like a School Bus Sing-along.
I have a problem with the songs that are actually chosen. Apparently the only step in the selection process is "Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1102480850393404222004-12-07T22:35:00.000-06:002004-12-08T15:21:08.166-06:00I Know Somebody Famous!
Yes, that's right. I can now officially say I know someone who was on TV (Although I could say that before, this is more recent. Sorry Kastl.) But if you didn't watch Law & Order: SVU, then you missed out on the newest "It Girl".
Congrats, Ti.
Hey, can you get Ice T to figure out who broke into my car?
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1102399439610662662004-12-06T23:53:00.000-06:002004-12-07T00:03:59.610-06:00I hate this town.
First of all, I want to thank the Police for arriving so quickly. It's too bad you can't do more than file a report. I appreciate the effort. (This is all true. For sarcasm, please read the next sentence.)
Second, I want to thank the low life pieces of shit who broke into my car. Thank you oh so much for making it very hard for me to sleep at this point. Thank you for making Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1100138784019673962004-11-10T19:59:00.000-06:002004-11-10T20:07:25.263-06:00Woo-Hoo!
Well, Bastards fans, the long wait is over. You can now check out the official home of the Bastards Karamzov. Granted, this is not the final face of this monumental site, but it's a start. Kudos and other generic congratulatory comments go to Tomatohead for getting this thing off the ground. So check it out and let us know what we can do to make your Bastards experience more enjoyable.
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1099706730613924682004-11-05T19:18:00.000-06:002004-11-05T20:05:30.613-06:00I'm back.
You didn't even know I was gone, didja? Yeah, well.....I was. I just returned from The Land of 10,000 Lakes. Woo-hoo. Non-stop party train coming through. Okay, all this sarcasm is making my brain hurt.
Seriously, Minnesota itself is a great state. I have absolutely no problems with the Twin Cities. They're great. It just seems like every time I fly there, it is the worst experience Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1099007679608393992004-10-28T18:53:00.000-05:002004-10-28T18:54:39.606-05:00Oh, I forgot one more important reason to be happy.
7. At least I'm not a Cards fan who has to live in Boston.
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1099007519793306392004-10-28T18:36:00.000-05:002004-10-28T18:51:59.793-05:00Well, I guess that's it. They had a good run.
I am not heartbroken that the Cards didn't win. I'm sad, sure, but hey, such is life.
There are so many reasons I feel pretty good.
1. I got to go to Game 4. I sat in Busch Stadium in seats that I paid face value for. We had some kickass seats, and saw two teams play in the last game of the World Series. Rock on.
2. I saw the Cardinals play in theSkiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1098419716077783962004-10-21T23:34:00.000-05:002004-10-21T23:35:16.076-05:00They did it. Sha-weet!
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1097099879423856352004-10-06T16:49:00.000-05:002004-10-06T16:57:59.423-05:00Thanks for the encouragement, Geronimatron. It gets a little tough from time to time to make it through the work week. But not today. And why? Two words: CAREER FAIR! Which is odd, since there are no rides, games. or funnel cakes. Instead, you get a bunch of college students that are either too timid or too cocky. But there is some hope for the next generation in the job market. I have the Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1096931860775109102004-10-04T18:15:00.000-05:002004-10-04T18:17:40.776-05:00Ah, the start of a new work week. Can't you just smell the toner? Neither can I. I've begun to notice that I am really only living weekend to weekend. Which would be great......if I had something to do on the weekends.
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1096678711104070972004-10-01T19:58:00.000-05:002004-10-01T19:59:59.020-05:00An update......my god, how long has it been?
Do people still say "cool"? I have to admit, the rock I have been living under doesn't have high-speed internet or even a good news source.
So here we go.....getting all caught up for the past.....3 months? Boy, I suck.
The DC Trip
If you didn't know, I took a trip to the DC-area in mid-August. I orignally went for business, but I expanded the trip Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1088487420932794242004-06-29T00:33:00.000-05:002004-06-29T00:37:00.933-05:00ATTENTION ALL BASTARD FANS!
The Bastards Karamazov will be performing live and in person!
Tuesday, July 6th
at The Way Out Club!
2525 S. Jefferson in downtown St. Louis.
The club opens at 8. Show starts around 9:30.
Only $5 gets you high quality comedy!
Tell your friends! Bring your friends!
WhooP!Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1086837981504838702004-06-09T22:17:00.000-05:002004-06-09T22:26:21.503-05:00Oh......
Tater Tots, why must you mock me?
I have to admit, I have an eating problem. I don't eat too much, mind you. I eat too much of the wrong thing. Take tonight, for example. There I was, settling in for the evening, when it occurs to me: I didn't eat dinner. But what to eat? I know, Tater Tots! They're so good! And what could be better than making a good food into a good meal? In Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1085022546144470832004-05-19T22:03:00.000-05:002004-05-19T22:09:06.143-05:00Howdy!
It's official folks. So long Chesterfield, I am now a resident of the Maple-hood. It's sad how much crap I have. At the rate I'm going, I should be unpacked by the time my lease is up.
In the world of all things Bastard:
Our second full-length show is being slated for the end of June. More info on that as it is available. And also....own your very own copy of the first full-length show Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1081991451085616752004-04-14T20:10:00.000-05:002004-04-14T21:58:58.860-05:00Well.....
Taking the cue from my good buddy gthedamned, I too will update the more-than-a-month-old blog. Sorry, work has got me in a foul mood, so I haven't felt the tinge of a creative thought in a while. The only big news is that I will be moving in the next few weeks. I'll be sure to update the blog sooner this time.
Whoop.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1077589287898836062004-02-23T20:21:00.000-06:002004-02-23T20:24:14.920-06:00ATTENTION BASTARD FANS!!
The BASTARDS KARAMAZOV!
Tuesday, March 9th
@ The Way Out Club
2525 S. Jefferson
$5 Cover Show starts around 9 PM
Bring your friends! Bring your neighbors! Bring a complete stranger!
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1077235808612260172004-02-19T18:10:00.000-06:002004-02-19T18:12:50.170-06:00The Big Easy - Howler Monkey Style
Yes, that's right folks. I am back from my small vacation to N'awlins. And I must say, amdist all the confusion, chaos, and vomiting (others, not me. BLAUGHHHHH!), I found myself to be calm, collected, and at peace. However, this does not include the 10+ hour drive I took to get down there, or the 10+ drive I took to get back to the Lou. Other than that, it wasSkiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1076308983063762722004-02-09T00:43:00.000-06:002004-02-09T00:45:29.326-06:00Holy Crap. Has it been that long? Funny how the weeks just fly by when work takes over your life. But hopefully that hellish ordeal is over for now. Time to focus on bigger and better things.
Speaking of which...
Attention all Bastard Fans!
THE BASTARDS KARAMAZOV!
In their first Solo Performance!
Come spend an evening with the guys your Parents always warned you about.
Tuesday, March 9th
@ the Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1073856032025667242004-01-11T15:20:00.000-06:002004-01-11T15:20:52.870-06:00Ah. How nice is it to have a clean apartment? And, what's that? Do I smell Country Breeze? Or could it be Fresh Rain? Maybe Flower Scent? Yes, all 3! Anything is better than the puke-inducing smell that was coming from the kitchen. (By the way, I finally found out what it was. There was a potato wedged in the corner of the pantry. The miracle of life is gross.) And now, the reason for my entry:
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1072742035324867182003-12-29T17:53:00.000-06:002003-12-29T17:54:12.956-06:00Well HOWWWWWWWDY Folks!
Sorry I haven't posted lately. Ever since the last Bastards show, this cold was kicking my ass. I just got over it before I left for Christmas. Ah, Christmas. I went up to the NY to visit the folks, and for a little big-city livin'. Met up with Ti in the NYC and talked about good times. Word of advice: do NOT get wasted in NYC unless you have a place to stay there; Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1071425935274347362003-12-14T12:18:00.000-06:002003-12-14T12:19:08.600-06:00Attention Bastard Fans!
THE BASTARDS KARAMAZOV
part of
Rev. Brimstone's Lunar Menagerie
Monday, December 15th, 2003
@ the Way Out Club
2525 S. Jefferson
Doors: 8 pm
Show starts at 9 pm
$5 cover
Come and see "How the Bastards Stole Christmas"!
Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1070440701835255842003-12-03T02:38:00.000-06:002003-12-03T02:38:31.976-06:00Well, I hope everyone had a good 4-day weekend (sorry roomie). I returned safely from my visit to Tejas, and I don't even mind that I've had a cold for the past 2 days. Tejas is a land full of wonder. It's practically another country.
A quick recap of the weekend:
Wednesday - flew down to Tejas at night. The lady who gave me my ticket thought she was doing me a favor by changing my seat, but Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-106971656903107272003-11-24T17:29:00.000-06:002003-11-24T17:29:37.060-06:00Eulogy.
Well, old friend, your time on this earth is done. Growing up with you was truly an honor. You were more than a friend, you were a member of our family. Maybe it's because you were the closest thing to a little brother I ever had. Or maybe it was because Mom confused us for each other all the time. At any rate, you will be missed. You went by many names: Willie, Wilbert, Lou, Lou-Lou, Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1069398536677381972003-11-21T01:08:00.001-06:002003-11-21T01:09:03.990-06:00One last thing: Beware the Pencils of Doom. Whoop.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1069398509832236412003-11-21T01:08:00.000-06:002003-11-21T01:08:37.143-06:00Just a quick post.
It is Thursday night/Friday morning. It's been a busy week. Most importantly, the show. The show was an overwhelming success. We were on. We had a great audience. For those of you who missed out, the Bastards performed "Whine Tasting", "Drunken Letters to Inanimate Objects", the hit song "Aquaman", and to wrap up the evening, "Maine Guys". The people ate it up with a knife Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1068617764609627012003-11-12T00:16:00.000-06:002003-11-12T00:16:09.623-06:00Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1068617729558432142003-11-12T00:15:00.000-06:002003-11-12T00:16:45.733-06:00BRING ON THE FUNNY!
THE BASTARDS KARAMAZOV
will perform as part of
Rev. Brimstone's Lunar Menagerie
Monday, November 17th 9 PM
@ The Way Out Club
2525 S. Jefferson
Cover $5
Come for the drinks, stay for the comedy.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1068419228119162632003-11-09T17:07:00.000-06:002003-11-09T17:07:12.663-06:00OK, I have no idea what that last post was all about. Forgive me. Forgive this loveable, pudgy bastard.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1068419187788822862003-11-09T17:06:00.000-06:002003-11-09T17:06:32.336-06:00Embrace My Pudginess
Skinny people of the world, I implore you: Embrace my pudginess. You may call me husky, bulky or large, but I am none of these. I am pudgy. I recognize your annoyance and discomfort with my condition, and I know why. You are jealous. Jealous of the pudginess. You ask yourself, "Why not me?" You may scoff at me all you like, but I recognize envy when I see it. While you standSkiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1067995867790963662003-11-04T19:31:00.000-06:002003-11-04T19:31:10.866-06:00A story:
So the Grocery Strike has been over for 4 days now. As I made my first trip into the scab-free Schnucks, I was greeted by a somewhat limited selection of items available. As I neared the checkout, I went over to a rack to pick up some gum. I was walking back to my cart when an elderly woman stopped me. She asked, "Could you help me?" Not thinking much of it, and always wanting to aid Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1067845141605572762003-11-03T01:39:00.000-06:002003-11-03T01:39:03.980-06:00Hey folks.
I just realized I haven't updated this blog for a week! Where does the time go? Anyway, I just wanted to let all two of you know that I'm still here. It's been a busy week. So let's talk about Halloween. It's a good holiday. I spent the evening at the Rocket Bar for a little Scary-okie. Not bad. After my rendition of the Cars' "Just What I Needed", I've decided to put my professional Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1067158628798894472003-10-26T03:57:00.000-06:002003-10-26T03:57:08.846-06:00Great Night.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1066890521794529762003-10-23T01:28:00.000-05:002003-10-23T01:28:41.580-05:00An observation. As I tried to relax at my coffee shop of choice, quietly reading my book, I suddenly became very aware of the people around me. There were two groups of people: a group of four young Asian people playing cards, and a group of six or seven Latin American people. (Please note: the following story is by no means meant to offend either of these cultures, nor is it meant to apply any Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1066799208965694802003-10-22T00:06:00.000-05:002003-10-22T00:08:51.413-05:00What is the world coming to? War, Famine, Disease, and now.....you can't rent video games for Nintendo 64 at Blockbuster! I know! Harsh! Eh, I'll get over it. Now for the good news: The Bastards Karamazov will once again be performing at Rev. Brimstone's Lunar Menagerie! You can see all of your favorite Bastards (or perhaps your not-so-favorite ones) at the Way Out Club on November 17th! All you Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1066506511643117652003-10-18T14:48:00.000-05:002003-10-18T14:48:31.300-05:00My list of entertaining things to see while driving.
1. A patriotic person with a giant American flag stuck to the back of their foreign SUV.
2. A parent with a "Children First" license plate who is turning around to smack her kid.
3. A hardcore environmentalist driving a car that is covered in rust, with blue smoke bellowing out of the exhaust pipe.
4. An animal rights activist at the side of Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1066505167921126212003-10-18T14:26:00.000-05:002003-10-18T14:26:07.820-05:00Great Day.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1066026734565634622003-10-13T01:32:00.000-05:002003-10-13T01:32:14.300-05:00Ah. the excitement of a late night at Scarf 'N' Barf. One of the untapped resources of creativity left in this city. Got some great things down on paper, including a first draft of "Maine Guys" and a killer video montage.
Ska is the answer to all your troubles. Try it sometime.
Okay, not a lot to say. Catch you on the flip side. Whoop.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1065923444412581912003-10-11T20:50:00.000-05:002003-10-11T20:50:43.943-05:00Here are a few things I know to be true:
1. The universe is finite. You can reach the edge of the universe, but there's no parking, and the music sucks.
2. No matter how fast you go, there will always be someone behind you that wants to go faster.
3. There's no such thing as Doggie Heaven. However, there IS a Doggie Hell. You know what it is? Mailmen. Rabid mailmen, with long, sharp teeth.
4. IfSkiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1065792658969797972003-10-10T08:30:00.000-05:002003-10-10T08:30:58.713-05:00My mistake. The song is by the Impossibles.Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1065762088207768462003-10-10T02:01:00.000-05:002003-10-10T00:01:28.363-05:00Well howdy. This blog entry is brought to you by alcohol. Ah, alcohol. As Homer said (Simpson, not the philosopher) "Alcohol: The Cause of, and Solution to, all of life's problems." I'm not sure if this is true or not. But it definitely puts your problems off for a little while.
There is another quote that I find to be very true. It's in a song by Less Than Jake, I believe. "There's nothing Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1065596075505778672003-10-08T03:54:00.000-05:002003-10-08T01:54:34.950-05:00My sister has bested me yet again. She posted my DO's and DON'T's of driving on Illiniboard, the posting page of former students of the University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign. Don't ask me why she posted it there, since neither she nor I have ever attended UIUC. But the feedback all seemed to point towards the same thought: Stupid drivers are everywhere. So I have enlisted my friend Cud to writeSkiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1065504844482120722003-10-07T00:34:00.000-05:002003-10-07T00:34:04.180-05:00I am irate. I spent a chunk of my day writing a piece sharing my loathing for St. Louis motorists, and the blog will not publish it. Apparently, I have to keep the messages short and sweet. This piece was about 5 paragraphs long. After the first 2, My web browser shut down due to error. Argh. I talked to Kate this evening, and she sounded like she was doing well. I'm glad she's happy. Gives hope Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1065484312729510122003-10-06T23:01:00.000-05:002003-10-06T21:01:42.376-05:00OK folks. As I made my morning commute to work today, I was reminded that Missouri drivers (I'm sure this goes for other states as well, but I'm from Missouri. Get your own blog.) need a refresher course on the DO's and DON'T's of driving. Class in now in session.
DON'T's
1. DON'T eat your breakfast in the car. There are some exceptions. Pop-tarts are fine (this includes other pastries such as Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1065422878700591842003-10-06T03:48:00.000-05:002003-10-06T01:48:39.446-05:00What is it about coffee shops that make them so condusive to creativity? Perhaps it's the stale cigarette smoke in the air, or the high levels of caffeine running through everyone's bloodstream. In any case, a good night of writing. I'm particularly proud of my first draft of "Grandpa, Secret Agent" and the beginnings of a new song called "Starbucks Girl".
Sundays seem to be the most useless Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899616.post-1065335161666067062003-10-05T01:26:00.000-05:002003-10-05T01:26:01.480-05:00Welcome. Nice to see ya. How ya been? Well, this will be the maiden voyage of my weblog. For those of you who know me, I don't really say much about myself. So hopefully this blog will allow me to share any thoughts, views, or any other crap I think up along the way. So, here we go...
The most important event in the past week, has been the premier performance of The Bastards Karamazov (http://Skiphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03043326596694923050noreply@blogger.com0