I should also be going back to STL today and at the very least move in my couch this afternoon/evening. With the drive home that is probably all my fragile little mind will be able to accomplish today.
June 2004 Archives
popular that other peoples pockets even want to talk to me. Well they must want to talk to me as they do seem to dial me occasionally. :)
As an update, Now the Hippy's pocket has decided it wants to have long chats with my voicemail too.....
So the siglers and carrie and I all went out last night to a dance club. The music was not atrocious and eventually the place filled up. I got out on the floor and made an excellent fool of myself but did have a good time.
Since I arrived in KC I have found that for some reason the first four days I woke at 10:55 AM. No alarm clock just body said time to wake up and it was 10:55. I am a little disturbed by this fact, but today instead I decided to get up much earlier so I figure it isn't a conspiracy to drive me crazy after all.
So we went to HyVee to get food for enchiladas and fajitas and we found that they were doing a beer tasting of about 30 different beers. So we went shopping and got ourselves some free beer. The best kind. Plus I got to ride in JDB's jeep without the top, and the open air and wind is always a nice thing to have. So we will have Mexican which of course requires MARGARITAS!!!!!!
So I went with the Songlers to a meeting of KC Bloggers at the local pub Harry's Country Club. I'd say we sat around for the better part of three hours and shared some stories and had a few beers and just enjoyed the experience of meeting new people and just talking. I had a pretty damn good time and it seemed that all that showed also did. I am always glad to meet some new people and find new lives to intrude upon, I mean blogs to read. :)
I hunt the answers that I want.
I will find the answers that I seek.
and when I do they will definitely have some things to answer for.
Alrighty guys I have been informed there maybe a few of you out there that read these rather absurd wanderings of a rather absurd mind. I have seen not a whole of comments so can I at least get you guys to write any kind of comment at all whether it being commentary on my character and ancestry and my dull wit and sharp something or other. So lets see a few comments. Disclaimer:If I know you personally and still see and talk to you alot or have lived with you at any point don't feel a pressing need to write a comment but feel free to do so if you desire.
~matt
The kid gets it all.
Just plant us in the damn garden next to the stupid lion.
The NSA uses Peoplesoft..........
I found this out through my application process.
this was the start of some drinking and good time had by me and Don. We found out that evening that the Trainwreck on the Landing does blues every Friday and Saturday night as well as has an ok selection of cigars and cutters to use if you happen to be short. The drink prices themselves were not all that bad either so I would say that at the least me and don could be in trouble following this new discovery.......hmmmmmm drink and cigar and blues........
and so there are three monkeys and they seem to be more then happy to see hear and speak evil, is this a sign of things to come?
I have packets so I chat with Mr. Sigler while drinking up my caffeine and...
I have my little green eldergod here keeping me company...
I made it out of UMR, well I decided to feel the torture again and I went to my old high school graduation. I knew a few of the people that were graduation, siblings of people I went to school with and some I helped as a senior there so long ago. I remembered so afterwards that I am old compared to them I am 23 and they are 18 they are just stating a segment of their lives that I have already finished, everyone was so happy there and they just didn't realize that things will be good at college and some things will be bad. I wish them the best of luck in escaping this POS town and maybe some of the brighter ones will go out and be successful and not have to come back to a town that is slowly fading away. I read somewhere in one of the local papers that something like 60-70% of the people that graduate from DeSoto High eventually come back to stay. I wonder how many of those never got a degree or got knocked up or any number of things. I wonder how many just couldn't manage to get out....
So I am reading my comics today and I get down to 8 bit theater and I notice that for some reason the comic didn't download so I went to the page to check it out. I read on the page that his good friend had killed himself today. I do not know either the author of 8-bit or the author of marvelous bob (guy who killed himself), and yet I read this and some of the work the other guy had done and some of his LJ stuff and I feel bad, and I feel sad that he has left this mortal coil. I don't know these people and why do I feel bad?
-So Confused
