In the grand tradition of doctors David Hedison, Jack Griffin, and David and Bruce Banner, Murd0c is going to perform an unethical experiment on himself. Beginning at 3pm today, the poor fellow is going to force himself to watch 24 straight hours of MTV.
"Could your eyes get blisters?" - Murd0c
He'll be keeping a new blog for this experiment, so viddy this, oh my brothers. Here's hoping he comes out of it with a few neurons intact.
Something happened to me about a week ago that's still sort of bothering me...
While walking home from work, I felt a tickle on my arm. I looked, and there was a mosquito, in the process of sucking my blood. Rather than kill it, I decided to just watch. The mosquito kept sucking down my lifejuice for a second, then - all of a sudden - it dropped off my arm and fell to the ground, dead.
What do you suppose that's all about?
Latin music legend Celia Cruz passed away yesterday. I've always been a huge fan of hers, and will miss her terribly, in that celebrity/fan sort of way.
¡Azuuucar, mi reina! Usted está con Dios.
Compudroid put up his photos from last week's post-2600 party. From images #85-96, you can ooh and ahh at such sights as Fina with her feet up on Marco, me looking exactly like it's seven-and-change in the morning and I'm still awake, and our pal Max in a pool of his own egestion.
In other news, Fina and I just got back from a local cheezy carnival. Every time I go to one of these, I'm reminded how unimpressed most people from my town leave me. We did have beef jerky and fried Oreos, though.
Fried Oreos! What an American idea! Take pretty much the unhealthiest junk food from the junk food aisle, coat it in zeppole dough, and deep-fry that mammajamma. Then, coat it in confectioner's sugar. Only in these United
States would we come up with an idea like this! They say that with every bite you can actually hear the rest of the world laughing, as well as your arteries crying.
For a more intelligent rant, check out Ellis Henican's excellent column on the current state of our President's dwindling credibility.
Also, I've been meaning to post this for a while... El Vacilón de la Mañana is the greatest radio show ever. You need to understand Spanish, though. They are basically a morning comedy show featuring sketches, comedy songs, recurring "characters," jokes ranging from silly to filthy, listener phone calls, and even some phone pranks now and then. (One of their calls was the inspiration for my badly-done Spanish Accented call on UPL's prank page.) They are basically where Howard Stern was 15 or 20 years ago, back when he was actually doing straight comedy. My coworkers and I listen to them constantly while on the road.
2600 was fun, if a bit thin. Still, Rocky Horror was fun, and b9punk's house still rocks even when a group of Rocky fans and cast members show up at 3am, still picking confetti and rice out of their hair, and most people are already in a daze or asleep.
Next month's 2600 meeting coincides with Defcon, which means it'll be a really thin meeting. No party at b9's afterward either, since they'll be over there. I'll still be at the meeting, though, as Vegas is too rich for my blood at this point.
Ah well, I've got "Prison Bitch" on mp3, and the lyrics, and my paddle ball, and my remote control, and that's all I need.
Mister Murd0c: Hey Rob
Mister Murd0c: photoshop me
Mister Murd0c: I never been photoshopped
Rob T Firefly: Are you challenging me?
Mister Murd0c: Yes
Mister Murd0c: Your pretty good, for a girl.
Rob T Firefly: Okay, give me a few minutes...
Rob T Firefly: You're so gonna hate me.
Rob T Firefly: http://rtf.kracked.com/shite/murdoc_disturbing.jpg
Mister Murd0c: hAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
Mister Murd0c: that is so badass
Rob T Firefly: It's the best I can do after working 12 hours.
Mister Murd0c: hahaha
Mister Murd0c: never been photoshopped before
Mister Murd0c: it is quite badass
Rob T Firefly: I was considering changing "PLA" to "PIZZA" but I decided not to.
Rob T Firefly: I think what brought this on is Fina listening to Marilyn Manson in the next room, and we were talking about his boob suit.
Mister Murd0c: hahaha
Mister Murd0c: I HATE YOU ROB T FIREFLY!
Mister Murd0c: I WILL SHOOT YOU!
Mister Murd0c: hehehe
Rob T Firefly: Heh, I deserve it for that. I'll take it down now, if you want.
Mister Murd0c: nope
Mister Murd0c: You better keep that shit up there
Mister Murd0c: I love it
Rob T Firefly: Heh, okay, but if Luvox kicks my ass you're getting the medical bill.
Mister Murd0c: lol
Mister Murd0c: ok
Matrix Ping Pong!!!! Watch this NOW. As posted by Paradox on Cal's Forums.
Mister Murd0c: /me pours Kool-Aid into Roo's computer's cooling system
Mister Murd0c: /me hits the <TAB> button
Rob T Firefly: A Tab? I can't give you a Tab unless you order something!
Mister Murd0c: Uh
Mister Murd0c: I'll have a Pepsi Free
Rob T Firefly: You want a Pepsi, pal, you're gonna pay for it!
Mister Murd0c: Just give me something without any sugar
Mister Murd0c: in it
Rob T Firefly: Something without sugar... /me puts a black coffee on the counter.
Mister Murd0c: /me throws 85 cents in loose change on the counter
Rob T Firefly: /me takes a nickel, not noticing it won't be minted for another 20 years or so.
Mister Murd0c: You got a phone?
Rob T Firefly: Yeah, it's in the back.
Mister Murd0c: thanks
Mister Murd0c: <BEEP BEEP BEEP>
Mister Murd0c: DAMN! MY ASS IS BEEPING AGAIN!
Rob T Firefly: RUSSIAN COMMIE SPY!!!
Rob T Firefly: /me pulls out a rifle and shoots ya dead
Mister Murd0c: /me channels special Michael J. Powers
Mister Murd0c: /me bitch smacks you
Rob T Firefly: Damn! The life preserver!
Mister Murd0c: You look like your gonna jump ship!
Rob T Firefly: /me grabs the "Coffee: 5 cents ('urns' high praise)" sign and frisbees it at you
Mister Murd0c: /me dodges it Matrix style
Mister Murd0c: /me grabs the M-16 and fires it at you
Rob T Firefly: /me gets shot in the chest
Rob T Firefly: Damn! Tell Goldie I love him...
Rob T Firefly: /me dies
Mister Murd0c: oh dear
Mister Murd0c: /me grabs the plutonium from the DeLorean and rubs into the wound
Mister Murd0c: /me is channeling evil Martha Stewart powers
Mister Murd0c: /me looks around and runs away
Mister Murd0c: WE LOVE THIS MONKEY!
Rob T Firefly: /me turns into a mutant Nick Nolte, and runs off into the mountains, laughing maniacally before becoming for some reason a jellyfish.
Mister Murd0c: GASP! <--(I'm Gasping)
Rob T Firefly: The End.
Woo! Work sucks. I have a million things to do, and no time in which to do them. But at least I get messages like this:
Comment by Murd0c - July 9, 2003 - 4:46 AM
So I was looking through your journal at 3:44 AM and found THIS:
"Last but certainly not least.. my pal Murd0c wasted an entire blog entry on how cool Grey and I are. Man, we sure have him foo- I mean, you rock, Murd0c! See you at the next 2600!"
Let it never be said that you pwn teh w0rldxz0r! I'm tired, your journal is fun. You should charge admission.
I must disagree - it is in fact Murd0c who pwns teh worldxz0r.
