Just so everyone is forewarned. I have a video camera this year. I plan to tape some, if not all, of the crazy shit that goes down at the beat. Any copies of these recordings must be hidden away, only to be shown at Beat gatherings, or to get some. Unles Boy Wonder starts running for political office. Then we may use them, collectivly, as a house, to black mail said boy wonder, who ever he may be. Typing drunk is hell. I see that Jon and I have missed the first No Pants Party, so I will post a picture from Scotland.

Cheers,
HARVY

SPREAD THE WORD: Party at the Beat Saturday. Chilling and jaming to ensue 9ish.

Inaugural links for the 1st day of classes

History of the tee shirt.

How to sacrifice a goat.

Apocalyptic squirrels.

I guess Amanda and I are...broken up...or something...on a break (maybe). I dunno, but I guess that was the last thing that was coming between sharing some tender, homoerotic moments in the same room with August this semester. See you all on the 21st. There are some pictures from the final Greybyrds show on my shit-ass xanga.

Peter Jennings is dead.

There goes the "liberal media."

Sssst. Burn!

As much as I was demanding a monkey, I'm willing to admit that even an Elvis-impersonating monkey would not liven up weeknights at The Beat like a couple of Lee's lasers and gernades.

Breaking news: RoboRyan is off campus.

Time to move a bed into the Turkish prison?

I'm AmTraking whatever trains of thought were present before this post.

I will freely admit I am pretentious. In fact, for no apparent reason,

The List of Things Deemed Bourgeoise:
-Spacing
-The Grateful Dead
-Eating
-Discussing Music
-Those Damn T-Shirts with Things Like "I Have Issues" Written Upon Them
-Debating about Music
-The Internet
-The Term "Bourgeoise"
-The Expression That Something Is "The New Black"
-Gene Wilder
-Art Garfunkel (the files for both "incredibly redundant" and "terrifically useless" were already full)
-Sex (although this falls more into the "passe" category)

'God used me as hammer, boys'

Ethical question: how sappy does a friend have to get before it's okay that you just have to punch him in the head?

Ryan, I'm talkin' to you.

Silliman, I find it very amusing that this is one of the first results when google image searching your name. It is not until much later in the search that you find this picture of you (looking very much like my aunt's former lover) or this one of you looking very kalifornia (notice how I spell it with a K, thereby making myself cool).

And if I have anything to say about it, this will be the new top result!

Where monkies are born every minute

I was thinking about Lee's monky, the one he doesn't have and is not bringing to the Beat. Too bad, I was thinking, a monkey'd be cool.

Heyman once had us all in stitches and all the smoking SAGA workers whispering wow with his description of how he was going to have a monkey and a turtle (working as a team). I know certain beatnik's would rather have a manatee, but really, where are we going to keep a manatee and could we fend off the attacking boat motors?

And if we can't have a manatee, we should have a monkey.

And then I was thinking, holy monky noir! Our own dear Finite is constantly tripping over to see his JewishMother in where?

Baraboo WI.

And what's in Baraboo WI?

The world flipping head quarters of the Barnum and Baily Bros. Big Top Circus. I mean, they're probably practically giving monkies away.

Today I drew a keg in CAD. Then I drew the Beat. Much amusement was had.

...and I just crashed my computer trying to figure out how many kegs we could fit in the Beat.

PS. I don't think I'm suppose to have CAD installed on my computer.

Strange, but I miss you guys.

Yesterday, a man in the gas station was complaining about the new cigarette tax here in Kentucky. He is apparently going to switch to Ky's Best from Camels because, he "refuses to pay more than $3 for a pack of smokes." After handing the cashier $2.05, he walked out of the store a happy man with a pack of smokes.

Eat your hearts out.

I bought a monkey today...

...no, not really but it was the only cool thing I could think of saying...

Party on, rock out, peace, etc.

Reflections on the weekend, anyone?

Beat Announcements:

Announcement the first:
This coming Tuesday, May the Third, Anno Domine Two-Thousand and Three will be held at the beat Ye Olde annual Toga Partae.

Announcement the second:
This coming Friday, May the Sixth, Anno Domine Two-Thousand and Three will be held at the beat the annual "That ain't poetry it's just noise" Beatnik Party.

Announcement the third:

I can't find that gallon of Everclear, which we should not allow into the wrong hands (Whiskey Kate).

"If you can do a half-assed job of anything, you're a one-eyed man in a kingdom of the blind."
-Kurt Vonnegut

ah, finals...

Cold pizza and gourmet coffee make a delightful breakfast and an energizing start to the day...especially when your day starts at 1 in the afternoon.