Kingfox

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Originally uploaded by runstave.

runstaverun‘s photos of the party are up. Check them out right here. Lots of good ones there, including shots of his blister and the foggy morning in the_boke. Three shots of him getting a random girl to kiss my cheek over and over in there, as are shots of my local political figures wishing me a happy birthday.

The random shots of a jewelry store/comic book store are for madolan. I didn’t own a camera until last night, and I’ve always wanted to take a shot of the place for her. Every time I walk past it, I crack up and think of her.

One of the two copies is going to mystedraveneyes after her problems with Best Buy, so I’ll have to come up with another contest reward for WoW Drama.

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Originally uploaded by Axel Larsson.

We’re all alive. It’s because we’re all alive that we’re sad.
When we raise our hands and let the sunlight filter through, we can see our blood coursing through them a vivid red.
Even earthworms, mole crickets, and water striders are all, all alive and all our friends.
We’re all alive. It’s because we’re all alive that we laugh.
We’re all alive. It’s because we’re all alive that we’re glad.
When we raise our hands and let the sunlight filter through, we can see our blood coursing through them a vivid red.
Even dragonflies, frogs, and honey bees are all, all alive and all our fr…

I’ve been holding off on posting until I found Mike Maeng‘s photos and runstaverun uploaded his, but I haven’t been able to get a hold of runstaverun today. Poor guy. I think the next time he sees a rum and coke his hand will start throbbing with pain. Every year something bad happens with fire at my birthday parties, and this year kept the tradition alive. And how! See windexcowboy‘s photos right here.

So, here’s a quick recap of the party. I cut because you make funny noises when I cut you.

You win this round, incetardis. Next time. NEXT TIME!!

“…I will say that the punch recipie you posted is AMAZING stuff. There’s a place in Savannah that sells the stuff every so often, and from experience I can tell you that it’s great punch that packs a silent but deadly (if not consumed in moderation) kick. A friend of mine once made the mistake of drinkig about 16 oz. of the stuff before eating. He consequently had trouble holding his own fork when we went to eat. Perhaps he just has a horrible tolerance, but it was histerical none the less.”

Good times.

“Beyond a certain point, the whole universe becomes a continuous process of initiation.”

“The creative faculty, the god-power, is not used here with anything less than literalness. When beauty was created by a godly mind, beauty existed, as surely as the paintings of Botticeli or the concerti of Vivaldi exist. When mercy was created, mercy existed. When guilt was created, guilt existed. Out of a meaningless and pointless existence, we have made meaning and purpose; but since this creative act happens only when we relax after great strain, we feel it as ‘pouring into us’ from elsewhere. Thus, we do not know our own godhood and we are perpetually swindled by those who assure us that it is indeed elsewhere, but they can give us access to it, for a reasonable fee. And when we as a species were ignorant enough to be duped in that way, the swindlers went one step further, invented original sin and other horrors of that sort, and made us even more ‘dependent’ upon them.”

“Every morning I have been looking at CNN to see if there is any reason for hope. I see a few large and impressive peace protests here and there around the world, but mostly I see empty robot faces monotonously reciting the magick incantations, ‘We must support the President’ and ‘We must support our troops’. both of which mean the killing must continue.”

“When the rose and the cross are united the alchemical marriage is complete and the drama ends. Then we wake from history and enter eternity.”

Robert Anton Wilson died today.

So, two years ago, I convinced people to send me images wishing me a happy birthday, based on a LJ poll. Unfortunately, this was right around the time of the Great LJ Blackout, preventing a lot of people who expressed a desire to pass pictures along from doing so. Hoping that history doesn’t repeat itself, I’m begging for them again. Post a picture of yourself, random strangers, or your cat with things on it. As long as there’s a birthday wish to me, using whatever name you want, it’ll end up on my TV throughout the party.

Three years ago Goatse.cx went offline right before my birthday. Two years ago it was LJ. I don’t think anything great and wonderful on the internet went offline last year, breaking the streak.

In an email from nerfshamans:

I remember when I was a senior in high school you were, credit-wise at least, a junior in college.

Since that time I finished high school, went to college, transferred schools, graduated late, went on the job hunt, found one, and been working for a year and a half. Who knows where I will be by the time you get that diploma (probably not in NJ, at least).

You are the Duke Nukem Forever of matriculation…

So, on that topic, it looks like I might have to wait even longer to graduate. If I want to take second semester French without having taken French since the spring of 1999 and drop economics to a minor, I can graduate in four months. iceprincess2250 swears that she can get me to pass French if I take it with her. But I think it might be a better bet to keep the double major, and take intro French before the second semester of French. Bleh.

Also, I think I’ve told everyone who’s asked for an update on this situation, just never posted it. The New York office won’t be closing for at least another year or two, so I’m not homeless just yet. Sorry opportunistic people hoping to live with me (csmole).

Yesterday I was surprised to find good old incetardis wandering around outside my office. Always wonderful to see him again. We showed him the renovations done to the basement he spent so much time in, then I forced him to sign up with a new social networking website.

utini2 said I couldn’t say anything bad about the Mennonites, and I found something to say “screw them” that he agreed with me about.

Happy New Year, killers! I hope it is a good one.