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Jul. 18th, 2007 @ 05:49 pm
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The Wii is now online!
Friend code is:
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*me watches demo display*
*associate walks by*
"So what's the wait for one of these?"
"As long as it takes for you to walk over there and pick up the box."
"..."
WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! |
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Jun. 12th, 2007 @ 10:10 pm
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JUSTIN MOTHERFUCKING VERLANDER. |
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Now that Quinne has had some time to de-stress from her shipment and move into her cage, I fed her two fairly large crickets which she readily took.
She's starting to come around to tolerating the ground, which is good as I don't want to move her out to change her soil, causing her stress. She seems to have finished exploring and has found her favorite hiding spot. (Naturally, it's in the back corner of the tank behind her rock, making pics of her hard to obtain.) I've also removed the textbook holding the lid on the tank - while it was doing an admirable job of preventing a jailbreak, I suspect it was trapping too much humidity in the tank. We'll see what effect it has.
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Quinne is currently exploring her tank. She was fairly lethargic during the day, but now that the room is dark she's ambling all over the place...par for the course, really. She doesn't seem to like the moist potting soil on the bottom of her tank...she's been climbing on the walls of the tank and upside down on the screen on the lid. It's freaking me out to no end because I don't want her to fall, which could easily kill her.
She's also a hockey fan...earlier today, I turned on the Buffalo-Ottawa game, and Quinne climbed up the side of the tank facing my TV and stayed there mesmerized.
Can't wait to feed her once she gets settled in to her home.
May. 13th, 2007 @ 01:52 am
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| » I made a new friend. |
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Currently in my room there is a 4-inch tarantula. Her name is Quinne. Brownie points if you know where I got her name. (Sebeck, you're right.)
I took some pics, but they didn't turn out well because my camera fails at shooting through glass. I'll try again once she's settled into her tank and more comfortable.
May. 12th, 2007 @ 04:19 pm
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Ladies and gentlemen...
Back by popular demand...
Returning as the official house band of the 2007 WCHA Final Five...
The Michigan Tech Huskies Pep Band!
Feb. 24th, 2007 @ 02:35 am
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So I've been growing a beard. It's actually for a role...I'm doing Stage Revue with Psi this year, and I need to look as disheveled as possible so I can be the best cowbell-playing caveman ever.
So far, however, I look like the best cowbell-playing person who just knocked over a 7-Eleven ever. And there's a gaping bald spot on my left cheek just left of my mouth.
The strange part, and this flies in the face of all logic, is that ever since I've been growing it, people have approached me or initiated conversation with me a lot more, particularly females. Coincidence? Or not?
Maybe pics if I get un-lazy.
Jan. 29th, 2007 @ 11:41 pm
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| » Attention Huskies Pep Band: here's the plan. |
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1. Load up all the equipment vans. Rent three buses.
2. Drive to hardware store. Buy lumber, sheet metal, gasoline, several hundred rolls of duct tape, allen wrenches, gerbil feeders, toilet seats, electric heaters, trash compactors, juice extractors, shower rods, and water meters. Let band/engineering nerd imaginations take over. We're talking above and beyond flaming trumpets.
3. Drive band, equipment, and munitions...err, supplies to Mariucci Arena in Minneapolis.
4. Unload the vans. Arm all band members.
5. Braveheart-style invasion of Minnesota's band. I'm talking using clarinets as javelins, tying steak knives to the end of trombones as spears, scalding oil cauldrons made out of hollowed-out bass drums, drumstick crossbows, bear mace shooting saxophones, whatever is necessary. Total annihilation. Blood makes the ice red, KILL KILL KILL!
6. Once the dust has settled, occupy Minnesota band's seats. Commence penalty kill ditty out of spite.
7. Finally find out what it feels like to play for a winner.
Who's with me?
I SAID WHO'S WITH ME?
Dec. 30th, 2006 @ 11:33 pm
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| » The pitfalls of calling radio stations |
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So I'm doing this project at work where I'm updating our list of media outlets in the Upper Peninsula. All was well until I tried to call WMXG in Escanaba.
The number I had been provided went live on air to some sort of shopping show, which I did not find out until I had given my spiel about who I was and the people on the other end informed me of this fact. All of Escanaba got to hear me.
Kill me now.
Dec. 8th, 2006 @ 11:18 am
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| » 122 dB! |
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The MTU Pep Band reached a peak volume of 122 dB in rehearsal today. That's akin to standing on an airport runway.
Some of the trumpets, bones, and baritones actually maxed out the meter.
Like to see you NMU pansies try that!
Dec. 6th, 2006 @ 01:34 am
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| » ATTENTION EVERYONE ON THE FARKING PLANET: |
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I am not, repeat, NOT, playing Infection. No way, no how.
There is nothing you can do to convince me. Nothing. At. All. Zippo. Zilch.
I was around for the Kings of Chaos era. I know how these sorts of things end up.
In conclusion, NO.
Dec. 1st, 2006 @ 03:44 pm
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| » Time to make amends. |
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Okay, I admit it: my last post sucked harder than an NMU co-ed trying to make rent.
I've been a bad, bad boy.
What should my penance be?
Nov. 30th, 2006 @ 03:37 am
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http://www.startribune.com/462/story/816150.html
PlayStation 3 hopeful buyer injured trying to buy console in Wisconsin
Associated Press
Last update: November 16, 2006 – 1:19 PM
WEST BEND, Wis. — A person was injured Thursday morning outside a Wal-Mart department store racing for a chance to buy one of 10 coveted video game systems the store will put on sale Friday.
An assistant manager announced to a crowd of about 50 people that the store was only going to receive about 10 of the Sony PlayStation 3 game consoles and the store official placed 10 chairs outside of the store, police said.
At the signal, the customers were told to run to try to occupy one of the chairs to be able to buy the system at 12:01 a.m. on Friday.
A 19-year-old man ran into a pole and struck his head, injuring himself. He was taken to the hospital for treatment, police said.
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Someone should find whoever came up with this idea and string him up by his left nut. What a completely ridiculous idea.
Well, now that I think about it, it does get these kids exercising...I better start training for the next launch...50 wind sprints a day...
Then there's the thought of some Eric Cartman type bowling into the row of chairs and knocking everyone over in a heap, at which point it dissolves into a WWE match...what the heck, let's do the PS4 launch with a ladder match. Steel chairs allowed. Put it on pay-per-view. You can't miss.
*coughDailyBullIjustgaveyouawholebunchofideascough*
Nov. 16th, 2006 @ 05:41 pm
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| » Just another Friday night at Tech... |
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A bunch of us got together in one of the lecture halls at Tech to watch the Tech/Vermont game over the Internet. We couldn't get enough of a connection in the lecture hall to make the game worth watching, so we moved to a third floor computer lab that had a better connection...and then we proceeded to reaffirm every stereotype about Tech there ever was.
Oct. 20th, 2006 @ 11:30 pm
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