Oh man, it's been almost a week and there's
ONE aftermath here! I must fix this. In my opinion, an aftermath
is an indication of how much of a kickin gathering you threw, and damnit
czeano did a fucking fantastic job. So here goes.
From the beginning this wasn't really an easy one to get to, between transportation and cash and finding interested parties, all kinds of kinks in the loop.
But it all worked out. Transportation became available about two hours before we were supposed to leave. Cash, ummm, I didn't pay my rent 'til I got back
Monday. OOOOOPS. And interested parties... well I found a few. Departing Boston with
Chihuahua Grub,
cowofdoom and
briiiiian I
KNEW this would be an
adventure. From
blow job machines to apple cores, it was a great trip to
NYC. A little rendezvous at
chiisuta's house with
grundoon,
imp/buddha,
fez, and
EZ found us all on her fire escape, a bit of a treacherous adventure: the ten dollar fine and the cactus
of doom were all out to get us, never mind all the years of structural analysis going through my head from five floors up. Eventually back at
the compound, there was an unsuccessful attempt to drag
EZ with us to
Spatah, but it was decided that
fez,
briiiiian,
cowofdoom and I were feeling hardcore, so around 5:30AM we passed on sleep and hit the road. I defaced a little property and left signs of
our presence for the
asleep compounders (wussies). A round or two with the
ninja-bong then off we went.
As soon as we hit
Flushing Avenue, I saw a bit of an urban legend. It was a
NYPD car with
420 as the license plate. No seriously I did, and I was
thinking, shit, this is gunna come up later, and I'm going to be all
"Dude once when I was in new york, I saw a cop car with a license plate that said
420!!!" Who the hell is going to believe that? A few pictures were snapped so should I have to recount the story I won't look like an ass. The rest of the
trip down... um, I know
robots were discussed, we found out the wheat field was corn, many methods of inserting ketchup into one's face were found... and a
bunch of other shit happened I can't even begin to remember.
So yeah like 11 hours later we were in
Spatah. The note on the door to the cabin was just a big tease,
c'mon in it read... yet the door was locked. We
found
ailie outside who had been there two hours so far and already had to
cop a squat in the woods. But I sucked it up and about a half hour later the
infamous
czeano did arrive with his sister Beth and
Knile and
KEYS. As luck would have it the Ohio/Michigan crew showed up shortly thereafter,
and woo we had a party going. The rest of that day, again a big ole blur. In fact the rest of the weekend is a blur. So I'm not going to try to recount
things in any order whatsoever. This is what rocked my weekend:
Chiisuta singing in the tunnel. At one point while over my house the girl busted out in singing
opera in my kitchen. And it was seriously amazing. I made
her do it again next time she was there, again while in
Ohio in
tandex's back yard, and now in
the tunnel. I understand
what the fascination is with that place. Describing it is impossible. Though
witchiepoo's grand idea of screaming in the tunnel, as loud as
seriously possible... very rad, and very deafening!
Birdlace's video of
Jurph and the fireworks was insanely hilarious, I could not agree more with the music selection of
Firestarter.
I was successfully able to get out of swapping any more talents as people took over my lego project with
walter,
Ashley and I figured we would swap
showing each other how to
nap. In the end I swapped the best talent with miss
JP. She showed me how to make
oreo sludge bars. I showed
her how to make them just
a wee bit better.
Grundoon's comment to
Tess was best as she walked
by and showed her how I was
cooking with herbs!
Kurt is my new best friend. The day he is free from the government we have plans to get stupid and watch a little
tee vee while
ogling the hot girl who drives a hearse. Oh and as far as
the lighters are concerned, I have them, I will deliver them, and in a day or two you should
check back to my homenode for details about
THE PLAN.
And speaking of lighters, I think I was kind of a bitch to
Ted after he had to beg
Kurt for a cigarette and I wouldn't give him a
light. Because I had an assload of lighters in my possession! Though watching the shit eating grin on his face as
Kurt rubbed his ass all over him
was worth it.
Almost as hot as that time in the basement, but
chii's idea
that day was much better.
Props to the crew who was always
under the porch with me, namely
briiiiian and
ModernAngel.
Thank god for
phyllis stein and his fashion sense. 'Cause the pink hot pants were indeed
the shit, and I still think
Chad should have
just stolen that blue shirt. Oh and
karma_debt, as usual,
rules.
Ph33r miss
Julia and her clippers. Even though her underwear was as usual hot as hell, gotta give more props to
briiiiian for
going commando.
I reached a lovely understanding with
WonkoDSane that, in the end, the
Wonkoalition and the
BAP, the
rednecks and the
yankees, are in
pursuit of the exact same thing.
BEER. Truce? You betcha.
Speaking of beer,
Sean rules. His poor sun burnt face didn't keep the man from his beer, and quite a few we tossed back wile discussing
beer
snobbery. Through he was smart enough not to give me his can opf
PBR, because when I promised I would drink it, I also had my fingers crossed and promised
myself I would make him watch as I poured it down the toilet. Because that's where
piss belongs! Actually I'm just giving him shit because he denied me
Donnie Darko, forgetting it back in Ohio. Doh!
Wendy and Pete and
Noah all rule. Even though my woodworking session was cut way short cause we had to leave, it was still fun, and I have
a
project I must finish in order to get my walking stick!
New people I met:
Becca and
Zaph and the infamous cookies. Damn girl. Nuff said.
Qeyser, best student I've ever had. "Thank you for corrupting me." was
possibly the best compliment I received all weekend. No scratch that,
Noah comes in for a close tie simply because he was so impressed I carried
a knife.
Mat Catastrophe was the shit, giving us all a hard time as he showed up completely knowing what he was walking into, as we thought a random
somebody just wanted to party. Not that it's all bad, randoms are good, but noders are better.
Knile87 was just funny as all hell.
Ok. And now, I must speak of the
robots.
briiiiian while in my truck at one point said something along the lines of: "Dude I have this idea. Let's get a
bunch of cardboard boxes and some spray paint and build robot suits and then fire Roman Candles at each other." Now. What you have to understand ishor,
briiiiian has been known to say things like this. And I dismissed the robot idea entirely. Just last night, he launched into his next grand idea, which
would be a tube that led from the dash of your car, to the engine, so that the heat generated by the engine would warm up the tube, which you then could
insert a
burrito into. After the robots, I might just be eating burritos in my car, because the robots actually happened. I have to give him credit,
because
briiiiian did actually try to get me to go to Wal-mart for supplies, but I wasn't up for a second trip after spending 4 hours with
brassmule on a
beer and
Donnie Darko run. Not that spending all that time alone with
Mikey wasn't great... we shopped for skirts, for him, not me,
got my oil changed,
made it in time for breakfast at Burger King, and
used
karmaflux's ATM card to get cash and purchase $349.63 of sex toys at the
Appalachian Adult Entertainment store.
Fucking kinky
southerners.
ANYWAY. So back to
robots. Someone was nice enough to take
briiiiian to Wal-mart and he came back with supplies. And that is one determined man, because
before I knew it he had a
sam adams box on his head and
zot was busy making clampy hands and claws. A few hours later, while everyone was in
the tunnel, which I'm truly sorry I missed, especially cause I gave
Jurph like 6 packs of sparklers and missed the whole show. In the end it worked out OK
though, 'cause the sparklers I stole from someone in
Ohio and instead of being in the tunnel I got
to tape
silver robot and
red robot together. One minor disaster was averted, we lost the roll of duct tape from my truck somewhere on the driveway.
Briiiiian and
Will half taped together would have sucked. I was just finished ransacking the cabin for anything that would hold them together
when a roll of duct tape was produced from
Ted's car thank god. Robots were finished being pieced together. With their lack of elbows, the
few minutes before the infamous battle was a hoot.
Cowofdoom trying to drink a beer,
briiiiian trying to smoke a cigarette. Dude, can you scratch my nose
right here, move my hair there. The battle itself everyone was there for, so I need not recount it. All I know is that I never expected to go for a roll with
Tedd. But he was running right at me, so I just kinda said fuck it and went after him. I suppose I should
have known better.
Bitca was the shit, helping me out as I tried to grab a few pics. Poor
Noah had a firework go off in his ear
and I feared for my life as
one flew by me.
The rest is history. It was hard to watch the
old skool BAP battle the new recruit, but I think they both did just fine and the
humiliating dump truck
hazing ritual might not have to happen after that battle.
The ride home was just long. But again fun. I think
cowofdoom didn't quite understand the rocking that was happening when
Tedd
and
briiiiian and I put on
The Wall, but nonetheless he had
shotgun for something like thirteen hours and didn't
masturbate once.
So he rocks. The rest of the ride home was a blur until I hit
Massachusetts. That's when I knew it was over. No longer having to watch my speed,
I spent an hour weaving though the light morning traffic that had gathered around 6am on
the pike and never dropped below 90. It
felt good to be home.
After driving for an eternity, I crashed for an eternity.
And when I woke up... I missed noders.
Thanks czeano, you rule.
noders plus plus