Random Crap, OF DOOOM!!  

My own little corner online, where I can hide all my belly-button lint.

I think I can stick links in here...
It appears so!
I never liked that archive crap anyway.
Maybe i should organize these into sections...
Yeah, that would be cool.

Artists to worship:
Cam
Robert Venosa
Alex Gray
M.C. Escher
Stanlislav Szukalski
Zdzislaw freaking Beksinski
Rene Magritte
Honore Fragonard (now mostly translated!)
Senor Zar
Ex-Python animator
Mr. Bird could beat up your mother AND a dinosaur
Ernst Fuchs (fyooks, you asshat)

Don't let your kids listen to:
TOOL
SOAD
Cornell+RATM
Big Dumb Face
White/Rob Zombie
Collective Soul
Ozomatli
Damn pretentious Canadians
Queens of the Stone Age

People with the misfortune of knowing me:
Teh GOAT!
Teh STAB?
Teh w00tFr3d!!1!
McNugget.
Someone I don't really know but has good taste in TOOL, err, music.
My sister was dropped on her head.
The rest of my friends have too much self-respect for an online presence.

We dn't need no stikning spellchecker!

Fine, I'll archive this crap:

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Reason Travis is screwed up #12:

I have this crescent shaped mark on my neck right now. A couple friends say it's a hickey from a one-lipped woman (which i'd be willing to settle for right now), but that ain't the truth. It's a burn mark from an iron. A clothes iron.
That i was using.
On myself.
You see, i was going to a christmas party and my shirt was wrinkled. (by the way, it was the most non-christmas shirt i could find, as sort of a joke, though everybody assumed it just meant i'm a curmudgeon) I didn't want to go to the party lookingmy usual slovenly self, though i don't know who i was trying to impress. So i figured i'd iron the wrinkles out, but was too lazy to take the shirt off. Do i just turned the iron to low steam and proceeded to iron the shirt whilst wearing it. It actually isn't that hard, you just have to keep the iron moving. Which is where i found trouble, because the iron kept moving towards my neck once and stung me. Now i have this nifty crescent, which i've had to explain to everyone who's talked to me for more than five minutes.

And to add insult to injury, the back of the shirt was wrinkled too. Now, it's just stupid to iron the back of your shirts, so i had to take it off and toss it in the dryer a few minutes to get rid of the wrinkles.


  posted by Travis @ 11:26 PM


12/28/2002  
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