"It smells like an ass-apple orchard." - John Q

The Mock Turtle sighed deeply, and drew the back of one flapper across his eyes. He looked at Alice, and tried to speak, but for a minute or two sobs choked his voice. `Same as if he had a bone in his throat,' said the Gryphon: and it set to work shaking him and punching him in the back. At last the ( Read more... )

  At long last, Mudkatz: ANNIHILATED is now for sale on DVD.  Tripp says we are selling them for ten dollars a piece.  It is an hour and fifteen minutes of frugal, backwoods haggardness, so I guess it's worth it.

I WENT down yesterday to the Piraeus with Glaucon the son of Ariston,
that I might offer up my prayers to the goddess; and also because I
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  When everyone else goes back to school, things get rather boring, and for me, boredom usually leads to sleep.  I slept till 5:30 the other day, and 6:30 yesterday.  I struggled to wake myself up at 4:30 this afternoon.  I've gone through most of the tapes we recorded searching for usable footage for the next MudKatz movie and, in true MudKatz ( Read more... )

  Byron's 20th birthday party was a raging success.  We played loud music for a while and my mom, accompanied by drums and guitar, sang a rock and roll version of the birthday song for Byron's fashionably belated, shrimp-platter-carrying entrance.  Some funny stuff went down.  James spent a long time with the toilet.  Tripp bought celabratory ( Read more... )

  MattLncln: she told tripp she thought i was sweet
  MattLncln: and told someone at work she likes me
  MattLncln: and told me im cute and adorable
  MattLncln: so im thinking she wants me

As one who strives a hill to climb,
Who never climbed before:
Who finds it, in a little time,
Grow every moment less sublime,
And votes the thing a bore:

Yet, having ( Read more... )

  "You tella dat Chinaman a fixa you some crispy donuts." - The Cuban Grandfather

We have shot a good bit of footage for the next movie.  It will probably turn out to be pretty good.  I was flabbergasted at the righteousness of the Annihilated  DVD that Sam and Tripp produced.  It actually works.  I about shat a dick.

My dog follows me around ( Read more... )

I wrote a poem that looks suspiciously like a poetically formatted update:

I would update a lot more if half the people I know wouldn't get pissed off about reading about half the stuff I do.
Aaron got really drunk the other night and we filmed him with a condom stuck in his hat, propositioning Krista for sex.
He later urinated on Washington Street.
I ( Read more... )

  John and I went to Wal-Mart at 3:30 in the morning for no reason at all other than that we have no respect for time anymore, and have basically become nocturnal.  We walked around the store, bought Pepsi, and left.  We then drove to McDonald's and the order box said we had to wait 10 minutes and, being the impatient assholes we are, we drove to ( Read more... )

stupid kid 001: i felt bad last night
stupid kid 001: alot of people were at my house... like my friends
stupid kid 001: i walked in, in a good mood and said "who died?"
stupid kid 001: i didnt realize what i had said until everyones jaw dropped

Jake: First you trade the Cadillac for a microphone. Then you lie to me about the band. Now you're gonna ( Read more... )

It's about six a.m. and I'm still up.  Somehow my hair has been straightened.  What a night--and it's only Wednesday.

My father's family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip,
my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more
explicit than Pip.  So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called
Pip.
  I give Pirrip as my ( Read more... )