I'm having a party, all by myself, with peaches & x-ray spex on youtube.
sam is
sam is stuck in the gulf without a compass
So I haven't updated my website in an age, because it was ugly and horrible and I was too depressed to show anything nice to the world.
BUT NOW!
WarnthePenguins.com lives again, prettier, lovelier, and just sloppy with talent.
Merry Christmas. I know it's all the gift you'll need.
BUT NOW!
WarnthePenguins.com lives again, prettier, lovelier, and just sloppy with talent.
Merry Christmas. I know it's all the gift you'll need.
I just wrote several letters apologizing to people I've wronged, and I feel a lot better. I'm not going to send them for they are much too honest to comfort anyone but myself.
I've been listening to Wish You Were Here a lot this Thanksgiving, and thinking about my half-brother Adam, who died around April 19 this year, of complications from a routine appendectomy. Maybe it was malpractice. In my sheltered WASPy life, it was the first experience I had of grief, and for a long time I couldn't make heads or tails of my innards. I don't pretend to have it together now, but I think I am mostly sorted out.
I think I might like to have a warm, mammalian type of person to snuggle with and talk to about my day. I've sewn some of my wild oats, and maybe I'll find somebody oaty enough for a chuckle but cultivated enough for a little stability. It's been a weird year. Adulthood is a pretty funny bag.
I've been listening to Wish You Were Here a lot this Thanksgiving, and thinking about my half-brother Adam, who died around April 19 this year, of complications from a routine appendectomy. Maybe it was malpractice. In my sheltered WASPy life, it was the first experience I had of grief, and for a long time I couldn't make heads or tails of my innards. I don't pretend to have it together now, but I think I am mostly sorted out.
I think I might like to have a warm, mammalian type of person to snuggle with and talk to about my day. I've sewn some of my wild oats, and maybe I'll find somebody oaty enough for a chuckle but cultivated enough for a little stability. It's been a weird year. Adulthood is a pretty funny bag.
My heart was totally in my throat. I'm psyched now. 6:00 tonight! Make 'im bleed, Barry!
IN OTHER NEWS:
If anybody on my friends list is still in high school in the Bay, or knows someone of that ilk, we (Laura Molly Turtle me) need actors to audition for our (the Strangefellowes Collective) play (DOG-EAR -- I wrote it). We need actors so so much guys. Email strangefellowes@gmail.com. Or call me.
IN OTHER NEWS:
If anybody on my friends list is still in high school in the Bay, or knows someone of that ilk, we (Laura Molly Turtle me) need actors to audition for our (the Strangefellowes Collective) play (DOG-EAR -- I wrote it). We need actors so so much guys. Email strangefellowes@gmail.com. Or call me.
"Our season includes the following plays: Hamelt, "
- hung out, unproductively but entertainingly, with janie davis
- posted a fake craigslist ad, "PLEASE EAT MY KITTY," putting an unwanted feline up for consumption. Flagged and taken down in 15 minutes.
- talked to both r.rudy and l.heimler, substantially brightening my e-day
[20:03] Rachel Rudy: what's your job?
[20:03] warnthepenguins: I'm supposed to be doing programming and math and shit and it's hard and I can't get my brain to fucking do it
[20:03] warnthepenguins: I feel like a 2001 ape throwing bones at the monolith
[20:08] Rachel Rudy: hahaha
[20:14] Rachel Rudy: i hate that i grew out of my absolute arrogance before locking down a concrete gimmick.
[20:20] Rachel Rudy: well, that could have been saved for some emo graffiti or post secret or something.
[21:22] groundwaterwohoo: so, how was the end of college?
[21:24] warnthepenguins: like dragging myself across a burning desert, uphill, toward a distant cliff, every muscle in my tortured body screaming for death but bitterly determined to have that end be the spectacular plummet from the edge, not the baking, ignominious expiration among the rocks.
[21:24] groundwaterwohoo: woah
[21:24] warnthepenguins: yeah basically
- posted a fake craigslist ad, "PLEASE EAT MY KITTY," putting an unwanted feline up for consumption. Flagged and taken down in 15 minutes.
- talked to both r.rudy and l.heimler, substantially brightening my e-day
[20:03] Rachel Rudy: what's your job?
[20:03] warnthepenguins: I'm supposed to be doing programming and math and shit and it's hard and I can't get my brain to fucking do it
[20:03] warnthepenguins: I feel like a 2001 ape throwing bones at the monolith
[20:08] Rachel Rudy: hahaha
[20:14] Rachel Rudy: i hate that i grew out of my absolute arrogance before locking down a concrete gimmick.
[20:20] Rachel Rudy: well, that could have been saved for some emo graffiti or post secret or something.
[21:22] groundwaterwohoo: so, how was the end of college?
[21:24] warnthepenguins: like dragging myself across a burning desert, uphill, toward a distant cliff, every muscle in my tortured body screaming for death but bitterly determined to have that end be the spectacular plummet from the edge, not the baking, ignominious expiration among the rocks.
[21:24] groundwaterwohoo: woah
[21:24] warnthepenguins: yeah basically
GIANT BED
man, the bay. what are you all about?
Feelin' fine and getting sassier here on my accustomed shores. New toe shoes, new computer, new job (sort? of?), old friends, strange ambitions. More time to do things. School no longer monkey on back, but degree weighs strangely heavy. Blanket job app forms frighten me, as do farmers' markets. Sometimes Tulsa feels like one of those nazgul wounds. Hopefully the shard works out on its own and I uncover latent wealths of spiritual resolve.
IDEAS OF LATE:
- self-starter college (earn back tuition with attendance)
- bluetooth computer mouse/cell phone in kid glove
- facebook app: Accounting for Taste (corroborates interests among folks, tracks fads as they wax and wane, allows them to be traded like stocks)
- free library with associated inventory/social net website (bet it's been done, laura)
NEW GEAR:
- vibram fivefingers: shoes with toes
- sony vaio laptop: lighter, faster, quieter, stronger, not going to freeze and die
- external hard drive: 160GB and the size of a half-slice of toast. Weird.
- jackpack: dorky windbreaker with built-in reversible bag. Unbelievably adaptable; just by tying the sleeves in different ways I've made a fanny pack, a shoulder bag, and a backpack in addition to the original jacket and bag
- bomber jacket: good cut, not black. Black is not my color
EVIDENCE THAT I AM BECOMING AN ADULT:
- checking, savings, and credit card accounts not jointly held with my mother
- earning money via skilled labor
- shaving and showering before being mistaken for a homeless dude
EVIDENCE THAT THAT IS BULLSHIT:
- not really that much money in any of those accounts
- my wealthy benefactor is shockingly offbeat
- I still live in my parents' guest room
FAMILY DEATH WATCH:
is too tasteless to actually follow through with
Feelin' fine and getting sassier here on my accustomed shores. New toe shoes, new computer, new job (sort? of?), old friends, strange ambitions. More time to do things. School no longer monkey on back, but degree weighs strangely heavy. Blanket job app forms frighten me, as do farmers' markets. Sometimes Tulsa feels like one of those nazgul wounds. Hopefully the shard works out on its own and I uncover latent wealths of spiritual resolve.
IDEAS OF LATE:
- self-starter college (earn back tuition with attendance)
- bluetooth computer mouse/cell phone in kid glove
- facebook app: Accounting for Taste (corroborates interests among folks, tracks fads as they wax and wane, allows them to be traded like stocks)
- free library with associated inventory/social net website (bet it's been done, laura)
NEW GEAR:
- vibram fivefingers: shoes with toes
- sony vaio laptop: lighter, faster, quieter, stronger, not going to freeze and die
- external hard drive: 160GB and the size of a half-slice of toast. Weird.
- jackpack: dorky windbreaker with built-in reversible bag. Unbelievably adaptable; just by tying the sleeves in different ways I've made a fanny pack, a shoulder bag, and a backpack in addition to the original jacket and bag
- bomber jacket: good cut, not black. Black is not my color
EVIDENCE THAT I AM BECOMING AN ADULT:
- checking, savings, and credit card accounts not jointly held with my mother
- earning money via skilled labor
- shaving and showering before being mistaken for a homeless dude
EVIDENCE THAT THAT IS BULLSHIT:
- not really that much money in any of those accounts
- my wealthy benefactor is shockingly offbeat
- I still live in my parents' guest room
FAMILY DEATH WATCH:
is too tasteless to actually follow through with
I JUST WANT TO VOMIT BLOOD AND DIE
edit: did you know the mayans had a god for that?
edit: did you know the mayans had a god for that?
My half-brother died last week. I'm back in Berkeley for the weekend. Gonna make a campfire and stare into it. Laura, you riverguide, are you game?
I'm getting a cool thousand back from my tax rebate.
It's been an age since I told Livejournal anything about myself.
I'm getting a cool thousand back from my tax rebate.
It's been an age since I told Livejournal anything about myself.
this ain't no corny relationship white people thing
( protest song )
MUST CONTACT SHADOW
HELLO
HELLO SHADOW
THIS IS THE EGO LETS GET OUTTA HERE
WHAT BRING THE ANIMA? FINE BUT YOU SIT NEXT TO HER
ON SECOND THOUGHT THAT IS PROBABLY WHERE MY PROBLEMS COME FROM IN THE FIRST PLACE
HELLO
HELLO SHADOW
THIS IS THE EGO LETS GET OUTTA HERE
WHAT BRING THE ANIMA? FINE BUT YOU SIT NEXT TO HER
ON SECOND THOUGHT THAT IS PROBABLY WHERE MY PROBLEMS COME FROM IN THE FIRST PLACE
HROOOOOOO
Check out Warnthepenguins.com today! It's much pleasanter on browsers now, and there're new comics and new stories!
sorry to plug it's just what I've been working on lately dudes
that and procrastinating. naked.
sorry to plug it's just what I've been working on lately dudes
that and procrastinating. naked.
gotta volunteer more;
it's not as cold as it could be;
I'm in Carnival this semester -- "juggler on stilts";
gotta work work work
been a pretty tusk week
it's not as cold as it could be;
I'm in Carnival this semester -- "juggler on stilts";
gotta work work work
been a pretty tusk week
I just mad spent an hour talking to myself in my bathroom mirror. I think we're really closer as people now, me and mirror-me. You dudes missed some truly righteous faces:
- Jowl-Fish Face
- Mandrill Face
- Stretched Telepath Face
- Nixon Face
and some rollicking episodes:
- Making Out With Myself
- Pretend Hidden Camera Paranoia
- Breaking Up With Myself
- Dead Body In The Shower Paranoia
- Lonely Old Cowboy Voice
- Getting Back Together With Myself
- Winking Practice (new resolution: 1 hr's mirrored winking practice a night, need it or not)
Also: I want you all to know that I love you! You know, sort of.
- Jowl-Fish Face
- Mandrill Face
- Stretched Telepath Face
- Nixon Face
and some rollicking episodes:
- Making Out With Myself
- Pretend Hidden Camera Paranoia
- Breaking Up With Myself
- Dead Body In The Shower Paranoia
- Lonely Old Cowboy Voice
- Getting Back Together With Myself
- Winking Practice (new resolution: 1 hr's mirrored winking practice a night, need it or not)
Also: I want you all to know that I love you! You know, sort of.
Shit and Christ! The world is ending!
Temps have dropped below freezing, and the ice hangs thick on every surface, a glassy quarter-inch layer. From every direction come the multicolor glows of exploding transformer boxes, the flickers of grid patches going dark, the distant (and sometimes distressingly near) bangs of falling tree limbs. The roads are slick and cop cars and fire trucks race madly north and south, east and west.
Two more days of this, with no real warmth in sight for a week or two. I bought canned goods and tea-lights.
Temps have dropped below freezing, and the ice hangs thick on every surface, a glassy quarter-inch layer. From every direction come the multicolor glows of exploding transformer boxes, the flickers of grid patches going dark, the distant (and sometimes distressingly near) bangs of falling tree limbs. The roads are slick and cop cars and fire trucks race madly north and south, east and west.
Two more days of this, with no real warmth in sight for a week or two. I bought canned goods and tea-lights.
pleased
To all patrons of public restrooms in Keplinger, Zink, Oliphant, Kendall, Phillips, Chapman, Lorton, and Tyrrell Halls, as well as the Business Administration Hall, Mabee Gym, the TU College of Law, the Case Athletic Center, Allen Chapman Activity Center, and McFarlin Library:
In transcribing the verses of the Tao Te Ching onto the walls of bathroom stalls across campus, I harbored no ill will or unseemly desires toward any person, group, or institution. The text of the sayings should bear this out; they are universally messages of temperance and peace, and do not advocate violence, harm, or such subversive activities as bathroom-stall Sharpie vandalism. Patrons of the women’s bathrooms may be similarly reassured that my only motive in entering those spaces was that of hurried transcription.
Explaining the reasons for which I did not undertake this project is, of course, only half the story. Partly it is public art, the medium and the consequences inextricably tied to the work. Partly it is a spiritual undertaking, a sort of broadband proselytizing for a worldview in which I see much of value. Finally I feel that the sordid business of relieving ourselves is more pleasant if we have something to contemplate.
Also: This is a completed project, and from now on TU’s bathroom walls will remain unmarred, at least by me.
What to do now? I anticipate the workings of TU’s internal disciplinary system will produce appropriate consequences. Apparently dry-erase marker at least partially removes Sharpie; if this works out I could remove the verses myself, at no cost to the university. If not I’m sure many interested parties will have more pointed suggestions.
Sincerely,
Sam Nolting
In transcribing the verses of the Tao Te Ching onto the walls of bathroom stalls across campus, I harbored no ill will or unseemly desires toward any person, group, or institution. The text of the sayings should bear this out; they are universally messages of temperance and peace, and do not advocate violence, harm, or such subversive activities as bathroom-stall Sharpie vandalism. Patrons of the women’s bathrooms may be similarly reassured that my only motive in entering those spaces was that of hurried transcription.
Explaining the reasons for which I did not undertake this project is, of course, only half the story. Partly it is public art, the medium and the consequences inextricably tied to the work. Partly it is a spiritual undertaking, a sort of broadband proselytizing for a worldview in which I see much of value. Finally I feel that the sordid business of relieving ourselves is more pleasant if we have something to contemplate.
Also: This is a completed project, and from now on TU’s bathroom walls will remain unmarred, at least by me.
What to do now? I anticipate the workings of TU’s internal disciplinary system will produce appropriate consequences. Apparently dry-erase marker at least partially removes Sharpie; if this works out I could remove the verses myself, at no cost to the university. If not I’m sure many interested parties will have more pointed suggestions.
Sincerely,
Sam Nolting
found:
- cellll phone (was in trey's car)
- sweet aviators (on ground)
lost:
- sweet aviators (stolen by drunk & ?gay sig chi)
- purpose (stolen by SOCIETY)
- cellll phone (was in trey's car)
- sweet aviators (on ground)
lost:
- sweet aviators (stolen by drunk & ?gay sig chi)
- purpose (stolen by SOCIETY)
I lost my phone last night somehowww
Where did I go? Waffle House Honors House out front of Sigma Chi house right? No-where else?
Did I leave my cell phone at Waffle House?
HALP
Where did I go? Waffle House Honors House out front of Sigma Chi house right? No-where else?
Did I leave my cell phone at Waffle House?
HALP
tool user
makin' tools
makin' tools
Julia put a career matchmaking test on her interblog and these are the top twenty jobs I'd be suited for. Note the strange mixture:
1. Arborist
2. Makeup Artist
3. Costume Designer
4. Set Designer
5. Special Effects Technician
6. Music Teacher / Instructor
7. Industrial Designer
8. Sign Maker
9. Welder
10. Boilermaker
11. Fashion Designer
12. Security Systems Technician
13. Electrician
14. Pet Groomer
15. Actor
16. Cabinetmaker
17. Autobody Repairer
18. Computer Trainer
19. Desktop Publisher
20. Cartoonist / Comic Illustrator
1. Arborist
2. Makeup Artist
3. Costume Designer
4. Set Designer
5. Special Effects Technician
6. Music Teacher / Instructor
7. Industrial Designer
8. Sign Maker
9. Welder
10. Boilermaker
11. Fashion Designer
12. Security Systems Technician
13. Electrician
14. Pet Groomer
15. Actor
16. Cabinetmaker
17. Autobody Repairer
18. Computer Trainer
19. Desktop Publisher
20. Cartoonist / Comic Illustrator
just been layin flies low
wit the communist manifesto
wit the communist manifesto
The old gang has two nights of short-play excitement coming up soon -- on Saturdays the 11th and 18th at the Thousand Oaks Baptist Church at the top of Solano (1821 Catalina Avenue specifically). 8:00, because theater always starts at 8.
And folks who are in it: join (or at least monitor) http://community.livejournal.com/crap_s
And folks who are in it: join (or at least monitor) http://community.livejournal.com/crap_s
Compare:
"As Ron ran to pull Hermione out of the wreckage, Harry took his chance: He leapt over an armchair and wrested the three wands from Draco's grip, pointed all of them at Grayback, and yelled, "Stupefy!"
- HP & the DH, p 474
- Penny Arcade
"As Ron ran to pull Hermione out of the wreckage, Harry took his chance: He leapt over an armchair and wrested the three wands from Draco's grip, pointed all of them at Grayback, and yelled, "Stupefy!"
- HP & the DH, p 474
- Penny Arcade
if you want to go to mexico / the san diego comic con next (not this) weekend.
JUST SAY YES COOL CATS
JUST SAY YES COOL CATS
Tunnel Tea Party, Friday the 13th! REMEMBER.
7:30 or 8:00 or so, location along the Cordonices Culvert...we're currently exploring possible precise placements. Be not afraid!
7:30 or 8:00 or so, location along the Cordonices Culvert...we're currently exploring possible precise placements. Be not afraid!
I got a guitar and now I know three chords!
(I won't tell you which ones. cliffhanger)
(I won't tell you which ones. cliffhanger)
many years ago
My dad has been struck by lightning. AWESOME.
http://www.fictionpress.com/s/23849
“What’s your e-mail and phone number?” He wrote down his cell number and e-mail address for her.
“Thanks. You like Ellegarden?” asked Felicity.
“Yeah, they’re my favorite J-Punk group,” said Shouji with a smile.
“They’re my favorite J-Punk group too! Do you like Asian Kung-Fu Generation?” asked Felicity.
“Yeah, I’m going to their concert Saturday.”
“Wow! That’s awesome!”
“I have two tickets to an Asian Kung-Fu Generation concert. My friend couldn’t come, so would you like to come?” asked Shouji.
“I would love to, but I don’t know if my mom would let me go,” said Felicity sadly.
“Oh, well, after you ask you call me.”
“Ok, sure.”
“So, since you like Anime; do you like Rurouni Kenshin?” asked Shouji.
“Yeah, it’s my favorite Anime,” said Felicity happily.
When Felicity was done talking to Shouji, she finished warming up and stretching. Then she went downstairs to put her skates on, and then she got on to the ice for her lesson.
“What’s your e-mail and phone number?” He wrote down his cell number and e-mail address for her.
“Thanks. You like Ellegarden?” asked Felicity.
“Yeah, they’re my favorite J-Punk group,” said Shouji with a smile.
“They’re my favorite J-Punk group too! Do you like Asian Kung-Fu Generation?” asked Felicity.
“Yeah, I’m going to their concert Saturday.”
“Wow! That’s awesome!”
“I have two tickets to an Asian Kung-Fu Generation concert. My friend couldn’t come, so would you like to come?” asked Shouji.
“I would love to, but I don’t know if my mom would let me go,” said Felicity sadly.
“Oh, well, after you ask you call me.”
“Ok, sure.”
“So, since you like Anime; do you like Rurouni Kenshin?” asked Shouji.
“Yeah, it’s my favorite Anime,” said Felicity happily.
When Felicity was done talking to Shouji, she finished warming up and stretching. Then she went downstairs to put her skates on, and then she got on to the ice for her lesson.
Middle-aged female coworker: "You can't try to auction me off; my father's tried that and it doesn't work!"
to FRIDAY THE 13TH.
Also:
Also:
(or, Crumpets in a Culvert)
Laura Rose and I suuuure hope people will come by Strawberry Creek Park tomorrow at 8 in the PM or so because DAMN are we ever going to have a party beneath the earth. You should come, kids.
EDIT: Postponed!
To Friday the 13th.
Because Mz. Rose is headed out tonight, for bikings. We might also move the event upstream -- still underground, just upstream.
Laura Rose and I suuuure hope people will come by Strawberry Creek Park tomorrow at 8 in the PM or so because DAMN are we ever going to have a party beneath the earth. You should come, kids.
EDIT: Postponed!
To Friday the 13th.
Because Mz. Rose is headed out tonight, for bikings. We might also move the event upstream -- still underground, just upstream.
pride rocked
still groaneded? sommat.
hadda blast
nico jackie laura rose erika oba georgia aaron emily fonnggg ashlyn! juliette! Wow my friends are badasses, who are hot. (edit: sophie! I forgot you because I was mood altered.)
Gotta go to work today, hasf hasdf hadf. WHAT EVER.
what@! shivers in the morning times -- why it so collddd
still groaneded? sommat.
hadda blast
nico jackie laura rose erika oba georgia aaron emily fonnggg ashlyn! juliette! Wow my friends are badasses, who are hot. (edit: sophie! I forgot you because I was mood altered.)
Gotta go to work today, hasf hasdf hadf. WHAT EVER.
what@! shivers in the morning times -- why it so collddd