Playa Location UPDATE

We're here - fuckin'yay!!!!

Our happy home - Camp Humanifesto - is situated at 4:50 and F, just across the street from Camp Gigger.

See you in the dust!
xxoo

Playa Location!

Yay - the land has been grabbed!

MissTickle, Charles, Lisa the Troublemaker and Wendy will be at 5:00 and E.
I'll have the Humanifesto sign up, we'll be part of Celtic Forest/Camp Gigger

Come visit!
(especially from 12-2, when the RV AC will be on full blast)


p.s. register on whereareyoucamping.com, if you haven't already!

so funny you'll spurt

rated X (kinda)

www.redtube.com/47


hope he got some serious hazard pay!

Tis the Season...

so get to it!

www.jonathancoulton.com/mp3/Fi...May.mp3


*First of May*
by Jonathan Coulton

I woke up this morning
I had a scone and a large house blend
And then a little conversation with my squirrel and chipmunk friends
I said I’m sick and tired of winter
And I wish that it was spring
And then a little fellow named Robin Redbreast
Began to sing

And he sang
Ooh ooh child, what’d you think the cold winter’s gonna last forever?
Ooh ooh child, now’s the time for all the people to get together
Outside

Cause it’s the first of May, first of May
Outdoor fucking starts today
So bring your favorite lady
Or at least your favorite lay
The water’s not cold baby dip in your big toe
Maybe I’ll see you in flagrante delicto
Grass below you, sky above
Celebrate spring with a crazy little thing called fucking outside

I thanked him for the information
I cried a little when he flew away
I watched an episode of The People’s Court
And I tried to plan my day
I called up my old lady
She wasn’t home so I called my girl
I asked her if she’d like to join me as I
Entertain the world

And I said
Ooh ooh child, I’ll bring a blanket and I promise I will brush the ants off
Ooh ooh child, you’re gonna like it when we’re taking each other’s pants off
Outside

Cause it’s the first of May, first of May
Outdoor fucking starts today
So bring your favorite lady
Or at least your favorite lay
The water’s not cold baby dip in your big toe
Maybe I’ll see you in flagrante delicto
Grass below you, sky above
Celebrate spring with a crazy little thing called fucking outside

So we went to the park together
We were walking in the midday sun
We met all kinds of people and we
We fucked everyone
We fucked a lady who sells ice cream
We fucked a man with a tan Shar Pei
Everyone who needed fucking well they
They got fucked today

So come on
Ooh ooh child, open your mind and your heart, feel the spirit moving through you
Ooh ooh child, you’ll feel the warmth of the love when I stick it to you
Outside

Cause it’s the first of May, first of May
Outdoor fucking starts today
So bring your favorite lady
Or at least your favorite lay
The water’s not cold baby dip in your big toe
Maybe I’ll see you in flagrante delicto
Grass below you, sky above
Celebrate spring with a crazy little thing called fucking outside

TRIUMPH!

Flight of the Conchords tickets, acquired!!!

Arrrggh! FotC pre-sale eludes me

Frustration!!! I've spent several hard internet hours over the last two days searching for a password for pre-sale Flight of the Conchords tickets (May 29th, Davies Hall) and CAN'T FUCKING FIND IT!!! I've only just joined the FotC mailing list, so I'm thinking a password must have gone out in an email and I missed it. Dammit!!!

Anyway, if anyone knows the password and is willing to share, I'd be eternally grateful. If I get tix and you don't, I'll even save two for you! (when it comes to ticketmaster.com, it's all about power in numbers).

Argh. General public tix on sale Friday, guess I'll just have to hold out for a lucky click.


[Pic is because I dance when I'm angry.]

Heil Torch!

I'd been increasingly annoyed with the whining of obsequious Olympic groupies about missing their once-in-a-lifetime chance to see the torch because - gasp! - someone might have expressed an unpopular opinion in its sacred presence, until I learned about the origins of this _proud_ tradition. Now I just find the whole thing hilarious!

The torch relay isn't an ancient rite, it was conceived of and realized by the Nazis as a propaganda piece for the 1936 Olympics, in an unapologetically calculated attempt to associate the Aryan race with idealized classical athleticism. Very inspiring, especially when you see the torch's first entrance into the Olympic stadium against a backdrop of swastikas (courtesy of Leni Riefenstahl's film "Olympia"):

www.youtube.com/watch

Given its ignominious beginnings, I can't believe we still celebrate this ridiculously pompous ritual, let alone defend it against scary people armed with signs and just causes. If we weren't too busy taking ourselves extra seriously when it comes to what is - let's face it - just a game, maybe we'd follow the example of some previous torch relay protesters and take the piss out of the whole ridiculous debacle:

"During one incident in the 1956 Summer Games in Melbourne, nine Australian students, most notably Barry Larkin, staged a hoax during the relay when the torch entered Sydney. The students wanted to protest against what they saw as "Too much reverence," to the flame, considering the Nazi origins. Larkin pretended to be an Olympic athlete, carrying a fake torch made out of a burning pair of underpants and a plum pudding can on the end of a chair leg. He presented it to the mayor of Sydney, Pat Mills, and escaped before anyone realised he was an imposter." (see the wikipedia link, below)

But I guess it's hard to get your panties in a bunch when they're flaming in a plum pudding tin.


More on the history of the torch relay:
news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/7330949.stm
www.nytimes.com/2004/08/14...4torch.html
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olympic_Flame

The Nazis developed the Olympics' interlocking rings symbol, too. Go team!

Grrrrrraargh!

Therapy is so hard... but so great!