Monday, February 28, 2005

The Times They Are A Changin'

"Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'."

-Bob Dylan


Well, I don't know where I should really start, there are so many things to mention. But I guess I should start with work:


Work is crap, I don't know where to start and end. The past few weeks have got pretty bad, and there was actually one night where I was going to raise all hell over the crap they give me. Everybody I work with is tired of it, but we all can't leave my boss. However, he will not be my boss for much longer. John Miller, probably the best guy I have ever had the pleasure of working with; has been promoted to a job, that quite frankly, he deserved long ago. And while I am proud of him, and proud to have worked for him, it is definitely time to get out of there; as it just won't be worth it to stick around.

However, I did have an interesting experience the other day; I killed a glass table. That's right, I shattered a table into a million pieces, with a single ramming of a pallet. It was joy and pain in the same moment; if only you could have been there.

That said, I am leaving. Not that I haven't wanted to, but I wasn't going to change my boss for anything; now that the choice is not mine, I am out.




I have some more crap to say... but it is morning and I have class in a few hours.

Monday, February 21, 2005

David R. Foley is a Girly Man

Let me tell you a little bit about David R. Foley. He is a empty headed animal food trough wiper. Of whom which I fart in his general direction. His mother was a hamster and his father smelt of elderberries. And would the man not try to trademark the MAME logo, I would not taunt him a second time-a.

And that said, I would like to read a poem.

The Drowning Man


You can never teach
The drowning man to swim.
As long as he is in the water,
All he can do is flail,
And try and not sink.
Eventually he will tire.

Throw him a line.
Tell him a story.
Tell him it will be okay.
Convince yourself
That it is okay to lie.


You know that he really isn't okay.
You know that he can't swim.
And, you know,
If he stays in the water,
Eventually he will die.


D. Foley, 1997

Thursday, February 17, 2005

Hatea's Quit Hate'n

Click Her'

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Selling Your Soul to the (White Capitalist) Devil

In the true spirit of capitalism, I have signed up for a service in which by signing people up for promo's; I get a new computer. Now while this may not be important to you, it is a detrimental part of the new MAME campaign. Now if you would please sign up for crap, I would greatly appreciate it. Kevin Rose swears to it's authenticity and I may in the future also sign up for a free iPod Photo and Mac mini from the same company. Anyways, here is the link; thanks for signing up (or not, you lazy lazy people). Also cancel whatever you sign up for, (after the required time passes) we can't go around getting charged for this crap; and nobody wants a bad credit rating.

CLICK ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Every Time I Don't Post...

The University of Kentucky Loses at basketball. That's right, I admit it, it is my fault.

And Now... The Updates:
Frisbee, Skiing, and Pranking; OH MY!

Frisbee:

Today was the first day of frisbee, and I must say it was 60 degrees of pure pleasure. (Fahrenheit you crazy metri's) It reminds me of the good old days, but I must say that 3 1/2 hours is a bit much... yet not quite enough. By the time fall rolls around this year, I will have two broken legs and weigh 124 pounds. I am so sore, which brings me to ...

Skiing:

Saturday was the first day in a long time that I had the pleasure of skiing. (technically sunday) And I must say it was 34 degrees of pure pleasure. I didn't have too much trouble, but definitely fell more than I deserved. I have already talked my uncle into taking me to Whistler, Canada in the near future. Moral was up when we left, which brings me to...

I'M NOT RANDOM

Pranking:

For legality terms, I cannot mention those involved. But let us say that a certain Party: A, had an incriminating picture, which was made into a Valentines Day Card and then delivered by us Party: B, to a single person fair in the eye of A, whom we will name Party: C. Now initially C was supposed to wonder why A left a card, however there is the Z factor. Now the Z factor in not so many words, is a wrapped up can of cheesy noodles, which happened to be connected to the card. What astonished us here at B is that C did not understand the gift that keeps on giving, and therefore confronted A; which let to a scandal involving B, us. However, the joke is not on B, us; because well we found through network surveys, that people respond well to canned goods in awkward situations. That said, A has more incriminating pictures that I will not post here. I will not even say how to get them based on a pact with that person. However if you want to post a link in the comments, I will only be allowed to moderate it once every 72 hours. I love you A.

Valentines Day

Well in the true spirit of Capitalism... I did nothing for Valentines day; aside from lots and lots of school crap. And a few things with friends.

Your Quest For En-Lightenment Has Come To a Close


Saturday, February 12, 2005

Let The Jokes Begin.

So I'm gonna go ahead an issue apologies for the upcoming damage in the next couple of weeks. There isn't a precise list, we have gone over you, and lets just say that Morgan will be involved if at all possible. The first of many will go down tonight. And I will have to issue that apology myself; as you see the essence of a good joke is timing, and timing was against me. True I had little control on it, and while for some people I wouldn't wink, one should treat their friends like family; and I strive to be that kind of person.

People Still Remaining On The List:

Paulus (so many resources to utilize, what will we do... WHAT WILL WE DO??)
Alex (so little resources " ")
etc.

Let's just say that if I have you in my address-book, you could be mine (but you're way out of line, with your bitch slap rappin' and your cocaine tongue, you get nothing done, I said) you could be mine.

Targets hit: Wouldn't you like to know... wouldn't you like to know. Anyways there will a lot of video footage in the upcoming months, and nothing is going to be TOO bad. I will not be releasing waivers and am not afraid to censor your face for commercial gain. (who would buy my crap?)

Anyways it is almost 5 am, speak about bad timing.

...We urge you lesser forms of filth not to push the bounds and cross over into true corruption, into our domain. But if you do, one day you will look behind you and you will see we three and on that day you will reap it. (Boondock Saints)

Happy Hunting.

Pull Out Your Credit Cards Ladies.

I am worth $2,361,300.00 on HumanForSale.com

Remember this next time you question my authority.

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Friday, February 11, 2005

Something Evil This Way Comes


Possibly Final
Originally uploaded by Yates.
Well, the Mame Cabinet had a small setback of $10 tonight. The god of the sea just didn't bless me tonight, I mean I'd rather be lucky than good. But I was just out of luck.

Oh well, another day passes without GTA being beat. And at least I didn't do bad in the tourney.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

You Are One Cold, Heartless Day


Picture 2
Originally uploaded by Yates.
What a wonderful day to get a tan.


Who Would Have Guessed?

Poseidon
Poseidon


?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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Wednesday, February 09, 2005

On, On, U of K

Well, the Cats again pull off an amazing show. I mean did you see some of that show boating? Oh well, it is has been a long day of absolutely nothing, isn't that wonderful?

No real updates, other than to say keep it cool; spread the love, fight the man.

Peace,
-Yates

[nutshell]
Ok, 2004 Recap (Thanks Paulus)

I guess if I had to pick a date that the previous new year started on it would have to be mid-January. Not that I didn't enjoy New Years, but my year started in K-Tower 1808. And while not all my memories there are the best, there were definitely some good ones. Slone and I still talk about it like it is a fairy tale. The girls, the parties, the games, the EVERYTHING. And we were known, both in person and in photography.

I didn't really get out in 2004, I mean none of us did. We were self sufficient and for lack of a better term a family. I mean looking back there were things that we probably shouldn't have done, but you can't look back on these things. I meet a ton of girls this past year, and had some fun with a few. I'm not going to go into details, but those of you who were there with me probably have a couple of different names on the top of your mind.

I developed and ungodly love for Ultimate Frisbee, to the point where I would play at least twice a day, if not throw a frisbee around every other day. I mean I just love that game, it is so great. And I developed a habit of playing with people that will cause me to bleed/have a heart attack, which is all good.

And looking back on these things just make the feeling of not being in school more odd, as I didn't go back after that semester (at least till now 2005). Although I did get to find myself during this time, it is different. Work sucked, although it was pretty easy. Christmas was terrible.

Oh, and Panama City is garbage for spring break, regardless of age/gender/physique/anything.

However, not to get ahead of myself; the summer was amazing. I hung out with Willie Hersh, as he lived in town during the "off-season". This created what I like to think off as a HC reunion. I mean there were people that I didn't know lived anymore that crawled out of the cracks, slight acquaintances and everything. However these were good times, it was Paulus, Jay, Clay, Slone, Patrick, Alex, GK, Will, Trisha, K-Tizzle, Abe, Ishmael, Porter, Deves, Brian, Dan, Ryan, I mean everybody (but Ted, but that is a different story). Ah the memories.

Poker was almost a constant most of the summer, poker, movies, something, monopoly.
Ah monopoly. Chris, David, John, Slone, Alex, and I. Oh and sometimes we would have to deal with Chandra and one of her freaky friends, whatever.

So school came and we got my current place of residence. Quite quickly it became obvious that Clay is absolutely useless. He does nothing around the house, and despite his dorm room performance; he is clearly the messiest in the house. I mean to this day it is ridiculous. Oh well.

The year ended with another reunion, and more people getting hooked up to my social chain. Alex has made connections to current freshman at UK and seniors at HC; which means more people are now in the loop. We are on social terms with Jack again after a loss of communication for a few months. Everything worked out with Ted. I am trying to contact some people from BS again. (Livi, [Chris, David, John, their crew], People I still work with, etc.). Oh yeah, speaking of people I work with, I do hang out with people from work now. Gary, Shawn, and every once in a blue moon Jared. Although I seem to be on social terms with both Jared and Adam. I would probably take Sara into the circle as well but she is JUST SO BLAND. Ummmm, hmmm. Oh Shane lives up the street which means that when I see him, I bump into either acquaintances or make acquaintances. That said, I should go ahead and say that Kristen is gone from there and as of 2005 my childhood friend (6 months->6 years) Andrew is living there. So just add them to my list...

My goodness, that is way too many names. Anyways people, peace out. That is 2004 in a nutshell [/nutshell]

Monday, February 07, 2005

I am Vodka (not to be confused with Batman; I know they are similar, but still...I mean come on, If I were Vodka and Batman what would you call me?)

Vodka
Vodka


?? Which Alcoholic Drink Are You ??
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OK I LIED


Millionaire playboy by day, dark knight by night. You are Batman, and you are feared and respected by both hero and villian.
Millionaire playboy by day, dark knight by night.
You are the world's greatest detective. You are
Batman, and you are feared and respected by
both hero and villian.


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[Edited By: Yates Feb. 10, 2005 16:55]

Saturday, February 05, 2005

[Insert Cocky/Funny Synopsis Here]

Drama

Ah so last night was good, old friends; new tricks. But there always seems to be a few things wrong with a night like last night, and drama wasn't lacking. So let me give you an update on EVERYBODY else's life, and lets leave it at I am fine.

The People (The following are in order of appearance):

Elise: Freaked out by Alex B out with other people, goes into a panic which is just short of Porter. Which I later take care of myself. This continued until I personally invited Alex B to join me on my quest for the holy grail.

Porter: Speaking of the Devil, her contact comes out and she calls Clay somewhere around 18 times while we are trying to clean. I took it upon myself to take care of her, since Clay and her are not technically "together"; so like any good person, I hit the ignore button 11 of those 18 times. And after that we had no problem for the rest of the night.

Ted: No Drama at all, it was great seeing him again. So all is good in that department.

Paulus: Well the only drama here was that the Adam/Ted thing kept him from coming out. Too bad he didn't get to see the dozen or so pictures I have got around campus (yes that is him on that SAB poster)

Katee: Katee, Katee, Katee; what the hell? Apparently you got a boyfriend, at least that is the impression given off. So GET OVER SLONE. As if the vibes you give off are not awkward enough, you freaked out about him; and he IS NOT YOURS. Also don't take that crap out on me.


Time on 18

Well, the dreams and ideals are gone. 18 is practically dead; and it makes me sad. And while my brothers are still there, they are but a shadow of their former selves. And with Mr. Larry Taylor himself gone, I would say the very heart of the floor is gone. Fair-well you princes among freshman, for 18 shall surely be abandoned next year.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Insomnia, Skiing, Comments, Cow

Insomnia

I have been around the block. The moon has cycled over two hundred times as long as I have walked this mortal plain; yet still I lack sleep. The morn comes soon and with it a new day, yet my days of past have not ended. Sleep well in the darkness for another day is around the bend.

Skiing

Yes, we are going to celebrate Valentines by giving into our lusts and hitting the slopes. With cares cast to the wind, I will freeze and batter my body to joyful enlightenment. And as always, you are more than welcome to join me. Feb 12, we are leaving at 7:00 pm; I will be taking somewhere between 2-46 people in my car. Road trip rules are in effect, in which we can only listen to "Crash" by The Primitives over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over (it should be somewhere around 50 times, but I will say a billion just to make sure) in true "Dumb and Dumber" fashion. Anyways, we are going for a group discount which will cut it down to a little more than $50 a person, so try to let me know by like Thursday/Friday/September.

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