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Huh

I see swanginbajingo has departed the Vale of Tears known as MindSay.  Did my little absence affect him that much?--I mean, he obviously had a low-level blog mancrush on me.  Did he swang his bajingo one too many times, and deleted his blog because he will be recovering from reconstructive surgery for the next four months?  Did his head explode for the Fourth of July?--if I understand where he's at, it's a place where they historically have had mixed feelings about the Fourth of July since 1863.

 

Did he figure out that all the equations for Life, the Universe, and Everything come out to 42?  Somebody should have told him that would happen.

 
 
   
 

Entry 33. Fire Of Glory VS Stand By Me (Part 2)

And continuing on from entry 32 - here is the scene from Stand By Me that inspired the section below from chapter 42 of Fire Of Glory.

 

I only realised today that I'm the one playing the FoG role of Lard Ass.

Tee hee... Oh well. :)

 

 

"Okay, you all know the rules. This is a NU-NH contest, no hands or forks allowed - 'kay?"

He took out a whistle. "Oh my mark..."

"Three... Two... One..." He blew it hard, and everyone set off.

SPLAT! LuigiGirl buried her face into the pie below her.

Everyone else did likewise, forgetting all possible table-manners, munching like pigs that’d just finished dieting.

Dixie was the first to finish hers first. "Done!" She called, and a Koopa threw another pie down onto the table in front of her.

"Done!" Andrew called, only seconds after Dixie.

"Done!" LuigiGirl called afterwards, as another pie was set in front of her.

A few moments later, everyone was onto their third pies, their faces covered with thick berry-filling.

"Good, huh?" Dixie asked, in-between mouthfuls.

"Nothin' better!" LuigiGirl exclaimed.

"Done!" Dixie announced, onto her fourth.

Andrew glared at her, plunging his face right into the centre of his pie, almost swallowing the whole contents of the dish in one go. "Done!"

"Done!" LuigiGirl called afterwards.

The contest ran steady for the next several minutes, Dixie leading with nine pies, Andrew on seven, LuigiGirl on six, Mack, Donovan, Edward and Zed on five.

"Take it easy Dixie!" Koopinator warned.

"Done!" LuigiGirl called. "He's right, take it easy, eh?" She said, before yet another pie was set in front of her.

Dixie ignored them both. "Done!" She yelled, before shoving her face into her tenth pie.

A few moments later, she began choking, coughing and spluttering loudly.

She grabbed her glass, and chugged the whole pint of 'water' down in one go.

LuigiGirl raised her head, glancing awkwardly at her partner. "Done!" She called. "Geez, we told ya to-"

Dixie stopped, bringing her head up.

"Oh..." She groaned, clutching her stomach. "Suddenly I... I don't feel so good..."

"Are you okay?" LuigiGirl asked, beginning to slightly panic.

Dixie slowly stood up from her chair, her stomach growling rabidly, like a wild dog.

Andrew pulled his head free from his ninth pie.

"Hey-hey, what's up? Has poor little Dixie got a tummy ache? Pah, you'll never make it as far as me!" He mocked.

"Keep eatin' those pies, Bandwidth! It was great to have you quiet for more than three seconds!" LuigiGirl growled.

"Pah." Andrew said again, sneering at Dixie. "She's a wuss, never will beat the almighty Bandwidth at eating contests!"

"Andrew..." Dixie coughed. "You better shut up... Or I'll-"

Dixie gasped, her eyes rolling backwards in fear.

She opened her mouth to finish her sentence - but a cascading waterfall of purple vomit erupted from her throat, tumbling from her mouth, and drenching Andrew in a purple sticky mess.

Dixie didn't stop, she continued breathing fire for around two minutes - by this time, Andrew had almost drowned in the purple sea, and the floor had somehow flooded too.

Dixie coughed hard, before closing her eyes, and tumbling backwards, landing with a hard thump on the floor.

 

 
 
 

   
One-ten in the shade

Fantastic. Just about to hit the thirtieth video. This one is the 29th.

This one got to number nine in the UK charts in 1973. It's a slow romantic number called "Summer (The first time)",Recorded by Bobby Goldsboro. I always associated this song with a film called "Summer of 42". A film I enjoyed. I was a story about a boy during the war, finding out about his sexuality, and falling for a war widow.

Have a look at my rendition of the song below.

I've taken a few more subscribers on board. The current running total is below.

Subscribers = 352

I'm getting really close to 100,000 video views now. At the current rate, I should reach that target in the next 2 or 3 days. I'm not sure if I should celebrate that or not. Lol.

The next video after this is going to be one of my original songs, which contains some experimenting.

Until next time....

 
 
   
 

Our Super Bowl Party

I arrived at my parent's house around 4:00 p.m. CST.  Sadly, when I got to the house I saw Dad lamenting the fact that it wasn't the NFC Champs, his precious Dallas Cowboys in the Super Bowl.

 

 

Dad was even wearing his Dallas Cowboy football jersey.

 

 

The poor guy was actually looking at a recording of the Cowboys / Giants game before the Super Bowl started and shaking his head.  Let it go Dad.  Next year.  We'll get 'em next year.

 

 

 

My sister's fiance is a native of Maine and of course, a hard core Patriots fan.  You may not be able to tell fromn this picture, but my sister and her fiance are cuddling under a Dallas Cowboy blanket.

 

 

Mom representing her sororitity, Alpha Kappa Alpha.

 

 

What's a Super Bowl party without food?

 

 

The Patriots walking to the field with their game faces on.  They reminded me of gladiators.

 

 

The coin toss. Tails wins. Giants get the ball first.

 

 

The touchdown made by the Patriots' Randy Moss.  We pretty much thought the game was over at this point.

 

 

WTF??? No effing way man!!!! The Giants scored! With 35 seconds left on the clock Plaxico Burress caught the ball in the end zone!  The look on my brother's face says it all.  "This mutha done caught this mutha-effin' ball! I can't believe this shit!"

 

 

 

Now, the real question is, "How many baby boys born this week in New York will be named Plaxico?"

 

 

 
 
 

   
Moving update in 3 . . 2 . . 1 . .
We're moved in now.  Not gonna say "all moved in", cause there's still plenty of unpacking to do.  I also need to go grocery store and get tasty items for consumption.

All told, the place looks really nice.  I did just enough shopping around to find the good deals, and ended up furnishing the place with new furniture, instead of used.  If I would've gone used, I'd only have saved $20 here, $30 there.  I know it adds up, but I also wanted to keep in mind that if something horrid happens to the new stuff real quick, then I can get em replaced.

Cable guy is coming tomorrow to hook up the cable and internet.  Yay for TRUE broadband!  Haven't had it in AGES.  I got me a good broadband router and cable modem from Best Buy.  With the rebates, the discount coupon I had, and Best Buy Bucks, it made more sense to do that than lease one from the cable company.

Just a bit ago I got my cat Bahgeera and all his stuff moved in here.  He HATES car trips.  Howls through the entire thing.  He's busy exploring the place now, but he's damn glad that this wasn't another 16 hour drive.  He is complaining about how everything is different, though.  He'll get used to it.

So anyways, I'm alive and safe.  And still busy.  But since I got my computer hooked up, I wanted to prove that I'm not dead.  At least, not yet.

Now, onto the mystery boxes marked "Stuff".
 
 
   
 

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