paisley

hillarious

in the jambands.ca politics forum... no one, can hear you scream

Stephane Dion, "Man of the People", it is. first order of business, fire the music director they used for the leadership convention... second order of business, hire Michael Ignatieff

now its actually gotten a little wierd with the (most likely) suprise upset by Dion over Ignatieff Ignatieff looks like he just got dumped at the altar, and she took his dog with her

whole lotta loud proud Canadiana! been lovin it all afternoon (wasn't plannin to watch) great attitudes and speeches all around Cretien came in swingin

hoisted that anchor paisley's a goth

lookin forward to it no haters

I remember not remembering a Gov't Mule show... and the next day and a half ta boot! (actually, somehow in my delerium, I ended up with box seats to myself and a pretty waitress who ran and got me a fresh beer every 20 minutes... long live the mule!) nice, glad to hear it was a rocker

indeed!

just picked up a neat book dealing with stuff like this called Hacking Matter: Levitating Chairs, Quantum Mirages, and the Infinate Wierdness of Programmable Atoms if humanity doesn't manage to snuff itself, the near future could get pretty fun

reminds me of watching a show about a remote central african tribe with hardly any modern conveniences or contact with the "modern" world and being moved by how ridiculously happy they all seem, and then my sisters kids groaning "oh my god, those poor people. they don't even have tv." UMA GUMA GUMA DUMA!

dunno I just honestly like the taste of rice milk more than cow's milk now... its not as fatty (don't like food that makes me sluggish... well maybe occasionally, but not daily)

I like it!

I was given cold flu medicine as a kid and became fully convinced there were live alligators under the couches in our living room... climbed up onto the kitchen counter and screamed my head off for an hour... if anyone tried to get me off the counter I thought they were going to feed me to the alligators... family doctor came over and they managed to hold me down to feed me a half a valium in strawberry jam true story

yeah, my favorite Phish years were 92-94 I'm no authority on Moe... enjoyed them anytime I've seen em (edit to add: wow cools, that should be a killer new years gig! have fun!)

I usually call that stuff "nitrous"

sweeeet!

just saw this posted on another message board, thought I'd help share the word sad fun

nothin' left ta do but.. smile smile smile!

human's are supposed to drink their mothers milk for a year or 2 to quickly put on some bulk... wonder why so many people are obese, drinking the milk of a cow thats intended to put roughly 200 lbs of weight onto a baby cow in its first year

its a universe without 7 minute jazzy noodlins, so very likely

Mark Tonin with some friends in an alternate universe

KevO's staying at my place for xmas so just mail it here

but what about painting our fingernails black?

thanks my brother... been so long since I had a problem with it, forgot how to spell it! and yeah, the accompanying uncharacteristicly human-like scream/screech the cow makes when you unhook its bloody nipple (most of the time you can't tell its injured until its unhooked) is an even tougher memory to wipe... the thought of having a pulsating vacuum hooked up to your 'long john' for an hour sounds like a great idea in principle, but in practice really wouldn't be a good idea at all