got here ok but almost got slammed in the ass by the damned impatient texas drivers :) but all good listened to like 7 cds on the way bvc limp bizkit eminem's newer cd all 3 me first cds gwar and listened to the radio for like an hour (even got so bad to listen to some guys that have random sports trivia and if they answer correctly they don;t give shit!! Damned Alexandria station) drove like 80 most of the way playing car tag with a red mustang even stopped in a small town called carmel to get gas and call my dad.. i also got a pic of a mile 172 marker for ya bare....notice the name of the supermarket too.. i have pics from the ride will have em up later..

Yesterday I posted that BOOgie's birthday was yesterday. Ooops it is today but still send him the email wishing him a happy b-day...:)

Yesterday was such a beautiful day

Everything with the wedding went great. Pounders and I arrived in Baton Rouge around 11 and he went and got into his suit. We then went to the church which had a wooden nice look to it. After the wedding we made our way over to Ralph and Kacoo's for the reception. I had blackened chicken for the meal and everyone had a great time conversing and catching up on old times and meeting several people. After that, we went back to Buzz's house and swam for a bit. Some of the interesting events that happened there include:
Me and P and Ann doing Cannonballs.
Buzz's father in law Buzz squirting the little peeping tom punk in the tree
Me flying across the water to save a spilled beer.. After the swim I went and visited with Don and Lupe for a bit then on our way back to New ORleans, we stopped at Brad and posse's apartment for a few. Once back in New Orleans, I saw a bunch of people that were chilling watching Revenge of the Nerds. I couldn't stay up since I had work so I called it a night pretty soon after i got home. Also, if you are wondering about the title, that was Pounders' quote for the entire day and he repeated it about once every 3 seconds. :)

Don't worry I will get documented pictures of EVERYTHING that happens so expect them up soon...

Good luck Buzz

I am off to Buzz's wedding within the next few minutes. Congrats on the official wedding and get rid of those butterflies...

Happy Birthday Boogie

Today is Boogie's Birthday. Make sure to drop him a line and tell happy birthday

sheep game

Hey Tom, I have had the campus police war myself and I know they suck.. But show them EZ-SON and they give you respect...

well, from the looks of it SG is back and slightly active. I'm glad to see that you made it thru everything OK. But, Tom, you and I lost in the pool that he fell in the rose bushes doing gutters (j/k). Take care of yourself G and if ya need anything, just give us a holler and we will help ya out in any way we can..

I think I need some EMTs assistance in bringing my subdomainers back to life.. here is a little story to reflect the situation...
There once was a guy named ficklescoop that had a webpage with eeveral subdomainers that would update their pages regularly. Then came a big evil monster called Neverquest that sucked the life out of them till they refused to post. Also came these things called "squirrel friends" that took alot of poor fickle's subdomainers time.. Ficklescoop cried and cried until finally the subdonmainers started updating again and the world became a pleasant place again ... :)
The End

funny ecard

i got this one from Kris.. It so fits me at work :)
greetings

ren and stimpy pics

Tom servo sent me this link.. if you are a big old skool ren and stimpy fan, this is right up your alley...
ren and stimpy pics

Guess what today is....

heheheh..

Project Pickle Clean

Today, I actually cleaned... No Shit... I eaven cleaned the closet so you can walk in there and all. If you don't beleive me the proof in in the pictures....

Wrestle mania pics up

To see the penny matches go here.

Farmers Seek Divine Help As Disease Spreads

AMSTERDAM (Reuters) - Dutch farmers, fearful of the spread of foot-and-mouth disease, are putting their faith in their patron saint, Saint Anthony, creating a surge in sales of his statue. ``Sales of the statues have risen in the past two years, but foot-and-mouth has added quite a bit extra,'' said Martien van Dam, director of Mavada, the only foundry in the Netherlands to make images of saints. His foundry has sold about 75 Saint Anthony statues in the past three months, the same as in the whole of last year. The first case of the highly infectious livestock disease was reported last month. So far, there are 12 confirmed cases in the Netherlands. Saint Anthony, born in 251 AD in Egypt, is the patron saint of cattle, farmers, butchers and brush makers. He is pictured as a hermit with a swine nestling up to him, an indication of his ability to protect against livestock plagues.

Cleaning up the house

Been cleaning up all day will probably take pics of the masterpiece clean Haven and have em up later. Will definitely have the Wrestlemania pics up today too...

Penny Matches?

AS per Hunter and the rest of BVC, I had the panny matches here on Sunday. For further info, go check out their page's newz.

all I have to say is WOW!!! that was an incredible pay per view that has actually left me speechless. Some highlights include the TLC2 match, the Shane Jumps, The Austin match result, and of couerse the all your base are belong to us sign. IF you watch the encore or something, watch behind Undertaker after his match. The crew here was left in awe by everything. WWF, give yourself like 65 pats on the back.. Pictures will be up later on from our get together.

New Sims Expansion Pak

Well, Woodhead passed some news on to me regarding the Sims, that large scale version of Tamagotchi. The new expansion is called House party and you can put crazy stuff into your sims home like a mechanical bull, a dancing cage, and costume bin. Now with both expansions, I can make a partying computer hacker that has seven wives. talk about creating a role model :)

today is the day... Wrestlemania

Wrestlemania 12 hours away... damn i can't wait. Wish I wasn't so tired from not getting any sleep last night. The party going on in my front room didn;t have much regard for the word "QUIET"... Guess I will have to call and wake everyone up that kept me awake till 3am. Just to show em I care.

Best wishes for SG

I just heard word that SG is in the hospital for something.. I hope he is doing ok. Get better G or else I will give you an SG. :)

Before I went to my courtdate i did 2 things. A. went and fixed a pc at my sister's internship (or at lweast attempted to by replacing monitor but it is the video card) and went to McDonalds by the courthouse. While Iwas in the estsblishment, a crackhead was at the counter mumbling to himself and ordering a coke. All the workers were laughing histerically as was I. Crackheads are funny. After my courtdate, I wnet and got the lawnmower from my dad's and cut his grass while I was there... All in all, a productive day.

intersting news on the day

Well today I went to court for my accident in JAnuary. I ended up paying for the ticket, so 159 bucks down the drain :( but on the positive side, my pager works again. IT was mot working because someone else with my pager company had my last name and changed their pager #s so they though mine was with theirs and they changed it. Any ways it is back up again so all is good.

Partying with the work crew

Last night I went to a party at Lucy's Bar and Grill that was put on by good ole Drunken Mark. A bunch of the office was there and I had several interesting conversations. Pics will be up in a few minutes here.

Ok what has been going on with the pages over the past few days

Well, let's start with i can't wait to get out of Canaca. They moved my IP on me the other day, and it was supposed to not affect my site, well it did for 24 hours I personally couldn't hit my own site. OTher people could and they got a version of my page from 4 days ago, thus most of my current newz was gone. I am back up on my old IP so everything is the correct version of the page now. The thing that sucks is they were using a 4 day old backup so half of the newz page along with my updates to bvc were gone. But like I said, everything is back so, i have a backup of the site for when they do move my ip again, i can put the real version of the page up.

Everyone is prolly asking right now i didn;t know pickle's wheels broke. Yes the battery went completely dead and it didn;t have enough power to get started. But I didnt know if it definitely was my battery, so I brought it in to the shop. Come to find out my battery had a leak in it so got a new battery. So, $124.67 later, Picklescoop is happy...

Congrats to Pat

Rumor around the Haven is that PAt McKrotch got his A+ completed today. Congrats Pat!! Now GET A JOB dananananna GET A JOB heheh

This site is awesome!! go here now It allows you to send emails to friends giving them reccomendations of personal appearance changes. It is quite funny. I sent one to krazy basically telling him to fix his wig.

Well Yet again my wheels are acting up... This time the alternator or battery (not sure which one yet), so yet again I have to go use my money to fix this fucking thing. Damn it all to hell.
But on the positive side, last night me P and Ann went to Nick's on Tulane and Joe's 19th. That was fun, but still had the crap with my car on my mind so I could have had a better time, but still had a good time.

One of the greatest bands ever

Me First and the Gimme Gimmes

Joe's Crab Shack Tuesday evening at 5:30pm drop in Hawaiin Garb. we will be on the deck there. Be there and maybe hang with Square :)

HUGE Wrestling Newz

Well I just did my weekly read of the wrestling pages and I just found out that WWF officially purchased WCW this week. They also have an "allStars Battle Royal" planned for Wrstlemania where old faces like Sgt. Slaughter, The Bushwackers, The Iron Sheik and many of the other old school wrestlers will be fighting. Should be quite interesting to watch. The Wrestlemania party at the Haven is so on. So far it is only me and Woodhead definitely. Anyone else interested in attending, e-mail me.

Mob Rule

I started playing a game the other day too... Mob Rule. Basically it is warcraft with a gangsters theme. Pretty good so far, just hard as hell.

Hey subdomainers

Allison, Woodhead....... UPDATE YOUR PAGES YOU SLACKERS!!!! :) The picklescoop.com peoples.

Yesterdays events

Let's see... Yesterday I went to school then went with Buzz (Vanilla, Nick) to his house to look at his PC. Mainly it looks like the hard drive just needed to be cleaned up a bit, but I recommended backing up and restoring soon. On the way home I went across the old HWY 11 bridge. When I got home Boogie and Bare were there, so we sat and talked for a bit.
Last night, Adrian came over and Me Adrian, Krazy, and Party in a bag watched some old home videos of us at mardi gras and such. Brought back memories and reminded us how much different we look today from then. After a bit, I went to bed.

Sorry for the lack of updates over the past few days..

Sorry, I have been busy doing like 65 things over the past few days. Right now I have several projects in my hands including working on the webpage for Hunter's band, Blue Velvet Condom. Also, I have been working a little with G on some computer stuff, not to mention school and the daily grind of life. I promise I will attempt to tend more to the site, but I'm not signing this in blood.

New Cursing Procedures

(I didn't write this, it came from http://www.theferrett.com/BetterSwears.htm. It's pretty long, but worth every word. So if you're one of those people who just hate long, thought-provoking emails and would rather stick with one-liners, you may want to trash this. -- GonzO (Management)).
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Fuck. Goddamn. Shit!
Impressed?
Of course not. The day used to be that when you said "shit" in public, it was like exploding a terrorist bomb in public; people would fall silent, staring at you with half-angry open mouths. Mothers would clap their hands over their childrens’ ears and push them away from you, desperately trying to keep their little darlings from such language. Women would faint. Chivalrous guys might take a swing at you.
But today?
Shit, we’ve fallen.
This occurred to me when I was watching Comedy Central and they were airing Denis Leary’s asshole uncensored. No, this was nothing like the time they shoved a minicam up Katie Couric’s ass for National Colon Week — he was singing. Well, not through his asshole (though I could understand how you’d get that impression), but Denis was singing his comedy classic song, “I’m An Asshole”, without a single bleep when it came to the chorus. The chorus is, incidentally:
I'm an asshole (He's an asshole, what an asshole)
I'm an asshole (He's an asshole, such an asshole)
It was then that I realized we had lost the impact of our profanities. Sure, there’s still a few old ladies clutching pearled handbags who will encounter minor cardiac fibrillations whenever someone says, “Dammit!” in front of them — but the truth is, for every one of them there’s a sweet old cottontop cheerily saying, “Shit! I’ve lost my colostomy bag!”
If cable doesn’t care anymore, then Network TV won’t care in five years, and from then it’s a short hop to Middle America, and then it won’t be any fun to swear anymore. Like the Chicago Bulls manager leerily eyeing an aging Michael Jordan and Scotty Pippen and wondering what the heck happens after that lineup leaves, it’s time to start training the rookies.
We need to get new profanities, and we need them now.
Having taken a brief (but fucking awesome) correspondence course in Effective Obscenity, I have discovered three tenets that all great swear words hew to:
They must be offensive.
Sounds dumb, but you’d be surprised. Anything that anyone is already saying isn’t good enough. Second-stringers like “fart” and “scrotal sac” don’t cut it. They must be actual things.
Science fiction writers love putting dorky words in the mouths of protagonists — things like “Flarn!” or “Tanj!” or “Skiddlyboo!” — in a futile attempt to give clean-cut stories some foul mouthed action.
It never works.
Because all the truly great swear words have been nouns — not necessarily a person or place, but always a thing. And generally a slimy and disgusting thing at that. After all, the classic Seven Words have all been things that revulsed people. How about a good solid Fuck?* Or a finger up your Asshole? Shit, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker... all of these things are considered disgusting by a large section of the populace at large — and the revulsion lends strength to the word. We need to find the world’s new indecencies, the sore spots that people are afraid to look at, and turn them into weapons.
(Incidentally, I personally like cunts a whole lot... but I bet whoever found that part of the anatomy loathsome was one hell of a cocksucker.)
And most importantly, it must sound good in the mouths of the Irish.
The Irish are the Kings of cursing, and we must give them their due. You can make up any profanity you feel like — but it isn’t a curse until it’s been twisted around a pair of Irish lips, sneered out over a green countryside at some right ghastly sod. “Ye fackin’ arsehole,” they’ll say, and you feel well and good when they say it. Other nations may swear, but only the Irish really mean it.
As such, if any our candidates would sound Gaelically awkward, then we must — must! — throw it out. To do less would be criminally negligent.
As such, I am currently holding a contest, running for the next three months: Vote for your favorite new swear, choosing one from the candidates below. Email me (theferrett@theferrett.com) and tell me which of these you think is the best new profanity — or better yet, submit your own!
In case someone submits something better than these — and I hope you will — I will collect all email addresses and do a new survey at the end of June. But take a look at the ones below for guidelines and feedback.
So what are are the candidates, Alex? Glad you asked. Listed in reverse order, ranked on a one to ten scale:
“Klan!”
Offensiveness: 2. Syllables: 1. Irish Quotient: 4
One of my first attempts and yet still a total failure, the Klan is just too much of a joke nowadays to be effective. Which is a real shame, since phonically they have everything you’re looking for in a soul-satisfying exclamation: One syllable, a nice plosive “K” at the front, and you can shout it real loud and sound like Kirk in Star Trek II. (“Klaaaaaaaaaaaan!”)
Sadly, the KKK has lost their association with midnight hangings,black terrorism, and racism, and gained an image as a bunch of startled-looking doofs on the Jerry Springer Show. Shouting “Klan!” would just make people wonder what the heck you were talking about — and worst of all, the Irish could never get it right. “Klen!” “What? Who’s clean, Seamus?”
“Molestation!”
Offensiveness: 4. Syllables: 4 Irish Quotient: 1.
Almost the reverse of “Klan”, this is a perfect concept for a profanity and a piss-poor word. It’s distinct enough that everyone around you would instantly hear it, the image of ol’ grampaw fingering Ellie May out behind the shed still causes mindless fury in America — even Death Row prisoners hate molesters, for God’s sake — and women would definitely shield their children’s ears.
But it’s a mushy word. Saying it is like chewing a mouthful of wet mashed potatoes; when you get to the end, there’s no satisfaction to be had. Without a hard consonant or two, “molestation” is doomed. Besides, there are only two other heavy-hitting vulgarities with four syllables, and “motherfucker” and “cocksucker” are laden with nice fat “K” sounds to catch your tongue on — and unless we go the Popeye route and change it to “Moleskation”, we’re doomed.
Not to mention that it reads poorly. My wife actually said to me, "Mole stations? Who the fuck cares about Mole Stations?"
And yet, as always, the final blow comes from the Irish: Lord knows I’ve tried to hear an Irishman saying “molestation”*, but it’s just not audible. They’d have to pronounce it with an American accent — and at that point we’ve lost the war.
Incidentally, “Jon-Benet” sounds terrific, but I doubt whether people would get it. Let’s just move on.
“Rapist!”
Offensiveness: 7. Syllables: 2 Irish Quotient: 4.
A definite attention-getter, this one has the real advantage that people might actually think you’re calling for help. Especially if you’re a woman, you can expect to see helpful bystanders break out running to help you… and then turn into white-hot anger when they realize you’re just bitching about losing the good parking space.
The word is also just a pleasant-sounding word. While it doesn’t have the popping tongueish impact of a clean “fuck!”, it shares a sibilant “S” with that other crowd-pleaser, “Jesus.” I can hear people muttering it under their breath now: “Jesus — what a goddamn rapist!”
But once again, the Irish kills this one. They’d be calling someone a “reppist”, which sounds like a condiment you put on beefsteak. And so it’s a middle-of-the-road candidate.
“Holocaust!”
Offensiveness: 8. Syllables: 3 Irish Quotient: 7.
A definite Nagasaki of a word if used in the wrong place, the death of six million Jews is just not something people can fuck around with. So, naturally, it’s something we want to use.
The word itself is a great swear, if a bit-syllable-heavy: “Holocaust!”. The “holo” part is a little wussy, as if you were asking a waitress for a plate of challah bread… but the “caust” comes out like a shotgun blast. Which actually takes care of the three-syllable problem. All of the classics are one explosive sound, and eventually people will truncate it, trimming the first two parts down to a happy “’Caust!”
Not to mention that the word itself is unmistakable. Drop it in your local bank, and Jews will take swings at you. And it lends itself to other Perry-White-style exclamations: “Great Flaming Jews, Kent! You mean Luthor’s robbed the bank?”
As for the Irish, they’ll sneer it with pride. “HawlecUST!” they’ll say, spitting it at you like a gob of phelgm. Yes, I’d say that “Holocaust” is a winner, except there’s one other contender we haven’t looked at… but do we want to?
“Abortion!”
Offensiveness: 10. Syllables: 3 (possibly 2) Irish Quotient: 10.
People will fight for the right to have them or keep them, but nobody wants a slickly mangled fetus sitting in their living room. Who wants to look at the baby before it’s out of the box? No one, that’s who.
It’s unmistakable as a word. And of all of the decent words we’ve looked at, it’s the shortest: I mean, sure, technically it’s three syllables… but when you’re angry, would you waste time pronouncing that preliminary “A”? You’ll just strike out: “ ‘Bortion!”
It sounds good. Go ahead. Shout it out and feel proud. Don’t worry about your neighbors, they’ll understand the good work you’re trying to do.
Satisfying, huh? Now that’s a curse.
It has the advantage of offending both pro-lifers and pro-choice mongoloids — they’re both so relentlessly paranoid that they automatically assume anyone who brings it up is has to be on the opposite side. Shout it out in a crowded room and everyone will turn their heads to see who said it, then quickly loathe you when they realize you’re cursing it… which is what you want, isn’t it?
It also leads on to great other words for swearing fits: “You ‘bortion-sucking fetus-ridden motherfucking brainscoop! Ya D&C-giving baaaaaastard!”
As for the Irish? There is no better word. It’s plastic enough that they can toy with it, stretch it like silly putty laced with scorn. “Ye fackin’ BAW-shun,” they’ll say, and grin like a mudshark when they do.
So until the official vote comes in in late June, for now I suggest saying “Abortion!” whenever you drop something on your toe or when someone cuts you off in traffic. It might seem unrelated and somewhat silly to shout out a surgical procedure at first… but think about it. You’re a pioneer, my friend. Do you think the first person to yell “Shit!” wasn’t worried about bringing up feces because he was shortchanged?
The lesson: Swearing has nothing to do with real life. It’s unrelated. Just ‘borting do it.
* — My pain in the ass wife points out that “fuck” is a verb, “damn” is a verb, and “shit” can be a verb. It’s moments like this that prove that she can really be a pedantic little fuck herself when she wants to be. And she can go verb herself.
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--GonzO "You could spend an hour counting the petals in a flower It might take you a year to count the veins in each petal If you spent ten lifetimes, maybe you could count its cells...
...but you'd have completely missed the point You fuckhead."

I got an email from Wendy today telling me that they did the ultrasound and are not certain, but it appears to be a boy (it's legs were curled up so they couldn't see the privies. They said everything is going well over there and hello to everyone.

Condolences to P

When I talked to Pounders, he informed me that his grandmother passed away today. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers and I hope that you all know that if you need someone to talk to, I am always here.

Busy Day

Well today was abusy day.. Let's recap. I woke up and went to get Chadd. We went to the haven where Drunken Mike met us. We then went and got his taxes done. Once we finished that, we went to Lakeside mall, where I got a few CDs (including the new ME First and the Gimme Gimmes, which kicks a$$), and also we looked around in a few stores. We then went to the Esplanade Mall, so Mike could get a pair of sunglasses. We visited Nicole at Cafe Du Monde, and also got to see the Mall Merchant Machine. For looking so nice, that machine sure breaks alot. We then went to Spencer's where I got some glow in the dark sheep (kinda like the stars that you put on your walls and ceiling) and a new black light bulb. I started hanging them on the walls and ceiling, so now it is bright in my room when it is dark. We also went to the Super Walmart so Chadd could get a table and vacumm. We then came over here to try and put his PC together, but had no luck because the drive he had looks like it may be bad. I then went to bring him home and we stopped to get some Wendy's (yes I got a greaseburger deluxe). I came back here and that is where we stand.

Wise words from Yoda

Let me begin this with a little quote from a rarely read book, The Book Of Proverbs: (Proverbs 3:35) "The wise shall inherit glory: but shame shall be the promotion of fools." If you ever have a chance, read some of those proverbs; they may help you realize some things that have been lingering in your mind for a while. I know not many people like to read the Bible because not everyone is very "religious" or doesn't participate in the same religion. Well, let me tell you something. The way I see it, the Bible is just another book full of amazing stories that teach us a lesson. Every author who writes a story wants to manipulate his/her audience into thinking a certain way or looking at something from a certain perspective. Stories are all about manipulation. The Bible trys to get you to view life in a certain way and act upon its behalf because if you don't, you'll have eternal damnation. Of course, some stories are told so graphically, not everyone wants to hear it or read it. That's why sections of religion were made. Some sects like to see things one way, and others see things another way. I say, why not start thinking for yourself. Integrate some of what you read into your life. If you integrate all of it, you'll be confused whether you should go to church and receive Christ's body and blood to be held well in God's eyes or if you should go find some animal, chop off it's head, take out the innards and extentions, spread the blood all over an altar, and burn the animal on pieces of wood over fire. (If you're confused about what I mean, read the first few chapters of Leviticus. It'll clear things up.) I haven't gotten around to reading the Bhagavad-Gita, but I've it on my list of books to read. I'd like to see what the Hindus have to offer people. Then, I could see how my Krishna Consciousness is. I've got good karma right now, I know that. Then we have Buddism, the Chinese religion. Yes, Budda is a pretty cool guy in my eyes. But, if you're not really into religions, read Bruce Lee's philosophy which you'll find in Bruce Lee: Artist of Life. Even though he didn't live that long, he's got some pretty good insight on living a good life. One well known Chinese symbol is the Yin Yang. Yin, being the weaker more feminine quality, and Yang, being the stronger more masculine quality. Something that best describes the intricate balance of Yin and Yang is water. Water is one of the weakest substances in the world, but if it acts upon something durable and strong, the water will win. If you try to hit water, it will flatten and let you hand go into it. It will then act on your hand. If you put water in a container, it readily takes the container's shape. To be truly at peace and balanced, one must be like water. When a problem attacks you, you bend to its will. When the problem is no longer a threat, you quickly attack it. When your opponent contracts, you expand. When your opponent expands, you contract. Therefore, the intricate balance is played out, and you become the victor. Think also of a bicycle. You can't push down on both pedals at the same time or you will go nowhere. Instead, you must push with one leg allowing the other to relax. Then, the other leg pushes while the first relaxes. As this motion is played out, a destination is reached. Think of life in this way. Sometimes you must give in, or you will never reach the destination you desire. Spiritually yours, Yoda

Am I the only one that has been getting junk emails regarding rare Bloodhound Gang CDs for sale on E-Bay (things like the Kids Inc. Single CD and Dingleberry Haze)? Not that I am complaining that my junk mail is actually starting to be things that I give two shits about but hey it is junk mail....

Am I the only one...

Am I the only one that has been getting jumk emails regarding rare Bloodhound Gang CDs for sale on E-Bay (things like the Kids Inc. Single CD and Dingleberry Haze)? Not that I am complaining that my junk mail is actually starting to be things that I give two shits about but hey it is junk mail....

Wrestlemania Newz

For starters, Woodhead and I are gonna rent Wrestlemania and have a little Wrestlemania party at the house.
Secondly, Thus far the matches that are created are Austin Vs Rock, Triple H vs. Undertaker, Kane Vs. Big Slow, Shane O. Mac Vs. Vince MacMahon, Y2J vs. William Regal, Chyna Vs. Ivory... I'm sure there are more to come...

Finally someone else understands!!!

After my 4 years of pushing for a healthy breakfast beverage, someone caught on.. Beer for breakfast

Tonite I came over to Walker and Matt's place and helped them setup their internet connection. They got Cable and a router so they wouldn't have to pay for seperate IP addresses for their computers. At first there was something that I kept getting confused when I was setting up the router and after talking to Mr. Mike, I got back on track. Anyways, They are up and running. :)

Newz Flash regarding the site

Today Drunken Mike and I talked about finally getting together and hooking up the web server. So, This week we will be doing some mad Linuxing and CGI scripyting and all kinds of groovy things to get the NEW SERVER finally up and running.

Time for a Picklescoop rant

Why is it that when you offer hospitality to some people they take your hospitality and wipe their asses with it? I feel that when I make someone "feel at home" they should be grateful and show you courtesy. Some people as of late have gotten too comfy in my house. They come over in a shit mood, and when you do the polite thing and offer friendship etc., They snap at you like a shitty mousetrap. Well, If you want to come over by my house and be in a shitty mood, don't come crying to me and expect me to act like I give to shits anymore. If you don't want to have company or anything, leave my house and quit trying to treat myself and my guests like shit, especially when last I checked you DON'T pay rent. Ahh much better now....

Busy with Bills Bills Bills

Today I setup my 401K plan (since the due date was Friday) and also I called and got my CompUSA credit card bill handled up. Finally Picklescoop is out of debt (except for the wheels and select other things)..

Make sure to look at bence's page Since his Internet hiatus, he has miscellaneously posted pictures and very few words as a page. Make sure to go check it ASAP!!

Site of the Day

drunkenmess.com
just when you thought your friend getting pictures that night in the quarter wouldn't come back and bite you in the ass, they came up with this site. It is hilarious to see everyone sloppy drunk. Don't worry, I haven't sent them pics.. yet :)

Freindly reminders from picklescoop.com

Certain subdomainers (ahem ahem Alliesan Woodhead ahem ahem) need to tend to their pages, as they haven't even looked at their pages since before Mardi Gras. Log off and update Evercrackers!! :)

Relatives in town

Last night, I went and visited by my Grandmothers and spent time with my cousins and Aunt Sann and Uncle Joey as well as Aunt Dawn and the intown relatives at my MAwmaw's for supper. Supper was initially going to be meatloaf courtesy of my Aunt Debbie, but me and my sis's questioniing of Aunt Debbie's spiritual wellbeing changed the menu to crawfish etoufee. I ended up eating green beans and rice.

Safe trip home Hopper

Well Hopper leaves this morning to go back to New York. While he was down here, he got a call from one of his frat brothers claiming that his house was broken into. After Hopper began calling the insurance and all making sure evereything stolen would be covered, he gets a call back from his frat brother telling him that the whole thing was a joke. All I have to say to his brothers, change your name to Habib and move to Madagascar, cuz Hopper has a keg of homebrewed whoopass with your name all over it :).

Raining Red Dirt

The other day, New Orleans got some rain, but not normal rain by anymeans. IT was red mud. How this actually happened. There were 2 dust storms on Texas that collided, thus blowing dirt and dust all over hell and back. The rain then passed over the area and soaked up a lot of the dirt in the air. When the rain eventually reached N.O., it was red dirt falling from the sky. pretty damned cool, but sucky because now I have to clean the P.Scoop mobile.

Happy St. Patty's Day

Well drink back a few green beers and get sloshed.. It's St. Patrick's Day. I may just have to make a visit to O'Flahery's for the occassion.. :)

I permanently added coffeeaftermidnight.com and julie and Scotty's pages to my links page give them a ring.. they are both good sites...

notice something is missing..

yes thwe Drunken Bowl page has been pulled down for the time being.. Since I didn;t get it off with a hitch yet, I hacve it down until I get everything planned but I promise it will go off, oh yes, it will...

updates to the page

well everyone if you didn't notice already, I changed the buttons on the page.. I have a few more bells and whistles to add to the page so stay tuned...

Everyone, I came up with a great idea.. I will beginn posting the "Lights and Sirens" from Uno's Driftwood. I have gotten so much pleasure out of reading the crazy crimes that happen only in a Campus Police district... Some of the persistant crimes to watch and count include the infamous Decal Thief. Also the infamous "incense burning guy" (aka the guy that was burning incense when the cops were called regarding the smell of burning pot.) The other ones are typically funny, but we are keeping tabs on the Decal guy.

Dumpster Diving Courtesy of Locks

dumpster diving: treasure and trash By Sheldon Miller Every few days, I become an enigma; a painfully obvious, yet completely invisible enigma. Whether alone or with friends, on foot or in my car, once I bypass the front door and head for the treasure-laden dumpster out back I am transformed. At best, I become a non-entity, at worst a disgusting eccentric. Augsburger's presents a prime example. The dumpster lies in a path from apartments behind the store to the back driveway. Occasionally people will pass during the course of my investigations of the treats available that day. Invariably, they speed up and determinedly focus on that point on the horizon used to make uncomfortable "situations" disappear, and I evaporate. I started dumpster diving this past fall and winter with my housemates and curious friends, after reading an article on a longtime dumpstering advocate / free spirit / funhog. We ventured out and collected our biggest haul ever. The inaugural trip yielded a whole produce section of barely blemished fruits and vegetables. After a canning, freezing, and cooking frenzy, we were hooked. But people's reactions to my dumpster diving has and still intrigues me. Whether a knowing, dismissive chuckle from more respectable family and friends or looks of disgust from some stranger, public response to dumpster diving is strong and predictable. Why is dumpster diving socially dirty? Why is it radical? I'm familiar with the ready answers the calculus of our economy and waste gives. Anyone who has spent any length of time in our country must certainly be aware of those ideological commitments. But at what point does something actually become trash, become totally worthless? How can an $.85 bunch of broccoli mutate into irredeemable garbage on the basis of its being two days past its prime? What's the functional difference between my window fan that I picked from the trash and the rejuvenated and the new $17.50 model? Very little. I must quickly add that not everything is salvageable. Food can sometimes fall into a questionable zone of personal tastes and tolerances. For instance, unlike Matt "Iron Gut" Kanagy, I refuse to eat any tuna salad sandwiches that I may find in the trash, no matter how good they look. But one can count on finding plenty of things still highly recoverable. I've given the Pepsi challenge to some of my pickier friends and relatives, and they don't question the food's quality until after revelation of its roots. And this is to say nothing of goods. My son sleeps in a dumpster-found sleepers and wears dumpster-diapers. Our house is partly furnished with dumpster finds: chairs, lamps, shelves, sofas, TV/VCR stands. We grill on a trash-picked barbeque. We ride my dumpster bikes, have had a dumpster Budweiser (just as bad as fresh Bud), have been cooled by a dumpster fan, brewed wine in dumpster jugs, and hope to fill our dumpster aquarium before too long (with dumpster goldfish?). Anything that we don't eat, of course, goes into our dumpster compost bin. Given the mountain of stuff that we've saved from the landfill, the pile of cash we haven't spent, and the ridiculous amount of fun we've had collecting all of our finds, I can't see any reason to look askance at the fruits of the dumpster. If the rest of society chooses to ignore this vast resource, the that decision speaks volumes about our culture of consumerism -- but it also means more selection for those of us who choose to take advantage of it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dumpster diving hints/tips Be careful around dumpsters. Lids can slam shut from the wind amazingly quickly. Watch out for intentional contamination and sharp trash. Some people will bleach their food to prevent theft. Bottles, metal and general glass just hurt. A good long stick with a sharp end is really nice to poke at bags and reach way back into corners. Please avoid meat, eggs and dairy food. Everyone knows this, but as a reminder, the stuff gets really nasty really quick. If anyone in authority asks what you are doing, the safest thing is to say that you are looking for boxes -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dumpster etiquette Be aware of what you are taking. You can run afoul of people if you take sensitive materials (e.g. office refuse with bank numbers). This in itself isn't bad, but is a potential problem if you get caught taking something you didn't mean to. Be conscious of how much you are taking and how much you use. It's simple ethics: taking more than you can use and throwing it away takes it away from other potential users, some of whom may be far more dependent on dumpster treasures than you are. Leave the dumpster looking better than you found it. Just a simple way to ensure that diving will remain a resource for all. Thanks for the insight of our favoite sport :)

Hopper's link of the day

Are you looking for a Russian bride? go to loveme.com Scroll thru the over 7000 available Russian beauties... Enjoy!

Boogie demands shit from you

As my love and romance forum moderator, Boogie has demanded that everyone go post in his forum, including what you see as the meaning of love.. everyone go there and let's see what comes from it..

WEndy sent me a little package in the mail that had a sheep Pez dispenser, a stuffed pickle toy with a scput uniform on, and a London shotglass. They are awesome also, I have pics of how she is startng to show with the baby. to see pics of the stuff and her go here.

Yesterday GHOTI headed back for Yankee land.. Don't fret though, he will be home for good in a matter of months... Also, Hopper is in town from Brooklyn, so I have a bat and I know how to beat him... :)

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Drunken Mike finally came off his updating hiatus and put some new news up... kinda unintelligible but updated, keep up the good work... If only some of my other subdomainers would catch on to that wave and do the same (ahem ahem allison, woodhead :))

cool site to check out

This one is Jack from the den's homepage. Check it out the stories are pretty damned funny. coffeeaftermidnight.com

Another wierd product that we could all use..

hereAre you tired of hearing BS coming from everybody's mouth? tone it out with this.

More updates to be coming soon...

Over the next few days, I plan to do some major renovations to PICKLESCOOP.COM. Including tightening up my button bar and adding some new links, putting up some more photos, finishing the Mardi Gras page, finishing the Porch page (finally), along with several other big ideas that I have. Stay tuned for the updates, I promise you won't be disappointed.

Shepherd Shot Dead, Sheep Blamed

MARSA MATROUH, Egypt (Reuters) - An Egyptian Bedouin shepherd was shot in the chest and killed on Thursday when one of his flock jogged his loaded shotgun as he slept, police said.

They said the accident occurred in the northern coastal governorate of Marsa Matrouh. Other Bedouins found the body of 20-year-old Mokhtar Fadl and took it to hospital.

Police seized the gun, which was not licensed.

Just when we all thought it was safe to molest sheep and get away with it.. :)

cheesy facts about Louisiana

This morning while Skip was waiting for Duane, he and I had a good conversation about useless trivia regarding Louisiana, such as that Louisiana has the tallest state capitol building (34 stories) and Ponchatoula is the "Strawberry Capital of the World". For more insane and useless facts look up Louisiana facts at any search engine or click here. It may shock you with the little known facts of Louisiana.

Today was Pounders' Birthday, 21 big ones. To celebrate, Hopper, Pounders, Mom P, and I went to the casino to spend a few bucks but it was crowded as hell in there, so that idea was short lived. We then went to his house and chilled on the porch and threw back a few cold ones with Brad, Dave, Little Ryan, Cuz, Pat, Jennifer, Amanda, and some other peoples.It was a good time, and I am happy to see that Pounders had a good time.

Dinner Weady is Egg Woll

Today, Lunch was in fact food from the Mecca of Chinese Food Places, Golden Wall. Man that so hit the spot with the chiney foo special and soup.

archived

hey everybody, I archived and also kinda redid my news page look. Enjoy!!