March 21, 2005

Hey There

Never believe in administrative power.

. . . reminds me of a scene in Barton Fink when Goodman's character goes to a doctor to see about an infection. The doctor tells him he has an infection -- five bucks please (this is in the 1930s).
Today it's "450 bucks you fucking shithead."

Holy shit, what the fuck is yer goddamn problem?

edit: turns out a band without a street team won. Somebody in administration lied to me. The band that actually won deserved it, no less. Good on ya, fellas!

Posted by matty-b at March 21, 2005 10:18 PM
Comments

Haha, you and your street team aversion. I'm going to start a matty-b street team. We'll put up posters all over town with your picture on them and hand out fliers with your blog address on them, and you won't be able to do a thing about it. What do you say to that, huh?

C'mon, who's with me?

Posted by: Tweek at March 22, 2005 12:38 AM

Oooh, and let's have secret ballots! About something. Anything!

Posted by: Joy at March 22, 2005 8:51 AM

Ryan -- I am with you! We'll gossip about myself and talk about what could I possibly do next!

Joy -- we'll do a secret ballot about what should go in the dump we learn in.

Posted by: m at March 22, 2005 9:06 AM

The dump we learn in being an allusion to a certain young prof we had, and you bumped into awhile back.

Posted by: m at March 22, 2005 9:07 AM