Virtual Sacrifice Log

Me (6:38:09 PM): In the world I see -- you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You will wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You will climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. You will see tiny figures pounding corn and laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of the ruins of a superhighway.
Ernie (6:38:49 PM): in Tyler's world, my butt would probably hurt, due to lack of good toilet paper.

I haven't updated in some time. Nothing really has gone down. Another week at work, covering for my boss who is unfortunately sick. Visited aaronkliger's place on Saturday night, seeing runstaverun, noelr, and kikibird. Worked at EB on Sunday for extra cash. Got really far in the new Castlevania game last night. Not much at all, really.

I'm very happy to hear from hiphopatcong that Peanut Girl is alive and not getting assaulted these days. That made my early afternoon yesterday. Even more than the everything bagel from My Favorite Muffin.

I wonder if she remembers that hiphopatcong was part of the group that violated Carla the sheep in front of her impressionable young eyes, and made NYPD plunger motions to celebrate Multicultural Awareness Week/Day (whatever it was back then). I found a DUST promo tape the other day, five years old, I should give it a viewing some day. You're welcome to it towelboy, though you probably already have it.