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20: 1 <Peter> move your hand and shake the tambourine |
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20: 1 <chemicalpilate> Put your hands on the wheel, let the golden age begin. |
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19: 1 <matt> nah, it's a pc. |
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19: 1 <peter> matt: if hes on a mac, downlod/insall LogKext on it. muahahahahaha. |
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19: 1 <matt> somebody do me a favor: how do you find a packet sniffer? i looked on jesse's computer when he was out and searched for the four brands listed in the wiki article but found nothing. and nothing looked likely in task manager, but keystroke trap detection was disabled in his security program. i want to fix up his myspace. photoshop some stuff together.
actually, scratch that. i wouldn't want someone doing that to me. and, of course, he'd know who did it.
i think he and robbie and the pizza boy and who knows who else are on THE BIG D.L. saturday night, i stepped around the side of his house for a whiz and heard pizza boy say, rather distinctly, i go to that gay bar off of enterprise. somewhere in clearwater. and then i was hanging out in jesse's room with robbie while j was off next door dallying with the neighbor girl, and when he comes back in, he says, you just get the hell outta here, robbie. it's my turn with matt now. and robbie says, jesus. don't let your mom hear you say that. close the door. i just laughed.
i think i'm figuring this d.l. thing out, though. it isn't exactly like being in the closet. more like being in prison. because i think they don't consider themselves bi. straight. as long as they're pitching. i don't know. why are we all such big mysteries to each other? to ourselves? |
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16: 0 <Peter> extreme gaming |
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15: 1 <matt> i love that you love it. it's a good song. |
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15: 0 <simon> i love that song, matt |
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14: 2 <Peter> i just got back fro mqueens. i feel like i took a day-trip out of town. i dont like queens. it gives me a creepy vibe for some reason. |
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14: 1 <matt> you arrived like a day and passed like a cloud
i made a wish, i said it out loud
out loud in a crowd
everybody heard
'twas the talk of the town |
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13: 1 <Peter> how could he know what the fuck he never knew?
god-cypher divine come to show and come to prove
a mystery god thats the work of ya crew
the holy ghost got you scared to death kid boo |
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13: 1 <Peter> and its all true, because i have the damned documentation here to prove it |
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13: 1 <matt> reminds me of paxil. |
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11: 1 <chemicalpilate> I've got something to say but nothing comes. |
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11: 0 <blue stocking> i miss this place |
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10: 2 <Peter> all city crew |
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08: 1 <chemicalpilate> fighting food to find transcendence |
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08: 1 <matt> not much going down in hermopolis magna outside el ashmunein |
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08: 1 <matt> Mysteriously a number of fellows materialized in my garage with my completed LP.
ha. i don't know that that's an accurate translation of the lyrics, but i think that's jesse's mindset these days. i don't think he really believes that this is all happening. all this was inside us. at this point, everything either samples or is stuck together with dub. i'll bet king tubby is rolling and rolling. forgive us.... |
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07: 1 <Peter> I would like to address all of my colleagues tonight. You should take note that this song is a production of Wu-Tang Inc. This song is very good, almost as good as when you do drugs and achieve a heightened state of awareness. You need to understand that when you transcend your reality for the good of the general populace, you are able to understand complex concepts and comprehend who is a professional and who is an amateur. Now, what you are seeing is yourself. You should strive to be your own individual. When rapping, your rhymes should always follow the beat of the music. I have used this technique when writing my rhymes and when I rap at a particular venue, people are always entertained. |
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07: 1 <matt> i like google earthing sites of past achievement to see what's going on there now (visible from space). like 5626 morton street, philadelphia, the sun ra house, or 7 middagh street, brooklyn, february house. can't tell much from the sky. what's there in brooklyn now? |
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06: 1 <matt> 
that owl's like, "wassup? who you is?
you got anything to eat?
besides strawberries?" |
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06: 0 <hool> sonofa. |
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06: 0 <hool>  |
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05: 2 <chemicalpilate> if you're frightened of dying and you're holding on you'll see devils tearing your life away but if you've made your peace then the devils are really angels freeing you from the earth |
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05: 1 <Peter> people say his brain was infected by devils |
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05: 1 <matt> some days, you eat the bear. |
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04: 1 <chemicalpilate> She don't believe in shootin' stars but she believes in shoes and cars. |
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03: 1 <Peter> she had them apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur... |
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03: 0 <chemicalpilate> I'm not sure I want to not be out in the desert. |
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02: 1 <matt> i tell him it's no use to sample prince. can't we just change it some? it's PRINCE. you don't think he'll notice?
these guys, on the other hand, could probably use the royalties. such a lovely song. where the oranges grew.
he and robbie want to know if i have any new rhymes, so i write out the lyrics to show biz kids and tell them to make a beat while trina and i finish the real song. have to keep them busy sometimes. i know which parts will be GAY and which will be WACK. all the rest will be TIGHT. yeah. "show biz kids makin' movies of themselves." that's tight. uh-huh. |
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30: 1 <Peter> and then theres the things that never end. and the things that never begin. |
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30: 1 <matt> herpes. hepatitis.... |
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30: 1 <chemicalpilate> Some things last a long time. |
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28: 1 <mute> in the meantime, there's something over here. |
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28: 1 <Peter> you should write more of your stories, matt. its been a while sicne the latest instalment... |
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26: 0 <matt> the scary part is that the crazies think they have the purest of intentions, and they aren't able to look at their situation objectively. people who haven't been on that ride really can't begin to imagine what it's like to believe certain things are true which are patently delusional. i had a particularly florid episode that lasted about three weeks during which i believed all the humans i saw were really gods or emissaries thereof who were observing my behavior in order to eventually pass judgment. not a lot of fun, but i believed it to be the absolute truth.
(something in the hopper. later - gotta scoot.) |
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25: 1 <Peter> some crazy lady on staten island going progressively nuts about some random guy she doesnt even know. the good ones are getting flagged left and right cause theyre bizarre and scary but there are a few around still. |
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25: 1 <matt> it's been pulled. what did it say? |
