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October 09, 2008
Time Is Short
I've got plenty of rockets, plenty of bullets, and plenty of rope...and I'm bringing my own shovel...just in case.
Slice Boy...you got wood? I'm downtown with a real warm fire. This fucker should glow for three days...no problem.
Looking forward to it...I just hope it ain't 18 fucking degrees this year. In hindsight...it was so cold...I don't think you could have hit anyone of us with that shovel anyway...but I ain't talking about that pistol or that blade.. Hard to break for cover when your zipped up all the way to the neck. Damn...it was cold. Cool with me.
Also know a friend who is bringing his sketch book. Trust me on this...this is a good thing.
I , with the help of the propulsion engineer, would like to do a SAM launch...three at the same time...we'll see. Worth a shot. We have the lens.
We're gonna have a good time. No doubt.
*UPDATE* Bringing some horseshoes and some stakes...just for the hell of it.
Posted by Yabu at October 9, 2008 10:22 PM | The Future
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....sweet!.... the wood gets delivered next week!....
Posted by: Eric at October 11, 2008 09:05 AM
