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October Seattle Webloger Meetup 2003
Tonight was a very chaotic and rowdy Seattle Webloger Meetup for October.
Tonight there was:
They started this weird alphabet letter collaborative writing project. I did not participate and this is what transpired:
As Allison left the apartment, lightning struck the statue of George Washington overlooking 15th Avenue.
Before the sound could even reach her, a car slid through the nearest intersection, slamming into the nearest bus.
CRASH! The sound of metal connecting with metal filled the air.
Demented dogs dashed diagonally down the dreary disastrous drive, dodging dastardly dangerous drivers!
Every raindrop froze in midair.
"Fiddlesticks," said Allison -- "Did I just see that statue move?"
"Good morning Allison", the now living statue of Edward Grieg said, "Do you know where a hungry composer could get a decent breakfast around here?"
"Ho Tip Tung has the best Chinese food in town. They will give you the local rate if you just mention my name." said Allison.
"If you could you give me a lift, I would be much obliged."
"Just let me grab my . . . " - he was never able to finish.
Killed instantly by the aforementioned statue of George Washington that had also come to life, he had been.
Literally creaking and groaning down the boulevard, every bronze statue in the city had become ambulatory.
"My, I've never seen such a thing", exclaimed Allison.
"Never underestimate the power of a dream", cried George Washington as he ran towards the town hall.
On this October night, in Red Square, we will begin the takeover of the planet.
"Perhaps I can find a way to make the bad man stop," thought Allison.
Quickly, quietly, quirkily, the statue lurched forward on his quarrelous, questionable quest.
"Return from where you came!" she recalled, because they used that in the movies.
Staggering backwards, George Washington fell to the ground.
Tiny Thomas Jefferson leapt from a splintering hole burned into Washington's chest.
Unnecessarily, he proclaimed, "You cannot kill what is already dead!"
"Very strange indeed", Allison said, "Will nothing stop this metallic horde?"
"X-rays will", said the strangely clad man. "Yes, go ahead and stare. At least these lead lined pants will allow me to produce normal sperm."
"You'll never overtake our planet!" yelled Allison.
Zinc zipper welded shut by Allison's deft X-ray aim, the statue cried, shrugged, fell to the ground, and returned to his/its inert metallic state. Allison walked off.
Jake at October 15, 2003
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Comments
Bloody brilliant!
Posted by: Phillustrations at October 15, 2003 10:48 PM
That's terrible. Really terrible. I like it.
Posted by: Slippy Douglas at October 16, 2003 6:40 AM

