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I'm afraid the rumors are more than true.

Thu, 28 Feb 2008 19:38:20 GMT

I have become a zombie overlord.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Thu, 01 Dec 2005 03:32:24 GMT

Look at this old 1998 photo we found in andrew's drawer! Andrew was only 13 then, but Elizabeth was of course, born grown-up. This seems to be before his demonic stage.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Mon, 07 Nov 2005 06:39:25 GMT

I am attractive. Andrew is demonic.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Wed, 26 Oct 2005 04:47:49 GMT

5 random facts about me...

I was born in 1862 in Beauxville, Louisiana smack dab in the middle of the Civil War
I've been growing one outrageously long "civil war beard."
I enjoy long walks on the beach or swamp, wrestling alligators, staring at myself in the mirror, and frightening small animals with my beard.
I aspire to own more Star Wars cards then anyone in the universe.
I'm hoplessly addicted to Lost.

I'm tagging:

the Commune
www.aggieruf.org
the EE deptartment
Caleb
Eric

Monday, September 26, 2005

Mon, 26 Sep 2005 16:16:57 GMT

I've been tagged.

THE RULES: List five songs that you are currently loving. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions, the artists, and the songs in your blog, then "tag" five other bloggers/friends to see what they're listening to.

1. Star Wars Cantina - Not by Weird Al Yankovic
2. Ryan's current Interpol song
3. Po' Folks - Nappy Roots
4. Onward Red Guards, Proletarians -Valdgatott Mozgalmi Dalok
5. Commune Rock -Elliot Sharp

I tag:

1. Peter
2. Eric
3. Nancy
4. Karl
5. Kara

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Sat, 24 Sep 2005 06:54:36 GMT

Well, I decided to gain weight this week for personal reasons. But I also wanted some of my ribs to be visible, so I went on a special diet of calcium rich foods to accelerate bone growth as well. Over all I'm happy with it, I'll be prepared if HEB doesn't have any bread, and the girls will like me more now.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Thu, 15 Sep 2005 02:56:04 GMT

Due to recent discussion on whether St. Patrick was in fact a friend or foe of communism, I skipped class today and wrote this book:

(Not to be confused with Thomas Cahill's historically revisionist polemic "How the Irish Saved Civilization" )

I took the liberty of translating these oft misquoted lines from St. Patrick's Breastplate:

"Against all new philosophy prof's spells and wiles,
Against false words of Chestertonian Ramblers,
Against the knowledge that defiles,
Against the desire to be pan handlers,
Against the capitalist's evil craft,
Against the evil eye of Andrew burning,,
The crashing computer, the poisoned shaft,
Protect me, Christ, till Thy returning."

I hope that clears things up.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Wed, 14 Sep 2005 05:18:26 GMT

As President of the Commune, it is my duty to disparage false communal rumors. One such false communal rumors claims that comrade Stephen Henderson is the author of this blog. This is simply not the case.

It is also my duty to encourage true communal rumors. One such true communal rumor is that I am currently attempting to bring all Star Wars Cards in the galaxy into our communal possession.

This simply is the case.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Fri, 09 Sep 2005 00:00:04 GMT

Today while I was talking with my comrades, Ryan made the following remark: "If I could change one thing about my life, I would be British, have a British accent, know everything about ancient Rome and live in Italy and study Rome and be interviewed on the history channel."

This worries me. Where does his loyalty lie? Why does he have such bourgeoisie ideas? Please pray for comrade Ryan. He most definitely needs help.

In other news, I've heard rumor that there is a new philosophy professor who is decidedly against our proletariat brotherhood, be careful friends.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Tue, 06 Sep 2005 20:39:13 GMT

The other night, me and a few comrads had a good conversation on music theory:

On another note, I'm a little disturbed with what the expressions could mean in Andrew's eyes: