We had a dance party in the hallway tonight. We cranked up our high-fidelity stereophonic sound system with some ska and taught a couple of the freshmen how to skank. (Allie, I’m sorry I haven’t taught you yet. Your day is coming.) The reason we had it in the hallway is because there’s absolutely no room in our room for movement. It’s full of couches and recliners which we regularly fill with people. In fact, there’s almost no original furniture in the room, since we exported it to someone else’s to make room for couches and recliners.
At any rate, the dance party was a raging success with a whopping five people involved at its peak, which is pretty decent for an impromptu hallway dance party. Soon they shall be a regular occurrence and denizens will flock to our floor to join in the hottest party for miles around.
Speaking of hot parties, I was up at UNL this weekend for what they call Big Red Welcome. It’s a two-hour event which consists of packing the entire student population into four blocks of tables and booths. Apple obviously had a table (which is what I was doing there) and it was right next to the booth for Eclectic Marketing and Entertainment, who happened to be DJing top-ten hits at a tremendous volume. The sheer quantity of sound made it impossible to have actual conversations, which worked out well because I hate talking to customers, so all I had to do was sport the Apple shirt and smile at passers-by, who picked up our free goodies and moved on — similar to cows, moving along the feeding line to the slaughter at the end of the line… although there was no slaughter, merely blistering heat. But I digress. The point here is that I know now that Eclectic does this party at Main Street every week with free buttered toast. Yes, that’s correct. The point of this paragraph is that any party that offers free buttered toast is both a) eclectic and b) hot.
I have nothing further of interest for you at this point. Actually, I had nothing of interest for you when I started, but I created enough stuff out of thin air to at least put down a regular-sized post. And I wouldn’t have even bothered with that but some people complain when I don’t blog every few days, and I feel like I have an obligation to you, y’know? Cause, like, you’re my peeps… dogg.
August 24th, 2005 at 9:06 am
FA SHEEZY!
August 24th, 2005 at 3:31 pm
I can’t believe you skanked without me….
August 24th, 2005 at 9:38 pm
BTW, I forgot to mention it earlier because I was late to getting to class, but why do you seem to be getting cooler and cooler?
August 25th, 2005 at 4:02 pm
The new site is a little wonky baby, I know it is probably just my crappy PC and the fact that I’m not using firefox….
Steve, you know I’m a pretty cool girl and it must just be rubbing off on our good friend Eric, he’s still a geek at heart, but I like it that way….
September 2nd, 2005 at 1:19 am
age 8, hmm….. reference to childhood trauma, your fathers age divided by dog years, the 8th realization of your website, how old you feel when you dance through the fields of yellow flowers, a clever name that relates to nothing- imposes import- and creates a melange of mystery and meaning?
Why, oh sage of the world-wide-web, why is it called ‘Age 8’ – unless you already explained somewhere and I’m just too lazy to find it….
by the way, Allie, I found your use of the word “wonky” to be a stunning choice. very descriptive.
September 2nd, 2005 at 8:28 am
Yeah, Age 8 because it’s the eighth version of the site, entitled “As Seen Through the Storm”, which is a slightly clever play on the handle StormSilver. If you want (and you’re bored), you can take a trip down memory lane by typing in “stormsilver.net/age[number]”, i.e. for Age Six you would type “stormsilver.net/agesix”.
September 6th, 2005 at 6:44 pm
It’s alive again! Now only if you’d update, I’m going to…
September 6th, 2005 at 9:23 pm
As high charlinator, and speaking for the people of Charlitopia 12, I (and therefore we) demand more newsification. If these demands are not met, we are prepared to enforce a global stormsilverousness ban for the duration of at least four hours. We do, however, politely request more D&D shenaniganous pictures be included with the next shipment of postophiles brand products.
Your partner in trade,
Charlitopia 12
September 6th, 2005 at 10:58 pm
I wish to be invited to one of these impromptu dance parties, wait a minute, I guess being invited to an impromptu dance party is kind of impossible due to the fact that it is impromptu. Right so I will just have to start hanging around all the time until I become part of one.
Dan J.
September 9th, 2005 at 3:41 pm
hey dude, how the hells it goin’?! i’ve got a question for ya: remember the Belkin KVM switch you used with your workstation and the original prototype box? ….yeah, that one. HOW DID YOU MAKE IT WORK?!! new intern needs to use it, but it won’t respond to the ScrLk key at all!!! and it has no buttons on it.
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kicking it doesn’t work either, so i thought i’d pursue some words of wisdom from it’s prior possessor.
..thanks man!