[Date Prev][Date Next][Thread Prev][Thread Next][Date Index][Thread Index]
[at-l] OT - I hate Shakespeare...
That is a matter of opinion. I don't think it is cool to hate either. :)
Do you know how many phrases we use everyday came
from Shakeapeare? Plus he had a cool house.
Victorious Dawg
PS. Did anyone hear the Dawgs score? Oh wait, I think that is
Orange Bug having a heart attack. Someone call an ambulance.
----- Original Message -----
From: "Curtis Balls" <cballs@verizon.net>
To: "'Felix'" <AThiker@smithville.net>; "'AT-list'"
<at-l@mailman.backcountry.net>
Sent: Tuesday, September 02, 2003 12:32 AM
Subject: RE: [at-l] I hate Shakespeare...
How refreshing to know someone who admits to hating Shakespeare. I used to
know a woman who hated music. It's okay to hate Shakespeare, it's not okay
to hate music.
>(Won't it be interesting to see how she feels about being called
> a 'saucy vixen' in front of 2.3 million strangers and Curtis?)
I taught her everything she knows.
You ate at a McDonalds!!! You come to NYC and you eat at a McDonalds? If
I'd only been here I could have saved you.
>...I saw, on the street curb...a plate and fork and skillet
> and bath towel. Why was that there? Anyone know?
It's the Ipswich Fairy having breakfast and a bath. Didn't you see him?
It's like the commas. You have to believe.
Monet and Caramel Parfait, hey? Which one was the copy? If both then I'd
say stay out of Ipswich and come to NY so I can feed you.
What a great trip report from the RPH privy to the road via NYC and Ipswich.
Nothing like it.
Bryant Park is the park behind the NYC Public Library.
Saucy Balls
> -----Original Message-----
> From: at-l-bounces@mailman.backcountry.net [mailto:at-l-
> bounces@mailman.backcountry.net] On Behalf Of Felix
> Sent: Monday, September 01, 2003 11:17 PM
> To: AT-list
>
> "My trip report", by Felix J. McGillicuddy
>
> Well, I did a little section hike back in March and had a wonderful time
> and I didn't write much of a trip report (though, I did post some
> pictures that I seemed to think were fandamntabulous)...so, I thought
> I'd write a better trip report about my second section hike of the
> year...and, maybe even one about my hike of the Art Loeb Trail this
> summer, too. First things first...(and, if this is enough already and
> you don't think it is trail-related enuff, well, my sincerest apologies.
> There is plenty of other crap to keep you busy)...
>
> The Shuttle
>
> My hike started out at about 6 p.m. on Wednesday, May 28, in the year of
> our lord 2003. It started with me loading a Penske Rental truck with a
> bunch of cases full of a bunch of musical instruments and equipment.
> After several hours of this, I was in the driver's seat and on my way.
> It rained. I drived all night. I drived to Secaucus, NJ where I checked
> in to a Holiday Inn at about 11 in the a.m. My good buddy Scoot was with
> me...or, I was with him. We slept for a while. Then, we got up and ate
> and then slept some more. We slept 'til about midnight...when we got up
> and left for something I think was called the Fourth St. Park...near the
> public liberry in NYC. We got there at about 1 in the a.m. We then sat
> on the curb and watched a lot of nothing happen until about 4:30 or
> so...when we started setting up the stage. After a couple of hours of
> this I find myself on the stage, essentially, during the filming of the
> Good Morning America show. (This guy I know was singing some songs using
> the musical instruments and equipment that I'd brought.) So, that went
> on for a while. Then, after it had stopped going on, we (that is me and
> Scooter) put all those intruments back in cases and back on the truck.
> Then, I got to drive the truck around the city for a while. I like that.
> We had a place set up for us to park the truck for a few days and we
> went there and parked it. We then went and (this will be
> trail-related...wake up) checked in to a hotel on Times Square. We
> walked around and had a good evening. I ate a gyros that wasn't as good
> as the ones I get in Bloomington, Indiana. I thought that was odd. I
> bought a magic 8 ball. The next morning I got up early and left my good
> buddy, Scooter. I rode the New York Subway for the first time ever. I
> mugged some guy. (That isn't true and I don't even know why I said it.)
> (I've never stalked anybody, either) I got off the
> subway...(hmmm...subway....hmmm.) in Chinatown and ate breakfast at a
> McDonalds where an employee pointed at the bathroom with his lips. Ya
> had to be there. After breakfast, I got on a bus called the FungWa bus
> (I think that's what it's called) and rode it to a city called Boston.
> (pant, pant pant...) When I got off the FungWa bus in Boston, there was
> a saucy little vixen there to pick me up. (Can of worms...can of
> worms...) This little vixen is lister Pilot...'98 northbounder that I'm
> seein'. (Won't it be interesting to see how she feels about being called
> a 'saucy vixen' in front of 2.3 million strangers and Curtis?) Anyway,
> after being given the run-around by this vixen...taken to several subway
> stops that...well, were just not the right ones...we finally made it to
> Waldeck Street in Dorchester. All kinds of things happened here over the
> course of the next few days. (www.penthouseforum.com/june03) Then, on
> Monday, June 2nd, I was taken to Ipswich, MA...where...I MET THE
> PARENTS... Some of the highlights of this two-night visit...cleaned up,
> of course..."It's not like it's chemistry"..."I MISS YOU!!!"..."Yeah,
> ptarydactyls are thick in Indiana"..."Is that a Monet?"..."I didn't know
> you had a brother." Anyway...I ate lobster...and, Caramel Parfait. One
> of the otter things I saw...wasn't an otter...but, while I was walking
> around the streets of Ipswich WAITING on someone with a HAIR
> APPOINTMENT...I saw, on the street curb...a plate and fork and skillet
> and bath towel. Why was that there? Anyone know?
>
> So... Now it is Wednesday, June 4th...We leave Ipswich early...at some
> point...we get to the place where we get off the interstate and drive
> down the Taconic Parkway a couple of miles to RPH Shelter. We parked and
> went to the shelter and looked it over. No Skeeter...so, I'm leaving.
> This is when the section hike actually began. We hiked from the
> privy-cut-off trail back to the road on the AT. I think it was about 40
> feet...maybe 50. Since I didn't have my pack with me, I didn't darken it
> on my big AT poster map that I use to keep track of my section hikes.
> The trail seemed to be in good condition for that 40 or 50 feet, though.
> We didn't see any other hikers. We were glad when we got back to the
> car. Later that day, we had lunch with my good buddy, Sundown in
> Williamsport, PA. When I got home, I ate ice cream...and, I might right
> now.
>
> --
> Felix J. McGillicuddy
> ME-->GA '98
> Privy-cut-off trail to Hortonville Rd 2003
> "Your Move"
> http://Felixhikes.tripod.com/
>
>
>
> _______________________________________________
> at-l mailing list
> at-l@mailman.backcountry.net
> http://mailman.hack.net/mailman/listinfo/at-l
_______________________________________________
at-l mailing list
at-l@mailman.backcountry.net
http://mailman.hack.net/mailman/listinfo/at-l