Terrapin Tables

Congratulations on your achievement... you're now published. Although it may be for a book on Post-It Notes, it's clearly far and above any sort of thing the rest of us well get in (save for Roy, but he's been in school for like, three decades now).

Nerd alert, DefCon 1. And yes, I had to look it up to figure out which DefCon was the most severe.

Nutcracker?

Yeah, a few years ago Irma and I went to watch the Nutcracker as a date. The following year we went with two other couples, and both me and Irma fell asleep and missed most of it. We were thinking of going this past Sunday to take Alex (she's probably old enough to appreciate it, now), but, well, yardwork and hanging Christmas lights seemed like a better use of the time.

Congrats Fatboy.

FWIW, as in, if some chick that reads this is easily impressed and ignores everything else I "contribute" here, I am also a published writer now...if a hot rod magazine counts as journalism. Every month baby, three to four sotries.

Writer?

I totally write. You need to check out the back issues of Crotches, Bacardi-O, Karl Jung, and .... whatever we decide for the week. Yes, I know it is terrible, and no I don't care. Gotta start somewhere.

Is that a denim shirt? Jeez.

The only thing I've value that I've written is some paper on computer hacking/security for a assignment freshman year. Since Gemstone put it up on the web, it's now part of Securityflaw's Information Security Bible (thankfully the link to my horrible paper is no longer). Clearly the only time "Rick Nelson" and "bible" are ever going to appear together in any sort of nontrivial sense.

As you might recall, that guy in the photo is dead. And he was from Kiester, Minnesota. *snicker*
Though it seems as though he must have left behind some relatively young children.

Rick Nelson fucked a bible once.

Once?

Rick's fucked a lot of things most people wouldn't admit to. I'm usually just along for the ride.

Rick, why don't you re-post your paper, or at least resubmit it to that website? Is it now an anachronism?
Also, I believe the reputation of Rick's penis is blown out of proportion due to limitations suffered under the condition known as "Tequila Dick." Not to say that his dick is not outstanding. Boy, is it ever.

Despite its current state of semi-retirement, the fact the very little ever stopped Rick from using his penis, while others were in the room, and awake, has established an image that no amount of tequila can wash away.

No matter how hard I try.

If my penis gets used in public, rest assured that all of humanity benefits from the experience. Especially the drunk girl. (Good think the J doesn't read this site)

An when's the last time it's been used in public anyway? I'll go with rubbing against Chris at a beer pong table.

Ahh, memories.

I'd be willing to be it was Chris doing the rubbing. Boy do I miss those days...

My god, that yacht-club party. That yacht-club party, oh my god. These chocodiles, Haley, oh my god.

You know it's a good party when 75% of the people are a) strangers and b) convinced you're gay, and you still pull a cute blonde. Well, I did. I think Rick ended up getting sucked off by whomever lost that last 3 a.m. game of beer pong. After, of course, he walked around smoting people. That he didn't know.

I miss Colby and her apparently disposable income.

By the way, I ended up dating that chick for a few months, and it was a disaster. Because it's always a disaster.

And yeah, that's an American Dad reference, but I don't know how I feel about that. I don't think it'll be a regular thing.