| 22.10.01 - What A Long, Strange Weekend It's Been - reptillikus | |
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So im supposed to go to a party
on friday with bryan and vyle, only he goes and gets sick like the
day before, loses his voice, the whole nine yards...Then i found
out that 'purple tooth' was going to be there (evil, annoying
woman impersonator), and me and bryan werent so sure it was a good
idea, so we didnt go. Well apparently a whole bunch of people felt
the same way! Sorry jen! It wasnt my fault, it was vyle's!
I swear! So naturally im here hanging out, trying to get some mp3s but not succeeding, the whole nine yards. Saturday comes, and lo and behold (!) vyle is better! Well, im out with dawn, so too fucking bad! ah hahahah! So im coming home from her house around 10:45, and make a pit stop at everyone's favorite Dunkin Donuts. Before i can even get an iced tea out of the fridge, i hear a chick to my left say, 'Arent you bryan's brother?' Yes the secret is out! I am his older brother, so there! Turns out its two chicks who are like best buds with his girlfriend, who was, at the time, out with bryan at the 'movies', or so i am told by them. Then Jeff, another friend of his, came out from that secret back room area that only dunkin donuts employees are granted access too, where the chicks roam free and the donuts are plentiful and free....And whisks me away to 'can i help you land?'. So i get my donut, say bye to all, and leave. Actually, it wasnt all that bad, and No Jeff, im not mad, that wasnt the stare-of-death, that was the stare-of-get-me-a-donut. So off i go again, and as soon as i get home and log on, i am bombarded by IM's by vyle and james, telling me to come over, and to come over, and lets go, get over here. So out the door at 11:00. My destination: edison. I arrive and its me, vyle (who looks miraculously better now, almost as if he was never sick at all!), james, and ox. commence loud death metal and beers! then was the food trip around 1:00(?). Diners are cooler late at night. But the trip home at 3 it where it starts to get weird. Im traveling on rt.9south, still in oldbridge. As im gaining on yet another traffic light, i notice two of the three lanes have parked cop cars in them with flashers on. Well, since im in the right lane, i continue, but slow way the fuck down. Turns out the right lane was coned off, and i had to take the shoulder to get around. About a hundred feet past the cops, in the middle lane, i see a sandal. Just one, no people, no cars, but some 'stains' scattered around the road. About 200-250 feet past that is a body bag in the median. I dont remember people looking that lumpy before, it must not have been a pretty sight. Queue saturday morning: A music convention in raritan. Me matt and al attend. As we're traveling up rt.9, and we get to the light near outback steakhouse, two ambulances come tearing up the road, and pass us. Later we see another coming from the opposite direction. they were headed into a shopping center, but god only knows why you need three there, it mustve been bad. As we continue, we get past the rt9/rt35 merge, and come upon another accident (!!). This time its in the shoulder, two 'cars', i tihnk one of em was one of those cars that tries to look like a really small SUV. Well, the one car, the hood was smashed so it was up, and the other car actually had no trunk left, it was totally flattened. Looked like everyone was ok, though. Past that, up onto the bridge, and another(!!!) accident. Two cars, in the right lane (of a very busy two lane bridge). the car in back with his hood up, and two business type people just standing there, waiting for god only knows what, while traffic build up like a mother fucker. well, thats where all the fun stopped. We finally get to the convention, and it sucks ass. Like sucking hairy 75 year old hippopotamus ass. It was all really old records, no record labels showed up, only one bad was there, a shitty unsigned hardcore band, who mustve thought wed think think they were cool, despite my cannibal corpse shirt that shouldve told them otherwise. It was a total waste of time, but driving over the shitty home grown skate ramp in the parking lot was cool, though. they just dont make wood like they used to. Oh yeah, by the way, thanks go out to matt for telling me to make the stupidest turn we couldve ever made, and taking us in the wrong direction. Oh well, at least the ride was full of antics and hysteria. Never leave the three of us alone, random, bad things might happen to anonymous people. we get back, matt makes a trip up to work to do something and never (!) returns! I still dont know where he is, or where he went. So me al, and his bro put in Gauntlet: dark Legacy, and proceeded to play a three player (sine the fourth was m.i.a.) games for hours. it was cool. Only, when i finally left, since he had to go to sleep and all, (damn employed people). I leave get in my truck, and notice...something on my side view mirror. Apparently someone thought it would be cool to egg my truck door. And we all know what eggs do to your paint. So today i was forced (darn) to wash it, even though the truck needed it anyway. I do have one more thing to say, though.....When (not if, because i will) find out who did it, i will fuck your car's (cause i know its gonna be a shitty lowered-so-low-i-could-drive-over-it honda) paint so bad you wont even have primer left on it when you see it. And that's not a threat, its a promise.... |
| 18.10.01 - no shit! - reptillikus | |
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Right on!
Yesterday bryan, dawn and matt got me awesome gifts for my bday: they bought me a ps2, Gauntlet: Dark Legacy, a second dual shock controller, and two dvds: Office Space, and Fight Club. How fucking cool is that?! You guys rock! ...So we tried to watch the dvds, only the picture was fucked up, it would get bright, then fade out,and back in, over and over again. Nowhere in the troubleshooting was this listed. Well, turns out that there's this anti-copying deal where it wont work right if the a/v cables are hooked up into a vcr. So today i went out and bought myself a new multi-tap (G:DL is 4 player), memory card, and a rf switch. So now it works, and it kicks ass. Woo hoo! |
| 16.10.01 - The Alarmclock... Implimentation of Communists? [Communist Series] - Ratslayr | |
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To me there is no worse of a sound in the entire world.. You may ask "Why did they design it to be such a horrible noise" I will tell you why.. The alarmclock was invented by Communists.. yes COMMUNISTS.. Anyway.. it turns out to be the remains of a plan set forth in the days of the "Red Scare". The plan was.. "If we can make an object of pure evil.. one that will wake these american bastards every day of their lives, with a hanus noise, then we will crush them!" "We can simply use this noise on the battlefield and watch those yankee bastards run around and attack one-another" So here you have it.. that alarmclock.. that simple alarmclock sitting besides you as you sleep.. is in actuality a implimentation of world destruction. -Rat, Saving the world one person at a time... |
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15.10.01 - fuck me six ways to |
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Well its another monday....
It would seem that i am going to have alot more time to dedicate to the site for a little while.....So my job has suffered alot sonce the whole wtc thing, right? I mean, we supply shit for the airlines, so of course its gonna affect us. Any way, weve been pretty much out of work for the past couple of weeks, and today was the big day. Lay-offs. Pffft! Out the door i went. Guess i shouldnt have bitched out the head of human resources back in may, huh? Oh yeah, i decided to sell out, and get a forum so i could be cool like everyone else, so register and post away! In the future: I am in the works of creating a 'reviews' section for various cds, which will contain all of our obviously superior opinions on the cds currently filling our cd racks and stereos. Oh yeah, and one final note: It could be worse-it could be ebola... |
| 14.10.01 - A new abandoned building in NJ? - Elfstomper | |
| Do you like abandoned buildings? well heres one that i came across that isnt in weird NJ or any other site. Ever here of the Camden county Health Services center? well let me fill you in, Its a 7 floor massive hospital that closed its doors for good sometime post 1996. From what i found inside, it was used mainly as a drug rehab hospital, but it also had a phsyciatric ward. I was there from 1:30 to 3:30 last night and i swear to you i only covered 45% of it. If you like large abandoned buildings complete with furniture, tunnels airshafts and a nice roof 75 feet of the ground to hang out on, get in touch with me and well plan a tour!!!!! -----ELF |
| 9.10.01 - his hair, his hair, his hair is on fire... - reptillikus | |
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we dont need no water let the mother fucker burn, BURN MOTHERFUCKER, BURN!!! Apparently, some dumb shit over in Afghanistan was trying to burn another american flag today. Only, i say try, because while he was burning it, he accidentally set his beard on fire, and then burned to death! That should teach the fucker... ok, check this out: A little Rock woman was killed yesterday after leaping through her moving car's sunroof during an incident best described as "a mistaken rapture" by dozens of eyewitnesses. Thirteen other people were injured after a twenty car pile-up resulted from people trying to avoid hitting the woman who was apparently convinced that the rapture was occuring when she saw twelve people floating up inot the air, and then passed by a mon on the side of the road who claimed she claimed was Jesus. "She started screaming 'He's back, He's back!' and climbed right out of the sunroof and jumped off the roof of the car," said Everett Williams, husband of 28-year old Georgeann Williams who was pronounced dead at the scene. "I was slowing down but she wouldnt wait till i stopped," Williams said. She thought the rapture was happening and was convinced that Jesus was going to "...lift her up into the sky," he went on to say. "This is the strangest thing I've seen since I've been on the force," said Paul Madison, first officer on the scene. Madison questioned the man who looked like Jesus and discovered that he was dressed up as Jesus and was on his way to a toga costume party when the tarp covering the bed of his pickup truck came loose and released twelve blow up sex dolls filled with helium hich floated up into the air. Ernie Williams, 32, of Fort Smith, who's been told by several of his friends that he looks like Jesus, pulled his truck over and lifted his arms into the air in frustration, and said "Come back here!" just as the Willaims' car passed him, and Mrs. Williams was sure that it was Jesus lifting people up into the sky as they passed him, according to her husband, who says his wife loved Jesus more than anything else. When asked for comments about the twelve sex dolls, Jenkins replied "This is all too weird for me. I never expected anything like this to happen". |
| 9.10.01 - skeptipotomous, The Skeptical Hippo - Bryan | |
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in light of elfstompers accounts of the slaugher house, i thought i'd add my two cents in. (after all, i was there the first time as he mentioned)
now, to start off, i was going to play Diablo II instead because it really wasn't sounding worthwhile, but when i heard even Ratslayr was taking the trip, i thought i'd tag along. i never thought i could find anything as boring as this slaughter house. first off, everything was already broken, so there was nothing to break. second, we didn't see a damn thing. there wasn't even blood stains. we scored a bunch of Identification tags for the piggies, but that's about it. waiting for the bat to accidently land on your head in the attic was cool, but it was an overall let down. the meatball and parmesian sub i had for lunch today was more entertaining. if we go back, i'm bringing my skateboard, and sledgehammer. one for the long trip to the houses and the other to demolish them. |
| 8.10.01 - The return to the slaughter house - Elfstomper | |
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To all of you out there that are as big into the paranormal as me, you might find some intrest in this post.
The Marlboro slaughter house. In the western Monmouth county area, this place has probobly been in countless stories and myths sputtered from your friends lips. It had been when I was growing up. My friends would always speak of this run-down abandoned slaughterhouse in marlboro that was on the property of the Marlboro menatal institution. Through out the years i tried to find out where it was but i always got discombobulated stories from people. After awhile, i just gave up hope and stopped looking for it. Early this year i picked up Weird NJ issue 16 and for the first time, i saw proof that the slaughterhouse exisited. The quest to find out exactly its wearabouts was taken off the shelf, and mabey 7 years after initially hearing about it, I found out exactly where it was. On my first trip up to the slaugher house, i never actually saw it. The people i went with got lost in the fields off allen road, and i was becoming more sick by the second from a vral infection, and had to turn back. I spent the rest of the night puking, youd think i actually saw a ghost, but no luck. The second trip up consited of myself, my brothermy friend kevin and his brother bryan. Kevin has been to tons of places like this b4 but had never seen the slaughter house, so i knew we would have a better time finding it, and we did. My heart was racing at the excitement of finally getting to see this legendary place witch had been a part of my personnal folklore for so long. We explored it thoroughly; Holding pens, attic, boiler room,and the surrounding yard. I have been to a few other places suspected to be haunted, and the slaugher house showed something in common with all of them. No paranormal activity, nothing to scare us , nothing to make us run screaming. Aside from us all sitting in the attic and playing the "witch person is the bat gonna hit first" game with a friendly flying rodent, it was kind of a dissapointing journey. That night we also decided to travel down Allen road a bit, which is the road that runs by the slaughterhouse. Down the road we saw an abandoned white house. Now this house may have shown some activitiy. we kept hearing weird noises but thought nothing of it. Across the street inbedded in the brush is an old garage, which looks normal by all means untill you look out the back window. you realize then that your actually on the second floor and there is a lower lever. we checked that out and noticed a huge cinderblock wall which seemed to be placed for no reason in teh middle of the back yard of the garage. behind that was waht looked like and old livestock keep house. On this particular night it was getting late, so we left without exploring it. I didnt think id ever come back , but little did I know what would happen when i did. The date was Saturday october 6th. My girlfriend and I had come back from college to my house for the weekend. After seeing a movie we were suppost to called my friend bill to see what he was up to, but he didnt pick up his phone. WE decided to go to his house anyway with the plan that if he couldnt do anything, we would take a walk. It was a beautiful night, very light cloud cover with a bight mostly full moon. I couldnt think of a better place to go for a walk then the fields that led to the slaughterhouse, so that was the secondary plan. When we got to bills house we realized that we woke him up and his brother al was getting ready for bed, so we told him about our secondary plan. He and Al were both up for it , because they have never been to the slaughterhouse b4, so it was on. We all packed in the explorerand headed out. I told them the story behind the slaugherhouse on the way up , but told them that its my personal opinion that the slaughter house and surrounding area is nothing more then a rundown lump of crap. with that in mind we went into the slaugherhouse, less exploring for me this time because of my disillusionment, but Bill, Al and Cari seemed to think it was pretty cool. I never thought it would happen , but ironically for me, the slaugherhouse actually got really weird this time in. We were all hanging out just shooting the shit about the slaugherhouse in the room with the attic opening, when i walked into the room opposite the freezer. Now i've been in this room Before and never go a vibe from it, but this time i felt really really uneasy when i went in , the room was still, then all of a sudden i noticed my breath, and thinking about earlyer, i had not previously noticed it, at least not as thick as it was, it almost looked like I was smoking. With this taken into effect, I immediatly looked at Al and said "Al, did it just get like 20 degrees colder in here? as he entered the room all he said was OHh damn! At the same time Bill complained that he heard a gate nearby creak open. That was enough for me and as fast as I could i explained what happens when a paranomal act is about to occur to my friends (tempreture drops dramatically before paranormal activity )and i rushed them out of the slaugher house. When i got out I looked at my head lamp and noticed that it was barely lit enough for me to see aything. It previously had been at a good level, and ive never seen flashlight batteries die that fast.It was a nice night of about 55 degrees, but it honsetly dropped to freezing in that room and All i needed was Al's reaction to vouch for that. For some reason that would have drove me home right there, but for somereason i wanted to check out the livestock house on the other side of the ciderblock wall by the garge down allen road. With just 2 flashlights now between the 4 of us, We checked it out. Nothing special just a bunch of old animal crap and mud. The quality find came when we went outside. Cari shined her light above the pen house and illuminated a Silo of some sort mabey 25-30 feet high. I was a wonder how we previously hadent seen it. Bill and Cari stayed back about 15 feet, still with a good view of the silo, because the wanted to leave the said they kept hearing footprints, but me and Al were more concerned with the Silo. We hacked a path with a branch to about 3 feet from the Silo. We then paused for about 2 minutes while contemplating climbing the ladder that lead to the top of the silo and decided not to clib it because it was too old and rusty and covered with vines. Just as we were about to start walking around the silo I heard a faint Banging, witch sounded exactly like hands (open palm) slamming the inside of the Silo. No sooner then i had turned around to ask al if he heard the same thing, the sound god consirably louder and louder till youd think what ever was in it was about to bust out. We all ran out to the front of the garage, when we realized nothing was chasing us, we made a break for the explorer and headed home. WE dont know what was in that Silo. All we know is that all Four of us heard a hard pounding with a definet rythm that seemed to echo. We ruled out a deer because, although deer like to am things, a deer wouldnt have been able to get the perfect quick rythm that was coming from the Silo. It was definetly coming form inside the Silo given the echo to the pounding. We also ruled out machinery, because all machinery we found in the area, like the automatic licvestock feeders and tractor parts are so old and decrepid, they would never work again. Could it be that we have stumbled upon Mr. Allen's hermatic silo home, or were other forces at play that night. As sick as it is , I know ill head back soon to find out. |
| 7.10.01 - with liberty for just us, not all - Bryan | |
| so here i sit eating my pancakes, scrambled eggs and spam, with cheese, and a side dish of fried spam, i hear the news that we are bombing people. now, for the whole time, i sat by and brushed the topic by, but no more. i'm all about it now. they are blowing shit up, killing people, and making demands. this is cool. blowing shit up is cool. i'm now interested in whats going on. instead of watching a plane fly behind a building a blow up 50 times a day, i get to experiance our retaliation. so i change my opinion, from "eh..." to "hell yeah, kill more people" and i ask you, what's gone wrong with this country |
| 3.10.01 - you know its a monday when you... - reptillikus | |
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I cant remember half of the shit i wanted to say, except for the fact that its not really monday, but for a moment there it certainly felt like one. There was a shitload of stuff that i wanted to do today, but instead i washed the truck. Man did it need it, too.
However, i did do something creative....Since photoshop is on the fritz over here, i havent made any new graphics, but i set up a section of pics for the wtc, mostly altered pics that people have sent to me. So do the right thing for your country! Send me all your anti terrorist pics so i can post them! And view them here I would also like to send out a hello to Vyle, our newest member... |