Sunday, September 29, 2002

Reach Down Your Hand In Your Pocket, Pull Out Some Hope For Me
The LSAT is six days away, so if you don't see me, hear from me, if I ignore you, if OUT SAVING THE WORLD doesn't get updated, anything, really...chalk it up to the fine folks from the Law School Admission Council. I'll be back to reality Saturday afternoon, just in time for the OU game.
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Tut's comment thingy looks pretty spiffy. I'll see if I can get that on here sooner rather than later.
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If I haven't talked to you since September 22nd, and you don't hear from me at all this week (which you probably won't, see above), call/e-mail/IM after Saturday and harass me. Tell me I'm being a bad friend. I'll take you to Shakey's.

Mind The Gap
Two London-themed items for tonight:
1. Props to Jill, Kara and Lor for tonight's "London Party" and to Drew-boy, Britt and Aud for rousing games of "Life" and "Malarkey."
2. For the latest from the U.K., visit One Bright Blue Moment from fellow "Ed" aficionado and good friend Tut.

Wednesday, September 25, 2002

Condimental Viewpoint
FRS raises an interesting question--which is the most multi-purpose condiment, salsa or ranch dressing? Now, don't get me wrong. Without salsa, my life would be devoid of some of its meaning. I mean, there are few things better than really good chips, especially warm chips, and really good salsa. I've yet to find the perfect salsa, though the stuff at Casa del Rio back in the homeland of Waukesha comes damn close.
But for versatility, Ranch takes the ribbon. I think it's the smooth, pourable texture of ranch that earns its status as the true jack-of-all-condiments. It's a veggie dip, it's a salad dressing, it's great with chicken fingers, tasty on burgers, it can even replace sour cream in Mexican dishes. Rarely could it take the place of salsa, but it frequently goes well beside it.
So, FRS, consider this a resounding "Aye!" for Ranch. But don't get OSTW wrong: we will not live a truly full existence until tartar sauce gets the credit it rightly deserves.

Happy wEDnesday
It's time for the OSTW recap of the Ed season premiere...
* Kenny quit the bowling area, but now there's a brotha' with attitude (played by Daryl "Chill" Mitchell) who will likely become Clark's hero.
* Carol and Dennis are ENGAGED. And Carol is being just as rude and hostile to Ed as someone I used to call "Carol" but no longer has that title. (Remember, the "Why Does My Life Have To Be Like That Of TV's Ed Stevens Club" disbanded over the summer, and morphed into the much simpler "We Like To Watch Ed On The TV" Club.)
* On a more practical note, I fear this whole season will be a Friends-esque build up to the wedding with Ed constantly trying to break things off. Eddy boy, wake up! Carol's just playing you for the chump you are! Dang, I'm bitter.
* Clem Snide's "Moment In The Sun" is gone, Foo Fighters is back with the "original" Ed theme song. I like both, but "Next Year" just exudes Ed.

Monday, September 23, 2002

Fresh From The Weird Factory
I don't think many Brookfield Academy-related folk visit OSTW, but for those of you who do, I just had the strangest IM encounter with one Richard Raney, as is transcribed here. For those of you not familiar, Werlin refers to Judy Werlin, the history teacher at my high school. Pay particular attention to the time stamps:
TerminalPrep212 (11:40:01 PM CDT): viva la WERLIN!
Mizzou6520 (11:40:11 PM CDT): non-west posse
TerminalPrep212 (11:40:45 PM CDT): werd to your moms
Mizzou6520 (11:40:59 PM CDT): word to peggy
TerminalPrep212 (11:41:01 PM CDT): know i have heen having ...visions of her
Mizzou6520 (11:41:30 PM CDT): visions?
TerminalPrep212 (11:42:27 PM CDT): yes, i have been short curly haired women wherever i go, and i call out the name of werlin in hopes that it is her and we can be reunited, but alas is not her and i look like a date rapist
Mizzou6520 (11:42:54 PM CDT): that's kinda scary
TerminalPrep212 (11:43:11 PM CDT): tell me about i'm the one seeing mrs. werlin wherever i go
TerminalPrep212 signed off at 11:43:18 PM CDT

Hot Off The Presses
Three new blogs for your reading enjoyment, linked on the bar to your left. Read "Aloud" if you want to hear pure truth. Do not read "The Edge of Reason" if you have a penis. It will make you mad, or at the least just kinda scared. (CONFIDENTIAL TO THE EDGE OF REASON: I love you lots, but girls suck just as much. It's a two way street, my friend.) Read "Phoenix Rising" only if you like Radiohead and/or sports.

Thursday, September 19, 2002

Avast, me matey!
'Tis be National Speak Like A Pirate Day! Yo ho ho and a bottle a'rum.

You Might Work In Broadcast Journalism If...
You have two random encounters with friends in one day, and in both you use the term "IFB" in normal conversation.

OUT SAVING THE WORLD: KOMU News Discrepancy Report
In non-producer speak, how did things manage to &*@# up during our shifts this week?
1. Prompter crashed during World Report, and it was the first time this person had done WR to boot.
2. Mic in booth broke, so the producers could not speak directly to the anchors during the show.
3. Health package in the Monday 10 had no audio.
4. Sportos didn't have the tease script ready, so when we had to dump out of the aforementioned health package with no audio, anchors didn't exactly know what to say.
5. Wednesday morning recuts guy doesn't exactly "know what he's doing" yet. Therefore, I always have to produce *and* run prompter *and* finish cutting the World Report during commercial breaks.

Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you.
No matter how bad a bad day is, it always gets better when they play Wonderwall on the radio.

Sunday, September 15, 2002

On Dining With Dean Loggie
So, I got to have dinner Friday night with Dean Logan. He entertained us with the story of how, when he was 12, he went on a tour of the M&M factory and got locked in, and all that was around were M&Ms and water. I proceeded to stab myself with a fork.

On Drinking With Friends
Good times were had by all on both Friday and Saturday. Some of us had good-er times than others.

Friday, September 13, 2002

Happy Journalism Day
That's right. It's the day when children across the world hang their stockings with care, to find in the morning that Saint Walter Williams left them a reporter's pad. I'm already looking forward to Rilla Dean giving the traditional toast with Missour-uh River water. Good Times.

Six Days Later...
3500 Delmar Court has killed almost all of the flies, but the seasonal allergies are running rampant. The BBQ was still fun despite the side effects.

Monday, September 09, 2002

Swash Yer Buckles, Matey
Apparently, September 19 is Talk Like A Pirate Day. OUT SAVING THE WORLD will be marking the day in full force...and we hope you do, too. Or ye'll walk the plank!

Sunday, September 08, 2002

I'm Happy if You're Happy
Thanks to all 30+ of you who came to 3500 Delmar's kickin' BBQ yesterday. The house still smells like bratwurst, garlic, olive oil, and fun times. At least most of the flies have left.

Bizarro Land Part II
My Tigers just keep on rolling. I've always felt kind of bad for never participating in the "toss an orange onto the field after the first touchdown of the year" tradition. After all, it is the only tradition that Mizzou expressly discourages (while they simultaneously come up with half-baked "new traditions" like the Tiger Walk and the "values monument." I bet once Tiger Plaza is finished they'll cook up something stupid, like if you rub the tiger's tail you'll get into the J-school.

Southfield Silliness
State of the neighborhood this morning, post-crazy-parties-everywhere:
*Propane tank (empty?) sitting on top of our mailbox.
*Box of tampons in the middle of Prescott Drive.
*Orange barricade on the sidewalk of Harbor Park Drive.
*Three street signs missing.

Wednesday, September 04, 2002

How Long It Has Been
OSTW apologizes for all of you who have been waiting for your blog fix, so here you go. I'm living in a weird Bizarro-land where Mizzou wins football games against halfway-decent opponents and sleep comes only after 30 hours of being awake.

This blog entry is brought to you by Sudafed. Sudafed, when you really want to get doped up good, make it a Sudafed.

Yea, I'm definitely not feeling good. But, all will be better by Saturday...cookout, my house, 1:30.

FOOTBALL GAME INSIDE JOKE: "Did somebody say buffet?"

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