Monday, January 29, 2001

I had to read over that entry two times before finally realizing that it said planets instead of "plants". I was mad because I thought that I was going to be some plant keeper in the future, instead of doing something awesome. So now, all is well. I am the PLANET collector.

|Brought to you with love by Leah- Je suis aimee. |





Tuesday, November 13, 2037

Aww...come on Judah! Don't make me come home.

Hey you guys, did you know that in the future, Team FUN! rules the world? It's nice [yes please admit him Ms. Farian , I'll just be a minute]. The smaller countries do whatever we say!

Judah and Adam are the Presidents of the World, Swifty is the Head of Alien Policy, Alex is fighting a war against evil in the Far Reaches of Space, Leah collects planets, and Nickd is running the FUN! political machine. Everyone else has important Jobs too, but I can't be expected to keep tabs on everybody; we have over 100 members you know, throughout the Known Universe.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have an important meeting with the Prime Minister of England.


|Brought to you with love by Mr. Floyd Wright - Assistant Director of the Diplomatic Relations Arm of Team FUN! |





Thursday, February 1, 2001

For the love of God, Adam, archive! This page has gotta be over 200k now.

Also, Floyd, in case no one mentioned it to you, only Ariana is allowed to time-travel. Alex did it once and got into trouble... IN THE PAST.

So you would think that, given my already pretty damn incredible lips, the addition of strawberry chapstick would make me pretty much the most desirable man that ever lived, right? I mean, hey, kissing me is like kissing a strawberry, well known to be the sexiest of fruits. Plus, kissing me is already like getting 10,000 volts of DC applied directly to your face, but in the good way.

Unfortunately, this does not seem to be the case. I fully expected the women to be lining up to ride the tidal wave, as it were, and that line failed to materialize. I dunno where all the normal girls went, but i guess overnight this state became populated with girls who aren't interested in beautiful, shiny, strawberry lips.

|Brought to you with love by Judah - all you ever do is walk away |





Monday, January 29, 2001

The world looks more beautiful today. The frost on the grass in the morning glistens more brightly, the sun on my skin is more pleasing, and furry animals seem softer.

This can only mean one thing: I have finished filling out and sending every single one of my college and sholarship applications, letters of recommendation, and transcripts...FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.

And I thought my life was fun before. Now, people! To the mountains! Snowboarding every weekend!


|Brought to you with love by Floyd - Now to do my taxes |





wednesday, january 31, 2001

i must say that i carry a heavy heart in the knowledge that floyd has fallen to the whims of a grammatically correct society. i can only hope that stuart has the courage to persevere, [because i'd sure like an armband.] for the time being, i may only dream of the day when all words shall be treated with equal respect; no one word shall rise above the rest in the dominant practice of capitalization. viva la lowercase!

|Brought to you with love by meg - stand strong, my people. |





Wednesday, January 31, 2001

AHHHHH! TODD!!!

|Brought to you with love by Adam - what the?? |





Tuesday, January 30, 2001

Holy Electric Everything, Todd's back!

WORD.

|Brought to you with love by Judah - nonplussed |





Tuesday, January 30, 2001

in an intastella burst

i am back to save the universe


|Brought to you with love by Todd - boo yah! |





Tuesday, January 30, 2001

Attention Team FUN!

A newsletter has been sent to you all via electronic-mail. Please be sure to check your email for said newsletter... well newsletterS, because I am a fool and messed up.

If you recieved no such newsletter, please contact Judah and I so we can get you a copy of the newsletter.

That is all. Business as usual.

|Brought to you with love by Adam - Workin' it. |





Tuesday, January 30, 2001

Team FUN! is saddened to announce the resignation of Mr. Chris Monroe. Both Mr. Monroe and the Team FUN! Administrative board agree that his style was dissonant with that of the majority of the members, and while that is not always a bad thing, in this case it served as a distraction.

Mr. Monroe will be missed as a regular contributor. He writes for his own page at www.chrismonroe.f2s.com.

In other administrative news, a number of hazing assignments sent out on the 10th of January were not submitted at all, and there are currently no legitimate assignments out, so there will likely be no new members for a while yet.

|Brought to you with love by Judah - Administrating Ain't Easy |





Tuesday, January 30, 2001

CHRIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Did you just say "Thanx"?!?!?!?!?!?!?? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?!?!?!? I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!!!!

|Brought to you with love by Adam - AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |





Tuesday, January 30, 2001

Thanx Adam, I was also perturbed by the scrollbar that my entry caused, therefore, I completely support your effort, and hope that the fair citizens of Fun shall do the same!

|Brought to you with love by Chris - Needs a lot of help |





Monday, January 29, 2001

Chris... as charmed as I am by virtually any attempt to attack traditional writing styles directly in the knees, I am irritated to no end by horizontal scroll bars on websites. Your pseudo-revolutionary strike against the beloved spacebar caused such a horizontal scroll bar in my oh so lovely 800x600 screen resolution, and that bugged me.

So I'm excercising/abusing my right as Team FUN! Administrator to edit your entry just a tad so that it no longer causes this problem. Surely, you understand.

|Brought to you with love by Adam - easily irritated |





Monday, January 29, 2001

Chris, about your not using any space bar idea. What a clever and witty thing to do! Actually, funny thing is, my friend and I used to do that. We would message people with no spaces and say that our space bar had gave way and wouldn't work. What fun we had!

|Brought to you with love by Leah- my sweater is on backwards and inside out. |





Monday, January 29, 2001

Good afternoon fellow chocolate lovers! I hope you all enjoyed your Toblerone from last time. And I hope you are all ready for this week's feature: Whatchamacallit

I'd never tried the Whatchamacallit chocolate bar before, mainly because the name is so damn unappetizing. But I thought it make a good subject because I'd never tried it before, and it remains a relatively untried candy.

I found the Whatchamacallit to be quite tasty. However, what chocalate-covered caramel, cookie, and peanut butter bar wouldn't be tasty? In truth, I think the Whatchamacallit is a cheap imitation of the higher quality Reese Sticks. At first I thought, "What a blatant and pathetic rip off."

However, after extensive investigation on the behalf of your faithful reporter (I turned the wrapper over), I discovered that the Hershey's corporation makes both candy bars.

You thought you were being loyal to some imagined Reese's Corporation (hopefully owned by Grandaddy Reese), but in reality it is just a subsidiary of the giant Hershey's conglomerate. Live in ignorance no longer my friends.
Another interesting fact: Reese Sticks weigh a total of 1.5 oz, while their rival Whatchamacallits weigh 1.7 oz. So...umm.

|Brought to you with love by Floyd - There, now get over it-I'm just lazy |





Monday, January 29, 2001

wellaslongaswearedoingawaywithcapitolshowaboutgettingridofspacesandpunctuation

Bad idea? Probably

|Brought to you with love by Chris-theutterlyconfusing |





Friday, January 26, 2001

I'd just like to thank you for that "Wheeeeeeeeeeee", Ariana. It made me giggle!

|Brought to you with love by Leah- get the funk out my face. |





Monday, January 29, 2001

Wheeeeeeeeeee

|Brought to you with love by Ariana - The sky is falling |





Sunday, January 28, 2001

Shame on you. I love my capital letters, and I want to use correct punctuation and grammar. It's my right as a citizen of these United States. Without proper capitalization, The Beast would be loosed from its eons-old prison. And that would mean the destruction of Earth as we know it.

Now, for something completely different. An avant-garde play.

Man 1: Hey, what's that thing there?
Man 2: It's...DISCOMFORT!

Have a nice day tomorrow, all.

|Brought to you with love by Alex - I was thinking about making this anonymous, I'm not particularly proud. |





Sunday, January 28, 2001

What in the heck is fooch?

|Brought to you with love by Leah- make em say uhhhh. |





Saturday, January 27, 2001

On the one hand, I've always been in favor of sticking it to the man, but on the other, I can't handle an endless string of lowercase characters. Naturally I don't know where to come down on this whole capitalization/bastardization-of-a-perfectly-good-language issue.

There are lots of issues that I am very clear on, however, and I would like to use this forum as a medium for my propaganda:

  • I am very pro-meatball. Spaghetti is great, but the meatballs add a whole new dimension. The whole drama of "On Top Of Spaghetti" is gone if we don't feel the tragic loss of the meatball. Meatballs make the ideal food-missiles, too. They hold their shape as you accelerate them to launching speed, and they disintigrate in a red blotchy wonderful mess when they strike a hard target.
  • I am very anti-tuna. I know that will strike many of you as a radical belief, but I have my reasons. Tuna are discriminated against. People like dolphins because they have been in a sitcom. Tuna get the shaft. So don't eat any more tuna. Plus, it tastes like fooch.


|Brought to you with love by Judah - Pravda |





saturday, january 27, 2001

i'm happy to be able to join your movement! i've pushed it a little further by stopping the capitalization of the date (seen above). if there were lower case numbers, i'd use them, but as of press time, they did not exist. i'll work on armbands, and posters!

|Brought to you with love by stuart - i'm a part of something! |





saturday, january 27, 2001

power to the people that reject these stagnant laws of capitalization. we shall overcome.

|Brought to you with love by meg - has no need to shift. |





Saturday, January 27, 2001

Hey Floyd, do you take Paypal?

|Brought to you with love by Jeff - Capitalize your damn name |





Thursday, January 25, 2001

Doctor Floyd says: eat some chocolate.

here is your bill:

emergency fee: $372
reference fee: $260
use of facilities: $130
waking the doctor: $120
bullying the new guy into fixing all of your problems: $900


|Brought to you with love by floyd - and the doctor was out |





Thursday, January 25, 2001

HELP! Somebody quick cure me of the deathness I seemed to have acquired and cannot shake. It can best be described as scurvy, syphilis, the bends, or fake plastic trees (I am well aware now that the last one is the lamest thing I have ever written, but I am delirious so give me a break). Anyway, to cure me I assign.......the new guy?

|Brought to you with love by Jeff - Loves sore throats and post-nasal drip. |





Tuesday, January 23, 2001

Well, for those of you that don't know, which is most likely all of you, I broke my arm about 5 weeks ago snowboarding in Canada. Breaking one's arm sucks for many reasons, but under no condition did it suck so bad as on this particular occasion.

Thanks to my gimpy arm, I had to go "on leave" from my job as a busser at a local restaurant and consequently I have found it difficult to scrounge enough cash for the staples of the decadent life I lead. I'm speaking of course of gas, and food.

Anyway, I found myself late for something or other and rushing out the door. I get into my car and lo and behold the needle is far below the empty line. There is no question, I need gas, but all I have is some small change in my ash tray. Yet, I have no choice. I must sheepisly place a small pile of change on the counter at the gas station, which the gas lady glares at before starting to count.

And so I stood there, a murderous line starting to form behind me as I waited for the woman to painstakingly count that mess of loose change.

I was so late.


|Brought to you with love by floyd - late, broke, and wanting to rob a bank |





Tuesday, January 23, 2001

A few things to keep in mind as you venture into the day:

I like cheese. It is good. Cheese can fly. Don't eat frogs. It makes them sad. Especially on Tuesdays.

Hi, I'm a dyslexic monkey. My friends call me Bananaman. But I spell it Namananab.

When in doubt, eat at trout. Or, if you prefer: "When in doubt, drink a glass of water, then you won't be thirsty anymore." that one comes from a friend of mine, but I cant remember who, sorry.

Brushing your teeth is a good idea, but please, whatever you do, don't try to brush your tongue.

Lather Rinse Repeat, must be done in that order, or results may vary.

Make good use of this vital information, many slow fat kids died to bring it to you! Oh, and hello to this floyd guy....

|Brought to you with love by Chris - Yes I am (I think...) |





Tuesday, January 23, 2001

Funny you should bring up Toblerone, my sweet Swedish chocolatey treat. (Every thing good comes from Sweden, by the way - toblerone, my volvo.)

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EDITOR'S NOTE:

It has come to my attention that Toblerone is not from Sweden, but is in fact from Switzerland.

However, I stand by my premise that everything good comes from Sweden.

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Anyway, I was just talking with our sweet sweet Alex just the other day about a short movie script my friends and I had written sophomore year in which the villain is named "Don Toblerone" (like the candy.).

Now, for those of you who have been visiting my website for as long as I've had one, you may remember I had this script up on the site for some time. Then, when I redesigned, I removed that file from my server. THEN!... when I reformated my hard drive, I didn't back those files up.

As luck would have it, the old server on which I kept this file remains still in tact (although, i stopped paying for this service a long time ago..). So I retrieved the file before it was too late.

And so, it is with great pleasure that I present to you - "Talk Cat"

Maybe someday I'll get the right hardware and get the actual movie "Talk Cat" up on the internet.. it's one-thousand times funnier on film than it is in script...

Enjoy

|Brought to you with love by Adam - TOBLEROŅE! |





Tuesday, January 23, 2001

Toblerone..mmmm...

|Brought to you with love by Leah- one cool cat. |





Monday, January 22, 2001

Welcome, Floyd. You like good music. Congratulations.

You and I have much in common, Floyd-man. I, too, am a chocolate taster. Unfortunately, my palate is not nearly as refined as you. In fact, my abilities extend only as far as being able to discern whether an object is chocolate or not. I have enclosed some of the results of my scientific experimentation here:

  • "This Side of Paradise" by F. Scott Fitzgerald: not chocolate.
  • blank CDs: not chocolate.
  • Sprite can (aluminum): not chocolate, but tasty in its own way.
  • dirt: unable to tell. The color points to it being chocolate, but the taste says otherwise.
  • kittens: not chocolate. BETTER than chocolate.
  • chocolate: chocolate.
I know. I'm not as good as you, Floyd. But I'm trying! Off to go eat some more kittens.

Judah, Monday the 21st is a valid and real holiday. As is Grunday the 56th.

|Brought to you with love by Alex - this is the part of me that thinks all ants are cavemen. |





Monday, January 22, 2001

Hello, Floyd.
I really think Leonard Nimoy should eat more salsa


|Brought to you with love by Justin - Leonard Nimoy and salsa are two fantastic things |





Monday, January 22, 2001

Well, to be honest, when I applied to fun for a position as writer/chocolate taster, I really wasn't sure if I'd be granted the request I'd so slyly included. That is I thought I would simply be designated as writer, and the second part would be more or less disregarded.

However, since the rather unexpected title has been granted, I have taken my duties completely seriously. Thus, i would like to submit my first official chocolate report to the goodly citizens of FUN!

Toblerone: White Chocolate

This traditional chocolate company makes perhaps one of the finest chocolate snacks available on the planet. With milk, almond nougat, cocoa, and real honey, there is nothing quite as truly delicious as the Toblerone.

Their white chocolate variety is one of their classics and quite possibly my favorite. Please, for your own sake go out and enjoy a Toblerone today.

Please note that I am not receiving any sort of monetary or material incentive from the Toblerone Corporation for writing this article.



|Brought to you with love by floyd - what? i take my chocolate seriously |





Monday, January 22, 2001

Welcome aboard, Floyd. I let Adam have the honor of introducing you this time, but allow me to say I quite enjoyed your hazing assignment and the humorous appearance of nickd.

In the spirit of picture day, which seems to have been two days at least (plus Alex's mysterious hybrid day, Monday the 21st...), I present the following image, scaled down because it already takes me ten fucking minutes to load this page. Note the double cutaway showing the uncontrollable hair and sideburns. I call it... bustin' a move.

Bustin' a Move?


|Brought to you with love by Judah - Unmasked |





Sunday, January 21, 2001

This is a picture of the girl I am so totally going to marry.

|Brought to you with love by Adam - so totally engaged |





Monday, January 21, 2001

I saw this outside of my house this morning. In the spirit of picture day, I took a picture of it. Then it ate my family. I didn't really care.

|Brought to you with love by Alex - apathetic bastard child. |





Monday, January 22, 2001

I'm a time traveller, of course, Jeff.

|Brought to you with love by Ariana - Mairzy dotes and dozy dotes |





Sunday, January 21, 2001

It is time I confess to the world my love and knowledge of Billy Joel. Last night at music trivia, I won the game by answering which of five songs was not on Billy Joel's Greatest Hits Volume III. I am not ashamed to admit that I not only knew the answer, but own his Greatest Hits Volumes I, II, and III. And finally, Mr. Joel is starting to pull his weight, winning me a dozen carnations and a military marching CD.

I have no pictures, sorry. My problem is with Ariana. Leah said today (Sunday, January 21, 2001) is picture day, and you put your picture up tomorrow, the 22nd. What were you thinking? Anyways, welcome aboard Floyd! Even if YOU don't capitalize your name, I will.


|Brought to you with love by Jeff - Out of the metaphorical closet |





Sunday, January 21, 2001


Thank you for your support on my idea of Picture Day. There's me last night. I had a picture night with 4 of my friends.


|Brought to you with love by Leah- blah blah? blah. |





Sunday, January 21, 2001

picture day; good call, leah.

charcoal sticks under my fingernails.

drawing studio open assignment, from 2 o'clock wednesday morning.


[ps]-- hi floyd.


|Brought to you with love by meg - is on holiday in rome. |





Sunday, January 21, 2001

Well I woke up today and read it was picture day, so I grabbed my camera and set out to see what I could find. Luckily, outside love was in the air, and I took this picture:

ahh..love

Thanks for the welcome, it makes the hours (approximation) I spent slaving over my application and hazing assignment all so very worth it. I never knew slaving could be so FUN!


|Brought to you with love by floyd - love smells like pancakes |





Monday, January 22, 2001

Hiya, Floyd! Belated "hiya!"s to Chris and Justin also because I'm so rude. It's great not being the new chick anymore.

I also don't have a webcam at my disposal for Picture Day, so I'm just submitting a self portrait instead.

This is me at the thought of buying a webcam.

|Brought to you with love by Ariana - Whyeee? |





Sunday, January 21, 2001

Team FUN! welcomes Floyd Wright of Rancho Cardova, California to the team.

Everyone, say "Hi, Floyd."

Hi, Floyd!

|Brought to you with love by Adam - I do it better than Judah |





Saturday, January 20, 2001

Today is PICTURE DAY. So take a picture, it'd only be right.

|Brought to you with love by Leah- hear you me! |





Saturday, January 20, 2001

Mwah ha ha! My creation is complete. From a lifeless mass of infrequent posts, I present to you an active and witty group weblog. Revive, fun.pitas.com! Revive, and show the world your wrath! Arise, my unholy monster! I AM GOD, AND I HAVE CREATED LIFE!!!!!!

Now let's go terrorize some villagers.

|Brought to you with love by Alex - yeah, I'm a hypocrite. |





Friday, January 19, 2001

Love me tender.

|Brought to you with love by Leah - eh? |





Friday, January 19, 2001

Attention Males: Prepare to shudder!

April O'Neill

That is all.

|Brought to you with love by Judah :: shudders :: |





Friday, January 19, 2001

I like how Ariana can travel through time.

|Brought to you with love by Justin - Marty!!! |





Wednesday, January 17, 2001

To make matters worse, not only was Pearl Jam on the Top 100 Countdown, but they were 79, where My Aim Is True (not his best album, but still) by Elvis Costello was 80. That is ridiculous. I cannot express in words how upset I feel. Perhaps one word. Bamboozled. There, I said it.

|Brought to you with love by Jeff - More pissed off than Ross Perot dealing with kids |





Wednesday, January 17, 2001

Ariana, of COURSE they have more than 100 songs at their disposal. But you fail to realize that, assuming 50% advertising time, 720 minutes are left in the day for music. Dividing this by the 100 songs you allocate yields 7.2 minutes per song- much longer than your average pop song. So "Last Kiss" earned its five times a day. I'll not worry about the calculations and just assume that the song is one fifth of 7.2 minutes long.

|Brought to you with love by Stuart - Loving every minute of finals |





Thursday, January 18, 2001

I hate Pearl Jam because Last Kiss was easily one of, if not the most annoying song of last year. To top it all off, everyone else loved it. I know so because it was on the radio 5 times a day. Is this really necessary? Surely there are more than 100 songs at their disposal, why the need to replay songs more than once a day? Espescially something as awful as Pearl Jam.

|Brought to you with love by Ariana - You killed your baby because you just had to have that last Bud. Good one. |





Tuesday, January 16, 2001

AHHHH!!! VH1 is counting down the top 100 greatest albums of all time!! AHHH!!!! Pearl Jam!!!!! Why must VH1 forsake me?! This type of thing is the real cause for cancer and heart disease! Pearl Jam!?!? HOW!? WHY!? Even worse! People will now find this site looking for a Pearl Jam site!!! What the hell did I do?!?! From now on, everyone must start their posts with a disclaimer reading as follows; I hate Pearl Jam......(point of discussion). I understand this mostly applies to me, as I account for roughly two-thirds of all posts.

|Brought to you with love by Jeff - Slowly calming down (gotta love tranquilizers) |





Tuesday, January 16, 2001

I found a dead body in Economics (class) today.

My friend Rolo wanted to poke it in the eye with a pencil.

DEAD BODIES EVERWHERRRRRE!


|Brought to you with love by Adam - I archived! I archived! Thank God Almighty, I archived! |









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