Tuesday - 2/20/07

11:44 AM Michael: how was your weekend?
12:05 PM Paul: it was pretty killer. how was yours?
12:06 PM Michael: it was alright
12:07 PM not terribly eventful but i did have some good times
how's mac?
Paul: pretty good. didn't see too much of him, as he'd rather play video games than go get drunk at a bar. to each his own.
12:11 PM you should come up and get drunk with me at a bar
12:15 PM Michael: that sounds exactly like what i should do
Paul: i know
Michael: so i will
12:16 PM Paul: excellent
12:17 PM Michael: i'm sure i'll be in nyc before april
Paul: indeed
Michael: i just need to figure out a good weekend
Paul: perhaps i'll figure out how to motivate myself onto a bus to d.c. - any birthday plans?
12:18 PM Michael: i haven't thought much about it
i could make birthday plans
Paul: you could. it is less than a month away
12:19 PM Michael: i'll give it some thought
ah
here's a plan
you come to DC
the end
Paul: wow. you think fast.
12:20 PM Michael: well thanks, i take steroids
Paul: you're also high
12:21 PM Michael: if by "high" you mean high on drugs, then yes
Paul: yes, i mean high on cocaine. the drug.
Michael: cocaine is a winners' drug
12:24 PM i'm on the fast track to cooltown and you'll just have to wait at the train station with your mouth agape as my crack train blows by you in a gust of wind and money
Paul: i think that might be the most amazing thing you've ever said
Michael: thanks
12:26 PM i only say facts i know
12:27 PM Paul: you say true truths, soothsayer. may your mighty brain be not hollowed out by the cocaine moles digging through it. for all time.
12:29 PM Michael: ah blind poet, your stirring meters have touched the void in my consciousness and breath'd to it righteousness of which i dare not speak. your station being so humble, must inveigh against the less noble men who, in mortal despair, do perfidy towards grace with a thin white line
12:33 PM
Paul: lines that long for nostral passages ne'er before traversed are mere brothers of the deep brews that dredge the depths of ones internals, eternally siphoning the tempered blood. AVAST! Forthwith shalt the hops and barley be mine sea, depression the vessel of shattered dreams! (it's not fair, you majored in classics)
12:36 PM and how did we go from "fast track to cool town" to fucking crazy ass poet speak?
Michael: excellent question
we're great
Paul: excellent answer
Michael: and your poetic reply was superb
12:38 PM Paul: it's still not fair. you and your background of epic poetry puts my mind to shame
Michael: that's true, i have substantial experience there, BUT your philosophy background can make it up and then some
Paul: mayhaps
12:39 PM Michael: no one can waste words on meaningless doublespeak better than a philosopher
Paul: well, maybe a politician
of which i also have experience
Michael: good point
12:40 PM you have received votes for the presidency
or at least vote for the presidency
12:42 PM Paul: did you vote for me? i know you voted for me to be the attorney general of massachusetts
Michael: that was in 2002, in 2004 you were my write in vote for president
12:43 PM you narrowly edged out dwight eisenhower
12:44 PM Paul: that's right. well, we might like ike, but paul cannon's the shit
that's my campaign slogan
"paul cannon's the shit, son"
12:45 PM Michael: i'll quickly run out and make a hundred thousand bumper stickers that say "Paul Cannon's shit, son"
12:46 PM Paul: hahahaha
and then i will run you over with one of the many cars you stick them on
12:47 PM Michael: that seems like a fair solution
Paul: it's agreed then
hey
12:48 PM whatever happened to duels? like, andrew jackson shooting somebody on the white house lawn?
Michael: that's a great question
12:49 PM men were men back then
that's a good campaign slogan too
"Paul Cannon: Men Were Men Back Then"
12:50 PM Paul: Cannon/Dubitzky: We're gonna kick your ass, bitch.
Michael: Cannon/Dubitzky: The Future Stops Here
12:51 PM Paul: Cannon/Dubitzky: Please shut up.
Michael: Cannon/Dubitzky: Read my lips, kiss me
Paul: Cannon/Dubitzky: Give Us Your Money, Keep Your Children
12:52 PM Michael: Cannon/Dubitzky: A Duo of Two
12:53 PM Paul: Cannon/Dubitzky: Vegetarian and the Jew: Red States Suck
12:54 PM Michael: Cannon/Dubitzky: Absolution of your sins with every vote
12:55 PM Paul: Cannon/Dubitzky: We're Hungry
Michael: Cannon/Dubitzky: We'll Tell You How to Cure Cancer
ok, i'm on board
but i have to go
Paul: adios
Michael: a pleasure, as always