Not sure why radio shows would need a trailer. Not sure why I made this a couple of days after their last show of the year. Here’s some clips of Jourdan and Adam cigging.
Love,
Kyle
Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | December 16, 2008
Under the Bodhi Tree Trailer
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: Cigs, Jews, KCOU, Under the Bodhi Tree
Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | December 14, 2008
Adam Dance.
Expect some outtakes from my English Project film as the upcoming days go by. Here’s Adam dancing around.
Love,
Kyle
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: Adam Risman, Dance, jew
Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | December 10, 2008
10 Reasons You Miss the 90s
Ok, so today I came across someone in a No Fear shirt, which prompted a couple of thoughts:
- Where the hell did they get that shirt?
- Where the hell can I get that shirt?
- Why is the retail value on that shirt still $20?
- What ever happened to seemingly everlasting trends such as No Fear?
Anyways, all of these thoughts really got my brain on a roll, eliciting the following list, the 10 Reasons You Miss the 90s. If you’ve ever finished a sentence with “Psyche!” (Jourdan), ever chanted U-S-A! (Jourdan), ever quoted 3 Ninjas and Surviving the Game more religiously than many people quote the Bible (Jourdan, and okay, Adam), or defended on countless occasion the continuity errors in Mighty Ducks 3 (Jourdan), then you still have a grasp on the 90s. For the rest of you, I’ve complied a small list of semi-specifics that helped make the 90s the greatest decade in years.
If you are under the age of 18, this list does not apply to you. Get off my internet please.
First, the Honorable Mentions: Street Sharks, Paulie Shore, Goodfellas, Pizza Sticks and Friday School Lunch Pizza Day, Plaid Shirts Unbuttoned to Reveal Undershirt, Slap Bracelets, J’NCOS, FUBU, Laugh Track Comedies (Full House, Step By Step, Family Matters), American Beauty, Vanilla Ice, Jim Carrey’s Career.
Now on to the list…
Miley Cyrus lovers can just go to Hell
10) Britney Spears was still attractive: God forbid I am one to judge phsyical appearance. Looking at myself, I know it’s not really my place. But I believe in this specific case I have earned the right. Pre-2000 Britney Spears led to more awkward alone moments in my room than the few months I got blurry Cinemax accidentally. What happened these past years to Britney (and me, for that matter) is completely beyond my understanding. Thank god for the internet, in all its glory, for whenever I need a throwback moment I can just google image myself back to 1999.
9.1): Really Good NBA players being screwed out of the potential to win an NBA title because of poor timing, aka being around when MJ existed: Despite the fact that mere days into the 90s was the downfall of the greatest human in the history of humans, the 90s had a lot to offer sports-wise. The Chiefs were really good at picking up over-the-hill players and making something of it, but the best sports stories of the decade took place in the NBA and MLB. First and foremost there was Michael Jordan. The most recognizable face in the world. Literally beating out Elvis for that title. (plus easily the most recognizable silouhette in history, sorry Lincoln). But more important than MJ himself was the list of slightly-above-average-NBA-players who never had a chance at winning an NBA title because of Michael Jordan. And beit not for gambling accusations and the baseball coverup, you’d be on this list too Hakeem and Clyde. So here’s the list: Reggie Miller, Shawn Kemp, Patrick Ewing, Tim Hardaway, Glen Rice, Every Player on NBA Jam for Sega, Stockton and Malone, Charles Barkley, Detlef Schrempf, Tony Danza, Dan Majerle, Chris Mullin, Mitch Richmond, Karl Malone again. Heck, Pippen and Rodman barely got credit for winning an NBA title and they were on Jordan’s team. The most competitive years in NBA history were the two that Jordan was absent for during the Bulls’ run. And now on to the other important sports story from the 90s…
What physical changes? I seriously don't see it.
9.2) The lack of knowledge about steroids, and all the awesome fucking home runs we got to see because of it: I am going to ignore the best baseball player of the 1990s, and who should have gone down as the greatest of all-time, Ken Griffey Junior, because it makes me sad to think about all of the potential that there was. God dammed injuries. His voice will always reign supreme, though. Hi, I’m Ken Griffey Jr. Let’s play baseball! But the 90s gave us the most American baseball of all time. Giant Biceps, long home runs, and everyone loved every second of it. Can anyone honestly say they’d change the McGwire/Sosa Home Run chase for some honest Florida-Marlins-small-ball bullshit? I know I wouldn’t. This is America, not France. So I salute you all, Manny Alexander, Rick Ankiel, Jeff Bagwell, Barry Bonds, Aaron Boone, Rafael Bettancourt, Bret Boone, Milton Bradley, David Bell, Dante Bichette, Albert Belle, Paul Byrd, Will Cordero, Ken Cminiti, Mike Cameron, Ramon Castro, Jose Canseco, Ozzie Canseco, Roger Clemens, Paxton Crawford. Wilson Delgado, Lenny Dykstra, Johnny Damon, Carl Everett, Harrison Ford, Kyle Farnsworth, Ryan Franklin, Troy Glaus, Rich Garces, Jason Grimsley, Juan Gonzalez, Eric Gagne, Nomar Garciaparra, Jason Giambi, Jeremy Giambi, Optimus Prime, Jose Guillen, Jay Gibbons, Clay Hensley, Jerry Hairston, Felix Heredia, Jr., Darren Holmes, Wally Joyner, Darryl Kile, Matt Lawton, Raul Mondesi, Mark McGwire, Guillermo Mota, Robert Machado, Damian Moss, Abraham Nunez, Trot Nixon, Jose Offerman, Andy Pettitte, Mark Prior, Neifi Perez, Rafael Palmiero, Albert Pujols, Brian Roberts, Juan Rincon,, John Rocker, Pudge Rodriguez, Sammy Sosa, Scott Schoenweiis, David Segui, Alex Sanchez, Gary Sheffield, Scott Stapp, Miguel Tejada, Julian Tavarez, Fernando Tatis, Maurice Vaughn, Jason Varitek, Ismael Valdez, Matt Williams, and Kerry Wood. I will never forget your balls.
The Y2K Scare: Everyone remembers the most hyped New Years since 1000. Bomb Shelters reminiscent of Blast From the Past were being built to protect us from the impending doom. I think this top 10 moment of the 90s may go down as the biggest overreaction of the millennium, as well.
There was no childhood tradition more frustrating than watching some incompetent kids fail at assembling the shrine of the silver monkey.
7) Nickelodeon wasn’t a piece of shit: Nickelodeon once had a simple concept: Put kids in a seemingly dangerous situation, add gak, rinse and repeat. Nickelodeon’s Kid’s Choice Awards: gak. What Would You Do?: gak. Wild and Crazy Kids… and gak. It was a flawless method. Plus their seemingly invincible lineup of Hey Dude, Pete and Pete, Salute Your Shorts, Family Double Dare, Legends of the Hidden Temple, and Global GUTS can’t even be rivaled by NBC’s current Thursday Night Comedy Lineup. All That, Kenan and Kel… where art thou? All of your cartoons, where? Nickelodeon, we hardly knew thee.
6) Whoopie for the block: Hollywood Squares gave a generation of weren’t-famous-enough-to-be-has-been celebrities a second chance. If it weren’t for Hollywood Squares, Gilbert Godfrey may have dissolved into celebrity oblivion, but instead, he is now the loveable voice of Afflac! You’re welcome, world. Bruce Vilanch once a week? Yes please. Squares filled the beating a dead horse one-liners fix that every American needs.
“Peter Marshall: Which of your five senses tends to diminish as you get older?”
“Charley Weaver: My sense of decency.”
Pure Gold.
5) Portable Electronic Pets: Nothing says to your child: “I don’t trust you with another living creature, not after the “hugging too hard” incident that killed Fluffy.” like a nice Tamogatchi. Thanks, Mom! I really wanted a Lost World themed baby T-Rex.
The tension was palpable.
4) Who Shot Mr. Burns?: The greatest show in the history of television gave us the greatest cliffhanged in just the same. Screw Fonzie jumping over the shark on skis. Never have families crowded around there televisions with more anticipation, more hope, more love, more TV Dinners than the over-two-seasons-special about who shot Mr. Burns. My personal guess was Groundskeeper Willie. You could win a million dollars if you guessed it right. I’m not going to spoil it for those of you that have missed it and are now motivated to go watch, but Maggie shot him.
3) POGS:Marketing meeting for Pogs:
“Ok, Jim, what do kids like?”
“Well Mike, my kid just plays with the cardboard box that his toys come in.”
“How about we cut up the box into little pieces and sell that shit. What’s your kid named?”
“My son is named Pog.”
“We’ll name it after him, then.”
2: Getting Pissed when your TY tag got ripped off a beanie baby: Beanie Babies tops the list of things that you collected with false hopes of some day selling for tons of money but are in fact, worthless. They just beat out State Quarters, Pokemon Cards, and 1988 Buick LeSabres. There was a Beanie Baby for everything. Has there ever been a more profitable death than that of Princess Diana? I feel like that’s probably how she would have wanted to be remembered: I contriversial death and enshrined as a purple bear with absolutley no resemblance or ties to the monarchy. I’m still surprised McDonald’s didn’t try and profit with a Jon-Benet Ramsay teenie-beenie baby. Complete with Ransom Note Tag:
The tag on your Collector's Edition Jon-Benet Ramsay Teenie Beenie Baby
1) OJ was innocent: Forget the recent makeup call, OJ Simpson’s innocence was the best part of the 1990s, even sparking me to have a new favorite car. If the glove don’t fit, you must acquit. And if you do acquit, I will get high as hell and talk about how I would have done it to some guy in an elevator in Las Vegas, ironically the same place where I will be convicted for a different crime later in life. It was this phrase that got OJ off the hook. OJ narrowly missed our list for Naked Gun 33 1/3: The Final Insult. It was essentially a coin flip between the two for the number one overall spot. I can’t even drink orange juice without snickering now. Thanks Juice, you’re the man.
Well that concludes my list. Thanks for reading!
Love,
Kyle.
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: 90s, Beanie Babies, Britney Spears, OJ Simpson, Pogs
Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | December 3, 2008
Under the Bodhi Tree Presents “Top Albums of 2008″ Pt.2 (Adam’s list)
As explained in Jourdan’s previous post, the year of 2008 is drawing to a triumphant close. Below is second half of Bodhi Tree’s 2008 wrap-up of the year’s best in musical compisition. We hope to have a slew of random Bodhi-esque awards to hand out at some point, but for now this simple list will have to do.
10a. Heartcore- Wildbirds & Peacedrums
-While you could argue that this technically may not have been a 2008 album, these Swedish vocal-heartthrobs dropped this beauty on American soil back in May. I stumbled upon this band only a few weeks later thanks to the ever-so reliable Good Records, who spun the record as some friends of mine prepared for an in-store performance. My friend Jess and I immediately found Mariam Wallentin’s vocals to be a more badass reincarnation of Feist. Her chemistry with Andreas Werlin can only be matched by the adorable couple I was forced to tie them with in tenth place, featured below.
10b. Re-Arrange Us- Mates of State
-This is the one pick I’m expecting quite a bit of flack for, but I refuse to make any excuses. The rapport between this husband and wife is so delightfully harmonious that after 9 months of constant exposure and listening I still can not get over it. I’m sure you have your notions on Mates of State, but if any of them are based on their previous work then do yourself a favor and give this record a listen. Hearing tracks like “Get Better” and “My Only Offer” just make me want to shrink them down and carry them in my pocket everywhere. For lack of a better, more masculine adjective, this is the cutest album of the year.
9. Rook- Shearwater
-This album is full of contradictions in a most admirable way. It’s soft (“I was a Cloud”), yet hard (“Century Eyes”), pessimistic (“Rooks”), yet harmoniously beautiful (“The Snow Leapord”) all at the same time. Anyone who questioned frontman Jonathan Meiburg for abandoning his post at the Okkervil River during the height of his former band’s existence is almost certainly retracting their unwise criticism. On a side note, the album release show for Rook at The Parish in Austin may have been the year’s best live performance, just ask anyone who was in attendance.
8. Silent Movie- Quiet Village
-A smorgasbord of intricately connected samples make Silent Movie an almost ideal soundtrack to a rather audacious year. As I stated when I reviewed this album for KVRX this summer, it’s the sweet, satisfying dessert following a delicious meal that features The Avalanches Since I Left You as the main course. The album fluctuates through ambient melodies to fast, meant for a late Saturday night timbres, all the way into reggae and soul, provoking imagery of film along the way, just as advertised.
7. Laulu Laakson Kukista- Paavoharju
-Another example of why 2008 could be considered the year of the Scandinavians, Paavoharju takes psych-pop to a whole new level. The foreign name may throw your expectations a bit off the mark, but this album evokes a variety of musical styles, that flow together in an unexpectedly fluid manner. The greatest thing about this album is that people can enjoy it from a multitude of interpretations. Some may use it to fall asleep, while others remain fully engaged, bobbing there head to “Kevatrumpu” as they finish the day’s tasks.
6. A Certain Feeling- Bodies of Water
-Hearing a band for the first time in a live setting and loving them can almost be poisonous, particularly when they are playing almost completely unreleased material. Thus was the case with Bodies of Water, a band who reeled me into their vicinity 3 times over the course of SXSW 2008. Once again, this band’s intertwining of male/female vocals hits the spot, but in a much more unique manor than any other album’s I’ve encountered in 2008 or otherwise. Through their well-aligned and extremely demanding vocal energy, its clear that David and Meredith Metcalf are on a joint mission that is not to be met with vexation, whether you are “Gold, Tan, Peach, or Grey.”
5. Crystal Castles- Crystal Castles
-To the chagrin of many doubters, these remix wizards lived up to the hype when it came to dropping material of their own. Through their own mix of samples, innovation, and vocal modulation, Alice Glass and Ethan Kath made the syncopation of screaming and dancing socially acceptable. The best exemplification of Crystal Castles’ talent: they can even make a Health song sound good. I honestly can’t think of another act who could pull of that miracle.
4. Alopecia- Why?
-Despite putting a song on his palm that we can’t read, Yoni Wolf once again gave the world access to a revolutionary outlook of hip-hop in 2008. If you know me well, then you should be aware of the fact that 2005’s Elephant Eyelash may very well be my favorite album of all time. Only a man who would fly to my funeral from anywhere would impress in a situation with such high expectations. He may be a landmine as opposed to a ladies man, but his expertise has yet to explode.
3. Devotion- Beach House
-Not surprisingly, this is one of my two overlaps with Jourdan’s list, and honestly, you would have to do quite a bit of excavating to discover a legitimate 2008 music wrap-up that doesn’t credit this album with the respect it deserves. Their dreamy melodic pop will whisk you away into a state of relaxation only the non-working folk on the shores of Florida can imagine. Whether it be distant percussion or swirling, effortless vocals, this album is pristine to its core. In year that was headlined by the tough times brought about by an economy gone astray, Devotion plus a glass of red wine may be the ultimate prescription for a stress-filled day.
2. Third- Portishead
-No band in the last 15 years has operated in such a hidden shadow of fright and secrecy. Even in their heyday , when they essentially founded the trip-hop genre, Portishead was a mystery, rarely preforming live or granting interviews. After two brilliant albums, the band went into a ten year hibernation period, almost seeming forgotten sans the routine appearance of a song from Dummy in a movie every so often. Portishead may have only been out to prove that they still had it with Third, and that’s fine, because they definitely still do. We all know what a decade-plus wait can do to expectations and results (see the predicted disaster of Chinese Democracy) and usually it is simply a matter of how close can you get to matching the hype. While I may be a bit bias, my favorite band of the 90’s showed us all in 2008 that they are still musical staple, one of the big guns that should never be written off as long as the slightly neurotic and farouche Beth Gibbons can still operate her majestic vocal chords.
1. Miami Ice- Icy Demons
-Once again, this may be met with some controversy because it was released in Japan in 2007. Nevertheless, these Chicago natives deployed their latest LP in America this Summer. In my opinion they are the best mix of innovation, creativity, talent and fun available in the industry today. They can hook you with any instrument, whether it be the bouncy keys on the album’s title track or the swooning bass on “Crittin Down to Baba’s.” I honestly can’t listen to just a single track on this album. Each note serves a single fix, and I’m an attic that simply craves more. Any band who can say they opened for Of Montreal and outshine them release wise in 2008, deserves the accolade of album of the year. Don’t agree with me? Then in the wards of frontman Griffin Rodriguez aka Blue Hawaii “Fuck it dude I say whatever.”
Honorable Mentions:
Dance Party in the Balkans- Alaska in Winter
Parc Avenue- Plants & Animals
Ode to Sunshine- Delta Spirit
Arm’s Way- Islands
Spectrum, 14th Century- Final Fantasy
The Rhumb Line- Ra Ra Riot
The Midnight Organ Fight- Frightened Rabbit
Water Curses- Animal Collective
Come into My House- No Kids
S/T- Hercules & Love Affair
Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | December 2, 2008
Under the Bodhi Tree Presents “Top Albums of 2008″ (Jourdan’s list)
Alright, I know we haven’t blogged/done a show in awhile, and I haven’t contributed one bit to the Bodhi Tree Experience in awhile. So, without further ado, I’d like to present my half of the 2008 Bodhi Tree certified albums of the Year. Hopefully Adam will have an equally awesome and somewhat similar list also to put up sometime soon. And also I do realize its only the beginning of December, but according to my research the only albums still to come out are from this babe and an over-hyped DVD/CD from these jerks (Justice).
(List is final, any complaints contact KCOU music programmer Jonathan Hutchenson)
10.Parc Avenue- Plants and Animals
-These Canadian’s first full-length album offered all the laid-back-folksy-chill-jamming of Dr. Dog (who also released a solid album), but really just worked better start to finish. Probably would be higher if it was still summer and I could listen to it with the car windows down or floating down a river. Solid stuff, can’t wait to hear more from them.
9. Attack & Release- The Black Keys
-Albeit, still maybe an inferior album to 2003’s Thickfreakness, but this Danger Mouse produced has all the heavy hitting guitar and drums any rock fan can handle. Plus enough Danger Mouse influence to groove to. Hopefully the Keys will continue to experiment with different producers and keep filling out their sound, or they would be fine just kicking out rocked out grainy blues hits. Probably the best party appropriate album of the year.
8.When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold- Atmosphere
-Top hip-hop album of year for me. Slug MC’ed and Ant Produced (who definitely has thrown his name in with El-P, Madlib and Danger Mouse for hip-hop producing), “When Life Gives You Lemons…” gives a surprisingly deep and introspective album, with the occasional club thumping track, mixed in between Slug’s mellow and serious style, rhyming over mostly a live band style jams. “Shoulda Known” is a heavy contender for track of the year.
7.Third- Portishead
-Probably will be higher on Adam’s list. I never really gave Portishead much of a chance until this year (thank you Radiohead for your acoustic cover on youtube) link. Never really bought into Trip-Hop much either. But “Third” proves how ignorantly writing off whole genre’s of music can sometimes cause you to miss out on something that really is beautiful and amazing.
6.Meo suo I eyrum vio spilum endalaust(???)-Sigur Rós
-Album translation “With Buzzing in Our Ears We Play Endlessly”. Sigur Rós’ latest took home many Bodhi Tree awards this year. Best music to mindlessly listen to while studying or reading. Best music video of Icelandic hippies running around woods naked. Best music to imagine yourself walking around to as the last person on the face of the earth.
5.Soft Airplane- Chad VanGaalen
-The 5th spot on a yearly top 10 list should mean a lot for an album that I have only heard 3 tracks from and for the first time a week ago. Maybe some recency bias is in effect, but I don’t care, because the (freshly in my mind) 3 tracks that I haven’t stopped listening to in this last week are absolutely genius. Perhaps if I had been listening to “Soft Airplane” since it actually came out in September it would be even higher. Add in VanGaalen’s insanely tripped out and detailed artwork and music videos, and a track about a TMNT mask, “Soft Airplane” successfully beat out Destoyer’s “Trouble in Dreams” for a spot on the list for “destroying” Dan Bejar at his own game.
4.In Ear Park- Department of Eagles
- What is there to say about Department of Eagles? Everything I liked about Grizzly Bear I like just as much about D of E. I think Daniel Rossen proved with his cover of JoJo that he can sing about anything, in any quality, with any assortment of instruments, and I will find it vastly enjoyable. Yes, Grizzly Bear might still be better, and yes D of E is less depressing and offers a fuller sound (which shouldn’t take away from the album, but it kinda does). Nevertheless, “In Ear Park” is still worth listening to for a solid month out of due respect.
3. Dragging a Dead Deer Up a Hill- Grouper
-My one pick that hopefully seems obscure enough to validate my spot as a pretentious music college DJ. I don’t know what label works the best for Grouper, who from the little I can find out online is a solo act by the name of Liz Harris from Portland. Grouper’s sound is Ambient, drone, and shoegazer. Which basically means she plays sitting down surrounded by pedals with the audience silently watching their tight jeans rub together and uncomfortably shifting the weight of their feet, while she softly sings into a mic and lightly strums a guitar. However, “Dragging a Dead Deer…” is hands down the most beautiful and entrancing album of the year. The perfect album to fall asleep to. Harris’ soaring vocals really do float around the room mixing and overlapping with the soft guitar filling out a remarkably deep and layered sound.
2. Elephant Shell- Tokyo Police Club
-Complete opposite of the album mentioned above. Start to finish, short, loud, punk, attitude. Enough pop to make it accessible to basically everyone. Perfect for getting pumped for a night out or a late night LSD crowd.
Three way tie for #1
1a. In Rainbows- Radiohead
-I don’t really need to talk about this album, just explain why it’s sharing its spot. Official release date is Jan. 1, 2008. However, like most people, I got it online for free in October (I know, I didn’t pay anything, but I did buy the vinyl for 15 bucks later in the year). Not sure how other lists will handle this, but without protocol I’ll respectfully include “In Rainbows” as a potential winner of Under the Bodhi Tree album of the year (awaiting Adam’s verification).
1b. Kala- M.I.A.
-Maybe I only put this on the list to see if I can get Adam to seriously consider beating me to death with a barrage of PS3 controls and my own refugeed vinyl’s, or maybe “Paper Planes” is the biggest song in the world, and has more amazing remixes than “I’m from Barcelona” has members, or still, maybe M.I.A. is simply so trend-settingly hip that by mentioning her in a blog for the 7th trillion time I can get her blogosphere existence to swell so huge that she could possible explode, causing her hype to smash through everything trendy until the last 15 years of fashion, music, and art are completely destroyed beyond repair and we will be forced to go back to 1994 in terms of culture and I can happily wear flannel and listen to pavement as I ride a skateboard to the arcade quoting Pauly Shore in “Encino Man”.
1c. Devotion- Beach House
-My real top album of 2008. Like grouper, Victoria Legrand vocal’s can cause religious hallucinations at times, as her melodies glide across dreamy but more charming and alive instrumentation. The Baltimore duo will undoubtedly make a mark on many 2008 top lists, so I won’t have to defend my decision too much. Still, this album offers just so much in terms of easy but thoughtful listening, that it really is so completely perfect you can’t do anything besides fall completely into it.
Honorable Mentions
Oracular Spectacular- MGMT
Lost Wisdom- Mount Eerie
Made in the Darkness- Hot Chip
Alopecia- Why?
Trouble in Dreams- Destroyer
Saturdays + Youth- M83
The Devil, You + Me- The Notwist
At Mount Zoomer- Wolf Parade
Dear Science- TV on the Radio
Nouns- No Age
No Way Down- Air France
Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | November 15, 2008
I smell…NERD!
I wanted to share with the world an event that occurred in the 702 Lee St. residence yesterday. Let me preface this tale by saying I love both Kyle and Adam…no homo. It all began at about 2:17 on Friday the 14th of November (yesterday). I had just returned home from class, exhausted from the week yet excited for the weekend. I take a seat on the couch and indulge myself in my usual pepper turkey melt, no honey mustard sub wing sauce, from LSD. No sooner than 2 minutes after devouring my lunch does Kyle barge in the door and utter a singular, seemingly harmless, word…”slackers”. At first I felt as though he wanted to watch the 2002 movie starring Devon Sawa and Jason Schwartzman. This was incorrect. Kyle wanted me to accompany him to the local used video game and music depot downtown. He wanted to purchase…Pokemon…for Gameboy. I declined the offer because I needed to pack for my trip home to KC for the weekend to see Thrice…which was epic and unforgettable. Soon after I respectfully declined the invitation Adam came home. Kyle proceeded to invite Adam and the two went on their merry way to Slackers to purchase Pokemon…for Gameboy. Within 30 minutes I hear them return home, their voices full of excitement and gaiety. I trudge downstairs to investigate. They had both purchased not only the Pokemon video game, but Gameboy’s as well; Kyle’s was green, Adam’s purple, of course. I return upstairs to continue packing for my trip home and I proceed to hear the following statements from the living room. I provided pictures of said Pokemon so those who are unfamiliar with the world of Pokemon would have an idea.
Kyle: “You can’t start with Pikachu, you fucking NUBE!!”
Adam: “Suck my Pidgey BITCH!!”
Kyle: “Hold on Adam, we have to stop playing so we can take pictures of our Gameboys and post it on our blog” [they proceed to take pictures of their Gameboys]
Adam: “Squirtle fucking sucks, but Blastoise is the shit.”
Kyle: [while running through the house after defeating another Pokemon master] “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH UPSET OF THE CENTURY!!!
This banter of hit points, pokeballs, and leveling up continues until I leave for KC. God only knows how long it went on after i left. I would like to respectfully submit that this is the single nerdiest thing that has ever happened in the house. With all of that said, if I didn’t have to leave for KC….I would have been sitting next to them on the couch with my newly purchased blue Gameboy talking ish because I just defeated some nube poke-master who brought his weak ass level 8 Bulbasor into my house.
Austin Richard Watson
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Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | November 12, 2008
COMEDY NEXT TUESDAY
I (Kyle), along with fellow Columbia funnyfolks Ryan Beck and Dan Friesen (amongst others I am less familiar with, as of now) will be performing! Huge props to Dan for putting it all together. Give him a big high five when you see him.
Also, I am performing at Deja Vu Comedy Club tomorrow night if you want to come out. Call 573-443-3216 for reservations. Chris Porter is headlining, epically funny KC comedian.
-Kyle
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: columbia, comedy, stand up
Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | November 10, 2008
Nalgene Standoff: Day 8
If you are not yet familiar with the Nalgene Kidnapping, please click here.
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Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | November 4, 2008
This is not to be taken lightly…
I have stumbled across something, Tony Brown. Something very valuable to you. So do not take this threat lightly.
There he is against a cold brick wall. Hungry. Blindfolded. Alone.
Look at him. Look at the agony on his face. He’s trying to stay brave, but in this oh so dire situation, that just may be too much for him to handle.
I can smell fear on him. It smells like the vague odor of plastic. And water.
There’s a note. Read carefully.
I have the Nalgene Bottle. Meet every demand or I will attempt to crush it.
I repeat: Do not take this situation lightly. Unless you want the blood of this lexan-plastic soldier on your hands as well, you’ll meet my future demands.
Good Day.
-Kyle
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: kidnap, nalgene bottle, ransom
Posted by: Dude of Lee Street | November 2, 2008
Shameless Self-Promotion
It may appear that our enthusiasm for this blog is decelerating, but that is simply not the case. The Dudes have simply been to busy with things like this , this, and celebrating what these guys did to him. Charlie possesses photographic documentation of each event. He will be collectively harassed until they are made public records via this contraption.
Also, for those of you who are not aware, I am a slave at Vox this semester. By slave I mean that I pay the school lots of out of state tuition to have a job that counts for class credit. Brilliant scheme on their part. At this job I write fairly mediocre articles, and mediocrity is not to be missed! These came out over the course of the past week:1, 2, 3, and 4. In other words, they keep me busy.
To balance out the previous shameless paragraph, here is a gift. It’s fucking brilliant.
-AdamtheJew
Posted in Uncategorized | Tags: Department of Eagles, Jenga, obama, See-Ya Texas!, Vox
