fucking seafair....

[rabbit]

i get lots of entertainment from it! (you know i have to josh you a bit h.)

[h.]

Those fighter jets doing exercizes for the big show this weekend are driving me nuts. In the last 15 minutes they've circled the hill about 25 times in various loud and annoying formations. I can see them clearly out my dining room window when the circle around the north. grumble....
What the fuck is so interesting about fighter jets zooming around breaking people's eardrums?

[marky]

I'm in full agreement with you, h. Once I went down to where they were launched and I am never going back. The whole thing is loud, obnoxious and completely boring.

[mccutcheon]

Yeah I hate those Blue Angel bastards as well.

[Sloth]

The noise doesn't bother me but I secretly hope they crash into each other and take out Tacoma.

[Sloth]

The thing that annoys me the most is that it's a show of military strength... not only can they blow you up anytime they want too... but they can even make it look pretty.

[Sloth]

Also, thanks Tommy for the wonderful party... you have beautiful kids, make a mean fish and couscous, and are a wonderful host. I'm sorry I ate all your cookies. The wee bairns are gonna miss those.

[mccutcheon]

Maverick just told me he would kill someone to be a Blue Angel.

[<rosie>]

today will be 2 weeks of going to madison park and swimming all day. get out there before seafair when you see spoogy condoms floating by and dumb ass people hooked up to a log.

[Maverick]

Ok, well you have to expect that if I've chosen the name Maverick (and it doesn't refer to the horrible Mel Gibson/Jodie Foster movie), I must have some affinity for fast planes that go boom when they break the sound barrier.

I too have been awoken and annoyed in seattle by the practice runs of the Blue angels, but I have also stood uncaring in the middle of the street to watch them fly over. Yesterday one flew low enough that I could see in the cockpit at the pilot. As much as they are ridiculed by regular duty pilots for being all for show, I still envied him. I mean, the guy gets PAID to regularly go over Mach 2, and pull more g-force than most of us will ever experience in a lifetime of roller-coaster rides.

I don't want to bomb innocent villages, or spray napalm over a nations forests. I don't even really want to get into a dogfight and shoot down an opponent (or risk being shot down), although I'd take that over the village-strafing, but I would love to feel the power and performance of a machine made for nothing but speed and maneuverability(even if all of the planes in the Blue Angels are over 30 years old).

Some of you look at them and see a blatant show of military might, and in a way, they are that, but when I look at them I see an example of ingenuity and adventure. Humans invented a machine that can take our bodies much faster than it was ever meant to go, I can only imagine the rush.

"Maverick, you're not happy unless you're going Mach 2 with your pants on fire"

[Maverick]

Damn, that was eloquent, if I must say so myself

[marky]

Well actually, thank you very fucking much, Tommy. If I were with you physically, I'd give you a "high five". McC's errors are obviously not yours.

McC I'm going to level with you. When Amanda told me on the phone two weeks ago that she would be performing (which most of us saw her do, and she did very well), she also said that this particular weekend (i.e. NOW, which was 2 weeks from the time we talked) would be good for her to have friends over. I said great. But I have heard nothing from you. I posted last night about the White Stripes and emailed you and Sloth and also left phone messages. So far, I have gotten no response.

I guess what I'm trying to say is this: if Amanda can make plans more than 24 hours in advance, why can't you? Maybe you can't, for whatever reason, and I should just butt out. But I wish you would. Because it just seems like every weekend when I'm ready to party, you guys aren't around.
When I email you and say "Mav said he's available Fri. or Sat. evening" and unbeknownst to you, Amanda might very possibly feel the same, and I don't even have Mav's phone number or email, I wish you would say "Mark, I'm available at such-and-such a time on Fri. or Sat." not just "Sounds god (sic) to me. Call me."

Ooh made some comment that marijuana is a good cure for a hangover. It is. No one has to be an alcoholic. Marijuana will do the trick.

I don't understand why whenever we get together it has to be within less than 24 hours. I told Amanda, I just appreciate more notice than that.
I wish I had Mav's email.

[Maverick]

Mark,

seems like things are getting a bit crazy. my email is Rfontaine71@hotmail.com

Sorry if you feel mad. I'm sure we'll all get together soon.

[Tommy Martyn]

Can I just say that last night was not a party. It was a group of people coming round to break the monotony of lone parenting. If it was a party I would have invited Mark. Which, seeing as strangers turned up anyway, I should have done. I just thought it would be rude to invite new people over to basically ignore them on account of running around after the rugrats. When I do have a party, Mark, you will be invited.

[mccutcheon]

Mark, don't get so upset. First off, the people coming over to Tony's was my rude mistake. It was supposed to be just a beer between him and me. Then I needed a ride home from Fremont and got a ride and those people came in, my bad, and my apoligies to Tommy, Henery and Miranda. But also you must know me enough by now to know that I hardley ever do anything I know of before 24 hours. Plus Friday i was in bed by 10, and yesterday I didn't get a phone call or an email. I was home all day and all night yesterday cleaning the house and watchibng a movie and didn't hear from you. So I see this is my bad. But I don't think you should get mad. Call me, damn it.