It's My Party

as in, guitar hero – not ‘general hospital’. while gh is a good solid long-running soap that allows viewers to stop watching for 11 years and then catch up on almost a decade with the same basic cast in one afternoon, this post isn’t about that. it probably should be at some point though. soap story lines are uncanny in this regard. anyway… what am i doing out here posting before two weeks time? i’ll tell you what – being horrible at math – that’s what i’m doing.

i’m here to tell you about the guitar hero band names that have accumulated in my ps2 over the years. i was just thinking about how the name ‘meat nite’ came to be since i was recently eating meat and it caused my mind to jog (since i don’t eat meat very often). i thought, “hey, remember that time when meat nite came to be? that was pretty amusing.” again, you may not gain as much enjoyment from this as i, but that’s really not my concern. meat nite night was hilarious.

a lot of these morsels were results of “friday night guitar hero wine party”. (sometimes these took place on thursdays or sundays or whatever random day drinking day happened to be happening for whatever reason.)

some naming had to be abbreviated due to the obvious, unfortunate gh character limitations that ultimately force one to be just that much more creative. i believe the limit is 12. and i believe that limit to be annoying.

-cat furrr
-meat nite
-vdkasleepovr
-horfaces
-slutbutton
-bongwater
-leffe
-mrs. lady
-petercetera
-cokenose!
-mr. fong
-crazyface
-dantastic
-drunkngtz
-sprinkles
-sexpretzel
-caboodles
-vice mayor
-youreugly
-polkadotz
-superfitz
-poofaces
-chocodiles
-badluckmary
-ty’s ties
-jefferson?

so there you have it. the gh band name collection. i’m sure you have questions. i mean, i certainly do. and i was present for just about all of it.

side note on ‘poofaces’, jury never decided whether it was poo faces or poof aces. rest assured, i fought long and hard for poo faces. poof aces? come on.

you won’t catch me saying “tweet”. rachel fitzwater only has twitters. so, while i call in this post for you today…

here’s a smattering of personal faves from over the years. some may not amuse you as much as they amuse me, but that’s your fault for not being there when the magic happened. also, you can’t make me feel bad about not officially posting. because these twitters are my actual thoughts that took place over the course of like three years. and now, i’m here randomly displaying them. because they’re my thoughts. and i do what i want.

i would have bulleted these, but i don’t like the way they look when i do that. you know? and i could take the time to add hyphens to the start of each line, but, if i had the time to add hyphens to the start of each line, i’d probably have the time to write an actual post… geniuses.

We’re gonna start sexual harassment week early. Everyone go put on some fishnets.
9:34pm – still in pajamas.
I can’t have poodles because my neighbors are shitheads. And 84 more characters just aren’t enough to explain.
When the grinch’s heart grows three sizes, I always lose all respect for him.
Rachel fitz, check your mic.
I ended up at an estate sale this afternoon – inadvertently.
Oh cava, you’re my friend.
I’m not leaving here until someone prescribes me some francium.
A lesbian photographer just asked me out.
Dan Fogelberg, I’ll punch u in the face you’re so amazing. Sorry you’re dead tho. That sucks.
Hey u know what? Get out of my face.
I really want to call bob and sue to see how things are going, but I’m afraid sue’s gonna be like, ‘yeah, bob died. Because he was 87.’
I’m just sitting in matt’s car by myself waiting beside a plate of ham. Pretty standard thursday really.
People need to put down their boxes of wine and get involved.
Hey, take the extra second to figure out if you’re spelling my name right.
Its really so much easier to just let yourself be happy. Don’t fight it when it comes along. Embrace it. Kiss its face.
Ok. When the power goes out, we drink. Here’s to the basement not flooding.
Right, I don’t have a dog but I do have whiskey. Is that what you mean?
I’m gonna do some risky things with vegetables later.
Cuesto vino el optimo.
Ok, condor 2. What happened to condor 1?

i know – i too enjoyed this walk down memory lane. talk to you in like 10-12ish days.