clear rants

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hey clarence this is jon, eug’s buddy. … are you gay?

Posted 8/31/2002 at 6:13 pm by nahdan

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Now I know how Chandler feels when people ask him if he’s gay or not. Wah.

Remind me to kill Peggy when I get a chance for those “clarence is gay” entries which were not niiiiiice and completely untrue.

Bah!

One line xanga entries with ellipses suck…

In case you didn’t know, the past two entries about my homosexuality were not written by me: too bad guys / good news ladies. My xanga was hijacked for a couple of entries. Sad thing is, I broke a personal record for most eprops, and I didn’t even write the entry. Wah.

A couple people have been asking me what went down at Buttermilk Falls. Well, here’s the story:

Dennis, Eph, Melody, Christina, Wendy and I decided to go down to Buttermilk Falls the other day. Actually, they decided and I tagged along. Ha. As we walked down the trail, and observed the semi-dry creek below, we thought it would be more fun to walk down the creek. And it was.

Walking through about 6 inches of water, having it flow between your toes, and making “fwap” noises everytime you took a step was a very satisfying experience. So was climbing down naturally carved drop-offs and inclines. We were getting back to nature. In our flip-flops.

Soon, we reached an area where the creek became gorge-like and we could no longer follow it, so we climbed back onto the trail. We followed the trail all the way down to Buttermilk Falls. Or at least what we assumed to be Buttermilk Falls. You see, it was dry. We had “hiked” all that way to look at semi-dry rock. Not ones to be easily discouraged, we hopped the one foot high stone barrier, and trekked onto the “waterfall”. We all sat around, relaxing like only college kids know how.

It was beautiful: laying on the incline, feeling the breeze on your face, the wide expanse of nature before you. I wish I had a book to read. Some of us decided to explore a bit, and some of us decided to just chill. I chilled. I’m a good chiller.

Before I knew it, Dennis and Chris started screaming at me and Wendy to get off the mountain. Bewildered, we made our way back on to the trail, and made our way downwards to them. However, they told us not to come down. Weird. So we just, uh, sat on the side.

Then a park ranger appeared. He didn’t look too happy. He called us down. Crap, I was scared. Apparently, going off the “main trail” is illegal. And the fact that we were in a state park owned by the national government didn’t make us feel any better. We thought we were going to get arrested or fined or something. Wendy said her leg wouldn’t stop shaking. It seemed to me, at least, that the Park Ranger was on a power trip, exacting his power over this poor group of asian youths.

He proceeded to lecture us. We played dumb:

Park Ranger: Where are you guys from?
Us: Uhhh…
Park Ranger: Where are you guys from?
Eph: Downstate
Park Ranger: Where?
Us: Uhhh… all over the place.
Park Ranger: So you guys aren’t from Ithaca?
Us: Uhhh. no.

Park Ranger: How old are you guys?
Eph: 19
Park Ranger: And you?
Clarence: 19
Park Ranger: And you?
Wendy: 19
Park Ranger: And you?
Dennis: 19
Park Ranger: And you?
Christina: 19
Park Ranger: And you?
Melody: 19
Us: We’re all 19.

Park Ranger: Is this your first time in Ithaca?
Us: Uh, yeah.

Park Ranger: Did all of you come in the same vehicle?
Us: Yes.
Us (in our heads): Crap, we have 6 people. Overcrowding a car is also illegal. Oops.

Park Ranger: So what do you think I should do with you guys?
Us: …
Park Ranger: So what do you think I should do with you guys?
Us: …
Park Ranger: So what do you think I should do with you guys?
Us: …

Anyway, he lectured us about how 5 firefighters risked their lives to save some people who went off the trail, and how they have about one fatality every year, and how what we did was very dangerous, etc. Then he made us follow him out of the park, and told us we were banned forever: from Buttermilk Falls and this other park that he worked at, that we had never even been to. Damn. I really wanted to see Buttermilk Falls in action. Wah.

Yeah, so to make a long story short, we got away scot free. Probably because he pitied us since we were so dumb: after leaving the park, we had no idea how to get back to the car, and were just walking around aimlessly. Ha. So he showed us the way, after making sure we learned our lesson: “Why do you think we have these rules??”

Ha. What fun. Banned from a state park. Not nice. Wah.

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I saw Serving Sara today with everybody. DAMN. Elizabeth Hurley is so hot. Sigh. Matthew Perry is a lucky bastard. This is true.

Anyway, seeing her and her hotness makes me want to have a hot little number for myself too. Wah. A female hot little number. :-P

hey guys.. im so exicted.. imma go meet my bf in 10 minutes.. hm..should i wear blue or white?.. wait he likes it when i wear pink.. alright.. o i got his pic scan.. he is sooo niiiice.. his name is Fung Xing

dosent he look so niiiice.. ::drool::

2.o9+1o.31<3 .. establish on o8.21.o2-forever

roses are red
violets are blue
i am so gay
and you know its true

by Clarence

niiice

tinkie winkie.. dipsy.. la la .. poe..
its the tellie tubbies.. tellie tubbies..
say hello.. UH OH

–> Farewell.

My BoYz that I’m gonna miss the most:
aNiMeMaN14, MoGan, R3NO, Handsome, Mi5o

Farewell.

Gonna miss these cats most of all:
aNiMeMaN14, MoGan, R3NO, Mi5o, Handsome, Denise, Amy, and Nancy.

Yesterday, Denise, Amy, Jack and I took Robert Koffie, a brother from Ghana, out on a pseudo-tour of the city. We took the Staten Island ferry as the ghetto way of viewing the Statue of Liberty:

Then we made our way to Southstreet Seaport where we did a little window shopping and a little BBTing at Sago.

Shocker of all shockers: I’m getting tired of Matcha. I hope its not all BBT.

Then off we went to Ground Zero. Just a picture fest. Take a gander at my SST pics for my Ground Zero pics. Off we went on the subway (Robert’s first time!) to Times Square, where we saw Jackie, Kristen, Kai, and some other chick I don’t remember (sorry :-)). After some Sbarro it was off to Rockefeller Center and Brookstone where we got massages from the cushy chairs. :-D

Then we realized we had had a little too much to drink during the day. Off to Sach’s Fifth we went for their niiiiiiiice bathrooms. So me and Jack were waiting for the elevator after using the bathrooms, when this guy comes out of the elevator and goes “Hi guys!” Jack turns to me and goes, “that guy looks madd familiar!”

Unable to place a name to the oh-so-familiar face, I ask one of the many camera men on the floor, “Who was that guy?” Turns out it was Deion Sanders. Which of course brought out my digital camera and a “Mr Sanders? Would you mind taking a picture with us?” Guess what the answer was:

So seeing Mr. Sanders at Sach’s Fifth kinda delayed us a bit for the Westside meeting. But we managed to get there on time. After some great food and a great meeting, we all took a group picture, which I think came out pretty well. All you westsiders, if you want a greater resolution picture (1280×960), email me. Oh yeah, that was my last Westside meeting too. Boohoo.

Check out the ill group picture!!!! :-D

And another thing, I fixed the Blue Man Group picture, Mark pointed it out to me that you have to view the picture on photo.net first for you to view it on other sites. Ha. I thought I was gonna mooch off of them. Ah well. Its pretty amazing how I got 6 comments and 9 eprops from a picture that didn’t exist :-D

JCTHUNDERX: lol if ***** hunts me down n kills me will u avenge my death
an azn saint: LOLOLOLOL
an azn saint: ok
JCTHUNDERX: lol okie

Sounds like a job for Samurai Saint.

What ever happened to that guy? I heard he went crazy over a girl and went soft.

Naw.

Very niiiiiice. Ike, Gideon, Saint, and Ray.