crank47

We all want to hear you spin! So anyone else for Buzz? What about Saturday? LTJ Bukem or Glow? anyone? Bueller....

I'm calling you Rusty from now on. Don't forget to hop the chunnel to Paris, go to the Eiffel Tower and put on your beret.

Of course, no one ever takes their own advice...

Whoa there, relax! Any female in a 10 mile radius will pick up on that desperation. Remember, when you're not looking, you always find what you're looking for and vica-versa, or something like that...

Hey, I get in to work at 7:30 (more or less)! Best parties: Radiate, my friend's halloween party in NYC (they had djs from nyc, san fran and miami!), and a "special" party at a beach house in September. Worst party: I try to forget the bad ones... I'll have to think about it....

Funny, the guy that came with me to Buzz last Friday is my roommate. He never goes to things like Buzz and I dragged him along (just to see his reaction). I even saw him dancing (something he does not do). At one point, we were standing at the bar before the main room and this really cute girl comes up to him, says a few words, takes his hands and puts them on her ass and starts shaking and rubbing her ass on his hands! Needless to say, he had a great time. Ahh, your first time at Buzz only happens once. I have to (chin up, head tilted, snooty accent) attend the opera friday night, but I plan to ditch the monkey suit and turn up at Buzz sometime after midnight. Anything going on Saturday?

First, I don't agree with what Bush is doing. Concentrating on the reduction of the world's nuclear weapon stockpiles and nonproliferation of exiting weapons of mass destruction (or even not-so-mass-destruction) really should be a the first priority in this realm. However, from a political point of view, let's not forget that this "son of star wars" was started under the Clinton administration. I think both parties are to blame for pushing it to this point. Of course, you can then trace the heritage back to Reagan and the original "star wars" idea. BTW, I'm a registered independent. I don fully agree with the platforms of any political party and would rather not be labeled as belonging to one. Yeah, I'm probably a freakin' liberal too, but my thoughts and opinions are my own for no one else to claim.

Mush Mouth from Fat Albert?

Hmmm., Shady gots lots 'o crack.

Hey! That's Mr. Crank to you young lady!

Ok, there's something that's definitely not right in that picture.

"and don't say crack or freebase,...unless you got some."

As long as people are happy and not hurting anyone else, then more power to them. Who cares what they/we wear, as long as you're having a good time.

It's good to know that we have some adult supervision on the message board.

The Ultraworld thing @ the Edge. http://www.ultraworld.net. Danny Howells sounds real tempting though.

Don't forget the PS2. What about snowboarding. No, not SSX, have you ever tried the real thing?

That's like in Egypt or something, right?

Groove (soundtrack). My gateway drug...err, I mean disc. Summer 2000, wasn't into the music or scene, but my girlfriend of the time was an ex-raver (she had been in the scene since like '94, had some great stories). She took me to see Groove when it was playing in Georgetown. A couple weeks later, I remember thinking the music in the movie was pretty cool, so I picked up the cd. That was it. A month later I was at Twilo catching Sasha and Digweed... ... and I've been happy ever since. I still play that disc all the time. If you're ever around me doing the chillout thing after a night out, you WILL hear Infinitely Gentle Blows (Scott Hardkiss Aural Hallucination Mix) alter)ring.

I plan on heading down to Buzz around 11 - 12. I'll probably turn up around 2 and miss the meet-up as usual though...

They just moved it from the DC Armory to the Edge. I had soooo much fun at Radiate that I was really looking forward to nye at the DC Armory, but the Edge will be fine too. I'm planning to go unless something better pops up.

Friday: I'll try to make it to Buzz by the meet-up time. I may even try to get there early this week! Sat: Can't make the party. :worry2: It's a friends birthday and he wants to booze at Lucky Bar. I think I may pour liquor on him and light him on fir... I mean get him liquored up so he passes out early, then head over to Glow. Sun: is there a meet-up at Modern? or is that the next weekend?

I'm not a doctor, I just play one on the message boards. I know I've read about people using donated eyes, and like see out of them and everything, and I know they can be used for parts, like corneas and stuff. Any health professionals out there that can confirm?

I think the skybox tickets will be for that vip section on the second floor. and yes, I will be paying that much to see Sasha.

Ok, story time. Reminds me of my last year as a blissfully ignorant undergrad. My friend worked for the eye bank. He had been doing this since we were sophmores. He'd hang out, on call, his pager would go off and he'd disappear to go remove some eyes from the recently deceased. I always joked about going with him on one of the calls. So, he calls and is like, "Gotta get some eyes, want to go?" "Sure!" He picks me up and we go to the emergency room, where the body is hanging out. He tells them I'm a "trainee." Turns out its a local politician who had a heart attack while driving. This guy was a big boy, and I mean Fat with a capital F. Now, I'd never seen a dead body before, my parents never took me to any funerals or anything (a bunch of my friends are doctors now so I've seen a few, the cadaver room at Georgetown Med School is another story for another time). The scene became pretty surreal for me. There were a couple of nurses and a doctor hanging out cracking jokes, since it was a local politician. The guy's arm was hanging off the side of the gurney and I remember tapping it with my foot a couple of times. My friend (he's now a plastic surgeon, btw) starts in on the eyes. There are 4 muscles that hold an eye in place: top, bottom and one on each side. So he reaches in and cuts each of these and goes behind the eye to snip the optic nerve. That is a sound I'll never forget. Very squishy, crunchy and snippy at the same time. After the eyes are removed, a bunch of goop is squeezed into the sockets to keep them from collapsing. Now he needs a blood sample to go with the eyes. The emergency room didn't have one so he had to get it from the body. Busts out the mac daddy needle and tries to take a sample directly from the heart, but the guy is so fat, he can't find it. At that point, the doctor busts out laughing and making jokes about politicians not having a heart. Various other fluids are drawn out that don't look like blood, but eventually he gets something that looks close enough. I am definitely ready to go at this point. He mentioned the full time guys get to do organs and there's the full monty where they take everything, including the bones. We go to the eye bank place and he puts the donated eyes in the fridge and askes me if I want a Coke. I glance in the fridge and yes, just like in the movies, there's all these cans of coke and stuff sitting by the eyes. Seemed pretty funny at the time. Sorry if this story bothered anyone. In a lot of ways, our bodies are just a collection of parts that can be reused by others who need them. Someone can now see because of those eyes. I'm all for organ donation and am listed as one myself. I'm just glad I'll be dead when they get to work.

Watch out for the group shower and private rooms and stuff that I hear they have there... or at least come back with a good story.