Category: meta
09/11/07 11:32 - 55ºF - ID#41057
What's your estrip story?
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Words: 42
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: photos
09/09/07 02:07 - 70ºF - ID#41013
Friday (I mean, Saturday!)
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Words: 4
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: photos
09/07/07 06:04 - 89ºF - ID#40991
More With the New Lens and Flash
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Words: 13
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: life
09/07/07 02:25 - 89ºF - ID#40988
A Vacation About Programming
I got permission from (e:James) and we are headed down to Charlotte NC at the beginning of November for 3 days of geekery!
James will just lounge pool-side while I soak in such topics as these: With a keynote by Matz, the creator of Ruby. FYI, Ruby is a programming language.
I've got the hotel booked and my registration for the conference all set, thankfully 'work' is paying for it :)
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Words: 83
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: programming
09/07/07 10:24 - 77ºF - ID#40985
RubyConf 2007
I think I might just have to go...
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Words: 26
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: hobbies
09/06/07 05:29 - 91ºF - ID#40973
Camera !!!
(bigger size here)
I sold some other stuff to pay for this but man oh man it was worth it!
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Words: 48
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: namesake
09/05/07 11:13 - 65ºF - ID#40944
C is for Cookie
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Words: 7
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: life
09/04/07 06:37 - 74ºF - ID#40934
This is totally not like me at all.
I am never like that.
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Words: 12
Location: Buffalo, NY
Category: buffalo
09/03/07 05:01 - 77ºF - ID#40918
Dream House
1. I love mansard roofs
2. I am jealous of not have a mansion like (e:MPT)
3. I think I could afford the mortgage, but probably not the heating bills
This is my dream house:
Huge double lot, brick, second empire house. A bit in a bad area maybe though... Niagara Street near the college and armory.
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Words: 70
Location: Buffalo, NY
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The most obnoxious feature of that kitchen was the sink. On top it was all aluminum, new and flashy, the sort of think that keeps you from checking underneath it before signing a lease. I had many problems with my life while I lived in that apartment. I love of whiskey and opium would turn out to be lesser problems than the perpetual leak from that sink. Leaking, leaking, always leaking like 16 year old cock in the woman's department.
As it leaked it collected into a old brown plastic bucket, cracked from the years of wet and dray, bleach and vomit. It was a storied bucket, epics are written in some indecipherable language into it's chewed corners, in the filth stuck to the chalk outline of where a price tag used to be. Well, the drip, drip sound continued and was then accompanied by the sound of water overflowing.
I kneeled down on that cold December floor and opened the cabinet to dump out the grey, viscous fluid in the tub. And that is when I saw them. Little KGB agents.
The had been bread by Kremlin scientists to fit between the walls of heads of state's homes. To use their tiny stature to go where no man could. Thy had been waiting for years for a response from the Premier with nothing. Too small to leave and travel home they were stranded. The Cold War ended, the Soviet Union fell. And they were forgotten.
I would bring them food and vodka. We would try and talk but they spoke no English, peculiar as they were spies. Mostly we would laugh and nod our heads as we ate and drank. But when we were done I would see them hide their sadness behind a stoic face and close the cabinet door. I am sure they saw the same face on me.
Seeing them like that would make me feel helpless, a bug on a windshield. To cheer myself up I would masturbate. Estrip wasn't the porn-acopia I was looking for, but it makes me not think about the men stranded in my old kitchen.
haha, LC, I forgot about the anorexic lady!
Quite ironically, she left town as soon as I arrived. :/ ...and I haven't found a nice haircutter yet. I am going for an experimental one today.
when lauren decided to attend UB for grad school and I started doing online research for neighborhoods and places to live and all, I found that Elmwood was the hip and happenin place. So I googled it and (e:strip) was there! the rest is history!
p.s. - I can think of at least 5 people who have joined this site because of (e:carolinian) (even if only 2 of us blog regularly), so (e:paul), give the boy a commission or something. ;)
=P
Josh is right about my hesitation to see him join. I at least make an attempt to temper my rhetoric. Certainly I think I've gotten MUCH better about that. He pretty much will say whatever, whenever, however, which is respectable in its own right, I guess.
Let's see. I met drchlorine. We were watching a movie one night and he wanted to make a quick post. So I said, "don't forget to burn me that cd, and what are you talking about a post?" So he gave me a tutorial and I signed up. Remember the days of radio and song dedications....
Yes leetee, he was an avid enthusiast of tonsil hockey and massages.
And I must lay to rest once and for all jenks, you are not the reason he left. Teen queen alison wasn't the gf yet,it was that anorexic girl from arkansas.
- Z
The story of how i became an (e:strip)per isn't really all that interesting. But, since you asked, (e:Jim), here it is.
My husband, (e:Uncutsaniflush) told me about it. He joined back in '05 shortly after we moved to Buffalo. He might want to tell the story, but i think he found (e:strip) through a Google search.
Our first (e:strip) gathering was the going away for (e:Ajay). At the Old Pink. Of course, still being relatively new to Buffalo and not the barfly types, we had no idea where it was and could not find it. Only through walking up and down Allen and a process of elimination did we find it. We also found out that 9, 10 or even 11pm does not mean that is the time people will arrive, at least on (e:strip) time.
After meeting a few (e:strip)pers there and talking to what i now know was a drunk (e:Paul) telling me i simply *MUST* join (e:strip), "like totally, now" outside, i signed up. I think the next day.
My introduction to (e:strip) was through my brother. At the time he begged me not to sign up because it was around the '04 election and he thought that I'd embarrass him by being too impolite to his new friends. I told him to fuck off and that he couldn't censor me, thus proving that I'd only be impolite to him - haha! His reasons... that was true but I am only kidding about the last part there. I then signed up and couldn't log in. A month later (e:paul) wrote me a random e-mail asking if I were trying to sign up - I told him my issue, he fixed it, and that was that.
You know I don't even know why or how (e:jason) got involved with (e:strip). Maybe he'll post.
My story is far less cool than (e:jenks) and hers!
Bottom line- a guy started flirting with my on myspace. We talked back and forth a little. He made the comment that 'anyone who's anyone is on estrip'. I didn't know what estrip was, and figured I'd check it out. Then this guy told me that he had a girlfriend, and we can't talk anymore. Yet somehow came over to my house later that night, and we made out a little bit. Then I signed up for estrip, using my first name. Well he got in a big panic that his GF would figure everything out... he called me, but said I can't call him, and asked me to quit estrip. So I sort of did. Then decided that was stupid. I was not going to censor myself b/c a 30yo was afraid his 17yo girlfriend would figure out who I am [yeah- you all know who I'm talking about]. So I signed back up, under a new name- my middle name. Took me a while to really 'identify' myself, though- I kept things really vague and anonymous for a while. But then I met ladycroft for lunch one day, and was 'outed'- and the rest is, as they say, history. ;)