Hey, I just found this site, and I like the concept. It lets you leave anonymous messages for the people who visit this site immediately after you. Alternatively, you can leave cool web pages or even your email address for the people after you, if you’re so inclined.
“Repeat after me: I am a worthwhile person who deserves respect. I will not allow myself to be ridiculed. I will not allow myself to be humiliated. I will be assertive without being agressive. I am a worthwhile person who deserves respect.”
Awwww.
I was apparently linked directly into Ted Kaczynzki’s cell.
"technology is no friend of mine, we should not advance any further, faster, why weren’t we satisfied with intellivision and atari, centipede, records, cassette tapes, big cell phones that mostly people with the money to spare owned, cheap cartoons, no computer animated shit, low budget videos on mtv, big tv-like computers that were all mysterious, no robots and clones, we had cars that were geeky, kids playing with pj sparkle and legos instead of hanging out with their digi-dog and cyber puppies… no satellite tv with hundred of unnecessary chanels, no digital radio, no computer businesses, no insomnia because you can’t get off the net, no stupid dvd player, cant we just watch videos instead?.. no energy crisis, no media frenzy, no smart- chips hidden in the things you own, no virtual enterprise, no worry about small video camaras hidden in secrecy around every corner, no paranoia, hysteria, obsession, invention would be excitement, new would be interesting and surprising, advancing slowly, friendly technology. "
4.23.2002 - view archive Joe and Travis are going to New York to see Spiritualized and do drugs with MTV employees for the weekend. Then we’re gonna hang out with Don Devore and talk about how rad we are for a few more days. The fucked up thing is, we forgot that we promised our pals The Strokers, who are in town all week practicing (it makes perfect you know), that we’d party hard like Andrew W.K. with them. Since we can’t make it we’re asking YOU, the children of Buddyhead, to stop by thier practice space and show them a good time. Fuck paying to see The Strokers at their next show, just stop by there and see em play for FREE! Bring all of your friends and pass the word on. Make sure to tell em Buddyhead sent you. The password is “uckin dick”. The place is (it’s somewhere in the valley we hear… try mapquest): Mates Cargo & Storage - 5412 Cleon Ave L.A., CA 91601
"keep passing this message on and see how many times you get it and if other people coming on the site will do it to…just copy and paste it into the other window…ready…go "
