JOURNAL: magicman (Andrew Warnick)

  • ^_^ 2002-05-19 03:01:49 oh and thatr diffequ test i said i bombed a while back... turns out i didn't do as bad as i thought. now i just have to take the final on wensday -_-; 
  • sometimes i think too much 2002-05-19 02:51:39 i had a truely strange thought came to me today. klingon softwear engineers. i mean if you really think about it, they HAVE to exist. you can have spaceships without computers. you need softwear to run on the computers. you need softwear engineers to desgin softwear. there for there MUST be klingon softwear engineers.

    klingon geeks, concept. (nothing aginst real softwear engineers of course, or real geeks for that matter) 
  • ^_- 2002-05-17 00:01:54 I POKE YOU WITH STICK!! 
  • and with a fish 2002-05-14 10:25:40 well ok its offical no one reads my jurnals anymore. and i thought that my last one was pretty entertaining, long, but entertaining. i don't know maybe theres something wrong when i start writing the equlivent of a two page paper for the hell of if.

    i still havn't worked on my video in ages. i don't know when i'm going to find the time. i feel like such a bum.

    i got to bomb a diffequ test yesterday. tho there was a question i was never able to answer before that i actualy got right for the first time (redundant a little?).




    i used to work for the department of redundancy department, but i quit, so they fired me.  
  • yes, this is a character i created to play as the comic relief in a RPG 2002-05-08 21:44:24 see if you can find all the copyright infrengment

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    On the Origins of Thag
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    Many have wondered how such a unique individual as Thag Thag Smash could have come to pass. Well my friend I have come privy to this knowledge and shall share it with you, for he small price of… A HERING!

    Mmmm… thanks, that hit the spot…

    Now where was I? Oh yes Thag, a true one of a kind in more ways then you can know. The story of Thag goes back (and forward, ironically enough) a long way to a man named Bob. Bob was not a very special person in any regard. Bob was an insurance salesman from Topeka Kansas. One day while watching the news he heard a story of a giant who had just broken the discus world record by 14,038.23400001m (previously 74 and 1/3m). Bob thought to himself, “you know, it would be nice to have the strength of a giant, but not have to be so darn big.”

    At this same moment in an passing airship a domestic dispute had grown out of proportion escalating to the point where Ai began throwing household objects at Yota, eventually sending a pot of petunias out the window.
    Bob, realizing he might have the next big idea, ran as fast as he could out side to shout his idea to the entire world at he top of his lungs. He stood in the middle of the street and with a deep breath… a pot of petunias struck his head killing him instantly. But by some amazing coincidence Bob’s next-door neighbor, Luke “Totoro” Morgan, was a member of a very secret government organization known only to twenty people. An organization dedicated to elimination of all goblins in the country before the next possible re-election of president bush. Luke was also the group’s telepath and was just able to read Bob’s mind before his unfortunate smiting.

    This idea of a Mini-giant was exactly what his organization was looking for as a new weapon in their new super army to combat the goblin’s poor voting practices. He wasted no time in proposing the concept to his organization. The project was instantly approved and given the code name T.H.A.G. (Twenty Humans Against Goblins)

    After many many minutes of research it was decided that a genetic crossbreed of a giant and a dwarf could yield the results they were looking for. Seeing how natural crossbreeding of the spices was impossible, the fertilization and maturing process took place in a secret laboratory behind the local Denny’s.

    T.H.A.G. Proved to be a success. The subject’s physical strength was far above that of any human or dwarf, and was encouraged to destroy many different types of objects as a test of his strength for analysis. The only problem with the project was that since so many of the subjects meals came from Denny’s his exurbanite levels of cholesterol, and preservatives caused a restriction of blood flow above his hart as a child, limiting his mental capacities. This caused several problems; one being that the subject of T.H.A.G. was never able to comprehend the concept of a door, and how to open one. Doors of the facility had to be replaced weekly.
    After project T.H.A.G.’s 3rd year, its public announcement was set to take place in 3 kilograms. The test subject, now just referred to as “Thag”, and all twenty people with any knowledge of the organization or the project traveled in armored car to a designated location for the announcement. During the transportation, by some amazing coincidence, it happened that 3 earthquakes each measuring 3 on the rector scale occurred directly under the armored car at the same time. The armored car was sent 300 feet in the air, and then crashed on 3 unsuspecting groundhogs who, until that point, had not seen their shadows. All twenty members died. Thag was fine.

    The crash (and Thag) managed to open the doors of the transport. Thag, for the first time, was alone, and in the middle of a large grassy field, or was he? Thag beheld on the side of the road some very strange looking people (he had to assume they were people because he had never before seen any other type of life). He approached the strange people slowly and asked if it was okay for him to share their version of the “Grand Slam”. The apparent leader of the group replied with a kindly moo.

    Thag spent many years eating grass with his new family of wild cows (eventually lowering his cholesterol). But one day Thag decided he wanted to go running. 2 years and 8000 miles later he could remember where he started from, and began his new life as a professional arm wrestler. He traveled much from town to town arm wrestling men, women, children, and assorted household pets. On one of his trips to the next town he was attacked by gazebo (level 8) but seeing how it was an inanimate abject Thag just walked passed it and took the Ax out of one of its supporting post left by the last person who had actually attacked it. When he got to the next town a person told him that he admired the Ax Thag was carrying with him and would like to buy it. Thag not knowing he had a use for such an item, or the 100,000 shinny gray circles the man offered, asked instead for the hubcap off the man’s car. (well we *did* say he was stupid) it was just after this Thag got an idea (quite possibly his first), he could make items like the one he had and exchange them for other things.

    In this same town there was a store called “Shoppe of the Quanti” Thag had no real interest in the goods of the store but he needed to use the bathroom. In the store there were many people talking about things he had never heard of before; subatomic particles, quantum foam, singularities, electromagnetic flux, and parallelism. Thag went up to one of the people and asked where he could find the bathroom. The person said, “The bathroom? I’m not really sure. But in the back there are doors that go to every point in time and space. If you go through all of them at the same time all you have to do is be observed in the bathroom and you’ll be there, but your eyes have to be closed when you do it to make sure you don’t observe yourself.” Thag didn’t really understand what he was talking about. In the back Thag found a hallway with an infinite number of doors. Thag was a little confused by the sight, but since Thag didn’t have any idea what it meant for something to be infinite, it didn’t bother him that much. Following the odd person’s instructions he closed his eyes and walked through all of the doors, he didn’t open them, he just walked through them. In what must have been the largest fluke in the known universe Thag was actually observed in EVERY door he walked through at the EXACT same time creating a paradox, thus allowing Thag to tansend time and space in the manner he does.
     
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