,ÄúThe wind drift comes straight off the morning star and beautiful white clouds drift towards you. And they,Äôre like old friends. Friends you never want to say goodbye to. And you see a patch of clear air in between ,Äòem and you duck in and out, like a porpoise rolling in the ocean. And then you say to yourself, ,ÄòBoy, oh boy, this is the only time a man is really ever alive. It,Äôs the only time he,Äôs really ever free.,Äô The old sky smiles back at you and says, ,ÄòBoy, you,Äôre right. You,Äôre dead right.,Äô,Äù
,ÄìDalton Trumbo
Ladies and Gentlemen, we have gathered here today to say goodbye to the man they called the Good Reverend. Late last night, I was sitting in my kitchen, just about to break open a new bottle of Absinthe a friend brought back from Prague. As the first drops of that tasty green liquid fell into my glass, the phone began to ring.
,ÄúEfrim? It,Äôs Roger. I need a lift.,Äù
,ÄúDamn Roger. I just opened the new bottle. I was going to call it a night,Äù
,ÄúSorry about that, Ef. It is urgent though,Äù
,ÄúFine. I,Äôll be over in a minute.,Äù
I walked outside and started up my car. I flipped through my CD book and put on Hunky Dory by David Bowie. As I drove down the street to Roger,Äôs house, I listened to the opening strains of ,ÄúChanges,Äù and wondered where it was Roger wanted to go. Maybe up to Glenview to fuck with the rich ones? Though I had been looking forward to a quiet night, I decided that such activities would be a good use of the night.
As I walked through the back door of Roger,Äôs house and entered the living room, I noticed that all of the furniture was gone. Roger was sitting on a large suitcase and smoking a cigarette. His back rested against a wall that had a fist-sized hole in it and he took a long drag on his cigarette before looking up at me.
,ÄúHey Ef, our destination tonight is the airstrip in Aurora. You up for it?,Äù
,ÄúYeah. sure.,Äù
,ÄúAlright. Let,Äôs get going. I,Äôm sure he,Äôs waiting.,Äù
I didn,Äôt ask any questions. It didn,Äôt seem necessary. Roger picked up his suitcase and a large oblong black bag and we hit the road. On the way there Roger told me that he was going as far away as possible for foreseeable future. He wouldn,Äôt elaborate much on why, just saying that he knew it was time for him to split.
He left me with some instructions and gave me the key and receipt to a long-term rental locker at the train station. Roger told me to not open the locker for exactly one year. Looking at the receipt, I noticed that the locker had been rented for just that amount of time.
As we approached the airstrip, I noticed a lone plane on the strip. A two-engine, with a man standing next to it. I parked the car and we got out. As we stood by the car the man started walking towards us.
,ÄúTake care, Ef. Res Ipsa Loquitar.,Äù
,ÄúI,Äôd tell you the same, but whats the use? Be seeing you.,Äù
,ÄúProbably not.,Äù
With that, the man now standing on the other side of the chain fence yelled out: ,ÄúCome on Roger, I,Äôve got a schedule to keep.,Äù
,ÄúYeah, yeah. I,Äôm coming Rick.,Äù Roger replied.
,ÄúYa know, I knew you,Äôd be back.,Äù said the man with a smirk.
Roger opened the back door of the and pulled out his suitcase and oblong bag. He gave me a nod and then walked to the other side of the chain link fence, where Rick gave him a hard slap on the back.
I Climbed back into the car and turned on ,ÄúLife on Mars,Äù. As I sat there and watched Roger and Rick climb into the ugly looking plane. After the plane had finished struggling and had finally made it above the cloud line, I flipped through my CD book once again. This time, I put on ,ÄúSister Ray,Äù by the Velvet Underground and threw the car into reverse.
As I drove home at near top speeds, I realized how little the incident had bothered me. I suppose I had never really gotten used to Roger. Chaos, after all, just can,Äôt be counted on. I can certainly do fine on my own. I imagine Roger can do fine for himself as well, but only because he,Äôs destined for something much worse. A plane crash would be far too easy. Still, I will miss the man every time I see a congregation of victims file out of a church on a Sunday morning.
As for the matter of Roger,Äôs requests, there was only one was of relevance to this board. The password for the Chef moniker has been given to me, and I have been requested to auction it off among the members of the board. I will be entertaining PM,Äôs on this matter over the next few days. Bids are not limited to cash. If you feel you are worthy let me know.
I have no desire to use that account
its all you buddy
Quote from: MalaulI have no desire to use that account
its all you buddy
I don't want the thing. I feel a bit like Morpheus in the Sandman after he's given the key to hell and has to decide who to leave it with since he has no desire for it himself.
The Chef password has just been changed by me. Roger could no longer access it if he wanted to.
I don't want it, either.
I already have a perfectly good troll that I share with slothrop and Maxwell's Demon. :twisted:
Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomI don't want it, either.
I already have a perfectly good troll that I share with slothrop and Maxwell's Demon. :twisted:
Well, you two may not want it, but I already have a couple offers.
I will admit to authoring 2-4 Chef posts of very minor importance. It was momentarily amusing. I have my own troll waiting in the wings if I decide to go down that road though. I prefer my own ideas.
I already posted Wish You Were Here in another thread, so this seems only appropriate to follow on:
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on your crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on your crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Treatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Quote from: CannedLizardI already posted Wish You Were Here in another thread, so this seems only appropriate to follow on:
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on your crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on your crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Treatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
that's my sond, and syd's(roger's) roger can;t have it.
and isn;t worthy.
keep chef efrim, or whatever.
miranda july is fucking my skull, i have to hunt her down and tell her i love her.
Quote from: EfrimQuote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomI don't want it, either.
I already have a perfectly good troll that I share with slothrop and Maxwell's Demon. :twisted:
Well, you two may not want it, but I already have a couple offers.
I will admit to authoring 2-4 Chef posts of very minor importance. It was momentarily amusing. I have my own troll waiting in the wings if I decide to go down that road though. I prefer my own ideas.
You're probably better off. Roger might amuse, but I wouldn't want to live near him.
Quote from: EfrimAs for the matter of Roger,Äôs requests, there was only one was of relevance to this board. The password for the Chef moniker has been given to me, and I have been requested to auction it off among the members of the board. I will be entertaining PM,Äôs on this matter over the next few days. Bids are not limited to cash. If you feel you are worthy let me know.
I'll give you a picture of people cosplaying as fast food mascots and the soundtrack to the movie Head in mp3 form
goodbye roger. crap.
i gave myself away in a contest too but then i changed the password and kept myself.
Quote from: doubtless incidentgoodbye roger. crap.
Don't look at it like a problem, see an opportunity.
Now we can play "Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego", IRL!
i'm a where's waldo man myself.
Quote from: Ghost In The MachineQuote from: EfrimQuote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomI don't want it, either.
I already have a perfectly good troll that I share with slothrop and Maxwell's Demon. :twisted:
Well, you two may not want it, but I already have a couple offers.
I will admit to authoring 2-4 Chef posts of very minor importance. It was momentarily amusing. I have my own troll waiting in the wings if I decide to go down that road though. I prefer my own ideas.
You're probably better off. Roger might amuse, but I wouldn't want to live near him.
No, you wouldn't.
Bye Roger.
See you tomorrow. :lol:
(PS - After the last two incidents, I most certainly am calling Shenanagins on this).
Quote from: LMNOBye Roger.
See you tomorrow. :lol:
(PS - After the last two incidents, I most certainly am calling Shenanagins on this).
which btw, were all my fault.
Quote from: Ghost In The MachineNow we can play "Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego", IRL!
Ever play the video game version of that? Whenever you got close, you had axes and knives thrown at you.
Just sayin', is all.
iused to eb pro at that game, it becoems nto so much fun when you win in one turn.
Quote from: i can japan motherfuckerQuote from: LMNOBye Roger.
See you tomorrow. :lol:
(PS - After the last two incidents, I most certainly am calling Shenanagins on this).
which btw, were all my fault.
An understandable assumption. However, I never claimed Roger was done with the board. Only that he had left the area and that he had asked for the Chef moniker to be auctioned off. I don't know Roger's real intent. There might be a computer where he's going, but I somewhow doubt it.
open the locker!
...Roger fist seemed like a cool guy who enjoyed mindfucking crazy neighbors. then he got stupid and left PD. then he came back. now he leaves again in the oddest way....
~bob-o
Quote from: bob-oopen the locker!
...Roger fist seemed like a cool guy who enjoyed mindfucking crazy neighbors. then he got stupid and left PD. then he came back. now he leaves again in the oddest way....
~bob-o
He'll be back. He just needs polar balance between PD and crime.
Don't worry, when PD becomes a crime, he won't leave.
Quote from: bob-oopen the locker!
...Roger fist seemed like a cool guy who enjoyed mindfucking crazy neighbors. then he got stupid and left PD. then he came back. now he leaves again in the oddest way....
~bob-o
It is tempting.
Quote from: EfrimQuote from: bob-oopen the locker!
...Roger fist seemed like a cool guy who enjoyed mindfucking crazy neighbors. then he got stupid and left PD. then he came back. now he leaves again in the oddest way....
~bob-o
It is tempting.
Good thing he didn't leave me the key :twisted:
Quote from: Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy
Good thing he didn't leave me the key :twisted:
Yep. Some people just can't be trusted.
One time we had a Carmen Sandiego party at my school. I dressed up as Tidus Canby.
Quote from: i can japan motherfuckerQuote from: LMNOBye Roger.
See you tomorrow. :lol:
(PS - After the last two incidents, I most certainly am calling Shenanagins on this).
which btw, were all my fault.
Sorry, kid, but really, He thought you were damn funny in a stupid kind of way. He loved messing with you. Really, If anything brings him back, it'll be you.
Quote from: EfrimQuote from: Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy
Good thing he didn't leave me the key :twisted:
Yep. Some people just can't be trusted.
1 Ouch, what did I ever do to you? :shock:
2 I am not convinced any of this happened, Roger has pulled too many pranks. I am not convinced he is not currently posting using yet another alias. Maybe he is posting as you and
you have left town. :wink:
3 I never said I would reveal the contents or do anything about the stuff I found. I suffer from terminal curiosity, never denied that. I would be way too tempted to take a peek. :twisted:
4 I can be trusted, the comment I made had nothing to do with trust or lack thereof. :roll: :D
Quote from: Eldora, Oracle of AlchemyQuote from: EfrimQuote from: Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy
Good thing he didn't leave me the key :twisted:
Yep. Some people just can't be trusted.
1 Ouch, what did I ever do to you? :shock:
2 I am not convinced any of this happened, Roger has pulled too many pranks. I am not convinced he is not currently posting using yet another alias. Maybe he is posting as you and you have left town. :wink:
3 I never said I would reveal the contents or do anything about the stuff I found. I suffer from terminal curiosity, never denied that. I would be way too tempted to take a peek. :twisted:
4 I can be trusted, the comment I made had nothing to do with trust or lack thereof. :roll: :D
Sorry Eldora, I didn't mean that in a serious sense. The comment should have been followed by a :wink: or something to that extent. So yeah, very sorry.
As for the validity of my statements, I can assure you that I'm Efrim. Roger had a certain prose style I don't have, and he could never resist using fucked company emoticons.
Quote from: EfrimQuote from: i can japan motherfuckerQuote from: LMNOBye Roger.
See you tomorrow. :lol:
(PS - After the last two incidents, I most certainly am calling Shenanagins on this).
which btw, were all my fault.
Sorry, kid, but really, He thought you were damn funny in a stupid kind of way. He loved messing with you. Really, If anything brings him back, it'll be you.
before chef i liked roger, or i like 'before chef' roger, how about that. but i'm glad he's gone for the time being.
/me shrugs
if and when he does come back, i don't expect i'll give him anythign but the cold shoulder. he probaly owes me an apology or two, insulted my freinds, insulted me. i still don't get the cookies and pie shit, or rather, i got it perfectly. maye that he wasn't the local messiah/guru anymore or what. i dunno,i don't care. i wish him good journeys, but as far as i'm concerened he can also go fuck himself.
teh reason i'll take hte blame is because i opened my mouth, soem of the shit i opened was stupid, but soem of it was right on the mark, and roger and i and probaly yourself as well know what that shit is.
i'm not about to brag about how my cthulu troll charachter was more clever and inteligent in it's simple singlemindedness, or how chef was a blatant ripoff of it, imo at least. i don't think anyone is here, or even should eb here to please me spcifically, or even me or myself, but whatever, i was pissed, i still am, roger seems to be the root of that pissiness, regardless of anything or anyone else. he bragged about this kidna shit, then shittted in his backyard.
i'm ashamed of soem the tactics and whatnot i used when he left the last time, and i'm ashamed of my paranoia and crap in the most recent epsiode. i'm ashamed i opened the door to this crap at the mirror, when i should've left it well enough alone. my life has been fucked up mroe than usual of late, and it reflects here unfortunately, having roger playing with people's heads and acting in the way he's been at lately provokes soem of the worst of me. but then wehn you've relatively made peace with a guy who returned from an absence after insultign your freinds, to insult your inteligence and your psychology, a man who claims he can't control "chef". well whatever. i don't care to quantify it, justify it, it is how it is and that's the way it is. when i see cookies and pie shit, i'm thinking, "who is he talking about? gnimbley? bella? hoshi? turd? mal? agcomp? eldora? me? everyone? who?, obviosuly msut be soemone here, and i don't really see anyone beign less goofy or fluffy than anyone else, whether or not we're getting or nuts tied in abunch for daytime drama.
he admits he's poison, well persoanlly i don't need any poison in my life, i'd rather deal with the shit life throws my way withotu soemone purposefully trying to compound that for his own amusement.
you tell him, not that it'll matter, as far as i'm concerned he oughta stay gone for all of me and my funny in a stupid way. it's not up to me, but i'd rather not have him for company. he's shitted in his own backyard, and on my doorstep, too many times for me to forgive, and too many times for me to forget.
when he puleld that shit on trollax i should've stood up right then, i mean afterall, he was throwing his shit aroudn my lonely forum too, trying to get a rise, but i wasn't willing to taste the bait, and by that time the trollax affair was over.
Quote from: EfrimQuote from: Eldora, Oracle of AlchemyQuote from: EfrimQuote from: Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy
Good thing he didn't leave me the key :twisted:
Yep. Some people just can't be trusted.
1 Ouch, what did I ever do to you? :shock:
2 I am not convinced any of this happened, Roger has pulled too many pranks. I am not convinced he is not currently posting using yet another alias. Maybe he is posting as you and you have left town. :wink:
3 I never said I would reveal the contents or do anything about the stuff I found. I suffer from terminal curiosity, never denied that. I would be way too tempted to take a peek. :twisted:
4 I can be trusted, the comment I made had nothing to do with trust or lack thereof. :roll: :D
Sorry Eldora, I didn't mean that in a serious sense. The comment should have been followed by a :wink: or something to that extent. So yeah, very sorry.
As for the validity of my statements, I can assure you that I'm Efrim. Roger had a certain prose style I don't have, and he could never resist using fucked company emoticons.
I figured you didn't mean it as harsh as it sounded :wink: and that is one of the reasons I use a lot of smileys, it helps to convey tone of voice. Or devilish intent :twisted: You'll have to excuse me, but Roger has done this more than once, disappearing, saying it's forever, then he's back in a couple weeks, so time will tell :shock: :D I miss some of those smiley's, plus it always made me think of fuckedcompany.com. It was fun to check them out, oh 2000 to 2002 when all the dot coms were foundering. All the companies that went IPO then spent that money on a giant party. Those kinds of idiots.
Hey Horab, you ever considered sobriety?
Quote from: ManHey Horab, you ever considered sobriety?
i'm not only sober now, i've been sober more often than usual lately.
in fac it's driving me nuts. i prefer to not smoke dope only when it's driving me crazy and i neeed a break, (outside of RL social engagements), it keeps my mind mellow without having to do a ton of excercises, it keeps my sleep regular, and i tend to get mroe rest.
irl, i have a very sober personality, balanced with a very odd sense of humour. i don't coem here to be sober and serious, i come here for laughs and company. if i wanted to be quiet and whatever, i would lurk, but i'm not the lurking type.
I was just wondering 'cause you seem to be in the middle of a crack high all the time (no offense to crack whores or their pimps). Naw, crack's bad shit. I doubt even horab does that shit. But sometimes I worry that you get a little emo from all the pie and cookie chemicals you ingest.
i'm just trying to be a human being man.
as firor the crack high,w ell lemme tell ya, i've seen people on crack, and it's nothing what i may seem like.
if anything i percieve i may be percieved as manic, up and down and all around.
but then, i am an absurdist.
Question:
Is TGRR actually JRBobDobbs of Fucked Company forums? :wink:
How 'bout "Creamy D." A bit heard to ignore a character that type in all caps, heavy usage of emoticons, and uses words like "OPIES".
Just a guess, really......
there are more than one of those types on the FC forums.
unless Roger has about 9 different accounts over there, including TGRR and CHEF, who I've both seen over there before.
8)
Good times, good times.
Quote from: Cephrin on March 25, 2005, 04:19:45 PM
Question:
Is TGRR actually JRBobDobbs of Fucked Company forums? :wink:
Yes.
Quote from: CannedLizard on March 23, 2005, 08:32:49 PM
Quote from: bob-oopen the locker!
...Roger fist seemed like a cool guy who enjoyed mindfucking crazy neighbors. then he got stupid and left PD. then he came back. now he leaves again in the oddest way....
~bob-o
He'll be back. He just needs polar balance between PD and crime.
Don't worry, when PD becomes a crime, he won't leave.
:lulz:
Quote from: Horab Fibslager on March 24, 2005, 03:20:47 AM
Quote from: EfrimQuote from: i can japan motherfuckerQuote from: LMNOBye Roger.
See you tomorrow. :lol:
(PS - After the last two incidents, I most certainly am calling Shenanagins on this).
which btw, were all my fault.
Sorry, kid, but really, He thought you were damn funny in a stupid kind of way. He loved messing with you. Really, If anything brings him back, it'll be you.
before chef i liked roger, or i like 'before chef' roger, how about that. but i'm glad he's gone for the time being.
/me shrugs
if and when he does come back, i don't expect i'll give him anythign but the cold shoulder. he probaly owes me an apology or two, insulted my freinds, insulted me. i still don't get the cookies and pie shit, or rather, i got it perfectly. maye that he wasn't the local messiah/guru anymore or what. i dunno,i don't care. i wish him good journeys, but as far as i'm concerened he can also go fuck himself.
teh reason i'll take hte blame is because i opened my mouth, soem of the shit i opened was stupid, but soem of it was right on the mark, and roger and i and probaly yourself as well know what that shit is.
i'm not about to brag about how my cthulu troll charachter was more clever and inteligent in it's simple singlemindedness, or how chef was a blatant ripoff of it, imo at least. i don't think anyone is here, or even should eb here to please me spcifically, or even me or myself, but whatever, i was pissed, i still am, roger seems to be the root of that pissiness, regardless of anything or anyone else. he bragged about this kidna shit, then shittted in his backyard.
i'm ashamed of soem the tactics and whatnot i used when he left the last time, and i'm ashamed of my paranoia and crap in the most recent epsiode. i'm ashamed i opened the door to this crap at the mirror, when i should've left it well enough alone. my life has been fucked up mroe than usual of late, and it reflects here unfortunately, having roger playing with people's heads and acting in the way he's been at lately provokes soem of the worst of me. but then wehn you've relatively made peace with a guy who returned from an absence after insultign your freinds, to insult your inteligence and your psychology, a man who claims he can't control "chef". well whatever. i don't care to quantify it, justify it, it is how it is and that's the way it is. when i see cookies and pie shit, i'm thinking, "who is he talking about? gnimbley? bella? hoshi? turd? mal? agcomp? eldora? me? everyone? who?, obviosuly msut be soemone here, and i don't really see anyone beign less goofy or fluffy than anyone else, whether or not we're getting or nuts tied in abunch for daytime drama.
he admits he's poison, well persoanlly i don't need any poison in my life, i'd rather deal with the shit life throws my way withotu soemone purposefully trying to compound that for his own amusement.
you tell him, not that it'll matter, as far as i'm concerned he oughta stay gone for all of me and my funny in a stupid way. it's not up to me, but i'd rather not have him for company. he's shitted in his own backyard, and on my doorstep, too many times for me to forgive, and too many times for me to forget.
when he puleld that shit on trollax i should've stood up right then, i mean afterall, he was throwing his shit aroudn my lonely forum too, trying to get a rise, but i wasn't willing to taste the bait, and by that time the trollax affair was over.
:lulz:
It all started when i couldnt use PD. Roger just got sad... because he loves me :mrgreen:
Bump.
I remember reading this. :)
Good Lord.
This was the day my life went sideways. I mean my real life. And that was 13 years and 5 months ago, and I had finally had enough of Chicago.