2001.12.31 | boysen
man o' man, my Fantasy Football wrapped up yesterday and it was like the 4th of July. in the previous 15 weeks of play, the best score any team could manage for a week was 94. yesterday, in my championship game against the Wolves, my team cumulatted 122 points! Marshall Faulk had over 160 yards and 4 touchdowns and the Chicago D came up big by shutting out the hapless Lions, scoring a TD, 6 sacks, 3 interceptions and 2 fumble recoveries. it was a glorious day for the boysenmaster. one year, one championship. i'm already looking forward to September. 8^)
2001.12.26 | boysen
donnie darko is an experience.
2001.12.26 | boysen
if anyone would like to come down to Kentucky for some "good ole boy" paintball, i'm on the red team. i've got my shirt and everything. wax got it for me and i'm even wearing it to work today with a tie. 8^)
2001.12.24 | boysen
As told by Mar

'Twas the night before Christmas, when across the landscape
Not a berry was stirring, not even a grape;
The pitchers were set by the garden wall with care,
In hopes that St. Juicilas soon would be there;

The seeds were nestled all snug in their dirt,
While visions of suger-plums danced in their roots;
And MrsMar in her 'kerchief, and Halle in my cap,
We three had settled down for a long night's "nap."

When out in the garden there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the black to see what was the matter.
Away from my planting I flew like a flash,
Threw on my peel and tossed out my stash.

The moon on the crest of the new-fallen ice
Gave a lustre to all, made everything look nice,
When, what to my wondering eyes did I see,
But the elder berry's rig, and eight tiny berries!

With a goofy old driver, so holy yet loose,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Juice.
More fiesty than rage, his produce they came,
And he wooted, and yelled, and called them by name;

"Now, Dingle! now, Lycan! now, Larry and Poison!
On, Huckle! on Apoc! on, BOBBY and Boysen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As brown leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
Like wild martians to the garden wall they flew,
With a tanker full of juice, and St. Juicilas too.

And then, quick and scary, I heard on the eaves
The prancing and pawing of their little runt leaves.
As I drew in my hand, and was mulling a hunch,
Down the wall St. Juicilas came with a crunch.

He was dressed all in wax, from his top to his bottom,
And his shoes were all shiny, from the blue dripping on them;
A keg full of juice he had flung on his back,
Looking like a bartender, rooting thru his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his soul how merry!
His cheeks were like cranberries, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the sour smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a big round midriff,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of Coolwhip.

He was chubby and sweet, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A razz of my style and a goose of his hand,
I soon let him know that I was his biggest fan;

He spoke not a word, and never taxed his work,
He filled all the pitchers; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
gave me a cookie then up the wall he rose;

He sprang to his rig, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a chinkle.
Yelling louder than Chuck or Manilow, just out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all, a berry good-night."
2001.12.21 | boysen
3 cheers! no wait, 4 cheers!! uh, no one ever does 4 cheers, maybe we should go back to 3, yeah, 3 is right, ok... 3 cheers for the newest berry! Brownberry is now official!
2001.12.20 | boysen
i don't know what Wax is smokin' these days, the letter doesn't say "David". Psycho.
2001.12.20 | wax
Apparently what might confuse mom and dad even more about David's letter home is the fact that he signed it "Mark". Skitzo.
2001.12.20 | boysen
woo woo, third post in 2 hours. thought you might like to see what 47% of 100,000 people deemed, the funniest joke in the world.
2001.12.20 | boysen
Blizzard hasn't released Warcraft III just yet, but you can look at their new action figures. <smile>
2001.12.20 | boysen
Lord of the Rings first episode, Fellowship of the Ring, opened yesterday and my initial thought is that there was nothing significant that i would change. the movie far exceeded my expectations, which i kept purposely low. the sets and special effects were amazing. the characters, for the most part, were as believable as could be crafted without using non-human actors. the script was taken almost entirely from the book. now remember, this movie is close to 3 hours long, and it still didn't include all the scenes from the book, so sadly Tom is missing.

but if i had to pick on something, it would be the issue of timing. from Bilbo's birthday to the time they arrived on Mordor's doorstep, the book counted as 5-6 months. In the movie, i would guess it was closer to a month or so. we never see the party beddown or camp out or stay anywhere for more than a night or two. and the 6 day trip from Flattop to Rivendell seemed to take only the matter of moments in the movie.

all in all, it's hard to complain because the task of taking the most important scenes and ideals from the book and extracting that down to a 3 hour movie must have been a most difficult task, but i believe they pulled it off with great success. but be warned, it's not a movie for young children as the evil creatures and gory battle scenes could leave their mark on the immature. (Roots might want to wait a year or two.)
2001.12.18 | boysen
time is moving at a pace that's much to quick for my aged, feeble mind.

i was reminded today that it's been 16 years since i rescued that consolate member from Islamic extremists back in '85. what's even more amazing is that it's been more than 7 years since i completely lost my hair, began wearing Depends and started watching Andy Griffith reruns.
2001.12.13 | boysen
a college student sent an interesting letter home before returning for Christmas break. i thought i was appropriate for a number of you berries out there. Roots?
2001.12.12 | boysen
holy letdown batman! i knew Tomb Raider wasn't going to be worth plunking down $7.50 at the theatre, but even on video this "gem" was laughable from start to finish. i haven't been this underwhelmed since Crouching Tony Hidden Hague.
2001.12.12 | boysen
remember "it"? well, Segway perfected the scooter concept, but other transportation concepts have been tried before. none really "took off" (pardon my pun), but that's not to say it wouldn't be fun to give a couple of those puppies a spin around the block.
2001.12.11 | boysen
the holiday spirit has got a hold on me. now i just need my need computer to arrive so i can finally play some of the newer 3D shooters, like Max Payne.
2001.12.10 | boysen
apparently Mar has the same problem that many truckers have—difficulty seeing people in his blind spot. just ask him about his female partner in the porta-potty.
2001.12.4 | boysen
remember several years back when someone sent out that festive holiday desktop screensaver? you can do that again. 8^)
2001.12.3 | boysen
crack reporter boysen here. remember back in January when i hipped you cats to the greatest invention since the car? what was it? they wouldn't tell us... until today. if you want to know what it is, it's Dean Kamen's Segway. it's truly quite ingenius, but they need to bring that price down from 3-large.
2001.12.3 | boysen
"Don't go breakin' my heart. I couldn't if I tried."
2001.12.1 | boysen
wooters! i still got it.