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 Your Hey Mercedes weblog. The Cast: Robert Nanna Damon Atkinson Todd Bell Michael Shumaker Dan Keehn Chris Bickert Norman Arenas Ryan Snyder 
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Robert: Man, i can't stand filing. I hear Damon may have just gotten a temp job filing FULL TIME. Bless you my friend. At least you've got some drums to bang on. All I've got is this keyboard. ouirf30i4h]08 =-9 oinfo043pmf -93u-9mcvpaiemn -9i94f-09kcp43m... it's just not the same... By the way, that drum beat was from that swingin' tune, Blue Rondo a la Turk... The first time i brought DBQ here to listen to, my neighbor came over and was pretty excited - Her: "My dad would be proud of you?" Me:"Why" Her:"You're listening to Take Five." Me: "Dig it." ... Fast forward to today and 10 full CD spins later... Her: "You really have to bring a new CD tomorrow." Me:"ouirf30i4h]08 =-9 oinfo043pmf -93u-9mcvpaiemn -9i94f-09kcp43m." ... She's rad. She also gave me that nice look of approval when I was spinnin' Aja. I'm the one who must make everything right... talk it out.. till day - light... Behind a desk, in a taxi, on a train, in a car, in a dentist's chair, on the ground, in the car, man the helm, in the bed.
Robert: Eating some "Smart" Dogs with spicy mustard. Oh man. Real good. Not much else is going on round these parts... just workin out tour mumbo-jumbo. Manning the helm, dodging the man, rocking the band. The best part about link-jokes, is they just get funnier and funnier every time. To me. Speaking of funny... a certain cat recently caught me redhanded checking this page and proceeded to gently poke fun at me for being a blogger. Later on in the coversation, i told him that Todd went to the MTV movie awards. He responded, "oh yeah, i read that on the blog." It will be good to get back to all of those wonderful places... LA, Phoenix, Pensacola... Denver...
Robert: Get up! Get on up. Get up-ah! Get on up Todd, It's good to see you checkin' in, albeit in one of those special moods. Aaaaaaaahhhh - Sapporo. My most favoritest of all the imported beers. It seems like only yesterday when i bought a 32 ounce can of it on the street in Nagoya and then drank the whole thing before we played. Speaking of drinking, I expect a full report on that Alkaline Trio, Dashboard, Hot Rod Circuit show. Inquiring minds want to know. I want to know! I hope you made sure CC hasn't called dibs on top bunk.. Oh I can't wait to be back out there. It's not too long now... Back on earth, it's going to be a busy one again today. It's just like me to have 96 things going on at once. To top it all off, i have an appointment at the Painbringer after work. I mean, the dentist. Who knew these "teeth" would be so much work? When did i agree to this? I should have went out last night, but instead I stayed home, did laundry, drank raspberry iced tea, and opened the store. Hmm. This all seems vaguely familiar, doesn't it?
Todd: In LA. Watching "When Harry Met Sally" at Linsey's house. Drinking a Saporo. Things are good and California is warm. Went to the MTV music awards the other day by sheer chance. Look for me in the balcony. Love to all, keep up the blog until my return.
Robert: 208 Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Queen Enjoying some raspberry iced tea. Laundering... Mr. Mach - I received no email from you, ma fren. Perhaps you are accidentally emailing borb@heymercedes.com. Don't you remember? We kicked Borb out of the band within the first week. And for the record, the last time Marky Mark emailed me it was in regards to that "inner rock star" test. Which, by the way, i did not partake in. I think it's pretty obvious who my inner rock star is: Mark Dawursk. The store is open. C'mon, c'mon the store is open. Oh yeah the store is open. June 6, 2001
mark: Bob,why don't you ever write me back when email you?You must not like me anymore.The honeymoon is over.Can we still be friends? Danimal-I think anytime is a good time for the "story" to be told.Reader discretion is advised,contains strong content,nudity,and adult languade.Ooooohh-it's getting exciting now Todd-You're on vacation.Whoop it up.We had joy,we had fun,we had seasons in the sun J- How goes it? Rad,I'm sure. I love the new cd.Dyn-o-mite!! You,dear reader-you just kepp on keepin' on. I'm so lame when I'm happy June 5, 2001
dan: ah much better..a little stronger than expected but hey benecio would be proud of me..I love that guy.. this year I will be camping in full force..we're gonna have a fire starting contest and a jim beam drinking contest..todd'l win the later of the two contests just because that boy can drink some beam..hey todd.? ay oh ..!!! he ha ho..stop me now..I've been working on this video thing but I can't seem to get my video camera to work with imovie..I bought this other video program..called strata video somethin or other but it'll take me awhile to read and understand all that hoop lah...still working....... ............ .... ........... ...... ....still working... I just popped in one of my favorites for blogging..you know... casino vs japan... track three..eew wee that was a harsh pull.. I bes chill..well I'm sorry it took me so long to input but I was just busy foo....... peace out-
dan: hello...I just watched trafico...on dvd of course, I'm not one to go to many theater features much..? please, find it in your heart to understand this little note..I know not what I type , sometimes what I want to say and what I want to type come out backwards.. it's either that or I could spend hours rearranging my words and phrases.. but I don't have much time..but I wouldn't mind going back down stairs for a night capper..so I am growing grass in my backyard..don't tell anyone..I shouldn't have to worry it's only tennesse sensimea..or is it blue grass..? because of all the rain I now have a cute little pond in my backyard..I was thinking of either filling it in with some dirt and grass or buying a couple koi and some rocks and stuff and kind of make a little me aggi thing out of it..you know wax on wax off..lots of decking and wood..gonna be three stories up in the air this saturday just pray I don't find any electrical wires hangin' around..you guys know how much I loved the juice..jesus ..freak me out..! I was just looking at the scar the other day..looks good..all healed up..still can't find it in me to tell the whole story here ..it's somethin' you gotta hear in person to really understand..it's only eleven..? time for one more I would say..hold me now..
Robert: Feeling alright. Lunchtime again at my desk. Eating real bagels and fake cream cheese... The real cheese is just the death. Especially pizza. Don't get me started on pizza. In a drunken stupor I scarfed down slice upon slice after the reception and a failed barhop attempt. It tasted so good, but in the morning i felt like hell. I know that most of the blame can fall elsewhere normally, but not this time. Not this time. Now to get really eem... on a splendid day off about a month ago, m'sweet and i took a walk to the new Nature Museum. It had been up for awhile, and i've been always meaning to go there and check it out. (Don't ask. I was a Museum kid. M of S&I? Love it.) It wasn't all that exciting for us "grownups", but they did have a really great Butterfly Haven, which is a screened in area that you can walk through - with butterfiles galore fluttering everywhere. You can also check out all of the hanging coccoons and if you're lucky, even see one emerge. Brilliant. There was a very helpful guy there named Jamie who guided us through and helped us spot some of the more interesting ones. After the "tour", he presented us with a handful of pressed pennies for me and "the rest of Hey Mercedes." Sneaky... Go see him. It's a cool exhibit. Tell him I sent you. Now more HTML work. And you were wondering why i seem so distracted...
Robert: Yes, that looks better. I try to get all fancy with the new tags and meanwhile, i'm flaking on the old ones. Oh well, neither here nor there... But what is somewhere out there and likely to soon be here is an exciting bit of tour news! When it comes down the wire you will hear it first. Also, if you watch the MTV Movie Awards on Thursday, you may catch a glimpse of our very own boy, Todd, who somehow weaseled his way in. Our boys is all growns up. I'm sure he'll blog about it... wow... imagine the op906 possibilities... maybe i should starting hanging around Geneva IL - what with the Tom Hanks / Jude Law / (oh no) Christopher MacDonald sightings... Seen a lot of Chipotle Mexican Grill's opening up? It's because they are McDonalds! Bowling? Count me in.
Robert: 210 Boxcar - Jawbreaker You'll have to trust me that it looks great on my home computer. Little help here... DISREGARD THE NEXT PARAGRAPH. ALL IS FIXED, I THINK We're among friends, right? OK. Areas of woe: On the big bad g3 it looks fabulous. On the laptop i can't seem to get rid of the picture/link borders - and i can't rid of this thin border between the frames. Here at work, more link border problems, along with a mysterious black bar over the right side of the top frame... and this is all with IE. God knows what Netscape will do. How unprofessional is this, really? At least the blog looks OK, and that front page animation looks good on all three... What up? I think I need to consult. June 4, 2001
Robert: A good game to play during car rides: If your car radio has the "scan" option where it will automatically go from station to station, playing about 5 seconds of each - Try and guess the name of the artist/band within the alloted time. Score one point for whoever guesses fastest... I won two games yesterday, correctly identifying Missy Elliot and Lifehouse. That damn Lifehouse song sure is annoying, but if it pushes me to a notch in the win column... keep bringin it on. The game needs a name. I played 4 years of high school baseball. Center field. But last night I couldn't catch a softball to save my life. Many chances for redemption, but just like the softball, they slipped right through my fingers. At least i was 3 for 3 in the batters box. I swung the Tennessee Thumper like old school Rod Carew. And our team won, thankfully. As for other sports, two weekends ago after the Evanston show was a wash, I threw some bowling balls with the Nymbfolk (no, not off of a bridge!). First game I bowled a 159. I know the secret. Throw the ball as hard i can right down the middle. This will cause the pins to go flailing in panic resulting in mass knockdown. Much better at throwing balls than catching them. Dime? I have so much to do tonight, it's not even funny. But since one of my plans involves the Improv Olympic, maybe it is funny.
Robert: I knew it! There's a special edition DVD of Stripes on the way! Excuse me stewardess, is there a movie on this flight?
Robert: Every single wedding reception i go to, they play the same boring old batch of standards. Blah! Going to a wedding reception? Here's what you're going to get: Celebration, YMCA, various versions of the Electric Slide, the Macarena, a smattering of songs from Grease, Lady in Red, Mambo #5, at least one horrible country song usually by Garth (and most likely I've Got Friends...) ... Thankfully, this past weekend there was no sign of the Hokey Pokey or the Chicken Dance - could we, as a society, be finally fazing these out? I hope so... Anyway, the point is: i have to be pretty tanked up via open bar to even get out there... and it better be a good song because i would rather be trapped in a cage with 1000 rabid pigeons than even consider taking part in one of those everybody-do-the-same-thing-now dances... The one that got me was "1999"... i figured if my family etc was going to try and drag me out there, Prince was going to be guy to finally get me out of my comfortable chair next to friends. So I did the infamous (had to borrow one) cellphone dance and shimmied back to my seat. We go together like shamma-lamma-dingydongy-boopshaboop-deboop. I guess it's what the people want. You know what our table wanted? "Whip It" by Devo. Apparently I was caught on video from a 1998 reception tearing up the dancefloor in a mad frenzy (during Whip It) to the tune of about 10 jack and cokes. I haven't seen the video, so i'm mantaining my plea that it was actually my stunt double... There were no whips involved by the way... So i told the table that if the DJ played Whip It, I'd get out there and redeem myself. This prompted mass requests to the DJ for the song and this is what that jackace said every time: "Oh, Whip It just doesn't work at weddings." Even the groom requested it! I made sure to announce to my table (to a different tune) that if it was my wedding, I'd have that DJ outta there so fast... if i still had the cellphone, it would be Don Rickles time... He just should have admitted that he didn't have the song instead of telling us what works and doesn't work at weddings. He obviously hasn't seen this video, cause supposedly i was working it real good. Into shape. Shape it up. More failed redemptions yet to come, this Manicday. June 3, 2001
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