...So....yeah. Hey, this is Mark. I'm indebted to Spork for that sparkling intro; thanks, hon.
So, anyway, I'm going to go straight into the current topic.
1) For survival, a big bottle of bleach. Hypothetically, this island will have coconuts. We can burn the coconuts to make coconut charcoal, through which we can filter sea-water. Then, a single drop of bleach into something like 2 liters of water makes it potable. Voila! I'm a spaz. However, if I could have ANYTHING....
See, I'm a huge geek. So I'd request the Varia Suit, from Metroid 3 (I'm obsessed with it). Whilst the other Ops fight amongst themselves with puny shotguns and the like, I'll be taking them out with my crazy Power Beam. Eventually, they'll see the futility of resistance, and, seeing my MacGuyver-esque survival skills (see above), will elect me their tribal king. Sure, some sneaky wretch, and I'm thinking specifically of Spork here, might try to get me drunk on delicious coconut wine and steal the suit whilst I slumber. However, he would have not counted on my intrusion countermeasures, including electric shocks to the wearer who is not me! Ha! Squirm, Spork, squirm!
2) Hmmm, for sentimental value...I'm not really sure. Not much holds much sentimental value for me...Oh, wait. I'd take one of my grandfathers suits. My grandfather was a pretty short guy, you see, so almost all of his suits fit me really well. And I'm a big, post-humous fan of my grandfather. He did this joke at the doctors office with apple juice and those little urine cups....suffice to say, he's my role model.
3) I'd have to say, at least right now, the Royal Tenenbaums soundtrack, which is so fantabulously good I cannot contain myself. It's got a lot of varied music, some really beautiful pieces, etc.
4) Finally, I'd have to have a book, which I think would be Underworld, by Don DeLillo. It's pretty long, and I've only read a bit of it so, if I divided my time between reading like a page a day and ruling the island with an iron fist, it could last me my entire stay at the island, until I signal an passing ship by firing a rocket straight at it! BOO-YAH!
So, yeah....my first post. I'm getting teary-eyed. For more of the same, here. Ta-ta!
Mark
So, anyway, I'm going to go straight into the current topic.
1) For survival, a big bottle of bleach. Hypothetically, this island will have coconuts. We can burn the coconuts to make coconut charcoal, through which we can filter sea-water. Then, a single drop of bleach into something like 2 liters of water makes it potable. Voila! I'm a spaz. However, if I could have ANYTHING....
See, I'm a huge geek. So I'd request the Varia Suit, from Metroid 3 (I'm obsessed with it). Whilst the other Ops fight amongst themselves with puny shotguns and the like, I'll be taking them out with my crazy Power Beam. Eventually, they'll see the futility of resistance, and, seeing my MacGuyver-esque survival skills (see above), will elect me their tribal king. Sure, some sneaky wretch, and I'm thinking specifically of Spork here, might try to get me drunk on delicious coconut wine and steal the suit whilst I slumber. However, he would have not counted on my intrusion countermeasures, including electric shocks to the wearer who is not me! Ha! Squirm, Spork, squirm!
2) Hmmm, for sentimental value...I'm not really sure. Not much holds much sentimental value for me...Oh, wait. I'd take one of my grandfathers suits. My grandfather was a pretty short guy, you see, so almost all of his suits fit me really well. And I'm a big, post-humous fan of my grandfather. He did this joke at the doctors office with apple juice and those little urine cups....suffice to say, he's my role model.
3) I'd have to say, at least right now, the Royal Tenenbaums soundtrack, which is so fantabulously good I cannot contain myself. It's got a lot of varied music, some really beautiful pieces, etc.
4) Finally, I'd have to have a book, which I think would be Underworld, by Don DeLillo. It's pretty long, and I've only read a bit of it so, if I divided my time between reading like a page a day and ruling the island with an iron fist, it could last me my entire stay at the island, until I signal an passing ship by firing a rocket straight at it! BOO-YAH!
So, yeah....my first post. I'm getting teary-eyed. For more of the same, here. Ta-ta!
Mark
I agree wholeheartedly as to the fantabulousness of The Royal Tenenbaums soundtrack. two thumbs way, way up. But with songs like Needle in the Hay, et al, combined with your apparent "Virgin Suicides"-eque personality, I'm afraid we'd all pull a Percy Bysshe Shelley/Romantic Poets move and drown ourselves only three months in. Who'd be left to rule with that iron fist of yours, then?
- Devin
romantic... poets... must... die... (and i think they already did, hence all that drowning)
--danielle
mark's first post, how cute :)
-eli
Yeah, they grow up so fast....*sniff*
you never cease to amuse me. =p
you lost me on the coconut charcoal business.