I went to Devil's Tower yesterday! The Indians called it Bear Lodge. Spielberg calls it an intergalactic meeting point. It was neat. Anyway, gotta run. Busy busy.
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Posted by: Gary | Thursday, June 07, 2007 at 13:47
Awesome picture. Even better than Close Encounters. (Is that what it was from?) It looks like a tree stump.
Posted by: Miss Luongo | Thursday, June 07, 2007 at 20:13
Looks like a pile of mashed potatoes to me.
Posted by: Gary | Thursday, June 07, 2007 at 20:50
Very creative interpretation, Gary.
Posted by: Miss Luongo | Thursday, June 07, 2007 at 22:43
not really. it's from the movie... so is my first post... like I've said I never think of anything original...
Posted by: Gary | Friday, June 08, 2007 at 12:02
Julie did you really not know that? About the mashed potatoes, I mean?
Posted by: messiestobjects | Friday, June 08, 2007 at 17:05
Yeah, yeah, now I've got it. Oh, and I thought I was sooo clever. You know, in my circle, I'm the dork. Here, I barely keep up.
Posted by: Miss Luongo | Friday, June 08, 2007 at 18:51
Oh Julie! You're a dork anywhere! :)
Posted by: Gary | Friday, June 08, 2007 at 19:11
Who are you people?!
Posted by: wolfboy | Saturday, June 09, 2007 at 12:44
I can tell you who we're not: wolves.
Posted by: Gary | Saturday, June 09, 2007 at 15:12
I'm guessing that question was Wolfboy expressing incredulity at my ignorance. I know! I'm ashamed.
Posted by: Miss Luongo | Saturday, June 09, 2007 at 16:22
I took it as a personal attack against me.
Posted by: Gary | Saturday, June 09, 2007 at 19:42
Don't let him scare you; he's not really a werewolf. He's a movie buff who has a particular fondness for Spielberg and expects everyone to have seen and retained every bit of "Close Encounters", and would also really hate the fact that I called him a movie buff. :) But he's a good guy at heart. Just don't let him bite you.
Posted by: messiestobjects | Saturday, June 09, 2007 at 21:46
I'm a cartographer! I'm a MAPMAKER!!!!!
Posted by: wolfboy | Saturday, June 09, 2007 at 22:47
Hmmm... these first three numbers DO look like map coordinates...
Posted by: messiestobjects | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 00:23
Wolfboy is Keyser Soze.
Posted by: Heather | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 01:36
I'm an ordinary person in extraordinary circumstances.
Posted by: wolfboy | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 04:05
Dang, I almost forgot about Keyser. Spank thinks he's my husband. If she only knew how infantile Andy considers all this blogging to be.
I am a total geology freak. I have dino eggs! Any photo that illustrates the history of the earth, such as this one, I am a fan! When all the world sat at happy hour on Friday afternoons, I could be found in quarries, caves and rock ledges unravleing the mysteries of our earth.
Posted by: Sissy | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 11:24
And I love quickies. Slam, bam and straight to the point.
Posted by: Sissy | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 11:25
This is important. This means something.
Posted by: messiestobjects | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 11:31
Hmmm... I bet your husband wouldn't think that was infantile...
Posted by: messiestobjects | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 11:33
Ok, Wolfboy, just for you I rewatched Close Encounters. And now I'm even more ashamed that I only vaguely remembered Devil's Tower. It's only the obsessive focus of the whole movie. SHeesh.
In my defense, I probably haven't seen it in over 20 years. Great movie, by the way. It really held up. And Francois Truffaut? What's he doing there? I want him in my movie.
Posted by: Miss Luongo | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 13:02
You? Infantile? Nooooooooo. NEVER!
Posted by: Sissy | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 16:33
Who are you people?
Posted by: wolfboy | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 19:13
You got me there.
Posted by: messiestobjects | Sunday, June 10, 2007 at 23:14
Are you asking for a bio, Wolfboy?
Posted by: Sissy | Monday, June 11, 2007 at 07:50
Is that it? Is that all you're gonna ask me? Well I got a couple of thousand goddamn questions, you know. I want to speak to someone in charge. I want to lodge a complaint. You have no right to make people crazy! You think I investigate every Walter Cronkite story there is? Huh? If this is just nerve gas, how come I know everything in such detail? I've never been here before. How come I know so much? What the hell is going on around here? Who the hell are you people?
Posted by: wolfboy | Monday, June 11, 2007 at 13:41
Guys from Burma think I look like Richard Dreyfus.
Posted by: Gary | Monday, June 11, 2007 at 13:51
Are you an artist, or a painter? Have you been hearing a persistent ringing in your ears? Have you been having migraines? Headaches? Any irritation in your eyes, or your sinuses? Do you have hives, do you have allergies? Any burning on your face, or your body?
Posted by: messiestobjects | Monday, June 11, 2007 at 14:03
We didn't choose these people. They were invited.
Posted by: Miss Luongo | Monday, June 11, 2007 at 14:10
Ha!
Posted by: messiestobjects | Monday, June 11, 2007 at 15:50