Jake - I'll tell you this. I would never, ever, ever...not even after this do anything like you're little joke to you. As far as I'm concerned it's mean-spirited and could only be meant to upset and hurt others.
jake there's a huge difference between ribbing someone for their aspirations some day. you have no idea how much ribbing i've gotten from me2 over the course of the last year, and i love every minute of it. but to come in here. and spread the rumor to us that the biggest event of the year for us as a group was cancelled? that's not a joke, its sadistic.
1 : a sexual perversion in which gratification is obtained by the infliction of physical or mental pain on others (as on a love object) -- compare MASOCHISM
2 a : delight in cruelty b : excessive cruelty - sa·dist /'sA-dist, 'sa-/ noun - sa·dis·tic /s&-'dis-tik also sA- or sa-/ adjective - sa·dis·ti·cal·ly /-ti-k(&-)lE/ adve
Jake - Put yourself in someone else's shoes....just try it.
I have hunted all my adult life. That's longer than you've been but a gleam in your Mama's eye. I noodled clues with my Mom as soon as I was old enough to read and think. It might not be a matter of life and death, but it's an important, traditional part of my life.
You've only been hunting for a couple years. You may be obsessed by the hunt, but you don't have the tradition imbedded into your being yet. You've got a ways to go for that.
The issue isn't about who has a passion for the hunt, or whether something was genuinely funny or not. The issue is about the relationship we have with one another. Playing a joke upon someone's passions and fears indicates that you're willing to use them and cause them stress for amusement. Whether or not they'll agree that it was funny is an iffy prospect and if as a result they decide they'd rather not expose themselves to such amusement again, then that's certainly their right.
Jake, if you were on this side of it, and some anyonomous person spread that rumor which turned out to be untrue, you would be just as pissed off as the rest of us! You would have reacted the same way you did when they misprinted the clue last year, freaking out, thinking conspiracy theories etc...
So let me ask all of you this. When I tell people I aspire to race in the INDY 500, you dont think they make fun of me? Even my best friends do. And I wasn't even poking fun, only playing a joke.
Jake it's I WILL someday race in the INDY 500! " Dreams are the roadmap to life. Without them, we are lost."
I'm sure glad I went to bed when I did (which was soon after our one and only Jake came clean) because otherwise I might not have gotten *any* sleep last night! As it is, this is probably the busiest day at work for me, and I have to face it on FOUR HOURS' SLEEP.
What can I say that hasn't already been said? Yeah, it was pretty poorly written, but that didn't stop ME from biting. There's plenty of poorly written articles in the paper every day. The copyright thing is what got me to doubt...nothing I messed with on the PP site came up with a 2002 copyright. But it was just an element of doubt - and I needed to PROVE to myself that it was true....I figured IF it was possible JAKE knew somebody who knew something, then it was possible that we might see some kind of an update at midnight.
So, I stayed up past midnight with the rest of you, getting all riled up at the slightest chance that our hunt could be going away. That was my own fault - no one made me stay up that late.
But Jake - HOW COULD YOU?? What were you thinking!? It was a mean-spirited, cruel, horrible thing to do to the rest of us! I know you've apologized up and down, I just can't understand how you could have gone there in the first place.
That's all for now folks! Sorry, I don't have the time to come hang out here and post regularly -- but I DO slog, and I'm sure I'll be a lot more visible in the coming weeks.
i should nothave stayed up so late last nite. were this during the hunt, i'd still be looking at a couple more hours (maybe more) of bed time. but damn am i tired right now.
There is a legend, here in the U.P., of a Snow God..."Heikki Lunta" (pronounced Hay-key Lun'-ta, with the "u" in Lunta pronounced like the "oo" in look)...and there are certain rituals of singing and dancing and burning of sacrificial skis and other wooden snow toys (broken ones are acceptable) which have been known to result in phenomenal amounts of snow within a very short period of time.
Having said that, perhaps all you Coolerheads would want to meet at a park some evening, have a sacrificial bonfire, do some dancing and singing to please Heikki Lunta, the Snow God.
This tradition started in the Keweenaw Peninsula, where the average annual snowfall is 250 inches, and the record snowfall is near 400 inches. One year, an annual snow event was in danger of being cancelled due to lack of snow. The locals appealed to Heikki Lunta and promptly received so much snow the event had to be cancelled due to too much snow.
It is said that you can go to a crowded shopping mall and shout "Heikki Lunta, Heikki Lunta," over and over while dancing on one foot and then the other, around and around. The people who truly believe in Heikki Lunta say the bigger the crowd you attract the better the chances of snow!
If too much snow is falling, parades can be held, imploring Heikki Lunta to go away.
Last winter, the U.P. was hurting for snow...local economy depends on snowmobiling, downhill skiing, cross-country skiing, and the tourist dollars they generate...and there were appeals made to Heikki Lunta.
Da Yooper and I personally participated in "dancing with Heikki Lunta", a large "dummy", dressed for winter, and raised high on a broomstick. Soon after, it began to snow, and snow, and SNOW!
The result was a record snowfall season...320" here in Marquette, where we usually average 150", and the previous record was about 270". That's almost 27 FEET of snow, folks, so it might be well worth a try in your neck of the woods. Also, its light, fluffy, powdery snow that comes of dancing with Heikki Lunta, so it should make for some fun treasure hunting, if you can get it to work there.
I don't know yet if Da Yooper and I will be able to be back for the hunt this year, but we wish y'all the best of luck. I know I'll be armchair hunting, if I can't be there in person.
Here is a link about Heikki Lunta, in case anyone's interested:
Hmmm, not sure about that. For one thing I'm a he, not a she. (Allison is my last name, not my first, common mistake though). Otherwise...well...Interesting theory anyway.
Yeah, Allison aint much for the actual diggin part and this way his hat wont get snow on it!;) I'm not much for imploring pagan gods for snow but burnin old stuff from my attic would be fun....what is the fire code in St.Paul? LOL!
Sorry I missed last night...as I was sloggin through I could have blasted that lie right away. First, if anyone has gotten buttons yet all the hunt info is on the card and second I have a client that works for the Heritage Foundation and would certainly inform me if there was no hunt this year.
That said, a little advice: Never trust crooked horses.
Its a good thing that I started with the most recent posts, and slogged back to the "joke". Not very funny, and yes Jake would have flipped if he had been in our shoes. The only thing I can say is at least he appologized immediately. Again, I am just glad I wasn't arround to be taken.
At least there is a hunt. I don't know what I would do if there wasn't. But I imagine it would include defacing every piece od pioneer press property I could find. Hehehe.
THE HUNT IS ON! IT IS LESS THAN A MONTH AWAY! COOLER CREW IN 2003!
I'm not much for imploring pagan gods for snow but burnin old stuff from my attic would be fun....what is the fire code in St.Paul? LOL!
Who needs a fire code? Burn stuff at the COMO RINGS!
Now, who's with us? Grab your torches!
The Beast will make off with your children! [Ares, Me2, Ian, Med Hunter, Dal, Frosti, Runningchick, Marley, Artemis, *MOM*, Tim, Jake & Medallionator88:] {gasp} [Scribe:] He'll come after them in the night. [TMK:] No! [Scribe:] We're not safe till his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the Beast! [Terry & Inks:] Kill him!
[THX:] We're not safe until he's dead [ClueMaster:] He'll come stalking us at night [LiquorLady:] Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite [MapGuy:] He'll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free [Scribe:] So it's time to take some action, boys It's time to follow me!
Through the mist Through the woods Through the darkness and the shadows It's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride Say a prayer Then we're there At the drawbridge of a castle And there's something truly terrible inside It's a beast He's got fangs Razor sharp ones Massive paws Killer claws for the feast Hear him roar See him foam But we're not coming home 'Til he's dead Good and dead Kill the Beast!
Jake - I'll tell you this. I would never, ever, ever...not even after this do anything like you're little joke to you. As far as I'm concerned it's mean-spirited and could only be meant to upset and hurt others.
jake there's a huge difference between ribbing someone for their aspirations some day. you have no idea how much ribbing i've gotten from me2 over the course of the last year, and i love every minute of it. but to come in here. and spread the rumor to us that the biggest event of the year for us as a group was cancelled? that's not a joke, its sadistic.
1 : a sexual perversion in which gratification is obtained by the infliction of physical or mental pain on others (as on a love object) -- compare MASOCHISM
2 a : delight in cruelty b : excessive cruelty
- sa·dist /'sA-dist, 'sa-/ noun
- sa·dis·tic /s&-'dis-tik also sA- or sa-/ adjective
- sa·dis·ti·cal·ly /-ti-k(&-)lE/ adve
Jake - Put yourself in someone else's shoes....just try it.
I have hunted all my adult life. That's longer than you've been but a gleam in your Mama's eye. I noodled clues with my Mom as soon as I was old enough to read and think. It might not be a matter of life and death, but it's an important, traditional part of my life.
You've only been hunting for a couple years. You may be obsessed by the hunt, but you don't have the tradition imbedded into your being yet. You've got a ways to go for that.
The issue isn't about who has a passion for the hunt, or whether something was genuinely funny or not. The issue is about the relationship we have with one another. Playing a joke upon someone's passions and fears indicates that you're willing to use them and cause them stress for amusement. Whether or not they'll agree that it was funny is an iffy prospect and if as a result they decide they'd rather not expose themselves to such amusement again, then that's certainly their right.
I told my dad "what do I do I cant make it a whole nother year"
I LIVE for the hunt jake!
Jake, if you were on this side of it, and some anyonomous person spread that rumor which turned out to be untrue, you would be just as pissed off as the rest of us! You would have reacted the same way you did when they misprinted the clue last year, freaking out, thinking conspiracy theories etc...
Jake
Jake - If you were my worst enemy I wouldn't have pulled that "joke" on you. Trust that.
<edit> thanks for the reminder Ian ;)
goodnight peter
good night dick!
Good night John Boy
goodnite johnson.
goodnight mr. news
stocking the cooler with ... with joes!
Fresh hot Kona blend (and a pot of decaf for me) and brunch cake.
SCMD's and MCL!
Goodnight Cooler Crew!
It goes "Take your vitamins, say your prayers, and exercise, brother!"
So let me ask all of you this. When I tell people I aspire to race in the INDY 500, you dont think they make fun of me? Even my best friends do. And I wasn't even poking fun, only playing a joke.
Jake it's I WILL someday race in the INDY 500! " Dreams are the roadmap to life. Without them, we are lost."
Jake--Jake---Jake--
Good Morning!
Well, well, well......
I'm sure glad I went to bed when I did (which was soon after our one and only Jake came clean) because otherwise I might not have gotten *any* sleep last night! As it is, this is probably the busiest day at work for me, and I have to face it on FOUR HOURS' SLEEP.
What can I say that hasn't already been said? Yeah, it was pretty poorly written, but that didn't stop ME from biting. There's plenty of poorly written articles in the paper every day. The copyright thing is what got me to doubt...nothing I messed with on the PP site came up with a 2002 copyright. But it was just an element of doubt - and I needed to PROVE to myself that it was true....I figured IF it was possible JAKE knew somebody who knew something, then it was possible that we might see some kind of an update at midnight.
So, I stayed up past midnight with the rest of you, getting all riled up at the slightest chance that our hunt could be going away. That was my own fault - no one made me stay up that late.
But Jake - HOW COULD YOU?? What were you thinking!? It was a mean-spirited, cruel, horrible thing to do to the rest of us! I know you've apologized up and down, I just can't understand how you could have gone there in the first place.
That's all for now folks! Sorry, I don't have the time to come hang out here and post regularly -- but I DO slog, and I'm sure I'll be a lot more visible in the coming weeks.
Y'all try to have a way cooler day now!
WOW! I miss everything! Gotta start stayin' up later!
did you say your prayers? get your drink of water? go to the bathroom? stopping kicking your sister! :)
nope. yup. yup. hmm. nope ;)
Jake, were you drunk when you wrote this stupidity?
Written well my ass!
Real fucking funny!
I think you owe everyone an apology as much as Jake does.
i should nothave stayed up so late last nite. were this during the hunt, i'd still be looking at a couple more hours (maybe more) of bed time. but damn am i tired right now.
There is a legend, here in the U.P., of a Snow God..."Heikki Lunta" (pronounced Hay-key Lun'-ta, with the "u" in Lunta pronounced like the "oo" in look)...and there are certain rituals of singing and dancing and burning of sacrificial skis and other wooden snow toys (broken ones are acceptable) which have been known to result in phenomenal amounts of snow within a very short period of time.
Having said that, perhaps all you Coolerheads would want to meet at a park some evening, have a sacrificial bonfire, do some dancing and singing to please Heikki Lunta, the Snow God.
This tradition started in the Keweenaw Peninsula, where the average annual snowfall is 250 inches, and the record snowfall is near 400 inches. One year, an annual snow event was in danger of being cancelled due to lack of snow. The locals appealed to Heikki Lunta and promptly received so much snow the event had to be cancelled due to too much snow.
It is said that you can go to a crowded shopping mall and shout "Heikki Lunta, Heikki Lunta," over and over while dancing on one foot and then the other, around and around. The people who truly believe in Heikki Lunta say the bigger the crowd you attract the better the chances of snow!
If too much snow is falling, parades can be held, imploring Heikki Lunta to go away.
Last winter, the U.P. was hurting for snow...local economy depends on snowmobiling, downhill skiing, cross-country skiing, and the tourist dollars they generate...and there were appeals made to Heikki Lunta.
Da Yooper and I personally participated in "dancing with Heikki Lunta", a large "dummy", dressed for winter, and raised high on a broomstick. Soon after, it began to snow, and snow, and SNOW!
The result was a record snowfall season...320" here in Marquette, where we usually average 150", and the previous record was about 270". That's almost 27 FEET of snow, folks, so it might be well worth a try in your neck of the woods. Also, its light, fluffy, powdery snow that comes of dancing with Heikki Lunta, so it should make for some fun treasure hunting, if you can get it to work there.
I don't know yet if Da Yooper and I will be able to be back for the hunt this year, but we wish y'all the best of luck. I know I'll be armchair hunting, if I can't be there in person.
Here is a link about Heikki Lunta, in case anyone's interested:
http://www.pasty.com/winter2001/heikkilunta.html
good idea, eags!
palina-joe!
Hmmm, not sure about that. For one thing I'm a he, not a she. (Allison is my last name, not my first, common mistake though). Otherwise...well...Interesting theory anyway.
I don't know. I think a no snow hunt actually works in my favor ;-)
Yeah, Allison aint much for the actual diggin part and this way his hat wont get snow on it!;) I'm not much for imploring pagan gods for snow but burnin old stuff from my attic would be fun....what is the fire code in St.Paul? LOL!
Sorry I missed last night...as I was sloggin through I could have blasted that lie right away. First, if anyone has gotten buttons yet all the hunt info is on the card and second I have a client that works for the Heritage Foundation and would certainly inform me if there was no hunt this year.
That said, a little advice: Never trust crooked horses.
Wow, that is a lot of activity!
Its a good thing that I started with the most recent posts, and slogged back to the "joke". Not very funny, and yes Jake would have flipped if he had been in our shoes. The only thing I can say is at least he appologized immediately. Again, I am just glad I wasn't arround to be taken.
At least there is a hunt. I don't know what I would do if there wasn't. But I imagine it would include defacing every piece od pioneer press property I could find. Hehehe.
THE HUNT IS ON! IT IS LESS THAN A MONTH AWAY! COOLER CREW IN 2003!
Timmers! BIG HUG!:)
I'm not much for imploring pagan gods for snow but burnin old stuff from my attic would be fun...
scribe, scribe, scribe
Welcome Back !
Hey Ian! Hows it hangin?
We don't want to beat a dead horse. But can we beat a crooked horse?
Why the hell not, he's already crooked.....
actually, i think i'd rather, uh, straighten up a bit.
Ditto-what Scribe said :)
I'm not much for imploring pagan gods for snow but burnin old stuff from my attic would be fun....what is the fire code in St.Paul? LOL!
Who needs a fire code? Burn stuff at the COMO RINGS!
Now, who's with us? Grab your torches!
The Beast will make off with your children!
[Ares, Me2, Ian, Med Hunter, Dal, Frosti, Runningchick, Marley, Artemis, *MOM*, Tim, Jake & Medallionator88:] {gasp}
[Scribe:] He'll come after them in the night.
[TMK:] No!
[Scribe:] We're not safe till his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the Beast!
[Terry & Inks:] Kill him!
[THX:] We're not safe until he's dead
[ClueMaster:] He'll come stalking us at night
[LiquorLady:] Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite
[MapGuy:] He'll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free
[Scribe:] So it's time to take some action, boys
It's time to follow me!
[Ares, Me2, Ian, Med Hunter, Dal, Frosti, Runningchick, Marley, Artemis, *MOM*, Tim, Jake & Medallionator88 :]
Through the mist
Through the woods
Through the darkness and the shadows
It's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride
Say a prayer
Then we're there
At the drawbridge of a castle
And there's something truly terrible inside
It's a beast
He's got fangs
Razor sharp ones
Massive paws
Killer claws for the feast
Hear him roar
See him foam
But we're not coming home
'Til he's dead
Good and dead
Kill the Beast!
uh, guys. guys. that's our rabbit, not the beast.
marley and artemis. do you guys wanna make rabbit stew for the pre-dig?
oh yeah baby. that's more like it.