The Cyber-Journals of Spaceman Marty Jones

Thursday
March 32
0400 hours
Waxing moon
High Tide
Air Pressure: 70 PSI
Status: Cyber-hungry...

Dear Voice Recognition System X3000
Todays cyber-events in Sector XII, Subsection Beta, were very uneventful. I managed to thwart the evil plans of severals of level 12 Cyber-Gangloid Overloads. It was not a muchly entertaining event, most of the Cyber-Gangloids I encounter these days are up on level 57. They be the Cyber-Axe weilding kind too. There was one Cyber-issue on the Cyber-Max Bus this morning though. Some Cyber-Hippies hacked some Intenet-Trojan-Cyber-Viruses on to my Cyber-Walkman. I was stuck listening to contemporary jazz for up on twelve dang minutes!!

And not to mention the Cyber-Babes on my coffee break.
For real, not to mention them.

Cyber-ing out
Twelfth Assistant Liutenant Chipotle Manager of the Third Degree in Mathematics
Martin (Marty) Jones

April Foolishness

My mom died
Snails ate my house
You have something on your shirt
A cow ate my homework
I'm pregnant
My dad died
My middle name is Gunther
My pregnant Gunther ate the snails in my homework

APRIL FOOLS!

Oh I got you didn't I

HA

April Fools is one of those things that you dont look forward to, but when you realize that it is April 1. . . It's go time, your day just cranked up a notch.

What I think, is that every day in April should be April Fools. Like March Madness and February Freakouts. . . and October Buffalo wing Fridays.

There is always that one kid that starts the April Fools pranking, it always starts with one person and spreads out like a crazy rumor. Nobody ever gets mad at eachother for the pranking, EXCEPT the person who started it. . . Everyone hates that guy. No idea why.

I think it would be interesting to see what people in Midevil times did on April Fools. . .

"Oh yes Gerreldeth de Motague, I have put peppers of fire into the Friars wine! He shall have breath of flame until morrow next!"

But the worst thing ever about April Fools is when you spend time and effort (about 6 seconds) to plan out your master plan, and the prank-ee immediately shoots it down.

"Oh gad! What foolish youngsters have put these peppers of fire into my brewsky! I love these things! You, good man Gerreldythel, have made my day!"

Oh Gad. . .

Peace to be
the QHT