sorabji.com: Where are you?: droopy?

By patrick on Wednesday, July 7, 2010 - 02:38 pm:

    Wherever he is, I know he would enjoy a thread of pure fantastic

    droopy is.....

    finally living high and mighty after all those years of cheap
    booze, fast women, public transportation and frozen dinners.

    Yep, droop hit it big in Biloxi after a weekend with his favorite
    aunt and uncle. After a solid 3 hours with the
    Family nickel slots
    the ultra rare triple Uncle Fester appeared
    and he won a massive $500k pay out.

    Since then, our dear and modest droop has been living the good
    life he so much deserves. He's since packed up his home in Ft
    Worth and taken up residence on a river boat casino
    Terrible's Casino and
    RV Park
    in LaGrange, MO as the key events coordinator, slot
    machine wizard and overall game floor icon. It's no surprise that
    El Vez and
    Mini Kiss are now
    regulars at the Mark Twain Casino. Everyone knows
    droop and with such notoriety its droop who now has his drinks
    bought, his doors opened and his pick of women not to mention
    the most
    pimped out RV in the park .

    (and this is where someone else picks up the story or makes one
    of their own)

By Antigone on Wednesday, July 7, 2010 - 04:28 pm:

    I'd be happy to wander over to cow town and knock on his
    door if provided contact info.

By agatha on Wednesday, July 7, 2010 - 11:31 pm:

    The last email I sent him came back... Patrick, me likey. I think Spider might have his address? I'm a little worried, to be honest.

By Dr Pepper on Thursday, July 8, 2010 - 02:06 am:

    Patrick, were you making up these story?

By semillama on Tuesday, July 13, 2010 - 01:25 pm:

    Pepper, what else do you think "pure fantastic speculation" means?

By Dr Pepper on Wednesday, July 14, 2010 - 01:19 am:

    Patrick doesn't makes sense to me, as far I am concerned about droopy's wherabout. I don't know why he isn't on sorabji.

By sarah on Friday, July 30, 2010 - 01:35 pm:

    droopy and spider done r-u-n-n-o-f-t together. they live in a cabin on the desert side of montana. tom waits playing on the turntable while they play scrabble.

    that's my theory.

By J on Sunday, August 1, 2010 - 04:48 am:

    I say Droopy has introduced Spider to the delight of Irish Whiskey and she has taken a shine to it.They get tanked up every morning then make their way to Camp Bowie and University,and set up shop.
    Droopy is playing his ukulele and Spider works the whiskey jug and it really is quite beautiful.They attrack large crowds and make really good money,after the commuters have made their way home,they mosey over to the stockyards for steak and more whiskey,then desert and some more fine whiskey
    Then home to their beautiful penthouse that they manage to pay for with the proceeds they make so abundantly with their musical talent at Camp Bowie and University and more fine whisky.
    But I'm not one to gossip,you didn't hear this from me!

By Danielsan on Sunday, August 1, 2010 - 12:14 pm:

    Droopy is writing music somewhere. Spider is writing poetry. Pepper is going to grad school for English. The Goat is amassing guns in Daniel's basement armory. Daniel is saving sea turtles from oily sand. Mark is cranking out concertos using pigeon wax. Semi is researching biochemicals for bison preservation. Sarah is looting Whole Foods on a regular basis, dressed as Yosemite Sam. J is making bootleg with CZ somewhere in the desert tonight. Nate is polishing brass harmonicas while Patrick is balancing babies on tripods for a new photo expose of sorabite spawn. LA is back bicycling thourhg the pages Agatha is tenderly unfolding of the sorabji journal of life which is casually stored in Droopy's knapsack of holistically inclined blues and one string chromatic harmonies, and the thing repeats itself ad infinitum, while Tiggy and TBone keep track of the flies in the tackle box.

    it is a slow Sunday morning here in Sorabjiland.

By wisper on Sunday, August 1, 2010 - 06:39 pm:

    :) i like the stories

    I have corresponded with the Spider recently. We both spoke of our regret in not being around here for the past year or so.

By Dr Pepper on Sunday, August 1, 2010 - 06:47 pm:

    Pepper is going to grad school for English... how interesting! Thanks for making me for being part of family!

By Antigone on Sunday, August 1, 2010 - 07:20 pm:

    Tiggy is starting a new job on monday, the old one having
    gotten a little stale. The new one might just as stale, but at
    least it'll be a change of scenery.

    Pepper, you're part of the family kind of like the rotting corpse
    behind the wall is part of the house.

By heather on Sunday, August 1, 2010 - 07:42 pm:


By Daniel on Sunday, August 1, 2010 - 10:15 pm:

    and wisper is liking the stories, I forgot. And of course, heather is srsly missing too...

By Dr Pepper on Sunday, August 1, 2010 - 11:01 pm:

    Kiss my ass,Antigone!

By wisper on Monday, August 2, 2010 - 03:50 am:

    anti <3

By J on Monday, August 2, 2010 - 12:35 pm:

    LOL at Daniel's comments......

By J on Monday, August 2, 2010 - 02:36 pm:

    The above post isn't mine,are we going to start this sh*t again?

By patrick on Monday, August 2, 2010 - 05:53 pm:

    speaking of rotting corpses behind the walls.....

    so we discovered we've had a mouse. we know it was a mouse
    vs. a rat because a) we've dealt with rats before and they are far
    more ruthless and work in packs b) how selective this critter was.
    it clearly had a taste preference in our pantry for sweets and a
    particular kinds of sweets.

    So I've been meaning to go and get some traps, but Im sorta of
    hesitant, because well, having dealt with rats in our house LA
    and hearing the "SNAP!" go off in the middle of the night or
    going in the kitchen to get some water and seeing the little
    fuckers dart behind the sink......there was some avoidance on my

    The mouse hadn;t fully invaded the kitchen, was isolated to one
    spot and never made it to counter tops.

    The other night Im walking in the kitchen at night and i see the
    fucker!! And its running really really slowly across the floor, and
    I unholster my flip flop akin to what I do when I see bugs
    parading in my house only I dont reach down to stun it, but
    rather i throw my flip flop at it in the most futile of efforts. It
    makes it underneath the sideboard we have in the kitchen.

    Not wanting to loose track of it, I dart for a broom...that will
    allow me to whack from a greater distance I think. So I then pull
    the sideboard out, reveal the little grey bastard and again,
    attempt to swat it with the broom. Yet another futile effort plaid
    out in slow-mo. The mouse made it to safety underneath the
    baseboard of my floor-to-ceiling cabinets.

    Where it apparently has died of something....fear? stroke?

    So now we have this smell we cannot do anything about without
    tearing walls and cabinets, which I'm not ready to do.

    So we wait for decay to run its course.

    And try not to think about it.

By Daniel on Monday, August 2, 2010 - 07:57 pm:

    "So we wait for decay to run its course.

    And try not to think about it."

    Could be talking about many things I suppose.

By Dr Pepper on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 - 01:09 am:

    Patrick, try to throw the steak knives at them, it is the effiency way to do it.

By patrick on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 - 10:34 am:

    im amazed at what my brain can do.


    Pepper will steak knives work on my inability to type 50 words per
    minute without a mistake?

By sarah on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 - 11:03 am:

    when was the last time you tried pen and ink?

    i can't write 20 words per minute without making a mistake, the handwriting equivalent a typo.

By patrick on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 - 01:54 pm:

    my handwriting makes my typing look brilliant.

    hey can i ask you a small work-related favor?

    Next time you are in Whole Foods there, if you think about it, can
    you see what magazine is in the pocket just outside the door of the
    beer cooler?

By Daniel on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 - 05:56 pm:

    Hustler's Best Moments

By sarah on Tuesday, August 3, 2010 - 06:39 pm:

    what's sick is that i can answer that without going down there.

    there are three magazines, one is Draught, one is All About Beer, and... crap, I can't remember the other one.

    there is also a freebie type beer publication.

By patrick on Wednesday, August 4, 2010 - 10:38 am:

    fucking Draft!

    Glad to know mine is there.

    Daniel, silly, that title is found in the dairy department.

    for those interested, there is a must-see short video clip on the
    flickr page. someone is deep in the raspberry-making phase.

By Daniel on Thursday, August 5, 2010 - 03:04 pm:

    Or at the entrance to the MOOlah temple here in Masonic land. Frucking daft I say in my best Brit. Anybody know of weird aliens coming last night in the vicious lightening storm over the midwest?

By Daniel on Thursday, August 5, 2010 - 03:08 pm:

    Seriously, has ANYONE heard from Droopy? Absenteeism and tardiness enough. We want our Droop back...

By Dr Pepper on Friday, August 6, 2010 - 01:37 am:

    Daniel, Know nothing about weird aliens, but did had a lighting at the earliest hours in the morning for the last two days.

By Daniel on Saturday, August 7, 2010 - 12:36 pm:

    actually solar flares and the AB (not Anheuser Busch but Aroura Borealis over Southern Canada, and the aliens landing in Vancouver Washington. In the park next to StarBucks.


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