| History: Journey to Clevland for Christmas of the year of our lord two thousand and four; Part 3 |
[Dec. 31st, 2004|11:36 am] |
The journey to Cleveland seemed short and the passage in itself posed no problems, but the true journay had yet to begin, it would be a tim eof revelry and exctiement, complete with customary gift exchanges, tragic word blurting, and even comtemplation of subjects ranging from Lou Diamond Phillips to the artistic stylings of Hiromo Sakura. And the days were not lacking in battle there were exhausting tumbles with the Andrew, as well as shorter but more deadly confrontations witha group of Turkish warriorsa who seemed to comb the alleys in search of our narator both day and night. Truly it was an epic voyage and soon it would be over, but Patrick Roach wasnot to return drectly to Columbus, but rather he would turn to the open road, where his adventures would continue... COncluded in ; Notes from the Road |
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| History: Journey to Clevland for Christmas of the year of our lord two thousand and four; Part 2 |
[Dec. 19th, 2004|09:12 pm] |
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Then there came a great stiring in the ethers of Columbus as the mysterious stranger allighted upon his new yet familiar territory. Sparce of hair this known stranger would play a large partof the journey to come. then from lands afar Pat heard more news, this journey would notjust take him to the land of Cleve's, but beyond, down to the south to visit a fellow member of the Council whom had taken up residence in a seat of great power, and then to that power's old home, his companion for his voyage would be the General Katemington, and perhaps perchance the last lost member would be joining themof whom had not been seen since the Council which was split in twain not one season ago. Verily ths day was once again full of good omens for Patrick. |
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| History: Journey to Clevland for Christmas of the year of our lord two thousand and four; Part 1 |
[Dec. 18th, 2004|05:55 pm] |
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And thusly the time came for the Great Return, a migration that could be both a trip of great calamity, or and indication of an age of brightness that would outshine all before it. Allready the winter had been kind to Patrick, tremedously so, old friends and visitors from afar made each day an ocasion for joyous celebration. Already he had recieved the good news of the return of a boon companion to his city, he had just had a unprecedentedly wonderful visit from Kate, discovered the mysterys of guacaomolie and even perhaps had learned of new treasures to be had in a cafe of scarlet and grey. Surely nothing could go wrong this season, it was a season of happy tidings and good omens. But what of his dark brother, what of Chet and his minions? |
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[Dec. 3rd, 2004|05:22 pm] |
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Ha i knew it I am the center of the universe.
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| On the road : future news |
[Nov. 15th, 2004|07:13 pm] |
So check it out I read this in that future paper I mentioned before, I kill the home alone kid with Bling!! Canb this disater be avoided!!! Also, is it reallya disater
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| On the Road |
[Nov. 15th, 2004|07:04 pm] |
Well gang Im in Buffalo, and while some of my stories are fantastic and bizare nothing could prepare you my dear readers for this; Dowtown buffalo has a huge statue of a Buffalo, this sculpture may have brought me the most joy that any three dimesional piecer of art has ever brought me. Also I had a quick weekend stop in Philly to visit the Noron, i kept my eyes peeled for IONs philly crew, granted i really didnt think id see any of the philly guys, however i whilst using a restroom on South street in a coffe bar whose name i belive was The Bean I noticed a bit of tagging amonst the graphitti of the batroom wall, it read simply FACE. is this really the work of Face, or was it a mere coincidence, i must know. |
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| The chariot is back |
[Nov. 5th, 2004|07:15 pm] |
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Ok well the quadricycle is functioning this make dme happy, and come Saturday night Im out of this town for a bit, so syonora, feed my stego Joe and anxiously await my return. Of course there will be on the road updates my devoted readers... reader. |
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| So |
[Nov. 3rd, 2004|01:40 am] |
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Arrggggg well the carbomb damage is under control, but im real curious as to who put it there, It may have something to do with the FUTURE though. You see remeber that show Early Edition, where the dude gets a paper from the FUTURE, like one day in advance so he tires to you know stop mishaps of tomororw. Well that happens tomy new neighbor all the time, but its much less regimented, sometime he gets papers from next week, sometimes 20 years from the present. Well if you me you know I love crosswords, now sometimes, my neighbor, who goes by the name of Kal' El, ( and yes he knows whose name that is and yes its just a conicidence) lets me do the crosswords of the FUTURE. Well I trying to think of a ten letter word for laser sword ( if you figure it out let me know i have the letters l _ _ h t _ _ b e _) when I noticed an article the told about a certain canidate for president in the FUTURE, this man was offering smoothies of all varities, even for vegans (except date smoothies, and I think we all know why) as well as wacom tablets ( google it ) to all of his voters. this canidate dear readers was none other than Yours truely the esteemable Patrick Roach. The article in question was an interview with one of his fellow politicans supporting his drive for national smoothie-age, Mollindra Q Schrien , the FUTURE mayor of New York, a meta human with the worlds fastest metabolism, ( she ate forty bagels,and 11 pounds of oatmeal during the interview)was for his progresively bizare program, offering her own Beautiful Sponge Bathe Givers for Old Folks campagin of 2043 and how it led directly to the destruction of the subterainian lizard people. Now all of this may seem like pretty slim evidence for the car bomb being in place for that reason but I have one of those gut feelings so Im going to investigate. Ill let you know what I find. |
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[Nov. 1st, 2004|01:24 pm] |
I GOT A JOB!!
I'll be in Buffalo for three weeks on a phase one site, woah am I excited, yes I am!!! |
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| Hi, Im back |
[Nov. 1st, 2004|03:43 am] |
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Hi, I quit Live Journal, I unquit as of now, so once again Patrick W. Roach presents:
BULLET POINT SUMMERY OF A
CHUNK OF MY LIFE
That I was much to lazy to update for:
1. Summer: I went to Achill Island, Ireland to learn my trade while there I...
... learned a slew of useful archaeology techniques and gained confidence in my abillities.
... learned a slew about how to walk drunk people home, including that I can give three people piggyback rides at once
... learned how to properly pour a Guiness
... made some great friends in particular the Council of Evil all hail which besides myself included: The Tiffindor, The General Katemington and the Otter Princess. ( you won't get that if you weren't there or if you were there and either the Council didnt like you, or you didn't like the Council ( you know who you are, and I apologize again for what its worth, please dont try to kill me.))
... lost my fear of women, mostly. (thanks for the aid you know who you are)
... heard the wail of a mother sheep as its lamb was slaughtered.
... ate that lamb.
... made a whore of myself ( once again I apologize about that )
... accidently let one of the other archaeologists fall off a 30 foot sheer cliff face when i was supposed to secure him. ( I dont have to apologize to him, he is dead)
...had to deal with his ghost, and banish it to the void.
... had to deal witht he ghost returning and creating a robotic body which was armed with tactical nukes and would have taken over the whole iseland if I hadnt stopped it.
... hitch hiked, alot.
... made a whore of myself.
... surfed.
... hurt my face on a surf board. ( Oddly enough unrelated to the above point)
... saw this dude from Belfast accidentally chop into his leg witha hatchet and not notice it becasue he was too fucked up on LSD, and MGNA.
... rode in a huge rv through a mountain path, with treacherous drops and chasms, being piloted by the dude in the above point, this is proir to me realizing how fucked up on all sorts of drugshe was at the time.
... shat myself. ( this is related to the point ahead, my friends it was perhaps the most totally terrifying ride ever)
... ate that lamb.
... got my ass kicked in soccer ( or football, if your a fag) by 9 year olds repeatedly.
... stayed an extra week with Miss Sarah Laundry and had to watch everyone else leave the island. ( super sad)
... decided on the kindest human being ever, Sandy.
... had perhaps the finest summer of my life.
2. Back home I...
... told stories about my summer way to much.
... ate that lamb.
... use the phrase, in Ireland, all the time despite trying not to use it.
. .. institued the new slang words 'class' and 'key'.
... dealt with a pterrodactyl infestation that the good doctor whom lived above me left behind when he moved, however it rendered my apt uninhabitable.
... lived as a vagabond for 2 weeks while waiting for my new apartment to open up, thanks for the couches my little babies.
... wondered what Chet my twin was up too, his journal seems rather unused, anyone seen him? (http://www.livejournal.com/users/eivao/)
... used Joes long distance a lot.
... recieved a car bomb which my dude the Son of James noticed at the last second and we escaped.
...am getting my car fixed after the bomb.
... attached a new mini laser cannon to Joes arm.
...was asked to help with the JACA foundation which excites me greatly thatnk Joy and Jameson.
... made a total whore of Zebby.
...most recently had a great Halloween, costume pics to come soon!!!!
Four Count them Four Ireland Shots:
THE COUNCIL OF EVIL: from left to right Sarah, myself, Tiffin and Kate

EVIL ROBOT:

LAMBAH * EATERS:

A COUPLE OF MY OTHER FAVORITE PEOPLE (whether they liek it or not) Ashley, Josh and Sandy:

* phonetic spelling of the word lamb, the true pronounciation is with the B so "Lam-Bah" Thanks Tiffin for correcting me. |
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| My what hurts? |
[Jul. 2nd, 2004|06:22 pm] |
So i seem to have severly injured one of my organs can you guess which one!! One hint, I had to fly my frined Shannon, docotor to the south of the US border drug lords, in from Guam to check it out. |
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| Wedding of Heroes |
[Jun. 30th, 2004|03:09 am] |
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Ok gang had a good couple of weeks, the summer time is the right time for Patrick W roach. Fot to hang out with my cowboy friend Hollywood, we went out shootin hombres that gave us trouble at the local all night eatery. Also saw the union of ION and the similarly omnicent and delightful No longer Miss Ashely. IMPORTANT COMPLETELY REAL NOTE: Saw midget stripper at ION's bachelor party, disturbing and compelling at once. The wedding was cool all sorts of other super heros showed up to view the wedding of these two crime fighting powerhouses. I met a few phillidelphia super heroes, they have odd names, like Cook and Face, and even I kid you not Prince Valient. Well half way through the reception there was the inevitable super villan party crashers some of Ashley's nemisi had teamed with IONs foes. Instead of the usual knockdown dragout energy blasting ruckus that usually results from these clashes of super people, instead to my suprise the evil doers started dancing and and then after finishing a shor routine lined up and looked at us expectently. Well luckily Im no stranger to overdone parodies and wasn't about to get served, the villians didn't count on Patrick roachs moves, but I soon found my self overwhelmed , luckily just in time ION and ahsley chimed in along with a host of others including the Vallo and even the long lost canadian vixen, the Lumberjackette. We mangaed to drive those low down hoedowners back and continue to have quite the fun evening, with only one injury to the Lumberjackette, a dislocated shoulde froma very complitcated spin manuever i initiated, sorry LJ. |
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| Ginkies!! |
[Jun. 16th, 2004|04:35 pm] |
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Turns out the green ghost was nothign more than a hoax made using a green costume covered in phosporecent paint, as well as projectors set up all over campus. It seems a certain janitor, Old man Fincklemier was trying to corner the worlds supply of diplomaas by scaring off OSU graduate s and then buying the diplomas cheap from OSU. Thank goodness for the sluething skills of the group of teens that figured out his plot and stopped him, all OSU graduates of 2004 owe them and their dog a big thank you. |
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| The robes THE ROBES!! |
[Jun. 13th, 2004|04:51 am] |
In like 9 hours ill be on my way to graduation, im a little scared, not because of the ceremony or anything, but ive been getting woerd messages stuck to my door with daggers that warn me away from graduating. getting messages with a dagger is noithing new to me but these unerve me for some reason, i think they might be connected with the spooky green spectre that ive been seeing around latley, he always raises his arms and yells "Arggg beeeewaaaaReee the green ghost of graduation" this of course induces a "zoinks" out of yours truly and after thirty seconds of my legs moving at full speed and raising up a cloud of dust I manageto get friction to once again assert itself to the bottoms of my feet and im off like a shot. I guess we will find out whats up tomorrow later gang.
oh and ps; Graduate students get to wear hoods on their robs, which is distinctly unfair becaasue it makes them seem as though they are graduating from hogwarts, and I want to graduate from hogwarts with all my heart and soul, ahh well que sera sera |
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| Tired |
[May. 28th, 2004|03:21 am] |
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Well gang just saying hi, and informing you that oddly enough I do work ina place for woody allen lookalike MS patients, it is the wierdest bar ever its called Sung Yis Wheelchair, i guess i should have guessed from the name. Its a pretty easy job thought it did make me feel bad to throw soem of those guys out, but at the same time it made me feel good to excersize my power over thosee weaker than I. |
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| Okok |
[May. 25th, 2004|02:58 am] |
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We have now proven that the mysteriou sna engimatic Mathew is my only reader. Thnak you for your patronage. Ok the answer too the mysterious job puzzle is... Bouncer, thats right I will be working secruity, the door, bruiser post, at a bar on high. It had better be a bar for woody Allen lookalikes with muscular distrophy or else Im gonna get my ass kicked left and right but thems the breaks I guess. |
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| A contest |
[May. 20th, 2004|02:34 am] |
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So to prove once and for all no one reads this, I am doing a quick contest, io recently have had two interviewsfor jobs, well one is tomorrow but thats not the point the point is I got hired from one on monday, and it is gonna be an awesoooome job, but WHAT IS IT??? you tell me guess my friendly frineds guess, Also if you somehow found out what the job is go ahead put it there you still may win the Pat Roach mystery Prize!!!! |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 6th, 2004|07:19 pm] |
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Im a bored young man, there are no villans to vanquish, all my homework has taken care of itself, and the library is slowy running out of books. If some social situation doesnt present itself soon Ill might start eating, which is bad cause I cant afford to eat for the next three days, dont worry its all a part of my new low spending scheme. |
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