H4X0RZING

[ateolf]

i was going to stay in and perhaps do school work (ha!) but then Paul whined me into coming out there...so i picked him up and we headed downtown as David was nowhere to be found...we parked near The Map Room and wandered around...we ended up at Dyer's on Beale and ate some tasty overpriced grease...after that more wandering around ensued...lots of wandering around...leaving Beale there were some drunk ppl behind us arguing w/ statements such as: "you're fuckin' my game, man" "no, i'm fuckin' the game, man" "black jack" "the fuckin' ace of spades, man" "i'm down there fuckin' the game" "you're fuckin' my game, man" and so forth...we started mocking them...to ourselves...it was fun...we walked up some, went back down to south Main and then back up...rain seemed to be in the works...we wondered to ourselves if it was about to start storming and pouring down...a bum told us a bad joke...we continued back up north...going up towards the northern part of main, just as we were getting to those fountains (almost right after a comment i made about drinking god's bathwater, i believe) it started to fucking pour...so we ran under the dubious cover of the main trolley station then off to the cover of that government building...not the court...but something all official that started w/ a 'c'...w/ the big seal...anyway we peed over there and waited for the rain to clear...PUNKROCK...public urination is a good idea...when it died down some we walked back to The Map Room for some coffee and tea...after a little while we left and just after we left, a few yards from the door, what do hear? the answer to that question is tornado sirens...so we went back in to wait that out...some of us ppl stuck in there went looking for a weather report on the satellite...this didn't seem to go anywhere and Mike, the employee, changed the channel to some inane crap like football...so we tried getting online...we found a sheet of the passwords but it was old...then Paul and i went to our badass work:

we pulled up the task list and looked through it..."what's this? 'watchdog'? let's kill that..." so we did and bam, we were on the desktop...yay security...something was wrong w/ the dsl and that modem hasn't been connecting lately...it wasn't connecting tonight/this morning either...so we went trying to get internet access to find some weather information through other means...we took the phone cord out of the non-working fancy modem and put it in the old normal modem...we tried getting on aol but my mom was online so i couldn't get my account on...and i couldn't remember the number for the UofM server...after this went on for awhile as well as other useless things we tried, we just decided to have some fun...so we got in paint and made a picture that said "POOP" then we put it as the desktop image...oh lordy it was fun...we shut down and left...we were giggling like little schoolgirls, it was great...then i dropped him off and now here i am home...i guess i'll be going to sleep soon...we need to do inane, stupid crap far more often...

Comments

you're fuckin' my game, dudeman

[ethangrim.livejournal.com]

"whined"? Bollocks! I was just letting you know I was about to embark on a most excellent adventure and was willing to allow you to come along.
Just adding a few unnecessary details so I don't have to post:
We had to wait in line outside at Dyer's. When we were allowed to enter, we were told our seats were at the bar. Half the tables and booths were empty as 6 or 7 others still stood outside waiting to be seated.
I liked the "kill the police" rant the bum was on at first.
My pet shoe found a new home at the trolley station.
The building didn't matter, only the (rich) PEOPLE!
They scrolled thru 1000 channels to find the Weather Channel only to change it when they start talking about tornadoes.
If anyone reading this frequents the Map Room, don't tell on us! I need to get another copy of my preferred customer discount card first.
Arrgh, brain is melty from overload and exhaustion. We will do this again and soon. I say 1000 White cards thursday and Jillian's + further exploits friday. and Ace of choc'late! quit fuckin' with my game!

Re: you're fuckin' my game, dudeman

[ateolf.livejournal.com]

oooh yea...there was also when you guessed the initial password to get in the system when it was rebooted..."maproom"

Re: you're fuckin' my game, dudeman

[ethangrim.livejournal.com]

We're so cool! What about the display properties and paint being locked so you open a new .bmp image ("POOP") and set it as wallpaper? Brilliant.
My only regret is, instead of "POOP" for the wallpaper, I wish we had put "GUNS 'N' ROBOTS"!!!

Re: you're fuckin' my game, dudeman

[ateolf.livejournal.com]

my only regret was that we tiled it instead of centering it...but that's only a minor mishap...

Re: you're fuckin' my game, dudeman

[ethangrim.livejournal.com]

eh, it was almost 6AM, we were soaked, tired, and aching. Centered would have been better but at least tiled, the initial reaction is "someone changed the wallpaper!". Then it takes a few more seconds to realize "HEY! IT SAYS 'POOP'!!!"
But, yeah, next time we'll know better.

Re: you're fuckin' my game, dudeman

[ateolf.livejournal.com]

a stroke of genius, nonetheless...

[goreygirl.livejournal.com]

Wacky hijinx galore!!