Thu 27 Nov 2008
Liephus and Voulant try to understand Paul’s blog
Posted by laup under Discussion, Guests of Doom
[11] Comments
Voulant: paul’s blog….
Voulant: wow
Liephus: dude…
Voulant: i’m still back in september
Voulant: but its insane
Liephus: and it’s all freakin’ UFO Girl
Voulant: i mean
Voulant: yes
Voulant: i seriously think he’s crazy
Voulant: or will be
Voulant: “I had a dream two weeks ago, where I was trying to keep my mirage from waking up. He was in a coffin, and I was with a bunch of people, trying to convince them to help me before it was too late. I was chopping my mirage’s limbs off with an axe, afraid he would wake up and we’d all be jacked. His eyes were open and looking at me letting me know he knew what I was doing. Perhaps what I was doing was futile.”
Liephus: 🙂
Voulant: pauls blog reminds me of the writings Brad Pitt and Ed Norton found in the basement of the dilapidated house in the movie ‘Fight Club’
Liephus: hmm… been years since I’ve seen that movie
Voulant: ah
Voulant: ok
Voulant: its one of my favs
Liephus: it is awesome, just haven’t watched it in a long time
Liephus: November in Paul’s blog is all UFO Girl and random 70s stuff
Voulant: ok
Voulant: i’m still in sept
Voulant: so i have a ways to go
Liephus: with the occassional understandable post
Voulant: haha
Voulant: ‘occasional’
Voulant: haha
Voulant: paul… wow
Liephus: “I get back from my stupid search for the alien critter, and I receive the Mr. Megaphone treatment from UFO Girl. She just made all that stuff up. The big hoot was watching me blunder around in an area of high psychic radioactivity, with malfunctioning killer robots wandering around ready to smash skulls. The excitement of wondering whether I would fall down go boom or get opened like a can of tuna was a blast for her.”
Voulant: WHAT DOES IT MEAN!!!!!?!?!?!?!???!!!!!!!!!!?
Liephus: the funny part about that… it the BEGINNING of the post
Liephus: no explanation whatsoever
Voulant: oh dear
Voulant: haha
Liephus: I can’t wait for his book to come out! 😉
Liephus: we’ll be clueless 5 pages in
Voulant: completely lost
Liephus: I can imagine the IM conversations about it now
Liephus: “Who or what is the main character?”
Voulant: “are they fighting monsters, or aliens, or demons, or just imagining everything?”
Liephus: “Does this guy really have wheels for feet?”
Voulant: “ok.. so is the talking rock -really- a character?”
Liephus: “So… did the good guys win? Actually, who are the good guys?”
Voulant: back to teh blog
Voulant: “I’m driving to the parental unit’s batcave with K, and while we are waiting at the stoplight, we hear bagpipes. I search in vain for the source. It’s coming from the woods, and it sounds like some kind of battle march. Well crumbs that about sums up the times, doesn’t it?”
Voulant: WTF!
Liephus: It made sense, up until “about sums up the times”
Voulant: right
Voulant: exactly!
Voulant: i can see everything else happening
Voulant: until paul imparts upon us what he is thinking
Voulant: then it just goes to s**t
Liephus: rofl
Voulant: haha
Voulant: just sayin man
Voulant: i try to make sense of this crap
Liephus: sometimes you just gotta say to yourself, “Ok, whatever… next post.”
Liephus: sometimes being about 4/5 posts
Voulant: 85%
Voulant: haha
Liephus: maybe his posts are just madlibs that he does
Voulant: borrowing HEAVILY from fantasy and science fiction for nouns and adjectives
Voulant: “____ _____ went to the _____ for some _____ ”
Voulant: Voulant would say…
Voulant: “My friends went to the supermarket for some beer”
Voulant: Paul would say…
Voulant: “Radioactive space slugs went to the starbase in Sector 2.2 for some plutonic mental recharge nuggets”
Voulant: coming up with that gave me a headache
Liephus: lol
I give thanks for my friends on this day, because they know the DEAL.
hekate yeah, v+l.
major thanks coming your way, p. radioactive space charge nugget salute, yo. and may the yums today be spectacular. 🙂
aaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitt!
ps: check out snoop dog making mashed potatoes with martha stewart on bamboo nation!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
hek sister x
What don’t these jokers understand?;)
Paul has a very unique (this is the part where Leiph would interject “aka weird”)writing style. Insanity points help as does a sense of humor. Most times I’ll get the gist. Others, no earthly clue, but still enjoy an entertaining read.I suspect there is true method to the madness, and, if it’s anything like the WarHammer adventures, it’s one hell of a roller coaster with some wicked awesome twists.
It’s like those stereogram pictures. You can try too hard to “see” message. Just relax, take it in, and it will reveal itself to you.
This is the part where Leiph lowers the boom on me with a devestating, yet hilarious one liner that sends the party into tearful laughter for the next ten minutes.
I just can’t convey how hard I laughed at the leiph and voulant exchange! Do I ever miss you guys!
ok, and another thing.
you know a big part of the paulblog craziness that i love is how it gives me permission to follow the thread no matter how wonky. i mean, i got lotsa ‘wha?’ going on on my blog 2 (in facto paulo waz one to say so!!) now is that pot calling the kettle or what? and how cool to both be cauldrons. 🙂
so paul. thank you for the twisty paths. your giving yourself permission to take the oblique road has helped me. there’s a time to iron it out, make it clear, go for precision, certainly. but not until it’s time. used too early, clarification schemes can suck the life out of anything. you know?
[liftin’ each other up! party music jumpin!]
x
ps: shoutout to alexi and your folk whereeva you are!
Word, Hek-sista. Actually, being my Hek-sista makes sense of a lot of our connections now that I think about it. Pots and kettles writing and being mirrors for each other. Running into you at this time has been very helpful for me, and if it gives you the +1 bonus, all the better!
Alexi, major props to ya. Yeah, I miss the old gang all being together for the crazy Warhammer ideas. “Is that a healthy green glow?”
And a hail and hearty “Yee-HAWWW” to you too xtine. That made me smile. Thank you kindly. 🙂 You sound like my kinda raver girl, techno, eccentric sort. Good to meet you!
LOL Paul! I about fell over in The Village in Gatlinburg this week finding “The Honey Pot” sign.
Part of the fun of this writing style is decoding the message, instead of it just being cut, dried, strained, canned and served as nasty strained peas. Who want’s that? Bleck!
By using the the different terms and metaphors, etc, Paul’s style sets itself apart, makes itself instantly recognizable, and adds an extra layer of entertainment.
Anyone can read text and usually get a clear message. This style, however forces a bit more thought and reason. Decoding the message. BUT, the message can be taken a number of ways, which broadens the appeal. Free and individual interpretation means more than just “here are your strained peas, would you like some graham crackers with that?” Very clever indeed, and a literary avenue I hadn’t expected.
The downside, in all that interpretation wiggle room, is that if you don’t “get” the style, it’s easy to get lost and it can narrow the appeal to those who don’t wish to dig deeper for the meaning. Yup, the “strained peas” crowd says “this sucks, wtf does he mean starbases and who the hell is UFO Girl?!” and moves on. Of course, much of this is subjective and depends heavily on your frame of reference and what social sets you cling to.
Bottom line, Paul has have achieved a signature, entertaining, and thought provoking writing style that is much more than dead text on paper or screen. And that is an accomplishment to be proud of.
Yum, yum — your writing so reminds me of the last scene of Blair Witch Project which I watched while doing some creating on my own. (translated — the writing on the wall in the last scene). Absolutely fascinating. I have to admit several weeks ago your discussion of the difference between a maze and labyrinth had me going. I need to use those analogies in another creative little brown bag book — maybe the subject will be the first witch in Salem, Brigitte… hmmmm… my mind is reeling now or is that realing? who knows, only our muses nose, that is…. maybe. Need to go find more food for the oven. Always remember, my little Le Petit Poucet…. — hexe the incorrigible witchy poo loves you. I will always have gingerbread cookies here at the house and a nice BIG oven. the better to serve you and Gretel for lunch/ uh, serve you lunch. Love You, Hexe – Yum Yum
Much love to you Incorrigible Witchy Poo Hexe, you are an original! One of those life stories they couldn’t remake if they tried. I mean, once you’ve done something like Bloodsucking Freaks or The Death Shrews, there’s nowhere left to go but across. Hee! I keed, I keed.
Actually, Le Petit Poucet is an actual fairy tale movie. You should see it, it’s pretty good. You have poor parents sending kids into the forest and wishing them good luck. Maybe you’ll see an old pal of yours in there!
shoutout again, alex. and a hey ho.
what i love is that i don’t really know what raver or techno is. i mean, Theoretically, but not Actually. 🙂 i’m admitting it. is this generational? help me out, paulie. 🙂
the upshot is i think it’s Good. right? in a free spirited kind of way? in a paying attention, interested in the odd bits kind of way? in a particular type of subculture kind of way? when i got back from india a lot of folks were using those words to talk about parties. there were parties, right?
xoxo
x
Hmm…it seems my powers of observation and assumption have failed…horribly. Lol! Fear not, and Paul can back me up here, I won’t slam a stranger.
xtine, you are correct. Techno is good and rave parties are jumpin’, especially with all the glowing stuff, lights and lasers, and other assorted mayhem. Most trippy and fun. Very free spirited/creative/eccentric/etc. Ravers are the people who go to said parties. I had great times at the raves I went to years ago. Liquid (dancing with glow sticks) is still something I try to keep up with now and then.
Now, what I SHOULD have said, is that it’s nice to meet another creative type.
This is the part where Liephus is mumbling “Dude, shut up. Dude. You’re digging a hole. Dude! Seriously, shut up…ah it’s pointless, he’s hosed…” 😉
hoi! alexi!
creative type x thanks you for being so friendly that you didn’t just invite me to the party, but rather assumed you’d already seen me at one. how very cool. as i Don’t Get Out Much, i’m delighted to get let in on such a thing. you can think of me as o so very very very little like emily dickinson — in that most of the parties i go to are in my own head.
i knew some folks who liked to build temporary geodesic domes and then dance inside them. these people, i believe, were ravers. fantastically excellent folk. their principles of fun were most edifying. lighting themselves on fire in a very contained way. fantastic! may there be glow sticks and funky dancing in your immediate future! 😉
“i knew some folks who liked to build temporary geodesic domes and then dance inside them. ”
(jaw hits floor in awe) I can only imagine the sci-fi, smoke-filled, laser-swathed, etherial awesomeness contained within. It’s one thing to get a venue, but another to build it AND carry it with you.
As for the prior, my pleasure. 🙂