Newsletter 18
    As I write this I have cod coursing through my veins. You see, in an attempt to settle the cod particle dispute and eat dinner at the same time, I went to a new fish n chips place, then drove home. I hit two cars, three pedestrians, and a small horse, or, in other words, drove just like normal. I submit this as proof that it is perfectly safe to drive after eating cod, though I can't say the same thing about riding with me. By the way, this is newsletter 18.

Oi, Oi, OI, but I have a lot to talk about here! First off, I'll showcase some new members. Jana has joined our ranks, as has Kristin, as has Liam, this guy from Hawaii, as has Mr. Arrellano, my Government teacher. The circumstances surrounding his joining will make a good transition to my next topic, as he joined as a result of the FDLFDWCTT shirts.

The next topic (surprise) is shirts (gasp)! Yes, you read right, rutabegas! Er, shirts! We now have official FDLFDWCTT shirts. They're top quality, Ralph Lauren-esque garments, assuming Ralph Lauren buys his shirts at thrift stores and spray paints them. For the five or so members at Cordova High School (we have more now, but they still don't have shirts) we chose red shirts, as that's the school color, and all wore them on Friday. As luck would have it there was a school rally that day, and two of our members, proudly bearing the the Logo, went in front of the school body to talk about clubs. After the rally, according to Non-Member and Blasphemous Infidel Whose Name We Spit Upon Christina, a group of people none of us have ever met were discussing our organization in her French Class. I will quote the conversation word-for-word based on what hearsay I vaguely remember from Christina. "What the ***'s with those **** shirts?"; "Yeah, what the ****'s up with that?"; "[person from across the room] That's the Friends Don't Let Friends Drive With Cod in Their Trousers!"; "What?!?!?!" Do you realize what this means? No, it doesn't mean Cordovans need to work on their language. Well, ok, yeah it does, but besides that? It means we're a topic of interest! It means that some stranger knows of us! It means we can control Cordova High School!!!!!! Then we went to Govenment, which had four of us members in all our shirted glory. I went up in front of the class and gave and oral report, after which arrellano asked what the FDLFDWCTT stood for. We'd prepared handbooks just for this purpose, which will be my next topic (not quite such a nifty transition, but at least I tried), and gave him one. He read it, then asked us for a poster to put up in the classroom. We designed him one, complete with a little pocket for Membership Cods for people to take. Then, to top it off, in a form teachers fill out for their profiles on the Cordova Web Page Arrellano put that he was FDLFDWCTT advisor! This means we're almost an official club! This means we can put messages in the morning bullitens! This means we have somebody to take the blame! This means the next topic is gonna be the handbook! Hey, I managed to work in a nifty transition anyway! Whaddaya know.

Ok, the handbook is in pagemaker format, so it's kinda hard to put it in here. I may scan it in (I have a scanner now! Woo hoo! Reality is my plaything!) and put it on the webpage as an image, but I can't do that now cause the scanner takes long periods of time and all my computer's resources to scan. Since it would kinda ruin it to have it any other form you people are just gonna have to wait till it goes up on the webpage to look at it. Awright, now on to the next topic (these transitions are getting progressively worse).

The next topic was brought up by New-member Liam, and sounds like a good forum issue: he's from Hawaii, and wants to know if it's more, less, or equally dangerous to drive with Ahi in his shorts. I will reserve judgement on this until I've heard from all two (counting me) of you out there who actually respond to these issues. You know what, screw transitions! I'm just gonna right on to the next topic with no warning whatsoever, so what out! Wait, that was a warning. Forget I said that. Ok, I think I'll talk about Lifegourd now. OOoooohhhhh! Lifegourd plays at the Crest Theater in Sacramento on Friday, Oct. 2!!!!!!! Our little claymation on the big screen!

Aha! No transition whatsoever! Take that! I'm really running out of material here. When I started out I had all sorts of stuff to talk about, too. Hey, we now have 21 members on the mailing list, and a few members who don't have email! We've also had 576 hits on the web page! Now, to take up space and make my "Oi..." statement true I'm going to add in an adventure from Member Mike, the College Guy! I was searching through the moldy volumes of the FDLFDWCTT Archives when I suddenly sneezed from the dust, dislodging a big pile of of yellowed, musty papers. As I was picking them up I realized I had found a lost episode of the College Guy adventures, hidden from the world until now! Ok, ok, I just scrolled back through my in-box. You have to admit, it sounds better the other way.

Well I have a little story to tell you. I swear (I know I try not to) that everything that I tell you actually happened. OK first off my room mates are cool so that's good. You know how there's always the posssiblitie that I get stuck with super jock who hates all people who have anthing to do with acting except "the best actor in the world" Stallone. well anyway that didn't happen. I did however get a little mini firdge (well actually a pretty big mini fridge) that is sitting in my closet right now. So I'm just sitting at my computer (earlier) trying to get the internet to work, when I think "I know I'll get something to drink". So I reach into the fridge to get a cherry 7-up(r) and I notice that there is all sorts of brown liquid on top of the can. I instantly know that that isn't Cherry 7-up(r) becase that soda is pink. So I look through my fridge and find the one Dr. Pepper that was in the main section and find that that had frozen solid and exploded. So I spent about 10 minutes cleaning out the firdge and turned down the coldness on the fridge. OK now I'm sorry but theis ends episode 1 because I have to go find out what I can do on my weekends while here in Rohnetr Park. I promise I'll get to better stuff later

OK Episode 2: When we last left our intrepid hero (me) he was finishing cleaning up after the Amzing Exploding Soda Can which had been left in The Amazing-ly Cold Freezer Of DOOOOOOOOM!(OK mabe that's exagerating jst a bit)(but it WAS darn cold). Now I decided to take out all the frozen sodas and have them defrost in the room (hasn't worked yet). So now there's Frozen Solid Capri Suns(r) and Many frozen(but not exploded) sodas which I am the owner of. Of course the first thing I do is turn down the coldness knob so that it won't be as cold(so what if it dosen't make sense) and wait for the Capri Suns(r) to thaw. OK still not exciting I know but consider THIS! OK this is the part where important things to remember are going to be introduced. These will be marked with the ~important stuff~ symbols. For example if it were important that Sonoma State was a clothing optional campus(true but NOT important) then you would read it as ~Sonoma state is a clothing optional campus.~OK now with that understood. ~I live in the Flora dorm which sed to be an all girls dorm until this year.~ ~Also there are still all girldorms on campus.~ ~Still important there are compitions this week between the res halls(resident halls(dorms)) where the dorm that has the most people at certain events gets to have a pizza party or ice cream party(their choice) some time in the coming weeks.~ OK now to start the story. I have sort of been not doing everthing that is on the list of things to do at sonoma because some of them don't sound to interesting. One thing I did do was pick up plastic spoons, knives and forks at the local Lucky's store. On the same trip I picked up a Dean Koontz book and some more rechargable batteries for my portable CD-player. After I finished with that I came back and did some e-mailing and checked my sodas(still frozen:()then went and ate dinner. ~After dinner I went back to my room and asked my roommate(Patrick) if he thought that I should go to the freshman serious issue thing that was going on in the theater. He said "yeah that's pretty cool"(or something to that effect).~ So I go out to see the thing and see some of my hall mates going to dinner even though it's almost over but don't say anything about the freshmen serious issue thing because they haven't eaten yet and I didn't want to upset them that way(or something). Nwo remeber what I'm telling you is absolutly true. I go into the theater and I'm handed a 3X5 card and a pencil to be used later. ~I sit down in a row that is almost empty except for a few people at the other end of the row.~ The rsa(important dorm person) then starts going "Alright Let's get this started." (Cheers) "Where's the Sonoma Res Hall." (one group cheers) "Where's Caberniet?" (another group cheers) "Where's Flora?" me "Whoo!" (rest of audience laughs as do I) ~Host "Who's willing to let him sit with them?" (everyone raises hands and motions to their group)~ ~I stand up and sit with one dorm eventhough I don't know anyone there(how brave).~ The host starts up again "where's Chardonnay" (yet another group cheers). (Oh yeah the host said how it was strange to hear a male voice coming form Flora(that's why it was important)) Then the host says "Where's Mendocino?" The gorup I'm with get's up and says a neat little cheer(rah rah rah) and I notice that I'm not only the only one not chanting but I'm The Only Guy!!! So then they say more dorms and get more cheers and then go into the program which was actuall really cool. At the end of it they announced the winning dorm of the contest. The winning dorm was Mendocino. I have now been invited to a pizza party where it's likely I'll be one of, if not the only, guy there!!!!! Happy happy! any way that's my amazingly strange and completel true tale. Now i'm off to see bad comedy and eat ice-cream.

Wow! Of course it's even better in it's original, hieroglyphical form, but I decided to translate it for you guys. Ok, I think that's all I have to say for now, though I'll undoubtedly think of something else later. Until then, Keep those cod, or ahi, or whatever, out of your trousers, and never ride with me, especially if it's late at night and I'm blasting Harry Belafonte's Day-O with the window's down, as Members Noah and Brian can attest.