February 11, 2005
Matt and Wyatt Friday
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You know there have been several names that have gone together always here as we've met new people on these Fridays... And Matt and Wyatt are one of these. True I've only known them for a month, and I've been mistaken for them on the phone (Because all Americans Sound the Same to Canadians... Or so I've been told).
Matt and Wyatt live in Washington, and if you ever get to meet them, well you'll never forget the experience. A couple of the nicest guys you've ever met. And if you say... hey jump in the river its like 35 degrees... they are quiet eager to do it. (As you see above... well actually thats the hot springs 160 degrees next to the frigid river... but they did take it the cool chill.
Actually I think they are into pain and abuse... willing to take pumelings to the body. Neither complain about wounds they may have to endure.
Of course there were those moments we did think alike. Wyatt had just gone in the store to get some microwave popcorn (which he popped in the store). One bag remained. He looked at me... with the words "You think it will pop under the car hood?" The scary thing, I was thinking the same thing. So for the next 150 miles, we attempted to pop a bag of popcorn on the manifold. The only results, a nice popcorn smell coming through the vents (until the next day when we had forgoten about it and burnt the popcorn). Next time, we'll get the aluminum pan type popcorn... I still believe it will work.
The kings of skank beer... and deserving of there own tv show... these two will certainly make you laugh.
Leave your stories.
skank beer?
Posted by: Autumn at February 11, 2005 12:12 PM Skank beer indeed. I don't know where to start with Matt and Wyatt, I like the fact that they're names come in two's, its almost as if they are twins but they are different...Wyatt jams to heavy metel and Matt leans back to hip hop. We've known Matt and Wyatt for about 8 years now, they live just across the border and they usually drive the extra hour to come up to Canada on the weekends. Wyatt has the most twisted sense of humour, if you believe that you know somebody with a strange sense of humour well then wait till you meet Wyatt cause he'e the king. Matt also has a very good sense of humour,he is the kind of person that does something so funny that he has the whole room laughing and he doesn't even know he did it. The one story that comes to mind is them writing us an e-mail this was a friday night around 12, and the e-mail was set up like an itinerary almost like we were going on a trip, and it was an itinerary for the whole day on sat, they even had it down to how many coffee's we would have and how many washroom breaks we could have. So we had to get up at 5 or something crazy like that and took a short ferry ride in Washington to some islands and went hiking for the day. Crazy, spiritual and fun guys.
Oh and matt and wyatt, twinkle twinkle baby!
I don't know you, Matt and Wyatt, but that's never stopped me from making up a story before.
It was 1943, we were locked in a dead heat with the Japanese over the Pacific theater, and life on the carrier was getting tense. Every man there was on pins and needles. That is, every man but Matt and Wyatt. Matt and Wyatt were top notch ensigns, with hopes of firing up a Hellcat and meeting minds in the sky in their very own Thach weave of destruction. Every night, Matt and Wyatt would man the AA guns with a pan of popcorn strapped near the barrel. If Admiral Nimitz had seen their shenanigans, they would have been on Corsair landing duty for months, if they survived that long. I still remember that night as if it were yesterday. It was the fifth night of November, and we'd just launched a strike two hours ago and now we scanned the sky looking for the return when fire came in the direction of our CAP (Continuous Air Patrol). It was an entire V of bombers, at lest ten deep with fighter support. The fighters came in first strafing the deck hoping to take down some of our gunners. I still remember Matt and Wyatt in their opposite guns, yelling as they fired on the Zero's which mopped our deck. Fighter's were scrambling, but the first strafe run caught many of the pilots before they could even get airborne. Then the bombers came, and as I manned my gun, I realized in horror that there was no way we weren't going to sink that night. A sense of fear filled me, and then Matt, who was gunning, looked into my eyes, looked over at Wyatt, and they both yelled "Mortuus men operor non morsus!" The battle lasted for a short fifteen minutes before what was left of their bombers were chased away by our superior fire power. I leaned back, looked at all the fire around us, and then looked over at Matt and Wyatt. Matt leaned forward, pulled something away from his gun, and opened it. It was a pot of fresh popcorn. Victory corn. Wyatt had a pot too. And on every carrier since then, gunners have strapped a pot of popcorn to their weapons, in honor of Matt and Wyatt's bravery and utter ribaldry in the face of danger.
Oh yeah, and TWINKLE TWINKLE baby!
Posted by: What, You're Expecting My Name Here? at February 11, 2005 01:38 PM...how I wonder how what you are... baby!
Posted by: itzjerm at February 11, 2005 01:41 PMJavann! Sometimes I wish I could be in your brain. Like that movie "Being John Malkovich" only it would be "Being Javann Jones"
Posted by: Autumn at February 11, 2005 02:25 PMoh and jeremy, I believe judi is referring to the new john travolta movie "be cool" - not the song
Posted by: Autumn at February 11, 2005 02:27 PMThats right Autumn:)
Posted by: judi at February 11, 2005 03:14 PMawwww....vince vaughn, what a character
Posted by: Autumn at February 11, 2005 03:49 PMWhat can I say? Well I know what I can say. I have an insane obsession with the Pacific Air War, so much so that I didn't have to look up Thach weave, Admiral Nimitz, C.A.P., Zero's, Corsairs (which coincidentally were called "ensign killers" because the radial engine on the plan made landing on a carrier difficult, so difficult that many ensigns directing them in got caught between the deck and the wing) and of course, Hellcats. And being in my mind? Well, its not everything its cracked up to be. Mainly because its pretty annoying most of the time. Lots of stuff just like this post, and not the cool stuff like the previous post.
Twinkle Twinkle baby!
Posted by: What, You're Expecting My Name Here? at February 11, 2005 04:25 PMI think I would have a headache if I was in Javann's brain
Posted by: Priddy the Hut at February 11, 2005 07:34 PMright on....it's matt and wyatt friday. First off i'll say these are the best guys for road trips. Matt makes me laugh so hard, I don't even think he knows it. He's a one of the nicest guys too, i mean who buys you hockey tickets, not once but twice! And Wyatt cracks me up to, especially with his crazy driving ability. (not crazy like alabama speeding crazy :) ) he honks and yells things out the window at everything he sees. Even random animals along the road. Anyways, if you don't know them, you should meet them.
Posted by: lea at February 11, 2005 08:27 PMHiss Hiss
What a road trip. Good times checking out Sun Valley, Idaho and the hot springs. Boise, Idaho... home of Basque collectiveness, no crime, and large kingdom halls.
I would like to dedicate my 15 minutes of F. here to my road buddies that made the trip so worthwhile... I mean, I am sure all of us have a lot of people we wouldn't want to sit 23 hours next to in a small car... making weird bodily hissing noises.
And for all of us "planning" huge road trips to have fun on.... DON'T! The "Spontaneous Road Trip" (S.R.T.) blows the "Planned Road Trip" (P.R.T.) right out of the water. S.R.T.'s vs. P.R.T.'s is like comparing sliced bread vs. loaf bread. What? You actually think you can eat the whole loaf? If you think you can do that why don't you shove a rhinoceros in your mouth while your at it... a pregnant rhino... how about a pregnant rhino with a large Beaver pelt on?
Meow.
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I have to say that this Comments section contains some of the most amusing dialogue in recent MCT history.
And you actually CAN get into Javann's brain like Being John Malkovich. The entrance is on the top shelf of the New York Public Library's research area dealing with "Schizophrenia", which is, coincidentally, directly next to the "History of Air Battle" and "African American Sociological Studies of Human Idiocy" sections. You slide down the opening up there, and after fifteen minutes of marionette-like glee controlling our Hulking Hero, you get pooped out into the parking lot of Denny's in Paduka, Kentucky.
Side note: The website for "Be Cool" has a pretty...well...cool contest going on right now. You have to make a movie that is 5 seconds or less in length. They are taking 3000 submissions, and if they select your "movie", you receive on of those awesome new Cadillac's.
Cool, eh?
D.A.
Posted by: D.A. at February 13, 2005 06:58 PMNice. Its like D.A.'s been down the road that is Javann and it was apparently as harsh to him as it has been to me.
"The entrance is on the top shelf of the New York Public Library's research area dealing with "Schizophrenia", which is, coincidentally, directly next to the "History of Air Battle" and "African American Sociological Studies of Human Idiocy" sections. You slide down the opening up there, and after fifteen minutes of marionette-like glee controlling our Hulking Hero, you get pooped out into the parking lot of Denny's in Paduka, Kentucky."