AUSTIN FREENET

SENT FROM: firebird
TYPE: public post
TIME: March 4th, 3:48pm

i finished my latest cross stitch



anyway so i was out raiding the michaels, looking for more pattern and came across the grossest fucking thing

behold



dorogoy, now we know what to do when dozor sheds so much

[private to dog park]
and i made something for all the officers too. vic'll bring them to chapel

( we ride together, we die together )

SENT FROM: dogeatdog
TYPE: Public Post
TIME: October 4, 2018 3:42 AM

Reader, I'm relieved d to inform you that my darlin sister does not have her own space galleaon capable of journeyin thru the skies & stars, armed with illegal radiation cannons and murder harpoons nor packed stem to stern with every form of decadence and finery and pretty much any dessert you can think of cooked to perfection. Because that would be too much. That would sort of be more n I can take from her. I mean I love her dearly but if she had her own space galleon on top of all the other amazing merits she got to her name I'd have to be like, I wish you would stop now. I mean how. How did you achieve all this. We got the same dumb parents. We dropped outta the same dumb high school. How did you even. And more importantly, why are we botherin with adventures and escapades and complicated revenge plots when we can just travel through space n time? (Oh, did I not mention the goddamn tesseract drive?) But it's alright cause as it turns out she only rents this cabin on a space galleon so we're good. That's nothing. That don't make me feel bad. One thing I learned in life it's this, that anyone can rent anything from anyboddy. So OK yes addmittedly yes this rented cabin on the space galleon is nicer n most nations. And yes I have to say I'm sorta wishing we never make it to the desalination plants cause I never wanna leave the bean bag chairs and calamari poppers and pleasure apps and music that sounds like the cool side of the pillow. But then I see my sister lookin out the porthole down at the stars, and I know this ain't about my wishes and wants. It's about hers. And hers are mine, now and always. And so we both want the following things and that's that:

1) To see Paris
2) To see anything (we're blind.)
3) Swim WITHOUT dolphins for ONCE
4) Milk one of God’s lesser beasts (bat, eel, etc.)
5) Climb a mountain (acceptable types of mountains: hard rock candy, Brokeback)
6_ Go back in time n go to Hitler and be like hey come on
7) Get down to my birth weight (9.1 lbs)
10)Build a ship in a bottle (a full-sized navy-sized ship in a baby bottle, this is gunna be tough)%
11) Mate a Labrador with another Labrador n create designer breed LabraLab

SENT FROM: withaneedle
TYPE: Public Post
TIME: 9/5/18 1:30PM

There are days I miss wall calendars. Marking those squares used to be real satisfying.

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SENT FROM: Noa Bellamy
TYPE: Text to Rodeo Hawkins
TIME: 9/5/18 3:30PM

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SENT FROM: legallyblonde
TYPE: public post
TIME: September 1, 9:38pm

If Austin can have a bar, I think we should have a public library again. It's not like we've got Netflix anymore and we cleared out so many books from LBJ and the School of Public Affairs when we first got here. They're just sitting in an unused building right now. Seems like a shame.

Obviously this would be accessible to LBJ survivors but anyone else out there interested?

[Private to Maizie]
I got inspired by that book exchange you did a while back. Would you be interested in helping out? Gray would--

[Private to LBJ Survivors]
With the Scout Killer still out there and curfew still firmly in place, I thought working on setting up this lending library would be a nice thing to work on in the meantime. Supply Scouts will get further details from their department head but any additional help would be greatly appreciated.

From: yolo
Type: Public Post
Date: September 1, 9:30AM

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i swear to god if the heat don't break soon i'm gonna lose my god damn mind. also who decided it'd be a good idea to make cats with this much hair on them? gets all over the damn place. but that might be human error because i caught the kid combing him with a regular comb instead of something meant for pets?

this is what my life has become apparently just a whole load of bitching about cats. fuck. i been cooped up in here too long.

physical therapy starts this month at least. something new.

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From: Vic Scherbatsky
Type: Text to Max Mendelson
Date: September 1

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SENT FROM: momo
TYPE: private post to the Dog Park

I think I've gathered a decent amount of seeds and trimmings to get started.

So, does anyone object to my starting up that greenhouse?

If not, who's willing to help me begin breaking ground?

From: badmoonrising
Type: filtered to Dog Park people


i've been working on something. don't care who says i'm crazy, some of you lard asses need a good workout on the daily. and after seeing some of you pathetic idiots doing what you think is hand to hand... a lot of you need a refresher that ain't bruce lee movies.

so i've been gathering some equipment, just some ropes and weights and a couple mats for now because i don't want any of you to whine because your back is bruised up from being thrown around but we'll be having a gym at the park soon. if i get some shit together we might even have a ring, so those that know what they are doing all five of us can use that too.

all others... maybe we can teach you are thing or two. no roundhouse kick attempts or i will break your fucking neck.

From: Something
Type: Public

The crow done died on me in the night.

Hope it isn't a sign. It sure feels like one.

SENT FROM: dogeatdog
TYPE: Public Post

It ain't easy to get a good meal these days. Luckily I'm no stranger to scroungin, and even in these tryin times I find myself noshing on only the finest of fares. And you can too, if y'all just follow these simple recipes I'm submitting as part o my new segment I'd like to call COOKING WITH FAILURE.

OLDTIME STEAK RECIPE
Ingredients:
4 cans of Spam
3 tablespoons salt
1/2 bottle ketchup
1 towel
1 knife
1 fork

Take the Spam logs outta their cans. Feel free to drink any residual ham juice left in the can, it ain't as satisfying as suckin on that lil blood pad that used to come at the bottom o the steak package but it'll do in a pinch. Place the Spam on a flat surface, like say a countertop or your girl's ass, and take one of the tablespoons of salt and pour it over the Spam "steaks." Next, put the Spam on a towel and put that in the microwave. Heat the Spam at maximum setting for 10 minutes. Don't get impatient and take the "steaks" out before. 10 minutes is perfect to really lock in that old fashioned "microwaved meat" taste. When the time's up you oughta have a hot towel full of shriveled Spam. Take the remaining two tablespoons of salt and pour em over the "steaks." Now douse the "steaks" with about half a bottle of ketchup. Voila! You're done, and in under an hour! If needed you can substitute mustard for ketchup, sugar for salt, or your imagination for the Spam.

SOUP A LA STOVE
Ingredients:
1 can tomato soup
1 phone call
1 motormouth bitch
27 vicious insults

Open a can of tomato soup with a knife and let simmer on the stove. Don't go botherin with a pot, an open can is Nature's Pot. Stir the soup gently with your knife. When soup starts to look "hot," stop stirrin. At this point you're gonna wanna pick up the phone and answer a call from (1) motormouth bitch informing you that she's bout to set your bike on fire for double dealin her. Your soup should be coming to a smoky boil right about now, so take your time liberally sprinkling the conversation with 27 vicious insults. These should have been prepared beforehand and baked in a preheated psyche for approximately 4 hours. Pay particular attention to her tendency to slur her R's. Now if you followed this recipe to the letter, she already hung up on you. Enjoy your charred tomato brick from the can with a fork.

SENT FROM: badmoonrising
TYPE: public post

if anyone happens to have wood lying around (2x4, 4x4, anything really) let me know. i'll take plywood if i have to.

keep your fucking jokes about wood to yourself.

From: something
Type: Public Post

I found an abandoned carnival trailer with a cotton candy machine and the floss sugar. I think I'll be keeping that.

But there were other great things available for trade.

Like popcorn "topping" for movie watchers.
Other types of flavored powders and "spices" not so sure.
The corn kernels were visited by critters so those aren't any good.
There were some pretty awesome signs though.
Of course some spare parts but not that much in the way of that.

From: falling2pieces
Type: public, all

bet you all w i s h

you were underground

now

From: loboferoz
Type: public post


So this shit actually works, huh? People use this thing like motherfucking twitter or is it more craigslist?

From: badmoonrising
Type: public

i'm hungry bored drunk starting to get worried about my obsession with bacon. what's something you want back? not that I care

SENT FROM: tacokicker
TYPE: Public Post

its pretty cool to have wifi again i guess not that id really used it much even before the whole zombie apocalypse thing feels kinda weird tbh? like its giving off this hella nostalgic vibe of normalcy when its p obv the new norm is avoiding the walking dead

remember the walking dead? id liked it better when it was just on tv and i could turn that shit off