Sunday, September 7, 2008
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Once upon a time, the world was a wild, crazy, beautiful place because of a group of people that called themselves the nancys and mancys. Now these aren't your average nancys, nor are they your average mancys. They were the OG's of the century, you know, hipsters not scenesters. In the world, these nancys and mancys ruled the universe, with adventurous battles and journeys. In 8 years past the millennium, they battled a wicked witch that lived next door to the nancy, and although the witch thinks she won believing they left, both the nancys and mancys know the truth: that the nancys were moving on long before she wanted them to, becase there are bigger and better things that the hell that the witch turned ashby palace into. In their time together, the nancys and mancys have also been sung to by jokes at trader joes, worked the system at the lair of the bear, utilized power outages to the best of their capabilities, and the list goes on for pages I don't dare write (for legal purposes). Every Thursday evening and some other days of the week if they were lucky, the stars and planets would align just right providing the atmosphere for the nancys and mancys to join and appreciate the likeness of office romances and dramas (and don't forget champagne) while watching people survive on an island. Alas, since the nancys have left their palace, there is no current ground for which everyone to meet, and every nancy and mancy is on their own journey, braving a summer (of destruction) after which a reunion will occur and the world will form back into that crazy wild beautiful place that we all love.
This is the chronicling of that summer