Things Nash Said

So if you know Nash, you know that most of what he says is drenched in wit. If you don't know Nash, you could still follow along and find out for yourself. This blog is just filled with things that he's said. Just in case you do know him, the idea is that he find out about this blog later in life. While he's happening around the internet.

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We're going to add some banjo to this shit.

Nash - On Writing Music

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"Profanity is an integral part of the kite flying experience."

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Joan Jett isn't afraid of ANY deviation... what about deviation in her menstrual cycle? Would she be afraid of that?

Nash, on "Bad Reputation"

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That was scary. I'm a little freaked out, and this is a show from the 90's.

Nash, on Star Trek: The Next Generation

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Wait, first check outeth this beat.

Nash--hypothesizing that God speaks in a mix of Old Shakespearean English and Street Slang

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Birthday Event Description

Hey come enjoy delicious Italian food with us while we celebrate our inevitable aging! The weekend brunch buffet is $15 for as much food as you like. Cutlery will most likely be provided but to be honest it's been a long time since I've been to Cinzetti's so you might throw a few forks in your bag just in case. Gifts are not required or expected though you may be expected to hug Renee. Material gifts are non-tax deductible and cannot be assured to gain you any particular favor in our eyes. As with all celebrations it is the thought that counts so come prepared for telepathy/Vulcan mind-melding. By agreeing to this event you acknowledge full responsibility for any accidents, incidents, embarrassments, confuddlements, or social misfortunes that might occur during or preceding the engagement. Any time food is consumed there is a risk of aspiration, and it is highly recommended that you maintain a moderate pace of consumption as we cannot be held responsible for any injuries that take place during the event. Please socialize responsibly.

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Now that I've gotten to know you I've decided I like having you around So if we ever go swimming, I'll do my best not to let you drown. I mean at least I won't be holding you under-- Let's forget about the past Our friendship now is golden, For however long that lasts.

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On Google Docs.

This is what I wrote: 

This should cause readers to return to the minor characters and question: what truths are hidden because their voices are silenced? This same question should then be extended to the real world. What truths are hidden because of silenced voices and a disregard to “minor” characters?

This is what Nash responded with:

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I made this & I am Nash.

It is about butts as are all things.

(The original can be found here: http://togetherwestand.tumblr.com/post/38685598474/too-shy )

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if angels are really androgynous I imagine they will be super pissed when they get here & discover that we don’t have public restrooms for them

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It take's too much energy. I'm too lazy to hate anyone; I'm not going to waste my energy on that.

Nash

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A bird in the hand is worth two in the butts, dang it.

Nash, this is actually a long story I'll explain it sometime. Okay. No I won't.

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Suddenly the Devil Wolf of Bridlington burst into Katrina’s tumblr, tearing her last few posts about…. bunnies? and-and-and fashion? who knows! The Devil Wolf of Bridlington became rather confused at this point because it was apparently impossible to actually look through Kat’s old tumblr posts. 

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...And this could have ended up in my Rhetoric of Modern War Reading Response...

The film ended by redrawing the audience’s attention to this contradiction by showing pictures of soldiers playing with human skulls and bones, much like the ones left over after the Devil Wolf of Bridlington suddenly burst into this response, devouring anyone who might have been mentioned and scattering their entrails all across the room.  What room, you might ask? Well, you tell me! I only read half of the sentence about the soldiers skulls and bones much like the ones left over after the Devil Wolf of Bridlington suddenly burst into this essay yet again, devouring even me, the narrator, and not only the narrator but the new narrator after the original narrator was devoured when the Devil Wolf of Bridlington suddenly burst into this essay for a third and final time, finding nothing left to devour but still managing to spew a warm spray of ectoplasm across the page in an act of furious defiance.  Defiance against what you might ask? But you wouldn’t be curious for long, because the Devil Wolf of Bridlington, alerted by your infuriating curiosity, suddenly turns his gaze in your direction and charges forth in a fit of rage and hunger that can only be mustered across eons of patient waiting.... 

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I also have Coffee House Games: Warlock Edition but most of them are about carving text into your arm with a large fang / acting out improvised dramas with the skulls of your ancestors etc.

Summon a tortured soul from the past & write a short story about them in a modern setting.

"Uhh... this one just says 'Let the blood of a small creature run down your chin & along your neck' it doesn't have anything to do with writing at all."  --Harper's Weekly "You couldn't even play most of these in a coffee house!" --The New York Times