| penis extender Any flashy, extravagant or otherwise conspicuous consumption that compensates for a lack of size in the penile department. | |
| "The penis is a weapon" Every prevention video it seems must have it's one distillable point that they try to drill into the viewers. This particular line came from a date-rape prevention video that the women of Desmond Hall were treated to in 1992. The situation for the male members of the hall was grim: they weren't invited and were, indeed, the villified members (no pun intended) of the persecuted class as far as this video went. The Chaunches, of course, took to using this line frequently. | |
| penis penalty One of the stiffest (pardon the pun) penalties imaginable, given out as a punishment for dropping trou. | |
| Perkins Station If one is to believe the sign, this was originally a Pony Express stop back in the day but is now a run-down pool hall/dive bar. The tables are relatively cheap, as is the beer, and the jukebox has an odd variety of country tunes and mid-80s pop. Its not at all unusual to hear "When Doves Cry" followed by "Here's a quarter, call someone who cares". The name "Perkins Station" also applies to the neighborhood in the same area, probably more due to the Pony Express stop than the bar. | |
| personal hell When everything seems to be working against you, you are in a personal hell. Significant others will turn bitchy, jobs will become shitty, school will become overbearing, you'll get ticketed, and all manner of evil begins stacking up at a geometric rate. No one person can be targeted as the source and no one else can share in your torture. On the good side, once you realize that you are in a personal hell they seem to dissolve. | |
| Pescados Pescado's (peh-sca-doz) is one of the things that's right with Sacramento. This local chain has produced fish tacos throughout town for years and is one of those in things to do in the city, though not as much as it was a few years back. The concept of fish tacos is, admittedly, a bit daunting at first but it is well worth it to overcome any initial reservation. | |
| Peta-fucking-luma Every growing North Bay town which strongly holds onto its hick roots. X Moey X and Tim O'Shit were both from this burg. | |
| pickle tickle A Henry-ism for the sexual act. | |
| Picnic Day Huge campus-wide event held by UC Davis in early spring. Its a open house, reunion, recruiting drive and community showcase all in one. Many local bands participate in the day-long event, giving folks a chance to see some new music. The highlight of the event is the Doxie Derby, wherein masses of datschunds race their little legs off chasing a oft- malfunctioning artificial "rabbit". | |
| Pieces Midtown pizza-by-the-slice restaurant. Those who grew up with the pizza-by-the-slice tradition of Blondie's and Fat Slice in Berkeley find the place somewhat disappointing both in terms of cost and quality, but it serves a quick eats niche in the area. Pieces is open late on the weekends when it covers much of the local bar traffic, becoming quite the social hub. | |
| pill bugs Known as "roly-polys" in much of the country but more commonly known as "potato bugs", these small insects curl up into tight balls when threatened leaving only their protective armor exposed. Their rolling nature, along with their slow gait and general harmlessness makes them a favorite of children. | |
| pinata incident Honk decided that it would be a good thing to have a pinata for a mid-party smashing at the housewarming for Chris. This sounded like a good idea at the time. Having no batlike object, a sock filled with soap was substituted. The pinata, a clown, afforded for a number of "Homie the clown" jokes. Chris was spun around, extremely drunk, and proceeded to wildly swing the soap-filled sock. Before he was stopped, he'd clocked no fewer than four guests, broken the Christmas lights, and knocked over a few beers. Dave tackled him, exclaiming through gritted teeth that he was "being bad". | |
| Pine Cove The Pine Cove has, as many old downtown bars have, gone through many transformations. For a long time it was a popular downtown dive bar and a second home for many of the downtown kids. In the early-90s a car crashed into the bottleshop downstairs. A fire damaged the bottle shop and led to a touch of remodeling to the bar upstairs. The bar has one of the most deadly exits with narrow little steps making their way down a winding narrow stairwell, making for one of the most drunk-unfriendly exits in town. The bar has turned into a meat market somewhat inexplicably in the late 90s, but still serves reasonably priced drinks. | |
| Pizza and Pipes Frightening pizza joint in Sacramento. The place features a huge Wurlitzer organ, upon which requests are made for songs to be played throughout the establishment. The place is somewhat spooky, with nearly all conversation drowned out by the mighty Wurlitzer, and the darkness of the place punctuated light with disco balls and mirrored baffles for the organ. The mescalinesque environment continues with some of the instruments for the organ placed randomly on the walls, including drums and an entire upright piano. House members used to go there from time to time to absorb its somewhat disturbing aura and cheap beer. | |
| pizza freak What Charlie Bill's younger brother Jim was accused of being by his old man. Bill commonly calls Jim this as something of an inside joke. The two are constantly entertained by the titles created spontaneously by their father. They commonly use the phrase "don't get loosey-goosey on my ass" in a similar vein. | |
| Planet Deskjob When Bill and Hank were going to Sac State, there was a comic called "Cog" by Tom Working. The comic ran towards surrealist cyberpunk at times, the protagonist slaving away on Planet Deskjob. We enjoyed the concept, especially when it applied to large, cubicle filled offices with tons of people pushing pencils. Any soul-stealing office job is generically referred to as "Planet Deskjob" | |
| "play Nirvana" A trio containing two guys and a girl showed up at a Cherry party once which was (surprise) way out of control One of the trio passed fully out, appearing to the casual observer to be dead (party goers began referring to him as the "dead guy"). The dead guy's girlfriend (in the trio) was pissed about all this, and spent most of the party sitting on the couch next to his prone form. Mid-party, someone cranked "Smells Like Teen Spirit", generating a lively mosh pit in the living room. The pit swirled and crashed on top of the dead guy, causing absolutely no reaction from his prone form. The song was abruptly stopped after things started getting knocked off the walls. The dead guy's girlfriend then quit the party, leaving his friend to yell "play Nirvana" (pronounced Nir-vaaa-naaaa) for the rest of the evening while babysitting the corpse. | |
| player Smooth man/woman-about-town, often with intimations that the person is a somewhat disingenuous ladykiller/maneater. Also applies to living the high-roller lifestyle. Originally from the rap world, especially Ice-T's pimp-rap lyrics of the mid-80s. | |
| player hater One who has ill will towards another somely because the other is more successful in some way. Usually its because in that apsect, things are exceptionally good and exceptionally easy. | |
| plowed drunk, especially that nasty, incoherent, trying to keep one's head up from off the table kind of drunk. | |
| Pocket A geographic area of Sacramento between the Sacramento River and I-5. In this area are a number of higher-income apartments and expensive home situated around artificial lakes and green spaces. The irony is that the area just east of the Pocket is one of the largest and roughest of the rough neighborhoods of Sacramento. As a result, this area suffers from a goodly amount of random crime. As a response to this trend, many of the newer communities built in the area are gated compounds, which only exacerbates the problem for those living in unfenced areas. The Landing was in the Pocket. | |
| point of order The point of order is the mechanism used to keep order in the relative chaos of a drinking game. As blood alcohol levels rise, so does the level of acrimony between players and this keeps the games under control. If any player has a question, a rule change, or any other motion that would require group agreement, one put's one elbow in the air (since it's rude to point), declaring "point of order!" loudly. All other players also signal with their elbows to show that they are listening to the point about to be made. When the point is made, all players slam a thumbs-up or a thumbs-down onto the table, Roman emporer style. The vote must carry a simple majority with all ties losing. This is one of the common House rules | |
| poo boots Boots irevocably ruined by exposure to the poo geyeser. Despite massive amounts of hosing and other prophylactic measures, the Pacific Northwest's climate proved a good haven for mildew and the boots were never the same. | |
| poo geyser It is assumed that if a RV comes with a hose advertised as suitable for sewage it is of a hoselike nature. That is to say hose-like in its nature and having a structural integrity of the sort to contain said sewage. Unfortunately a poo geyser is what you unleash when this is not the case, when the fool who rented the RV before you somehow managed to drag the damned thing behind him for a few miles. Needless to say, if this is your first RV dumping experience in some time and the first of the trip, this will tend to color your interactions with the septic system from there on out. Especially as designated poop dumper. Oh the humanity. I assure you it iisn't as bad as it sounds: its worse. | |
| Poopy A camp staff member with poor work habits and even worse interpersonal skills. Poopy was generally disliked by most staff members. At the request of Cam he was hired back a second year with unfortunate consequences. We found out the next year from some boys that he'd known in school that he had been called "Poopy" after loading his drawers at school. The name stuck, though we were never quite cruel enough to call it to his face. | |
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| The Post See The Lesion. | |
| postal To lose it mentally in a "shoot-up-the-workplace" kind of way. Ex: dude, if my manager bitches about my nosering one more time, I'm gonna go postal | |
| pot cig Every so often, a cigarette in a pack of Marlboros doesn't smell right when smoked. It tastes fine, but it smells like someone has been making a spliff out of the filtered cigarette. | |
| power hour During a power hour, drinkers take one shot of beer every minute for 60 minutes. Given the average shot size, this is somewhere between 5-7 beers. | |
| power thought The uncontrollable urge or overriding desire one gets while blotto. This manifests itself a number of ways. Perhaps most famously is the power thought: opposite sex, better known as "Beer Goggles". Quite often, especially later in the evening, power thought: Taco Bell takes effect | |
| Prang'a'tang House band at The Ranch. The band was poised to make it big and then succumbed to management pressures. They became Charlie Horse, then Staple Gun, and then folded. The drummer quit the band to become a serious engineer, and the lead singer was recently spotted as a member of the band Pure Milk. | |
| prego Pregnant. As in "its in there". | |
| preppy Check out all the early-80s coming of age films and you'll see what we're talking about here: the preppy is always the bully. Preppies can be of either gender, usually had feathered hair (though mostly a female trait) and were prone to wearing polo shirts with the collars tucked up. Adding a wraparound sweater would complete the ensemble. | |
| Press Club Local haven for music downtown, it's the most centrally located to midtown of the various clubs. The Press Club has pissed on someone's parade apparently, as the local cops are cracking down hard on the establishment, singling it out for adverse attention. | |
| Prince Albert A particularly painful form of piercing in which the head of the penis is punctured just below the base of the tip. Larry best illustrated this once by extending his chin and pushing his thumb to the underside of his jaw. This depiction remains the best visual seen to date. | |
| Pro! At a Filibuster concert in downtown Sacramento's Profound Sound warehouse, a large, extremely drunk skinhead ran up to Mo and Charlie Bill and yelled "Pro!" at the two of them and gave them a large grin. "Huh?" they replied, to which he responded by pointing at each of them, saying "I'm pro YOU, and I'm pro YOU!", following it up with a large sloppy grin. Mo later said that she was glad he was pro and not anti. | |
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The gang hosted two progressives in the dorms, specifically because they weren't allowed to (they also had more than ten people in the rooms for the same reason). Both parties were held with a goodly deal of organization and under-the-table communication with the hall RAs. | |
| protein shake Term for sex from a godawful porno Geoff rented once from 99 Cent Video. A big fat, balding, hairy guy comes into this restaurant and asks for a protein shake. The "waitress" responds that she's never heard of a protein shake. "Well," he replies, "let me show you..." Like most pornos, this film had zero plot. The transition between scenes was novel however: "oh shit, I forgot that I needed to call ******", who would then be engaged in a sexual act in less than five minutes. Unfortunately, when the phone rang at the house, this seldom happened. | |
| prunus The LtCmdr used to bring this stuff to camp. Its a lethal "brandy" concoction of plums and a couple of other fruits, runs about 80+ proof, and tastes kinda like turpentine. | |
| psych Akin to "not", a statement that the preceding statement was totally false. Ex: dude, that girl hella had the hots for you...psych! The practise of pulling "psych's" on people was huge in the early to mid 80s. While the intentional set-ups have all but vanished, this term used in the ironic sense lingers. | |
| pucker A Henryism referencing immediate high-stress situations that cause one's asshole to pucker. Often used in "pucker factor" or "okay, I can unpucker now". | |
| puffer A particularly strenuous hike, especially one uphill. Growing up in the Bay Area, most of the hikes one could take were of that variety. | |
| punch'n'nuts Always pronounced as "punch in nuts", this is a token "welcome to camp" snack served upon arrival at Wolfeboro. It provides a chance for road-weary hikers to get some hydration. The role of punch'n'nuts has declined since groups began to muster at the front gates. | |
| puppy stomper Big old boots. Urban legend in the 80s said that there were bands who had giant boots with spikes, wherein they stomped on puppies in concert. This is probably an combination of the Ozzy Ozbourne bat's head legend and the KISS boots. Puppy stompers came into vogue in the early 90s, when the hordes of the hipper-than-thou who had been wearing Doc Martens needed ugly shoes when Docs became the vogue. | |
| pussy Term of being quite a bit beyond cool. The superlative form of "pussy" is "pussy-fly". "Ex: Didja go to the party this weekend?" "Yeah, it was pussy!" | |
| putting on the Brit Affecting a bogus English accent. This is popular in ska and punk, both of which have strong English influences. | |
| queef This is always defined simply as "pussy fart". To one who might not have ever experienced such an occurrence, however, this may seem a strange concept. More correctly, this is the sound made when the penis withdraws from a snug fitting vagina and some suction is created. Due to the nature of the tissues and the moist condition of things down there at the time, the air rushing in to fill the void makes what could be described as a farting sound. If you want to experience this firsthand, open a can of refried beans, cranberry jelly or other semisolid canned product and turn it upside down so that the contents exit the can intact--the sound will be somewhat similar. | |
| RA Resident Advisor. The RA for a dorm was supposed to operate as mentor, overseer, and group social coordinator. Primarily they served to tell you to quiet the hell down during silent hours. The RAs the group shared in Desmond hall tended to give the group some free range, and the group attempted not to abuse it too greatly. | |
| Rachel Hilary's gal pal from Davis. Rachel showed up at a few parties, most notably a BBQ and the 1998 Halloween bash, showing up as one of the Spice Girls [Posh maybe? Hottie Spice? I forget--Ed.] Hilary went MIP for a time and Rachel was more or less lost to the group, making the occasional guest appearance but never graced the HRS again. | |
| rafting trip Much like a BBQ, a good rafting trip can nearly ignore the rafting element. The group has taken to strapping a keg or two in the rafts as they leisurely float down the American River. Debauchery, drunkenness, vomiting, public nakedness, and other acts are common. As the trip is filled with a number of dangerous obstacles and hazards, such as rope swings, injuries are often common as well. A trip is not complete unless some blood is spilt to the river gods. Foot laceration, back laceration, sprains, broken bones, and dehydration have been companions on our trips. | |
| The Rage Sacramento's "alternative" meat market. This joint is all black inside and cranks all sorts of alterna-dance stuff, most of which with heavy electronic influences. The Rage is the only place in town that still subscribes to the strange idea of changing the name of the place on different evenings: the music is different, the staff all wears T-shirts with the name for the evening. The Rage has had an upswing in popularity during "Way Bitchin' 80s", playing those retro hits you wish would die a peaceful death. | |
| rager A party. Occasionally as "a rage", or as the verb "rage". | |
| rains of Ranchopur [spelling highly in question] A Geoffism for heavy downpourings of rain, allegedly after a location in India that gets the most rainfall in the world, though this claim seems to be false. | |
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| Raley Field A picturesque little ballpark (capacity: ~14,000) situated on the banks of the mighty Sacramento River in West Sac. Lying just across the Tower Bridge from Old Town, this stadium was built as the home of the Sacramento River Cats, the AAA-league team feeding the Oakland A's. Its construction is fairly open, somewhat reminiscent of ballparks of the 30s and 40s, and affords views of the Tower Bridge, the downtown skyline as well as a few local graineries. | |
| Raley's Sacramento-local grocery store chain. The more downscale brother of Bel Air. |