Comments on: The Weekend of Living Duderously

By: Robert the Dude

Robert the Dude — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 07:44:01 +0000

Hello Dude1967, were you listening to The Dude’s story? I am not objecting to the current Day of the Dude, only answering The Dudely Lama’s question about the start date of the story, and hence the date of the next holy day, currently nameless. Perhaps we should start thinking of a name for that one?

By: Rev. AF

Rev. AF — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 18:01:20 +0000

My fucking notebook is dead, and so I’m almost webless, forget about writing or sending pics. But I want to share that today I received kudos for the Italian website and this means that the ball has begun to roll here. I really liked to see your pics dudes, and every day happy to be a dudeist and have so many compeers. Far fucking out dudes.
Btw the Dude won because he rolls with the Tao, am I wrong? :)

By: Dude1967

Dude1967 — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 15:29:56 +0000

With all due respect to Robert the Dude, The Day of the Dude is celebrating the release date of the Sacred Film (3/6/98), not The Dude’s (or JB’s) birthday. For myself, I celebrated the day, by going bowling, taking a nice long bubblebath, and helping keep my mind limber. It ended with a viewing of The Movie. One great thing about it was that I was able to innerduce a few of my friends to the film, which has the added benefit of they now know what in god’s holy name I’m blathering about when I bring it up.

By: Mike

Mike — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 15:24:45 +0000

March 6th is the Birthday of the City of Toronto. I spent that Saturday evening in Toronto’s most ancient hall, with gas lights and music and food prepared by a lovely group of “church lady” members of the Old Town of York Heritage Society, celebrating Toronto’s 176th Birthday. For the first time in 40 years an old friend and I performed on the stage, on the same program. To my old time music friend I said “Dude” this is a great evening. That brought out the subject of Lebowski from the accordion player, and as the evening transpired we took the opportunity to lay back a bit. It was performance then, full of Dude “what a great room”, Dude that was “a cool song”, Dude…

Today, while sending the band a link to Dudeism.com, I see that March 6th was a magical date. Day of the Dude. We happened to get the message.

By: Robert the Dude

Robert the Dude — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 22:09:35 +0000

On another note, I spent the Day of the Dude partying with 300 other friends of The Dude at the first annual LebowskiPalooza, at the center of the known universe, the middle of everywhere, Winnipeg, Man. Can., and what a night it was. Part one of a two part article will be posted up this week.

Until then, this dude abides. Thankee.

By: Robert the Dude

Robert the Dude — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 21:57:34 +0000

Thank you Mr. Lama sir. I humbly submit that the next Day of the Dude is August 6, rather than the 5th. The Dude was born on Aug. 6, 1945, The day that “Little Boy” was dropped on Hiroshima. It’s a perfect Yin/Yang thing. That heinous act of aggression was countered by the universe through the birth of a little boy who grew up to be the fat man who would restore the balance. The Dude was “86′d” (flushed away) by Treehorn’s goons on 8/6, his 45th birthday.

The film ends on Aug. 11, the originally scheduled day of the “Fat Man” (Nagasaki), with a funeral for the little boy Donny.

We could make the party a 2 day affair like the Festers do, say Aug. 6-7?

Mark it 8/6, dude.

By: R.K.

R.K. — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 21:21:28 +0000

My week end of utter Dudeness was celebrated with my oldest Son D.J. whom had just graduated from Airborne school @ Fort Benning Ga. My daughter Ashley, her husband Nate, Granddaughter Payton & Grandson Mason, my youngst son Conner, and his lovely lady Renee.
Many of D.J.’s friends, My ex wife and her future ex husband.
Quite a night! It was warm enough in central Indiana to have a camp fire and moderate amounts of liquid libation, and I’m not sure what was burning on the front porch, but I was advised not to call the local volunteer fire department.
D.J. Who has been to Iraq and back, goes to Ft. Bliss, Texas, in hopes of getting into Ranger school.
He too, is a Dude worthy participant in this crazy world we live in. He just wants everyone to be safe and know that he will fight for all human beings of all races, creeds, and religions, to be free with out fear.
Listen to me, just rambling all over the place.
Well, anyway, I just want everyone to know that my boy is out there pulling for all of us, and I’m damned proud of that.
So,if you ever run into a young Army Specialist named D.J. Jones, be sure and tell him his old man is as proud as a dad can be. Gotta go, my eyeballs seem to be sweating rather profusely. Just know, us Joneses abide, Dudes.

By: Reverend Dog

Reverend Dog — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 10:42:23 +0000

Over here in France, this ex-pat Dudeist started the day with a looonnnggg candlelit bath, whilst listening to Hawkwind.

Some extreme lazing in the middle of the day.

Finished the day with a Dudeist party for his ex-pat chums, watching the Sacred Film & drinking the Holy beverage.

Perfect.