Basic Stats:

Name: Kee Seager
Age: 24
DOB: July 28th, 1978 Sign: Leo
Yak Since: 1996
How she became a member: "The Yakman himself chose me to join the Ranks of Yakdom."
Favorite Quote: "I'm the Boss."
Favorite things include: M-ah (her husband, Leak), Doo, Ramone Bones, working in the garden, music, (Pink Floyd, Björk, Duran Duran, Eurythmics, Dead Can Dance, any band Maynard is in, etc), Zimas, Tequila, rubber chickens
Place of employment: "I used to be one of the voices at Wally World, but they're a bunch of dinkleberries" Now she works for her Aunt who runs a Pampered Chef business.
How is she furthering the tribe: Working on this web page
Favorite Yak: "My favorite Yak is one that isn't recuited yet. That gives us someone new to corrupt."
If she could be known for anything it would be: "I don't know...it's a toss up between being the female Andy Warhol and being the chick that gets shot of the cannon at the circus. Oh, and I want someone to follow me around with a radio, and everytime I walk into a room, I want them to play the Kee Theme, which I will either have John Williams or Issac Hayes make for me."

Personal Observations:

Umm...this is me. what do I say about me?? Well, I suppose an anecdote will have to suffice for now.

At my old apartment (that I refer to fondly as 927 2nd floor) I used to cook pretty often for quite a few people. One particular night, I decided to make fried chicken. Well, I wash off the chicken, dip it in milk, cover it with flour, dip it in egg, and then coat it with crumbs. I line the shelves in the oven with tin foil, and turn it on to preheat. When it is ready, I put the chicken inside. Then I went to entertain my company in the living room. There is laughter and smiles and fond memories recalled. Someone looks into the kitchen. "Kee," they say. "Your stove is on fire." Kee rushes to the kitchen, where the grease has fallen over the sides and been ignited. After turning off the oven, Greg says, "We're going to Eat n' Park."

Do you know that John Lennon made a movie that had nothing in it but his penis? Nine hours of John Lennon's penis. That's art.

Andy Warhol was a dope fiend. All geniouses are. That's part of the reason Pink Floyd isn't as prolific as they used to be. The other reason is because Roger Waters was their supplier.

One day I plan to have a big farm. I don't actually want cows to milk, or chickens to steal eggs from. I do want cows and chickens, but not for that reason. I suppose that I have a propensity for adopting a lot of animals. Currently my house is frequented by two cats (Doo, and Bones), two frogs (which are actually Logan's [and are now both dead and buried under my hibiscus tree out back]), and a gerbil named Vercingetorix (King for short [also dead]). Eric is considering getting me bunnies now that Greg pawned off his cage to us. We have plenty of litter for it, now that we have all these encyclopedias. I would also like to have a bird or two, except they make a lot of noise. [I had birds but then I gave them to Ava.] In the past I have also had salamanders and crayfish, but the salamanders died (I wonder why). I wouldn't mind having some fish as well, but I would rather have them in a pond outside. I've read that koi come when called just like dogs and cats. Back to the farm idea. I would like cows, just because I like cows. Docile creatures that I always make sure to moo at when I pass by in the car. I also want a goat to keep them company, which I will name Feta. Due to recent character makings, Eric has determined that Feta is a female goat. (She is a trained war-goat for my goblin shaman. I am trying to get her to level two. She already has two kills.) It is also mandatory that I have a llama, so I can sit by it and chant. I also need a buffalo, an ox, and of course, a yak. I will have a mundane horse, but preferably I would have a pegasus or a unicorn, even though I wouldn't be able to touch the latter (that is, if the myth about having to be a virgin is true). I want chickens, and sheepy-weepies, as well as ostriches, emus, and peacocks. I would like to have deer, but if my farm is near a wooded area (which I would prefer) I would just as soon see them there. My farm is going to have a big house on it, where I will stay and write and art, (or whatever it is an artist does...). There will be a little hut out in the woods (with a long extention chord running from it to the house) for the Yak Shaman to live in. My farm will have it's own bowling lane, miniature golf course, and spa. The kitchen will have a chef who knows how to make sushi, chinese food, and Burger King hamburgers. There will be an in-ground heated pool on the deck out back, as well as a gazebo by a fish pond, which will be filled (preferably) with koi and other brightly colored fish. On my property, which will be very extensive, there will be houses for all of the Yak Tribe. My goal for the Yak Tribe is to get rich and buy my own country, which I will Name Yakville. I will then be Queen of Yakville, and all the Yaks will live in the village, separated from the world and able to subsist on only what we can provide ourselves with. This is not to say that I think that Yaks should shun the outside world; I will be travelling very extensively in the RV that I plan to purchase. I will hire a mad scientist to build me an RV that transforms into a boat at the touch of a button, so I can go overseas as I wish. Then, while I and other Yaks spread the Word of the Yak, converts will flock to visit the Mecca of the Yaks (which will be a Denny's in the middle of Yakville). Anthrax will be spokes-cow, and his face will be on tourist information pages on the web and elsewhere.