It's New Year's Eve.
Of course I am working tonight. There are a lot of unhappy people working with me too. Except for the kareoke machine I kept my vow and bought hats, horns, beads and a bunch of other celebratory items for my co-workers. It was like Christmas all over again. I was just happy I could cheer them up. There isn't much I can say about today's events because I worked most of the day.
I will share 20 things I learned in 2005
1) No matter what Bush does he's wrong.
2) Only black people were killed or lost homes during hurricane Katrina.
3) Even though no one has been convicted, the Bush Presidency is the most corrupt Presidency of all time. Even more than Grant, Coolidge, Nixon and Clinton.
4) John Roberts is so smart we should place a USB port in the back of his head and route all court cases through his brain.
5) Harry Reid likes the sound of his own voice even though the words he uses to produce sound are outright stupid.
6) American Idol gives hope of stardom to morbidly obesce chain smoking females and really thin gay men.
7) Pat Robertson will one day stand before Jesus and hear him say the words "Depart from me. I never knew you!!!"
8) Jerry Fallwell will one day stand before Jesus and hear him say the words "Depart from me. I never knew you!!!"
9) Kansas is a scary state! Unless you're Pat Robertson or Jerry Fallwell I don't recommend moving there.
10) There are a lot of Mexicans in Wichita, Kansas.
11) Deer come out in Iowa. The woman at the Slurpee Station has seen them!
12) Don't try to find a public restroom in Chicago China Town.
13) Darth Vader can never be taken seriously ever again because under the mask is an angry whiny spoiled brat.
14) If Voldermort was wise he would use a 9mm on Harry Potter instead of magic.
15) Did I mention that only black people were killed or left homeless during Katrina?
16) No matter how much electricity and running water Iraq has, our media will still report that Iraq has no electricity or running water.
17) I really don't care about Nick&Jessica, Brad, Angelina&Jennifer
18) If you're a political operative for the Democratic Party and you are unable to grieve normally for your son who died in a war, it's alright to use his death for a political agenda. (Yeah I went there!!! Somebody had too!)
19) If you take the red pill you can take your ulcer medication for worrying about how horrible the economy is. Or you take the blue pill and realize that 2005 was one of the most properous years for the economy and 2006 looks even better. Well, except for the rust belt states.
20) Finally, black people were targeted by President Bush for extermination because he hates them. The levvies were detonated by dymamite. Gang wars happened at the Superdome. There are over 100 bodies in the basement of the Superdome. Black people steal things in New Orleans while white people "find" things. White folks in Mississippi and Alabama lost homes and loved ones too but it doesn't matter because they weren't black folk from New Orleans.
In case you didn't notice. I HATE the news media.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Friday, December 30, 2005
12-30-05
"Good Morning Sunshine!!!"
Those were the words I was woken up to by a phone call from Kelly my manager at the Crack Shack. I tend to not look at my schedule. Since I have worked the same days and shifts for the past 4 months I took for granted that the scheduler knew I was on break and scheduled me out of my regular availability. So, at about 10am I got a wonderful call that I was about a half an hour late for work. Supposedly I'm scheduled to work till 3.
I was able to get my car up the hill last night. The large trucks and bulldozers packed the rocks down and by 8pm I was up in the driveway. Yay!
I went and saw King Kong again. This time I took my dad to see it. He LOVED it! I must say that I liked it more the second time around. The first time was just too much. Three hours of in-your-face computer graphics and action. This second time I was able to enjoy the story which is about a lonely woman who befriends a 25 foot tall monkey. I do believe that if Spielberg did Kong he couldn't have done a better job than what Peter Jackson did. And considering the dids Spielberg has been putting out lately (War of the Worlds, Munich)I can make a valid argument for that.
Those were the words I was woken up to by a phone call from Kelly my manager at the Crack Shack. I tend to not look at my schedule. Since I have worked the same days and shifts for the past 4 months I took for granted that the scheduler knew I was on break and scheduled me out of my regular availability. So, at about 10am I got a wonderful call that I was about a half an hour late for work. Supposedly I'm scheduled to work till 3.
I was able to get my car up the hill last night. The large trucks and bulldozers packed the rocks down and by 8pm I was up in the driveway. Yay!
I went and saw King Kong again. This time I took my dad to see it. He LOVED it! I must say that I liked it more the second time around. The first time was just too much. Three hours of in-your-face computer graphics and action. This second time I was able to enjoy the story which is about a lonely woman who befriends a 25 foot tall monkey. I do believe that if Spielberg did Kong he couldn't have done a better job than what Peter Jackson did. And considering the dids Spielberg has been putting out lately (War of the Worlds, Munich)I can make a valid argument for that.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
12-29-05
It finally stopped raining...
The gas company put large gravel on the road today. They didn't pack it down yet so the road consists of about 16 inches of mud with large rocks on top it it. I had to run to the bank and do some shopping today so I was dropped off at the post office this morning.
I did what I had to do and then drove home to see if I could get back up the road in my Focus. It was still impassible. I wound up going to Cracker Barrel and using a friend's phone to call my parents and have them meet me at the post office again. Bev (the post master) said it was cool to leave my car at the post office for as long as I need to. I hope it won't be too long.
While I was out I went to Wal-Mart and on the advice of a friend I bought a game called Star Wars: Battlefront. You can play as a stormtrooper or a clone trooper against the rebellion or for the republic. It's pretty cool. I'm still not calling myself a gamer but I do believe I will take a step closer and play this game online with some friends.
My dad and I put up the front doors on the barn today. I was pretty excited to see them go up. They look really nice. I'll have to post pics.
The gas company put large gravel on the road today. They didn't pack it down yet so the road consists of about 16 inches of mud with large rocks on top it it. I had to run to the bank and do some shopping today so I was dropped off at the post office this morning.
I did what I had to do and then drove home to see if I could get back up the road in my Focus. It was still impassible. I wound up going to Cracker Barrel and using a friend's phone to call my parents and have them meet me at the post office again. Bev (the post master) said it was cool to leave my car at the post office for as long as I need to. I hope it won't be too long.
While I was out I went to Wal-Mart and on the advice of a friend I bought a game called Star Wars: Battlefront. You can play as a stormtrooper or a clone trooper against the rebellion or for the republic. It's pretty cool. I'm still not calling myself a gamer but I do believe I will take a step closer and play this game online with some friends.
My dad and I put up the front doors on the barn today. I was pretty excited to see them go up. They look really nice. I'll have to post pics.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
12-28-05
A beautiful person went to be with the Lord this past week. I had the opportunity to enjoy her company for only a short time. Her husband married my brother and sister-in-law. I know that we here on earth will miss her but if you think about it, she just made heaven a better place.
This is her obituary:
Beulah I. Salem
Aberdeen - Funeral service for Beulah I. Salem, 80, Aberdeen, will be 2 p.m., Wednesday, Dec. 28, 2005, at First Baptist Church, Dr. Harold E. Salem officiating. Burial at Riverside Cemetery, Aberdeen. Beulah died Saturday, Dec. 24, at Avera St. Luke's Hospital. Visitation: 1-7 p.m. Tuesday at Spitzer Funeral Home, 320 Sixth Ave. S.E., with a prayer service at 7. Family prefers memorials to the First Baptist Church or Christian Worship Hour. Beulah Irene Tuttle was born Feb. 05, 1925, to Jesse Earl Tuttle and Bertha Westcott Tuttle at Winner, S.D. She accepted Jesus Christ as her personal Savior at a young age and devoted her life to faithfully serving Him. She graduated from Winner High School and then attended the University of Sioux Falls and Black Hills State University. She married Harold E. Salem on June 07, 1946, at the First Baptist Church in Witten, S.D. They made their home in Belle Fourche, S.D., where Rev. Salem pastored the First Baptist Church and Beulah taught in the city schools. In January 1958, they accepted the call to the First Baptist Church in Aberdeen, S.D. Beulah did substitute teaching in the public schools for many years. She was always active in the church, especially with the nursery children, women's work and the choir. Her entire married life was given to caring for her children and serving Christ through the church. She had the gift of hospitality so that her home was always open to those who had needs, especially the college youth. She also helped many young mothers care for their children, especially in times of illness. Grateful for having shared Beulah's life are her husband, Harold; two daughters, Sharron (Dennis) Salwei, Coon Rapids, Minn., Patty (Roy) Becker, Aberdeen, S.D.; two sons, Daniel (Verdene) Salem, Carroll, Iowa, and Mike (Brenda) Salem, Aberdeen, S.D.; five brothers, Bernard (Jean) Tuttle, Colorado Springs, Colo., Harold (Martha) Tuttle, Pueblo, Colo., William (Carol) Tuttle, Belle Fourche, S.D., Kenneth (Betty) Tuttle, Witten, S.D., Clyde (Erma) Tuttle, Witten, S.D.; one sister, Bernice Gustafson, Winner, S.D.; 11 grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her parents. Published in the Aberdeen News on 12/27/2005.
I found out that I'm working through the New Year's holiday. I close Saturday night, work at 8am Sunday morning and then work Monday also. I'm not too happy, but then again I didn't have any plans. I want to do something nice for everyone that is closing though. I plan on a kareoke machine and some hats and other New Year trinkets. If we can't leave to celebrate then why not bring to celebration here!
The contunual onslaught of Canadians seem to have no end. I haven't made a decent amount of money since the holidays started. It's like the entire nation of Canada has decided to leave and visit Florida. Why do they have to stop at my Cracker Barrel? WHY!!!!!!!!
Our wonderful road up to the farm is so muddy that I can't drive my car up it. I had to park it at the post office. My dad picked me up in the F-250 and brought me up to the farm. It's too bad I couldn't get my car up the hill. That would have been a cool thing to write about...you know... going muddin in a Ford Focus!!!!
This is her obituary:
Beulah I. Salem
Aberdeen - Funeral service for Beulah I. Salem, 80, Aberdeen, will be 2 p.m., Wednesday, Dec. 28, 2005, at First Baptist Church, Dr. Harold E. Salem officiating. Burial at Riverside Cemetery, Aberdeen. Beulah died Saturday, Dec. 24, at Avera St. Luke's Hospital. Visitation: 1-7 p.m. Tuesday at Spitzer Funeral Home, 320 Sixth Ave. S.E., with a prayer service at 7. Family prefers memorials to the First Baptist Church or Christian Worship Hour. Beulah Irene Tuttle was born Feb. 05, 1925, to Jesse Earl Tuttle and Bertha Westcott Tuttle at Winner, S.D. She accepted Jesus Christ as her personal Savior at a young age and devoted her life to faithfully serving Him. She graduated from Winner High School and then attended the University of Sioux Falls and Black Hills State University. She married Harold E. Salem on June 07, 1946, at the First Baptist Church in Witten, S.D. They made their home in Belle Fourche, S.D., where Rev. Salem pastored the First Baptist Church and Beulah taught in the city schools. In January 1958, they accepted the call to the First Baptist Church in Aberdeen, S.D. Beulah did substitute teaching in the public schools for many years. She was always active in the church, especially with the nursery children, women's work and the choir. Her entire married life was given to caring for her children and serving Christ through the church. She had the gift of hospitality so that her home was always open to those who had needs, especially the college youth. She also helped many young mothers care for their children, especially in times of illness. Grateful for having shared Beulah's life are her husband, Harold; two daughters, Sharron (Dennis) Salwei, Coon Rapids, Minn., Patty (Roy) Becker, Aberdeen, S.D.; two sons, Daniel (Verdene) Salem, Carroll, Iowa, and Mike (Brenda) Salem, Aberdeen, S.D.; five brothers, Bernard (Jean) Tuttle, Colorado Springs, Colo., Harold (Martha) Tuttle, Pueblo, Colo., William (Carol) Tuttle, Belle Fourche, S.D., Kenneth (Betty) Tuttle, Witten, S.D., Clyde (Erma) Tuttle, Witten, S.D.; one sister, Bernice Gustafson, Winner, S.D.; 11 grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her parents. Published in the Aberdeen News on 12/27/2005.
I found out that I'm working through the New Year's holiday. I close Saturday night, work at 8am Sunday morning and then work Monday also. I'm not too happy, but then again I didn't have any plans. I want to do something nice for everyone that is closing though. I plan on a kareoke machine and some hats and other New Year trinkets. If we can't leave to celebrate then why not bring to celebration here!
The contunual onslaught of Canadians seem to have no end. I haven't made a decent amount of money since the holidays started. It's like the entire nation of Canada has decided to leave and visit Florida. Why do they have to stop at my Cracker Barrel? WHY!!!!!!!!
Our wonderful road up to the farm is so muddy that I can't drive my car up it. I had to park it at the post office. My dad picked me up in the F-250 and brought me up to the farm. It's too bad I couldn't get my car up the hill. That would have been a cool thing to write about...you know... going muddin in a Ford Focus!!!!
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
12-27-05
Time to clean house!!!
I spent all day putting my house in order....literally.
First I sat down and started transferring all the episodes of "My Name Is Earl" onto DVD from the DVDR. I was able to skip commercials so it took about 2 hours to do. My next task was to sit down and start transferring data CD's onto the 200 gig hard drive I got for Christmas. I have hundreds of these things so it's gonna take a while. But I made a big dent today. Once on the hard drive I will copy them to DVD+R and then start sorting out the information. This way I will be able to throw the couple hundred CDs away and have only a handful of DVDs with the same information.
I also cleaned out my closet. I packed clothes I don't think I'll wear again away and took summer clothes and packed them away too. Then I color coordinated all my shirts and pants and other clothing items. The last thing I did was made sure all my shirts, socks and underwear were folded neatly in my dresser.
I have news that could possibly be a link to our ducks that died. We got a call from a neighbor tonight who told us that her dog has been ill since Thursday. She has a white German Sheppherd named Ginger. The dog has been throwing up constantly. She said that the vet told her not to feed her if she's still throwing up but only to give her liquids. The funny thing is that Ginger keeps throwing up dry dog food with straw in it and remember she hasn't supposedly eaten solid food since Thursday. The conclusion...Someone has been feeding her dog poison food. I'm sure if these two incidents are related someone is in big trouble.
While I was transferring data I found some old CDs. I was listening to some quality vintage Weezer tonight. Good Stuff! Too bad none of their music has cowbell!!!! LOL!
Now I'm gonna listen to U2's Zooropa...
I spent all day putting my house in order....literally.
First I sat down and started transferring all the episodes of "My Name Is Earl" onto DVD from the DVDR. I was able to skip commercials so it took about 2 hours to do. My next task was to sit down and start transferring data CD's onto the 200 gig hard drive I got for Christmas. I have hundreds of these things so it's gonna take a while. But I made a big dent today. Once on the hard drive I will copy them to DVD+R and then start sorting out the information. This way I will be able to throw the couple hundred CDs away and have only a handful of DVDs with the same information.
I also cleaned out my closet. I packed clothes I don't think I'll wear again away and took summer clothes and packed them away too. Then I color coordinated all my shirts and pants and other clothing items. The last thing I did was made sure all my shirts, socks and underwear were folded neatly in my dresser.
I have news that could possibly be a link to our ducks that died. We got a call from a neighbor tonight who told us that her dog has been ill since Thursday. She has a white German Sheppherd named Ginger. The dog has been throwing up constantly. She said that the vet told her not to feed her if she's still throwing up but only to give her liquids. The funny thing is that Ginger keeps throwing up dry dog food with straw in it and remember she hasn't supposedly eaten solid food since Thursday. The conclusion...Someone has been feeding her dog poison food. I'm sure if these two incidents are related someone is in big trouble.
While I was transferring data I found some old CDs. I was listening to some quality vintage Weezer tonight. Good Stuff! Too bad none of their music has cowbell!!!! LOL!
Now I'm gonna listen to U2's Zooropa...
Monday, December 26, 2005
12-26-05
Happy National Return the Present You Don't Like Day!!!!!!
Yup! Today is the day that everyone takes back the gift that was too large, too small, an extra of, or just plain didn't like! Its the only day where if you work the customer service desk at a Wal-Mart you are the last person in the world anyone would want to be.
I gotta a fever for something.....and what I need is more COWBELL!!!!!
This was the phrase I was yelling at work today. I don't know why but the image of Christopher Walken with a mullet telling the Blue Oyster Cult that he needed more cowbell just made me look at customers and tell them I needed more cowbell. For those who don't know it's from a Saturday Night Live skit.
I sometimes feel like I've missed a great opportunity to pursue my Second City improv stuff. But then again I have met so many people around here and I've been able to hone in on a few outrageous characters of my own that I could probably do a one man show and be successful at it. I've jotted a few things down and have been writing creatively as of late. I don't know if anything will come of it.
ALL I KNOW IS THAT RIGHT NOW I NEED MORE COWBELL!!!!!
Some of you may find this odd but I have recently returned to watching a favorite show of mine called Guiding Light. Yes it is a daytime soap! See, when I was in 7th grade I had to stay home for a week due to an upper respitory infection. While I was home I was channel surfing and found a show where this woman had a split personality and she thought she was her twin sister who died when she was a little girl. I found the show interesting and soon found the characters to be likeable so I continued watching the show. Strangely it was a daytime soap. I quit watching in the late 90's because the show lost it's focus and the actors they casted in new or old roles didn't fit the characters.
Well, since I've been on break I have had time to check out Guiding Light again and I'm happy to say that they have done an excellent job with casting and the storyline is back to what made Guiding Light one of the best and longest running soaps on radio first and then television.
What makes the show great is that other soaps are about doctors and fashion designers and other white collar people who sleep with each other. GL has two wealthy families (the Spauldings and the Lewis's) but the show is mostly comprised of blue collar, every day people who are affected by the actions of these two wealthy families. The Coopers are the major blue collar family that 0wn a resaurant and shelter on the other side of the tracks you might say. The interaction of family and friends from all walks of life and backgrounds gives GL a sense of family that you don't get from the pretty models trying to act on other soaps. I'm not saying that the people on GL aren't drop dead gorgeous...not at all. What I'm saying is that the cast and the characters make you feel like you're watching old friends or people you could easily make friends with in your own neighborhood. Except for Alan Spaulding...he's a bad man!!!!!
Yup! Today is the day that everyone takes back the gift that was too large, too small, an extra of, or just plain didn't like! Its the only day where if you work the customer service desk at a Wal-Mart you are the last person in the world anyone would want to be.
I gotta a fever for something.....and what I need is more COWBELL!!!!!
This was the phrase I was yelling at work today. I don't know why but the image of Christopher Walken with a mullet telling the Blue Oyster Cult that he needed more cowbell just made me look at customers and tell them I needed more cowbell. For those who don't know it's from a Saturday Night Live skit.
I sometimes feel like I've missed a great opportunity to pursue my Second City improv stuff. But then again I have met so many people around here and I've been able to hone in on a few outrageous characters of my own that I could probably do a one man show and be successful at it. I've jotted a few things down and have been writing creatively as of late. I don't know if anything will come of it.
ALL I KNOW IS THAT RIGHT NOW I NEED MORE COWBELL!!!!!
Some of you may find this odd but I have recently returned to watching a favorite show of mine called Guiding Light. Yes it is a daytime soap! See, when I was in 7th grade I had to stay home for a week due to an upper respitory infection. While I was home I was channel surfing and found a show where this woman had a split personality and she thought she was her twin sister who died when she was a little girl. I found the show interesting and soon found the characters to be likeable so I continued watching the show. Strangely it was a daytime soap. I quit watching in the late 90's because the show lost it's focus and the actors they casted in new or old roles didn't fit the characters.
Well, since I've been on break I have had time to check out Guiding Light again and I'm happy to say that they have done an excellent job with casting and the storyline is back to what made Guiding Light one of the best and longest running soaps on radio first and then television.
What makes the show great is that other soaps are about doctors and fashion designers and other white collar people who sleep with each other. GL has two wealthy families (the Spauldings and the Lewis's) but the show is mostly comprised of blue collar, every day people who are affected by the actions of these two wealthy families. The Coopers are the major blue collar family that 0wn a resaurant and shelter on the other side of the tracks you might say. The interaction of family and friends from all walks of life and backgrounds gives GL a sense of family that you don't get from the pretty models trying to act on other soaps. I'm not saying that the people on GL aren't drop dead gorgeous...not at all. What I'm saying is that the cast and the characters make you feel like you're watching old friends or people you could easily make friends with in your own neighborhood. Except for Alan Spaulding...he's a bad man!!!!!
Sunday, December 25, 2005
12-25-05
It's A Suck It Up And Take It On The Chin Christmas Charlie Brown!!!!!
I'm so glad today is over. My parent's had a great time and I'm glad. They need to have a good time especially this time of year. With everything that has been going on the past few months they deserve it. Unfortunately their good time didn't constitute a good time for me.
The highlight of my day was going to church. Seth gave a great lesson which involved Narnia. If it involved Narnia and the mention of Mr. Beaver then that makes me happy. We lit candles and sang Happy Birthday to Jesus. Good stuff!
After Church I was told that we were having dinner with Frank and Diane. They are an older couple from church that my parents have bonded with. I wasn't too keen on having dinner with them since I don't really know them. I guess this is my opportunity to know some of my parent's friends and members of my church. Yeah! I'll go with that!
We didn't eat dinner at their house. We went to their son Travis's house. It's a small house and unbeknowest to me, his family and his wife's family all came over and had dinner in their crampt little house. I sat in the corner and didn't move. I just sat around an listened to everyone talk about baby remedies for colds and the funny little things their kids did while opening Christmas presents. My favorite part was when the parents would talk to their kids in that high pitched jibber talk while their toddler banged constantly on whatever large plastic play set they got for Christmas. Thank the good Lord none of the kids started crying.
Since I was relegated to a furniture piece in the corner of the room, I decided to take a nap. Once I crossed my arms, laid my head back and closed my eyes, I suddenly got noticed and became the object of attention in the house. Travis (the host) thought it would be funny to throw almonds at me while I was sleeping. I got tagged in the throat and opened my eyes to give him the most evil glare I could muster. He looked at me and said "You taking a nap?". I wanted to say "Are you trying to get your ass kicked in front of your whole family?" But instead I took the almond that was still laying on my shoulder and put it in my mouth, chewed it, laid my head back and closed my eyes. I didn't say a word. I stayed this way until their kitten Maximus came out to check eveyone out. I proceeded to play with the kitten for the duration of my stay there.
From there we went to John and Barb's. I like John and Barb but whenever I go there I just sit around and listen to the alpaca jibber jabber. I couldn't care less about crimp, breeding, sheering fleece and the technobabble of vitamins and deworming medicine that the alpacas have to take. They will do this for hours!
As predicted John, Barb and my parents sat at the kitchen table and talked their alpaca talk. I was part of the conversation until I ran out of cute alpaca stories to tell which involved the Canadian alpacas we have on the farm. So I went into the living room and found the most extensive collection of stop action Rudolph Christmas specials I have ever seen. You know the one's I'm talking about? The ones they play every year on ABC. Bing Crosby sings a song and tells the story of Rudolph and the snow man who looks like Col. Sanders. Who can forget the blue whale with the clock on his tale or the elf who wants to be a dentist! I marathoned it! I was 4 again watching Rudolph help Frosty the snow man and his family stay cold during the 4th of July. I watched them all!
We left John and Barb's around 10pm. I think we were all tired by then. It had been a long day. I could see that my parents had a good day and they seem more relaxed then they have been in a long time. That's good. They deserved it. They have been through a lot. Me on the other hand, I'm just glad I got to watch Rudolph...
My head hit the pillow and I don't remember a thing.....
I'm so glad today is over. My parent's had a great time and I'm glad. They need to have a good time especially this time of year. With everything that has been going on the past few months they deserve it. Unfortunately their good time didn't constitute a good time for me.
The highlight of my day was going to church. Seth gave a great lesson which involved Narnia. If it involved Narnia and the mention of Mr. Beaver then that makes me happy. We lit candles and sang Happy Birthday to Jesus. Good stuff!
After Church I was told that we were having dinner with Frank and Diane. They are an older couple from church that my parents have bonded with. I wasn't too keen on having dinner with them since I don't really know them. I guess this is my opportunity to know some of my parent's friends and members of my church. Yeah! I'll go with that!
We didn't eat dinner at their house. We went to their son Travis's house. It's a small house and unbeknowest to me, his family and his wife's family all came over and had dinner in their crampt little house. I sat in the corner and didn't move. I just sat around an listened to everyone talk about baby remedies for colds and the funny little things their kids did while opening Christmas presents. My favorite part was when the parents would talk to their kids in that high pitched jibber talk while their toddler banged constantly on whatever large plastic play set they got for Christmas. Thank the good Lord none of the kids started crying.
Since I was relegated to a furniture piece in the corner of the room, I decided to take a nap. Once I crossed my arms, laid my head back and closed my eyes, I suddenly got noticed and became the object of attention in the house. Travis (the host) thought it would be funny to throw almonds at me while I was sleeping. I got tagged in the throat and opened my eyes to give him the most evil glare I could muster. He looked at me and said "You taking a nap?". I wanted to say "Are you trying to get your ass kicked in front of your whole family?" But instead I took the almond that was still laying on my shoulder and put it in my mouth, chewed it, laid my head back and closed my eyes. I didn't say a word. I stayed this way until their kitten Maximus came out to check eveyone out. I proceeded to play with the kitten for the duration of my stay there.
From there we went to John and Barb's. I like John and Barb but whenever I go there I just sit around and listen to the alpaca jibber jabber. I couldn't care less about crimp, breeding, sheering fleece and the technobabble of vitamins and deworming medicine that the alpacas have to take. They will do this for hours!
As predicted John, Barb and my parents sat at the kitchen table and talked their alpaca talk. I was part of the conversation until I ran out of cute alpaca stories to tell which involved the Canadian alpacas we have on the farm. So I went into the living room and found the most extensive collection of stop action Rudolph Christmas specials I have ever seen. You know the one's I'm talking about? The ones they play every year on ABC. Bing Crosby sings a song and tells the story of Rudolph and the snow man who looks like Col. Sanders. Who can forget the blue whale with the clock on his tale or the elf who wants to be a dentist! I marathoned it! I was 4 again watching Rudolph help Frosty the snow man and his family stay cold during the 4th of July. I watched them all!
We left John and Barb's around 10pm. I think we were all tired by then. It had been a long day. I could see that my parents had a good day and they seem more relaxed then they have been in a long time. That's good. They deserved it. They have been through a lot. Me on the other hand, I'm just glad I got to watch Rudolph...
My head hit the pillow and I don't remember a thing.....
Saturday, December 24, 2005
12-24-05
If my Christmas is anything like the way the Browns played, I'm in big trouble.
The Browns not only lost to the Steelers, they got it handed it to them in what is probably the worst defeat since returning to the NFL in 1999. Cleveland lost 41-0.
Of course I went over to my relatives house for a Christmas Eve get together. And I had to hear about how Ben Rothlesburger is the second coming of Jesus and that all women in the tri-state area should be inseminated by Big Ben as to perfect the gene pool. See, you have to understand something about fans of any sport in West Virginia. They really don't have a lot to live for. There are no jobs here except working in a coal mine or a gambling facility. The only recreational activity is drinking and fighting and occasionally beating your wife or children and if you don't have any of those then you beat your dog (or your neighbor's dog). So when their favorite sports teams win they blow their potential out of proportion. An example would be that the score went from 41-0 at the beginning of dinner to 65-0 bye the time I left. The rest of the family were worried they wouldn't have enough money to by Super Bowl tickets!!! This is the same Steeler team that has lost the AFC championship 4 out of 5 times. But hey! If it gives them something to live for then so be it.
Other than the Steeler thing I had a great time. I showed the Robert Tilton farting tape and it was a big hit. My cousin Scott bought a home theater system and his television was 10 feet wide and 6 feet tall. My cousin Matt got a U2 DVD and we put that bad boy in. It was like being at the Chicago coliseum where it was filmed in his living room. It was awesome. I got to catch up with family members that I hadn't gotten to chat with since school started. Overall I had a good time and wished the evening would have gone on a little bit longer.
We came home and opened gifts. We decided to open gifts Christmas Eve because we are getting up early for church tomorrow. I got my dad a jumpdrive so that he can download pics of our alpacas and transport them better than with a floppy. I got my mom the definitive Wizard Of Oz disk set. It's a 3 DVD set with the remastered movie and 13 hours of interviews, deleted scenes and documentaries. It came with a reprint of the Chinease Theater program and ticket stub and some other historical information about the Wizard Of Oz. I was quite inpressed with it and look foreward to watching it some evening. As for me. I got for Christmas what I wanted last year. I got a Hard Drive. It's especially good this year because the hard drive I bought that I wanted last year went out almost 2 weeks ago. Luckily I didn't lose any information that I already had on disk. But it was a great gift that I needed. I like gifts I need and not necessarily what I want.
We then ended the night watching our favorite Christmas movie "National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation". Nothing better that ushering in Christmas watching Clark Griswald and his disfuncional family.
The Browns not only lost to the Steelers, they got it handed it to them in what is probably the worst defeat since returning to the NFL in 1999. Cleveland lost 41-0.
Of course I went over to my relatives house for a Christmas Eve get together. And I had to hear about how Ben Rothlesburger is the second coming of Jesus and that all women in the tri-state area should be inseminated by Big Ben as to perfect the gene pool. See, you have to understand something about fans of any sport in West Virginia. They really don't have a lot to live for. There are no jobs here except working in a coal mine or a gambling facility. The only recreational activity is drinking and fighting and occasionally beating your wife or children and if you don't have any of those then you beat your dog (or your neighbor's dog). So when their favorite sports teams win they blow their potential out of proportion. An example would be that the score went from 41-0 at the beginning of dinner to 65-0 bye the time I left. The rest of the family were worried they wouldn't have enough money to by Super Bowl tickets!!! This is the same Steeler team that has lost the AFC championship 4 out of 5 times. But hey! If it gives them something to live for then so be it.
Other than the Steeler thing I had a great time. I showed the Robert Tilton farting tape and it was a big hit. My cousin Scott bought a home theater system and his television was 10 feet wide and 6 feet tall. My cousin Matt got a U2 DVD and we put that bad boy in. It was like being at the Chicago coliseum where it was filmed in his living room. It was awesome. I got to catch up with family members that I hadn't gotten to chat with since school started. Overall I had a good time and wished the evening would have gone on a little bit longer.
We came home and opened gifts. We decided to open gifts Christmas Eve because we are getting up early for church tomorrow. I got my dad a jumpdrive so that he can download pics of our alpacas and transport them better than with a floppy. I got my mom the definitive Wizard Of Oz disk set. It's a 3 DVD set with the remastered movie and 13 hours of interviews, deleted scenes and documentaries. It came with a reprint of the Chinease Theater program and ticket stub and some other historical information about the Wizard Of Oz. I was quite inpressed with it and look foreward to watching it some evening. As for me. I got for Christmas what I wanted last year. I got a Hard Drive. It's especially good this year because the hard drive I bought that I wanted last year went out almost 2 weeks ago. Luckily I didn't lose any information that I already had on disk. But it was a great gift that I needed. I like gifts I need and not necessarily what I want.
We then ended the night watching our favorite Christmas movie "National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation". Nothing better that ushering in Christmas watching Clark Griswald and his disfuncional family.
Friday, December 23, 2005
12-23-05
We got the barn done today. Now we need to put the gravel down in the pens and we'll be all set.
It was unnaturally warm today. We were hoping for a white Christmas but instead we'll have a mildly-warm Christmas. Oh well. I will take what I can get.
I worked tonight too. I was a Server Assistant. At Outback we called them Expos. I was so happy not to be on the floor because the people that were out today were awful. I did the last of my Christmas shopping and had to deal with these people.
I worked with my friend Greg tonight. He goes to WVU and is a music major. He doesn't like president Bush at all and we have the best debates and conversations. Mostly we discussed the whole spying thing and the Patriot Act. We both concluded that we need to read up a bit more on what's actually in it and rely less on the media and yahoo news when it comes to drawing conclusions on the Patriot Act. I did give him copies of the Senate Intelligence reports that I have. I'm interested to see if he came up with the same conclusion I did? We also decided to get T-Shirts made that say "I'm currently under survailence."
Greg is great to talk to because he isn't a partisan hack. I hate partisan hacks whether it be on one side of the political spectrum or the other. Hacks don't understand how the government works and the complexities involved in making policy and implimenting policy. They just poop out of their mouths their talking points and demonize anything that doesn't suit their agenda. It's a big country and it takes a lot to keep it running. Their are a lot of hacks in the media right now and they make me sick. Their are a lot of businesspeople running the country also that don't understand that you can't run a country like you do a business.
I could ramble on about this but I'm just gonna stop with reitterating my plan to find a small island in Micronesia and dissapear there. My life will be one big Corona commerical.
Tomorrow I'm going over to a family gathering. Please pray for me. The Browns play the Steelers and I'm in the heart of Steeler country.
It was unnaturally warm today. We were hoping for a white Christmas but instead we'll have a mildly-warm Christmas. Oh well. I will take what I can get.
I worked tonight too. I was a Server Assistant. At Outback we called them Expos. I was so happy not to be on the floor because the people that were out today were awful. I did the last of my Christmas shopping and had to deal with these people.
I worked with my friend Greg tonight. He goes to WVU and is a music major. He doesn't like president Bush at all and we have the best debates and conversations. Mostly we discussed the whole spying thing and the Patriot Act. We both concluded that we need to read up a bit more on what's actually in it and rely less on the media and yahoo news when it comes to drawing conclusions on the Patriot Act. I did give him copies of the Senate Intelligence reports that I have. I'm interested to see if he came up with the same conclusion I did? We also decided to get T-Shirts made that say "I'm currently under survailence."
Greg is great to talk to because he isn't a partisan hack. I hate partisan hacks whether it be on one side of the political spectrum or the other. Hacks don't understand how the government works and the complexities involved in making policy and implimenting policy. They just poop out of their mouths their talking points and demonize anything that doesn't suit their agenda. It's a big country and it takes a lot to keep it running. Their are a lot of hacks in the media right now and they make me sick. Their are a lot of businesspeople running the country also that don't understand that you can't run a country like you do a business.
I could ramble on about this but I'm just gonna stop with reitterating my plan to find a small island in Micronesia and dissapear there. My life will be one big Corona commerical.
Tomorrow I'm going over to a family gathering. Please pray for me. The Browns play the Steelers and I'm in the heart of Steeler country.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
12-22-05
I should be a manager.
Today my dad and I worked a bit on the barn. We have some rails to put up and a few other small tasks to perform. Other than that we'll be ready to start on the fences any time now.
I had to cut my day with my dad short because I had to work. The manager tonight was Jeff. Jeff is the worst manager we have. He's a great guy but he does nothing and has a horrible work ethic. No. He doesn't have a work ethic.
Every day we get a rush around 6pm. Jeff decides to let some servers go at 5pm. You don't do that. If we're not busy at 6:30 then you can let someone go. Well as expected the Christmas rush came in at 6pm and I got it handed to me. I was so angry that I was growling. Jeff asked me if I was alright and I told him to stay away from me. For the rest of the night Bob the back of the house manager communicated with me if only to keep me from hurting Jeff.
I was unable to provide the service our customers normally get because Jeff doesn't know how to manage a store. That's what I was mostly upset about. My job is to serve people and if my best isn't good enough because I'm spread too thin then it upsets me.
I'm gonna see if I can get scheduled when Jeff isn't the manager....
Today my dad and I worked a bit on the barn. We have some rails to put up and a few other small tasks to perform. Other than that we'll be ready to start on the fences any time now.
I had to cut my day with my dad short because I had to work. The manager tonight was Jeff. Jeff is the worst manager we have. He's a great guy but he does nothing and has a horrible work ethic. No. He doesn't have a work ethic.
Every day we get a rush around 6pm. Jeff decides to let some servers go at 5pm. You don't do that. If we're not busy at 6:30 then you can let someone go. Well as expected the Christmas rush came in at 6pm and I got it handed to me. I was so angry that I was growling. Jeff asked me if I was alright and I told him to stay away from me. For the rest of the night Bob the back of the house manager communicated with me if only to keep me from hurting Jeff.
I was unable to provide the service our customers normally get because Jeff doesn't know how to manage a store. That's what I was mostly upset about. My job is to serve people and if my best isn't good enough because I'm spread too thin then it upsets me.
I'm gonna see if I can get scheduled when Jeff isn't the manager....
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
12-21-05
First Day of Winter!!!
I had an experience last night. I was invited to a friend's NIP/TUCK party. For those that don't know it's a show on the cable channel FX. It's about two plastic surgeons and their exploits in the world of the insanely vain and promiscous. If it wasn't for the outrageous plotlines this show would only be watched for the softcore porn. One of the main plotlines of this season has been a serial rapist who slashes his victims faces leaving a joker-like grin. So the eposide I saw was the season finale where everyone finds out who the slasher is! ooooooooooh! What I wound up watching was probably the dumbest idiotic garbage I've ever seen on television outside of reality shows. Here's the lowdown:
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING SYNOPSIS CONTAINS GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS...
OK. The two surgeons are named Sean and Christian. They get a package mailed to them and inside the package are two bloody breast implants. Upon looking up the serial number on the plastic boobs they are alarmed to find out that they belong to Kimber who is Christian's fiance.
Sean has a son with his wife Julia which really isn't his son. His real dad is Christian. But anyway, his name is Matt. Matt (who looks like Michael Jackson) beat the crap out of some he-she transvestite named Cherry. Matt felt bad about it and asked his dad to reconstruct the he-she's face. Sean and Christian do the surgery. Matt then strikes up a friendship with his new and improved transvestite friend that he had beaten up earlier.
Now for the slasher! Some really hot british chick named Kit tells Christian and the gang that they found Kimber and she's in bad shape. All her many many many many many many plastic surgeries had been deconstructed by the slasher. She now is this hideous creature. Kit told Christian that Kimber didn't want him to see her but Christian went in the hospital room anyway. Instead of giving the "Oh honey! I'll love you no matter what you look like." Christian tells her that he can make her a "10" again. Soon after she's back on the table and getting all her plastic put back in her. The finished product is what I like to call "Kimber 2.0" Sadly after the tens of thousands of dollars that her fiance did for her for free, she tells him that she doesn't want to see him anymore. Isn't that a typical woman!
OK. Back to Matt and the He-She! Matt takes Cherry out to the mall where he watches it try on makeup. A PFLAG moment comes on when the stereotpical bigotted Lamcone lady comes out and condescendingly talks to Cherry. Matt has to make his political statement and come to it's defense. While Matt and the writers of Nip/Tuck are scoring brownie points with the gay community the psychotic ex-girlfriend (who was probably stalking Matt) shows up. She of course thinks that Matt and Cherry are a couple and wigs out. Of course snotty psycho girl runs to her evil redneck daddy who gives Matt a dark and ominous look before they leave the mall.
OH NO! The slasher rapes and slashes an ENTIRE PARTY OF SORORITY GIRLS!!!! There was like twenty of them! This guy is amazing. To rape and slash at least 20 girls in one night. This is where I had to openly laugh at the absurdity of this show. How can one man take on an entire sorority without one of them using their cell phone or opening their mouth to alert the other girls? I am around sorority girls all the time and I guarantee you the odds of the slasher keeping one of those girls from a cell phone let alone 20 of them, is mathematically impossible! I'm not even going to touch the idea of all 20 of these girls not screaming or opening their mouths for help. But Super-cop-woman Kit shows up with her imperial stormtroopers and start interrogating the girls. They talk to one girl who says she saw the slasher had a strap on penis. Kit knows from previously in the episode that a surgeon that used to work for Christian and Sean named Quentin has no penis. He may be the slasher. They go to his house and push down the door only to find him strapped by his hands and feet to his bed and slashed on the face with the words over the bed saying "I CAN'T STOP!"
Back to Matt. Matt is abducted by his ex-girlfriend and her dad from school and brought to their basement. In the basement is a confederate flag. I do believe the writers and director tried to make this episode as stereotypical and outrageous as they could. After Matt is tied to a chair Mr. Alderman coincidently has found and abducted Cherry the friendly transvestite. How Mr. Alderman knew where and how to find Cherry is uncertain, but I guess it doesn't matter when you can rape and slash 20 sorority girls. Mr. Alderman then goes onto this tirade about men wanting to be women and that he's gonna cut one of their penis's off. I was so wanting a commerical.
Sean and Christian decide to help their penisless former partner reconstruct his slashed face. This was after Quentin (the man with no dick) gave a sob story about why he had sex with a male marine and smacked Christan on the butt. Quentin didn't want his secret revealed and he wanted to be just one of the guys. I had to laugh at the dialogue for this one. Someone needs slapped....
Well, now to the big conclusion!!! The slasher is...DUN DUN DUN!!! QUENTIN!!! Without explaining how he tied himself to the bed and slashed his own face, he drugs and ties up both Sean and Christian. When they wake up he starts monologueing about how beauty is a curse on the world and he slashes peoples faces as a political statement against beauty. There is some manly "you have no penis" talk and retorts of butt-rape back and forth between Quentin, Sean and Christian. The conclusion is that Quentin wants to cut off their hands and fingers so they can't operate anymore. Before he does any real damage Kit (the hot british chick) comes in and shoots Quentin.
Mr. Alderman is gonna cut off Matt's penis. Then he decides to make Matt do it himself. Cherry gets a great idea. Since Cherry doesn't want a penis and still has one it would work out for everyone if Matt cuts Cherry's off. So Matt gives Cherry an "I'm so sorry" and then cuts off Cherry's penis. After this Mr. Alderman takes Matt and Cherry by gun point to some remote wooded area to bury Cherry alive. Matt goes all "I don't care" and wants Mr. Alderman to shoot him. Cherry gets out of the grave and grabs the shovel and hits Mr. Alderman in the head. Cherry picks up the gun and Matt tells it (or should I start using she since Cherry has no penis) to shoot Mr. Alderman. Cherry shoots!
Remember when I said there was no explanation for Quentin to be tied up and slashed if he was the slasher? Well there is. Apparently Kit was Quentin's sister! Yup! Kit went on this Dr. Evil tirade with Sean and Christian about Quentin's childhood and being placed in a Catholic convent and having an insestuous relationship with his sister. The end of the episode is Kit and Quentin (who was shot by blanks) sun bathing in Spain. I know. You don't have to say a thing...
The scene I love and I do believe this was a missed moment by the writers was at the end when Christian, Sean and ex-wife Julia are all sitting around the house and Matt walks in. Sean asks him how his night was and instead of saying "Well, I was abducted from school by my ex-girlfiend and her dad, tied up and held at gun point, cut the penis off a transvestite and then shot my ex-girlfriends dad. How bout you?" they just had him say "I could really use some boring right about now."
So that was the NIP/TUCK season finale. I felt dumber after watching it...
OH NO! MY NIGHT GET'S BETTER.......INTRODUCING THE HIPPIE!!!!
The host of the party is my friend from work Roberta. Her and her boyfriend Ryan have befriended this stereotypical hippie that roams the streets of Fairmont. He knocked on the door and both Berta and Ryan said "Oh no!". The door opens and in comes this stinky, long haired, long beared, pot smoking hippie.
Things were going well until the hippie decided to tell me that Jesus was crucified with five other people and that the reason there is only three in the bible is because the other two that lived left with Jesus to live in Spain with Mary Magdalene and their children. I als found out that John Lennon was killed by the CIA. Apparently there are also secret world organizations that have led us into war and they don't want us using pig fat as fuel to drive our cars. I stumped him when I asked him to explain Britney Spears.
He started to get upset when he realized that I was humoring him and nagging him on to see what kind of ourtageous stories he could come up with. I swear he could be a Senator in the Democratic party. His blatant disregard for reality rivals only Nancy Pelosi. This man's ability to distort history and rewrite reality I could rank among the best including Ted Kennedy, Chuck Schumer, Harry Reid and Tom Daschdale.
I ended the night with telling him to keep his mouth shut because I belonged to the Vast-Right-Wing-Conspiracy (I even showed him my card) and that we were watching him and if he doesn't go along with the status quo we would make him dissapear! I smelled fear from him. He watched me go to my car and leave.
I love hippies!
I had an experience last night. I was invited to a friend's NIP/TUCK party. For those that don't know it's a show on the cable channel FX. It's about two plastic surgeons and their exploits in the world of the insanely vain and promiscous. If it wasn't for the outrageous plotlines this show would only be watched for the softcore porn. One of the main plotlines of this season has been a serial rapist who slashes his victims faces leaving a joker-like grin. So the eposide I saw was the season finale where everyone finds out who the slasher is! ooooooooooh! What I wound up watching was probably the dumbest idiotic garbage I've ever seen on television outside of reality shows. Here's the lowdown:
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING SYNOPSIS CONTAINS GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS...
OK. The two surgeons are named Sean and Christian. They get a package mailed to them and inside the package are two bloody breast implants. Upon looking up the serial number on the plastic boobs they are alarmed to find out that they belong to Kimber who is Christian's fiance.
Sean has a son with his wife Julia which really isn't his son. His real dad is Christian. But anyway, his name is Matt. Matt (who looks like Michael Jackson) beat the crap out of some he-she transvestite named Cherry. Matt felt bad about it and asked his dad to reconstruct the he-she's face. Sean and Christian do the surgery. Matt then strikes up a friendship with his new and improved transvestite friend that he had beaten up earlier.
Now for the slasher! Some really hot british chick named Kit tells Christian and the gang that they found Kimber and she's in bad shape. All her many many many many many many plastic surgeries had been deconstructed by the slasher. She now is this hideous creature. Kit told Christian that Kimber didn't want him to see her but Christian went in the hospital room anyway. Instead of giving the "Oh honey! I'll love you no matter what you look like." Christian tells her that he can make her a "10" again. Soon after she's back on the table and getting all her plastic put back in her. The finished product is what I like to call "Kimber 2.0" Sadly after the tens of thousands of dollars that her fiance did for her for free, she tells him that she doesn't want to see him anymore. Isn't that a typical woman!
OK. Back to Matt and the He-She! Matt takes Cherry out to the mall where he watches it try on makeup. A PFLAG moment comes on when the stereotpical bigotted Lamcone lady comes out and condescendingly talks to Cherry. Matt has to make his political statement and come to it's defense. While Matt and the writers of Nip/Tuck are scoring brownie points with the gay community the psychotic ex-girlfriend (who was probably stalking Matt) shows up. She of course thinks that Matt and Cherry are a couple and wigs out. Of course snotty psycho girl runs to her evil redneck daddy who gives Matt a dark and ominous look before they leave the mall.
OH NO! The slasher rapes and slashes an ENTIRE PARTY OF SORORITY GIRLS!!!! There was like twenty of them! This guy is amazing. To rape and slash at least 20 girls in one night. This is where I had to openly laugh at the absurdity of this show. How can one man take on an entire sorority without one of them using their cell phone or opening their mouth to alert the other girls? I am around sorority girls all the time and I guarantee you the odds of the slasher keeping one of those girls from a cell phone let alone 20 of them, is mathematically impossible! I'm not even going to touch the idea of all 20 of these girls not screaming or opening their mouths for help. But Super-cop-woman Kit shows up with her imperial stormtroopers and start interrogating the girls. They talk to one girl who says she saw the slasher had a strap on penis. Kit knows from previously in the episode that a surgeon that used to work for Christian and Sean named Quentin has no penis. He may be the slasher. They go to his house and push down the door only to find him strapped by his hands and feet to his bed and slashed on the face with the words over the bed saying "I CAN'T STOP!"
Back to Matt. Matt is abducted by his ex-girlfriend and her dad from school and brought to their basement. In the basement is a confederate flag. I do believe the writers and director tried to make this episode as stereotypical and outrageous as they could. After Matt is tied to a chair Mr. Alderman coincidently has found and abducted Cherry the friendly transvestite. How Mr. Alderman knew where and how to find Cherry is uncertain, but I guess it doesn't matter when you can rape and slash 20 sorority girls. Mr. Alderman then goes onto this tirade about men wanting to be women and that he's gonna cut one of their penis's off. I was so wanting a commerical.
Sean and Christian decide to help their penisless former partner reconstruct his slashed face. This was after Quentin (the man with no dick) gave a sob story about why he had sex with a male marine and smacked Christan on the butt. Quentin didn't want his secret revealed and he wanted to be just one of the guys. I had to laugh at the dialogue for this one. Someone needs slapped....
Well, now to the big conclusion!!! The slasher is...DUN DUN DUN!!! QUENTIN!!! Without explaining how he tied himself to the bed and slashed his own face, he drugs and ties up both Sean and Christian. When they wake up he starts monologueing about how beauty is a curse on the world and he slashes peoples faces as a political statement against beauty. There is some manly "you have no penis" talk and retorts of butt-rape back and forth between Quentin, Sean and Christian. The conclusion is that Quentin wants to cut off their hands and fingers so they can't operate anymore. Before he does any real damage Kit (the hot british chick) comes in and shoots Quentin.
Mr. Alderman is gonna cut off Matt's penis. Then he decides to make Matt do it himself. Cherry gets a great idea. Since Cherry doesn't want a penis and still has one it would work out for everyone if Matt cuts Cherry's off. So Matt gives Cherry an "I'm so sorry" and then cuts off Cherry's penis. After this Mr. Alderman takes Matt and Cherry by gun point to some remote wooded area to bury Cherry alive. Matt goes all "I don't care" and wants Mr. Alderman to shoot him. Cherry gets out of the grave and grabs the shovel and hits Mr. Alderman in the head. Cherry picks up the gun and Matt tells it (or should I start using she since Cherry has no penis) to shoot Mr. Alderman. Cherry shoots!
Remember when I said there was no explanation for Quentin to be tied up and slashed if he was the slasher? Well there is. Apparently Kit was Quentin's sister! Yup! Kit went on this Dr. Evil tirade with Sean and Christian about Quentin's childhood and being placed in a Catholic convent and having an insestuous relationship with his sister. The end of the episode is Kit and Quentin (who was shot by blanks) sun bathing in Spain. I know. You don't have to say a thing...
The scene I love and I do believe this was a missed moment by the writers was at the end when Christian, Sean and ex-wife Julia are all sitting around the house and Matt walks in. Sean asks him how his night was and instead of saying "Well, I was abducted from school by my ex-girlfiend and her dad, tied up and held at gun point, cut the penis off a transvestite and then shot my ex-girlfriends dad. How bout you?" they just had him say "I could really use some boring right about now."
So that was the NIP/TUCK season finale. I felt dumber after watching it...
OH NO! MY NIGHT GET'S BETTER.......INTRODUCING THE HIPPIE!!!!
The host of the party is my friend from work Roberta. Her and her boyfriend Ryan have befriended this stereotypical hippie that roams the streets of Fairmont. He knocked on the door and both Berta and Ryan said "Oh no!". The door opens and in comes this stinky, long haired, long beared, pot smoking hippie.
Things were going well until the hippie decided to tell me that Jesus was crucified with five other people and that the reason there is only three in the bible is because the other two that lived left with Jesus to live in Spain with Mary Magdalene and their children. I als found out that John Lennon was killed by the CIA. Apparently there are also secret world organizations that have led us into war and they don't want us using pig fat as fuel to drive our cars. I stumped him when I asked him to explain Britney Spears.
He started to get upset when he realized that I was humoring him and nagging him on to see what kind of ourtageous stories he could come up with. I swear he could be a Senator in the Democratic party. His blatant disregard for reality rivals only Nancy Pelosi. This man's ability to distort history and rewrite reality I could rank among the best including Ted Kennedy, Chuck Schumer, Harry Reid and Tom Daschdale.
I ended the night with telling him to keep his mouth shut because I belonged to the Vast-Right-Wing-Conspiracy (I even showed him my card) and that we were watching him and if he doesn't go along with the status quo we would make him dissapear! I smelled fear from him. He watched me go to my car and leave.
I love hippies!
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
12-20-05
It's not a good day on the farm.
We lost three more ducks last night. That means we've lost fifteen ducks in two weeks. Either to predator or illness.
The worst of it is that one of the ducks we lost was Godzilla. He was my favorite duck. I can honestly say that I'm a bit upset of his loss. We're conserned over such a large loss of ducks on such a small amount of time. We called the vet and she believes our ducks have been poisoned. We took Godzilla's body to the vet and she's going to do some blood work and an autopsy to see if any foul (no pun intended) play was involved.
We have reason to believe they were poisoned because the only ducks that are dead are the ones that went by our horrible neighbors property. The ducks that went to the pond or stayed by the house are alright. I would rather deal with the notion that it was the bird flu than to believe that they have been poisoned.
Please pray for me and my family. These animals are innocent and don't deserve to be poisoned over the vindictiveness of a mad neighbor. They are dependent on us to take care of them and I feel in a way that we're not holding up our end. I don't know. I'm just upset right now....
It kinda takes the umph out of my straight A's.
We lost three more ducks last night. That means we've lost fifteen ducks in two weeks. Either to predator or illness.
The worst of it is that one of the ducks we lost was Godzilla. He was my favorite duck. I can honestly say that I'm a bit upset of his loss. We're conserned over such a large loss of ducks on such a small amount of time. We called the vet and she believes our ducks have been poisoned. We took Godzilla's body to the vet and she's going to do some blood work and an autopsy to see if any foul (no pun intended) play was involved.
We have reason to believe they were poisoned because the only ducks that are dead are the ones that went by our horrible neighbors property. The ducks that went to the pond or stayed by the house are alright. I would rather deal with the notion that it was the bird flu than to believe that they have been poisoned.
Please pray for me and my family. These animals are innocent and don't deserve to be poisoned over the vindictiveness of a mad neighbor. They are dependent on us to take care of them and I feel in a way that we're not holding up our end. I don't know. I'm just upset right now....
It kinda takes the umph out of my straight A's.
Monday, December 19, 2005
12-19-05
I checked my grades today.
World Literature A
Terrorism A
Public Administration A
US Pres. & Religion A
Boo Yah!!!!!
IT'S PARTY TIME!!!!!!!!
You'll have to excuse me if I don't have much to write for today. I'm going to be busy doing cartwheels and back flips.
World Literature A
Terrorism A
Public Administration A
US Pres. & Religion A
Boo Yah!!!!!
IT'S PARTY TIME!!!!!!!!
You'll have to excuse me if I don't have much to write for today. I'm going to be busy doing cartwheels and back flips.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
12-18-05
Will wonders never cease!!! The Browns beat the Raiders!!!!
I helped out in Kids church today. I read the Christmas account from Luke to the kids with some visual aids and audience participation. They enjoyed it.
Andrew decided he was going to tie a bow on his head. So I helped him tie it and then taped some other bows and present stuff to his head. He looked at his brother and said, "Look! I'm a present!" His brother replied, "Let's open him!!!!" This was proceeded with every child in the class chasing Andrew and tring to open him. What ever opening Andrew is. I snuck back down the sanctuary during the chaos.
I came home and spend a good deal of my day catching up on some Madden 2006.
I helped out in Kids church today. I read the Christmas account from Luke to the kids with some visual aids and audience participation. They enjoyed it.
Andrew decided he was going to tie a bow on his head. So I helped him tie it and then taped some other bows and present stuff to his head. He looked at his brother and said, "Look! I'm a present!" His brother replied, "Let's open him!!!!" This was proceeded with every child in the class chasing Andrew and tring to open him. What ever opening Andrew is. I snuck back down the sanctuary during the chaos.
I came home and spend a good deal of my day catching up on some Madden 2006.
Saturday, December 17, 2005
12-17-05
Don't you hate when you realize that you lost an entire day to work?
That's how I felt today. I had to work from 8am to 4pm. It was so busy that I had to stay two hours over which put me getting out sometime past 6pm. It's as if I never saw the sunlight today. It went bye so fast too. I was getting sat with large parties over and over and it never stopped. I didn't even take a break (which is by law something we're supposed to do). I can't really write anymore about today because all I did was work.
I guess I could talk about those people who come in to eat and treat you as if you're as dumb as they are. You know the kind. The conversations kinda go like this...
Me: I'll be back with more coffee for you. Is there anything else I can get you while I'm in the back?
Them: Yeah! Coffee!
Or how about this one...
I place their water or tea in front of them and pass out the other drinks to the rest of the party.
Them: Where's my water?
That's when I politely point at the water in front of their face. Instead of a polite oops or blushing due to embarassment I get a look of disgust as if I've tricked them. What the heck!!!
But here's my favorite. Mostly because it allows me to use Star Wars teminology. I am taking plates off the table and I cannot reach the plates on the farthest end of the table. I'm reaching out my arm in the direction of the person who is staring at me like I'm stupid. After about 10 seconds of a stare down contest I say:
Me: Sir, I would use my Jedi force powers to levitate your plate to me but my manager said I'm not allowed to use the force at work.
To my amazement I've actually been asked why? My reply: "Because I kept using Jedi mind tricks to receive 50 dollar tips from customers.
They laugh but I get real serious and say, "So will you please pass me your plate?"
Oh the public...............
That's how I felt today. I had to work from 8am to 4pm. It was so busy that I had to stay two hours over which put me getting out sometime past 6pm. It's as if I never saw the sunlight today. It went bye so fast too. I was getting sat with large parties over and over and it never stopped. I didn't even take a break (which is by law something we're supposed to do). I can't really write anymore about today because all I did was work.
I guess I could talk about those people who come in to eat and treat you as if you're as dumb as they are. You know the kind. The conversations kinda go like this...
Me: I'll be back with more coffee for you. Is there anything else I can get you while I'm in the back?
Them: Yeah! Coffee!
Or how about this one...
I place their water or tea in front of them and pass out the other drinks to the rest of the party.
Them: Where's my water?
That's when I politely point at the water in front of their face. Instead of a polite oops or blushing due to embarassment I get a look of disgust as if I've tricked them. What the heck!!!
But here's my favorite. Mostly because it allows me to use Star Wars teminology. I am taking plates off the table and I cannot reach the plates on the farthest end of the table. I'm reaching out my arm in the direction of the person who is staring at me like I'm stupid. After about 10 seconds of a stare down contest I say:
Me: Sir, I would use my Jedi force powers to levitate your plate to me but my manager said I'm not allowed to use the force at work.
To my amazement I've actually been asked why? My reply: "Because I kept using Jedi mind tricks to receive 50 dollar tips from customers.
They laugh but I get real serious and say, "So will you please pass me your plate?"
Oh the public...............
Friday, December 16, 2005
12-16-05
My Parents Made It Home Today!!!
I met them at Cracker Barrell for dinner. I got to meet the four new additions to four alpaca family. I spent most of the day sleeping and doing some cleaning around the house so as to make it look like I was responsible. hee hee.
Tomorrow I work in the morning and then I'll probably talk to my dad and find out what the game plan is on the fences.
Gosh that Star Wars book was good.
I met them at Cracker Barrell for dinner. I got to meet the four new additions to four alpaca family. I spent most of the day sleeping and doing some cleaning around the house so as to make it look like I was responsible. hee hee.
Tomorrow I work in the morning and then I'll probably talk to my dad and find out what the game plan is on the fences.
Gosh that Star Wars book was good.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
12-15-05
The first official day of winter vacation...
I went into work today to find out when I work again. The schedule wasn't up yet. Oh well...
My parents successfully acquired the alpacas and are on their way back. They made a detour to see my brother's in-laws while they were in the area. That's really cool.
I went and saw King Kong today. It was a decent movie. It was sad. The gist of the story is that a movie director gets a map to Jurrasic Park. They travel to Jurrasic Park and get chased by voodoo tribesman and dinosaurs and of coures the pretty blond gets abducted by the boss monkey himself. While the men are getting eaten, beaten and constantly run from giant bugs to save this chick, she's making buddies with the giant ape. They wind up rescuing her and somehow capturing Kong. I don't know all the details about that because the 44 oz. Sprite I drank was asking my bladder if it could go somehere else. Back to the story....The movie director brings Kong to New York where he get's loose and the pretty blond finds Kong during all the chaos. They climb the Empire State Building get into a fight with planes and Kong eventually succumbs to his injuries and dies. End of movie.
It was like every Steven Spielberg movie all wrapped into one. Jurrasic Park meets ET (except ET is a 30 foot monkey).
After the movie I treated myself to a book. I've been reading text books for weeks now so I wanted to dive into something that wasn't a textbook. I bought the sequel to Star Wars Episode 3: Revenge of the Sith. The book was called "Dark Lord: The Rise of Darth Vader". I read the book on one sitting. It took me only a few hours. But I enjoyed it immensely.
The events of this book are about one month after Episode 3. There is a pocket of Jedi that don't know that the counsil and all other Jedi are dead and that the Republic has become an empire. They are suprised when they are hunted down by a figure cloaked in all black named "Darth Vader". One of the main plot lines is the Jedi having to deal with the fact that the Sith have won and the Jedi order is no more. The other plotline which I found more interesting was how Anakin Skywalker adjusted to his transformation to the dark side and his coping with being in the suit of Darth Vader. Let's just say that after everything Anakin did in Episode 3, he deserves to be in the living hell that is the mask and bodysuit of Vader.
I went into work today to find out when I work again. The schedule wasn't up yet. Oh well...
My parents successfully acquired the alpacas and are on their way back. They made a detour to see my brother's in-laws while they were in the area. That's really cool.
I went and saw King Kong today. It was a decent movie. It was sad. The gist of the story is that a movie director gets a map to Jurrasic Park. They travel to Jurrasic Park and get chased by voodoo tribesman and dinosaurs and of coures the pretty blond gets abducted by the boss monkey himself. While the men are getting eaten, beaten and constantly run from giant bugs to save this chick, she's making buddies with the giant ape. They wind up rescuing her and somehow capturing Kong. I don't know all the details about that because the 44 oz. Sprite I drank was asking my bladder if it could go somehere else. Back to the story....The movie director brings Kong to New York where he get's loose and the pretty blond finds Kong during all the chaos. They climb the Empire State Building get into a fight with planes and Kong eventually succumbs to his injuries and dies. End of movie.
It was like every Steven Spielberg movie all wrapped into one. Jurrasic Park meets ET (except ET is a 30 foot monkey).
After the movie I treated myself to a book. I've been reading text books for weeks now so I wanted to dive into something that wasn't a textbook. I bought the sequel to Star Wars Episode 3: Revenge of the Sith. The book was called "Dark Lord: The Rise of Darth Vader". I read the book on one sitting. It took me only a few hours. But I enjoyed it immensely.
The events of this book are about one month after Episode 3. There is a pocket of Jedi that don't know that the counsil and all other Jedi are dead and that the Republic has become an empire. They are suprised when they are hunted down by a figure cloaked in all black named "Darth Vader". One of the main plot lines is the Jedi having to deal with the fact that the Sith have won and the Jedi order is no more. The other plotline which I found more interesting was how Anakin Skywalker adjusted to his transformation to the dark side and his coping with being in the suit of Darth Vader. Let's just say that after everything Anakin did in Episode 3, he deserves to be in the living hell that is the mask and bodysuit of Vader.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
12-14-05
All Done!!!!
I studied the heck out of this final. I did alright on the mid-term but the mid-term was hard. I don't know what happened on the last two chapters of this class but I had trouble on the last test. I feel I did pretty well on this final. I do believe I will have an "A" in this class.
I want to see King Kong today but I don't think it will happen. I told a friend that I would visit her at work before she left to go home. She graduates this Saturday from Fairmont State and is moving back to Fredricksburg, Virginia. So the eight o'clock showing is totally out of the question. I missed the four o'clock.
I studied the heck out of this final. I did alright on the mid-term but the mid-term was hard. I don't know what happened on the last two chapters of this class but I had trouble on the last test. I feel I did pretty well on this final. I do believe I will have an "A" in this class.
I want to see King Kong today but I don't think it will happen. I told a friend that I would visit her at work before she left to go home. She graduates this Saturday from Fairmont State and is moving back to Fredricksburg, Virginia. So the eight o'clock showing is totally out of the question. I missed the four o'clock.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
12-13-05
Three down....one to go....
I spend all night studying and typing that blasted paper. I can't believe how much nothing there is on Grover Cleveland. It was like pulling teeth to find anything on his presidency. But what I did learn was interesting.
Grover Cleveland is probably remembered for "supposedly" fathering a child out of wedlock. From my research that may not have been true. Grover Cleveland was a good man who tried to do the right thing. His Presbyterian upbringing had a lot to do with that. The woman who had the child couldn't prove that Cleveland was the father, but on the same token, Cleveland couldn't prove that he wasn't. Instead of letting the alcoholic mother continue to neglect the child, Cleveland had the child taken from her custody and placed in a church home where he set up financial support for the child until the age of 18. What a nice guy!
I also found out that in memory of Cleveland's 11 year old daughter Ruth who passed away, Nestle named the candy bar "Baby Ruth" after her.
I don't think I did as well on my Terrorism test as I should. I probably got a "C" on it. I just hope it doesn't drop me down to a "B". I have perfect class attendence, and all my projects have been turned in on time. I must keep my fingers crossed. My US Presidents and Religion test was a breeze. I don't think Dr. Millen-Penn was looking to make it too hard for us. That was a relief.
Well, Now I focus on my last exam...Public Administration....
I spend all night studying and typing that blasted paper. I can't believe how much nothing there is on Grover Cleveland. It was like pulling teeth to find anything on his presidency. But what I did learn was interesting.
Grover Cleveland is probably remembered for "supposedly" fathering a child out of wedlock. From my research that may not have been true. Grover Cleveland was a good man who tried to do the right thing. His Presbyterian upbringing had a lot to do with that. The woman who had the child couldn't prove that Cleveland was the father, but on the same token, Cleveland couldn't prove that he wasn't. Instead of letting the alcoholic mother continue to neglect the child, Cleveland had the child taken from her custody and placed in a church home where he set up financial support for the child until the age of 18. What a nice guy!
I also found out that in memory of Cleveland's 11 year old daughter Ruth who passed away, Nestle named the candy bar "Baby Ruth" after her.
I don't think I did as well on my Terrorism test as I should. I probably got a "C" on it. I just hope it doesn't drop me down to a "B". I have perfect class attendence, and all my projects have been turned in on time. I must keep my fingers crossed. My US Presidents and Religion test was a breeze. I don't think Dr. Millen-Penn was looking to make it too hard for us. That was a relief.
Well, Now I focus on my last exam...Public Administration....
Monday, December 12, 2005
12-12-05
One down....three more to go....
I took my World Literature exam today. Nothing better than taking an exam at 8am in the morning.
I got my paper back too. I got a "B" on it. I figured as much.
I went into the gym after my test and had another good day.
Now I have to spend the rest of the day finishing my Grover Cleveland paper, plus study for my Terrorism test and my US Presidents and Religion test. Woopie!!!!
I took my World Literature exam today. Nothing better than taking an exam at 8am in the morning.
I got my paper back too. I got a "B" on it. I figured as much.
I went into the gym after my test and had another good day.
Now I have to spend the rest of the day finishing my Grover Cleveland paper, plus study for my Terrorism test and my US Presidents and Religion test. Woopie!!!!
Sunday, December 11, 2005
12-11-05
My parents left for Canada today...
I have been left in charge of the animals. Because it's so cold I thought I'd treat them all to some warm water. I must say that they are pretty pleased. I know how much I like hot chocolate on a cold winter day. I think that's what hot chocolate is to animals...warm water.
I must admit that I played hookie from church this morning. I was out late again and I wanted to see my parents off for their trip. I went back to sleep after they left and I woke up in time to watch Cleveland play Cincinnatti. Cleveland lost a close one but a lot of positives came out of the game. The biggest positive is called Charley Frye. Frye is the future of that team. His talent as a quarterback is tremendous and I haven't been this excited about a Cleveland QB since Bernie Kosar. I am looking foreward to watching this kid play in the future.
I studied for my Literature Exam and my Terrorism exam. When I couldn't study anymore I watched a mini-series my dad recorded for me called "The Triangle". I was pretty cool. I'll have to put it on DVD.
I have been left in charge of the animals. Because it's so cold I thought I'd treat them all to some warm water. I must say that they are pretty pleased. I know how much I like hot chocolate on a cold winter day. I think that's what hot chocolate is to animals...warm water.
I must admit that I played hookie from church this morning. I was out late again and I wanted to see my parents off for their trip. I went back to sleep after they left and I woke up in time to watch Cleveland play Cincinnatti. Cleveland lost a close one but a lot of positives came out of the game. The biggest positive is called Charley Frye. Frye is the future of that team. His talent as a quarterback is tremendous and I haven't been this excited about a Cleveland QB since Bernie Kosar. I am looking foreward to watching this kid play in the future.
I studied for my Literature Exam and my Terrorism exam. When I couldn't study anymore I watched a mini-series my dad recorded for me called "The Triangle". I was pretty cool. I'll have to put it on DVD.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
12-10-05
I went and saw Narnia!!!
It was a long time coming boy I'll tell ya...
My dad is my movie buddy and we were supposed to see Narnia today. I wanted to go at the one o'clock showing but we had to wait for the Canada guy to call and get details on the pick up. So he called around 1:30pm. I wanted to see the 3pm showing but my dad said that they had to go to John and Barb's to get all the equipment together for the trip and that they would be home before 6pm. I did some studying, laundry(not suprising) and sat around waiting for them to come home so we could see Narnia. I waited until 6:10 and then I left to go to the movies. I passed my parents on the main road and decided to turn around. When I met them at the foot of our driveway my dad has me roll down the window. He says that my mom wants to make pancakes and coffee and that's what he's doing. I sharply replied that I waited all day to go to the movies and I'm going without him.
Needless to say it was a great movie. The best movie I've seen this year. Sorry he missed it...
I like it so much I'll see it again and I want my mom to see it too. Getting both of them in a theater is going to be a chore. Wish me luck!
You're probably wondering why I just didn't go at the 9pm showing. There's a reason for that. I went out with some friends from work. I went to this dive called "The Library" across from the college. We played pool for most of the evening. I was so overdressed. I had on a nice shirt and some dark dress pants. I looked like I could have went clubbing in Atlanta, Charlotte, Cleveland or Los Angeles for that matter. This place the dress code was jeans, a polo shirt and a ballcap with the bill turned around. The only real fun I had was when Josh (who is extremely gay) showed up wearing his "red-neck queer eye get-up" and kept yelling "GIT-R-DONE GIRL!!!"
I guess you had to be there...
It was a long time coming boy I'll tell ya...
My dad is my movie buddy and we were supposed to see Narnia today. I wanted to go at the one o'clock showing but we had to wait for the Canada guy to call and get details on the pick up. So he called around 1:30pm. I wanted to see the 3pm showing but my dad said that they had to go to John and Barb's to get all the equipment together for the trip and that they would be home before 6pm. I did some studying, laundry(not suprising) and sat around waiting for them to come home so we could see Narnia. I waited until 6:10 and then I left to go to the movies. I passed my parents on the main road and decided to turn around. When I met them at the foot of our driveway my dad has me roll down the window. He says that my mom wants to make pancakes and coffee and that's what he's doing. I sharply replied that I waited all day to go to the movies and I'm going without him.
Needless to say it was a great movie. The best movie I've seen this year. Sorry he missed it...
I like it so much I'll see it again and I want my mom to see it too. Getting both of them in a theater is going to be a chore. Wish me luck!
You're probably wondering why I just didn't go at the 9pm showing. There's a reason for that. I went out with some friends from work. I went to this dive called "The Library" across from the college. We played pool for most of the evening. I was so overdressed. I had on a nice shirt and some dark dress pants. I looked like I could have went clubbing in Atlanta, Charlotte, Cleveland or Los Angeles for that matter. This place the dress code was jeans, a polo shirt and a ballcap with the bill turned around. The only real fun I had was when Josh (who is extremely gay) showed up wearing his "red-neck queer eye get-up" and kept yelling "GIT-R-DONE GIRL!!!"
I guess you had to be there...
Friday, December 09, 2005
12-09-05
I won Jeopardy!!!!
First off. I got very little sleep because I was out late last night and I had to stay up and write my paper. It's a bad paper but It should get me a B at least. That's a good talent to have where you can write sub-par papers and still pull out a B or better.
I took some Lipo-6 and was ready to go this morning. Dr. Savage decided that instead of doing a traditional review we would play jeopardy. She put us into 4 groups. In the first and double jeopardy rounds we had to answer questions individually but the whole group got the points. In final jeopardy we could work together as a group.
The first round went to what I called "team estrogen." This group consisted of all the smart girls in the class and they were mopping the floor with everyone. I answered enough questions to keep us in contention. It was in double jeopardy that my light began to shine. I answered a question, took control of the board and never looked back. By the time the game was over I had us so far in the lead that the class didn't even want to play final jeopardy. I think I scared my classmates a little bit because I literally answered EVERY question on the board correctly. My group didn't even try to answer a question. It was me against the rest of the class. I was like that Mormon guy who won 75 consecutive jeopardy games!!! Booo-Yah!
Tonight was the last night I would work for over a week. I'm taking all of next week off for exams and to take care of the animals while my parents are gone. They are going to pick up some alpacas from Canada. On my way up the drive my car got stuck. It is front wheel drive and I can't get up the hill if it's slippery. So we left it there hanging over the side of the hill until morning when my dad could tow it with the tractor.
First off. I got very little sleep because I was out late last night and I had to stay up and write my paper. It's a bad paper but It should get me a B at least. That's a good talent to have where you can write sub-par papers and still pull out a B or better.
I took some Lipo-6 and was ready to go this morning. Dr. Savage decided that instead of doing a traditional review we would play jeopardy. She put us into 4 groups. In the first and double jeopardy rounds we had to answer questions individually but the whole group got the points. In final jeopardy we could work together as a group.
The first round went to what I called "team estrogen." This group consisted of all the smart girls in the class and they were mopping the floor with everyone. I answered enough questions to keep us in contention. It was in double jeopardy that my light began to shine. I answered a question, took control of the board and never looked back. By the time the game was over I had us so far in the lead that the class didn't even want to play final jeopardy. I think I scared my classmates a little bit because I literally answered EVERY question on the board correctly. My group didn't even try to answer a question. It was me against the rest of the class. I was like that Mormon guy who won 75 consecutive jeopardy games!!! Booo-Yah!
Tonight was the last night I would work for over a week. I'm taking all of next week off for exams and to take care of the animals while my parents are gone. They are going to pick up some alpacas from Canada. On my way up the drive my car got stuck. It is front wheel drive and I can't get up the hill if it's slippery. So we left it there hanging over the side of the hill until morning when my dad could tow it with the tractor.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
12-08-05
After almost two years of living in West Virginia I finally went out and associated with the natives.
My professor Dr. Millen-Penn invited our class to his house for a Christmas party. I found it a little bit odd at first because I didn't think that professors should get involved with students. Shortly after I arrived the rest of the class came. I learned a lot about West Virginians. They can consume vastly large amounts of liquor. I have never seen so much liquor..HARD LIQUOR consumed in my whole life. I watched a 95 pound girl down a whole bottle of Jager by herself. She didn't even slur her speech. I watched another girl down whole bottles of beer in less than 2 seconds (no kidding). I must say I was scared and impressed at the same time.
I left the party early mostly because I don't drink and also because I had a paper due at eight in the morning.
My professor Dr. Millen-Penn invited our class to his house for a Christmas party. I found it a little bit odd at first because I didn't think that professors should get involved with students. Shortly after I arrived the rest of the class came. I learned a lot about West Virginians. They can consume vastly large amounts of liquor. I have never seen so much liquor..HARD LIQUOR consumed in my whole life. I watched a 95 pound girl down a whole bottle of Jager by herself. She didn't even slur her speech. I watched another girl down whole bottles of beer in less than 2 seconds (no kidding). I must say I was scared and impressed at the same time.
I left the party early mostly because I don't drink and also because I had a paper due at eight in the morning.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
12-07-05
Remembering Pearl Harbor
Today is the 64th Anniversary of Pearl Harbor. I feel as if we are starting to forget it. No one mentioned it at school. I heard only a 30 second blurb on the radio about it. Maybe because I don't watch television I haven't seen any visual representation to commemerate Pearl Harbor. It could be just me or it could be something worse....
THE FUNNIEST FREAKIN PICTURE I HAVE EVER SEEN
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
12-06-05
I had my last Terrorism class today. It was kinda sad because I started to enjoy the class at the end. My log is horrible. The intelligence site I go to for my information hasn't updated since October 31. So I'm missing a whole month of terrorist incidents. I'm gonna look them up from other sites tonight and hopefully turn in the rest tomorrow. Oh boy!
I had a great and engaging class in US Presidents and Religion. We discussed George W Bush's presidency and why he expresses his faith but yet wages war and endorses policies that are questionable to the Christian cause. Since I am the only person with any extensive background conserning the evangelical movement I had to explain the biblical and traditional concepts behind evangelical Christian social doctrine. The conclusion that we have come up about Bush is that he is genuine and truly believes he is doing the right thing, but his policies are so wrapped up in the evangelical right that he cannot discern the heavenly kingdom from the earthly one. This fusion alone is detrimental to middle eastern dialogue. It's possible that there hasn't been a president that has enfused their religousity with political execution. It would explain his massive spending domestically and the just cause ideology with the war on terror. There will be more to come on this I assure you.
I have also downloaded the Senate Intelligence reports given to justify action against Iraq. George Washington University has acquired copies for public viewing. So far I have read the 95 page document that was used to justify the invasion. The first six pages give the CIA's conclusions on intelligence. The other 89 pages give what raw intelligence which to me doesn't actually coincide with the CIA's or the Bush war room conclusions.
I don't believe that anyone read this report. If any0ne looked past the first 6 pages they would have seen that the mobile weapons labs Colin Powell pointed out at the UN were a 50/50 shot in the dark. Most of the intelligence is conflicting. The argument it does make is that Saddam had in no way shown proof that he had dismantled his WMD and Nuclear programs. This is is slam dunk To use the term again. The problem with the intel is that IT doesn't prove that it was in use.
Again....NO ONE READ THIS REPORT!!!!! We know John Kerry and John Edwards didn't. Heck! They didn't even show up the the Intelligence meetings. So I can understand if they were misled. Going with what is politically expediant is always misleading.
What is today's lesson? If the report or bill is less than 200 pages (or could possibly mean losing American lives)....READ IT!!!!!!!!
I had a great and engaging class in US Presidents and Religion. We discussed George W Bush's presidency and why he expresses his faith but yet wages war and endorses policies that are questionable to the Christian cause. Since I am the only person with any extensive background conserning the evangelical movement I had to explain the biblical and traditional concepts behind evangelical Christian social doctrine. The conclusion that we have come up about Bush is that he is genuine and truly believes he is doing the right thing, but his policies are so wrapped up in the evangelical right that he cannot discern the heavenly kingdom from the earthly one. This fusion alone is detrimental to middle eastern dialogue. It's possible that there hasn't been a president that has enfused their religousity with political execution. It would explain his massive spending domestically and the just cause ideology with the war on terror. There will be more to come on this I assure you.
I have also downloaded the Senate Intelligence reports given to justify action against Iraq. George Washington University has acquired copies for public viewing. So far I have read the 95 page document that was used to justify the invasion. The first six pages give the CIA's conclusions on intelligence. The other 89 pages give what raw intelligence which to me doesn't actually coincide with the CIA's or the Bush war room conclusions.
I don't believe that anyone read this report. If any0ne looked past the first 6 pages they would have seen that the mobile weapons labs Colin Powell pointed out at the UN were a 50/50 shot in the dark. Most of the intelligence is conflicting. The argument it does make is that Saddam had in no way shown proof that he had dismantled his WMD and Nuclear programs. This is is slam dunk To use the term again. The problem with the intel is that IT doesn't prove that it was in use.
Again....NO ONE READ THIS REPORT!!!!! We know John Kerry and John Edwards didn't. Heck! They didn't even show up the the Intelligence meetings. So I can understand if they were misled. Going with what is politically expediant is always misleading.
What is today's lesson? If the report or bill is less than 200 pages (or could possibly mean losing American lives)....READ IT!!!!!!!!
Monday, December 05, 2005
12-05-06
Had a great gymworkout today. I was able to complete the entire workout and keep my energy. I just need to run a little bit more.
I just found out that my brother has a Myspace account. That punk never said he had one to me!!!! I decided to play around with mine and give a little bit more infomation on it. I also have to add a few more friends on it. That is if I can find them. I know a lot of people from Outback that go to USC that are on it. I gotta get ahold of John and add him to my friend list.
I guess my lifting is paying off. Some of the females at work were noticing that I've gained weight and shape. I felt uncomfortable.
I have my revised Lincoln paper due tomorrow. Plus my Terrorism log. Got a long night ahead of me.
I just found out that my brother has a Myspace account. That punk never said he had one to me!!!! I decided to play around with mine and give a little bit more infomation on it. I also have to add a few more friends on it. That is if I can find them. I know a lot of people from Outback that go to USC that are on it. I gotta get ahold of John and add him to my friend list.
I guess my lifting is paying off. Some of the females at work were noticing that I've gained weight and shape. I felt uncomfortable.
I have my revised Lincoln paper due tomorrow. Plus my Terrorism log. Got a long night ahead of me.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
12-04-05
We have a problem on the farm....
In the past few weeks we have noticed that the number of ducks we have has been dwindling. My dad found a dead male duck that looked as if it had survived and attack by a predator. We had a hunch some type of predator was attacking our ducks, we just didn't know if it was a fox or a hawk.
Today we found out who has been taking our ducks. It is a hawk. We thought it was a fox first because hawks don't normally hunt animals the size of our ducks (which are pretty big). But this hawk isn't a regular hawk. It's almost twice the size of a regular hawk. I have never seen a hawk this size before.
How we found out is kinda sad. We had three ducks left from the seven that survived this summer. They stick together and they like to go down to the creek and play in the water. We don't like them to go off alone because of predators. We were putting the ducks in today and I went down to the creek to get Godzilla (that's the name of the largest duck and our personal favorite) and the others and I came face to face with the hawk. It just glared at me. I shewed it off and ran to where it was standing. I found the smallest of our summer ducks severely injured.
Godzilla and Dumber (he has that name for a reason) were hiding by the barbwire fence. Once they saw me they ran towards the unjured female duck to protect her. They wouldn't leave her not matter how hard I tried to get them to head back up to the house. Once I picked up the injured duck they followed me up to the house. My dad had to take the duck out and put an end to things because she was gasping for breath. Her injuries were to the neck area.
So now we have this large hawk on our hands. The solution until we can kill it is to let Maxwell (our collie) out of his pen and keep an eye on the ducks. He is a good heard dog and he keeps the ducks rounded up near the little Hilton. Max will kill that hawk if he gets ahold of it. The ducks don't like when Maxwell is out because they like to roam freely and Max doesn't allow them to leave the yard. But for now that's all we can do.
In the past few weeks we have noticed that the number of ducks we have has been dwindling. My dad found a dead male duck that looked as if it had survived and attack by a predator. We had a hunch some type of predator was attacking our ducks, we just didn't know if it was a fox or a hawk.
Today we found out who has been taking our ducks. It is a hawk. We thought it was a fox first because hawks don't normally hunt animals the size of our ducks (which are pretty big). But this hawk isn't a regular hawk. It's almost twice the size of a regular hawk. I have never seen a hawk this size before.
How we found out is kinda sad. We had three ducks left from the seven that survived this summer. They stick together and they like to go down to the creek and play in the water. We don't like them to go off alone because of predators. We were putting the ducks in today and I went down to the creek to get Godzilla (that's the name of the largest duck and our personal favorite) and the others and I came face to face with the hawk. It just glared at me. I shewed it off and ran to where it was standing. I found the smallest of our summer ducks severely injured.
Godzilla and Dumber (he has that name for a reason) were hiding by the barbwire fence. Once they saw me they ran towards the unjured female duck to protect her. They wouldn't leave her not matter how hard I tried to get them to head back up to the house. Once I picked up the injured duck they followed me up to the house. My dad had to take the duck out and put an end to things because she was gasping for breath. Her injuries were to the neck area.
So now we have this large hawk on our hands. The solution until we can kill it is to let Maxwell (our collie) out of his pen and keep an eye on the ducks. He is a good heard dog and he keeps the ducks rounded up near the little Hilton. Max will kill that hawk if he gets ahold of it. The ducks don't like when Maxwell is out because they like to roam freely and Max doesn't allow them to leave the yard. But for now that's all we can do.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
12-03-05
Remembering loved ones....
We have done a lot of renovations to the farm. Even though we have torn down some of the old buildings and remodelled the house, there are still a number of memories that pop up now and then. Today was one of those days.
My cousin Mikey was born with a dry spine which caused severe retardation. He could only crawl on his knees and he was unable to speak. His intelligence level was equalivent to a 3 year old. Even though his handicap was as extreme as it was, he still knew who everyone was and responded accordingly.
My memories of Mikey are of him wearing bib overalls and being in his 50's. He had a crew cut that showed off his salt and pepper hair. I was 10 and my brother was 8 when he passed away but I still have very good memories of him.
I believe I have vivid memories of Mikey because of his smile. I remember that all my other cousins were afraid of Mikey because he was so extrememly handicapped. But not me and my brother. As soon as Mikey would see us his eyes would get real big and he would smile the biggest smile I have ever seen. He would try to make some audible noise but nothing would come out. I always imagined that he was trying to say that he was happy to see his favorite little cousins. My brother and I would go in his room and he had a bunch of Tonka trucks in a chest that he played with every now and then.
Mikey passed away almost 20 years ago and I think of him from time to time. I thought of him today because we found his chest. I don't know what happened to the Tonka trucks but we still have his chest. We cleaned it up and my mom has placed some candles and my brothers wedding picture on top of it. It looks nice. I think Mikey would like it too.
I like to think that when it's my time to go home that Mikey will be waiting for me in heaven. There he will be made whole and he won't have to crawl around on his knees. He'll be able to speak too. And even though he will be transformed into a new creature, I hope and pray that he still widens his eyes and smiles at me like he did here on earth. That would make eternity worth it.
We have done a lot of renovations to the farm. Even though we have torn down some of the old buildings and remodelled the house, there are still a number of memories that pop up now and then. Today was one of those days.
My cousin Mikey was born with a dry spine which caused severe retardation. He could only crawl on his knees and he was unable to speak. His intelligence level was equalivent to a 3 year old. Even though his handicap was as extreme as it was, he still knew who everyone was and responded accordingly.
My memories of Mikey are of him wearing bib overalls and being in his 50's. He had a crew cut that showed off his salt and pepper hair. I was 10 and my brother was 8 when he passed away but I still have very good memories of him.
I believe I have vivid memories of Mikey because of his smile. I remember that all my other cousins were afraid of Mikey because he was so extrememly handicapped. But not me and my brother. As soon as Mikey would see us his eyes would get real big and he would smile the biggest smile I have ever seen. He would try to make some audible noise but nothing would come out. I always imagined that he was trying to say that he was happy to see his favorite little cousins. My brother and I would go in his room and he had a bunch of Tonka trucks in a chest that he played with every now and then.
Mikey passed away almost 20 years ago and I think of him from time to time. I thought of him today because we found his chest. I don't know what happened to the Tonka trucks but we still have his chest. We cleaned it up and my mom has placed some candles and my brothers wedding picture on top of it. It looks nice. I think Mikey would like it too.
I like to think that when it's my time to go home that Mikey will be waiting for me in heaven. There he will be made whole and he won't have to crawl around on his knees. He'll be able to speak too. And even though he will be transformed into a new creature, I hope and pray that he still widens his eyes and smiles at me like he did here on earth. That would make eternity worth it.
Friday, December 02, 2005
12-2-05
Here's a pic of me enjoying my favorite farm passtime.
It snowed last night. Then is got really cold and the roads iced over. I didn't make my 8am class because there were wrecks on all routes I could take to college. I spent 45 minutes on one road so I turned around and came home. I made my 1pm class though thankfully.
Aeon Flux movie review!!!!
This movie would have been better if it had nothing to do with the MTV animated short. If they just renamed the characters and kept the same plot this movie would have went over better with me. The plot was great science fiction. It would have made Ray Bradburry or Issac Assimov proud. What would have made this movie complete would have been if Leonard Nemoy did a cameo. The first 20 minutes was the directors attempt to be like the animated shorts with Charlise Therone flipping, shooting and doing cool things to kill people. But once the plot kicks in, it goes from butt kickin chick flick to sci-fi thriller romance. I guess If you've never seen the MTV shorts then you'll enjoy the movie. If you have then it's gonna bother you. Try to detach yourself from it.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
12-1-05
Wow! It's December already....
I have to tell you all what I did in the library today. There is a rule that cell phones aren't allowed in the library on campus. But no one really adheres to it. So it's really annoying to be typing a paper and some idiot starts making keg party plans with their frat buddies on the cell phone next to you. I like to find ways to let them know that their cell phone conversation is bothersome and they should take it outside.
Today some unfortunate fellow just happened to be on his cell next to me. He was having a spat with his woman. I could hear this girl yelling through the phone as if she was in the library sitting next to me. I couldn't concentrate with this guy's wimpering and her screaming. I stopped what I was doing and told the guy he should dump her. He just looked at me. Then I encouraged him to hang up on her. I also told him that if he was a man he wouldn't take that kind of crap from her. I continued to tell him to hang up or dump her. It got enough attention that he became uncomfortable and left.....MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!!!
Later on that day I found out that the two of them had a massive fight on campus. I cannot say that I'm upset about their breakup.
My Presidents and Religion class was great today. My teacher is a die hard liberal. He even protested in front of the White House during the Reagan administration. My teacher is going through a crisis in his life though. Somehow I have to get him back into the swing of things. No one should feel left out or that they can't make a difference. Who knows. Maybe I can convince him that supporting social programs aren't the answer, but it's the volunteerism and compassion of each individual American that brings change. I disagree with the liberal idea that if you pay taxes and promote social programs that the government will somehow cure the problem or bring prosperity. I think that's a cop-out and it disconnects the American people from the problems we face. I also believe that if conservatives are going to vote to lessen government and let the individual American take care of our poverty problems, then they need to get off their collective fundamentalist Pat Robertson loving, Limbaugh listening a$$e$ and help out!!! I don't undeRstand why so many Christians disconnect themselves with the world and hide in their Wal-Mart churches. I thought we were supposed to be in the world and not of it.
Dr. Millen-Penn is having a party for us next week. I'll have a chance to pick his brain and see if I can jump start his activism again. God help us if he becomes a MoveOn.orger. Then I'll be responsible for creating a MONSTER!!!!!
I have to tell you all what I did in the library today. There is a rule that cell phones aren't allowed in the library on campus. But no one really adheres to it. So it's really annoying to be typing a paper and some idiot starts making keg party plans with their frat buddies on the cell phone next to you. I like to find ways to let them know that their cell phone conversation is bothersome and they should take it outside.
Today some unfortunate fellow just happened to be on his cell next to me. He was having a spat with his woman. I could hear this girl yelling through the phone as if she was in the library sitting next to me. I couldn't concentrate with this guy's wimpering and her screaming. I stopped what I was doing and told the guy he should dump her. He just looked at me. Then I encouraged him to hang up on her. I also told him that if he was a man he wouldn't take that kind of crap from her. I continued to tell him to hang up or dump her. It got enough attention that he became uncomfortable and left.....MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!!!
Later on that day I found out that the two of them had a massive fight on campus. I cannot say that I'm upset about their breakup.
My Presidents and Religion class was great today. My teacher is a die hard liberal. He even protested in front of the White House during the Reagan administration. My teacher is going through a crisis in his life though. Somehow I have to get him back into the swing of things. No one should feel left out or that they can't make a difference. Who knows. Maybe I can convince him that supporting social programs aren't the answer, but it's the volunteerism and compassion of each individual American that brings change. I disagree with the liberal idea that if you pay taxes and promote social programs that the government will somehow cure the problem or bring prosperity. I think that's a cop-out and it disconnects the American people from the problems we face. I also believe that if conservatives are going to vote to lessen government and let the individual American take care of our poverty problems, then they need to get off their collective fundamentalist Pat Robertson loving, Limbaugh listening a$$e$ and help out!!! I don't undeRstand why so many Christians disconnect themselves with the world and hide in their Wal-Mart churches. I thought we were supposed to be in the world and not of it.
Dr. Millen-Penn is having a party for us next week. I'll have a chance to pick his brain and see if I can jump start his activism again. God help us if he becomes a MoveOn.orger. Then I'll be responsible for creating a MONSTER!!!!!
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