Okay, I'll start out with the good news today.
My AP Scores came in the mail today. I think I was trembling more than I did when I read my college acceptance letters. So, the results are........................
AP SPANISH: 3
AP LIT/COMP: 4!
Thank you, Shiela Fielding! Your method has served me very well! Congratulations are in order!
I couldn't believe how sweet it was. You know, a 3 on the Spanish exam is like a four on the english exam, because it's the same basic stuff, just in spanish--which is what makes it hard.
Well, I'm going to be very happy now. I've parked my car across the street from the Republican Headquarters again today, and I still get a kick out of it. It's Saturday, so they're closed, but at least I won't get a ticket. Click on the link to see a 10 minute film that describes EXACTLY how I feel about meter maids (not recommended for dial-up users).
Banks need to have REAL PEOPLE hours. I'm sick of this crap about opening when everyone is at work and closing right as they get home! Whatever.
There is really not a lot going on right now. I'm kinda chillin' while Tanner and his girlfriend sleep, (they are sooooo lazy--perfect for eachother) and I doubt that we're going to do much today.
In closing, I had what I like to call a profound realization the other day. Whenever you meet someone who supports the war in Iraq, ask them this simple question: "Truthfully, are you willing to go over and fight in this war personally? Not if you had to, I mean, are you willing to fight it?" If the answer is no, then this should be your response: "If you don't beleive in a cause enough to fight for it yourself, who the hell gave you permission to send other people's sons and daughters out to fight your conflict for you?" Anyone who is a "supporter" is a liar unless they are willing to fight. Waving a yellow ribbon or putting a "support our troops" bumpersticker on you car means NOTHING. So stop lying to yourself.
Saturday, July 24, 2004
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Irony, Life, And All
I just cleaned Tanner's and My room and I found 6.85 in Change lying around the room! Wow! I get to keep it all too! So take that jerks! I cleaned, and I get rewarded! HAHAHA
Anyway, tonight I had to find a parking space, and the ones directly in front of the house where taken, so I parked a little ways down on the other side of the street, right in front of the "GASP" Bush/Cheney Headquarters!
For those of you who don't know, my truck prominently sports a John Kerry bumper sticker.
I can't wait to see the looks on their faces when they walk into their office in the morning and find a Kerry supporter (Actually, I'm a Libertarian, but I need Bush out of office.) parked in the space directly in front of their office! I'm probably going to make a point of parking there from now on.
I may even go down the street to the Kerry/Edwards Headquarters and get some more stuff. Woopee!
Speaking of the fact that both candidates kinda suck, go to Atom Films: This Land. This cartoon is SOOOOO funny. It takes a stab at everyone in a humorous parody to Woody Guthrie's "This Land is Your Land, This Land is My Land". You'll love it, I guarantee.
Moving on with the events of the day, I'm still pissed off about my financial aid reduction. I did not receive an e-mail from the Financial Aid Office in response yet, so I'm wondering if they are just going to ignore me.
The greatest part is that I sent in my OLD financial aid statement to them! So I want to see what they are going to do.
I read an interesting article online today about how our nation has become A Nation of Bystanders in the War on Terrorism (Click to read the article.) The article notes how less than one percent of the population of the United States serves in the military, whereas in world war two, that number was 11.7 percent served. Well, that fact is misleading, right of the bat. Number one, the US population has increased by 156 million people, so the difference between 11.7 percent of 133 million (approx US population in 1941) and 4.7 of 290 million is less than what is sounds like.
In addition, I don't understand why conservatives get so friggin' worked up about the dwindling intrest in KILLING PEOPLE. There are three major reasons why the military is smaller.
Number One: we aren't fighting for a good cause. We are being world police, when we should be practicing national DEFENSE not national OFFENSE. I don't care WHO you are, but you can't tell me going into Iraq because of the THREAT of the use of weapons was not an offensive manuever. So bring our troops back home, fight terrorism the only way you can: through intelligence. In case anyone was wondering, terrorism is not a physical enemy. It exists because people have bias, hate, misunderstanding and miscommunication. If we butted out of everyone's business, you'd see a lot less terrorism, because they'd have less of a reason to hate us.
Number Two: people aren't willing to fight anymore: People are better informed, and less ignorant of the world around them. In WWII, there was very little media, no television for the mass public, some radio, and DEFINATELY no internet. War was glamorous to children and teenagers at that time. Every time I watch some documentary about WWII, I hear at least one veteran say something about how they were all so excited to go and fight the Germans, for honor and excitement, and a chance to travel the world. Well, today we all know what war is really about. War is KILLING PEOPLE. That's that. When we went into the Vietnam Conflict (it wasn't a war, you know) Television brought that right into our living rooms. With the advent of the internet, the world is only getting smaller. We don't see things through our goverments' eyes anymore. We have buddies on AIM from all around to world who tell us how things really are, and the government cannot stop us from seeing our enemy as they really are: human beings, just like us. When you realize that you are the same, you find it harder to hate. What else were you going to expect? We've been teaching kids understanding and tolerance for years now--you expect them to hate like their parents?
Number Three: we don't fight ground wars anymore. The need for massive infantry is less than in the past, because our top strategy consists of bombing the crap out of the enemy first, (remember shock and awe?) and then going in to "mop up".
People just don't want to fight anymore--doesn't anyone realize how much of a wonderful thing this is? Suppose they gave a war, and nobody came? That would be great, wouldn't it. When everyone in the world decides that war should only be a last resort, and only after attack, no one would ever start a war.
We live in a capitalistic society, and as a news flash for the rest of you, the bottom line for almost everthing done in the USA is greed--money. Maybe it is unfair and horrible that Saddam was killing his own people. But if we were really interested in "helping people" and saving lives, we wouldn't have left Rwanda when the Hutu's and the Tootsi's were killing each other in the THOUSANDS. Or we could have fully funded global anti-hunger efforts for 5 years. Or we could have ensured that every child in the world was given basic immunizations for 41 years. Or we could have fully funded world-wide AIDS programs for 12 years. So don't give me this crap about helping people. (Information taken from CostofWar.com)
Almost everyone I know would be willing to defend ourselves from an enemy when attacked. In WWII, kids were lying about their age to get into the military. September 11th wasn't an attack by a tangible enemy. No, no, no. That day represented a fruitation of the seeds of resentment which the United States has been sowing in the world for the past decade. We need to pull out from the world, and let them solve their own problems--send them the message that we don't help anyone, so don't come crying to us about it. The only ways to fight terrorism are with intelligence and peace-keeping. We need people to stop hating us--invading their countries does not prevent terrorism--it causes it.
Please, start thinking with the brain God gave you, and realize that the answers are a lot simpler than anyone in the government wants you to beleive.
On a closing note, I love the the United States. The government and country which was established by those visionary documents called The Constitution and The Bill Of Rights is the best country in the world. What upsets me is that our country is no longer guided by the principles of those wonderful documents--instead, it is run by corperations, greedy politicians, lawyers, and the tyrannical vocal minority.
Do something about it--vote.
Anyway, tonight I had to find a parking space, and the ones directly in front of the house where taken, so I parked a little ways down on the other side of the street, right in front of the "GASP" Bush/Cheney Headquarters!
For those of you who don't know, my truck prominently sports a John Kerry bumper sticker.
I can't wait to see the looks on their faces when they walk into their office in the morning and find a Kerry supporter (Actually, I'm a Libertarian, but I need Bush out of office.) parked in the space directly in front of their office! I'm probably going to make a point of parking there from now on.
I may even go down the street to the Kerry/Edwards Headquarters and get some more stuff. Woopee!
Speaking of the fact that both candidates kinda suck, go to Atom Films: This Land. This cartoon is SOOOOO funny. It takes a stab at everyone in a humorous parody to Woody Guthrie's "This Land is Your Land, This Land is My Land". You'll love it, I guarantee.
Moving on with the events of the day, I'm still pissed off about my financial aid reduction. I did not receive an e-mail from the Financial Aid Office in response yet, so I'm wondering if they are just going to ignore me.
The greatest part is that I sent in my OLD financial aid statement to them! So I want to see what they are going to do.
I read an interesting article online today about how our nation has become A Nation of Bystanders in the War on Terrorism (Click to read the article.) The article notes how less than one percent of the population of the United States serves in the military, whereas in world war two, that number was 11.7 percent served. Well, that fact is misleading, right of the bat. Number one, the US population has increased by 156 million people, so the difference between 11.7 percent of 133 million (approx US population in 1941) and 4.7 of 290 million is less than what is sounds like.
In addition, I don't understand why conservatives get so friggin' worked up about the dwindling intrest in KILLING PEOPLE. There are three major reasons why the military is smaller.
Number One: we aren't fighting for a good cause. We are being world police, when we should be practicing national DEFENSE not national OFFENSE. I don't care WHO you are, but you can't tell me going into Iraq because of the THREAT of the use of weapons was not an offensive manuever. So bring our troops back home, fight terrorism the only way you can: through intelligence. In case anyone was wondering, terrorism is not a physical enemy. It exists because people have bias, hate, misunderstanding and miscommunication. If we butted out of everyone's business, you'd see a lot less terrorism, because they'd have less of a reason to hate us.
Number Two: people aren't willing to fight anymore: People are better informed, and less ignorant of the world around them. In WWII, there was very little media, no television for the mass public, some radio, and DEFINATELY no internet. War was glamorous to children and teenagers at that time. Every time I watch some documentary about WWII, I hear at least one veteran say something about how they were all so excited to go and fight the Germans, for honor and excitement, and a chance to travel the world. Well, today we all know what war is really about. War is KILLING PEOPLE. That's that. When we went into the Vietnam Conflict (it wasn't a war, you know) Television brought that right into our living rooms. With the advent of the internet, the world is only getting smaller. We don't see things through our goverments' eyes anymore. We have buddies on AIM from all around to world who tell us how things really are, and the government cannot stop us from seeing our enemy as they really are: human beings, just like us. When you realize that you are the same, you find it harder to hate. What else were you going to expect? We've been teaching kids understanding and tolerance for years now--you expect them to hate like their parents?
Number Three: we don't fight ground wars anymore. The need for massive infantry is less than in the past, because our top strategy consists of bombing the crap out of the enemy first, (remember shock and awe?) and then going in to "mop up".
People just don't want to fight anymore--doesn't anyone realize how much of a wonderful thing this is? Suppose they gave a war, and nobody came? That would be great, wouldn't it. When everyone in the world decides that war should only be a last resort, and only after attack, no one would ever start a war.
We live in a capitalistic society, and as a news flash for the rest of you, the bottom line for almost everthing done in the USA is greed--money. Maybe it is unfair and horrible that Saddam was killing his own people. But if we were really interested in "helping people" and saving lives, we wouldn't have left Rwanda when the Hutu's and the Tootsi's were killing each other in the THOUSANDS. Or we could have fully funded global anti-hunger efforts for 5 years. Or we could have ensured that every child in the world was given basic immunizations for 41 years. Or we could have fully funded world-wide AIDS programs for 12 years. So don't give me this crap about helping people. (Information taken from CostofWar.com)
Almost everyone I know would be willing to defend ourselves from an enemy when attacked. In WWII, kids were lying about their age to get into the military. September 11th wasn't an attack by a tangible enemy. No, no, no. That day represented a fruitation of the seeds of resentment which the United States has been sowing in the world for the past decade. We need to pull out from the world, and let them solve their own problems--send them the message that we don't help anyone, so don't come crying to us about it. The only ways to fight terrorism are with intelligence and peace-keeping. We need people to stop hating us--invading their countries does not prevent terrorism--it causes it.
Please, start thinking with the brain God gave you, and realize that the answers are a lot simpler than anyone in the government wants you to beleive.
On a closing note, I love the the United States. The government and country which was established by those visionary documents called The Constitution and The Bill Of Rights is the best country in the world. What upsets me is that our country is no longer guided by the principles of those wonderful documents--instead, it is run by corperations, greedy politicians, lawyers, and the tyrannical vocal minority.
Do something about it--vote.
What You Own
This is just an audio post of a song called "What You Own" from the musical Rent. Enjoy, even though it's been 'digitized', it's still a great song.
Financial Aid Adjustment
I just received a letter from the Emerson Office of Student Financial Services telling me that my "award has been adjusted to reflect the addition ofprivate aid from another source other than the Emerson College Office of Student Financial Services."
Interesting idea. Emerson College punishes you for applying for and winning scholarships.
They took away a thousand dollars of Work-Study away because I got a thousand dollar scholarship. This is the most unfair and stupid thing I have ever heard of. My EFC, according to the FAFSA, was only about 500 dollars. My mother has already contributed that amount in to form of my tuition and room deposit. So that means that the gap in my financial aid BEFORE adjustment was almost 8,000 dollars. When you add my 1,000 dollar scholarship, I still have to come up with 7,000 dollars, that my family cannot afford to pay, which is why I am working my BUTT off this summer to earn money to keep my tuition pay/loans as low as possible.
So now I have to figure out where to find another thousand dollars. You know, that was the whole IDEA of applying for scholarships, to fill that gap. If I'd have known I would have been punished for doing so, I would have saved myself hours of time and still had more financial aid!
It's like a slap in the face to come home from a long day at work to a letter telling you that you don't deserve as much money after all. Oh well. I fired off a letter of a similar nature to the financial aid office asking them what they were thinking, and now I'm probably going to blacklisted as some sort of jerk within the financial aid office.
Anyway, work today was good, nothing really new happening there.
At 3:00am today, (as in, Wednesday the 21st) Tanner and I went to Denny's for a late night meal. I spent 15.00 dollars on food--I got an original Grand Slam and a Chicken Strip Appetizer. It was worth it, it was SOOOOOO good, and we had a great time.
My birthday is in nine days! Oh BOY! Please get me presents! Money works too!
Well, I've got to go to bed. It is 1:41am. Goodnight (or morning, or whatever)
Interesting idea. Emerson College punishes you for applying for and winning scholarships.
They took away a thousand dollars of Work-Study away because I got a thousand dollar scholarship. This is the most unfair and stupid thing I have ever heard of. My EFC, according to the FAFSA, was only about 500 dollars. My mother has already contributed that amount in to form of my tuition and room deposit. So that means that the gap in my financial aid BEFORE adjustment was almost 8,000 dollars. When you add my 1,000 dollar scholarship, I still have to come up with 7,000 dollars, that my family cannot afford to pay, which is why I am working my BUTT off this summer to earn money to keep my tuition pay/loans as low as possible.
So now I have to figure out where to find another thousand dollars. You know, that was the whole IDEA of applying for scholarships, to fill that gap. If I'd have known I would have been punished for doing so, I would have saved myself hours of time and still had more financial aid!
It's like a slap in the face to come home from a long day at work to a letter telling you that you don't deserve as much money after all. Oh well. I fired off a letter of a similar nature to the financial aid office asking them what they were thinking, and now I'm probably going to blacklisted as some sort of jerk within the financial aid office.
Anyway, work today was good, nothing really new happening there.
At 3:00am today, (as in, Wednesday the 21st) Tanner and I went to Denny's for a late night meal. I spent 15.00 dollars on food--I got an original Grand Slam and a Chicken Strip Appetizer. It was worth it, it was SOOOOOO good, and we had a great time.
My birthday is in nine days! Oh BOY! Please get me presents! Money works too!
Well, I've got to go to bed. It is 1:41am. Goodnight (or morning, or whatever)
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
I'll Be Calling Yooooooooooouuuuuuu...
Oh BOY! More Slim Whitman goodness is here to stay! I was listening to this classic American artist and his song "Indian Love Call" which you might know as the song in "Mars Attacks" which causes the aliens' heads to explode.
Anyway, it's a riot.
So it's been a while since I've posted, but I've been so busy/tired that I've not had a good time with which to blog. And don't get me wrong or anything, but there is nothing like an old fashion text post to talk about your day. It's harder to compose all you thoughts for an audio post.
If you know my sister, she's jumped on the blogging bandwagon and started her own site, at http://www.katiedidnt.blogspot.com. Have a blast! She's got some pretty cool poetry up there, too.
I wish I knew how everyone was doing. I feel like I sit here day after day after day posting about the everyday drivel of my life, whereas I know nothing about the rest of you!
Emma K. got her AP Test scores already, and aparently got a 4. I can't wait to find out what I did on my AP Spanish and my AP English Lit & Como tests. Maybe I'll suprise even me.
In closing, life has been pretty darn good. Other than the fact that I am tired a lot, I'm really happy to be here in Maine and all that goodness. For a HILARIOUS laugh, visit "Feel Great" It's an ad for Nutra-Grain Breakfast bars which was made by Turnpike Films to show what their capabilities were for potential clients. In other words, it's never been on the air.
Enjoy, and have a FANTASMIC DAY!
Anyway, it's a riot.
So it's been a while since I've posted, but I've been so busy/tired that I've not had a good time with which to blog. And don't get me wrong or anything, but there is nothing like an old fashion text post to talk about your day. It's harder to compose all you thoughts for an audio post.
If you know my sister, she's jumped on the blogging bandwagon and started her own site, at http://www.katiedidnt.blogspot.com. Have a blast! She's got some pretty cool poetry up there, too.
I wish I knew how everyone was doing. I feel like I sit here day after day after day posting about the everyday drivel of my life, whereas I know nothing about the rest of you!
Emma K. got her AP Test scores already, and aparently got a 4. I can't wait to find out what I did on my AP Spanish and my AP English Lit & Como tests. Maybe I'll suprise even me.
In closing, life has been pretty darn good. Other than the fact that I am tired a lot, I'm really happy to be here in Maine and all that goodness. For a HILARIOUS laugh, visit "Feel Great" It's an ad for Nutra-Grain Breakfast bars which was made by Turnpike Films to show what their capabilities were for potential clients. In other words, it's never been on the air.
Enjoy, and have a FANTASMIC DAY!
Friday, July 16, 2004
Kremlin Fried Chicken, Cliff Yablonski Hates You, Roadkill and MORE!
OH BOY!
It's not like me to go this long without posting, but I guess I can't meet you people's demands all the time. GIVE ME A BREAK OKAY?
Seriously though, lately I have stumbled upon some really, really weird and funny sites, such as Kremlin Fried Chicken. This site is a hilarious site which parallels/parodies the rise and fall of communism in the USSR/Russia with a restaurant that looks startlingly like Kentucky Fried Chicken. For a hint at the humor involved, here is a quote from the site:
"A maniFEASTo of great chicken: A spectre is haunting the world-a spectre of moist and meaty chicken, fresh biscuits, creamy slaw, and the best sandwiches this side of St. Petersburg! ... Finally there is a restaurant where the proletariat are in charge: Kremlin Fried Chicken. So Trotsky on over today! You Brehznever saw such low prices!"
Oh man! TROTsky on over?! Hahaha. You'll love it if you know your history. They have a drink on their menu called "Unca Stalin's Grape Purge: Got a counterrevolutionary thirst? Clear it out with one of these!" It's sick, but hilarious.
Another great website for a laugh is Cliff Yablonski Hates You. This person takes advantage of foolish internet users who post embarrassingly hilarious photos online, by making fun of them and joking about busting their faces in with hammers. Etc. Trust me, this one is a classic. And with thousands of pictures, you'll laugh for hours!
Well that's about it for websites for today, so let's move on to our next item: Roadkill.
So I'm driving to work the other day, and a bird flies in front of my car. So I'm thinking, "Wow, that was close. You know, I wonder if anyone has ever hit a bird with their car?" SMACK! While engrossed in thought, a bird decided to kamikaze into the front corner of my truck, making the most disturbing cracking sound on impact.
My first road kill--and it wasn't even on the road!
Sorry, my tasteless humor is too much for some of you light hearted folks. But that's okay. Today at work one of my co-workers, Mike, told us that he and his best friend used to sit around and invent the most disgusting food product they could think of, using only edible, real food ingredients. So the one he tells us about is a "Snickers bar with little baby pearl onions inside"
It's really hard to laugh and puke at the same time, believe me.
Well, I'm going to get a bank account with People's Heritage Bank--they offer SimplyFree Checking(tm)! YEAH!
Anyway, leave your comments, I love hearing from all of you. Sorry I dropped off the earth for a few days. But hey, I still update more often than Charles.
It's not like me to go this long without posting, but I guess I can't meet you people's demands all the time. GIVE ME A BREAK OKAY?
Seriously though, lately I have stumbled upon some really, really weird and funny sites, such as Kremlin Fried Chicken. This site is a hilarious site which parallels/parodies the rise and fall of communism in the USSR/Russia with a restaurant that looks startlingly like Kentucky Fried Chicken. For a hint at the humor involved, here is a quote from the site:
"A maniFEASTo of great chicken: A spectre is haunting the world-a spectre of moist and meaty chicken, fresh biscuits, creamy slaw, and the best sandwiches this side of St. Petersburg! ... Finally there is a restaurant where the proletariat are in charge: Kremlin Fried Chicken. So Trotsky on over today! You Brehznever saw such low prices!"
Oh man! TROTsky on over?! Hahaha. You'll love it if you know your history. They have a drink on their menu called "Unca Stalin's Grape Purge: Got a counterrevolutionary thirst? Clear it out with one of these!" It's sick, but hilarious.
Another great website for a laugh is Cliff Yablonski Hates You. This person takes advantage of foolish internet users who post embarrassingly hilarious photos online, by making fun of them and joking about busting their faces in with hammers. Etc. Trust me, this one is a classic. And with thousands of pictures, you'll laugh for hours!
Well that's about it for websites for today, so let's move on to our next item: Roadkill.
So I'm driving to work the other day, and a bird flies in front of my car. So I'm thinking, "Wow, that was close. You know, I wonder if anyone has ever hit a bird with their car?" SMACK! While engrossed in thought, a bird decided to kamikaze into the front corner of my truck, making the most disturbing cracking sound on impact.
My first road kill--and it wasn't even on the road!
Sorry, my tasteless humor is too much for some of you light hearted folks. But that's okay. Today at work one of my co-workers, Mike, told us that he and his best friend used to sit around and invent the most disgusting food product they could think of, using only edible, real food ingredients. So the one he tells us about is a "Snickers bar with little baby pearl onions inside"
It's really hard to laugh and puke at the same time, believe me.
Well, I'm going to get a bank account with People's Heritage Bank--they offer SimplyFree Checking(tm)! YEAH!
Anyway, leave your comments, I love hearing from all of you. Sorry I dropped off the earth for a few days. But hey, I still update more often than Charles.
Monday, July 12, 2004
Sunday, July 11, 2004
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Cost of War
If you really think that this war was to help the people of Iraq, go read about how much good we could have done for ourselves and the world with that money.
It's shocking, and depressing.
It's shocking, and depressing.
Grocery Shopping, Anonymous Comments, & Sundries
Today I slept in and didn't go to church. Rationally, I needed to catch up on sleep, but I just didn't want to go. I'm trying to go every week, but all the people have changed and I don't feel like I belong there anymore. It's no excuse for not going, but I've already done it, so there is no use beating myself up for it. I Do feel like I'm letting God down when I don't go, though.
So I got up around 11:30am, (sleeping for about eleven hours) and I played MarioKart DoubleDash for GameCube with Tanner for a while, then I went out with my grandma and my sister Sarah to run errands, and get lunch. We went to a place called the Ground Round, which I believe is a northeast chain, and I had a Reuben sandwich. I hadn't had one in a long time, and I loved it, but it did need a little bit more Thousand Island dressing.
My sister used to be a member of my church. (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints AKA Mormon), but she decided she didn't fully believe the church. So she drinks now--not like a lush, but she drinks wine and sometimes mixed drinks. It's the wierdest thing, and I don't think that I'll ever get used to her drinking, because we were all taught in church that drinking is wrong, in addition to being bad for you.
Of course, you could argue that Jesus drank wine, so how can it be such a bad thing. My take on that is that most/many people do not have the self control to be careful enough with their drinking, so to be on the safe side, the church councils you never to start--if you never start, you can't become an alcoholic.
So drinking isn't inherently bad, but I think that since we have been told not to drink it is also a practice in obedience. I don't know. Whatever. Sorry, those of you who aren't familiar with me and or the Mormon religion will probably not understand a lot of that.
Anyway, then my grandma took me to get groceries again. (YEAH!) And Sarah helped me to make "healthy choices" so I got more fruit and vegetables. Which is good, because I really need to learn how to shop for myself.
Moving along to the next item of business in the title: Anonymous Comments.
I really would like it if you were going to make a comment you would leave either your name, a name by which I will know you, or some contact information like an AIM address or e-mail so I can talk to you. Because I really want to know who's reading my blog, because I don't know how many people are reading this blog on a regular basis, and/or if anyone is someone from the internet who I don't know who stumbled across it, or what.
So anyway, thank you, Mr. Anonymous, for your comment about my 4th of July speel, I'm glad you agree and liked that post, because I am very proud of it, both in content and style.
Have a good night all, I'm off to another work week tommorow. YIPPEE!
So I got up around 11:30am, (sleeping for about eleven hours) and I played MarioKart DoubleDash for GameCube with Tanner for a while, then I went out with my grandma and my sister Sarah to run errands, and get lunch. We went to a place called the Ground Round, which I believe is a northeast chain, and I had a Reuben sandwich. I hadn't had one in a long time, and I loved it, but it did need a little bit more Thousand Island dressing.
My sister used to be a member of my church. (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints AKA Mormon), but she decided she didn't fully believe the church. So she drinks now--not like a lush, but she drinks wine and sometimes mixed drinks. It's the wierdest thing, and I don't think that I'll ever get used to her drinking, because we were all taught in church that drinking is wrong, in addition to being bad for you.
Of course, you could argue that Jesus drank wine, so how can it be such a bad thing. My take on that is that most/many people do not have the self control to be careful enough with their drinking, so to be on the safe side, the church councils you never to start--if you never start, you can't become an alcoholic.
So drinking isn't inherently bad, but I think that since we have been told not to drink it is also a practice in obedience. I don't know. Whatever. Sorry, those of you who aren't familiar with me and or the Mormon religion will probably not understand a lot of that.
Anyway, then my grandma took me to get groceries again. (YEAH!) And Sarah helped me to make "healthy choices" so I got more fruit and vegetables. Which is good, because I really need to learn how to shop for myself.
Moving along to the next item of business in the title: Anonymous Comments.
I really would like it if you were going to make a comment you would leave either your name, a name by which I will know you, or some contact information like an AIM address or e-mail so I can talk to you. Because I really want to know who's reading my blog, because I don't know how many people are reading this blog on a regular basis, and/or if anyone is someone from the internet who I don't know who stumbled across it, or what.
So anyway, thank you, Mr. Anonymous, for your comment about my 4th of July speel, I'm glad you agree and liked that post, because I am very proud of it, both in content and style.
Have a good night all, I'm off to another work week tommorow. YIPPEE!
Friday, July 09, 2004
Libertarian Means Liberty!
Michael Badnarik - 2004 Libertarian Party Presidential Candidate
Woot!
I wish we didn't have a two party system sometimes, so that I could vote for the candidate who I most agree with, Michael Badnarik, Libertarian Candidate for the 2004 Presidential Election.
However, voting for Michael would be like voting for George W. Bush, and I DON'T want that.
Please take a moment and read the ideas and policies of someone who really thinks about things and wants change for GOOD, instead of running his own agenda, or telling you what to do. (On the website, there is a GREAT little flash movie about that, I'd love to put it on the site but I don't know how.)
I've always been a proponent of people running their own lives, and less government interference. The people should be able to get things done on their own, without running to the government all the time.
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I wish we didn't have a two party system sometimes, so that I could vote for the candidate who I most agree with, Michael Badnarik, Libertarian Candidate for the 2004 Presidential Election.
However, voting for Michael would be like voting for George W. Bush, and I DON'T want that.
Please take a moment and read the ideas and policies of someone who really thinks about things and wants change for GOOD, instead of running his own agenda, or telling you what to do. (On the website, there is a GREAT little flash movie about that, I'd love to put it on the site but I don't know how.)
I've always been a proponent of people running their own lives, and less government interference. The people should be able to get things done on their own, without running to the government all the time.
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Thursday, July 08, 2004
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Fire!
I was sitting in my room at around 10 o'clock last night just chillin' and checking my e-mail, when Tanner's sister, Katrina runs in shouting "Fire! Ezra! There's a Fire"
I just about had a heart attack right there.
She then explained that it was across the street at 177 (we are 178). Sure enough, we went to the windows, and smoke was nochalantly pouring out of the second story windows.
Article and photo:
http://www.sunjournal.com/news/city/20040707058.php
Another photo:
http://www.wlbz2.com/assetpool/images/047752145_Lewiston%20Fire.jpg)
We sat in the window as a firemen began setting up hoses and equipment at what seemed like a really slow rate.
They couldn't get the fire under control with just there forces, so five communities had firemen/equipment there. The flames were mostly on the back side of the building, but there was alot of smoke. I went out the front door of the building and stood less than 50 feet away from this building. Ironically, I couldn't find a parking space near the house that afternoon, so I was parked a block away, safely away from fire and dropping debris.
Then the roof exploded into flames.
It's difficult to explain how if feels to be so close to something like that. Hot burning ash started to fly out of the roof, and spiral up into the air, and that was the only time I started to worry. My Virginia friends may remember the fire which destroyed a dozen+ buildings in downtown Richmond, VA--High winds and blowing, burning ash did it.
Tanner's Dad Patrick ran up to the roof to make sure nothing was igniting up there, and he later told me that there was a huge vent on the roof which used to vent from the kitchen of the restaurant, which acted like a big blow torch, melting the roof and incinerating everything.
I stood staring up at that building, and because I understood how fire worked, I wasn't afraid--and the moment it got out of control I was going to be out of there. I'll never ever forget that night. I stayed up until 2:30am and there were still working on it, but I knew I had to sleep because I had work in the morning.
There's so much more to say, but I don't know how interesting it is, it was just an unforgettable night.
Please be careful with fire, because it can cause great damage. Thank God no one lived there, and the building was empty.
Other than that, Work today was peachy!!! ;) Sorry, had to end on an upbeat.
I just about had a heart attack right there.
She then explained that it was across the street at 177 (we are 178). Sure enough, we went to the windows, and smoke was nochalantly pouring out of the second story windows.
Article and photo:
http://www.sunjournal.com/news/city/20040707058.php
Another photo:
http://www.wlbz2.com/assetpool/images/047752145_Lewiston%20Fire.jpg)
We sat in the window as a firemen began setting up hoses and equipment at what seemed like a really slow rate.
They couldn't get the fire under control with just there forces, so five communities had firemen/equipment there. The flames were mostly on the back side of the building, but there was alot of smoke. I went out the front door of the building and stood less than 50 feet away from this building. Ironically, I couldn't find a parking space near the house that afternoon, so I was parked a block away, safely away from fire and dropping debris.
Then the roof exploded into flames.
It's difficult to explain how if feels to be so close to something like that. Hot burning ash started to fly out of the roof, and spiral up into the air, and that was the only time I started to worry. My Virginia friends may remember the fire which destroyed a dozen+ buildings in downtown Richmond, VA--High winds and blowing, burning ash did it.
Tanner's Dad Patrick ran up to the roof to make sure nothing was igniting up there, and he later told me that there was a huge vent on the roof which used to vent from the kitchen of the restaurant, which acted like a big blow torch, melting the roof and incinerating everything.
I stood staring up at that building, and because I understood how fire worked, I wasn't afraid--and the moment it got out of control I was going to be out of there. I'll never ever forget that night. I stayed up until 2:30am and there were still working on it, but I knew I had to sleep because I had work in the morning.
There's so much more to say, but I don't know how interesting it is, it was just an unforgettable night.
Please be careful with fire, because it can cause great damage. Thank God no one lived there, and the building was empty.
Other than that, Work today was peachy!!! ;) Sorry, had to end on an upbeat.
Monday, July 05, 2004
Sunday, July 04, 2004
July 4th, Independence Day
Today is the fourth of July, the day we celebrate our independance from the tyranny of the British Government.
Today they are having a festival in a park by the Androscoggin River, with mediocre music, carnival games and food, and of course, multitudes of people. I rode my bike down to this event, and wandered around for a while.
But I couldn't stand it.
As I walked through the crowds, I looked around at the people, and I felt sick to my stomach at the ridiculousness of it all. Americans bloated by fast-food, reality television and gas-guzzling SUV's slouched in wide lawnchairs, touting t-shirts with nationalistic phrases like "God Bless America" and "We Support Our Troops". But I got this feeling in the pit of my stomach that this isn't what our nation is really about, something was wrong--wrong.
Almost all these people are citizens of the most wonderful, blessed nation of all time on this earth, and yet they were all ignorant. Ignorant of the hatred the rest of the world harbors against us. Ignorant of the walking irony that they were, on one hand claiming to be "patriotic" and supporters of our troops when in fact they have surrendered freedoms that were so valiently fought for by those troops in the name of "security".
Ben Franklin said "Those that would give up liberty
for temporary security deserve neither liberty nor security".
It became so clear to me as I was standing there that I wanted to weep for our country, my country--God's country. The country which He has divinly guided, from the beginning of the revolutionary war to now, because everyone was so confused, so lost in the bustle of partisan politics and smear tactics, so placated by the flashy images on television and so destracted by the myriad of technology available to them that they missed the point of the whole day--
Celebrate our freedom.
Just as we freed ourselves from tyranny years ago, we must fight again to regain freedoms lost to misguided legislations, like the PATRIOT Act. We must send a clear message to our senators, state and federal, our justices, and our president, that we will not allow our rights to be infriged upon any longer, for we recognize that we cannot allow a long train of abuses to form, lest we need to throw off such a government and institute a new one.
Our soldiers, our friends, our families, and indeed, our enemies will never be able to say that the United States of America is a weak nation if we stand up for what we believe in, no matter how radical or conservative, because THAT'S what AMERICA is ALL ABOUT.
I don't claim to be a Saint-I'm a bloated American with a cell phone and a car, but I'm trying.
And I think that's enough.
Today they are having a festival in a park by the Androscoggin River, with mediocre music, carnival games and food, and of course, multitudes of people. I rode my bike down to this event, and wandered around for a while.
But I couldn't stand it.
As I walked through the crowds, I looked around at the people, and I felt sick to my stomach at the ridiculousness of it all. Americans bloated by fast-food, reality television and gas-guzzling SUV's slouched in wide lawnchairs, touting t-shirts with nationalistic phrases like "God Bless America" and "We Support Our Troops". But I got this feeling in the pit of my stomach that this isn't what our nation is really about, something was wrong--wrong.
Almost all these people are citizens of the most wonderful, blessed nation of all time on this earth, and yet they were all ignorant. Ignorant of the hatred the rest of the world harbors against us. Ignorant of the walking irony that they were, on one hand claiming to be "patriotic" and supporters of our troops when in fact they have surrendered freedoms that were so valiently fought for by those troops in the name of "security".
Ben Franklin said "Those that would give up liberty
for temporary security deserve neither liberty nor security".
It became so clear to me as I was standing there that I wanted to weep for our country, my country--God's country. The country which He has divinly guided, from the beginning of the revolutionary war to now, because everyone was so confused, so lost in the bustle of partisan politics and smear tactics, so placated by the flashy images on television and so destracted by the myriad of technology available to them that they missed the point of the whole day--
Celebrate our freedom.
Just as we freed ourselves from tyranny years ago, we must fight again to regain freedoms lost to misguided legislations, like the PATRIOT Act. We must send a clear message to our senators, state and federal, our justices, and our president, that we will not allow our rights to be infriged upon any longer, for we recognize that we cannot allow a long train of abuses to form, lest we need to throw off such a government and institute a new one.
Our soldiers, our friends, our families, and indeed, our enemies will never be able to say that the United States of America is a weak nation if we stand up for what we believe in, no matter how radical or conservative, because THAT'S what AMERICA is ALL ABOUT.
I don't claim to be a Saint-I'm a bloated American with a cell phone and a car, but I'm trying.
And I think that's enough.
Saturday, July 03, 2004
Thursday, July 01, 2004
CHEAP AS FREE
I'm such a slusha, because I spend too much money when I am supposed to be saving! SAVING! SAVING! SAVING! *Throws a mini-tantrum*. I was at Sam's Italian Sandwich Shoppe today, (http://samsitalian.com) where my friend Tanner works, to pick him up, and I was hungary, and I thought, "I should buy an italian, because I'm hungary" but then I thought "NO! SAVE MONEY! You can get free food back at the house!" So I didn't buy an italian.
A quick side note to all you losers who have had the sorry, sorry existance to not know what an italian is, here is a brief description. It's like a submarine sandwich, except better and it's pretty exclusively a Maine thing. The usually have ham or salami, cheese, green peppers, onions, tomatoes, salt, pepper, and italian oil. If you want they will put greek or black olives on it and vinegar. MMMM. I love those things. If you are ever in Lewiston/Auburn, Maine, get an italian.
Anyway, I finished first four days of work, so I am really happy about that.
Saturday (today) after Tanner left to go to Massachusetts to visit his girlfriend, I met up with my grandma and she and I went to Wal-Mart and you bought me some stuff, including two fans for my room, because it gets so flippin' hot! Then we went grocery shopping for--she bought me about USD $80 of groceries, and it was super nice of her.
OH MAN CHARLES, it's the funniest thing, because there is a chain of supermarkets called "Shaw's Supermarket"! I couldn't help but laughing histerically when I went inside and over the self checkouts it said "Shaw's Self-Checkout"! I'll try and take a picture of it and send it to you, if I can.
My grandma and my sister Sarah paired up and let me get a really nice cell-phone. It has a camera in it and a color screen, and it folds! YEAH!
So I'm really happy right now, because I have a job, a car, my grandma bought me a bunch of groceries and a phone!
I'M MOVIN' ON UP!
A quick side note to all you losers who have had the sorry, sorry existance to not know what an italian is, here is a brief description. It's like a submarine sandwich, except better and it's pretty exclusively a Maine thing. The usually have ham or salami, cheese, green peppers, onions, tomatoes, salt, pepper, and italian oil. If you want they will put greek or black olives on it and vinegar. MMMM. I love those things. If you are ever in Lewiston/Auburn, Maine, get an italian.
Anyway, I finished first four days of work, so I am really happy about that.
Saturday (today) after Tanner left to go to Massachusetts to visit his girlfriend, I met up with my grandma and she and I went to Wal-Mart and you bought me some stuff, including two fans for my room, because it gets so flippin' hot! Then we went grocery shopping for--she bought me about USD $80 of groceries, and it was super nice of her.
OH MAN CHARLES, it's the funniest thing, because there is a chain of supermarkets called "Shaw's Supermarket"! I couldn't help but laughing histerically when I went inside and over the self checkouts it said "Shaw's Self-Checkout"! I'll try and take a picture of it and send it to you, if I can.
My grandma and my sister Sarah paired up and let me get a really nice cell-phone. It has a camera in it and a color screen, and it folds! YEAH!
So I'm really happy right now, because I have a job, a car, my grandma bought me a bunch of groceries and a phone!
I'M MOVIN' ON UP!
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