Mindless Gibberish

2006-10-05T19:46:00.000-09:00

My new Website is up and running, I still have a lot to do on it, but it's there: The Amazing Flying Island of Ryan Starflier This means I will no longer be blogging here. I've moved all the good quality posts to my new site, though. so anything you'd be looking for here will be there as well.

2006-05-17T14:03:00.000-09:00

*Sigh* I hate it when a plan doesn't come together... Ok, since I haven't been blogging in a while, I need to set up some background information: I got a girlfriend (Her name is Kari), Spiffy broke up with his family, so he wants to move up here, we were planning mid-June, but Kari's adopted him as a big brother, and she convinced him to come up sooner (So that she could bring him up, she's staying with her Dad in Surrey), so he tied up all his loose ends at home, and he got on a train thismorning for Vancouver... (Don't you just love Run-on Sentences?) Anyway... He got to the train station and couldn't get past Customs, They said there was no evidence that he was planning to return to the United States. (Which he wasn't) So they sent him back to the train to rot until it leaves again at 6:00. They didn't even give him a phone call... He's been given instructions on what to do to prevent this from happening next time, but they aren't allowed to give out any more information than that to me. I just hope they paid him back for the price of the ticket. That's gotta be pretty terrifying, they took him in to be interrogated, and wouldn't let Kari talk to him when she came to pick him up. They said the only way anyone could speak to him would be to buy a ticket to go to Seattle. So yeah, I'm pretty down today.

2006-01-29T13:17:00.000-09:00

Okay, I would just like to say that this is referring to last weekend, not that this weekend wasn't enjoyable or fun, but it really wouldn't make sense in the context of this weekend, 'cause it took place last weekend. It's just taken me a week to get over it... Yeah, that's it. Anyhoo,it was a cool experience. First cool thing was getting to meet SpiffyFox in real life. You know, I kinda expected him to act somewhat differently face to face, but no. I was a bit surprised that he actually said things like "yesh" and "spiffers" and introduced himself to people as "Fox" but it was easy to get used toand I'm sure I had my eccentricities as well. We stayed up late drawing and playing old pixelised computer games. We also drew a couple of pictures where I would draw for five minutes then he would draw for five minutes, and we kept switching back and forth. The results were great, and it was interesting how nothing seemed to end up as we first thought. So that was all cool. The other cool thing was re-mix. The speaker was an Australian named Mike Frost. He was a very dynamic speaker, and an excellent storyteller, he spoke for about three hours in the morning and everyone was on the edge of thier seats the whole time. He spoke on a number of things that have been bothering me recently, such as how worship has become human orientated, how we need to stop trying to draw people into the Church as if that is the only place one can meet and experience God, how we need to connect with people on thier own level through similar interests, how the purest form of worship is serving others and we need others to accompany us on our mission. After Dinner at one of those really authentic Mexican resturaunts, run by really authentic Mexican resturants, run by really authentic Mexican people, complete with the Spanish language telivision playing weird game shows in the background, we headed back for re-mix the night. Andy Hunter is a really good DJ. There was one point in the evening he got so caught up in worship that he let a record run to the end, but other than that everything went off without a hitch. The break was probably good anyway. I danced, and for those of you who know me, you know that while I might do a killer Steve Irwin or Elvis Presly impersonation, I don't dance in public. But I did, so there. Any road, it was an awesome weekend, and I'd like to thank my parents, my grandparents, Spiffy, Barry, Art, Calvin, and the whole of YFC and Andy Hunter and Mike Frost, and anyone else I've forgotten. God bless you all. re-mix.ca

2006-01-16T10:00:00.000-09:00

I was playing Alex the Alligator 4 the other day, and I realized how great of a metaphor for life video games are. No seriously, It might seem like the game is trying to beat you, but every single bogey, pitfall, trap and obstacle is there to improve you, to make you better at the game. Then there's the good things, powerups and collectibles. They're actually more common than the bad things but they don't draw as much attention to themselves. They too make you stronger, but their effect is more superficial and short-lived. What really helps is the progressively more difficult obstacles in your way.

2006-01-12T09:54:00.000-09:00

Christmas dies hard in our house. I say this 'cause we only just yesterday took down our tree. We did move it from our living room after New Years, but it's been in the kid's playroom since then. But yesterday Mom and Jesse undecorated, and I was asked to unassemble it. All the decorations have been officially packed away, much to the chagrin of our cat, who has gotten into the habit of climbing up into the tree and batting the decorations down to play with. She's still managed to find some to play with though... Christmas is still hanging in there though, Mom left all the stuffed animals out this year, and I've got a poinsettia in my room, And Jesse's Christmas Carol Singing Train is still chugging around off it's track, getting stuck behind things. And I still feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. I guess it all goes to show how much of a sap I am.

2006-01-07T19:16:00.000-09:00

If you ever find your way to downtown Powell River, Rene's Two for One Pasta is definitely a restaurant that you should check out. At first glance it appears to be just another pasta place, but the food is actually really good. I mean really good. I mean, homemade pasta and fresh-baked focaccia bread good. So yeah, go there.

2005-12-29T21:19:00.000-09:00

Kay, Two things. One, I hate the movieilized version of "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" Two, Would Ranom People Please not SPAM my blog anymore? I really don't care about your Investment Oppertunities and I'm sure my audience (all two of them) don't either. Well goodnight. "Ford I fee like a sofa"

2005-12-20T21:02:00.000-09:00

Merry Christmas everyone! I figure now is as good a time as any to give a general "state of my life" report. For those of youse who don't know, we moved from Mission to Powell River in the Summer and so far we're really enjoying it. We've joined the local Foursquare church, and Patrick and I are attending one of the youth groups in town. We had a few problems as we started out, like rats, and the fact that we couldn't keep the house warm. But we got a cat and lots of firewood, so we're doing okay now. I've got my learners licence now, so I can drive two people provided one is 25, I'm going to start a college-level web design course in Febuary, It'll be good to have on my resume. Anyway, that's all the time I have tonight folks, g'night.

2005-12-14T21:06:00.000-09:00

Okay, First off I'm going to say Merry Christmas to anybody still reading this. Second, since I get a blog done on average about once every eight months, I think I need to intigrate two of my "do on aregular basis" things, and so, this could be my final post in blogger, as I am considering using my website as a blog, using a neat little system called WordPress. That way I'll shave off one extra thing in my life that needs to be done regularly and my website and blog will actually get updated a decent amount. Ok, I have to go now, but I've got more to say, so this won't actually be my last post after all.

2005-07-19T21:43:00.000-09:00

Three things: 1. Today we found a baby bird (well, a fledgeling anyway) in our yard. He had a hurt wing and a big welt right in front of his eye, so whenever he tried to fly he just wound up fluttering around in circles. So after I tried to get him back in his nest, (just putting him right beside, cause you don't want to touch the nest) his mom just pushed him down to the ground again. (flight training) Anyways he got caught under a basket, so we took him in and kept him cared for until we could get him to the wildlife rehab centre. 2. We also got our shed cleaned out. 3. Why is there always one green packing popcorn in a bag of pink ones?

2005-07-07T20:31:00.000-09:00

So I always used to figure that I was a nerd, then I watched Napoleon Dynamite and I decided I wasn't, then I caught myself explaining an imaginary creature to Pat as if it were real. ("It's a camio, they're amphibians similar to newts, except they can go through metamorphosis almost indefinitely. They are primarily herbivorous and the plants they eat trigger their metamorphosis, so if they eat a fruit that grows in trees, they adapt with sticky pads on their feet, or if they eat seaweed they grow gills so they can breathe underwater.") So now I figure I'm a nerd again. But if I go by the term "nerd" what exactly am I calling myself, and what is the difference between a nerd and a geek? I once read a comparison that read as follows: "Geeks know a lot but are still [idiots], Nerds do math problems for fun, 'nuff said. Which is great, 'cept I fit both descriptions. Webster defines 'nerd' as 1. A foolish, inept, or unattractive person. 2. A person who is single-minded or accomplished in scientific or technical pursuits but is felt to be socially inept. Which (except for the first part of the second definition does not fit me at all. The entry for 'geek' is the same as 'nerd' except they add the following alternate definition: 3. A carnival performer whose show consists of bizarre acts, such as biting the head off a live chicken. Which I have definitely never done. To read a very technical dissection of the two words, check out the Wikkipedia entry for 'nerd' According to the Nerd Purity Test I am 38% nerd, which I guess is an F. So from whatever information I can get off the internet, I'm an average nerd, and in this techno-generation I'm actually less of a nerd than some football players. However there are still the undeniable facts that: 1. I read more than ten internet comics on a regular basis 2. I know what MMORPG stands for 3. The same with CPU, HTML, SPAM, WYSIWYG and SFLA 4. I can tell you the maximum speed of the USS Voyager 5. ...As well as the basic mechanics of the holodeck, transporter, replicator, and the camera arm they use for those close up shots. 6. I made my own website 7. ...In HTML (see 3) 8. I know what the term 'Anthropomorphic' means. 9. ...And use it on a regular basis. 10. All but two of the internet comics I read involve 'Anthropomorphic' characters. So the verdict is up to you. I think it's pretty cool that I can spell the word Anthropomorphic. Or even better: Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis or Floccinaucinihilipilification or Honorificabilitudinitatibus. (actually I didn't spell those, but rather used the copy and paste method. Find out what they mean here!) Hey hey hey! My website's updated too. (the same one I wrote in HTML) I got some cool new stuff up, and I've modified the store some if anyone's interested. Link And then there's my other blog. Me and my friends, (not incorrect grammar but intentional emphasis on 'me' like they do in Greek) are putting together a list of the strangest places on the internet. You can help out if you want, or check out what we got so far. Link

2005-05-25T19:56:00.000-09:00

I don't know if I've pointed this out before, but I have a website. It's a pretty good one too... It's here. Just thought you might want to check that out.

2005-05-22T18:05:00.000-09:00

Well, I seriously need to work on my dilligence. That lasted like, two days.

2005-05-11T19:41:00.000-09:00

Well, over the past two days I have: 1. Put up strange notices all over the street. 2. Gone arround asking people if they would like to have their faces coloured on with a crayola marker. The first one was more fun to prepare for, but the seccond one was fun ‘cause I got to see peoples reactions. Here are the notices I put up:

Lost: Chew Toy Last Seen: In my basket Description: Blue Eyes, Big nose, Horns, Resembles a Moose Reward: None (faithful companionship doesn’t pay much these days)

HELP!!!

Some Maniac is going around the neighbourhood taping poor helpless pieces of paper like me to lampposts. This is a terrible injustice, please sign my petition for paper rights on the sheet below

Big thing this week!!!

Time: I forget Place: Uuuhhh... Dress code: Either formal or casual Rvsp: ...eventually? This is gonna be a blast! We’re going to have these people come and do something, then we’re going to eat something too... well, maybe, I’m not quite sure. Actually I don’t even know if we’ve got people coming or if it’s going to be even the least bit fun... But Come anyway, cause It might be the biggest thing of a certain time period!!!

2005-05-10T17:38:00.000-09:00

At Monday night youth we watched a movie called The Winking Circle. It got me thinking. Here's the product of my thinking:

Take the Phreakout Challenge

Here’s how it works: Every Day for the next thirty days you must publicly do something creative, original, or just mind bogglingly bizarre. What you choose to do is up to you, but it should be noted that I am not encouraging illegal behaviour. Do something like, go to school dressed in a Gumby costume, or get a weird hairstyle. For best effect what you do shouldn’t be for profit, nor have any purpose really, though if your wacky behaviours included cleaning up trash or feeding the hungry, that’s allowed too The biggest thing is that you have fun. So get out there and be Outrageous!!! I'll be keeping track of my exploits on this blog, so, stay tuned!

2005-04-18T14:56:00.000-09:00

That resolution lasted about fifteen seconds. Okay, I would like to apologize in advance if I offend peoples The thing about blogging for me is that it is almost, but not quite, completely unlike drawing, which is most of what I do for fun. It takes a lot of willpower to sit down and start writing. Especially when I get about 1-2 hours on the internet computer daily, most of which I would rather spend chatting with people or reading/discussing online comics. Also, my game authoring software is installed on the internet computer, and so I've got that I'd rather work on too. Basically there's a lot of things I'd rather be doing. So yeah, it's not so easy for me to write whole Blogs frequently. And I can't let myself get away with "blogettes" like some people write TWELVE GAZILLION TIMES A DAY!!! Not that there's anything wrong with that (sorry mom)

2005-04-18T14:45:00.000-09:00

So Pastor Scott was bugging me yesterday that I haven't posted anything for a while. That's appreciation for you, you blog twice in a month as opposed to once every three, and suddenly instead of it being a special thing it becomes expected. So now, due to public demand, I'm going to write short little blogs about the negative things that happen to me, and songs that I write ABOUT TWENTY GAZZILION TIMES A DAY!!! That should do the trick, think you not?

2005-04-13T20:03:00.000-09:00

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2005-04-03T19:44:00.000-09:00

What Kind of sonic fan am I?
You ARE Sonic the Hedgehog.

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2005-04-03T18:52:00.000-09:00

Wow, two posts in two weeks, I think that’s a new reccord for me. ‘Course I don’t have much to say. Y’know I’ve never really wanted to go to Hollywood, because it contains the two things I fear most in the world. Those being giant praying mantises, and Hillary Duff. (Though I dunno, that last one they might have just made up to scare people.) How’s that for random? “You weren’t expecting it, that’s what makes it funny.” – Larry the Cucumber “If everything was known, we wouldn’t need algebra.” – Dad Last night at StationX we did an Keriokee American Idol thing. I got to be Simon >:-D Surprisingly enough only one girl ran from the room crying, and I had nothing to do with that. But anyhoo, it was a great opportunity to let my inner Jerk shine through. Calvin said that the judge with the worst attitude had to sing afterwards. Me. Elvis is fun to impersonate, and I didn’t do to bad if I did do so myself. … said so myself “I was going to have the initials for ‘Baby Sitter’ but then I’d be walking around with a big ‘BS’ on my shirt” –Syndrome If you’re wondering about the quotes scattered through here, stop. It is far too great an operation for your puny minds to comprehend.

2005-03-31T21:04:00.000-09:00

Ok, At Monday night youth group we do this improv thing where we're given a scenario and have to act it out. It's really cool and I've wanted to write some skits to use for it. Nathan suggested we collaborate, and I said sure without getting his email or anything *coughideot*. So anyway, this is my dellema. I figure I'll post my Idead here, so if nothing else I can print 'em out at the office on Monday. The Stick-Up In this skit, Brock, a gunman is trying to hold up a corner store. He must try to get the message “Hands Up!” across to Methusela, the aged, half-deaf clerk, a group of foregn tourists who don’t speak english, and Crazy Eddie, who thinks he’s a superhero, a US President, and an action movie star at different points through the skit. Brock’s Gun is unloaded, and he must eventually use elaborate song and dance, cherrades, ect. to communicate with the other characters. Finaly the Police burst in, and Brock goes willingly with them in a crazed state. The Opera Singer In this skit, an opera singer is practicing for opening night. He/she is horrible and the other tennants in his appartment building come up with progressively more elaborate and leathal methods of getting him to stop. The singer however is completely invincible while he/she is singing, and doesn’t even flinch. As the other tennants finally admit defeat and collapse on the floor, exhausted. The singer finishes his/her piece and walks off the set.

2005-03-18T21:02:00.000-09:00

Mood: Weedeader Song: Theme music from “The Incredibles” Gee, it seems like only yesterday that I posted last… Okay, okay, I made up this cool joke: Q. What goes “Goodbye! Hi I’m Back! Goodbye! Hi I’m Back!” A. Cher leaving a party. So I hear tell that I have some readership, this was news to me. Anyway Hi out there! Now I think this’ll have to be a joke post, considering my current mood. Let’s see… Three men walk into a bar… Ouch! A Priest a Rabbi and a Minister, a Goat a Chicken and a Giraffe, three Computer Technicians, an American an Englishman and a Canadian walk into a bar. The Barkeeper looks up and says “What is this, some kind of joke?” On the first passenger flight to Mars, everything was going smoothly. Right before launch the passengers herd this message over the speaker system: “Welcome aboard the Red Planet Express. We hope you enjoy your flight. This is the safest spacecraft ever built. It is entirely crewed by computers, eliminating the possibility of human error, human error, human error…” There was a man who never made the right choices. If he chose the day on which to have a picnic, it would rain. If he bet on a horse it would inevitably lose. And no matter which route he took home from work, that would be the one with the most traffic. It came to pass that this man had to fly across the country. He was terrified, until he found out that there was only one flight to his destination. Relief washed over him as he entered the plane. For once in his life he was safe from his own bad choices. Imagine his horror then, to look out the window halfway through the flight and saw that the engine had burst into flames. Being a devout Catholic, he called upon his favorite saint, Saint Francis. “Oh Saint Francis!” the man said, “all my life I have made the worst possible choices. Now I was given no choice, and yet still I am being punished. Please save me Saint Francis!” As the plane went down, a giant hand reached out from the clouds and picked up the man. A booming voice said, “I will rescue you if you indeed have called out to me.” “Oh, yes” said the man, “I have called out to you Saint Francis!” “Ah,” said the voice, “Saint Francis Xavier or Saint Francis of Assisi?” That’s all folks!

2005-02-17T19:47:00.000-09:00

Ok, it's been awhile. But I'm a busy guy, alright? Hey, you should see my website. Hasn't been updated scince last October. I'm trying to overhaul it, but the new design keeps not turning out. I wouldn't worry about it, 'cept my counter is telling me that 77 people have come to my site since my last update. That's individual computers. I really need to get my new site up. But like I said, I'm a busy guy. I've got siblings to feed and schoolwork to do... And there's this vintage DOS game Freddy Pharkas - Frontier Pharmasist that I'm kinda stuck on the first puzzle in. In gooder news, I do have the Mission Homeschooler's webpage updated, and the pictures are current on the StationX. (revramp for that's comming soon too. If you're reading this check out my caption game. It's on hiatus until someone posts a caption. So do it. Read a funny quote recently. Actually, it's from a book so I guess it's an excerpt: "Like any academic, I ignore factual trivia in order to be pollitically correct. I intend to make certain that all scenes and characters are authentic, to depict what we insist ought to have happened." (I should point out that this came from Soup 1776 by Robert Newton Peck.)(I didn't need to put that in parenthasis, but as I have mentioned before, I really (really) like them.) Well, as they say in southern chatrooms: CYALL Mood: Weird Song: Mandell's One Minute and Twenty Three Seconds of Scilence Comic: Book: It's a Magical World, (a Calvin and Hobbes Treasury

2005-01-31T10:05:00.000-09:00

So yeah, I had my birthday the other day. I turned sixteen. *sigh* Anyhoo, is was a good enough birthday. My mom had been kinda upset because she didn't plan a huge event, (like her parents did on her sixteenth, they invited over fifty people. Ugh!) but I had just wanted it to be quiet and relaxed, which is how it turned out. I figgered I might as well try and look as close to my actual age as possible, so I shaved my three inch beard down to mutton chops.(so now I look 23 instead of 35)(and I look like an Irish police officer or somth'n) I got to watch "Sky Captain" (sweet movie) and I got to read a fair portion of "around the World in Eighty Days" (sweet book) and play up to the robot village in "The Island of Doctor Brain." (sweet game) Then we had the family over (and my one friend who wouldn't be weirded out) and had spaghetti, lazania, a chocolate fondue and cinnamon rolls. (not all at once) I got a shwackload of gift cards and a wallet. All and all a good birthday. PS Here's a few Flash cartoons for j00 (hehe I used webspeak) For those having birthdays: Birthday Bard For those who are teenagers/parents of teenagers: Talking teen doll For those who like llamas: The Llama Song

2005-01-24T14:00:00.000-09:00

"It's been a long Time" Anyway, here I am again typing away at a keyboard like someone'll read it. So I think our family is becoming more cultured as time goes on, I mean, I actually was admonished for using "Who" instaid of "Whom" not too long ago. But that's not all. My sister's in ballet, me and my kid brother (that was on pourpose grammeratically incorrect) are learning to fence (like, with swords) and my littlest brother has taken a liking to classical music. (one has not lived until they have seen a two-and-a-bit year-old "booggie down" to Bethoven) On the other hand I don't see what's so great about being cultured, I mean lookit what it does to milk. So i'm hanging on to my Psudo-Redneck-Eccentric-Artist-Computer-geeky-Guy-With-beard-who's-only-fifteen-and-just-got-his-first-haircut-in-eight-months deal And I'm Lovin' It.

2004-12-17T21:47:00.000-09:00

Welp, it's been a while since I Blogged last, ' reccon' I'd best do somthin' fer Christmas least. (My spell checker really didn't like that sentience) If you're planning on hosting a family get-together over the holidays, there are some things you should consider: For one, if you're carting in family from out of _____ (insert "town", "province", "state", "country" or "planet" as required) be sure to plan your appetizers carefully. Remember that in certain cultures a nut encrusted cheese ball is considered a weapon and may cause some tension. Also, shrimp rings are a favored headdress among indigenous Amazonian tribes. If anyone at your party has been frozen in a glacier for the past five hundred years, do not serve pretzels or chocolate, as you will most likely find yourself accused of witchcraft and burned at the stake. The same goes with taking pictures, turning on lights, opening Christmas crackers, being clean, blinking… If you live through to the actual meal please note that thanks to the Atkins diet, not one person at the table will eat the potatoes, the turnips, the bread, the corn or the gravy. Anyone who is not on Atkins will have a wheat allergy, a yeast allergy or a starch allergy, leaving you and maybe the guy you found in the glacier (who's either too old or too hungry to care about carbs) to eat it all. Aw shucks, eh? When you serve the ham be sure to hide a couple slices for you and Amon, because the starving Atkins/Allergic people are planning on filling up on it. Also if you've stuck a bunch of cloves in it be sure to warn everyone; nothing is more embarrassing or painful than getting a clove hopelessly wedged between your front teeth. Take it for someone that knows. Nothing. And finally for the crowning glory of the dinner, the Piece duh Resistance, as Dave Barry would say "Le Papion Fromage" (literately "The Cheesy Butterfly") and if I may be so frank , If it happens to be Turkey, you're way behind the curve. Turkey is dead man. (Can you imagine how noisy it would be to eat otherwise?) The push these days seems to be towards the Tur-Duck-In, which is essentially a chicken stuffed inside a duck stuffed inside a turkey. Deep-frying adds another dimension. e.g. I personally think that the whole deal with de-boning three birds sounds like an awful lot of work, so here's my recipe that completely circumvents the whole de-boning thing: 1. take a Chicken DNA (CDNA) strand, available from JPL, MIB or KFC 2. take a single duck feather, remove one fiber and disolve it in water. 3. using a scanning tunneling microscope and really little tweezers, graft some strands from the duck DNA (DDNA) onto the CDNA you acquired in step one. (note: unless you want a three-headed legless turduckin, make sure that they're corresponding strands) 4. inject the resulting CD DNA into the yolk of a turkey egg. 5. incubate the egg for about three weeks or until hatched. 6. feed turducken twice a day, the amount you feed it will depend on the size you want your turdukan to be. 7. when turduckling has reached desired consistency -er- size; kill, feather, skin, gut, wash, season, stuff, foil and bake on 450 for as many hours as it takes. 8. eat, you deserve it. Or if you want to do it the old fashioned way here's the original If you've tried Turduckin and want to expand a bit you could stuff the turkey into an emu. they can prove to be a bit expensive, but with a bit of luck can usually be found running along side the highway. Or if you want to do something completely different (and want to feed everyone on your block) you could try doing a roast camel like they do at East Indian weddings: Stuffed Camel 1 whole camel, medium size 1 whole lamb, large size 20 whole chickens, medium size 60 eggs 12 kilos rice 2 kilos pine nuts 2 kilos almonds 1 kilo pistachio nuts 110 gallons water 5 pounds black pepper Salt to taste Skin, trim and clean camel (once you get over the hump), lamb and chicken. Boil until tender. Cook rice until fluffy. Fry nuts until brown and mix with rice. Hard boil eggs and peel. Stuff cooked chickens with hard boiled eggs and rice. Stuff the cooked lamb with stuffed chickens. Add more rice. Stuff the camel with the stuffed lamb and add rest of rice. Broil over large charcoal pit until brown. Spread any remaining rice on large tray and place camel on top of rice. Decorate with boiled eggs and nuts. Serves friendly crowd of 80-100. - Shararazod Eboli Home Economist, Dammam, Saudi Arabia Now if you get a couple more RSVPs than you bargained and need a bit more food I've got one more recipe and after that you're on your own: Elephant Stew Submitted by: A Kitchen Guest 1 medium sized elephant 2 rabbits (optional) salt and pepper to taste brown gravy (lots) Cut elephant in small bite size pieces. This will take about two months. Reserve the trunk, you will need something to store pieces in. Add enough brown gravy to cover. Cook over kerosene fire for about four weeks at 465 degrees. This will serve about 3,800 people. If more are expected, the two rabbits may be added. Do this only if necessary, as most people do not like to find hare in their stew. That aughta keep you cooking for a while. And be sure to tell Glacier Man I said "hi" Bibliography http://www.commanderkitty.com http://www.snopes.com/food/prepare/camel.asp http://www.mcgees.com/kitchen/kidstuff.htm

2004-09-07T13:49:00.000-09:00

Well, that's about it, The fat lady has sung, Elvis has left the building, Tth-db-th-db-th-db That's all Folks! You've sunk my battleship, GAME OVER Pekachu has fainted K.O. God made you special and he loves you very much... Yup, summer's over, now it's time to be responsable again. I suppose I should be thankful that I'm homeschooled. To those of you schoolpersons who don't read my blog, I offer my condolances in the most mature way I know; "NYAH NYAH NYAH-NYAH NYAH!!!" to those who do read my blog please disregard my comments, I don't wan't to offend you. (yeah, I know all none of you, gimme a break!) (...gimme a break, break me off a piece of that Kit-Kat Bar!) (I love parethesithiesisis) (Is that how you spell that?) (I wonder if I use these too much) (I guess I'm getting off topic) (What topic?) (oh yeah, cheese!) (..er, summer) Anyhoo-oo-ooo, (hee hee) I spent aproxinamately half my summer camping, (we like camping) (I smell like a burnt down log house) and I have compiled a list of things that would be fun to do next year. 1. Bring along a CD player and play sound effects of a toilet flushing as you leave the outhouse. 2. Try to consume more food than this year. (not likely) 3. Try fishing like they do in the comics, with TNT. Mood: So-so Song: John Jacob Jingleheimer Shmit

2004-04-14T14:39:00.000-09:00

I'll bet you thought you knew everything about armadillos, well did you know that... Armadillos can be housebroken. An armadillo can walk under water. armadillo do not have any enamel on their teeth. The official state mammal of Texas is the armadillo. The only animal, besides humans that can get leprosy is the Armadillo. While digging, an Armadillo can hold its breath for up to six minutes. Mood: Bored Music: None Website: Amusing Facts

2004-03-29T12:15:00.000-09:00

Ok, we just got Roller Coaster Tychoon from a cereal box, (just a side note here, what is it with cereal boxes? From what I understand, you used to have to send in the UPC codes of 73 boxes of cereal for a genuine Captain Oatie Eye Patch that came to your house in a slightly torn condition and tasted only slightly better than the cereal. Now you can reach in and pull out CD ROMs, DVD's, Children's books, and fully functioning nuclear weapons.) Anyway, back to Roller Coaster Tychoon. I want to warn you, if you play this game, you may miss supper, breakfast, school, band practice, your graduation, collage, your wedding... If you have any ambitions in life do not play this game. I played for three hours the first night we had it, Mom came to kick me off the computer, but the instant she saw the screen she started giving me suggestions on how to make the park work better, higher this, bring up the price on that. This is my mom who thinks all games are a waste of time. The next morning mom was on the computer again, she had gone on to check her emails, and was now trying to build a pathway to her new swinging ship. I'm not addicted at all though, in fact I'm doing a research project for school. Let's see, Research, Budget, Maximum Funding, Thrill Rides.

2004-02-28T20:02:00.000-09:00

There is a term that I'm sure almost everyone has heard by now. I first heard it in a Wal Mart commercial. I hear that it was used in Legally Blonde as well. I'm talking about the term "fo shizzle ma nizzle". I'm sure that quite a few people are wondering exactly what it means. Logical guesses don't get you anywhere with this, they didn't help me. Turns out that it's an altered form of "fo' sheezy mah neezy" which comes from "for sure mah nigga" which means "I agree with you completely my African American brother". Thanks to Fox on the CK Forum for clearing that up.

2004-02-19T21:12:00.000-09:00

Ok, just recently I was thinking about some over generalized statements I've made in my life. One that came up was that I used to claim that I hated Japanese cartoons. My reasons? Well for one, they are so saturated with mysticism. Ok, fair enough, but you might as well lump a great deal of western cartoons for that matter. I think, also that I disliked them because my experience with magna has been limited to the garbage they play on YTV. Now I've talked online with some pretty hardcore magna freaks, and they tend to agree with me that Digimon and Monster Ranchers suck. Therefore just because you had a bad experience with an art style, doesn't put you in a position to judge anyone who draws it. I think a lot of people feel the same way about Christianity that I used to feel about anime. They had a bad experience with a bunch of people who tried to make them fit into a stupid mold. And so now they'd rather clean up after a herd of cattle than go into a church. But what they miss is that Christianity isn't about fitting into a stupid mold, it's about breaking out of one, the one that our self-serving society has them crammed into. Now just because I'm not a wholesale hater of anime anymore doesn't mean I don't still have problems with it. Not the art style itself, but what some people do with it. It's the same with Christianity. A lot of Christians use it as a way to feel superior to all the guys who spend Sunday in a bar. But not all of them, I know of a pastor who holds his service in a bar. That's what I mean about breaking out of the mold. Before you go talking about self-serving hypocrites, think of the mission workers abroad, working to strengthen communities, skirting and sometimes breaking the law in order to spread the gospel. What about them?

2004-02-17T13:16:00.000-09:00

The other day I was walking through downtown Mission. It was raining, and as I walked past the social services building, I saw that the gutters seriously needed cleaning. There was a formidable waterfall coming from the roof. My first reaction was that I wanted to run through it. In fact, if I hadn't been carrying $50 worth of art supplies in my backpack I probably would have... That's all. What? You wanted a moral or something?