Thursday, April 28, 2005
Are you a Mexican, or a Mexican't?
Darn! I had a good title for my next post, but I forgot what it was. Shoot. So, anyone who wants to see The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy is more than welcome to join Andrew and I at 10:30am at Park Place. We are going to be the first people in Tucson the see it, like we use to try for in the good old days. Ha HA! I remembered what the title was going to be! What a great movie. tee hee hee.
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Thursday, April 21, 2005
One More in the Name of Love!
One thing that I feel that has really been on my mind recently is how I can make a difference and help people in need in the world. Mr. Monroe has reminded me that we as christians are called to help the poor, the widows and the orphans, we are to offer help to anyone who needs it. It's not only about spreading the news of what is to come in the next life, but bring as much of heaven as we can here on earth. I recently went to www.one.org to check out what they were all about. All they want is your name added to thier list, they arent asking for your time or money. I want to share with you the statement that they want you to sign your name to: “WE BELIEVE that in the best American tradition of helping others help themselves, now is the time to join with other countries in a historic pact for compassion and justice to help the poorest people of the world overcome AIDS and extreme poverty. WE RECOGNIZE that a pact including such measures as fair trade, debt relief, fighting corruption and directing additional resources for basic needs – education, health, clean water, food, and care for orphans – would transform the futures and hopes of an entire generation in the poorest countries, at a cost equal to just one percent more of the US budget. WE COMMIT ourselves - one person, one voice, one vote at a time - to make a better, safer world for all.” I encourage you that if you agree and support that statement that you go to www.one.org and sign your name to that list. They also have bracelets available if you want to make a donation and if any of you would like a bracelet, let me know, and I will get one for you and send it to you. I encourage you all to show support for some sort of world economic reformation, and remember, all it takes is One Voice.
Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much?
More than a lot.
You gave me nothing,
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much?
More than a lot.
You gave me nothing,
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Ha HA! Looks like I'm here to stay!
So, my dad found out that he gets to keep his job, thus meaning we get to keep cable, and a place to live. A great stress has been lifted off of both of our backs, and now life can return to normal. It is now my intention to read for several hours.
Monday, April 18, 2005
An Epic Reaches the End of its Era...
Due to a lack of finances, I guess our cable is going to be shut off for awhile. And possibly our water, heat, electricity, and anything else we have to pay for to use. So, I guess until later, So long, and thanks for all the fish!
Sunday, April 17, 2005
What's in a name, or, most more accuratly, whats in my shoe?
I have nothing to post, so, how bout another MAGIC QUESTION. Why does the Platypus lay eggs? Extra credit if you once again mention Volkswagons and strawberries in your answer.
Friday, April 15, 2005
Bono said he likes the desert....
Here is the play list from the concert:
Love and Peace
Vertigo
Elevation
Cry / Electric Co.
An Cat Dubh / Into the Heart
City of Blinding Lights
Beautiful Day
Miracle Drug
Sometimes you can’t make it on your own
New Year’s Day
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Bullet The Blue Sky
Running to Standstill
Pride in the name of love
Where the Streets Have No Name
One
First Encore:
Zoo Station
The Fly
Mysterious Ways
All Because of You
Second Encore:
Yaweh
"40"
"40" is what they end all of thier concerts with. after the main song is over, the crowd sings the chorus "How long to sing this song? How long to sing this song? How long...how long...how long..." Over and over as the band members leave the stage one by one. It was really cool because even after they were gone and as everyone was walking to thier cars in the parking lot, you could still hear groups of people singing. The second encore was different from the rest of the performance because it was focused on worship. "40" is based on Psalm 40, and Yahweh is a song about offering yourself to God. Though the whole arena certainly wasnt Christian, during those songs I saw quite afew people worshipping. It was really, REALLY cool. If any of you have even the remotest chance of seeing this Vertigo concert, I HIGHLY reccomend you do it. It will be one of the greatest things you will see in your life.
Love and Peace
Vertigo
Elevation
Cry / Electric Co.
An Cat Dubh / Into the Heart
City of Blinding Lights
Beautiful Day
Miracle Drug
Sometimes you can’t make it on your own
New Year’s Day
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Bullet The Blue Sky
Running to Standstill
Pride in the name of love
Where the Streets Have No Name
One
First Encore:
Zoo Station
The Fly
Mysterious Ways
All Because of You
Second Encore:
Yaweh
"40"
"40" is what they end all of thier concerts with. after the main song is over, the crowd sings the chorus "How long to sing this song? How long to sing this song? How long...how long...how long..." Over and over as the band members leave the stage one by one. It was really cool because even after they were gone and as everyone was walking to thier cars in the parking lot, you could still hear groups of people singing. The second encore was different from the rest of the performance because it was focused on worship. "40" is based on Psalm 40, and Yahweh is a song about offering yourself to God. Though the whole arena certainly wasnt Christian, during those songs I saw quite afew people worshipping. It was really, REALLY cool. If any of you have even the remotest chance of seeing this Vertigo concert, I HIGHLY reccomend you do it. It will be one of the greatest things you will see in your life.
Freedom has a scent Like the top of a new born baby's head
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Wednesday, April 13, 2005
You make me feel like I could fly so high, Elevation!
In honor of my getting to go see the greatest rock band of all time with one of my favoritest people of all time, this post is dedicated to all things U2. First a brief history:
In 1976, Larry Mullen Junior posted an advertisement on the notice board at Mount Temple High School for people who were interested in forming a rock band. Out of the group came Bono (Paul Hewson), Adam Clayton and the Evans brothers David (christened by Bono as "The Edge") and Dik. Although the group could not play very well, they nonetheless declared themselves a band. And so Feedback was born. However, the name was not kept very long and they were soon known as "The Hype"In autumn of 1977, the band performed at a talent contest at Mount Temple high school where they were well received. However, after the performance, Dik Evans left the band to join the Virgin Prunes, and the band's name was changed to "the Hype". Dik left citing a difference of opinions in the way the band was heading between him and the members - "They became very intense about it and I wasn't, it was almost a generation gap type of gulf between us. I just didn't fit in, the attitude more than anything".Their first break came in 1978 with a win in the Harp-Lager Talent contest in Limerick, 1978. This came as a shock to the fledgling band as Adam explains "I think at the end of the day, it's because there's a spirit in the band that comes across". The prize was 500 pounds, and a recording session at CBS Sony.In the same year, the band had changed their name again, this time to U2, a name suggested by Steve Averill, the lead singer of The Radiators from space who later designed the band's album covers. Bono commented on the decision of the name - " we called ourselves U2 to take ourselves out of the category of the Sex Pistols, the Clash, even Led Zeppelin- so that people would hear the name and say "What sort of band would that be then?". This unusual name also provided the band with a brilliant marketing tool for promoting themselves.
What they leave out is the part where in the Irish wilderness the band gets confronted by God, who makes them play for Him. And as a reward for thier service, God promised that U2 would never have a bad album and that they would live longer than normal men. And to Bono, in return for a promise to use his fame to help the world, God inspired him with the album The Joshua Tree which would become the greatest album ever composed.
Thats what I think happend. I've also heard good arguments that U2 sold thier souls to the devil for thier success but I refuse to believe that could be possible. WOW, I'm going to get to see U2 LIVE in concert. WITH Mr.. Monroe. If I had gotten a job this week too, this could have been one of the greatest weeks of my life. sigh... Im excited. I need to sleep, cause tomorrow is a big day. Ill take pictures, and until later, Ciao!
In 1976, Larry Mullen Junior posted an advertisement on the notice board at Mount Temple High School for people who were interested in forming a rock band. Out of the group came Bono (Paul Hewson), Adam Clayton and the Evans brothers David (christened by Bono as "The Edge") and Dik. Although the group could not play very well, they nonetheless declared themselves a band. And so Feedback was born. However, the name was not kept very long and they were soon known as "The Hype"In autumn of 1977, the band performed at a talent contest at Mount Temple high school where they were well received. However, after the performance, Dik Evans left the band to join the Virgin Prunes, and the band's name was changed to "the Hype". Dik left citing a difference of opinions in the way the band was heading between him and the members - "They became very intense about it and I wasn't, it was almost a generation gap type of gulf between us. I just didn't fit in, the attitude more than anything".Their first break came in 1978 with a win in the Harp-Lager Talent contest in Limerick, 1978. This came as a shock to the fledgling band as Adam explains "I think at the end of the day, it's because there's a spirit in the band that comes across". The prize was 500 pounds, and a recording session at CBS Sony.In the same year, the band had changed their name again, this time to U2, a name suggested by Steve Averill, the lead singer of The Radiators from space who later designed the band's album covers. Bono commented on the decision of the name - " we called ourselves U2 to take ourselves out of the category of the Sex Pistols, the Clash, even Led Zeppelin- so that people would hear the name and say "What sort of band would that be then?". This unusual name also provided the band with a brilliant marketing tool for promoting themselves.
What they leave out is the part where in the Irish wilderness the band gets confronted by God, who makes them play for Him. And as a reward for thier service, God promised that U2 would never have a bad album and that they would live longer than normal men. And to Bono, in return for a promise to use his fame to help the world, God inspired him with the album The Joshua Tree which would become the greatest album ever composed.
Thats what I think happend. I've also heard good arguments that U2 sold thier souls to the devil for thier success but I refuse to believe that could be possible. WOW, I'm going to get to see U2 LIVE in concert. WITH Mr.. Monroe. If I had gotten a job this week too, this could have been one of the greatest weeks of my life. sigh... Im excited. I need to sleep, cause tomorrow is a big day. Ill take pictures, and until later, Ciao!
Monday, April 11, 2005
A great man once asked " What is considered funny?" The answer; "Ted Kennedy in a dress, a briefcase in the shape of a fish, and words that end with the letter K."
And now, some quotes in which we should all live by.
The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.
My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre and that I am therefore excused from saving universes.
One of the things Ford Prefect had always found hardest to understand about humans was their habit of continuously stating and repeating the very very obvious, as in It's a nice day, or You're very tall, or Oh dear you seem to have fallen down a thirty-foot well, are you all right?
Charming man. I wish I had a daughter so I could forbid her to marry him...
He was experiencing the aural equivalent of looking at a picture of two black silhouetted faces and suddenly seeing it as a picture of a white candlestick. Or of looking at a lot of colored dots on a piece of paper which suddenly resolve themselves into the figure six and mean that your optician is going to charge you a lot of money for a new pair of glasses.(this revelation was life changing to me, thats for sure)
Arthur: You know, it's at times like this, when I'm trapped in a Vogon airlock with a man from Betelgeuse, and about to die of asphyxiation in deep space, that I really wish I'd listened to what my mother told me when I was young.
Ford: Why, what did she tell you?
Arthur: I don't know, I didn't listen.
"Please relax," said the voice pleasantly, like a stewardess in an airliner with only one wing and two engines, one of which is on fire, "you are perfectly safe."
It is known that there are an infinite number of worlds, simply because there is an infinite amount of space for them. However, not every one of them is inhabited. Therefore, there must be a finite number of inhabited worlds. Any finite number divided by infinity is as near to nothing as makes no odds, so the average population of all the planets in the Universe can be said to be zero. From this it follows that the population of the whole Universe is also zero, and that any people you may meet from time to time are merely the products of a deranged imagination.
Number Two's eyes narrowed and became what are known in the Shouting and Killing People trade as cold slits, the idea presumable being to give your opponent the impression that you have lost your glasses or are having difficulty keeping awake. Why this is frightening is an, as yet, unresolved problem.
He picked up the letter Q and hurled it into a distant privet bush where it hit a young rabbit. The rabbit hurtled off in terror and didn't stop till it was set upon and eaten by a fox which choked on one of its bones and died on the bank of a stream which subsequently washed it away.
During the following weeks Ford Prefect swallowed his pride and struck up a relationship with a girl who had been a personnel officer on Golgafrincham, and he was terribly upset when she suddenly passed away as a result of drinking water from a pool that had been polluted by the body of a dead fox. The only moral it is possible to draw from this story is that one should never throw the letter Q into a privet bush.
There's an old cat saying that has particular relevance here, and it goes like this: We are all gonna die!
Sir, I am programmed to relinquish my life. That's why the Mechanoid 4000 series was voted "Android of the Year" five years running! I have as much interest in saving my own life as a chronically-depressed lemming.
THIS is my shiny thing. And if you try and take it off me I may have to eat you.
LISTER: The red, green, and blue alert signs are all flashing! What the smeg is happening?
KRYTEN: Well, either we're under attack, sir, or we're having a disco.
KRYTEN: So, what have you been up to, sir?
ACE: Nothing special. Saved a couple of universes, overthrown a few dictatorships, turned down a heapful of marriage proposals, and had my highlights done.
LISTER: But Rimmer, he asked for you. He obviously feels some sort of bond.
RIMMER: The only 'bonding' I want to do with him involves a tube of superglue and a rabid hamster!
We have lost the finest, the most dedicated vending machine repair man the Space Corps - no, no - the *universe* has ever known. No one ever pressed for a Coke, and got oxtail soup and orange juice by mistake on *his* shift - well, actually, that's not true: we all did but what the smeg, this is his eulogy.
KRYTEN: What about the way you look at him?
KOCHANSKI: What way?
KRYTEN: I've seen the way!
KOCHANSKI: *What way*?
KRYTEN: Like he's a pot of cottage cheese with pineapple chunks in!KOCHANSKI: (aghast) How could you say that..? I have *never* looked at him like he's a pot of cottage cheese with pineapple chunks in! Maybe, once or twice, plain cottage cheese, but never, *ever*, with pineapple chunks in! Never. Never! [beat] Have I??
LISTER: Computer senility. Such a weird condition.
KRYTEN: I know. I had a mechanoid friend once who suffered from the same affliction. His name was Gilbert, but he preferred it if people called him "Rameses Niblick the Third, Kerplunk Kerplunk, Whoops, Where's My Thribble." A sad case.
Rimmer: Since when were you interested in a trouser press? You care less about your appearance than a member of the Dutch royal family.
Lister: No, I was thinking: if we got moved to a cell with a trouser press, we could make cheese toasties.
HA HA HA HA HA HA, wow, I feel alot better now. the first set of quotes was from the book trilogy The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. Whoever correctly names what the second source of the quotes are wins all my stuff.
And now, some quotes in which we should all live by.
The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.
My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre and that I am therefore excused from saving universes.
One of the things Ford Prefect had always found hardest to understand about humans was their habit of continuously stating and repeating the very very obvious, as in It's a nice day, or You're very tall, or Oh dear you seem to have fallen down a thirty-foot well, are you all right?
Charming man. I wish I had a daughter so I could forbid her to marry him...
He was experiencing the aural equivalent of looking at a picture of two black silhouetted faces and suddenly seeing it as a picture of a white candlestick. Or of looking at a lot of colored dots on a piece of paper which suddenly resolve themselves into the figure six and mean that your optician is going to charge you a lot of money for a new pair of glasses.(this revelation was life changing to me, thats for sure)
Arthur: You know, it's at times like this, when I'm trapped in a Vogon airlock with a man from Betelgeuse, and about to die of asphyxiation in deep space, that I really wish I'd listened to what my mother told me when I was young.
Ford: Why, what did she tell you?
Arthur: I don't know, I didn't listen.
"Please relax," said the voice pleasantly, like a stewardess in an airliner with only one wing and two engines, one of which is on fire, "you are perfectly safe."
It is known that there are an infinite number of worlds, simply because there is an infinite amount of space for them. However, not every one of them is inhabited. Therefore, there must be a finite number of inhabited worlds. Any finite number divided by infinity is as near to nothing as makes no odds, so the average population of all the planets in the Universe can be said to be zero. From this it follows that the population of the whole Universe is also zero, and that any people you may meet from time to time are merely the products of a deranged imagination.
Number Two's eyes narrowed and became what are known in the Shouting and Killing People trade as cold slits, the idea presumable being to give your opponent the impression that you have lost your glasses or are having difficulty keeping awake. Why this is frightening is an, as yet, unresolved problem.
He picked up the letter Q and hurled it into a distant privet bush where it hit a young rabbit. The rabbit hurtled off in terror and didn't stop till it was set upon and eaten by a fox which choked on one of its bones and died on the bank of a stream which subsequently washed it away.
During the following weeks Ford Prefect swallowed his pride and struck up a relationship with a girl who had been a personnel officer on Golgafrincham, and he was terribly upset when she suddenly passed away as a result of drinking water from a pool that had been polluted by the body of a dead fox. The only moral it is possible to draw from this story is that one should never throw the letter Q into a privet bush.
There's an old cat saying that has particular relevance here, and it goes like this: We are all gonna die!
Sir, I am programmed to relinquish my life. That's why the Mechanoid 4000 series was voted "Android of the Year" five years running! I have as much interest in saving my own life as a chronically-depressed lemming.
THIS is my shiny thing. And if you try and take it off me I may have to eat you.
LISTER: The red, green, and blue alert signs are all flashing! What the smeg is happening?
KRYTEN: Well, either we're under attack, sir, or we're having a disco.
KRYTEN: So, what have you been up to, sir?
ACE: Nothing special. Saved a couple of universes, overthrown a few dictatorships, turned down a heapful of marriage proposals, and had my highlights done.
LISTER: But Rimmer, he asked for you. He obviously feels some sort of bond.
RIMMER: The only 'bonding' I want to do with him involves a tube of superglue and a rabid hamster!
We have lost the finest, the most dedicated vending machine repair man the Space Corps - no, no - the *universe* has ever known. No one ever pressed for a Coke, and got oxtail soup and orange juice by mistake on *his* shift - well, actually, that's not true: we all did but what the smeg, this is his eulogy.
KRYTEN: What about the way you look at him?
KOCHANSKI: What way?
KRYTEN: I've seen the way!
KOCHANSKI: *What way*?
KRYTEN: Like he's a pot of cottage cheese with pineapple chunks in!KOCHANSKI: (aghast) How could you say that..? I have *never* looked at him like he's a pot of cottage cheese with pineapple chunks in! Maybe, once or twice, plain cottage cheese, but never, *ever*, with pineapple chunks in! Never. Never! [beat] Have I??
LISTER: Computer senility. Such a weird condition.
KRYTEN: I know. I had a mechanoid friend once who suffered from the same affliction. His name was Gilbert, but he preferred it if people called him "Rameses Niblick the Third, Kerplunk Kerplunk, Whoops, Where's My Thribble." A sad case.
Rimmer: Since when were you interested in a trouser press? You care less about your appearance than a member of the Dutch royal family.
Lister: No, I was thinking: if we got moved to a cell with a trouser press, we could make cheese toasties.
HA HA HA HA HA HA, wow, I feel alot better now. the first set of quotes was from the book trilogy The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. Whoever correctly names what the second source of the quotes are wins all my stuff.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
What a day this has been! What a rare mood I'm in! Why, it's almost like being in love! There's a smile on my face for the whole human race! Why, it's almost like being in love!
No, I haven't acutally found a girl, I'm just in a really good mood, and this song best describes it. And it is the song they play at the end of Groundhog Day, which I just finished watching. Well, I think I should end short tonight, becasue I have to get up tomorrow and find a job. I know, I know, thats what I've suppose to have been doing for the past two months, but really, Ive been watching Star trek in my underoos.
No, I haven't acutally found a girl, I'm just in a really good mood, and this song best describes it. And it is the song they play at the end of Groundhog Day, which I just finished watching. Well, I think I should end short tonight, becasue I have to get up tomorrow and find a job. I know, I know, thats what I've suppose to have been doing for the past two months, but really, Ive been watching Star trek in my underoos.
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Cant think of a title....
I admit it, I'm annoyed a people tonight. Honestly, no one in pacticular, just pretty much the whole human race. No real reason either, maybe I'm just grumpy and looking to pick a fight. If that is the case, Im screwed, cause no one wants to fight me. 'Cept my brother, I can always count on him for an excellent duel. On a completly different note, I am EXTREEMLY ticklish on the front of my neck. Like, I cant let ANYTHING near my neck and sometimes, I'll fall asleep holding my neck in my hands for fear of someone tickling me in the night. Neck tickles and spiders. And Pretzels. If ever you need to torture me, let a spider crawl on my neck, holding a pretzel and Ill tell you whatever you want to know and then, odds are, I'll wet myself and die. I pride myself in staying cool in most situations, but if a spider gets near me, I will flip. And if a hand gets near my neck, I will either bite it, or punch the person it belongs to, reguardless of who it is. Bethany can vouch.
Meanwhile, in freshman chorus, they are learning a song called The Lamentations of Jerimiah and it is way cool. It is all in Latin, and 19 pages. Man, I wish iI was singing it. The guys complain " I cant sing latin" or " its too long" or "you cant play the piano worth beans" and I WISH that they were a choir serious about music. Most of the girls are, but the guys are seriously lacking motivation. Ok, I'm gunna sleep now. I wanna leave you with some good lyrics, so gimme a sec....
Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough
You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Meanwhile, in freshman chorus, they are learning a song called The Lamentations of Jerimiah and it is way cool. It is all in Latin, and 19 pages. Man, I wish iI was singing it. The guys complain " I cant sing latin" or " its too long" or "you cant play the piano worth beans" and I WISH that they were a choir serious about music. Most of the girls are, but the guys are seriously lacking motivation. Ok, I'm gunna sleep now. I wanna leave you with some good lyrics, so gimme a sec....
Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough
You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Hoy es domingo y es la dia para hablar Esanol.
Me gusta saber otras lenguas. No hablaba espanol para dos anos o mas. Pienso que yo requerdo como hablar espanol. Hablaba es mi palapra favorita. Mi boca esta contenta quando yo digo "hablaba". Ummm, pienso que estoy listo, porque tengo nada mas par dicer, menos que mi corazon tiene dolor. Hasta Luego!
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