I really wish I could play the piano like Billy Joel...
To bad he's a heathen
but he is Amazing on the piano!
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Pearls Before Swine
"Little Miss Muffet
sat on her tuffet
eating her curds and whey.
along came a spider
who sat down beside her
and frightened Miss Muffet away.
Then Miss Muffet went back
checked her gun rack
grabbing a 357'
Then finding the spider
she sat down beside her
and blew that poor sucker to heaven."
... the uncut version.
sat on her tuffet
eating her curds and whey.
along came a spider
who sat down beside her
and frightened Miss Muffet away.
Then Miss Muffet went back
checked her gun rack
grabbing a 357'
Then finding the spider
she sat down beside her
and blew that poor sucker to heaven."
... the uncut version.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Not My Sport
I just got back from basketball practice, and I realized while I was there... basketball is REALLY NOT my sport.
...maybe I should take up Polo... maybe not.
...maybe I should take up Polo... maybe not.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Football!!!
I'm counting down the day's until I get to go see the Carolina Panthers play the Bills.
It will be my first Pro Football game... what makes it even better, we've got tickets on the 50 yard line...12 rows from the field!
It will be my first Pro Football game... what makes it even better, we've got tickets on the 50 yard line...12 rows from the field!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
How I Spent My Time At The Beach
Besides all the normal stuff you do at the beach swimming, eating, and laying on the beach. This is how I spent my time, our house was not a beach front but it was right across the street and running beside the road and right in front of our house was a sidewalk. People were constantly walking, biking, and running on this, and what made it even better was that my sisters car was parked alongside of the sidewalk. So whenever I'd get bored I would get the car keys, sit inside and hit the "alarm" button whenever someone was beside the car. It's been a long time since I've had that much fun (sad I know) but some of the looks on their faces and the way they jumped was just classic. This activity was such a success that my brother and Amos (a friend) joined in with their alarms so we had all three cars going at once!
So that's what I did for fun at the beach.
So that's what I did for fun at the beach.
My Memoirs Part II, I Got Soaked!
In this assignment we’re supposed to use humor, so I chose this story. Now I do not find this story in the least bit funny, but everyone else in my family does, so I’m going to tell it.
I was six years old, and we were in Florida visiting my grandmother. One of the days we were there, we decided to go to SeaWorld I had so much fun… until we reached the part of the park where the roller coasters are. Now, for any of you who don’t already know, I hate roller coasters, and I think this had something to do with it.
We walked up to the entrance of the ride. I remember there being a ticket man standing on a big white line. You were not allowed to cross that line unless you had a ticket and were planning to ride on the roller coaster. It was my turn to decide; my four older siblings were already on the other side of the line. All eyes were on me… finally I decided, and I stepped across the line.
I don’t remember anything about the walk up to the place where we boarded the cars. I do remember my oldest brother apparently mustering all his intellectual knowledge together and saying, “Come on, Jesse, let’s ride in the front. It’s not as bad up there.”… Now you have to remember I was only six years old; I didn’t know any better, so what did I do? I went to the front of the car and sat right next to my brother, not aware at all of the danger I was in.
The car began to move. Within a few seconds we were in a dark cave steadily going upwards. This was perhaps the scariest part, cause all along the walls were witches and demon type things that were moving mechanically, so that it seemed they were alive. All of a sudden a door opened up right in front of us, and the sunlight shone brightly again. Everything seemed fine… Then I felt the bottom drop out from underneath us, and we shot down probably forty feet straight into a pool of water! The water splashed right up into my face (so much for the front seat). Anyways, the ride was over, and I was terrified.
My family tried to comfort me, but it’s hard to comfort someone when you’re rolling on the ground laughing. I settled down after they bought me a t-shirt, and believe it or not, I eventually forgave them, but nothing has changed. Ten years later, I still hate roller coasters.
I was six years old, and we were in Florida visiting my grandmother. One of the days we were there, we decided to go to SeaWorld I had so much fun… until we reached the part of the park where the roller coasters are. Now, for any of you who don’t already know, I hate roller coasters, and I think this had something to do with it.
We walked up to the entrance of the ride. I remember there being a ticket man standing on a big white line. You were not allowed to cross that line unless you had a ticket and were planning to ride on the roller coaster. It was my turn to decide; my four older siblings were already on the other side of the line. All eyes were on me… finally I decided, and I stepped across the line.
I don’t remember anything about the walk up to the place where we boarded the cars. I do remember my oldest brother apparently mustering all his intellectual knowledge together and saying, “Come on, Jesse, let’s ride in the front. It’s not as bad up there.”… Now you have to remember I was only six years old; I didn’t know any better, so what did I do? I went to the front of the car and sat right next to my brother, not aware at all of the danger I was in.
The car began to move. Within a few seconds we were in a dark cave steadily going upwards. This was perhaps the scariest part, cause all along the walls were witches and demon type things that were moving mechanically, so that it seemed they were alive. All of a sudden a door opened up right in front of us, and the sunlight shone brightly again. Everything seemed fine… Then I felt the bottom drop out from underneath us, and we shot down probably forty feet straight into a pool of water! The water splashed right up into my face (so much for the front seat). Anyways, the ride was over, and I was terrified.
My family tried to comfort me, but it’s hard to comfort someone when you’re rolling on the ground laughing. I settled down after they bought me a t-shirt, and believe it or not, I eventually forgave them, but nothing has changed. Ten years later, I still hate roller coasters.
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