Friday, April 28, 2006

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Thursday, April 20, 2006

Ninja Aliens...DUH!!

Woooooooooooo!!! It's 4 o clock! Papers are AWESOME!!! Too much coffee! Oooga Booga! The cat is yellow and the plastic spoon is purple. Aliens came 10.7 lightyears across the gallaxy to eat a cherry pie. They were dissappointed. Then they flipped out and learned to be ninjas so they could kick some ass in retalliation. I'm not really sure why they didn't just use their laser guns...maybe because they looked too much like garage door openers. Kinda hard to scare people with a garage door opener. But ninja moves...damn...those are fuckin scary. I know it would have scared me if some 3 foot green dude w/ big eyes jumped through my window and started striking ninja poses and saying "YAAAA!! WAAA!! BEEP! MEEP!". I would have been like, "Damn man! those are some pretty sick movies!" then I would edge my way sideways toward the door. "What's that over there" I'd say...then when the little guy looked I would bolt. I bet I could run faster than him so I’d be safe.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

A Knock on the Door

This morning there was a knock on our door. Adam (shirtless) answered the door. These two women were on the steps and they were really excited about some book called the Bible. Me and Adam told them that, yes, we had heared of it, and no, we didn't think it was all that spectacular. They kept wanting to talk. They asked us if we believed in God. Adam mentioned that he studys evolution at the University of Connecticut and he thinks it does a pretty good job of explaining things. I agreed. They didn't seem very convinced by this and asked if they could bring us a book about creation. We said ok, if it will make them happy. I don't think they ever did come back with that book.

It reminds me of the time someone sent me a prayer rug in the mail. It wasn't really so much of a rug....more like a piece of paper that claimed to be a rug. It also claimed to be "soaked with the power of prayer", which is presumeably what powered the little jesus optical illusion printed on it. Frankly I was insulted...this tiny piece of paper had the audacity to call itself a rug! The imposter rug also came with a prayer order form. There were boxes for things like: "A New Car", "A Money Blessing", "Pray for God to Bless me with this amount of money $_____". It all seemed pretty fool proof....I mean..there were personal accounts of good fortune and everything. But I'm still too insulted by the phony rug....they even insisted we send it back! Yea Right!

Monday, April 17, 2006

CHOP SAW

Today I was cutting wood on the chop saw. It even sounds scary...CHOP SAW! I was cutting through several thin layers taped together...The saw caught it funny and BAM!!! It ripped the wood out of my hands and chewed it up. Nothing left but splinters, a cloud of sawdust, and me shaking in my shoes glad that it wasn't my hand! This happened twice!

Worst part is...After all that, the pieces I made still don't work and I have to start over. 2+ weeks on this project so far and I still have nothing to show for it cuz I keep having to start over.

*sigh* It's just one of many things that are stressing me out lately....I'm gonna be really happy when this semester is over.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Revenge on the Butter

The butter wouldn't stick to my baked potato..... I got even.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Scrambeled Eggs with Cheese

I remember waking up early one morning to suprize her with breakfast in bed. It made her smile.

( That made me feel good )

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Cofee's Death

Fempto sat hunched in the corner.
Odd, I thought, and lifted the lid to their cage.
Where is Cofee?
I dug around in the dirty bedding, looking.
Shiva could not contain her excitement at this.
I pushed her away.
Where...?
Finally I found it, Cofee's tiny lifeless body, and the stench of death.
Already it seemed shriveled, even the massive tumor that had immobilized her rear leg.
I carried the tiny body out into the rainy night and tossed it under the porch.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

That Old Black and White TV With Poor Reception and a Busted Speaker

...But really my biggest insecurity is in my ability to articulate and express myself.