Sharing my thoughts

(disclaimer) For all of you wondering, I am not complaining in this post, I just thought people would like to know what I think about.

Here are some things I think about: One thing I think about a lot is how stuff works, some people say I'm an idiot, others say I'm wired, but you can't tell me you never look at your hand and say "what the hell, how the heck does it move like that." Other things I often wonder about are things like cars or water faucets, no matter how hard I try I cannot understand how, or more importantly, why it works the way it does and instead of shooting out water why it doesn't shoot out lobsters.
The next thing I think about is stuff you could call perverted stuff or as I like to look at it "the funniest subject in the world." For instance: every time someone says I'm coming I just crack up laughing, most don't know why. I think it is the most fun thing in the world to make a really perverted joke and make it so perverted that no one knows it's perverted at all. Another instance: most people have a word they yell out during a basketball game to make someone miss such as "Barney"... Mine in "smegma"
another thing I think a lot about is what most people would call "nerdy stuff" the stuff I don't really say out loud, like what it would be like if I was a super hero and what power I would have. I even made up my own super hero trio, all their powers, and their arch villains.
Lastly: I think of anything and everything that pops into my head. I call it being as random as I can be, at one point I am thinking about a movie then I start thinking about deaf Mexican leprechauns. Or im thinking about a friend then quickly jump to the reason why spiderman doesn't shoot his web out of his ass like most spiders, personally I think thought jumping is quite fun. Anyway my mind is wondering so I'm going to end with my patented, completely random "thought of the day."

Thought of the day: I think that dissecting frogs is pretty sick, I think it would be a lot more fun to dissect Egg McMuffin because they have a lot of parts to.

Wordstock III

Ok, I'll cut to the chase, WSIII was awesome. First of all I am obligated to thank my brother for raising the money for me to go, so, thank you... Punk. It started with a long grueling trip from Tennessee to Texas, after almost an entire day of driving we finally arrived at blog gods home where I helped out for the rest of the day by scrubbing the WS bus from top to bottom (literally, the roof was a brownish color, now its yellow). The next day we set out for Wordstock, which was a six hour trip on a cramped bus (not that I'm complaining, I have fun, I talked to a lot of people). When I arrived it was all pretty routine so I will skip to the interesting stuff. Ok, first I will show you my group.I'm, of course, the one in black with the goofy smile. Moving right, the one behind me is also Johnny, the one in the army hat is Victor, he was pretty cool, he could also tell some really freaky stories. Next to him on the right is Steve, oddly enough even thought he was the youngest one in our group he was the biggest player. Above him in the white is Joe or "horny Josiah" yeah, I think that name tells enough about him :D. Above him with the stupidest smile in the world is Sebastion, I would have to say he was the funniest. Below him, in the army pants is Sammy, that guy got all the girls because he sprained his ankle half way through. Above Sammy is Andrew, also being a player (don't ask how) he was pretty cool. And last is Mikey, he was in one of the bands, or two I think, anyway moving on.
Day 1.
It started as normal day we woke up ate breakfast, went to the class ect. Later during the second half of getout we played some kind of speed soccer in a tennis court, my team of course was being killed mostly by Sammy who was like a speedy little monkey, as he was dribbling the ball did a weird spin and his foot locked on the ground and then fell over, I guess its just a bad idea to play soccer on a tennis court. Anyway he was taken of the court and for the rest of the camp had to use crutches.
Day 2.
It was just a normal day (a normal wordstock day that is) we played basketball and some other sport (I cant remember which)
Day 3
Heh, I ate on day 3 (I honestly have no idea what I did on day 3).













Day 4.
Mothers day, it rained and it was quite gloomy, but I still have fun. I played dodgeball, got huge bruise on my leg from a dangerous game called cat and mouse, had my socks riped off by Chris Otter in a wresleing match and played volleyball.
Day 5.
The last day, we got up, did all the usual until about 4 o' clock when we all had to sit down for an hour long graduation after which we got all dressed up for the prom, as depicted in the photo below.For all of you wondering, no, this is not my date, she was just a girl I was talking with on the bus and who wanted to take a picture. My date is the one on the far right hand side of the next photo, oh and Mindy, in case you don't want your picture on my blog... Tough luck :D.And there you have it, that's the short version of all that happened to me at Wordstock III, the only thing that I wish they had was a picture of my team leader in his prom suit. He was wearing an orange tux with a purple undershirt and a 5 inch long fat tie... Yeah, it was special... Yeah... Bye


Thought of the day: I think that the guy who decided to put potatoes and wax in gummy worms deserves to die.

A few questions

I just thought I would ask a few questions today

Number one. Would you trade your life for mine? (loser)

2. Who thinks that the number 87 is the funniest number ever?

3. How much TV have you watched today?

4. I'm sexy

5. Who wants to see me do the robot?

6. Do you like your own feet?

7. Ate nine that bastard

8. Do donuts turn you on?

9. Who has a boyfriend or girlfriend that they want to kill?

10. Who has already killed them?

11. Who here thinks that my thought of the day is all the thinking I do all day?

12. Who wants my number?

13. A little cocky is not my frickin' middle name

14. Who thinks that peanut-orange flavored gram crackers would be da bomb?

15. Who gives black style hugs here?

16. ?

17. Who could read that?

18. Do you lick white walls?

19. Do you think that it would be funny if the man who invented publics accidentally named it pubics

1523. I like superheros, so sue me.

20. Who here thinks that these aren't good questions, or not questions at all?

21. Who here like puns as much as I do?

22. do you feel the urge to sit on your right hand?

23. Who here has played charades naked?

24. Is right before 25

25. Who wants my money?

26. Who wants to post a comment that is longer then 3 damn words?

27. Ok I'm done

28. I said I'm done...

29. How the hell do I shut this thing off?

30. AHHH!!!

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77.....

Thought of the day: this is a good news bad news thought, the good news is there is no bad news, the bad news is I forgot the good news.

Freezing water and ruby red bodies

Ok, first off, this blog is rated PG13, so quit complaining about the way I think.

Anyway what I'm really bloging about is, well, everything, everything that has happened in the last week that is. Ok, right now I am in a lot of pain because I am sunburned from head to toe and my arms ache from tubeing behind a speed boat, but I will tell more about that later. Over the past few days I have been interacting with the local rednecks because there is absoloutly nothing else to do, (not that their bad of people or anything like that, their just, well, rednecks). That being said, I must say that Tennesseeans are much more friendly then Texans (even though Texas is still my favorite state) in Texas its like "hey dude, can I borrow your basketball, thanks dude," where as here its like "hey yall, wanna come play volleyball with us," so uhh, yeah, that's what I've been doing... That and some stupid jackass style stunts with some of the people here.
Since for the last few days I have been sitting in a trailer playing speed all day I will skip to ahead, to yesterday, Easter. The people who live here invited us to go tubeing on their boat with them so we all hoped on and we out to the middle of Douglass lake, I personally think I did pretty well, I only fell off the thing once out of four times. The first time me and another dude were on the tube going about 25 or 30 MPH behind a speedboat (of course) and the only reason I fell off is because we hit a wave and went about 5 feet into the air sending me up even higher and then down into the water. The second time it was the other guy who fell off, we once again hit a huge wave and went airborne only when we landed our heads smacked together causing him to tumble off the tube. The third and fourth time were pretty normal, nothing really special happened. When we got back we went fishing in a little pond for a little bit, (where we had before caught a foot and a half long fish of some kind with a net) and then simply went to bed. Other then that their isn't really much to say, my parents talked the direct TV people into giving us a DVR so that's cool, and I was a witness in a basketball court brawl.
There you have it, that is everything that has happened in Tennessee for the last week, EVERYTHING!

Thought of the day: If you can read my mind you deserve to know what I think of you.

Crackin' up

Lately people have been saying that I am funny, how am I funny, am I a clown to you?
Also some people say I get all of my humor from TV, well that is a total lie........ god damnit

Thought of the day: if you can touch my belly button your to close.

A Bit More Time Today...

Well, I am here at the sevierville library where I am blogging to let everyone know just what has been happening, first things first, I am *not* being pressed for time today so I have all the time in the world, today anyway. Second, well there is no second, there is just the beginning, which was about 1 week ago (flash back). It was a wendsday, we were packing up the trailer to go to Canton TX when the one cyclops attacked... no... wait, that wasin't me, starting over. It was a wendsday and we were driving to Canton from Houston, (about a 3 hour drive, which is kinda short if you travel as much as I do) once in Canton I soon discovered that this was going to be the most boring weekend of my life (at least sence Arizona) because we were going to be staying at a flea market with no internet, no T.V. and no one to talk to. After fighting insanity for 3 days it was finally sunday and we were going to leave the next morning, later that night we recieved a call saying that the Paones were going to be staying in Dallas for a few months, I quickly told my mother to tell them to change their plans so they could spend the night with us so that I would have somthing to do untill we leave (that and I was about to start talking to myself), Needless to say I had a good day that day. The next day we all woak up and got ready to go up to Sevierville Tennessee (the place where I spent ten years of my life doing nothing in paticular), after we packed up the trailer and all that there really isn't much to tell, me and my dad traveld in the truck, while my mom and Amy traveld in the little car, (dont ask about what happened in there cuz I have no idea) me and my dad mostly just listen to music and what not, my dad would listen to the Bible on tape, and then we would switch off and listen to my head banging music which inspired me to stick my toung out and make the "I love you" sign in sign laguge when a car of old ladys passed by. The next day we basically did the same thing, drove all day long untill we came the the place we were supost to stay at. When we pulled the trailer into the park we knew that there had to be a mistake. The trailer park was the most hiddiously discusting and poorly degsined thing I have ever seen, it was so bad I was beginning to hope that somone would kill the degsiner. We drove around the cliffside trailer park untill we came to A FREAKIN' DEAD END! the road just stoped the only thing we could do was back up the side of the hill (also to add to the peril about 1 foot to the left of the road was a 15 food drop into Duglass lake). After about an hour we finally got out of the stupid god forsaken place only to drive half a mile up the road to another annoying hillside crap heap, (unfortunatlly this *was* the one we were supost to stay at) I guess its a fad in Tennessee to build annoying trailer parks. The next day we woak up and got ready to go to my old house (the really really big one that would be ther perfect place to live if only it were in texas) where we were going to go pick up our satalite dish so that we could watch T.V. again, (were total junkies, mom would die withough "who wants to be a millionare") while we were there we saw a few familliar sights, we saw the trampolien (which I miss because when we had it mom would never nag me to go outside) and my kitty bella. I think she rememberd me to, I called her name and like most cats she just went on walking, but detrmined to get her attention I called her name again, she turned her head and looked with a suprized face, then slowly walked up to me and sorta just stared at me when I picked her up, then, she ran off (like most cats do). The next day ( today) we went to see my arch enemy Mr. Flea market for a few minutes to check out our booth where I had before vowd to destroy all flea markets in exsistence. After that, went here... thats it, I'm done. Bye

Thought of the day: If you ever "accidently" kill the negibors dog, put it under his pillow that way he will think the tooth fairy did it.

(once again... no spellcheck, sorry.)

I'll be back when the sun sets over Texas

Ok sorry to everyone who reads my blog , I know I havent posted recently, and the reason is because we have been in a place where I didnt have any internet, infact right now I am in an internet cafee, *sob* the trailer park I am at has no internet so expect my posts to be few and far between. Anyway we are supost to go back to Texas some time in November so my posts will be about 2 every month, so, I'll say I'm sorry to all my fans one more time. Well I'm being pressed for time so im going to have to go now. Good bye everyone, I'll be back eventually.

Thought of the day: If satin ever asks you for your soul take of your shoe and give that to him, then snap your fingers and point at him while walking backwards and making a "tsssss" sound.

P.S. sorry for the bad spelling, I dont have time to spell check it.