Monday, November 17, 2008
POLITICS
Politics don't actually exist anymore. Politics today are nothing more than a carrot dangling at the end of a stick or perhaps the magicians beautiful assistant whose intention is to misdirect the audiences attention from the magic box while the magician clumsily does his thing. Or here's an even better analogy; Politics today are the smoke and mirrors , the flash and bangs that howls and grumbles at the visitors of the Wizard of Oz while the guy behind the curtain pulling levers and pushing buttons is making wars with other countries to make war profits from his own defense contracting company. Even the new guy will eventually discover his own magic trick to make the masses ohhh and ahh. If he doesn't he'll be disposed of and the media makers will be able to easily spin it this time by blaming it on the KKK! Disagree...? Just ask John F. Kennedy.
Vent
NOW IN THE END OF MY FIRST YEAR AT ITT I AM VERY MUCH REGRETTING MY CHOICE TO INVEST BOTH MY TIME AND MY MONEY WITH THIS INSTITUTION. NEARLY EVERY INSTRUCTOR IVE HAD HAS TOLD THE CLASS AT SOME POINT IN THE COURSE THAT THE AMOUNT OF MATERIAL THAT WERE ARE EXPECTED TO CONSUME AND REGURGITATE IS BEYOND REALISTIC EXPECTATION, WHICH MAKES ME WONDER IF THE WHOLE THING ISN'T JUST A SET UP FOR FAILURE. ITT HAS THESE SACCHARIN TEAR JERKER COMMERCIALS WERE THESE NEAR BURN OUT LOSERS WHOM HAVE KNOCKED UP SOME PORE ONE NIGHT STAND FROM HENRY HUDSON'S TELL THEIR SUCCESS STORIES, AND AT SOME POINT DURING THE COMMERCIAL YOU ALWAYS HEAR THE CATCH PHRASE " IF I CAN DO IT, ANY ONE CAN!" IM HERE TO TELL YA FOLKS ...THAT JUST ISN'T TRUE.THE ONLY WAY A NORMAL PERSON COULD EXCELL AT ITT WERE IF THEY WERE FRESH OUT OF COLLEGE LIVING AT HOME WITH MOM AND DADDY WITH NOTHING OTHER TO DO THAN HOME WORK SEVEN DAYS A WEEK. MOST THE TIME THE INSTRUCTORS EXPECT YOU TO ALREADY KNOW WHAT THE HELL THEIR TALKING ABOUT AND IF YOU DON'T AND YOU ASK QUESTIONS THAN THEY ENJOY GRANDSTANDING IN FRONT OF THE CASS TRYING TO MAKE YOU LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER STUDENTS. THEY SAY THEY OFFER "MATH TUTORING" BUT IT'S ONLY AVAILABLE WHEN THE MAJORITY OF THE STUDENTS HERE ARE IN OTHER CLASSES. IVE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT ITT IS A SHAM THEY OVER LOAD THEIR STUDENTS WITH MORE WORK THAN IS REALISTICALLY EXPECTABLE AND THEN BLAME THE STUDENT WHEN THE STUDENT IS UNABLE TO FIND THE TIME BETWEEN THEIR FULL TIME JOB, THEIR FAMILY, OTHER OBLIGATIONS, AND OTHER CLASSES HOME WORK. WHAT REALY FLOORS ME IS WHEN IM LISTENING TO A LECTURE AND THE INSTRUCTOR BARELY EVEN KNOWS WHAT THE HELL THEIR DOING AND MAKES PLAIN EMBOLDEN MISTAKES ON THE DRY ERASE BOARDS , AND THEIR READING THE SHIT OUT OF THE TEACHERS EDITION!!!!
Narritive
When Jake and his little sister grew a bit older his parents decide to move to Oklahoma away from the ugly little violent Texas town they had made home not so very long ago. Jake's Dad had already secured a job as a BMW mechanic at Metric Motors In Edmond and after they arrived his Mom had got a job with the State as a Secretary. The first day I met Jake was in Mrs. Harjo's Art Class. Jake and I Immediately became friends as we both shared the same same sence of humor. After telling me that he and his family had just moved from Texas I remember I really wanted to impress him because I liked him so much that I told him I was from Australia. Ha we still laugh about that today.
Blog #6
i really tried to do this blog ever since it was first assigned to us but honestly i cant write about something i have no clue over i even looked it up on the internet and i truly dont know wat logos pathos and ethos means i am very sorry.
Blog #10
i really dont know anything about politics. i dont even watch the news. i dont even watch tv at all. i dont know anything that is going on in this world which might be bad i dont really have time.
Descriptive
Shortly after my twenty-second birthday I decided to join the United States Army. My father was taken a bit aback by this and i am sure he thought that I would probably be shipped off to Americas freshest hot spot and shot in the line of duty there shortly after. So my dad decided to take me on one last fishing trip to Colorado before I was to become stamped U.S.D.A. prime ground beef. For the rest of my life I will remember our first morning of that fishing trip on the river. Dad and I woke up around 6 am, Dad clicked on the only light bulb in the cabin we were renting and we both went about suiting up for the days activities finally scrunching my cold shivering legs into the even colder full rubber chest waders. Schkrump, shkrump schkrump schkrump... We made our way down to the river fully decked out in our finest fly fishing apparel and each our own Fly fishing hats each adorned with multiple colorful dry flies. As fishing regulations go in Colorado you are not allowed to throw your first cast until sunlight actually hits the water your fishing on. As I stood their in the twilight of the canyon in the first moments of the morning light scanning the waters edge for hatches of insects and most seriously inspecting the patterns of flies I had selected for the morning I suddenly began to notice just a bit of fog beginning to rise off the water , the trees, the grasses, even the rocks. I didn't really pay much attention to the intermittent wisps of fog gathering around and about me but I sure was getting anxious to throw that first cast. My Dad called to me from the bank a little up stream he motioned that he was going to move further upstream as he had spotted a large boulder he had planned to make his command station! I gave him a thumbs up still quite oblivious to my immediate environment only that the water was very cold and it was still a bit blue not quite full day light and I decided to tie on a black Woolly Booger pattern. Standing alone in the middle of a slight white water river up to my calves in water I began to perceive just a hint of warmth on my chin which I realized was Sun light. I finished tying the blood knot off the leader to the eyelet of the woolly booger and swished the Booger around in the water below me as well as my hands to wash off my scent. As I looked up to make my first cast I saw what I may now believe Heaven to look like. The gorge walls in which the river ran through suddenly radiated the richest golden light I have ever witnessed in my life. The wisps of fog I had dismissed earlier had now coalesced into an eerie almost supernatural like presence wrapping it's self around me, the trees, the rocks. It hovered just above the waters surface like a lovers hand stroking it's loved one. The now nearly blinding Golden light refracting from the canyon walls infused the specter's of fog with its warming touch and Instantly the entire canyon seemed to resonate within it's own harmony. That was the best fishing trip ever and only one fish was ever caught by either of us and I caught it. (I let it go, it was tiny).
Blog #9
I am really getting tired of typing so much i didnt do blogs 3-10 and my fingers already hurt. Thats what i get for not doing my work and for not being here at school like a good girl. I really had problems at home everything is getting better now. hopefully next quarter i will do much better than this one. i am very dissapointed in myself i even got dropped from one of my classes. but i will really try to pick myself up.
Blog #8
She knew she was not suppose to go outside and play. she was grounded because she hadnt done her homework. She decided that going outside behind her mothers back for just a little while wouldnt hurt her mother was not going to find out and she really wanted to go. She finally decided to go out there and play with her older sister and the neighbor. well as she held the water gun up high and walked towards her sister she trip over the root of the tallest tree right infront of her house. She cut her knee open and had to be rushed to the hospital. she had 23 stitches and never stopped telling her mother all that day she was truly sorry for not obeying her.
Logos/ Pathos/ Ethos
logos: If you don't vote during the democratic processes you have no right to gripe if things do not go the way you want them to.
Pathos: Please, allow me to do this! I honestly tried as hard as I could but with a 50+ hour a week job as a Fire System Electronics Technician, Logan my three month old son at home and being in school full time and all the home work that comes with my classes I just wasn't able to get it completed.
Ethos: During my 32 years of life during which I've spent 15 years in retail, 4 years in the united states Army, and the past 2 years re-inventing my professional life to work as an electronics technician I can say with much confidence that she is one of the best Instructors I have ever met.
Blog #7
Everyday my alarm goes off at 4:30 i the morning i hit snooze until it turns 4:40 or 4:45 depends on my mood. Then when i finally get up i get in the shower take my sweet time in there then i brush my hair and do my make up then i go to the kitchen and start making me some lunch. Then after that i look for my shoes and the keeys and go to the car sometimes i have to go back inside the house to get my luch bag becuase i always forget it. then after that i go for my girlfriend at about 5:30 am then we are finally headed to work.
Thesis Topic
I'm choosing to do an Informative style thesis paper over the suppression of biomass fuel technologies to the open world market. Title " Americas powerful still hungry for more power, The suppression of biomass fuel technologies.
Blog #5
I had all of my sources but they were left at home. oops, the only one i can remember is google because thats where i found all the others.
Blog #4
I started workin at this one place called IEC well i went through a staffing agency first which is called Remedy. I have never lasted at a job more than a month. i was very happy when i got this job because i was getting paid ok for doing almost nothing but standing all day. As time went by i started meeting new people and getting to know all about the job. its kinda hard at first i am still trying to learn new things. I have learned so much but still have alot to learn. We make airconditioning units for big hotels and motels. There is a huge hotel i believe they are building its called mgm i think or something like that and i cant remember exactly where its at but we are making all there airconditioning units. then there was two jobs that i can remember about that were for Paris Hiltons hotels. I think it kinda sucks that in a way i was working for her. anyway so three months went by and they hired me on they pay me better and i took all these different classes to get certified for electrical. which means i can run test units. my supervisor told me to run test units about three weeks ago, and when the big dogg (vice president) of the company saw me he immediately told me to stop what i was doing because i supposibly didnt have the training to do what i was doing. i felt so embarrassed even though it wasnt my fault. Good thing now nobody can tell me anything if they see me run testing a unit because i am certified.
Blog #10
I honestly was not to pleased with who got elected as the next president. Every picture I saw of him while over where our troops were, he never would even shake there hand's, or give a slight eye contact. I think he is the anti-christ. AND it has nothing to do with the color of his skin.....I think the best candidate for the presidency is a big black women because she will tell you how it is and what need's to be done and have the ball's to get it done!!!
Vent
Ok, I will vent about not having insurance for myself. I have the worst teeth and can barely eat but o'well no insurance so i'm sol. I have problem's going on that i think need to be looked at , but again no insurance can't afford it so SOL. I do thank God my kid's are able to get insurance though.
Blog #3
When i first started trying to think about what to write about, nothing would come up. I started asking people at work and at home what would be a good topic they came up with alot of different ones but still i was never satisfied with any of them. i started looking into the death penalty and i think that was about the only thing i could think of. I did some research on it then changed my mind about it. I chose to write about the dallas cowboys and then changed my mind again. i went back to doing research on the death penalty.
Blog # 7
I will describe having three boy's in one house and the wonderful chaos. Ok, i get up first thing when I walk into the living room, "mom" Jalen's looking at me, no he's bein mean to me, well you was first..... Then I go out to have my cigerette, through the door, MOM he won't stop talking to me.....I feel like GRRR. As the day goes by it lessen's and then get's back to the arguing over the craziest stuff. I love my kid's so much but I need some help from the super nanny I think....
logos,ethos,pathos
Logos- You want to buy a house because you can do anything to it that you want and you don't have to put it back the way it was if you move out.
ethos- A place that you can call your own is alway's the best, because no the landlord doesn't own it YOU do.
Pathos- The best thing to do is try to buy a house because you will be paying towards the payoff of the house not a monthly payment you will never see again, you will be much happier knowing this will be comepletely yours one day.
ethos- A place that you can call your own is alway's the best, because no the landlord doesn't own it YOU do.
Pathos- The best thing to do is try to buy a house because you will be paying towards the payoff of the house not a monthly payment you will never see again, you will be much happier knowing this will be comepletely yours one day.
Blog # 5
I found a few websites for my sources that were very intertesting, all that have something to do with forensics. One is how forensic lab's do there testing, and then anouther is how forensic's came about through a time line. All were very interesting to me.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Blog #3
I hear an annoying sound, it's my alarm clock.
It's 5:30 A.M., too early to be up.
I rush to get to work, where I work with electricity (and get shocked every once in a while).
Lunch couldn't come soon enough,then it's back to work already.
The day is done and I rush to get to school, only tired.
Night falls quickly, the bed feels good.
Then I hear that annoying sound again.
It's 5:30 A.M., too early to be up.
I rush to get to work, where I work with electricity (and get shocked every once in a while).
Lunch couldn't come soon enough,then it's back to work already.
The day is done and I rush to get to school, only tired.
Night falls quickly, the bed feels good.
Then I hear that annoying sound again.
narrative
I saw the saw 5 it was good i wanted to tell the hole to my friend
but anyway the jiggsaw is the killer and he is basically dead
but it shows how he is still killing people and the help he
gets from a cop and the cop find out about it and to stop
them
but anyway the jiggsaw is the killer and he is basically dead
but it shows how he is still killing people and the help he
gets from a cop and the cop find out about it and to stop
them
VENT
why is that people do not know how to drive??? they jump out in front of you and then slow down... hello there is a speed limit for a reason!!!! then i hate it when its raining because they do like 5 mph... LEARN HOW TO DRIVE
descriptive
my is on a feeding pump because he have problems
with reflex but to put him on it you fill the bag
and poor is milk in the bag and set to to a speed
and you have to make sure set the right speed
or it will a big problem
with reflex but to put him on it you fill the bag
and poor is milk in the bag and set to to a speed
and you have to make sure set the right speed
or it will a big problem
#8 narrative
I watched a nature show over a group of macaques, which is a group of smaller monkeys that inhabit areas from northern Africa all the way to Japan. The chronicles their daily life as they band together in as family members, hunting and gather food, and defending their territories from invaders. A unique aspect that the show highlighted was their interaction with different but neighboring species of monkey. While they had different vocal sounds, they would be in groups of up to 7 different species, and were able to communicate to each when danger approached in the form of predators. They had a somewhat heirachial relatioinship, with elders being the higher ranked of the families.
Blog #5 Sources
one of my sources that i might use for my topic is D.A.R.E.COM and also some AA sites on the web to find out some stories and some facts about the usage and the consiquences from drug related abuse, also i might use old news paper or try to find old news articles that are related with drug and alcohol abuse.
politics
Iwill to talk about obama i think he will be a great president
every one is saying that he will not be a good president because he is black.
i think that is dumb is the country base on racist but i they dont understand
its not about that its about saving the country and what we been going throught
every one is saying that he will not be a good president because he is black.
i think that is dumb is the country base on racist but i they dont understand
its not about that its about saving the country and what we been going throught
free writing
The good, the bad, and the ugly. Baby mama's are crazy. One minute its I love you lets be a family, and then the next its you're never seeing your kids.. I mean whats up with that??? Why do females play with guys emotions like that... We love our kids just as much as they do. Then they always wanna get a new man and throw it up in our faces but let us get a new female and they trying to fight them.. Why is it ok for them but wrong for us???? I'm not understanding this..Why is there always some kind of drama with them??? Its like they live for it.... If they don't have it in their day, their day just ain't the same.. What to do? What to do?
I have this friend lets (just for giggles) call her Kay, now Kay has major drama I mean this chick Stalks her man EVERYDAY!!! She gets into everything and leaves messages for all of his "Girl friends" asking if they have done anything. What? So every girl a guy hangs out with he HAS to be doing something with them? They are Called "friends" for a Reason Kay, Because they are JUST FRIENDS!!!
I have this friend lets (just for giggles) call her Kay, now Kay has major drama I mean this chick Stalks her man EVERYDAY!!! She gets into everything and leaves messages for all of his "Girl friends" asking if they have done anything. What? So every girl a guy hangs out with he HAS to be doing something with them? They are Called "friends" for a Reason Kay, Because they are JUST FRIENDS!!!
Blog # 7 Descriptive
i will describe the seen of my job and that place is Rue 21, As soon as you walk through the doors of the store you should notice the scent of the latest fragrance the store has on display and also the atmosphere of R&B music playin in the back round to give it like that club scene, and to your right of the store you have all the teenaged guys and, men latest fashion clothes you see displayed, and to your left you see all the teenaged girls and women's new style fashion clothes displayed with a shoe and boot wall right next to it. with the cash wrap right in the middle of the store.
BLOG# 7
I WAKE UP @4AM GET READY , GO TO WORK TIL 12PM GO TO LUNCH WHEN I CAN THAN GO BACK TO WORK SOMETIME GET OUT @ 5PM GOING TO CLASS BUT SOMETIME I GET CALLED IN WHEN IM IN CLASS GO BACK TO WORK TIL ABOUT 12AM GO HOME GO TO SLEEP THAN START ALL OVER AGAIN.
BLOG# 3
THERE IS NOTHING MUCH TO SAY ABOUT ANY. THERE NOT MUCH ABOUT ME OR ANYTHING THAT HAS TO DO WITH ME. I WOULD PROBLY SAY IM NOT A PEOPLE PERSON PROBLY BECAUSE IM TO QUITE.
#6 Logos/Pathos/Ethos
Logos
Having insurance on your vehicle shouldn't be an afterthought. Aside from being required by law, it can in your best interest to be fully insured if an automobile accident occurs, with or without injury and considerable damage. Not having insurance can result in negative legal consequences, from both local authorities and the other parties involved in the wreck.
Pathos
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Ethos
Candidate X is running for public office, and has 30 years experience in solving the community's problems. Based on his job history, he is the most qualified for office.
Having insurance on your vehicle shouldn't be an afterthought. Aside from being required by law, it can in your best interest to be fully insured if an automobile accident occurs, with or without injury and considerable damage. Not having insurance can result in negative legal consequences, from both local authorities and the other parties involved in the wreck.
Pathos
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Ethos
Candidate X is running for public office, and has 30 years experience in solving the community's problems. Based on his job history, he is the most qualified for office.
blog #10
Honestly, I really didn't care who won the election. I just wanted whoever won, to "fix up" this country so that the majority of The People were satisfied. I am however, happy that Obama won because we got to experience History in the Making! When I went to vote, they said that I was not registered in that county and I would have to go all the way to Lawton if I wanted to vote!
VENT
So yea im pretty much tired from working everyday for the past month or so lol i've just been workin plus i'm going to carbondale illinois this weekend, I'm not even ready for the drive. Another thing is while im trying to leave state i dont have any clue who is going to watch after my dogs while im gone, i know there are pet resorts and stuff like that to take care of your pets but they asking for to much, and i would be payin more on this trip just tryin to get my dogs a place to stay over the weekend while im gone. i dont know wut to do lol no but really i dont lol.
blog #10
I think they were both good in the own way, but there are things i did not like about them and what they said or wanted to do.
poli-tics
are boring. I dont care about them i have NO interest in politics, i did not vote im not even registered to vote. People say if you dont vote its a vote for the other guy, well if i dont care who wins i dont see why my no vote matters. Its not like the next president is actualy gonna make BIG changes and our country is gonna be soooo much better.
I'll just live my life right now and let all the other people get overly worked up about the "poli-tics" in life.
:)
I'll just live my life right now and let all the other people get overly worked up about the "poli-tics" in life.
:)
Vent
im tired of skool
im tired of work
im tired of my dog ( anyone want a blue heeler??? )
im tired of my car making a squeeky noise everytime i turn the steering wheel
im tired of not seeing a dime out of my pay checks :(
and on top of it all winter is coming up, i hate the cold :(
im tired of work
im tired of my dog ( anyone want a blue heeler??? )
im tired of my car making a squeeky noise everytime i turn the steering wheel
im tired of not seeing a dime out of my pay checks :(
and on top of it all winter is coming up, i hate the cold :(
my topic
My topic for my final paper isss.............................................
techniques on how to relieve stress!
techniques on how to relieve stress!
blog #9 "venting"
It has been very hectic lately! I have been trying to find an airline that isn't too expensive so that I can fly back home to California for Thanksgiving. What really sucks is that the airline I used to take, (Express Jet) used to only cost $250 round trip. Well, they temporarily shut down and when they opened back up, they "upgraded" and are now trying to hang with the "Big Boys!" It now cost $550 to fly to the same location. The worst thing is that I have a class on Monday that really sucks! Just Kidding!
A Heretics Tell (narrative poem)
A fire burns across a noble land
From ancient forest to the desert sand
All the land was consumed by fire
As the people lost all hope and desire
Why has the gods done this so?
As their tears ran like the rivers flow
All hope was dead and faded away
As a child was born on that unforgive day
A child was given life
Sadly raised under the warrior’s knife
The darkness and pain he saw it all
As he watch as people fall
Such pain and death he became cold
As he heard of legends the ancients told
A man would come and save the realm
As the blood of the fallen reaches from pad to helm
The child would try and be the hero at last
As the decreed from the past
Grown the warrior left his home
To travel aboard and always roam
To be a god he will try
Being mortal, he will die
Fighting the deities his path was set
Only in the end his goal wasn’t met
Death now is what he knew
From defeat to victory all but a few
Heretics fall and lay to waste
In the end victory he would taste
After his death all was well
The hero changed the laid from Hell
Only in death he was right
The defeat on him had won the fight
The land grew and became once again
From the martyr of on an, forgive was his sin.
From ancient forest to the desert sand
All the land was consumed by fire
As the people lost all hope and desire
Why has the gods done this so?
As their tears ran like the rivers flow
All hope was dead and faded away
As a child was born on that unforgive day
A child was given life
Sadly raised under the warrior’s knife
The darkness and pain he saw it all
As he watch as people fall
Such pain and death he became cold
As he heard of legends the ancients told
A man would come and save the realm
As the blood of the fallen reaches from pad to helm
The child would try and be the hero at last
As the decreed from the past
Grown the warrior left his home
To travel aboard and always roam
To be a god he will try
Being mortal, he will die
Fighting the deities his path was set
Only in the end his goal wasn’t met
Death now is what he knew
From defeat to victory all but a few
Heretics fall and lay to waste
In the end victory he would taste
After his death all was well
The hero changed the laid from Hell
Only in death he was right
The defeat on him had won the fight
The land grew and became once again
From the martyr of on an, forgive was his sin.
politics
I was not very happy about the election because i don't think that anyone should be for abortion. And he is there is to many people that cant have kids.
freewrite
So I had to get up at 6am today for work and by the time I was actualy at work and started to unpack boxes I was singing Mary Poppins a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down. I have NO idea why but it drove me nuts! About an hour later it finaly left my head, then I had some rediculous rap song in my head one that I realy dont like but at the moment I cant even think of the lyrics or beat, thank god.
politics
I dont really know much about all this politics, but I think it would probaly be fun or what not to learn about. Even though I didnt vote. I am glad that we got a new president and am hoping for the best for everyone. Hope the new president does very well and keep things on track. Finally after all these long years. There is a new president that actually made the making in our history
Politics
okay lets just get over the fact that our president is Barack Obama and i must say its great that he is our president. Also one thing i dont get is why everyone that i talk to say he wont live to do his full term, like really come on do u think that we really dont have tight-lock security these days, or really not enough technology and equipment to protect our president, like really think about the so call president we have now why hasn't he got shot yet if our security is so non-protectant, like im pretty sure he has screwed up big time in office and alot of people are upset with him but i haven't seen anybody brave enough to take action cause security is so up on their game, so why would people try to take something from someone just because that person is trying to better his country and get it running back the way it was before the screw up came to office? It just doesn't making sense to me, but thats just me .
i got jokes :D
Q: Why is it so hard to replace Vanna White?
A: They can't find another blonde who knows the whole alphabet.
A flight attendant was stationed at the departure gate to check tickets. As a man approached, she extended her hand for the ticket and he opened his trench coat and flashed her. Without missing a beat she said, "Sir, I need to see your ticket not your stub."
A: They can't find another blonde who knows the whole alphabet.
A flight attendant was stationed at the departure gate to check tickets. As a man approached, she extended her hand for the ticket and he opened his trench coat and flashed her. Without missing a beat she said, "Sir, I need to see your ticket not your stub."
Vent
well i guess i have a lot to vent since i am pregnant. My job is making me mad and they are getting on my nerves. Same with my boyfriend he thinks he is right about everything. And it has to be done his way.
Election
I was very excited about this presidency. I had never voted before and this was going to be one from the records. I was happy to see a change. I am in anticpation to see whats yet to become of the new president elect. I believe he was a good candiate and he will to our contry good and make us proud.
Descriptive
I'll describe going into work. As soon as I walk in through the front door I can smell a fresh pot of coffee brewing for the new day. The smell of sawdust still in the air from yesterday. I can hear the blowers starting up and all the air starting to rush through the shop. As I pass through the shop door I can see all the settled dust on the machines and I know that I will have to blow them off again before I can start. I can see many carts of cabinet doors that I have done the days before; some finished and some just waiting to be strapped up and packaged. Once my machine is on it's time to start and I look up at the clock and just wait for four o clock to come.
Descriptive
When i walked into star bucks the refreshing aroma of coffee and mocha filled the crisp morning air. I ordered a sweet hot cocoa and a blueberry muffin. I bit into the soft, moist muffin and washed it down with the soothing, warm cocoa.
narrative
The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache or the headaches I get from reading in bad light-- a kind of measles of the spirit, a mumps of the psyche, a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul. You tell me it is too early to be looking back, but that is because you have forgotten the perfect simplicity of being one and the beautiful complexity introduced by two. But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit. At four I was an Arabian wizard. I could make myself invisible by drinking a glass of milk a certain way. At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince. But now I am mostly at the window watching the late afternoon light. Back then it never fell so solemnly against the side of my tree house, and my bicycle never leaned against the garage as it does today, all the dark blue speed drained out of it. This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself, as I walk through the universe in my sneakers. It is time to say good-bye to my imaginary friends, time to turn the first big number. It seems only yesterday I used to believe there was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I could shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed.
The election
I don't vote, and wasn't too surprised with the results from the election. American has spoken and chose who they wanted to run this country. Basically, they only have 2 choices, which no matter how other political parties camaign the republican and democrat will be the only ones to make it to the white house. I'm not to political, and don't really feel this new president elect will effect me directly in anyway.
#9 Vent
I don't have much to vent about, as much as things get on my nerves I don't allow it to bother me. I honestly feel that if I am in a bad mood I should do myself and everyone around me a favor and keep my opinions to myself. Most of the time if I'm in a bind or swamped with something it is usually my own fault, an no one else's.
#7 Descriptive
For this blog I'll describe going to a restraunt. One of my favorite places to go is Pearl's Fish House. As soon as you enter you'll notice the ornaments gracing the walls as well as posters depicting New Orleans of the past. They have cajun-overtoned music playing the in background while you sit in some of the cushioned seats. The kitchen is directly behind the counter, so of course you can smell either the seafood or whatever it is that you ordered.
#5 Sources
One source I am going with is 100 Questions and Answers on Parkinson's disease written by Abraham Lieberman, MD, and another source I am going with is Parkinson's Disease written by William J. Weiner, Md. I think that they will be some reliable sources, being written by two doctors with 30 years experience in the field of medicine.
The Election
Well really don't have a side I was going for. Only hope that whoever won would really change things this time. Every time it's the same thing. Each candidate will promise to do this or that and never come through.
Didn't see anything different this time either. Both said how they would change things and both bashing each other on TV. Obama has a lot ahead of him. I would just hope he could make a difference. That is how I see it.
Didn't see anything different this time either. Both said how they would change things and both bashing each other on TV. Obama has a lot ahead of him. I would just hope he could make a difference. That is how I see it.
Polotics
I really hate talking about this stuff because well I am right and everyone else is wrong in my point of view. For one I didn't like either one of the candidates. They were both pretty much Douche Bags. I would rather have beat my face in with a brick than listen to their debates. It was pretty much a vote for the lesser of two evils. Regardless of how I feel Obama won and he is going to be our new president. Yes we will probably end up with the vice president as our president because there are way to many racist rednecks in this country to let Obama stay in office his full 4 years. But the way I really look at it is that Corporate America is still in charge. It isn't even the president that is really making all the decisions. It is the corporations such as Haliburton and a few other huge companies owned by people in Washington that are making the laws and regulations anyways. If you don't agree with me thats fine I really don't care you can't whoop me anyways.
Random Thought of The Day
When I drink a lot I tend to black out and forget everything so I've decided to go to this support group for people with the same problem. Our first meeting was last night. I wonder how it went.
Random Thought of The Day
When I drink a lot I tend to black out and forget everything so I've decided to go to this support group for people with the same problem. Our first meeting was last night. I wonder how it went.
election 2008
obama won, umm yea i voted for him and that was a painful choice. i am a moderate, to be honest i didnt want to vote for anyone, but ppl told to vote and i did. i chose him not on politics and view point but knowing oklahoma would goto mc cain i choose obama. now the thing i wish could happen was bob barr or nader. i mean realy the person i liked was barr but oklahoma dont let 3rd parties on the ballot. that's bs. but i dont think a 3rd party persident will be elected anytime soon. let america have on 1st before having another
Vent
ok here is my vent blog. my comp has been done for a week so these are late blogs i dont care. ok first off my paper is getting done but omfg i hate scientology even more then i did before. the group is a cult in my opinion and they got the narrator from modern marvels to do their videos omg wtf. i mean wow they suck. another thing is work. i am sick of dealing weith fucking retarded peopl who gets lost trying to find the restroom when it is in front of them. i mean before working were i workl i hated mankind. since then i wish we were gone. adding to that i am taking care of my mom who is handicaped and hurt. fun.... real f-ing fun!. i know bitches doesnt help but i need a vaction or something to calm me down i mean i'm 20 years old and bout to go crazy. on good news i saw eagle eye it was good but could have been better.
j.callaway's take on politics
Like the "vampire" political blog, I was apprehensive about writing about politics. However, some of his or her comments have caused me to respond. First of all politics did not suddenly become a popularity contest. It has been since the begginning of the nation. That is why it is called the "popular vote". Secondly, if they told you about the things they are going to do that you won't like, you won't elect/re-elect them. I don't think they care whether or not your lubed up or not.
Anyways. I have something else on my mind. Mcain won our state by a lot. It's was kind of disheartening. Everyone I asked said that they were voting for Obama. Who are all these people that voted for Mcain? I guess everyone I asked is a slacker and did not vote. This is sad because it means that they are still letting all the old people in the state make their polling decisions. Some of these people should't even be allowed to drive, let alone vote. Wake up and vote please.
Anyways. I have something else on my mind. Mcain won our state by a lot. It's was kind of disheartening. Everyone I asked said that they were voting for Obama. Who are all these people that voted for Mcain? I guess everyone I asked is a slacker and did not vote. This is sad because it means that they are still letting all the old people in the state make their polling decisions. Some of these people should't even be allowed to drive, let alone vote. Wake up and vote please.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Polotics Vampire style
And it is not really going to be vampire style. Just said that to get peoples attention. Anyway; when Jera first gave out this assignment I will admit to being reluctant to talk about politics, after all if you don't want to talk about why you approve, or disapprove a certain candidate, view or how you are going to/did vote what is there to talk about. Well I have been giving it some thought and here they are.
First of all when did running for office become a popularity contest? Was it when the TV made it possible to address several million people at once? What ever happened to the accountability the our elected officials used to be held to? Did that stop when only lawyers and politicians became the only ones to run for office? Yes we live in a free country where anyone can vote for whom they like. So what if there is actually no one worth voting for 99% of the time. Yes I know politicians are people too and will mess up. However' I just wish that so many of them would stop telling us lies and tell us they are about to put it to us so we could use some Vaseline.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Narrative By The Great One
Smack!
My sister's chubby fist hit me in the face, right above my eye. I drew back, hurt but unfazed. She already had a handful of my hair in her fists. Her fingers looked hungry for more.
"You fat shit! You're a great big fatso! And mom hates you!" Then she kicked me in my stomach and I fell down, gasping for air. Her hands liberated a few more follicles from the back of my head.
I had neither said nor done anything to her. I knew why she had done it. She wanted to test my Grandfather. It was the first time he had ever watched us. She had wanted to know if he would stop it. She was pushing limits.
Looking my Grandfather in his cold, icy blue eyes, my sister spit on me, pushed me down with her foot, and then ran upstairs to her room laughing and insulting me all the way up. I began to cry. My Grandfather sat and watched me.
It wasn't the pain that made me cry. I had been hit many times before, and had since gotten used to it. It was that my Grandfather had sat there and done nothing. I had expected more from him. Scalp bleeding, my nose covered in snot, I eventually collected myself and stood up. I had long ago learned to stop complaining. Nobody ever gave a shit.
My Grandfather stood at the kitchen counter, a towel folded over his shoulder turning on a few burners. I walked by him with my head down. His hand on my chest stopped me.
"She does that to you a lot, doesn't she?" There was no sympathy in my Grandfather's voice. He had never been sympathetic to anybody in his entire life. I guess having a mother who is literally a witch will do that to you. I didn't say anything.
"Well, boy? Answer me. How often does she hit you?"
I rubbed the snot from underneath my nose with the cuff of my sleeve and mumbled. He nodded and patted me on the back.
"You're bigger than she is now. You know that, right?" I nodded. "Your parents won't let you fight back will they?" I nodded again.
My Grandfather was a very frightening man. On most days his face had a slight glower to it, but when enraged, his eyes looked like they had been chiseled out of the heart of a thundercloud. Standing even a few feet away from him, I could almost feel the force of his anger radiating away from his body. He turned back to the stove. The burner could never have hoped to be as hot as the blood in his veins. "I'm going to be making some omelets, kiddo. I'll be occupied for about fifteen minutes. Don't want to ruin them, you see. I suppose I might let anything go by unnoticed. Hell, I'm old Brandon. Who's to say I could hear someone yelling in this house?"
Even at that age I could understand what he was saying. "What about my parents?"
His voice as cold as the grave, and as hard as tombstone marble, my Grandfather replied: "Just you let me worry about your parents." I have never been so glad that I was not my parents.
As though in a dream, I made my way upstairs. I was floating. I was neither euphoric nor sad. I was simply too shocked to feel anything at all. I was going to beat the shit out of my sister.
I pushed her door open without knocking. I felt like a soldier in an invading army. I was not in my own territory. I was in the lair of the beast. It was kill or be killed.
"What the fuck do you want, Brandon?" Her mouth was surrounded by melted chocolate. She had stolen the chocolate bar my Grandfather had bought for me. She had already eaten her own.
I looked at her from the doorway, my shadow growing longer.
She snorted in disgust, and began to lick her fingers. Her fat stomach pressed against the prison of her clothes.
All at once I found myself screaming. It was an inarticulate howl of repressed rage. My sister turned to face me, one of her fingers trailing lazily at the corner of her mouth.
I rushed.
I pounced.
I flew on top of her and hit her in the face with all of my might. We were like two cats convulsing under the force of an electric current. Eventually I positioned myself on top of her with my hand held around her throat. She looked up at me full of fear, her nose bleeding for the first time ever by my hand. I hit her sharply, with all my weight, across her jaw.
She blacked out.
I got off of her and quietly straightened my hair. My knees were shaking.
As I walked downstairs I put my hand to my ear and it came back red with blood. My whole body felt tight and hot. I was going to be a mass of bruises in the days to come. Finally, I made my way into the kitchen. A stool found its way under my ass and I sat down.
Putting a plate in front of me, my Grandfather said nothing as he finished my omelet and slid it out of the pan.
"She still alive up there, kiddo?" Squirting a bottle of ketchup on my breakfast I nodded. My Grandfather patted me on the back so hard I winced. "I'm betting she leaves you alone for a long time after this."
He was right. She never touched me again.
Random Thought of The Day
I say if people can get plastic surgery so that they have Angelina Jolie's lips or Johnny Depp's cheek bones, then I can get Lassie's tail. I might run into a problem of people always wanting to follow me and i'd go crazy and be like "Listen fuck it's just Lassie's tail, there's no trouble down at the old mill, there is no old mill anymore it's a fucking walmart." Plus it'd be hard for me to fake it that i give a shit that some kid is stuck in a well and that i'm supposed to save his ass. I'd be like "Here kid catch here's a bag of chips and a blanket i'm off to the bar."
Vent
I'm getting ready for winter. I hate winter. It sucks. If I had the option of being sodomized by a live piranha or have winter you would have shitty bloody fish on your hands. To me winter is gods way of getting back at us for all the bad things that we do in the summer. For all those times that you go for a naked stroll through the playgrounds. For all those times that you get drunk in the park and wake up under someones balcony with some albino chick with one arm. For all those times that intentionally fart on a hot packed bus and blame it on the blind old lady with a diabetic seeing eye dog. For all those times that you eat grapes at the supermarket without paying for them and then pretend that you are choking just to get the attention of the big breasted chick holding a banana. For all those times that contribute to the lovely piss aroma that emanates from down town alley ways. For all those times that you try to pick up a Jehovah Witness by offering them lemonade and LSD. Do I hate winter. My odds of dying increase dramatically in the winter. Do you know the distance from home to the bar. There is no stopping to take a nap on someones lawn. And lets not mention the ice. I fall down as it is in the summer. Add ice to the mixture and i'm like a old lady with a new hip made of steak getting chased by a pit bull.
Random Thought of The Day
Sometimes when you get caught doing something bad you just have to smile and accept it. Not everyone has an appreciation for getting 3 bodies in a 55 gallon drum.
Random Thought of The Day
Sometimes when you get caught doing something bad you just have to smile and accept it. Not everyone has an appreciation for getting 3 bodies in a 55 gallon drum.
Vent
Tried to vent earlier but wouldn't let me post, so I am going to make to sweet and straight to the point. I have had a long day today and its not over yet. I still have class tonight to get through and have to hit work right after. I just can't wait to see my bed again. It seems so far away.
No public transportation
It seems like traffic is getting really haeavy lately. It seems like in today's world of horrible gas prices we should do something about it. There are no sidewalks in the city and public transportation here is joke. I read about it all the time in the Oklahoma Gazzette so I know I'm not alone. We have one of the worst income to statetax ratios in the nation. Where is the money going? When will Oklahoma City join the rest of the major cities in the 21 century?
vent
English class is really not my best subject every even though I try really hard to pay attention in class, but still I can't really understand it. English was always one of the hard class for me to take even back in high school. The though part about the class is either the writing report papers or research papers. They just really take me a few days to actually develope. I'm just one of those people that takes awhile to get all the information gathered and start writing. On top of all that I hope I do great and pass this class with a satisfied grade.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
pothos, logos, and ethos
Logos
Let us begin with a simple proposition: What democracy requires is public debate, not information. Of course it needs information too, but the kind of information it needs can be generated only by vigorous popular debate. We do not know what we need to know until we ask the right questions, and we can identify the right questions only by subjecting our ideas about the world to the test of public controversy. Information, usually seen as the precondition of debate, is beter understood as its by product. When we get into arguments that focus and fully engage our attention, we become avid seekers of relevant information. Otherwise, we take in information passively--if we take it in at all.
Christopher Lasch, "The Lost Art of Political Argument"
Ethos
My Dear Fellow Clergymen:
While confined here in Birmingham city jail, I came across your recent statement calling my present activities "unwise and untimely."...Since I feel that you are men of genuine good will and that your criticisms are sincerely set forth, I want to try to answer your statement in what I hope will be patient and reasonable in terms.
I think I should indicate why I am here in Birmingham, since you have been influenced by the view which argues against "outsiders coming in."...I, along with several members of my staff, am here because I was invited here. I am here because I have organizational ties here.
But more basically, I am in Birmingham because injustice is here. Just as the prophets of the eighth century B.C. left their villages and carried their "thus saith the Lord" far beyond the boundaries of their home towns, and just as the Apostle Paul left his village of Tarsus and carried the gospel of Jesus Christ to the far corners of the Greco-Roman world, so am I compelled to carry the gospel of freedom beyond my own home town. Like Paul, I must constantly respond to the Macedonian call for aid.
Martin Luther King, Jr. "Letter from Birmingham Jail"
Pathos
For me, commentary on war zones at home and abroad begins and ends with personal reflections. A few years ago, while watching the news in Chicago, a local news story made a personal connection with me. The report concerned a teenager who had been shot because he had angered a group of his male peers. This act of violence caused me to recapture a memory from my own adolescence because of an instructive parallel in my own life with this boy who had been shot. When I was a teenager some thirty-five years ago in the New York metropolitan area, I wrote a regular column for my high school newspaper. One week, I wrote a colunm in which I made fun of the fraternities in my high school. As a result, I elicited the anger of some of the most aggressive teenagers in my high school. A couple of nights later, a car pulled up in front of my house, and the angry teenagers in the car dumped garbage on the lawn of my house as an act of revenge and intimidation.
James Garbarino "Children in a Violent World: A Metaphysical Perspective"
narrative
As the boy stepped up to the plate he knew it was up to him to save the game. With the score tied 5 to 5 with bases loaded it all rested on him to get this hit. With a runner on third and 2 outs he knew this was his moment. He positioned himself inside the box and raised the bat behind him. He stared at the pitcher. The pitcher went into his movements and brought a fastball towards the plate. The boy felt that the ball coming towards him was the ball he had to hit. As he swung the bat he said to it silently please hit it. The bat connected with the ball and sent it between third and second base. the runner at third darted home as the boy ran to first. The boy watched as the ball landed in the outfield a little before the wall and saw the outfielder grabbing for it. The boy couldn't help but watch as the ball was thrown towards home plate and the runner running home. It seemed as if both ball and runner were going to meet at the same time at home. The runner slid and the catcher jumped for the ball. The boy could not see through the dust but could only hear the umpire yelling safe!.
vent
I've never really been that great in English class. Always been my worst subject I think. This research paper is probably the biggest English assignment I've had to do. Just hard to find all the information that I need to make a good paper.
Try really paying attention but nothing really sticks. Hopefully I can get this work done and at least pass the class. Hope everyone is doing better.
Try really paying attention but nothing really sticks. Hopefully I can get this work done and at least pass the class. Hope everyone is doing better.
Vent
Ok here goes. we were told to vent soooo......First of all we need to know what audience we are venting to. Nest we need to know what tone to vent in. Next we must brainstorm on venting, and do that a few times. Then the research on the best resources for venting. Then to do an outline for the venting. Next the rough draft, then the peer review, then the 2nd draft and finally the Venting. You know I don't think I want to vent.
Enjoy the laugh people. we all need it.
practise
As the day began for me to go to football practise. There I was practising in the early moring. When we were doing our reciever drills. I went out to run a route and as I was doing that. I tried to catch a really low ball and when that happened I heard a loud pop. Then I fell on the ground and as I was getting back up there it was. I look at my hands and I was shocked at what I have seen what happen to my hand. When I looked at my pinkie all I saw was that my bone was sticking out of my skin and it was just hanging on the skin and wobbling. So I hurried up and ran to my coach and asked that something doesnt really look right and he told me that that finger doesnt look right either.
So as I was back sitting on the ground. He told a couple guys to go call that ambulance. As I was waiting for them to come. I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. Finally I heard a few sirens going off and my coach told me. "Do you hear that?" There comin for ya kid. Matter of fact there was more than two ambulance that showed up, because he told two people to call and they decided to both call. Finally they came and got me and took me to the hospital to get everything fixed.
So as I was back sitting on the ground. He told a couple guys to go call that ambulance. As I was waiting for them to come. I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. Finally I heard a few sirens going off and my coach told me. "Do you hear that?" There comin for ya kid. Matter of fact there was more than two ambulance that showed up, because he told two people to call and they decided to both call. Finally they came and got me and took me to the hospital to get everything fixed.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Narrative
As Airborne school drew closer to its end, the anticipation of jumping out of an actual airplane was eating the soldier alive. Although he was tired of having to run everywhere he went in order to build up his leg muscles, he still wished that the training would last forever. He knew that in order to graduate, he must successfully complete 5 airborne jumps. The first jump was with no equipment. The next three would be with equipment, and the final jump would be at night with all of his equipment.
The time was now! He knew there was no turning back. At 1200 feet in the air, it was a little too late to say "Sorry Sir, but I'm just not feelin' this whole jumping out of a plane thing!" His mother used to tell him that he was crazy and she didn't see why any normal person would want to jump out of a perfectly good airplane.
His knees trembled as he shuffled toward the rear of the plane. The light turned from red to green. One by one he watched as the soldiers in front of him took thier "leap of faith". As the soldier flew out the door, he realized something was terribly wrong. The first jump isn't supposed to be a night jump, he thought to himself. The young soldier's eyes were closed!
The time was now! He knew there was no turning back. At 1200 feet in the air, it was a little too late to say "Sorry Sir, but I'm just not feelin' this whole jumping out of a plane thing!" His mother used to tell him that he was crazy and she didn't see why any normal person would want to jump out of a perfectly good airplane.
His knees trembled as he shuffled toward the rear of the plane. The light turned from red to green. One by one he watched as the soldiers in front of him took thier "leap of faith". As the soldier flew out the door, he realized something was terribly wrong. The first jump isn't supposed to be a night jump, he thought to himself. The young soldier's eyes were closed!
Narrative
My son is the joy of my life. He is very full of life but it has not always been so great. We had a difficult time getting him brought into this world. When I was seven months pregnant I went into the doctor for a routine check up and my blood pressure was so high they told me that they would have to take my son early. I was in the hospital for 3 days waiting for my pressure to go down. It never did so on the fourth day i prepared for surgery. My son would be born two months early and may have complication for the rest of his life they told me. The operation went well my son was born and weight 2lbs. 12oz 14in long. He remain in ICU for a month and a day. When he was released he had to be feed 2oz of milk every three hours. They said he might be behind mentally. He is now 3 years old going on 23. I don't even think i was this smart when i was his age. He has grown so much since then and has never been behind. He is defiantly a gift sent from heaven.
J.callaway's narrative blog
I wake up and enthusiastically jump out of bed. I half-walk, half-jog to my computer in the cluttered dining room. In my haste I trip over a greasy brown pizza box on the floor and plop down in my cushy blue chair.
As I open my laptop I can barely contain my excitement enough to wait for the correct application to begin running. There are lineups to pore over and injury reports to inspect. There are weather conditions, game time statistics, and trade offers to consider. I must win this week or my playoff future is in jeopardy and I may not be able to financially justify my moves. It is Sunday morning an I am the owner and coach of an N.F.L. franchise.
As I open my laptop I can barely contain my excitement enough to wait for the correct application to begin running. There are lineups to pore over and injury reports to inspect. There are weather conditions, game time statistics, and trade offers to consider. I must win this week or my playoff future is in jeopardy and I may not be able to financially justify my moves. It is Sunday morning an I am the owner and coach of an N.F.L. franchise.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
The Hunt
As I lay in the deep prickly grass, with the night as quiet as 
a baby mouse, I can see something in the distance moving slowly. I wonder what it is, could it be a rabbit, a snake, a tiny doe? I try so hard not to make a sound, I can feel my heart beating faster and faster, I wonder can this thing hear it pounding uncontrollably. As I lay there on the hard unforgiving shards of bone dry grass, I can feel something driving into my thigh. I can't move, if I do than I may never find out what I have found trying to be as sneaky as me.
As time goes on in this misery, I finally see my chance to pounce!! It's eye's that had been glowing my way like a freight train in the distance have turned. I make my move as fast as a bullet, it doesn't have a chance. After being in aww of myself for such a perfect catch, I look down to see what my prize this evening will be. To my very unbiased eye's I see a something that looks like spikes. I feel so much pain, what did I do. As I look to see why I feel like I have been shot with thousands of needle's, my prey takes this chance and run's like he may never again. After feeling like a failure, I one by one pull the sharp long spikes from my body. I will have to plan this better if I want to succeed in my future. The hunt continues.......
Narrative A Hunt continued…
After hearing her shrill scream I stop and ponder the ramifications of just leaving her there unattended in such a state, after all wasn’t part of the circumstances she was now in due to me? I turn and start back to where I had left her, as well as the drained scumbag. I hesitate a moment at the edge of the clearing, just out of human sight. I see that she has crawled a small distance from where she was assaulted, as well as away from his corpse, where it looks like she has collapsed again. Making up my mind I first tentatively reach out with my mind to make sure that she is unconscious. I make sure that she will not awaken easily.
I move like the wind and swiftly and as silent as death can be scoop up this young lady. I gently cradle her in my arms as I swiftly fly to my lair. I enter and lay her upon a comfortable couch in my front hall. I then make sure that the doors and windows are properly locked and sealed before returning to her, by way of the kitchen; where I grab a glass of water, a wet cloth, as well as a glass of blood wine. I make sure that the water is on the table beside the couch and gently start cleansing her face with the cloth while relaxing my hold upon her consciousness.
She slowly comes around blinking a few times in the subtle lighting. ‘Where am I?’ she asks. ‘Well milady you are in my home.’ I reply which causes her to focus her eyes upon my face. ‘You’re the one that killed the guy who attacked me; Aren’t you?’ she exclaims in a strengthening voice, as she suddenly tries to sit up. I then realize that she was not as out of it as I thought when I was playing with that scum. I am also rather relieved when she lies back as in relief saying ‘Thank you for doing that though you shouldn’t of. Now the police will be after you. Why didn’t you just subdue him instead of killing him?’
I ponder all this has I sit there on the edge of the couch. I take a drink of my blood wine then assist her with a drink of the water I had brought her. ‘You didn’t ask why I returned and took you away from the scene. After all if I had left you there in your condition they would have possibly thought you killed that scum.’ She thinks over that reply and states the obvious ‘Yeah they could have been that stupid. After all if I had that type of strength do you think he would have done to me what he did?’ as she start to well up with tears. ‘I mean I’m no vampire like you.’ She states out of the blue. I really take a moment to probe her thoughts then and realize that she has been watching me for a few years. She knows more about me then any other mortal and never told anyone about me. I also realize that this young lady is in love with me, and was in that park to find me. Now I know why I went back for her; I felt her call me with her heart.
I move like the wind and swiftly and as silent as death can be scoop up this young lady. I gently cradle her in my arms as I swiftly fly to my lair. I enter and lay her upon a comfortable couch in my front hall. I then make sure that the doors and windows are properly locked and sealed before returning to her, by way of the kitchen; where I grab a glass of water, a wet cloth, as well as a glass of blood wine. I make sure that the water is on the table beside the couch and gently start cleansing her face with the cloth while relaxing my hold upon her consciousness.
She slowly comes around blinking a few times in the subtle lighting. ‘Where am I?’ she asks. ‘Well milady you are in my home.’ I reply which causes her to focus her eyes upon my face. ‘You’re the one that killed the guy who attacked me; Aren’t you?’ she exclaims in a strengthening voice, as she suddenly tries to sit up. I then realize that she was not as out of it as I thought when I was playing with that scum. I am also rather relieved when she lies back as in relief saying ‘Thank you for doing that though you shouldn’t of. Now the police will be after you. Why didn’t you just subdue him instead of killing him?’
I ponder all this has I sit there on the edge of the couch. I take a drink of my blood wine then assist her with a drink of the water I had brought her. ‘You didn’t ask why I returned and took you away from the scene. After all if I had left you there in your condition they would have possibly thought you killed that scum.’ She thinks over that reply and states the obvious ‘Yeah they could have been that stupid. After all if I had that type of strength do you think he would have done to me what he did?’ as she start to well up with tears. ‘I mean I’m no vampire like you.’ She states out of the blue. I really take a moment to probe her thoughts then and realize that she has been watching me for a few years. She knows more about me then any other mortal and never told anyone about me. I also realize that this young lady is in love with me, and was in that park to find me. Now I know why I went back for her; I felt her call me with her heart.
Monday, October 20, 2008
3 types evidence
BOOKS
The forensic science of C.S.I
By Katherine Ramsland
Forensic for dummies
By D.P Lyle, MD
Science 101 forensics
By Edward Ricciuit
The forensic science of C.S.I
By Katherine Ramsland
Forensic for dummies
By D.P Lyle, MD
Science 101 forensics
By Edward Ricciuit
sources
these helped me a lot:
Article: Crime scene reconstruction as the basis of behavioral evidence analysis.
Article: Shooting reconstruction versus shooting reenactment.
These are really good articles
Article: Crime scene reconstruction as the basis of behavioral evidence analysis.
Article: Shooting reconstruction versus shooting reenactment.
These are really good articles
wwwweeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!
One of my favorite places to go in the summer is Cedar Point. Its 'America's Rollercoast". Having the BIGGEST and FASTEST rollercoasters in the world! Actualy they are called 'stratracoasters' cause of the whole biggest fastested thing. Anyways, the best ride to get on is Top Thrill Dragster this sucker shoots from 0 to 120mph in like...1 second literaly, launching you 420 feet straight up into the air, it so insane! Then you curve over a lil hill at the top and your then facing the ground and there is this whole g4 or g5 feeling i forget the right one but its the feeling of weightlessness and its kinda freaky since your soooo high up and you just have a lil lap bar on your waist. Then you fall straight back down at 120mph! When it finaly stops (giving you a lil whiplash) its realy funny to look around at everyone else cuz their hair is all still whisped back like the wind was still roaring through it haha. Cant wait for next summer to ride it some more!!
Descriptive Writing
I was out riding my bike the other day and it felt like somebody moved the sun right in my path. It was so bright I could barely open my eyes to see which is not safe.
I went by my parents house yesterday and when I walked through the door this sweet smell hit me. She was cooking peach cobbler and it smelled delicious.
My brother woke me up yesterday and about gave me a heart attack. He has this roaring voice that just shakes the whole house.
I have these favorite sheets I like putting on my bed. they are silky and smooth and feel so comfortable.
When i tasted that peach cobbler and my parents house it was indescribable. Just let me tell you it tasted like a piece of heaven. It was so warm and sweet. Heaven on earth.
I went by my parents house yesterday and when I walked through the door this sweet smell hit me. She was cooking peach cobbler and it smelled delicious.
My brother woke me up yesterday and about gave me a heart attack. He has this roaring voice that just shakes the whole house.
I have these favorite sheets I like putting on my bed. they are silky and smooth and feel so comfortable.
When i tasted that peach cobbler and my parents house it was indescribable. Just let me tell you it tasted like a piece of heaven. It was so warm and sweet. Heaven on earth.
"Sense"-ual
As the warm sun penetrated through the open window, it embraced the cold skin of the drunken old man who was suffering from a throbbing headache. He could barely stand as he tried to shift his weight off of the itchy, sheet-less mattress. As he finally rose to his feet, he swayed back and forth while stumbling through the hall making his way to the bathroom. He let out an exaggerated sigh of satisfaction as he relieved himself at the stinch filled toilet. He started to smile when the sweet aroma of morning breakfast engulfed the humid morning air.
5 Sences
The wide glass doors reluctantly swing open. Tall columns, aztec patterns, and marble are prevelant. It smells of charbroiled food and a mass of humanity. As bite into my thai pasta I taste peanut butter, spices, and hint of white wine. Plates clatter and people chatter. I feel the high energy from them staff. Where am I? At the best restaraunt in town: The Cheesecake Factory.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Blog 7
The placed me outside today. It was a sunny and peaceful day in the garden center. The area was calm and tranquil. The typical squawking of birds can be heard and the blaring of car horns for the interstate help make my mind wonder away. I could smell the flowers, sweet and subtle differences in each flower. I could tell what kind they were, but my knowledge of botany is faint. I had a coke with me. I drank it once in the while, the bitter and sweet flavors made the day more pleasant as the hours tickled by. The wind picked up for a second or two. The soft breeze, the zephyr like quality made my head cold. I wanted to stay there all day but that wasn't so. I went to lunch and then blacked out. I wish work was like that everyday.
Logos-An estimated 146,000 Americans died of lung cancer in 1992, and 90 percent of these deaths were caused by cigarette smoking. Smoking is responsible for about 30 percent of all cancer deaths annually in the United States more than 155,000 each year. If smoking-related cancers could be eliminated from our society, we would see a significant decline in the annual cancer death rate instead of small but steady increases. (source http://www.meds.com/lung/smoking/smoking.html)
Pathos-It can be hard to resist the cute puppies and kittens for sale in pet store windows. But a closer look into how these stores obtain animals reveals a system in which the high price that consumers pay for “that doggie in the window” pales in comparison to the cost paid by animals who are sold in pet stores or forced to produce them.
That adorable little scamp in the store probably came from a “puppy mill,” a breeding kennel that raises dogs in cramped, crude, filthy conditions. The majority of these facilities are in the Midwest, but kennels can be found throughout the country, and some dealers even import puppies from other countries.(1) Constant confinement and a lack of adequate veterinary care and socialization often result in animals who are unhealthy and difficult to socialize. As a result, many are abandoned within weeks or months of their adoption by frustrated buyers—further exacerbating the tragic companion animal overpopulation crisis.(source http://www.helpinganimals.com/Factsheet/files/FactsheetDisplay.asp?ID=45)
Ethos- The Federal Bureau of Investigation is struggling to find enough agents and resources to investigate criminal wrongdoing tied to the country’s economic crisis, according to current and former bureau officials. (http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/19/washington/19fbi.html?_r=1&hp&oref=slogin)
Pathos-It can be hard to resist the cute puppies and kittens for sale in pet store windows. But a closer look into how these stores obtain animals reveals a system in which the high price that consumers pay for “that doggie in the window” pales in comparison to the cost paid by animals who are sold in pet stores or forced to produce them.
That adorable little scamp in the store probably came from a “puppy mill,” a breeding kennel that raises dogs in cramped, crude, filthy conditions. The majority of these facilities are in the Midwest, but kennels can be found throughout the country, and some dealers even import puppies from other countries.(1) Constant confinement and a lack of adequate veterinary care and socialization often result in animals who are unhealthy and difficult to socialize. As a result, many are abandoned within weeks or months of their adoption by frustrated buyers—further exacerbating the tragic companion animal overpopulation crisis.(source http://www.helpinganimals.com/Factsheet/files/FactsheetDisplay.asp?ID=45)
Ethos- The Federal Bureau of Investigation is struggling to find enough agents and resources to investigate criminal wrongdoing tied to the country’s economic crisis, according to current and former bureau officials. (http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/19/washington/19fbi.html?_r=1&hp&oref=slogin)
3 sources
here is a some links about my paper.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCbKv9yiLiQ
this is the video that started the war
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNO6G4ApJQY&feature=related
a fox news video about Anonymous
http://www.sptimes.com/2008/03/12/Northpinellas/Scientology_fights_ba.shtml
a news article about protest against Scientology
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCbKv9yiLiQ
this is the video that started the war
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNO6G4ApJQY&feature=related
a fox news video about Anonymous
http://www.sptimes.com/2008/03/12/Northpinellas/Scientology_fights_ba.shtml
a news article about protest against Scientology
A Hunt
As I prowl the ebon night, I hear the throb of my prey's heart. The acrid stench of fear fills the air as I approch my evening meal. In a quivering voice my prey stutters out: 'Wwwhat do you want from me?' I actually find that this question amuses me. After all it has been quite awhile since I have had prey that actually had the nerve at this point to put together a coherant thought; much less ask it of me. 'I see that you have some backbone to you for one that traffics in human misery, and deception.' I reply. He than has the gall to think that he can buy his way out of being my meal. ' Heey maan I can get ya some of whatever you need man; money, drugs, broads anything man. all ya got to do is tell me and I'll get it.' I appear to consider this scums offer, after all it has been a long time since I have gotton this much enjoyment out of one such as this.
I smile toothely at him making sure he sees my canine enlongating. ' Well you see scumbag all I need from you is a simple thing. You see I saw what you did to that little one back there. All you need do is ...' I pause a moment for effect; as well as to watch the sweat roll down his face. 'return what you took from her.' He then relizes there is no way out for him other than to try to flee. His eyes dart from my face to each side and back as he tries to decide what to do. I decide to have mercy on his overtaxed brain, and end his indecision. With my hand I grab his throut and lift him from the ground where he was sprawled. As I choke the life from him I look back to the wreck he left behind. I pity the young one that crossed this ones path before I did. She is still lieing where he raped her slowly coming back around. I relize if I am not to cause her any more trauma I must end this. With a quick jerk of my wrist I snap his neck with a wet pop. I then cut open his neck and poor his blood into my "blood bag" for later. I then move stealthly away as to not gather any attention to myself has she sits up wobbly, and tries to peer into the darkness around her. A few moments later I hear her shrill scream come tearing out of her throat. I worry about her state, after all for everything else that has happened to her this night she could very well think that she killed the scumbag back there.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Blog #7
For blog #7, write a descriptive passage of 1-2 paragraphs. It can be related to your paper, or unrelated if you prefer. Please remember to focus on words that appeal to the five senses.
Due Next Week 10/22
Remember that you need to turn in a statement declaring your audience and your outline next week. Both documents should be typed and double spaced. Declaring the audience should only be one to two sentences, and can be placed at the top of the page (share the same page as your outline). The outline should be detailed, and should list the thesis, as well as your supporting points, plus any evidence that you plan to introduce.
This does not mean that your paper will not change as you write; that may happen. This is a draft outline. Let me know if you have questions.
This does not mean that your paper will not change as you write; that may happen. This is a draft outline. Let me know if you have questions.
Monday, October 13, 2008
sum sources
www.helpguide.com
A good site for information. Gives lots of exampes of things that would be useful.
www.mindtools.com
Not as much info as first site, kind of bland but still some interesting facts.
www.about.com
Super helpfull in finding things about my topic and tonz of other topics!
CHECK IT OUT YO!
A good site for information. Gives lots of exampes of things that would be useful.
www.mindtools.com
Not as much info as first site, kind of bland but still some interesting facts.
www.about.com
Super helpfull in finding things about my topic and tonz of other topics!
CHECK IT OUT YO!
ITS NEVER TO LATE :D
A short story about ME!
Back in 1985 there was a young lady, about the age of 18, and a young boy about the same age. They were highschool sweethearts and were together....alot. Nine months later, july 25th 1986 to be exact, I came along. My dad (that young boy) joined the army and my mother and I followed him around from base to bas in places like Virginia to Georgia to South Carolina. Finaly after 7 years we moved back home. I started school, that lasted about 13 years. Made some friends, got named my schools sweetheart and then graduated in 2004. Then came the real world, boy did it suck. Bills, college and having to actualy do my own laundy. But as the past fours years have went by I have learned to deal with these things. Now here it is 2008 creeping up on 2009, who knows whats to come. But there you have it my life in a nut shell!!!
Back in 1985 there was a young lady, about the age of 18, and a young boy about the same age. They were highschool sweethearts and were together....alot. Nine months later, july 25th 1986 to be exact, I came along. My dad (that young boy) joined the army and my mother and I followed him around from base to bas in places like Virginia to Georgia to South Carolina. Finaly after 7 years we moved back home. I started school, that lasted about 13 years. Made some friends, got named my schools sweetheart and then graduated in 2004. Then came the real world, boy did it suck. Bills, college and having to actualy do my own laundy. But as the past fours years have went by I have learned to deal with these things. Now here it is 2008 creeping up on 2009, who knows whats to come. But there you have it my life in a nut shell!!!
Blog Discriptive
I saw this lady get cut off by a guy and she yelled out loudly 'What's wrong with people'. I thought it was a good question and wanted to say 'People take shits and pretend to wash their hands by running the water. They cup their smelly farts then cook a meal. They pick their crusty scalps in public. They kick ugly dogs. They jerk off to wal mart flyers. They ask to borrow 5 bucks for lunch and never pay you back. They cook fish in the microwave. They cut their nails in public. They wear white socks with dark pants and shoes. They laugh for all the wrong reasons. They piss in your sink. They pretend to sleep when old people get on the bus. They have more than 6 items in the express aisle. They squeeze and feel the bread at the bakery for no reason. They taste the grapes with their shit caked hands. They pronounce schedule as 'shed-ule'. They shit on the seat. They shave their pubes but nothing else. They whistle all the fucking time. They don't die when you smash bricks over their heads. They laugh at stupid jokes and when they laugh you see their really white teeth and search for bricks to smash them all out. They fake cry at funerals. They are stinky like milk. They sound like a horse when they eat. They buy really expensive water for the bottle not the water. They use gay buzz words. They pay 5 dollars for coffee. They breed.'
In the end I didn't say anything to the lady. She looked like she was on her way to score some crack and I had a feeling that she really knew what was wrong. Stupid cow.
In the end I didn't say anything to the lady. She looked like she was on her way to score some crack and I had a feeling that she really knew what was wrong. Stupid cow.
Logos, Pathos, Ethos
Logos- Most adults that go to school at night have a full load. Myself like most of us have children or work to deal with during the day on top of everything else that might come up. We have to make time to study or try to do homework during the day or night. We come to school and night and some of us have to leave from there and go to work. You have to be very dedicated to what you want to do so you will stay focus and don't slide off the mark.
Pathos-I believe that the Murrah building has affected us all in one way or anyother. It brought us together as one unit. Even know alot of people had to die i believe it strengthen us in the long run.
Ethos- I believe that the enviroment you live in dictates the way you live. If you were taught to take what you want by any means possible. Your mind set would be totally different from someone who has had everything handed to them.
Pathos-I believe that the Murrah building has affected us all in one way or anyother. It brought us together as one unit. Even know alot of people had to die i believe it strengthen us in the long run.
Ethos- I believe that the enviroment you live in dictates the way you live. If you were taught to take what you want by any means possible. Your mind set would be totally different from someone who has had everything handed to them.
3 Sources
My three sources are alcoholism.com, about.com, webmd.com. They are all pretty good sources but don't go into to much details so i will have to probably get some more sources.
Aristotlian Philosophy
Logos(logical)-- I, along with most other Americans, enjoyed great economic prosperity when Bill Clinton was in office. I always had a job and never lived paycheck to paycheck. This made him a great leader and president. During GB Jr.'s term in office I have often been out of work and relying on credit. Not to mention the lies about W.M.D.'s to get us to go to war. This therefore makes G.B. Jr. a bad leader and horrible President.
Pathos(passionate appeal)-- The sound of a ringing bell is resounding in ears of investors around the country. We just had the worst week in the stock market ever. People are losing their homes. Every day a parent loses a child in a ridiculos war in Iraq. How long will it take to get people to wake up and get the republicans out of the oval office?
Ethos(Ethical)-- The problems facing our country today are many, with few answers readily available. No one person or party can be blamed for all of America's misfortune. Bush made some bad choices, Congress has blocked some his better ideas, and the American people keep spending money they havn't made yet. One thing is for sure; we need to see sweeping reform or our country's future is in dire straits.
Pathos(passionate appeal)-- The sound of a ringing bell is resounding in ears of investors around the country. We just had the worst week in the stock market ever. People are losing their homes. Every day a parent loses a child in a ridiculos war in Iraq. How long will it take to get people to wake up and get the republicans out of the oval office?
Ethos(Ethical)-- The problems facing our country today are many, with few answers readily available. No one person or party can be blamed for all of America's misfortune. Bush made some bad choices, Congress has blocked some his better ideas, and the American people keep spending money they havn't made yet. One thing is for sure; we need to see sweeping reform or our country's future is in dire straits.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Pathos Logos and Ethos
Logos (Logical)
All people are mortal, yet the ancient Egyptians believed that the Pharaohs become gods. The Pharaohs, like everyone else were people. It then stands to reason that the Pharaohs were mortal and not gods as the ancient Egyptians believed they would become.
Pathos (Emotional)
Pharaohs were beings of immense respectability, and deserving of such praise that they were worshiped as gods. Through the service and praise that the Egyptians bestowed upon these deserved few they were granted a place with their Pharaohs in the afterlife.
Ethos (Ethical)
The ancient people of Egypt believed that by their devotion and service to their Pharaohs they were guaranteed a place in the afterlife of peace and prosperity. Contradictory to this belief is that of Christianity; which states that the way to ‘Heaven’ is through Jesus. These ideologies are comparable in that they both claim that a mortal man upon death ascended to a higher plain of being. This is not to say that either is correct or wrong, only that one’s faith is the deciding factor.
All people are mortal, yet the ancient Egyptians believed that the Pharaohs become gods. The Pharaohs, like everyone else were people. It then stands to reason that the Pharaohs were mortal and not gods as the ancient Egyptians believed they would become.
Pathos (Emotional)
Pharaohs were beings of immense respectability, and deserving of such praise that they were worshiped as gods. Through the service and praise that the Egyptians bestowed upon these deserved few they were granted a place with their Pharaohs in the afterlife.
Ethos (Ethical)
The ancient people of Egypt believed that by their devotion and service to their Pharaohs they were guaranteed a place in the afterlife of peace and prosperity. Contradictory to this belief is that of Christianity; which states that the way to ‘Heaven’ is through Jesus. These ideologies are comparable in that they both claim that a mortal man upon death ascended to a higher plain of being. This is not to say that either is correct or wrong, only that one’s faith is the deciding factor.
Logos
The company that manufactures the greatest number of women's dresses each year is Mattel. Barbie's got to wear something.So when everyone thinks they are buying this years top designer. Yeah you are but Mattel most likely made the dress for you. Its okay because all the rifles that the U.S. Military uses is made by Mattel too. So at least we all know that Mattel is always the lowest bidder for everything we enjoy.
Random Thought of The Day:
I heard someone say that they lost a bunch of weight on the south beach diet which I think involves eating silicone and doing tons of coke. I'm somewhat surprised that in the world of fad diets and sex fiends that the all sperm diet hasn't found a following. "Sure my jaw hurts all the time but i've lost 15 lbs and my husband says it's good for my skin." The all sperm diet would put an end to husbands throughout the world working late at the office. The headline in the business section would read: 'Kleenex stocks at an all time low but the CEO's are smiling'.
Random Thought of The Day:
I heard someone say that they lost a bunch of weight on the south beach diet which I think involves eating silicone and doing tons of coke. I'm somewhat surprised that in the world of fad diets and sex fiends that the all sperm diet hasn't found a following. "Sure my jaw hurts all the time but i've lost 15 lbs and my husband says it's good for my skin." The all sperm diet would put an end to husbands throughout the world working late at the office. The headline in the business section would read: 'Kleenex stocks at an all time low but the CEO's are smiling'.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Sources For Research Paper
So I am doing my research paper on the Effects Divorce has on Children. Since I am a father of two children that have lived through a divorce I figured it would be a great learning experience not just for me but for everyone else.
http://extension.unh.edu/Family/Documents/divorce.pdf
http://www.childadvocate.net/divorce_effects_on_children.htm
http://fatherhood.about.com/cs/divorceddads/a/divorcekids.htm
Random Thought of the Day
Lesson 1 for the new father : When the sleep deprived, worn out mother of your child takes off her shirt and unleashes her massive, milk engorged, and super sore titties to feed your hungry, crying offspring that she endured countless hours of pain and suffering to bring into this world. Do NOT under any circumstances no matter how funny you think it might be say the following 2 words. "National Geographic".
http://extension.unh.edu/Family/Documents/divorce.pdf
http://www.childadvocate.net/divorce_effects_on_children.htm
http://fatherhood.about.com/cs/divorceddads/a/divorcekids.htm
Random Thought of the Day
Lesson 1 for the new father : When the sleep deprived, worn out mother of your child takes off her shirt and unleashes her massive, milk engorged, and super sore titties to feed your hungry, crying offspring that she endured countless hours of pain and suffering to bring into this world. Do NOT under any circumstances no matter how funny you think it might be say the following 2 words. "National Geographic".
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
post #2 AnyThing
Ok so come to this class some of the time and were supposed to learn about English I guess but I just doesn’t interest me so I found a to make time fly.... how do u ask? MySpace mobsters its a game featured on MySpace and the thing is to invite all your MySpace friends to join your mob and become like this mob guru or something.... the hard thing is to get your friend in on it or just join your mob the bigger the mob the more powerful so iv played around with it for like three days now and I only have nine people in my crew and I getting my ass whooped so this is an invite if u have a MySpace page search for RonieBravo select the picture with the guy in purple and come help me out !
Blog #6
Please write evidence in the forms we discussed in class: Logos, Pathos, and Ethos. Feel free to use evidence for your final paper. You can use any evidence to provide examples.
For Instance:
Logos: The average American spends $84 dollars on candy a year.
Pathos: When I was a child, I remember being really amazed at the Willy Wonka Dinosaur egg. I would by it at the corner store. I remember loving it because not only was it rare that I had the money to buy candy, and this one lasted forever, changing colors as it slowly yielded a sweet, powdery center.
Ethos: Many people believe that children should not have unlimited access to candy. That is an idea that most people would support. Candy can lead to childhood obesity, cavities, and hyperactivity.
For Instance:
Logos: The average American spends $84 dollars on candy a year.
Pathos: When I was a child, I remember being really amazed at the Willy Wonka Dinosaur egg. I would by it at the corner store. I remember loving it because not only was it rare that I had the money to buy candy, and this one lasted forever, changing colors as it slowly yielded a sweet, powdery center.
Ethos: Many people believe that children should not have unlimited access to candy. That is an idea that most people would support. Candy can lead to childhood obesity, cavities, and hyperactivity.
Funny HaHa #1
A 6 year old and a 4 year old are upstairs in their room. You know what? Says the 6 year old. I think it’s about time we started cussing. The 4 year old nods his head in approval. The 6 year old continues, when we go downstairs for breakfast, Imp going to say something with hell and you say something with ass... The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm. When the mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6 year old what he wants for breakfast, he replies, aw, hell, Mom, I guess Ill have some cheerios WHACK! He flies out of his seat, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out, with his mother in chase, slapping his rear with every step. His mom locks him in his room and shouts; you can stay there until I let you out! She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4 year old and asks with a stern voice, and what do YOU want for breakfast, young man? I don’t know, he blubbers, but you can bet your fat ass it won’t be Cheerios!
Monday, October 6, 2008
sources on auto theft
here is a few sources that i have found. http://www.auto-theft.info/Statistics.htm and http://www.getfacts.org/prevention.html and http://www.ehow.com/how_2040682_find-information-penalty-auto-theft.html
Sources
Two sources I have found that give a good history of video games are. http://www.thegameconsole.com/
http://hs.vanwertcougars.net/2002/computer/computer1/reports/vetter.htm.
I will still look for more sources but these are a quick history of gaming systems.
http://hs.vanwertcougars.net/2002/computer/computer1/reports/vetter.htm.
I will still look for more sources but these are a quick history of gaming systems.
Sources for fantasy football research paper
There is a veritable cornicopia of information on the topic at hand. Here is a list of some of the most helpful to me:
- An article written by Bob Harris and Emil Kadlec at www.fspnet.com/wink.pdf.
- At cnnmoney.com an article written by its money editor Paul La Monica entitled "Fantasy Football...real money"
- At www.fsta.org I found an official survry site for for fantasy football
- Lastly an article written by Tara Weiss for www.Forbes.com
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Sources for CPU paper
The sources I have found so far that are useable are: http://www.pcmech.com/article/a-cpu-history/, and http://www.geeks.com/techtips/2005/techtips-NOV22-05.htm. Both of these sources cover some of the points I am wanting to cover in my paper.
I haven't got to look through them thourghly as of yet so I am sure that both also have some stuff that I will not use. over all I believe that both are good sources for my paper.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Chronological
I will tell you the first thing about riding a motorcycle. First you have to get your license. You can take a class at any DMV or any other designated locations and the cost is $100. When you get your license you can officially ride. The next thing you need to do is take care of safety which would be to buy a helmet, gloves, jacket, and maybe even some riding glasses. Now its time to ride. You always want to check your gas before you start so you want be stranded somewhere on the side of the road. You put on your safety gear and start up. If you know how to drive a stick shift then riding a bike wont be to hard for you. You put the key in the ignition and shift it into neutral. You always want to let you bike run for a min before you get on if it is your first time riding of the day. Once its ran a little you jump on a slightly bring it up to take the kick stand up. Next you hold the clutch with your left and the brake with your right hand and push it into first gear. Now to get rolling all you have left to do is let go of the brake and slowly give it a little gas with your right hand. Once the bikes start moving take your hand of the clutch and when you hear a loud roaring sound you know its time for you to shift. To shift all you have to do is to hold on to the clutch and shift up with your left leg, and keep repeating that until you hit fifth gear. That how you ride a motorcycle.
Blog 4: Chronological
A journey to success in this town, this state and the country will not be remunerative if it is bereft of some kind of formal post secondary education, in my opinion. With that I will briefly touch on my what education, training, and overall experiences has been within the last decade. I graduated from high school in 2000, worked a few odd jobs until signing up with the U.S. Army during the summer of 2001. Part of a delayed entry program, I would not be shipping until almost a year later. During that time I continued working around town mainly through temp agencies. From June 2002 to June 2007 I served in the signal regiment, and decided to attend college after my discharge. It wouldn't until after new year's 2008 that I managed to enroll into school, and intend on staying with this until it is complete.
Chronological Story
Well this weekend I had to rebuild my wooden deck out in front. I started by unscrewing all the planks on the old deck and stacking them. Next I took out all the rotted wood and post. Then just made a list of all the things I would need to complete the project. That's all I did on Saturday.
Sunday after church my wife made me get out there and finish what I started. So I went to Lowe's and got my lumber and screws. So then I built a new frame for the deck. Next I elevated it off the ground. I finally screwed all the planks back on and now have a new deck.
Sunday after church my wife made me get out there and finish what I started. So I went to Lowe's and got my lumber and screws. So then I built a new frame for the deck. Next I elevated it off the ground. I finally screwed all the planks back on and now have a new deck.
boring weekend
well last friday was pretty fun. when to my old home town in hobart to go watch the homecoming game. it went pretty well and they also got a win finally. after the game i went to go hang out with some of the friends that i used to go to high school with. the town was pretty much the same and nothing changed at all. same ol' boring town just like when i left. got home around four in the moring. well actaully it was like at three, but my friend that went with me live in edmond. so i went to go drop him off at home. finally the next two days were really boring, because i didnt even go out or do anything other than just staying at home and do nothin at all. sunday was really boring and i was kind of freaking out, because i couldnt really think of anything to do at all. so i pretty much just slept and watch some football on tv. well thats pretty much how my really boring weekend went for me.
blog#3
one of my possible topics could be drugs and alcohol uses between teens and young adults, find out why they feel a need to use them and what are the effects of using drugs and alcohol, the consequences they face when using drugs and alcohol. another topic i could talk about is the national rate of highschool dropouts, find the causes of a young person to drop out of highschool or middle school, show the futures of some people who decided to take that road of dropping and use their experiences to show others that sometimes its worth staying in school. thats just some of my topics that im thinking about writting about.
Chronological Method
Ok, I was born Oct. 14, 1977 at Children's Hospital in Okc. I almost died because the placenta came loose from me causing me to bleed and have seizures, so I had a blood transfusion from it and also crossed eyes. I had 3 different surgery's on my eye's to straighten them. I had to wear glasses with prism's in them ( they had lines going down all the way across the lens) when I was little, oh the four-eyed cross eyed teasing that came from that was just great. Then beginning around age 5 I was molested and it went on for five years. And still to this day one of the pricks is still living life like nothing ever happened. I am on a anti-depressant because without it I am even more emotional and angry, and it help's a little I guess. I remember my mom alway's working to pay the bill's because my my dad's an alcoholic and was on drug's, so the fist fight's they got into was real good to have to see. At age 17 I got pregnant with my oldest son and of course his good for nothing "dad" wanted to screw around with me and everyone else he could, so I was a single mom for quite awhile. BUT thankfully I met my husband online one night playing a game, we talked on the phone for about a month I think, then I took a bus to North Dakota to finally see him in person, we knew each other for about a month and a half and got married, and still are to this day, he's my soul mate. So now I have 3 gorgeous boy's ages 13 (next month), 8 and 5. My son who is 8 has Autism, so that has been pretty stressful, but I wouldn't change what I have for anything in the world. Also my dad has completely sobered up, he and my mom was divorsed for 14 years and now there back together and doing so much different than before, kinda wierd to see them the way it was and how it is now. I'm sure I could have put some other thing's in between but can't think of exact stuff right now.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Blog #4 (story using chronological method)
One Long Weekend
This was a very hectic weekend for me! It all started around 7:45 pm Friday, September 26th. My uncle was helping his friend move and had asked if I wanted to buy a 57" big screen T.V. for 150.00 dollars. I said "sure" because I figured that it was a hell of a deal. When I went to go check it out, my uncle's friend said "so you got my 200 bucks?" The T.V. wasn't even in great condition, so I was not about to pay that amount. There were cracks and crayon markings on the screen from his kids. I told him I only had $150 so he could either take it or leave it!
My uncle had to tow it on his trailor, so I told him that I would pay him back.
Around 9:00 pm that same night, I brought him a six-pack and helped him work on the cars that he was asked to fix. At about 11:45 pm, we finished and my cousin asked if I wanted to hang out with him and his friends. He got really drunk, so I pretty much spent all of my time trying to watch over him! I got home at approximately 4:00 am knowing I had to get up early for Saturday's class. My wife turned off the alarm, so I woke up an hour and a half late for class! By that time, it was almost 11:00 am so I figured that I might as well go to work. My wife didn't want me to work all day because she wanted to go get her hair and nails done so she could go out with her friends that night. I was genuinely pissed at her and did not want to see her face at all! I worked 12 and a half hours and didn't get home untill about 12:15 am. She was so upset with me, that when she left at 12:45am she did not come home untill 5:00 pm on Sunday! The only thing I was upset about, was that my daughter wanted her "mommy" after a while.
My Life Up To Now (blog 4)
Ok the the last one was a mistake I'm sorry
I was born on Feb. 1st 1988 at OHM now OU medical center to the parents of Mark and Debra Adamson. I was the 2nd child of the 2 the first being my sister Jennifer Adamson. I grew up in OKC, and lived near OCU not the nice part but the slums around it. I went to Headstart for 2 years and after that I went to Gatewood Elementary. I went their until the 2nd grade. They found out I had speak impediment and hand spasms that prevent me from doing school work so I was held back and went to Hawthorne Elementary. While there my parents split up and my dad moved out. They always had issues but they finally had enough. My dad returned when I was in the 3rd grade and that really mad me sad. In the 4th grade went crazy and throw a chair at a substitute teacher was was suspended for a week. After I returned I was in anger management classes until the 6th grade. After completing school I went to Taft Middle School where I made a bad joke and was suspended from school until the 7th grade. From 7th-8th I had a semester talk to make sure I was ok. After middle school I went to Northwest Classen where again in the 10th grade made a bad joke and was in anger consoling. If you haven't notice I had anger issues. Well want changed that and made me the person I was today was in Aug of 2005 I had a big fight with my sister and the end result was 3 scars on my arms and index finger to answer any questions why I have a huge scar on my arm and why I wear my black shirts its to hide them. Well after that dumb injury I was alone. At the same time my dad got an infection and was basically dying in front of my family so he was in the hospital until halloween of that year. So for 2 months I was depressed and was angry at him and the same bs drama in hs. After that crap the next year my mom had Lapband surgery and I lived with my aunt. Same loneliness different place. At Christmas Day I moved back in with my dad and my mom and later on in January of 2007 my parents fought and I almost beat the crap put of my dad. If you haven't notice I hate my dad. Well we moved down to the Paeso area and lived there for about a year. Then we moved to the house we are living in now. Well about 3 weeks ago when I started this class my mom broke her leg and finally she is home so I been dealing with that crap and that's about it. I don't have stories about my kids or my life is full of stories and adventures. I'm a 20 single guy living at home and did nothing really exciting. And I was reading some of your guys blogs on here and you were sick of what you were doing and joined ITT Tech will for me I don't know how I join, one day they called me and had an interview then next moment i was in school. I don't have a real good reason why I'm here but the reason is I want to make friends learn skills for a job I want to go and to see the world and not just different parts of Oklahoma. The farthest I ever went to that I can remember is Fulton, Missouri. I want to see the world and be happy tired of living the past and remembering the bad times. I know life is more then memories. But that's a different topic.Well I think that's it. Thank you for reading.
Comment if you want but that's what I wrote
I was born on Feb. 1st 1988 at OHM now OU medical center to the parents of Mark and Debra Adamson. I was the 2nd child of the 2 the first being my sister Jennifer Adamson. I grew up in OKC, and lived near OCU not the nice part but the slums around it. I went to Headstart for 2 years and after that I went to Gatewood Elementary. I went their until the 2nd grade. They found out I had speak impediment and hand spasms that prevent me from doing school work so I was held back and went to Hawthorne Elementary. While there my parents split up and my dad moved out. They always had issues but they finally had enough. My dad returned when I was in the 3rd grade and that really mad me sad. In the 4th grade went crazy and throw a chair at a substitute teacher was was suspended for a week. After I returned I was in anger management classes until the 6th grade. After completing school I went to Taft Middle School where I made a bad joke and was suspended from school until the 7th grade. From 7th-8th I had a semester talk to make sure I was ok. After middle school I went to Northwest Classen where again in the 10th grade made a bad joke and was in anger consoling. If you haven't notice I had anger issues. Well want changed that and made me the person I was today was in Aug of 2005 I had a big fight with my sister and the end result was 3 scars on my arms and index finger to answer any questions why I have a huge scar on my arm and why I wear my black shirts its to hide them. Well after that dumb injury I was alone. At the same time my dad got an infection and was basically dying in front of my family so he was in the hospital until halloween of that year. So for 2 months I was depressed and was angry at him and the same bs drama in hs. After that crap the next year my mom had Lapband surgery and I lived with my aunt. Same loneliness different place. At Christmas Day I moved back in with my dad and my mom and later on in January of 2007 my parents fought and I almost beat the crap put of my dad. If you haven't notice I hate my dad. Well we moved down to the Paeso area and lived there for about a year. Then we moved to the house we are living in now. Well about 3 weeks ago when I started this class my mom broke her leg and finally she is home so I been dealing with that crap and that's about it. I don't have stories about my kids or my life is full of stories and adventures. I'm a 20 single guy living at home and did nothing really exciting. And I was reading some of your guys blogs on here and you were sick of what you were doing and joined ITT Tech will for me I don't know how I join, one day they called me and had an interview then next moment i was in school. I don't have a real good reason why I'm here but the reason is I want to make friends learn skills for a job I want to go and to see the world and not just different parts of Oklahoma. The farthest I ever went to that I can remember is Fulton, Missouri. I want to see the world and be happy tired of living the past and remembering the bad times. I know life is more then memories. But that's a different topic.Well I think that's it. Thank you for reading.
Comment if you want but that's what I wrote
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