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orbitz ad: distinct Lack of imagination

2011-05-06T16:06:00.001-07:00

Lack of imagination, a photo by Cronemiller on Flickr.

An assignment for intro to multimedia class.

Via Flickr:
An unimaginative orbitz ad about an unimaginative use of technology.

POLITICS

2008-11-17T18:25:00.001-08:00

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.

POLITICS

2008-11-17T18:25:00.000-08:00

Vent

2008-11-17T18:06:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:56:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:29:00.001-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:27:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:24:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:23:00.001-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:18:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:12:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:10:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:08:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T17:04:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T16:52:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T16:36:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T16:33:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T16:30:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T16:27:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-17T16:19:00.000-08:00

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.

Blog # 5

2008-11-17T16:13:00.000-08:00

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.

Blog #3

2008-11-10T19:05:00.000-08:00

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.

sources

2008-11-10T18:30:00.000-08:00

http://WWW.CCIDENTS.COM
HTTP://WWW.CAR-ACCIDENTS-ADVICE.COM
HTTP://WWW.PCARCRASHES.COM

HTTP//WWW.ACCIDENTS.COM

Blog #9

2008-11-10T18:24:00.000-08:00

I have nothing to vent about.
(That I can put on this blog,anyways).

Blog # 10- Politics

2008-11-10T18:22:00.000-08:00

I don't follow politics.

Blog #4-Topic

2008-11-10T18:19:00.000-08:00

Video games have a positive and negative effect on society today.

Blog #5- Sources

2008-11-10T18:16:00.000-08:00

http://www.onlyagame.typepad.com/

http://www.ctpta.org/

http://www.findingdulcinea.com/

http://www.personalityresearch.org/

narrative

2008-11-10T18:15:00.001-08:00

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

VENT

2008-11-10T18:15:00.000-08:00

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

topic

2008-11-10T18:09:00.000-08:00

my is about the ufc.it is the ultmate fighting champship.

descriptive

2008-11-10T17:43:00.000-08:00

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

#8 narrative

2008-11-10T17:35:00.000-08:00

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 #4 Topic

2008-11-10T17:32:00.000-08:00

my topic is about The Abuse of Drugs and Alcohol Amongs our Youth This Year.

Blog #5 Sources

2008-11-10T17:29:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T17:28:00.000-08:00

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

free writing

2008-11-10T17:26:00.000-08:00

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!!!

Blog # 6 Logos/Pathos/Ethos

2008-11-10T17:24:00.001-08:00

http://courses.durhamtech.edu/perkins/aris.html

Blog # 7 Descriptive

2008-11-10T17:10:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T17:09:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T17:05:00.000-08:00

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.

BLOG# 4

2008-11-10T17:03:00.000-08:00

LAW ENFORCEMNT HOW THEY HELP

blog #9

2008-11-10T17:02:00.000-08:00

I HAVE NOTHING TO SAID ABOUT ANYTHING.

#6 Logos/Pathos/Ethos

2008-11-10T16:59:00.000-08:00

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
Join the Reward Zone® program Gamers Club and you’ll get bonus points, special offers and insider access to the latest game news and information – all in one place

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

2008-11-10T16:56:00.001-08:00

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!

blog# 1 joke

2008-11-10T16:56:00.000-08:00

Q: How do you break a Bill Clinton supporter's finger?
A: Punch him in the nose.

VENT

2008-11-10T16:51:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:48:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:46:00.000-08:00

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.

:)

Vent

2008-11-10T16:44:00.004-08:00

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 :(

my topic

2008-11-10T16:44:00.001-08:00

My topic for my final paper isss.............................................

techniques on how to relieve stress!

blog #9 "venting"

2008-11-10T16:42:00.001-08:00

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)

2008-11-10T16:42:00.000-08:00

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.

politics

2008-11-10T16:41:00.001-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:41:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:39:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:36:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:33:00.000-08:00

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."

Vent

2008-11-10T16:29:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:27:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:26:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:24:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T16:18:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T15:07:00.001-08:00

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

2008-11-10T15:05:00.001-08:00

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

2008-11-10T14:57:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T14:46:00.001-08:00

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

2008-11-10T14:38:00.000-08:00

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.

Polotics

2008-11-10T14:02:00.000-08:00

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.

election 2008

2008-11-10T13:55:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-10T13:49:00.001-08:00

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

2008-11-10T08:57:00.000-08:00

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.

Polotics Vampire style

2008-11-08T12:57:00.000-08:00

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.

Narrative By The Great One

2008-11-03T18:23:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-03T17:57:00.000-08:00

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.

Vent

2008-11-03T17:36:00.002-08:00

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.

Vent

2008-11-03T17:36:00.001-08:00

No public transportation

2008-11-03T15:55:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-03T13:54:00.000-08:00

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.

pothos, logos, and ethos

2008-11-02T22:35:00.001-08:00

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

2008-11-02T22:24:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-02T22:05:00.000-08:00

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.

Vent

2008-11-02T21:36:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-02T08:04:00.000-08:00

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.

Narrative

2008-10-27T17:43:00.000-07:00

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!

Narrative

2008-10-27T17:06:00.000-07:00

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

2008-10-27T15:42:00.000-07:00

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.

The Hunt

2008-10-25T16:59:00.000-07:00

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…

2008-10-25T16:15:00.000-07:00

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.

3 types evidence

2008-10-20T17:42:00.000-07:00

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

sources

2008-10-20T17:33:00.001-07:00

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

wwwweeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-10-20T15:49:00.000-07:00

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

2008-10-20T15:39:00.000-07:00

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.

"Sense"-ual

2008-10-20T15:06:00.000-07:00

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

2008-10-20T12:33:00.000-07:00

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.

Blog 7

2008-10-18T22:10:00.000-07:00

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.

2008-10-18T22:02:00.000-07:00

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)

3 sources

2008-10-18T21:39:00.001-07:00

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

A Hunt

2008-10-18T21:20:00.001-07:00

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.

Blog #7

2008-10-15T19:32:00.001-07:00

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

2008-10-15T19:31:00.001-07:00

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.