Not Boring Yet

This Blog Has Moved!

2010-05-03T10:49:00.000-05:00

NotBoringYet is officially moving to my new website www.matthiasroberts.com. From now on all of my blogging will be done at my new website. Please note that you will have to re-activate your email subscription to my new blog by clicking here. Thank you and I'm looking forward to seeing you at my new location!

-Matthias

Some Good News

2010-04-26T09:55:00.002-05:00

We learn something every day, and lots of times it's that what we learned the day before was wrong.
-Bill Vaughan

I for one was wrong. If you refer to my previous post, you'll remember that I discussed some information about a friend of mine and a mother in the homeschooling group I used to belong to. The information I was basing my discussion on was wrong. It had been passed through multiple people until it got to me and the version I heard was different from the original version. It reminds me of what happens when one plays the game of telephone.

The mother didn't say that my friend is no longer welcome in her house. In fact, what she was attempting to portray was the exact opposite. I received an email from the mother and in it she said "I would welcome (friends name) with open arms. In fact, I would love to have time to sit with him, over a cup of tea, and catch up." In light of this new information, I would like to issue a formal apology to the people that my words affected. While I know the majority of my readers haven't an inkling of an idea of who I'm talking about, there are a select few who my words hurt. I am sorry. From now on, I will do a better job of verifying facts before I write.

Finally, while some of the information I based my blog on is untrue, the overall principle of the blog is still valid. While the example I used did not actually happen, there are still people out there who do not welcome gay people into their houses. That is not right.

-Matthias

Into Light

2010-04-17T01:50:00.001-05:00

"I know they'll bury me before they hear the whole story."
-Jennifer Knapp from the song "Inside" on her new record Letting Go

Today a friend of mine sent me an e-mail containing a link to this article. I excitedly opened the website seeing that it was about Jennifer Knapp - a singer who I was a moderate fan of when she was in the prime of her Christian music career several years ago. Jennifer Knapp is coming back onto the music scene with the release of her new record Letting Go set to drop in May. The article also revealed something else: Jennifer Knapp is gay. Miss Knapp says in an interview "For many people who buy Christian music or have been familiar with me and my writings as a person of faith, I felt like it [coming out] was the honest thing to do." She goes on to say "I would rather be judged before God as being an honest human being. If I am in any way unpleasing in his sight, I can only hope and pray that he gives me the opportunity to find who I am supposed to be."

The story of Miss Knapp's coming out also hits close to home. Several days I ago I received a text from one of my closest friends. He told me that one of the mothers in the homeschooling circle that my family belonged to several years ago had just found out that one of our friends is gay. To be honest, I had had suspicions for awhile about my friend's sexual orientation, and the news that it was out didn't come as a surprise to me. However, what my friend told me next did come as a surprise. The mother who had just found out declared that our gay friend is no longer welcome in her home. My mouth dropped.

These two incidents, Miss Knapp's coming out and the mother's reaction to my friend's orientation, spurred on my thinking about an issue that I've been thinking about for years: homosexuality and Christianity. Here are some conclusions that I've reached: I believe that throughout the Bible homosexuality is presented as being a sin. I believe that God is not pleased with any homosexual relationship, but I also believe that God loves and still shows grace to people who are in those relationships. I believe that a person can be gay and still be a Christian. I believe that homosexuality is not a choice or a decision, but a result of many factors; however, I believe that living a gay lifestyle is a choice - meaning that there is a distinction between having homosexual attractions and being gay. I'm not going to change my mind about these things.

I have to say that I highly respect and admire Jennifer Knapp for her bravery. I for one am going to continue to support her work, even though I do not agree with her lifestyle. She has reconciled her faith with her attractions, and it is not my place to judge or even comment. It is between her and God.

I know for a fact that God has not said to Miss Knapp that she is no longer welcome in his house.

-Matthias

A Fatherly Response to Some Thinking Young Men - go for it! get dirty!

2010-02-12T22:59:00.002-06:00

This was sent to me by the father of one of my friends who read my previous post, "Piss Christ."

Well, I drove from Matagalpa to Jinotega before I wrote anything... I think I've got a good fatherly response to a post made by Matthias Roberts and then linked by John Rutledge.

http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=305238883446&id=1469817809&ref=mf

Love you guys. Keep on thinking and more than that, put them thoughts into action.

Very good thoughts and they were very well stated.

If I understood it correctly Matthias Roberts is saying (and you are confirming his ideas by posting the link) that we should get out of our ivory towers and pristine chapels to touch a hurting and dying world. We should touch the lives of liberal leftist revolutionaries and radical right-wing legalists, fornicators fallen from grace and debtors that cannot pay what they owe. We should help the helpless with chalkboards and roofs, not be afraid to be seen with the prostitute or hug the dirty smelly drunk, again. We need to heal broken and hurting marriages and relate with corrupt , self-centered businessmen and government officials; we should be patient with the rebellious and generous with those that ask and ask again and take advantage of one's kindness. We should love even though we have been abused, hated and mistreated. We must shine the glory of God in word, deed and power wherever we are. We must be light in a dark world. The good news is, darkness cannot overcome the light.

“God thrown in human waste, submerged and shining”

1 John 1:5 "...God is light, and in him is no darkness at all."

Even though Jesus was tempted [indicating the possibility to sin] in every way as we are and even though he was willing to relate with and “minister to” the dirtiest of the dirty (according to our measure-the sh-t of the world), sin didn’t contaminate Jesus until on the cross. He remained holy. Only on the cross did “he that committed no sin and no deceit was found in his mouth” bare “our sins in his body on the tree, so that we might die to sin and live for righteousness.” (1 Peter 2:12, 24) In this moment of time and space “God made (Christ) who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.” (2 Cor. 5:20)

Holy and pure Jesus became sh-t for us so we could become holy and upright as he is by the power of God in us through the Holy Spirit so we can shine in the darkest and dirtiest places that exist in the world (which may actually be in clean and sanitized corporate offices).

Yes, Jesus did get dirty and we should too. We should work with crap but not eat crap nor become crap. Good thoughts!

John and Matthias , if you're not up to your knees in sh-t within the next 2 weeks touching a dirty and hurting world with Christ's love and glory, the thoughts were not revolutionary [producing a sudden, complete, or marked change] at all; instead they were just a small bother that the passing of time, an enjoyable night of dancing and a can of root beer can help you forget and therefore harden your heart even more.

James 1:22 - What are you going to do about it? :)

AGAIN... Love you guys. Keep on thinking and more than that, put them thoughts into action.

An after thought:

"light, as always, light makes it beautiful"

The artwork would not have been beautiful if the crucifix had been black. The white crucifix reflected the light and colors, shining gloriously. A black one would have hidden in the filth, absorbing the light and reflecting nothing.

The same applies to us. If we are not light in a dark world, how will anybody see Christ's glory?

Again, what are you going to do about it? :O

Mr. Rutledge's also said to me in a note:

What are YOU going to do? Offending others with “controversial blogging” has no value and will require apologies if YOU are not changed. You must live out in practical daily application the insight God has given you through Mr. Andrew Hudgins.

What he says is true. It is so easy to write the words, but following them is harder. What am I going to do about it?

That's a good question.

Piss Christ

2010-02-11T16:13:00.007-06:00

We have grown used to beauty without horror.
-Andrew Hudgins

I bet that caught your attention.

Yep, it does say that word up there. Yep, I have a reason. No, college is not making me lose my faith.

I've felt like I needed to blog for a very long time. If you'll notice, I have not blogged for half a year. I've been at a loss as to what to blog about. Sure, I could go ahead and tell another funny story about my life, but I don't really want to. Today as I was walking back from the art building, I was pondering several things that I have been tossing around in my head. My thoughts have somewhat come to a culmination today because of a man, a poet named Andrew Hudgins, who is the keynote speaker for this weekend's writing conference that my school, John Brown University, is hosting. Mr. Hudgins is a bit of a controversial writer in Christian circles, probably because he makes people feel uncomfortable. I had the pleasure of having lunch with him, several other authors (including Leif Enger, author of Peace Like a River), and some of my classmates. During our conversation, I was able to observe Mr. Hudgins' deep wisdom and devotion to Christ.

Let me cue you in on my recent thought process. First, here is a quote:

"God calls Christians to be in the world, but not of it. But, I observe modern Christians doing the exact opposite. They're of the world, but not in it."

That was said by Terry Mattingly, president of The Washington Journalism Center, when he spoke in chapel last semester. That quote got to me. It's so true, us Christians have our own versions of everything: music, films, books, etc. Then, we have really conservative Christians who do an excellent job of not being of the world; but, they aren't in the world either. They live in their own little Christian boxes, surrounded by their Christian friends, claiming that they're living for God but ignoring the world around them. I don't doubt their commitment to Christ, but it seems they miss the point. So, in fact, the vast majority of Christians do not follow Jesus' command to be in the world but not of it. Myself included.

Secondly, I've been tossing around the idea of the "ideal Christian." You know what I'm talking about, the Christian stereotype of having to look and act a certain way. The un-spoken, but much implied rules of no piercings, no tattoos, no swearing, no weird hair cuts or hair colors, and on it goes. The ideal Christian family that glosses over the other family member who is gay, or is pregnant out of wedlock, or has had an abortion. The people in our lives who have done the unmentionable non-christian things. The ones who, when asked about, we say, "Oh, that's Bob's uncle, but we don't talk about him" and then shoot the universal 'he's a bad person' look that all Christians understand. I have problems with this. I have major problems with the ideal Christian stereotype. I've lived with it most of my life. Not from my parents, but from the people around me. Who did Jesus look like? Who did Jesus hang out with? I have another question, where does Jesus, or the other inspired writers of the Bible, tell us what we have to look like? What do they say about who we are allowed to talk about, or hang out with, or listen to? Yes, I'm aware of the verses that give guidelines for life, such as Colossians 3:8:

"But now you must rid yourselves of all such things as these: anger, rage, malice, slander, and filthy language from your lips."

But, I'm talking about the gray areas here, the areas that Christians have been disagreeing about for years. What makes language filthy? Is piss a filthy word? What about fuck? Obviously there are contexts where those words are filthy; but, all language, every single word, can be filthy. Very filthy.

I'm not being rebellious. I'll lay that down right now. Ok? I'm not going out clubbing, and drinking, and partying. I'm not partaking of all the pleasures that are out there. I don't have questionable friends. These thoughts that I am presenting are what I've been thinking about. They really don't even pertain to me in a direct way. I am living at a Christian college in a fairly controlled Christian bubble. But, thankfully, at John Brown University, they don't dictate how we're allowed to think. They challenge us, and let us think for ourselves. That's what I'm doing.

Finally, this is what I saw today:

This is a piece of artwork by an artist named Andres Serrano. It has won awards. When you look at it, it's rather beautiful, isn't it? This piece of art is named Piss Christ. The artist spent weeks collecting his urine, cow urine, and cow blood. Then, he poured the liquids together and submerged a crucifix in them. Sacrilegious? Probably.

Now, read this poem. It is by the gentleman that I mentioned earlier, Andrew Hudgins. He wrote it after observing Mr. Serrano's artwork.

Piss Christ

If we did not know it was cow's blood and urine,
if we did not know that Serrano had for weeks
hoarded his urine in a plastic vat,
if we did not know the cross was gimcrack plastic,
we would assume it was too beautiful.
We would assume it was the resurrection,
glory, Christ transformed to light by light
because the blood and urine burn like a halo,
and light, as always, light makes it beautiful.

We are born between the urine and the feces,
Augustine says, and so was Christ, if there was a Christ,
skidding into this world as we do
on a tide of blood and urine. Blood, feces, urine—
what the fallen world is made of, and what we make.
He peed, ejaculated, shat, wept, bled—
bled under Pontius Pilate, and I assume
the mutilated god, the criminal,
humiliated god, voided himself
on the cross and the blood and urine smeared his legs
and he ascended bodily unto heaven,
and on the third day he rose into glory, which
is what we see here, the Piss Christ in glowing blood:
the whole irreducible point of the faith,
God thrown in human waste, submerged and shining.

We have grown used to beauty without horror.
We have grown used to useless beauty.

Makes you think, doesn't it? Read those last two lines again. "We have grown used to beauty without horror. We have grown used to useless beauty." This poem was met with the same outrage as the piece artwork. But, seriously, when we dig down past our romanticized, perfect, spotless Christianity, this poem is true. Jesus got dirty.

We need to get dirty.

We need to live in the world.

The Fourth of July

2009-07-04T13:09:00.002-05:00

Statistics show that we lose more fools on this day than on all other days of the year put together. This proves, by the numbers left in stock, that one Fourth of July per year is now inadequate, the country has grown so.
-Mark Twain (1835 - 1910)

It has been exactly one year. One year ago on this day my family packed up our two vans with everything that we owned and drove to Colorado to begin our new lives as missionaries. Needless to say, we missed the fireworks.

This year it is different. This year we are not missing the fireworks. This year we are going to wait until dark and then we will open up our computers and log onto a magical site called youtube. You see, some random people with nothing better to do with their lives actually recorded and then posted fireworks displays! Typically I would think that is utterly pathetic, but today it doesn't seem so worthless.

We shall all gather around our computers, wait for a couple hours for a 6 minute video to load and then put on headphones. We will turn up the volume all the way because, hey, it's the Fourth of July! We will all take turns holding the cell phone and attempt to hit the vibrate button at the exact right time to sync the booms with the shock waves. We'll bring in all the fans to reproduce the horrible effects of too-close fireworks on hairstyles. We'll say "oooooooh" and "ahhhhhhhh" at the exact right moments and stare up at the screen with an awestruck, dazed look on our faces. Maybe we'll collect a bit of drool on the edge of our mouths, we'll quickly glance around to make sure everyone is engrossed in the fireworks and then indiscreetly wipe it off before people notice. We have been collecting spiders in a jar for the past couple of weeks, and somewhere in the middle of the show we'll let them all out so they can climb up our pants and make us do silly dances while trying to keep our composure around our family. Ahhhh, the Fourth of July.

I hope you all have a delightful day, if you happen to think of us sitting on the floor staring up at our computer screens while you watch fireworks tonight, maybe you could pray for us.

-Matthias

Shaky

2009-06-05T11:19:00.003-05:00

I believe that every human has a finite number of heart-beats. I don't intend to waste any of mine running around doing exercises.
-Buzz Aldrin

You know, the metric system has definite advantages. I've been pondering this ever since I stepped on the scale. Let me tell you, your self confidence shoots WAY up when you discover that you've magically lost 110 pounds. It can make your day go better than any day you have ever experienced. This excess boost of confidence helps you get through jet lag and finally when your brain decides to function again you realize....kilograms. In all honesty though, 90 sounds so much better than 200 in any weight related conversation.

I have officially lost 30 pounds. Don't let this shock you or make you think "Matt is wasting away into nothing." I can assure you that I am not. I gained 30 pounds while I was in Montana and now they are gone! I can see my toes again!

This dramatic transformation has not come easily.

In addition to doing major portion control I have been...cardiosizing. It's a new word I have coined. "Cardio workout" seems too friendly in my opinion, "cardiosizing" effectively adds the negative connotation of the word "exercising" without totally freaking people out. Here are step by step instructions on how to do your own cardiosizing!

1) Spend 3-5 hours on youtube searching for the perfect cardio workout. Eat some ice cream if you get hungry.
2) Wait till night and then turn off all the lights so there is no possible way to make a fool of yourself even if window peepers run rampant in your community.
3) Sit on your bed and give yourself a long pep-talk about the benefits of cardiosize.
4) Stand up.
5) Turn on the perfect cardio workout video that you found in Step 1.
6) Follow the instructions. If there's an exercise that looks too hard, skip it.
7) Halfway through the program (about 5 minutes) your legs will collapse from under you. Lie on the floor panting.
8) Drag yourself up onto your bed using only your arms.
9) Lie on your bed panting for about a half hour.
10) Decide you need some water.
11) Attempt to get out of bed.
12) Realize that your legs still don't work.
13) Give up, lie back down on your bed, pant for about another half-hour and then slowly drift into a fitful sleep.

There you go! If you do this nightly you will loose 30 pounds in no time!

Good luck!
-Matthias

Lovebirds

2009-05-12T12:00:00.002-05:00

For Sale: Parachute, only used once, never opened, small stain.
-Anonymous

Church here starts at 10am and goes till 12pm, it's all in a language that I don't understand and it involves a lot of standing up and sitting down at the oddest of moments. This can be very inconvenient for daydreamers like me. I will wake up from a thought (an English thought, mind you) and realize that everyone else is standing with their Bibles open. I immediately nudge my Bible off my knee and onto the floor. Then I proceed to reach down, grab the Bible, and stand up like nothing happened. Works every time.

Last Sunday I went to church like a good missionary kid. It was a nice sunny day, there was a soft subtle breeze that ruffled my hair as I walked down the road. The birds sang, the cows mooed, the evil geese hissed. All were happy. Well, almost all were happy.

The first thing I noticed when I walked into the sanctuary was that some nice person had opened one of the frosted windows and the back door. I was excited because finally there would be something else to look at other than the interior of the church. Not that the interior is bad, but God's creation is always so much better. As I was contemplating the joys of open windows I happened to look up. I was greeted by a most peculiar sight. There were two birds, a romantic couple I believe, who were flying around at a frantic pace. They were trapped. I felt sorry for them, but there was nothing that I could do. The ceilings in the church are very high so there was no way that I could help the little birdies out. The Romanians just acted like everything was normal and that having birds attend their meetings was an everyday occurrence. The church service started and for the first half hour I contentedly watched the lovebirds fly around.

That's when things got bad.

Plop! A slimy white spot appeared on the pastor's sport coat. The pastor glanced over at his arm, saw what happened and surprisingly didn't miss a beat! I tried to suppress my laughter, but I wasn't too successful. I ended up sounding like a snorting pig, but thankfully I had a handkerchief hidden in the pocket of my coat specifically meant for those kinds of moments. I "blew my nose" and then returned my attention to the matter at hand. Dodging bird droppings. I wished that I would have had the foresight to bring an umbrella to church that fateful morning. You never know when umbrellas will come in handy.

Thankfully I was able to escape without soiling my clothing. The birds also escaped through the open window and everything became happy again. At least, until next week.

-Matthias

If you're happy and you know it...

2009-04-17T05:35:00.002-05:00

The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet.
-James Oppenheim

Living with toddlers can be an experience. For example, Heather and Pavel have a strangely interesting toilet in their bathroom. Besides the typical bathroom toilet, each of the two little toddlers have their own personal, brightly colored, plastic toilet. One of these personal, brightly colored toilets contains a technological device that is sure to benefit the entire world. You see, when any form of liquid touches two little sensors at the bottom of the bowl it begins to sing.

Yes. The toilet sings.

And, it's not very good at it. The toilet blasts out, at the top of its tiny little lungs, "If You're Happy and You Know It". It sounds like one of those ancient cell phone ring tones, but worse. To make matters worse, the toilet won't shut up until the sensors decide that everything has evaporated. I honestly think the toilet-makers had severe childhood trauma and therefore decided to get revenge on the world by making a singing toilet. They conveniently made sure that the battery was impossible to get to.

Several days ago it was my turn to clean the bathroom. Part of this entails cleaning the little toilets. I gingerly picked them up and quickly dropped them in the bathtub. I grabbed the bleach and proceeded to pour a little bit in each toilet. "IF YOU'RE HAPPY AND YOU KNOW IT, CLAP YOUR HANDS!" I jumped and about peed my pants. I hurriedly cleaned the possessed toilet and tried to dry the little sensors off. Well, it turns out that the bleach damaged the sensors and no matter what the toilet would not stop singing! All day long we heard the toilet contently singing its heart out. Finally, around 7pm Pavel got fed up with it and took it outside. Sometime in the middle of the night the thing ran out of batteries, and by the next morning it was allowed in the bathroom again.

If you ever run into a singing toilet, think of us and pray.
-Matthias

PS. On a side note, the entire time Mom thought the toilet was singing "Oh, be careful little eyes what you see, oh be careful little eyes what you see, for the Father up above is looking down in love, oh be careful little eyes what you see." She eventually asked Heather where they got a toilet that sung Christian songs. That's when she found out that the toilet was actually an atheist.

Invisible

2009-04-09T14:13:00.004-05:00

The positive thinker sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible.
-Unknown

Note: The names of the roads and towns in this post have been changed because the author forgot the real names and had to make up Romanian sounding names to take their places.

Two days ago my family and I were busily driving through the country of Romania. We were on our way home from the International Messengers annual staff conference that was held in Poland. This was our third and final day of driving and we were all excited to get back "home". Dad had decided that he wanted to take the back roads, so mom was busily looking at the map trying to navigate a way through the tiny villages and bumpy roads of Romania. Every once and awhile she would call out directions: "Turn right! No no! Right, Ron, Right!". Dad would already be taking a left, but would suddenly flip the car around and head towards the right, like he was planning to go that way the whole time. Us kids would just smile and wave at the stunned people staring at us from their horse carts. I'm sure every one of those people whipped out their cell phones the moment we were out of eyesight and spread rumors about the "evil American driver" terrorizing the community.

Slowly, we got into the swing of things, turning on random roads, clenching our jaws while we wondered if it was physically possible for our teeth to vibrate out of our mouths. About an hour into the drive we were approaching our next turn. Mom exclaimed "Ok, Ron. It says on the map to turn Right up here on E261. Look, there's the sign for it now!" We all braced ourselves and squeezed our eyes shut waiting for the hairpin turn.

Nothing happened.

We opened our eyes and realized that the car had come to a stop. Mom and Dad were in the front seat looking confused, the map spread out between them. I looked up, out of the moon roof and saw that there was a sign for Route E261 looming above the car. I looked out the window and saw corn fields in every direction. I cleaned my glasses and looked out again.

The road was invisible.

There was no Route E261, at least, none that we could see. The map said there was a road there, the sign told us that there was a road there, but there wasn't. Maybe it's because we are Americans.

Mom and Dad quickly recovered and Dad flipped the car around again. They had decided on a different route that avoided E261. Now we were all told to look for the town of "Şaptezeci". Soon we saw a little sign that said "Now entering Şaptezeci" We looked around. We all cleaned our glasses. The town was invisible. Just corn fields.

Eventually we got home and found out the reason why there are so many invisible roads and towns in Romania. You see, contractors will go to the government and say "We are going to build a road here, give us money" and the government will. The contractors will put up signs and tell the cartographers that there is a road there. Then, they pocket the rest of the money and never build the road. It happens all the time.

Next time you drive on a visible road think of us and pray.
-Matthias

Crunchy

2009-03-25T14:30:00.004-05:00

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some hire public relations officers.
-Daniel J. Boorstin

I wish I could afford one.

A few days ago I wanted an orange. Now, you must understand that this is really a very fun thing to want in Romania. Seeming how we are only a few hours drive from the fruit orchards of Greece we get delicious fruit here. It is also neat because the EU has banned all forms of genetic engineering and therefore the fruit is way better. I was thinking about all these wonderful facts and savoring the idea of biting into a delicious Grecian orange as I prodded down the hall into the pantry. I carefully picked out the biggest most orangeish orange that I could find in the basket. I brought it into the kitchen and my excitement grew as I peeled it. The juicy fruits on the interior of the orange shimmered slightly as I separated them and picked out the perfect slice to devour. Slowly, I brought the morsel up to my mouth, my taste buds watering. I popped it into my mouth and started to chew.

It was crunchy.

Did you know that they still made oranges with seeds? I certainly didn't. I mean, I should have realized that they were still in existence, but for human consumption? Maybe my American ideals are showing though.

Apples are also different here too. Several days ago I wanted an apple. I prodded down the hall thinking about how an apple would be so much better than an orange because I wouldn't have to fish out stubborn seeds. I picked out the first apple I saw and brought it into the kitchen. Now, you have to realize that they don't use any form of pesticides or "beautification" procedures on fruit. In fact, every piece looks like it could have been picked off the tree just yesterday. As I cut the apple I pondered these facts. I soon started to realize the full implication that these facts implied.

Almost half the apple was uneatable and wormy.

We had bought it from the store! That's something you don't see every day in the States. The apple was also quite mushy because they don't make crunchy apples here.

Oh well.

Next time you eat a seedless orange or a crunchy apple think of me and pray.
-Matthias

PS. The toilet paper has changed. It is now lemon-lime.

Peaches

2009-03-08T09:35:00.008-05:00

As a matter of principle, I never attend the first annual anything.
-George Carlin (1937 - 2008)

Good principle, I haven't followed it, but good nonetheless.

On Wednesday of this past week I arrived by aeroplane in Romania. After a long drive I finally reached my destination, a tiny village where you see little old men driving ox-carts while talking on cell phones. What a paradox. When I got to the house that I would live in I politely shared greetings and then rushed off to the restroom, well washroom as they are called here. As I was doing my business (here is where you should stop thinking) a whiff of a strange scent touched my nose. I sniffed, trying to figure out what it was. I had no idea. Soon, I reached down for the toilet paper.

Now, toilet paper has always fascinated me, and the toilet paper in Romania is certainly the most fascinating that I have ever seen. You see, it was pink and orange and had little butterflies fluttering all over it. As I proceeded to examine the design I brought the paper up to eye-level. The strange smell intensified! My superior reasoning led me to believe that the toilet paper was the cause of the fragrance, but I didn't know for sure.

I don't know if it is just me, but the thought of smelling toilet paper is a little bit disgusting. Sitting there on the toilet I had to make a decision. Do I satisfy my curiosity by sniffing toilet paper, or do I just use it and get out? My curiosity got the better of me and indeed I shoved the toilet paper up to my nose and sniffed.

The toilet paper smelled like peaches.

People who designed bathrooms to be private places were certainly good thinkers. I am eternally thankful to them as I must of looked quite foolish, sniffing my peach scented toilet paper. But seriously, what is the point of putting fragrance in toilet paper? Especially food scents! That is just wrong.

Next time you use toilet paper think of me with my peach paper and pray.
-Matthias

44 Pounds

2009-02-27T11:43:00.003-06:00

The most dangerous strategy is to jump a chasm in two leaps.
-Benjamin Disraeli (1804 - 1881)

What words of wisdom.

I did it! I pressed the button and confirmed my decision to spend a week in London on my way home from Romania. To say that I am excited would be as much as an understatement as saying the sun is hot.

I am currently puzzling over how to bring only 44 pounds of stuff with me. I mean seriously, think about that. 44 pounds. That's like not very much. I am narrowing down and re-defining my views of what I need to live with. I am constantly reminded of the Romanians that we will be living among. While I'm packing shirt after shirt after shirt I suddenly think "They live with only 2 shirts," and I will take all my shirts out of my suitcase and decide which ones I like best, and what I can live without.

I'm in a little bit of a different boat than my family though, I can leave everything that I don't pack in a box and get it all back in 5 months. The rest of my family has to actually get rid of all the stuff they don't pack. They have to actually live for years without having stuff. More and more I realize that stuff is just stuff.

Think about that. Stuff is just stuff.

I honestly think, the less stuff we have, the more we are able to look up to Him to provide. A song just started playing that just about sums it up. Read the words and dwell.

I will lift my eyes to the Maker
of the mountains I can't climb
I will lift my eyes to the Calmer
of the oceans raging wild
I will lift my eyes to the Healer
of the hurt I hold inside
I will lift my eyes, lift my eyes to You

'Cause You are and You were and You will be forever
the Lover I need to save me
'Cause You fashioned the earth and You hold it together, God
so hold me now

-Matthias

London. London? London!

2009-02-20T16:01:00.005-06:00

“By seeing London, I have seen as much of life as the world can show”
-Samuel Johnson

Wow, have I got some news for you! I might get to go to London for a week!! I am so super excited it's not even funny.

Here's how its going to work. Originally, I planned to come back to the States the second week of August for college. Well, my good friend Anna has invited me to come to London with her the first week of August. She has lived in London before and has many friends there, so we already have a place to stay and cheap ways to see the city. Total cost of this trip: $262. Can you imagine!? That's ALL it would cost for me to spend a week in London! TOTAL! I mean, my word, how can I ever pass that opportunity up? I will fly to London on August 3 and then fly home on August 10.

I think I already have chosen one of my favorite places in London, even though I have never been there. Here are some pictures that my aunt took for me when she was there last...

Isn't that ironically perfect? It has my name on it and its a gym. Talk about a divine hint...

I better get working on an accent,
-Matthias

Life goes on...

2009-02-12T08:38:00.005-06:00

If the English language made any sense, a catastrophe would be an apostrophe with fur.
-Doug Larson

Whatever happens when you forget how to blog? Well, not exactly forget, but not have anything to blog about. I have many things that I could write, but I don't know if you would want to read them. I could write about my visit to John Brown University this past weekend. That could keep you interested for a few paragraphs, at least until you realize that I had more fun than you and jealousy grips you so hard you forget how to eat. I could elaborate on how I was hired to design a logo and promotional brochure for a real estate company in Richmond, VA. You would be thrilled for me, until you realize that your favorite blogger is so stressed that he's about ready to head into anti-social hermit mode. (Now, don't think I'm not thankful...I am quite excited about this job, and I don't know if stressed is the exact right word, maybe busy might be better. I mean seriously, here is my workload for the next 18 days. 1) Design invitations and plate cards for an elite cheesecake dinner in Virginia. 2) Design a logo and promotional brochure for Equity Realty in Richmond, VA. 3) Design a prayer card for a missionary who is heading to Hungary sometime soon. 4) Design a t-shirt for a large family reunion that is happening next summer. 5) I think I forgot something... 6) Oh yes, school.)

Life goes on...
-Matthias

2009-02-03T14:32:00.002-06:00

No evil can happen to a good man, either in life or after death.
-Plato (427 BC - 347 BC)

*Turns up nose* What-ever.

I need to apologize. In the last post a made a reference to "stupid Americans." I shouldn't have done that. I must have you understand that I certainly was not referring to you, or the other intelligent people that you may or may not know. I was referring to no one in particular, or maybe just the American culture. American culture really does seem to get out of control when it comes to football. Either way, it was uncalled for. Forgive me.

-Matthias

Pizza and Commercial Night!

2009-02-01T14:45:00.002-06:00

We live in an age when pizza gets to your home before the police.
-Jeff Marder

Well, quite honestly I'm rather excited about tonight. This may shock you, but I might even say that I am looking forward to tonight. Yes, I am going to watch the Super Commercial Show, just like every other stupid American.

Really, Europe is sounding rather appealing right about now.

The pizza is the main thing that I am looking forward to. You see, we (my siblings and I) are staying with some delightful people this weekend, and there is this delightful restaurant down the road that makes excellent food. As you all know, I love food, so this is a very good thing.

Enjoy yourselves tonight, but do try to remember your target-weight goals.
-Matt

British Detecting...

2009-01-27T22:29:00.002-06:00

Politicians should read science fiction, not westerns and detective stories.
-Arthur C. Clarke

I'm sure that quote has a deeper meaning, but at face value I must say I disagree.

I am officially a detective. I have even solved my first case. Let me expound. A minor mystery occurred this evening and it is my fault. When I changed the format of this blog I decided to allow anonymous comment posting. Well, this evening I recieved a comment on the previous post that read something like this:

Anonymous said...

It sounds like the nourishing food is plentiful at the Peterson home. Love all the detail in your writing, I think you should come to my class and share your talents.

To tell the truth, when I first read this I was too busy wallowing in my pride to care who it was from. Then my naturally suspicious nature got the better of me. How in tarnation was I to visit the classroom of a person who goes by the name of "Anonymous"? I promptly wrote a reply to the effect of this:

Matt Roberts said...

Well thank you, although I'm not exactly sure who you are, so it would be quite impossible to visit your class.

Feeling quite clever, I proceeded on to check my e-mail. Then a thought hit me. Did that anonymous person mention the name Peterson? I quickly went back to check, and sure enough, Anonymous did mention the name Peterson.

Then, a strange thing occurred. I suddenly found myself thinking in a British accent. I suddenly started to use my brain to deduct.

I became a detective.

I deducted two things. One, this anonymous person must know my aunt and uncle. Two, this person has a class. The only person who fit this brilliant and very narrow deduction was my dear cousin, Lisa.

See, British television is good for something.

May you never stumble across a mystery you can't solve.
-Matthias

The life of a live-in designer...

2009-01-26T22:53:00.003-06:00

Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines. -John Benfield

Very true.

I am living the life of a live-in designer and I must say that it is marvelous. You see, I am currently residing at my Aunt's house designing a book on her recent trip to Kenya. I am very much enjoying it.

That is not boring.

Do you want a sneak peak? Here is the cover...

Let me describe my day to you.

This morning I awoke at a time that I will not mention. I won't mention this time because of two reasons: (1) I will receive hate mail, possibly even death threats, and (2) My parents might read this and tell me to get up earlier. (Yes, they are not here with me [!] )

I took a very relaxing shower and then slowly meandered downstairs. I prepared a small but nourishing breakfast and then sat in the breakfast nook and enjoyed a beautiful view of the mighty Mississippi River. (My aunt and uncle live in a large Victorian era house built by a wealthy river boat captain. It sits upon a lofty hill, right above the river.)

After my delicious (and nourishing) breakfast, I powered up my laptop in the exact right spot to receive the full effect of the warm sunbeams shining through the windows. Feeling invigorated by my nourishing breakfast I decided to tackle a few lessons in my English. After I got several A's my aunt arrived home from her workout. We had a nice chat about the benefits of the gym and then my aunt wandered off to take a shower.

When my aunt arrived back at the sun-splashed breakfast room we began to work on the book. After several stressful brainstorming sessions we finally decided that it was time for a nourishing lunch. The breakfast nook had transformed into the lunch nook and we took our time eating while looking out the windows at the snow covered gardens.

In the afternoon we worked quite dedicatedly on the book while eating delicious and nourishing snacks. When we weren't working dedicatedly on the book we were exploring our tastes in music and having doctrinal discussions.

Soon it was time to eat again. My aunt prepared a very nourishing supper and then rushed out the door to make it to her Bible study on time. My uncle and I went into the sitting room and sat on the overstuffed leather couches. We ate our supper while watching the old British adaptions of Sherlock Holmes. Then I worked on writing an essay about my life. After I got finished with the 5,840th day of my life I returned to the sitting room to watch an episode of "Pushing Daisies." Then my uncle decided that it was time to watch a British adaptation of one of Agatha Christie's "Hercules Poirot" mysteries. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Now, I am sitting in the evening nook watching the lights of a small town on the other side of the river reflect off the surface of the water. Soon I shall retire to my chambers, fall into the king sized bed, drift off to sleep, and possibly dream about lions eating me.

Oh, the life of a missionary.
-Matthias

2009-01-21T19:33:00.007-06:00

Winning is nice if you don't lose your integrity in the process.
-Arnold Horshak

Very true.

So I have news! I won! I don't remember if I mentioned anything, but a few months ago I was reading one of my favorite magazines and they happened to be having a graphic design contest. I was rather excited so I decided to enter. The job was to design a t-shirt. After much concentration and asking different people I came up with a design. Here it is.

Well two days ago I checked the Breakaway Magazine website to see the winners. I scrolled through the other categories until I got to the graphic design section. I looked at the first place shirt, decided how I would have designed it differently and then moved on to the second place shirt.

That's when I fell off the chair. (Mind you, I was in the library.)

Well, to be honest, I didn't fall off the chair, but pretty close. I was staring at my shirt! Right in front of me was the shirt that I had designed! I won second! Pretty exciting, huh? If you want to see the other winners, click here. (Just so you know, they have my name spelled wrong...I talked to them about it and they should be changing it, but as of today it still says "Matthew." Oh, how that name plagues me.)

Here are a few quick pics of where my family has been staying for the past few days. Its called Harvest Home Farm and is a wonderful place. All of you should come here sometime in your life!

Their website is www.harvesthomefarm.org, they have more pictures and other info. Excellently designed website, you should all enjoy it.

Well, as they say in Wisconsin, "Enjoy your cheese, you won't have it forever!" (Actually, I made that up.)
-Matthias

The Curious Phenomenon of the Snowless Northwest

2008-12-06T14:36:00.003-06:00

Cats are smarter than dogs. You can't get eight cats to pull a sled through snow.
-Jeff Valdez

First off, I want to say if you are using Internet Explorer, please stop. This inferior browser does not display my blog properly. I would recommend switching to Mozilla Firefox (www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/) Opera (www.opera.com) or Safari (www.apple.com/safari/) I have tested each of these browsers and they work right. Do yourself a favor.

That aside, I will get to the topic of this post. Snow. I know that word produces many strong feelings, but please attempt to squash those. I want to discuss what I have entitled "The Curious Phenomenon of the Snowless Northwest."

Where I am living there is no snow.

While I know that statement produces strong feelings of jealousy, please attempt to squash them. Its not that snow doesn't exist, its just that we haven't received any yet. The weather has been perfectly balmy, in a cold, clammy sense of the word. Sure, we have received plenty of rain, (well at least I think it's rain, it does seem to have some sort of identity complex, can't decide if it wants to be frozen or liquid) but no snow whatsoever (except for that one time, but it doesn't deserve to be called snow.) You might be wondering why that is such a curious phenomenon. I will tell you:

I live in the most northwestern corner of Montana. Like 70 miles from Canada.

You see, back "home" (Iowa) they have tons of snow. Back at other "home" (Wisconsin) they have tons of snow. But here, nope. Nothing. The strangest thing about this is that I am several hundred miles more north than any of those places. It really confuses me. But, it is certainly not boring.

I have much to be thankful for,
-Matthias

Santa Claus

2008-12-05T12:24:00.006-06:00

I stopped believing in Santa Claus when my mother took me to see him in a department store, and he asked for my autograph.
-Shirley Temple

Well, I must say that I admire Miss Temple for her deductive reasoning. If I would have read that quote yesterday afternoon, I would have even agreed with her. But, experience outweighs any form of belief.

I met Santa Claus.

The real one. Really, I did. I have pictures to prove it. Its actually a rather interesting story. You see, his elves were being lazy so my friend (not my sister) Anna and I had to go help him wrap presents. He fed us delicious chili, and then we had a fun night wrapping.

You don't believe me.

Santa lives in a trailer here in Libby. He says that Libby is as good as the North Pole any day. I must agree. Santa doesn't have a whole lot of monetary possessions, but what he does have he spends on presents for families who have even less than him. Santa chooses several families every year and gives them lots of presents. He rides around in his sleigh, dressed in his traditional clothing. Everything about him is as real as real can be. Real beard, real glasses, real stomach, real sleigh, real hat, real suit.

He is the real Santa, and he really touched my heart.

Oh! I have some exciting news, now you can sign up for e-mail notifications! Every time I post, you will receive a handy little e-mail in your inbox telling you! Its almost as good as Santa. Look for the sign up box to your right.

-Matthias

A Resolution

2008-12-03T15:03:00.002-06:00

Now there are more overweight people in America than average-weight people. So overweight people are now average. Which means you've met your New Year's resolution.
-Jay Leno

Well, I must say that my resolution is not about weight, although I do think that I might need to consider that.

I am making a resolution. Since my dear mother finds it a waste of time to blog (she says, "well no one reads it anyway") I will blog. I hereby declare that this blog will no longer be worthless musings about unrelated instances in my life. This blog will instead be worthless musings about related instances in my life.

I hereby will start to blog about what is happening in the life of me, Matthias Luke Roberts. (Yes, I did reveal my name. Officially.)

That is not boring.

Well, lets begin on a happy note. As you are probably reading this because of interest in what my wonderful family is up to, I will tell you. We are busy gaining weight.

No, really.

I actually have gained 30 pounds since June of 2008. I am nowhere near obese, although my pants do not seem to fit like they used to. I attribute this to the fact that there is no regulation of how much we are allowed to eat. I am in fact drinking a delicious latte at this very moment.

I have graciously not asked the rest of my family what they have gained, but rest assured, the Roberts family is no longer small. I honestly don't know how we will survive once we get to Romania.

Now on to more fascinating things: average life. As you will notice the official name of this blog is Not Boring Yet, therefore I will try my very best to present our lives in an exciting way. I might even use a few exclamation points. (!)

I guess I will start with today, as yesterday has past, and tomorrow isn't here yet. Today has been quite amusing. This morning we all woke up. Tonight we will probably all go to sleep, although we do have much homework, hence the "probably".

There, wasn't that exciting?

Until another day, (hopefully soon, part of my resolution is to blog on a regular basis....like possibly daily, although I don't know if that is possible, hence the word "possibly")

Enjoy your dreadfully boring lives,
-Matthias

2008-07-29T11:10:00.002-05:00


The holy passion of Friendship is of so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring a nature that it will last through a whole lifetime, if not asked to lend money.: Mark Twain

Hah!

So whats new?

I'll tell you whats new! The amazingly wonderful book is finished! It is in a final proofing state now, and should go to press soon. We (the Sibling and I) received the proof copy on Saturday and we are very impressed at how it turned out. You will have to read it. It is called "WARNING: only read this book if you are tired or extremely bored" and it is wonderful!!!

That is not boring.

Today I am heading back into isolation. Right now I am pretending to be a hermit living high in the mountains of Colorado without a care in the world. Its great, but stressful. I will be in isolation until late Saturday night. You should visit me then and see how uncivilized I've become!

I lied.

Several posts ago I said that in my new book I would include some posts from this blog. I told you that you have been reading a sneak peak.

I lied.

Its my editors fault though.

Well thats all for now folks. Go back to your dreary lives.
-Me

2008-02-11T13:08:00.000-06:00

All of us learn to write in the second grade. Most of us go on to greater things.
Bobby Knight (1940 - )

No, I am not in the second grade. Just because I am still writing doesn't mean that I'm stupid.

Such negative thoughts.

Embrace your inner positiveness. Once you embrace it there is no stopping you from becoming a third grader. Embrace what you are supposed to be and you might actually pass. Embrace your inner positiveness and you might be able to figure out who I am, and why I am not boring.

That wasn't boring.

That was very entertaining! I like pretending to be New Age. How fun. You should try it sometime! Just imagine...you are sitting at your desk and all of a sudden you start to breathe. In and out, in and out. Your inner self finds a way to express itself by looking through the dictionary for new words, such as wend. Life is so much better...

Ahhhhhh, breathe.

I think I shall wend myself to a new website...

-Me

2008-02-05T14:05:00.000-06:00

I always wanted to be somebody, but I should have been more specific.
Jane Wagner, (and Lily Tomlin)

Well, I'm back! I know, I'm probably not talking to anyone at all. My wonderfully exciting blog probably is too exciting for normal people and that is why no one reads it.

Boring!

I'm not boring. I can prove that to you, you see if I were boring you wouldn't be reading this. You wouln't be reading this because it would be boring, but since it isn't boring you are reading it. Therefore I'm not boring!

You see, perfect logic.

I am writing to let you know that I and my marvelous sibling are writing a book. The wonderful book will be entitled "WARNING...Only Read This Book if You Are Tired or Extremely Bored." Once we are finished with the marvelous book you might be able to read it. I can promise you one thing. I am revealing my true indentity in the book (I am also putting in my social security number, drivers liscense number, credit card number and passport number to make it easy for you to steal my identity.)

What, you didn't actually believe me did you?

Well, the book part is true, and the true identity part is true, but everything else is not true. I'm sorry. The book is going to be really really good though. I can't wait till its done, and guess what? It will feature wonderful posts from this very blog!

You have been reading a sneak peak all this time whithout even knowing it! How exciting!

Well, that's enough for today.

I hope your day is full of nothing but butterflies.

-Me

2007-10-05T12:08:00.000-05:00

What if this weren't a hypothetical question?
-Unknown

What if? What a strange quote.

Today is Friday, and I am busy. Seriously. I am quite busy. Busy, busy, busy. I am, in fact, so busy, that I really don't have time to tell you how busy I am.

Busy.

I enjoy being busy. I really do. My life is so much more exciting when it is busy. When I am busy I have no time to be bored, and since it is against the law to be bored, that is good.

My hair is going to change colours, drastically. (Hah, I just fooled you! I spelled color the British way, so now you think I'm British! Anyone for tea?) Yes, my blond hair is going to become black.

I find it quite amazing.

All I do is put this strange smelling stuff in it and wait. Then BOOM, I take a shower. When I get out my hair is a different color. I really don't get it.

Hello Ohio City!

Randomness is the key to an interesting life,
-Me

2007-10-04T14:46:00.000-05:00

All power corrupts, but we need the electricity.
-Unknown

Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus
handicapped.
-Elbert Hubbard
(1856 - 1915)

To read a newspaper is to refrain from reading something
worthwhile. The first discipline of education must therefore be to refuse
resolutely to feed the mind with canned chatter-.
-Aleister Crowley (1875 - 1947)

We may not imagine how our lives could be more
frustrating and complex--but Congress can.
-Cullen Hightower

As you can tell I'm being indecisive today. Usually I have a hard time finding even one quote, but today I loved 4.

That is not boring.

Nor is listening to Plumb. That is what I am listening to right now. On her website there are two songs up from her new c.d, you should listen to them too! http://www.plumbinfo.com/

Stupid fly!

Sorry, there is a stupid fly flying around the place where I live. I would like to murder it very much, but, as you probably know, flys are very hard to murder.

I can't think of anymore to write about. That is awful because I haven't written for a long time. It is also awful because last post I wrote a poem, and that wasn't a real post.

Wow! There is a new button! I didn't notice that! Cool, it looks like a filmstrip, that's awesome! I know you can't see what I'm talking about, but that is all right since you are too busy reading my exciting blog to care about other things.

Oh, if you know my cell # call it and listen to my new voice message, it's hilarious!

Have an superlicious day,
-Me

2007-09-01T18:39:00.000-05:00

I'm alive!
-Me after riding in the car

Howdy!

I don't have much to say today,
but I thought I would try anyway.
The house is silent,
it is not ruled by a tyrant,
and I am inside it!

-Me (and Myself, and I!)

2007-08-28T08:28:00.000-05:00

Sometimes the mind, for reasons we don't necessarily understand, just decides to go to the store for a quart of milk.
-Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider

Oh, dear. I must admit that that is the exact thing that happened to me, for several months. Every time I said "I should blog" I got a sudden urge to go to the store for a quart of milk. I'm sorry, but that is the way life is.

Life goes on.

Really, it does. After you, my dear friend, realized that I wouldn't be posting anytime soon, you went into depression. All around you life was continuing, but, for you life was worthless. You felt sad, disheartened, and worst of all...Bored.

But, I'm not boring yet!

I have now brought you out of your depression, and you are happy again. You will now realize that you have missed a great deal of important things. You will suddenly notice that you are not living in a nice suburban house, but instead in a jungle made out of grass. You will notice that there are lots of little ticket things from the police stuck to your door saying "You had better mow your lawn." Once you have mowed your lawn you will notice that your neighbor got a pet cow, and that it is frolicking playfully in your lawn with your children.

Those are the things you will notice.

Awaken today, and tomorrow you will too.
-Me

2007-06-04T11:18:00.000-05:00

"When it is dark enough, you can see the stars"
-Ralph Waldo Emmerson

Hello my dear friends!

You've probably just read that quote and thought "Duh!
That is exactly what I did when I read it for the first time. Then I read it again and said "Duh!" but this time it was more of an enlightened "Duh." I figured out what it meant. Isn't that like the most profound statement ever? "When it is dark enough, you can see the stars" I love it!!!!

Right now I am listening to Kristin Schweain, as a solo artist she has only recorded one song (that I know of) and it is so amazing. Check it out at www.myspace.com/kristinschweainmusic.

Yesterday I went and saw Pirates 3, I really enjoyed it. I thought it was better than the second one. I really hope they don't make a fourth one. I would be mad.

Oh, my. I just realized that I have been using alot of "I's" So far I have used 13 "I's" in just a couple paragraphs. That must mean that I am horribly egotistical, and that I only care about myself.

Phooy!

Well I need to go, I'm sorry that this post wasn't very exciting. I'm just not in a super exciting mood, in fact I could almost be considered bored. But, I can't be bored, it's against my blog rules.

Ta ta,
-Me

2007-05-18T11:43:00.001-05:00

If I were to fly
If I were to go
If I were to ride
On the wings of the dawn
If I were to run
If I were to hide
Even there you know my heart
Lord You know my mind
-Rebecca St. James

Wow, wow, wow! I am so excited. I just saw the trailer (that is a fancy word for 'preview') for the movie "House". It is such an awesome trailer that I thought all of you would enjoy watching it. So, being the kind, wonderful person that I am, I have included it in this post.

You have to watch it! Seriously, just click on the button. I mean it. Your psychologist always tells you not to procrastinate, and now is a good time to practice.

Life has been quite busy for me. I have been doing all kinds of interesting things that are really fun. I am working on finishing up my new movie, the premiere is next Friday!!!! I have so much to do and so little time (sorry for the cliche.)

As any observant person will have noticed I changed my template! I wanted something more summerish, but it does look a little too flowery. I may have to change it again.

Well, enough about my life. Tell me about yours! All you have to do is talk to the computer, I won't hear you, of course, but it will establish a relationship with your computer that not many people have. Computers are good listeners.

Have a flowery day!
-Me

2007-04-22T16:52:00.000-05:00

It's that wonderful old-fashioned idea that others come first and you come
second. This was the whole ethic by which I was brought up. Others matter more
than you do, so 'don't fuss, dear; get on with it.'
-Audrey Hepburn

Isn't that true?

It is raining here, well kinda. It is sprinkling, but it looks like it could rain more. I really hope we don't have a horrible storm and loose power.

Then I couldn't watch "Amazing Race."

That would be horrid. I currently hope that Charlotte and Myrna win, actually I have hoped that the whole time. Everyone else seems so shallow, and dull. Charlotte and Myrna are so hilarious, and they actually act like they have lives. They care about people.

Well, the virus infected computer pretended to be fixed. Then it got infected with adware or something. So I disconnected it from the I-net and it seems to be fine now.

Seriously, if you are a virus writer, stop.

In my last post I said that I was going to tell you about the things that I did, but I don't feel like doing that today. So, I won't.

The play that I went to was like the most hilarious thing I have ever seen. The acting was marvelous! The hair was stunning!

I have to go...-Me

2007-04-13T18:53:00.000-05:00

Domine, Domine
Make my path run straight
Lift my heart, speak my name
I fall, I break
Domine, Domine
-Michelle Tumes, from her self-titled album

Oh, dear. I can't remember whether I've quoted her before.

I'm back! And as you can see, I'm clearly loosing my mind. I have so much to tell you about, including things about viruses, fast Internet, things to do, and librarians! I know you are all simply dying to hear about my life, so here I go...

Oh my word, I hate viruses. I simply hate them. One of my computers caught a horrible one, and it was a pain to get off. The computer finally had to be completely wiped out, and started from scratch. If you are a virus writer, I have something to tell you. In fact I have many things to tell you, I have considered writing a book called "Things I Want to Tell Virus Writers," but I don't have time. I will try to contain myself, and only write a few things. I will also try to use happy language, it might be hard.
1) You are mean.
2) Viruses are not cool.
3) For that matter, you are not cool.
4) You should stop.
5) See if there is a "Virus Writers Anonymous" group in you area.
6) I think you should be hung from your toenails for a while.
7) The Librarians agree with me.

Guess what? I just got new faster Internet! I thought my Internet was fast before, but now it's really, really fast!

Oh, great. I don't have time to finish this post. I have to go see a play, it's called "Robin Hood: The Next Generation." It should be good.
Have a virus free day!
-Me

2007-03-07T14:50:00.000-06:00

It had only one fault. It was kind of lousy.
-James Thurber (1894 - 1961)

Greetings from a place that you arn't! Well, you could be here but I doubt it. Actually, there are lots of people here, so there is a higher probability of you being here than you being somewhere else that I am. Anyway, I am far, far away from my house. In fact I am over 2,000 miles from my house!

It is rather interesting.

So, in this place there is not snow. It is rather warm, in fact it is wonderfully, delightfully warm! I am sitting in a room where there is wireless internet, doing the obvious thing. Blogging!

I know, I sacrifice so much for you.

Well, have a delightful day!
-Me

2007-02-28T19:02:00.000-06:00

Why is it so difficult to do? I desperately want to hold on to you. Oh, well, you're stubborn in your ways. Am I stubborn still in mine? And will you ever change? Or am I wasting my time?
-Christine Evans

Wow! The day that I posted (or at least I think it was the day that I posted) 4 people came and read my blog! Thank you!

O.K. about today's quote: Yesterday I was reading in CCM magazine (which is the best magazine money can buy http://www.ccmmagazine.com/) I saw someone who I recognized. Of course, it wasn't someone who I knew personally, but I recognized her just the same. Well, after several minutes of playing the game "I know I recognize you, but who are you?" I figured out that it was Amanda Bynes, well, not really, but it could have been Amanda Bynes' twin. The person's name is Christine Evans, and she is a singer who is absolutely amazing. You must listen to her, http://www.chrstine-evans.com/, there is a music player link on her page so you can listen. Also, if you get the chance watch the "Push" music video, it's pretty cool.

Sooo, what's up in your life? Not that I care. (Sorry, that was rude, I really do care.) If you yell all of your problems loud enough I might just hear you. Try it sometime.

Tonight I get to eat ice cream!
-Me

2007-02-24T11:41:00.000-06:00

Quit worrying about your health. It'll go away.
-Robert Orben

Hello dearest nobody.

I don't think anyone is reading this, so I am talking to air, nobody. Of course, if you are reading this, that doesn't pertain to you.

Well, let me catch you up on life's happenings. The igloo is a pile of dirty snow, the weather is dreary, and Relient K is coming out with a new c.d.! I do think I will order it, but I'm not sure.

Oh, my word. Did you all know that Stacie Orrico was supposed to come out with a new c.d. in January? Well, she didn't, it was delayed. But, I got the Japanese edition!!!!!!!! See, the people at Virgin records care about the Japanese more than me, so they released it there first. Of course, being the smart person that I am, I (through a library) had it imported from Japan, to wherever I am, so that I can listen to it.

That is not illegal.

It is wonderful. I don't actually own it, but if you live where I live you can get it from a certain library.

Ok, enough of me, go worry about your own life now.
-Me

2007-02-13T12:14:00.000-06:00

I have not lost my mind - it's backed up on disk somewhere.
-Unknown

I'm back!

I really don't have much to say though, maybe I'll talk tomorrow, or later today.

Have a happy day!
-Me

2007-02-05T13:12:00.000-06:00

Things are more like they are now than they have ever been.
Gerald R. Ford (1913 - 2006)

Hello! Today I kinda feel like blogging but not really, so this is going to be short.

Did you all enjoy the Super Commercial Show last night? I did, but I thought the football breaks were rather annoying.

That's all I have to say.

Have a capital afternoon!
-Me

2007-02-03T11:03:00.000-06:00

The groundhog is like most other prophets; it delivers its prediction and then disappears.
-Bill Vaughan

I don't feel like blogging
-Me

2007-01-31T13:31:00.000-06:00

If I make a record I love, then somebody will like it. Maybe not everybody, but that won't matter.
-Norah Jones

Hello friends, compatriots, and the general public of the world! I wanted all of you to know that Norah Jones is wonderful. I am one of the somebodies that likes her music, in fact I am listening to her right now.

I am also waiting.

I am waiting for the slow upload thingy at Kinko's online print center. It is making me mad. I am trying to figure out how much it will cost me to print 375 copies of something.

I don't suppose any of you took my advice and listened to Laurie Roth last night. Oh, well, I hope you feel guilty. Laurie was talking about the two border patrol agents who were sent to prison for protecting our borders (read about it on her website http://www.therothshow.com/.) That makes me really, really angry. On her site there is a link to a petition that you can sign to try to get the President to pardon these people. Check it out.

I don't like tomatoes.
-Me

2007-01-30T17:33:00.000-06:00

Dance is the hidden language of the soul.
-Martha Graham

Have you ever heard of Laurie Roth?

That is my great big philosophical question for you today. If you have not heard of Laurie Roth, you had better Google her right now.

Laurie is the host of an absolutely amazing talk show. You have to listen to her. (I'll make it easy for you, here is her website-- www.therothshow.com)

As you can tell, I kinda at a loss of what to write about today. The neighbor's house didn't blow up. The world didn't end. My computer didn't stop working, so today was a rather boring day.

I tried running around the house spreading my excitement, but that didn't work very well. I ended up sitting in front of the fireplace feeling sleepy.

Vista!
-Me

2007-01-29T19:48:00.000-06:00

One of the simple but genuine pleasures in life is getting up in the morning and hurrying to a mousetrap you set the night before.
-Kin Hubbard (1868 - 1930)

Oh, what glee!

Nothing exciting happened today, except for the fact that I spelled "tomorrow" wrong.

Let me tell you what happened. I was writing a note to the Cool Teen Librarian. I have a c.d. due tomorrow and I wanted to tell the Librarian that I probably wouldn't be able to get it back tomorrow.

Then my brain decided not to work.

I ended up with the word Tommorrow on the paper. I looked at it and thought "Gee, my brain is throwing me fits." I couldn't figure out whether tomorrow was spelled "Tommorrow" or "Tomorrow." So I asked the Cool Kids' Librarian, and it said that tomorrow is spelled like "Tomorrow."

I'll talk to you tomorrow.
-Me

2007-01-27T13:09:00.000-06:00

That's the way things come clear. All of a sudden. And then you realize how obvious they've been all along.
-Madeleine L'Engle

Well, I have figured out why I call the Reckless person Reckless. Today, as I was driving home from a creamery, the Reckless person was driving to it. The Reckless person was driving recklessly. I waved, but by the time my hand was up Reckless was down the road, making a hairpin turn. Sigh. Hopeless.

Today has been an interesting day so far. I have not eaten lunch yet, although it is way past the time that any sensible person would eat. I guess that just makes me exciting.

I went to an art lesson today and attempted to draw several things. The soup bowl turned out looking like a duck-billed platypus, and the pinata looked like it had been dragged through mud for several miles, dropped off in the middle of a highway, and then stomped on. At least I tried.

Have an artfully delicious day!
-Me

2007-01-26T08:30:00.000-06:00

Never give a party if you will be the most interesting person there.
-Mickey Friedman

I am in a rhyming mood.
It is something that I can't elude,
It's messing up my attitude,
and I can't stand it and I'm going berserk!

FYI: I can't give parties anymore. Why? Because the quote up there says so. Sigh. It's hard being such an exciting person. But, I must keep doing it so that all of you boring people have someone to look up to.

Well, I broke the news to the pineapples. I told them that: 1) they were pineapples, not a tomato and a cucumber. 2) There already is a show hosted by a tomato and a cucumber. I believe I broke their poor hearts, but at least they can die knowing the truth.

The only thing that has happened today that could even be considered exciting is that I got a Wal-Mart ad in the mail! Yippee. (do I detect a smidgen of sarcasm?) Seeming how you probably got the same ad, I wont elaborate on the topic.

Oh, well.
-Me

2007-01-25T14:21:00.000-06:00

The secret of being boring is to say everything.
Voltaire (1694 - 1778)

I hope I haven't been telling you everything. (Oh! Now you all think I am a horribly deceitful person, isn't that exciting?)

Yesterday I said that today I wanted to take pictures of the igloo from the inside. Well, today I don't feel like doing what I said I would do yesterday. Sorry.

I guess you could say I'm iglooed out.

Last night I attempted to sleep in the igloo. I would have been fine if I had a few more blankets. Unfortunately, as I have just expressed in the last sentence, I did not have a few more blankets. I got cold, and couldn't sleep. At 3:30 a.m. I decided "Enough with this silly trying to sleep stuff, I'm going inside." And so, I did.

I think the pineapples are dying.
-Me

2007-01-24T16:27:00.000-06:00

Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.
-Pooh's Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne

I am in a big hurry. The person who was last using this computer is talking, and will stop talking soon, and try to retake possession of it. Therefore, I must hurry.

The reason I didn't post yesterday was because I was busy. I was busy building another igloo, that I actually finished. Here are some pictures of it...

Isn't it beautiful?? Tomorrow I will try to take some pictures of the inside, I need to recharge my camera batteries.

Have an igloolishish day!
-Me

2007-01-22T13:12:00.000-06:00

Someone's boring me. I think it's me.
-Dylan Thomas (1914 - 1953)

You wouldn't know how strong I agree with that. I keep thinking (and I'm starting to believe) that my blog is boring. It is no longer an original thing, and people aren't enjoying it anymore. Of course, none of this is based on fact, it's just how I feel.

Today has been declared "The most depressing day of the year" by some weird scientists over in Britain. So, without further adieu Happy Most Depressing Day of the Year! Seeming how we are all clinically depressed today, I thought that I could cheer you up. Here are some realizations that I have realized. 1) Chickens usually don't cross roads. 2) Brunettes are actually stupider than blonds. 3) Librarians are stereotyped. 4) Doctors, Lawyers, and Priests usually don't associate with each other. 5) Don't lick metal ice cream scoops.

Also, to cheer you up even more, check out today's picture at the Journeys blog (http://marieboudreau.blogsome.com/) It is some strange fluffy thing that cheers you up just looking at it.

Cheerio(s)! (Yummy, doesn't that sound good?)
-Me

2007-01-20T17:09:00.000-06:00

Failures are finger posts on the road to achievement.
-C. S. Lewis (1898 - 1963)

I am an overachiever.

I did several more things to do, #66 - Have a Snowball Fight and Fun in the Snow, and #79 - Build and Igloo. They were both fun.

The snowball fight wasn't much of a "fight" per-sae, but a mischievous disagreement. I threw a snowball at the friend, and it threw one back, and so on. Then we went sledding, and my behind is sore, and then we made snow angels. Being the typical overachiever that I am, I didn't make just one snow angel, I made two!

The igloo didn't turn out too well, actually it didn't turn out at all because we never finished it. The snow became stupid, and it wouldn't let us finish. So we got the majority of it done, but not all of it. It looked really, really cool! I should have taken a picture of it, but I didn't.

Well, time for some stromboli!
-Me

2007-01-18T14:13:00.000-06:00

Acting is the most minor of gifts and not a very high-class way to earn a living. After all, Shirley Temple could do it at the age of four.
-Katharine Hepburn

It is starting to snow, again, and I don't like it. I want it all to melt away, and go back to the weather we had last week. Honestly, I was beginning to think I lived in Southern California, but then reality hit.

Today I am being smart, I am going to make a copy of this post so that if it doesn't work right (like yesterday) I can paste it back. I'm a genius.

Yesterday, before I was so rudely insulted by my computer, I was writing about building a igloo. Well, it was more about wanting to build an igloo. I am hoping that I can build one tomorrow with the friend if I go to its house.

Well, I must go clean my room, or else there will be dire consequences.
Toodles!
-Me

2007-01-17T13:13:00.000-06:00

When you hire people that are smarter than you are, you prove you are smarter than they are.
-R. H. Grant

My word, something strange just happened. I wrote an entire post, and when I published it, it appeared on my blog blank.

It is the computer's revenge.

If you live where there is no snow you are lucky,
-Me

2007-01-13T10:34:00.000-06:00

I hate music, especially when it's played.
-Jimmy Durante (1893 - 1980)

I can only partly agree with that. My sibling is forcing me to listen to Hawk Nelson, which in the past 5 minutes I have developed a strong aversion to.

So, as I sit here, watching the snow fall, through the cracks in the curtains that no one was kind enough to open, I am not thinking of how peaceful it is, I am not hearing the soft sound that it makes as it hits the ground. Instead I am having an irregular heartbeat because it (my heart) can't decide whether the beat in the music is correct, or my bodies' beat is correct. Sigh. If I die you will all be witnesses, and can testify against my sibling in court.

I have great news though! In the mail this morning I got the Jill Parr c.d.! (Unfortunately, it came in the same package as the Hawk Nelson c.d., in fact it was virtually touching it, so I had to decontaminate it.) From the few songs that I have been so blessed to listen to, before my sibling kicked me out, I love it!

*****************************
This is a note to the friend from the sibling (but you may read it if you wish.)

Dear "The Friend"
No, you may not borrow the Hawk Nelson c.d.
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I don't see why anyone would want to borrow it, but like I have mentioned before, the friend and I have extremely different musical tastes.

Have a happy and carefree day!
-Me

2007-01-12T14:15:00.000-06:00

In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of
people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move.
-Douglas Adams (1952 - 2001)

I partly agree, the fact that the universe was created has made a lot of people angry. But, I don't believe it was a bad move. I believe it was a good move because then all of you can read my exciting blog!

This post has to be rather quick, I need to get to work.

My siblings are currently discussing pulling out hair. They are considering the fine points of who's hair falls out faster. Neither of them are going bald, but the way they talk you'd think it was a national emergency.

Did you check out the eclectic blog? If you didn't shame on you. I found out what "eclectic" means-

ec·lec·tic [i-klek-tik] –adjective 1. selecting or choosing from various
sources. 2. made up of what is selected from different sources. 3. not following any one system, as of philosophy, medicine, etc., but selecting and using what are considered the best elements of all systems. 4. noting or pertaining to works of architecture, decoration, landscaping, etc., produced by a certain person or during a certain period, that derive from a wide range of historic styles, the style in each instance often being chosen for its fancied appropriateness to local tradition, local geography, the purpose to be served, or the cultural background of the client. Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)Based on the Random House Unabridged Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2006.
Oh no! This is horrid, I don't know how to get out of this block quote. Help! I'm stuck!
-Me

2007-01-11T14:13:00.000-06:00

Yesterday I was a dog. Today I'm a dog. Tomorrow I'll probably still be a dog. Sigh! There's so little hope for advancement.
-Charles M. Schulz (1922 - 2000)

I'm back! I was taking a sabbatical, (which here means, I was taking a peaceful vacation from blogging.) If you have ever noticed that too much of a good thing gets boring, and that is exactly how I was feeling. Boring.

But, I'm not boring yet.

In fact, I'm far from it. If you may, take a look at the title of this blog. See it? Yes, it is called "Not Boring Yet," that right there is evidence to my exciting life.

I have started a new book, "Thr3e" by Ted Dekker, the movie of the book is in theatres now. I'm hoping to go see it.

I have not consciously completed any more things to do. Although, when I go and take a look at the book I may realize that I have completed a few things.

Oh! Oh! I have some news! I have discovered an amazing blog that you have all got to see. It is called Journeys - an eclectic photographic adventure here is the link: http://marieboudreau.blogsome.com/. It is beautiful. I have not figured out what "eclectic" means yet, but I will be sure to tell you when I do.

Have an eclectic day!
-Me

2007-01-08T14:24:00.000-06:00

The older I grow the more I distrust the familiar doctrine that age
brings wisdom.
-H. L. Mencken (1880 - 1956)

Hello! I just finished fighting with my sibling about long showers. I told it that it had better take a quick shower, because I have to be at work by 3:20. It said that it didn't need 20 minutes for a shower, but knowing the sibling, it will around 30.

My life is like a soap opera, with lots of bubbles.

Right now I am listening to my customized launchcast station, if you don't have one I think you should get one. www.launchcast.com

I finished "White" it was an amazing conclusion to the trilogy, I loved the end twist. Again, I would highly recommend those books, read them!

My readership has went up! It has raised from an average of 4 readers to 6! Thank you! Now, all of you have to tell a friend out of the state that you live in to read this blog. Then the readership would jump to 12, exciting huh?

I watched the film Pride and Prejudice last night, the new one. I must admit that I like that film, I love the soundtrack! I have the piano sheet music to it, and that's basically all I've been playing (well, that and my songs from the play that I am in.)

Toodles!
-Me

2007-01-06T13:56:00.000-06:00

I believe that people would be alive today if there were a death
penalty.
-Nancy Reagan (1921 - )

The irony of that statement. I was looking for a funny quote, and this one jumped off the page. Not because it's funny, but because it is true.

I am listening to an audio book called "Godless: The Church of Liberalism" by Ann Coulter. It is about how liberalism is a religion, but no one calls it that. The book is stunning, I would highly recommend it. You have to admire Ann because she isn't afraid to speak the blatant truth.

I'm afraid I might have just lost some readers. Oh, well, that's their choice.

I am also reading the book White by Ted Dekker, it is the last book in the circle trilogy. Those are amazing fiction books. I would also recommend them.

Today is a beautiful day where I live. One of the many suns is up, and the second is coming soon. The sky is a balmy pink, and everything smells like orange lilacs.

I wanted to catch you up on my two pineapples, Bob and Larry. They have not turned brown and crusty yet, meaning they are probably still alive. The other sign of them being still alive is they love to talk. One of their new ideas is to start a television show hosted by a tomato and a cucumber, (yes, they still haven't come to terms with their pineappleness.) I told them it was a great idea, and went on my way.

Have a balmy pink day!
-Me

2007-01-05T18:04:00.000-06:00

What an exciting blog!!! I fainted 5 times before I got up enough
energy to read the rest!
-an excerpt from a letter I received from a friend

Oh, my. That makes me laugh every time I read it. I wish I had a sense of humor.

I just finished eating a lone piece of bacon, it was feeling rather dejected, so I let it join its friends in a better place.

I have not done any more things to do, mainly because I have not had time. Today I was busy doing important things, and it is rather hard to do non-important things when you are doing important things.

It is the way the world works.

The majority of us cannot multi-task, some of us can't even talk on the phone and type at the same time. Luckily, I am not one of those people.

Here I am again, taking nothing and trying to talk about it. Some of us never lean.

Have a great evening,
-Me

2007-01-04T11:47:00.000-06:00

On a long enough timeline. The survival rate for everyone drops to
zero.
Chuck Palahniuk (1962 - )

So true.

I would like extend a formal welcome to all of the new people that might be viewing my exciting blog. So here it is:

You are formally welcomed to my exciting blog.

The reason this welcome has been brought on is because I sent out an e-mail to some of the exciting people that I know, to come visit my blog. If they know what is best for them, they will be reading this. Then they will e-mail me back and tell me how exciting my blog is, and what a perfect writer I am. (Isn't humility wonderful?)

Honestly, that is boring.

If they really knew what was best for them, they would follow my instructions and actually write me a letter telling me what is happening in their lives. That would be best.

I need to get back to doing some things to do, otherwise this blog will become boring. It will all become like today's post, where I take nothing, and talk about it for a long time.

That is called prater.

And, I don't enjoy prater, my siblings do it sometimes, and I get quite mad. So I will stop prattling, and get on with my exciting life.

-Me

2007-01-02T09:55:00.000-06:00

Well do you have some of those days
When you just need, you just need to be
When you just need to shut your mouth
And close your eyes and breathe in and out and drift away.
And sleep so soundly
And dream profoundly
Cast all your cares on the
Only thing that you really need
And sleep so soundly
-Tiffany Arbuckle Lee (a.k.a Plumb)
from her song "Sleep"

Well, if you know me, you probably have guessed that this post is about sleeping. You are, of course, right, but before I go off on a sleepy topic, I want to wish you all a HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!

I am a picky sleeper.

I may be the only one in the world, but I truly am. All of my 8 blankets have to be in a certain order, or else I don't sleep. Last night while I was making my bed, I accidentally forgot one blanket, so I had to take several off, and put that one in its right spot. My pillow also has to be on the right side, in the exact right spot on my bed.

You may call me hopeless, if you wish.

Or, as the Blond is thinking right now, "You have too much time on your hands, buddy."

I forgot to tell you all, that I got the part that I wanted in the play Annie! I cannot tell you what part it is, because then it could give away my identity. I'm not even going to tell you that I have to shave my head.

If you are sick, get well.
-Me

2006-12-31T13:55:00.000-06:00

This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown
with great force.
-Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)

I wonder what novel she is talking about, (do I hear the word "research"?)

Ok, right now I am listening to Natasha Bedingfield's "Single" (actually it just ended, but you can listen to it at http://play.napster.com/track/16859595 )

I am going to start a new song (I really want to listen to Fergie's "London Bridge" but it's not a very good song, so I won't give in.)

I am indeed going to go see Charlotte's Web today, I am looking forward to it. Dakota Fanning is such a talented person, and she's (contraction for "she is") so young. It's not fair!

Ok, I found a new song, Joy William's "By Surprise" ( http://play.napster.com/track/12256429 ) One of my siblings hates this song, but (of course) I love it!

Yesterday the Blond e-mailed me and told me that yesterday's post was "unusual." It said the post was rather long, I don't know if that is bad or not!

I have some news!

The Blond also told me that it is going to start the book tomorrow. It has joined the ranks as non-boringers! If I know the blond, it will try to catch up with the friend and I, but we won't let it. (Actually, I won't let it. The friend told me that it wouldn't care if the Blond caught up. See what friendship gets you? It is competing against me, but when it comes to the Blond...lets not go there.)

Well, I better go because this post might become "rather long".
-Me

P.S. I am now listening to the best song ever! Jill Parr's "Reach" ( http://play.napster.com/track/17995469 )

2006-12-30T09:14:00.000-06:00

People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.
-Logan Pearsall Smith (1865- 1946)

Me too, although life is rather fun.

Ola! From a place you've never been (unless, of course, you are lucky to be one of my family members.) I am in this place having a great time! I am listening to a song called "Domine" by Michelle Tumes (www.michelletumes.com, if you want to get the most out of this post you will listen to it too. It starts automatically on the home page.) I absolutely love this song! I believe that I might splurge and buy the c.d. (tisk, tisk.)

The friend is somewhere that I have never been this weekend. It is probably reading this, and it probably just listened to the awesome song, it probably thinks I am crazy because we do see eye to eye on musical tastes, (it's more like standing at the edge of a canyon trying to pick each other out on the other side)

This is the third time I have started the song (just shows that I write slow) I will soon tire of this song, and move on to listening to "Dream" by her on Napster.

Ok, I'm sick of it.

Ahh, that's better. This is a cooler song than Domine, but they could have sped it up a little bit. (click on this link to listen to it http://play.napster.com/track/13950516 ) I feel like I am blabbering, sorry, I'm rather bored.

Tomorrow I believe I am going to go see Charlotte's Web, that should be good. I can't wait to hear Julia Roberts, Oprah, and Reba!

Now I am listening to Do Ya by the same person (yes friend, she sang it before Jump5) here is the link: http://play.napster.com/track/18006717.

Ok, that is enough of my musical rampage. Have a dreamy day,
-Me

2006-12-29T10:55:00.000-06:00

How can anyone govern a nation that has 246 different kinds of
cheese?
-Charles de Gaulle

I honestly don't know.

I must thank the Cool Teen Librarian for this quote, it gave me it yesterday because it liked the other quote about cheese by G.K. Chesterton (see several posts ago.)

Today is a busy day, I am going to go visit my grandparents. I am leaving after lunch, and I have not packed yet, (this is your cue to feel special, because you are more important than having anything to wear for 4 days)

I must warn you, I may not post for the next few days (although I doubt it.)

I have a fear, that fear is that I might run out of things to blog about soon. Then my blog would become boring, and no one would want to read it. Then I might have to call myself boring and that would be disastrous.

But, there is still hope.

Yesterday, at the cinnamon roll fellowship, I played a game with several friends. It was called "Who is the most boring person." The way the game is played is - everyone gets several coins (or buttons, or any other round shiny object) everyone has to have the same amount. Then you choose someone to start and he/she/it says "I am the most boring person because..." and then they say something that they have never done. Everyone who has done that thing has to give that person a coin.

I ran out of coins first!

Therefore I am the most exciting person, but it gets better! Everyone was nice because they still wanted me in the game so they gave me more coins.

I ran out first again!

So, I am the most exciting person x2! Isn't that exciting?

Have an exciting day,
-Me

2006-12-28T08:54:00.000-06:00

Tomatoes and oregano make it Italian; wine and tarragon make it French. Sour cream makes it Russian; lemon and cinnamon make it Greek. Soy sauce makes it Chinese; garlic makes it good.
-Alice May Brock

I am going to start today's blog with a blatant confession. I am allergic to the smells of cinnamon rolls and coffee.

People think I am crazy.

But, it is true, whenever I make coffee or cinnamon rolls I start to sneeze, and sniffle, and feel congested. Therefore, I am allergic.

Today lots of people are coming to my house to have a Cinnamon Roll Fellowship, it will be fun, once I take my allergy pills.

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This is a note to the Reckless person-- (but you may read it if you wish)
Hello!
I am not going to be at work tomorrow, so I am wondering if you could e-mail me what you think of the "Sneak Peak."
Thank you,
-Me
********************************

I read an article in Architectural Digest yesterday about the new Bentley. (The magazine was from 2002, so now it is probably an old Bentley.) It looks rather nice, the seats are covered with dead cows, and they ruined forests to put embellishments into it. There is no plastic in it at all! (Which explains the $240,000 ish price tag)

Anyway, (this is where I am supposed to say have a nice day, because that is what I always say. But, I have decided to put something different in today, to beat the system...)
Have a wonderful day,
-Me

2006-12-27T09:52:00.000-06:00

What's the use of a good quotation if you can't change it?
-Doctor Who

Merry Two Days After Christmas! The reason I did not record my thoughts yesterday was because it was declared a "Computer Free Day" by someone. Have you ever tried blogging without a computer? It can't be done. I was rather mad.

I don't know about you but I had a marvelous Christmas. This year two of my Grandmothers were in a quilting mood, and they gave me quilts. Among other things I got a book on Bonsai (which I learned is pronounced like Bones-Eye, gross huh?) and some yummy Organic Cinnamon Snaps!

A sibling got a game called "Apples to Apples" a ridiculously easy game, that is rather addicting.

The friend got a MP3 player, and a C.D. that I wanted (Plumb - Candycoatedwaterdrops, hint hint...)

I am listening to internet radio right now and the song "Happy" by Ayiesha Woods just ended. I like that song, it makes me happy.

Guess what!?! In four days the New Year will be here! Here is my guide to New Year resolutions

Me's Guide to New Year Resolutions
by Me

1) Don't pretend you are going to do something you're not, like visiting every city in the world, honestly, that's crazy.

2) Losing weight is a bad idea, when you loose weight you will realise that you are colder in the winter. That is because you don't have all of that blubber holding heat in (never thought about that, huh?)

3) Start slowly, remember, after this new year there will be another new year.

4) Don't make snow angles.

5) (Blond, this one is especially for you.) Concussions are not as fun as they look, deciding that you are going to set a world record for the most concussions received in a year is stupid. You will loose count on the first one.

That's it! Enjoy your day,
-Me

2006-12-24T14:16:00.000-06:00

Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.
-G.K. Chesterton (1874 - 1936)

I thought this was rather true. But, it seems to me that there might be a hidden meaning in it somewhere...I haven't seen it yet, and when (or if) I do I will probably remove this post from embarrassment.

Merry Christmas!

Well, I decided to add some color to your life, hence the red and green. Hope you enjoyed it, because it takes away from the classy feeling of my blog, and I'll probably never do it again.

You are all feeling triumphant today, I know because last week I said that I don't blog on Sundays, and today I am blogging, so you feel better than me because you keep your word.
I have something to tell you, the only reason I am blogging is because I feel guilty for not blogging yesterday, and I won't blog tomorrow because it is Christmas! (Let me rephrase that I MAY not blog tomorrow, I really don't want to lock myself into anything...)

Please, remember the reason for the season, you know what it is and I don't need to explain it. It isn't called CHRISTmas for nothing.

Have a wonderful Christmas, and don't eat too much of your grandmother's fruitcake.
-Me

2006-12-22T09:14:00.000-06:00

I often quote myself. It adds spice to my conversation.
George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950)

I quote myself too!

The reason I have not blogged for the past two days is because: 1) Blogger would not let me sign into my account, and 2) I had already spent too much time on the computer. I'm sorry, you were probably worried.

Well, it is the eve of the eve of Christmas Eve day, and I have the sneezles (meaning I am sneezing today.) It is not to the point where I am miserable, but I am just annoyed.

I completed another thing to do! #10 - Have an embarrassing moment and get over it. Last night I was calling the friend on the telephone. I picked the phone up and automatically dialed a number, a lady picked up, I thought it was the friend's sister.
"Hi, is *the friend* there?" (I am replacing names to protect the privacy of certain individuals)
"*the friend?*" she sounded rather confuzzled
"Oh, I'm sorry, I have the wrong number."
"*Me?*"
"*Jenn?*" (Yes, Jenn you know who you are, you play that part in *The Movie*)
I had accidentally called *Jenn's* house, it was rather embarrassing, but I had wanted to talk to her anyway.

I hope you all have a marvelous day! (Oh and Reckless, thank you for the amazing pictures, I have made several posters and they look great!)
-Me

2006-12-19T10:44:00.000-06:00

And remember, don't eat earwax!
-Angela
Character from the book 'Eldest' by Christopher Paolini

I went and saw the film "Eragon" last night. I enjoyed it, and I thought they did a good job. Except for the fact that they eliminated half the book. Several main characters are missing, and, a few things that relate to the next book are also missing.

Oh, well, It wasn't boring, and Edward Speelers did a good job as Eragon.

Whenever I see a good film, I get a wired feeling, the feeling stays with me for several days and then leaves. I have that feeling now, and I get rather annoyed with it. I seriously don't know how to describe it, or what it is. Here is a list of films that has given me that feeling--
Lord of the Rings (all parts)
Pirates of the Caribbean; Dead Man's Chest

Those are truly good films.

******************************
This is a message for the Blond (but you may read it if you like)
******************************
Dear Blond,
Get better soon,
******************************

Everyone, have a good day!
-Me

2006-12-18T13:33:00.000-06:00

All programmers are playwrights and all computers are lousy
actors.
-Unknown

We could rephrase that by saying, "all programmers are bald and all computers do is remind you of the fact."

I have decided that I am going to learn how to play the harmonica! The first step in the process, is going into my closet, and digging it out.

I will probably get lost.

My closet is rather large, in fact, you could call it a room off of my room. It is messy, and unorganized (which is really quite strange when you are a librarian, but we all have our guilty pleasures.) The harmonica is in my closet, somewhere.

I am also allergic to my closet, if I stay in it for too long, I start a sneezing fit, and I get a runny nose and I dalk dike dhis for da rest of da day. Therefore, I will have to figure out a systematic way to look for the harmonica through several days.

So much work, for such a little harmonica.

Maybe I won't learn the harmonica. I have a guitar, somewhere...
Have a great day,
-Me

2006-12-17T15:00:00.000-06:00

The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself. -Ben Franklin

Yes, we definitely do. On occasion I get out of bed, come very close to catching a days worth of happiness, and suddenly fall off a cliff.

I usually don't blog on Sundays, but today is special. Today is one very special day, so special, in fact, that I might have to do something special.

The reason why it is special is because I am blogging!

Don't get used to it. Like I said, I usually don't blog on Sundays, this is one rare (and extremely special) occasion. The only reason I am blogging is because I'm bored.

I didn't say I was boring, I said I was bored.

There is a rather large difference, if I were a boring person, you wouldn't be reading this (at least I hope you wouldn't be.)

As you can tell, I am blogging about nothing. Now, I will stop writing, so I don't loose all of my readers.

Have fun catching your happiness!
-Me

2006-12-16T13:17:00.000-06:00

I stare at the wall
I do not think it will move
But I can't be sure
-Thea Feldman,
Prizewinning Haiku Poem, Cat Fancy 2002

Isn't that hilarous? I laughed, and laughed, and almost snorted.

I completed another thing to do! #73 - Have a sleepover. A different friend (not the friend) came over to my house, and spent the night. We made our handwriting into computer fonts, it was quite fun.

The last 2 things that I did were #86 (sing) and #83 (dye, no not that die, dye) I have 14 things done!

I have done something that not many people can claim that they have done. I finished my Christmas shopping! I did not give in to the "wait until December 24 at 11:59" peer pressure.

I am proud of myself.

It is dismal and dreary outside. I think it should snow, (Hah! I caught you feeling proud of yourself for using deductive reasoning, you have now come to the conclusion that I live somewhere where it snows! But, you haven't realised yet that in most of the world it snows. So you really have gotten nowhere.)

Have a good afternoon,
-Me

2006-12-15T09:19:00.000-06:00

Why isn't there a special name for the tops of your feet?
Lily Tomlin (1939 - )

That has never occurred to me before! Why isn't there?

I found the book!!!!!!

It was not kidnapped, or stolen, or killed. It was right where I last put it. It's funny how that works, isn't it?

I will probably write more later,
-Me

2006-12-14T14:44:00.000-06:00

Journalism largely consists of saying 'Lord Jones is Dead' to people
who never know that Lord Jones was alive.
-G.K. Chesterton (1874 - 1936)

Well, I for one didn't know he was alive.

As you may have noticed I have been playing with different themes for my blog. I have settled on this new one, because it is rather cool! The only disadvantage is that you cannot see what I am reading, and listening to (we all know you were so interested in that...)

The book is still missing, I think someone might have stolen it, and put it in an unusual place. I will keep looking though!

Today I am tired, actually, to be entirely truthful, a wave of tiredness has just hit me in the last 5 minutes. I am looking forward to bed this evening.

I have a story to tell.

Yesterday, at a meeting that I was at, someone almost died. That someone was Tina, (we came to the conclusion that she didn't know who she was until I told her,) During a brief refreshment break, I went into the kitchen and all of a sudden I heard loud coughing coming from the meeting room. I immediately went in there, and saw that Tina was choking on a cookie! Everyone else was just continuing on their conversation, ignoring poor, dying Tina. In between her coughs she insisted that she was fine, so I believed her and went back into the kitchen.

It was a close call.

Remember, cookies can be dangerous.
-Me

New Face!

2006-12-13T13:44:00.000-06:00

We all have faces, just some peoples are fake.
-Me

2006-12-13T13:10:00.000-06:00

There's no easy way out. If there were, I would have bought it. And believe me, it would be one of my favorite things!
Oprah Winfrey (1954 - )

Well, I have something to tell Oprah. Staples (the store) has invented the Easy Button, and they might just be interested in selling it to her.

I really don't have anything to say today, so I will leave you with one thought.

I'm not boring.
-Me

2006-12-12T14:17:00.000-06:00

I get a lot of cracks about my hair, mostly from men who don't have any.
-Ann Richards

I dyed my hair, therefore I have completed another thing to do.

No one can tell.

On the box the color looked dark brown, but on my head it looks just a slight bit darker than my natural hair, which is dark blond. Oh, well, I still did it.

The friend is planning on dyeing its hair orange. It will look disastrously horrid.

I still cannot seem to find the book, it has disappeared. I have an idea where I might look, but if it is not there I might just cry (Hah! What a funny thought, me, crying?)

Oh, the woes of life.

Don't get depressed,
-Me

2006-12-11T15:38:00.000-06:00

It is hard enough to remember my opinions, without also remembering my
reasons for them!
-Friedrich Nietzsche (1844 - 1900)

I remembered what the second story was!

2) Macy*s is overrated. I went shopping in the St Paul one and it reminded me of a large Target with higher prices.

Oh, my, now I have made people mad.
-Me

P.S. I still have not found the book

2006-12-11T09:05:00.000-06:00

Falling, dropping, flying through space.
I have lost my place in earth's great embrace.
-a poem by me

I couldn't find a quote about falling off the edge of the earth, so I had to make one up.

I took a trip.

I didn't warn you, I'm sorry. You all were probably worrying that I had perished or something dreadful like that. I went to St Paul, Minnesota. I stayed in the Crowne Plaza hotel (a nice hotel, except the elevators are slow), on floor 15. I have several stories to tell!

1) On the first night of my stay, we (my family decided that they were coming too) got our luggage out of the car and waited for an elevator to come. After about 15 minutes one came and we got in. There were several other people who were in the elevator too.

They were experiencing the result of one too many drinks.

One lady was particularly tipsy, and she looked at our luggage and exclaimed. "You guys look like you're getting ready to be on Survivor! What, have you been living in your car?" It was rather hilarious, the elevator came to her floor and she stumbled off, just before the door closed I heard a laugh that sounded like a dying crow.

2) I can't remember this story, I'm getting old. I will tell you it when my memory comes back.

3) After we waited for an elevator to come, we ate at a restaurant called Cossetta's Italian Market & Pizzeria. Supposedly it is famous, now I have eaten there, and I have made it more famous!

I also completed a thing to do yesterday, sing in front of an audience, but I can't tell you what # it was because I cannot seem to find my book.

The "Search for the Book" is on!
-Me

2006-12-04T20:15:00.000-06:00

The public will believe anything, so long as it is not founded on truth.
-Edith Sitwell (1887 - 1964)

I have decided to reveal all.

My name is Henry Chutney Yankee, I live on a small island off of Australia. I own a custom Bentley, and drive it around my humble island rather fast. My house is large, bigger than yours. I am not founding any of this on the truth. My mother named me Henry because she thought it was fitting and Chuntey because she saw it on a maroon candle that she thought was pretty, it is my father's fault that my last name is Yankee.

I fooled you all!

I am not going to reveal all, in fact I will keep a cloak of secrecy around myself because then I will feel mysterious, and I enjoy that feeling.

Today was a busy day. I had piano lessons, then I had to go to work, then I had to try out for a play, then I had to eat supper, then I had to blog. That is why it is so late, I apologize, please forgive me.

The friend has around 14 or 15 things to do done. (Read that sentence again, it is rather confusing, if you think about it.) I still have only 11 things to do done, but that will change. Tomorrow is Tuesday, and that is good news because I have time on Tuesdays.

May tomorrow always stay tomorrow, because if it doesn't something drastically changed and we will all be doomed.
-Me

2006-12-02T09:25:00.000-06:00

I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has
always to be out of step with his time.
-Orson Welles (1915- 1985)

Yes, I agree. My grandparent's neighbor was out of step with its time, it always hung its Christmas tree from the ceiling. Now upside-down Christmas trees are the rage.

People have come through, this morning I was prepared to cringe as I viewed my page hits, I expected there to be 0 for yesterday.

I was wrong.

Do you know how hard those words were to write? I'm usually never wrong, in fact, people realise that and they have dubbed me with a wonderful little name: "The Know-It-All" It is so nice of them to realise that I do know more then them. Sometimes when they are particularly stunned by my knowledge they call me "Smarty Pants." How sweet.
Anyway, I was wrong, 4 people came and viewed my blog.

That is a step up.

Not a large one, but it is in the right direction.

Now I need to go finish a trailer for my new film.
-Me

2006-12-01T13:02:00.000-06:00

While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait
till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.
-Samuel Johnson (1709 - 1784)

Well, I checked my hits for yesterday, and there is only one person reading this blog. Thank you, you have not deserted me (although, if you are not reading this then you have) you are faithful to the cause. You should be given a blue ribbon.

I believe I know who you are.

You are Tina (I am using a name that only you will know what I mean :) thank you Tina. I may be wrong, you might be the Reckless person (again, only you will know what I mean) or the Cool Teen Librarian (you know who you are) or you could be the Blond (I'm knot, I'm knot, I'm knot!).

Tell all of your friends about the cool blog that you found.
-Me

2006-11-30T13:54:00.000-06:00

My evening visitors, if they cannot see the clock, should find the time
in my face.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882)

Yes, it is time to notice in my face that everyone needs to come and visit my blog. I had only 2 visitors yesterday, and I am close to plunging into a state of blog-depression.

But, I will prevail! I'm not boring, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not.

I completed another challenge last night, #98 - Drive something. I drove something very unusual, something that not many people get to drive, something so rare that you can go outside and see several of them in your first glance, have you guessed what it is yet? A car!

It was rather boring.

I didn't have any sudden urge to drive off the road, and nothing blew up. The only thing that happened is the car in front of me slowed down, therefore I had to slow down too.

Please don't become one of the deserters, keep checking my blog.
-Me

2006-11-29T12:26:00.000-06:00

What is food to one, is to others bitter poison.
-Lucretius (96 BC - 55 BC)

And then there were 10.

Last night I completed my 10th thing to do, #62 - Cook a Meal. I made noodles and put chili (that was conveniently in the crock pot) on top of them. It was rather good! I didn't make dessert, and there was no appetizer, but I did have a side dish of corn, that was rather under or over cooked (I know there was something wrong, but I couldn't quite tell, I just thew it in the chili and called it good.) It was a fun experence.

I believe I have caught up!

But, as always, I will talk to the friend and it will have done more.

There are things to do, places to go, and people to see!
Ta ta,
-Me

2006-11-28T11:34:00.000-06:00

He who builds a better mousetrap these days runs into material shortages, patent-infringement suits, work stoppages, collusive bidding, discount discrimination--and taxes.
-H. E. Martz

I thought that was funny, it has nothing to do with this post, I just liked it.

I have completed #3 - Make an Origami Crane, with much difficulty. The instructions in the book were worthless, you couldn't make heads or tales of them.

Google is a wonderful invention.

I finally completed my crane, and I named it Bernie. He is blue with white and green flowers. Bernie also has a crick in his neck.

I have 9 things to do done!
-Me

2006-11-28T10:53:00.000-06:00

You can't deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favorite
chair and stays as long as it wants.
-Stephen King (1947 - )

I have completed 3 more, #40 - Take care of an animal, #44 - Teach your grandparents something new, and #52 - Learn to Swim.

These were easy ones, I take care of an animal every day, I just taught my Grandmother something new over the weekend, and I already know how to swim.

I'm catching up!
-Me

2006-11-28T10:09:00.000-06:00

Drawing on my fine command of the English language, I said nothing.
Robert Benchley (1889 - 1945)

Oh, if only we were wise enough to say nothing when we need too. The world would be much quieter.

As you may have noticed, I have added a fun little thing that tells you what I am reading and listening too. Unfortunately, it is being rather stupid by not letting me format it, oh well, it just looks rather messy.

But, it is not boring.

I talked to the friend last night, and it said that it had not completed any more things to do. I have a chance to catch up with it!

I'm going to keep this post short, because I might have to write a whole lot more today.

The pineapples send their regards,
-Me

2006-11-27T10:40:00.000-06:00

I've always believed in writing without a collaborator, because where
two people are writing the same book, each believes he gets all the worries and
only half the royalties.
-Agatha Christie (1890 - 1976)

How true, although I have never written a book with a collaborator (come to think of it, I've never written a book) I believe that if I were writing this blog with someone else, then I would be worried that it was the other person's fault that I'm not getting very many page hits.

Without a collaborator I know that it is entirely my fault.

But, there are ways to make this blog become more popular you could all tell your friends to tell their friends to tell their friends and so on.

I haven't done any more challenges yet, but I have planted a pineapple! Today I planted two pineapples, and in about 2 years I will be able to eat them! (For online instructions on how to plant a pineapple of your own Google "plant a pineapple") I named my pineapples Bob and Larry because they have problems. One of the pineapple thinks that it is a tomato and one thinks that it is a cucumber. I have considered getting the pineapples help, but there were no Pineapple Psychiatrists listed in the yellow pages.

Have a great day!
-Me and Bob and Larry.

2006-11-25T13:37:00.000-06:00

"Who are you and how did you get in here?' 'I'm a locksmith. And, I'm a
locksmith.'
Leslie Nielsen (1926 - )

Howdy!

I must apologize for my posts the last 2 days, I have read them over and have realised that they are rather hard to understand. I'm sorry, I was tired, and out of it.

I just finished eating lunch, I'm full. I believe that I am getting fat. Ever since Thursday, I have felt full, but when the meals come around I eat some more.

It's a vicious cycle.

I think that I should fast for a meal (or possibly more.) My Grandmother is feeding me very well, and it is probably visible.

Now, all of you who I know, especially the one I'll see on Monday, (you know who you are, not the friend, but the piano person) will be looking for signs that I am becoming obese.

I am listening to Christmas music! Natalie Grant to be exact, it is wonderful. Natalie, if you are reading this, (I don't think that she is, but you never know.) keep up the good work!

I finished The Visitation, I didn't like the ending, I wanted it to go out with a big BANG, but it didn't. The rest of it was very good, I highly recommend it.

You may be wondering why I haven't been talking about the things to do. *Insert a sigh big enough to blow someone over here* The friend is winning, and is way ahead of me. Of course, I'm still going to win.

I'm just a late bloomer.

Take that as a warning, friend. You win everything else, but this time things will change! It is that simple.

Well, that's enough of me!
Have a great day, and get out your Christmas music.
-Me

2006-11-24T17:43:00.000-06:00

Eat before shopping, if you go to the store hungry, you are likely to make unnecessary purchases.
-American Health Association Cookbook

I gave in. Yes, I went shopping today. I bought 3 c.d's (Rather good ones too: Natalie Grant - Awaken, Natalie Grant - Believe, and Plumb - Beautiful Lumps of Coal) I got a wonderful price on them too (I only spent $18!)

I am in the middle of an amazing book by Frank Peretti called The Visitation, It has me scared silly.

Yesterday I talked to a cousin, and it was rather scared that I was blogging. It seemed to think that blogging wasn't safe or something.

It's not.

Well, it is if you're careful, like me!

Oh, my, I feel like I'm rambling and that everything that I'm saying is boring.

I'm not boring, so I'll stop writing before I convince myself that I am.

Have a wonderful evening!
-Me

2006-11-23T20:19:00.000-06:00

You don't need to outdo the competition. It's expensive and defensive.
Underdo your competition. We need more simplicity and clarity
-Jason Fried, Keynote Speech, SXSW 2006

Well, you can see why his last name is Fried, but that is the perfect explanation of how I am feeling now.

The friend e-mailed me. It has 10 (yes 10) of the things to do done (depressing isn't it?) Right now, I am underdoing the friend!

I have decided that salads will be my topic for tonight. Salads and shopping. I have several unique views on salads. There are salads that are good for you, and salads that are actually puddings, but are called salads to get over the guilt trip. I had some of both today.

That brings us to shopping. Did you hear about how Target tied that poor guy up above Times Square and told him to get out before tomorrow (Friday) morning? In my opinion they should have tied his wife up, she would have had more incentive. The reason why there are so many people who shop the day after Thanksgiving is so they can walk (or run, or push, or shove, or murder) off their calories that they chalked up the day before. It's true. The friend is getting up at an outrageously early hour and is going to shop all day long.

That is boring.

So, in that view, I am winning, because the friend has become boring. (I feel a nasty e-mail coming from the friend.)

Enough of me. Have a great evening.
-Me

2006-11-23T08:34:00.000-06:00

On Thanksgiving Day all over America, families sit down to dinner at
the same moment- halftime.
-Unknown

That is not true, my family is more bonded than that. Who cares about a stupid football game?
Let's not get started on the topic of sports.

Happy Thanksgiving!
Today is the day that all of the skinny people look forward to, and the horizontally challenged people dread! We eat and eat and eat until we are full. Then we eat some more! Today is the day when we look more like the Macy's parade balloons than people. Today is the day where we pretend to be thankful, but we're so busy looking at the game score to remember. Today is the day that the pilgrims sat down and thanked God for all He had provided for them.

We forget about that one all the time.

In fact we try to forget it. God has provided our country with so much, and we thank him with what? Nothing. Today, why don't we all sit down and thank God, truly, from our hearts, for all that he has done for us. Really.

Remember, if the pumpkin pie is green, don't eat it.
-Me

2006-11-22T17:02:00.000-06:00

We come and go just like ripples in a stream.
-John V. Politis

Yep, the bottle just went. Thing to do #1 - send a message in a bottle has come and gone.

It is a little bit of a story. The siblings and I went to walk the pets. We also carried a Gatorade bottle with an orange lid. Inside the bottle with the orange lid was an orange piece of paper with a note on it. The lid was super glued on. (If you are the one who found the bottle, now you know why you couldn't get the lid off!) I threw the bottle off a bridge and watched it peacefully flow down, down, on it's new journey.

It got stuck.

We unstuck it, and it flowed again. But, unfortunately it got stuck again, and again. We finally gave up, and for all we know it could be being used by a happy little beaver in it's new dam. Oh, well.

That was not boring.

Have a great evening, and don't forget that Thanksgiving is tomorrow. (That means the Macy's parade is on!)

-Me

2006-11-22T11:19:00.000-06:00

I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of
liking them.
-Jane Austen (1775 - 1817)

How nice, Jane Austen is a simple person. She is not simple minded, mind you, but a simple person.

I'm winning!

I hope, the friend has not updated me yet on what it is doing today.
I have just completed #26 - Help save the planet. This one was not hard either, all I had to do is fill out a form of what I recycle! It took me awhile to figure out why I had trouble with the form, though. It didn't list cardboard, and I recycle lots of cardboard!

Yesterday I had 12 people look at my blog! Most of the people were from places that I've never been. Isn't that interesting?

Toodles!
-Me

2006-11-22T08:56:00.000-06:00

I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the
roster of Those Who Do Things. I don't do any thing. Not one single thing. I
used to bite my nails, but I don't even do that any more.
-Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)

Oh, my. Sounds a little like me, but I still bite mine.

That is a horrible habit.

I completed #7 - Prepare yourself for fame. As you can see, I'm doing the easiest one's first so I can catch up the the friend.

I have caught up!

Now you can have a party, or maybe I should have a party to complete #31.
No, I'll wait.

Don't eat too much turkey tomorrow, you could get fat.
-Me

2006-11-22T08:45:00.000-06:00

You grow up the day you have your first real laugh -- at yourself.
-Ethel Barrymoore

I just completed #101 - Decide what you want to be when you grow up. That was easy. I just needed a way to get ahead of the friend. I'm not there yet.

I'm also not boring, yet.

The friend e-mailed me back and told me that it has completed three things to do, as of this morning. I have completed two, as of this morning. Now once the friend reads this it will realise that it can do this one also, so it will have four.

It is a slippery slope.

Have a marvolous day! I'll keep you updated
-Me

2006-11-21T18:52:00.000-06:00

Speak when you are angry--and you will make the best speech you'll ever
regret.
Laurence J. Peter (1919-1988)

This should be a lesson to me because I am angry at the friend. I e-mailed it and it wrote me back saying "I have now read your blog. Just so you know...you're not winning!" and "I will not be sharing how many I have completed. The only thing I will tell you is whether or not I'm ahead of you!" Isn't that grand? But, I have my ways...hopefully.

The friend is going to get a good talking to, after Thanksgiving.

Just wanted to update you,
-Me

2006-11-21T10:53:00.000-06:00

I can think of nothing more boring for the American people than to have
to sit in their living rooms for a whole half hour looking at my face on their
television screens.
-Dwight D. Eisenhower (1890 - 1969)

Seems fitting, of course you will have noticed by now that I am starting every post with a quote by someone, and (although I don't know this) I will most likely say "Seems fitting" after every quote. That could be considered boring.

But, I am not boring, yet.

The reason why it is not boring is because the quote really does seem fitting. If it didn't I wouldn't say it. Simplicity is something that most people don't have, (I'm not saying that I do have it because if I did my blogs would be something like this " *empty space* ")

I have not completed any more challenges yet, but I still felt like blogging. It is rather fun. I have not made contact with the friend yet because it leaves to go somewhere today, and my sibling reminded me that I'm not supposed to talk to it until after Thanksgiving. I forgot about that.

So, currently I am winning.

Although I might not be. I won't know until I talk to the friend after Thanksgiving.
I'll keep you updated. Thanks for reading!
-Me

2006-11-21T10:43:00.000-06:00

We are always changing. We cannot remain static in a revolving
world. The world is changing you, but it is up to you to change it.
-a
random thought by me
November 20, 2006

I thought this was fitting to start off my new blog. I don't know, now you think that I'm crazy and you'll stop reading mine and continue browsing through blogs. Or you'll think I'm really deep and that everything I blog about will be over your head, so you will continue on your search for an intresting blog. Really I am neither (pronounced NIther, like "kNIfe") I am just another person taking part in the Grand Scheme of things.

But I am not boring, yet.

The reason I am doing this blog is to complete #36 in the book "101 things to do before you're old and boring" A friend and I are racing to see who can complete all 101 challenges first. The race started at 3:30 pm CST on November 20 in the year Two-thousand and six.

I'm winning

I hope, the friend could have already completed more of the challenges than me. I doubt it. I won't know 'till I talk to it, sometime.
This blog is so you can track my progress through the book, while looking into a little window of my life. Thank you for taking time from your life, to read about mine.
Enjoy,
Me