Fell in Love with the Game
So, now that John Reuben's and Thousand Foot Krutch's new albums are out, I have yet another list of anticipated albums. The next album to come out that I am anticipating is Blindside's "The Great Depression." I've just watched the music video for "Fell in Love with the Game" and the song is awsome. I was paying attention to the music more then the video. That comes out August 2, or just next week. I just today found out the release date. I haven't been to blindside's website in awhile. Cool stuff. Next album I'm anticipating is Juliana Theory's CD, Deadbeat Sweetheart. That comes out September 13. Exciting. It's been a long wait, and they have worked hard on this album. I feel they won't dissappoint me, or their other fans. The next album won't come out until next year, but I am anticipating it. No name for the album, yet, but it is by someone you know I like: Grits. Grits have been up to a lot of things. They toured Norway, they now have a clothing line and some other things. I was kinda disappointed with their last album...s... for it was two albums. Dichotomy A and B, weren't my favorite Grits albums. My favorite album my them is still "Art of Translation" and reminds me to order "Art of Transformation" their remix of the album. Toby Mac is also releasing another album... well a remix of his latest album, "Renovating the Diverse City." Am I anticipating this? Well... kinda sorta. I'll buy it, I just probably won't buy it the day it comes out. Why? I dunno. I already have the songs, it's just gonna be remixed... yeah. Anyways, I'm gonna go to bed because I have to work tomorrow. The sad part is that next week I have to work 4 days in a row and they are 9 to 6:30 days. Uhg. I have half hour breaks, but still. That's harsh, running around for 9 hours. I'm gonna go. Bye. Be good boys and girls and eat your vegetables.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Sunday, July 24, 2005
Connect the Dot
Hey everybody. Soooooo, it's been awhile. Oh well. I suppose you probably didnt really notice. So let's just cut to the complaint department. It's not that bad of a complaint. Come one :P. Anyways, we were dogsitting this little doggy named Copper. He's a Dockson and he's two years old. Those dogs seem stuck up. In fact, they are kinda. This dog wasn't. Your first impression is that he was, but he's really not. See, Rascal loves to play, and we were thinking, "Man, Copper is gonna hate Rascal." So after having him for two hours, Rascal was chewing on his ears for that time and Copper just took it. After two hours, they started playing together. They weren't fighting, they were playing. After a couple weeks of having him, we gave up trying to make Copper shut up, because he likes to bark at nothing. When we let him outside, he literally barks at air. I figured out that he was trying to make any dogs within ear shot, bark. We no want this. If there is a dog within earshot, and the dog barks back, Copper will bark nonstop. I figured out a way to shut him up. First I take the hose, and squirt him with water... actually that's the whole plan. It works like a charm. Also, he will sit by the window, when he's inside, and if he sees any movement (neighbor walking to car, flying bird, etc) he will not hesitate to bark his freaking head off. He finally went home yesterday. I'm joyful, Rascal sad. See my mom and dad are out of town so he's really down, and now that his playmate is gone... well I love him a lot now days and play with him when I can. Moving on.
I purchase Thousand Foot Krutch's CD, "The art of Breaking" on Tuesday. I finally figured out that the Rainbowshop doesn't put out CDs on the shelves on their release date, even though they are on sale. This is the second CD I had to go up to the counter and ask for. If you remember the john Reuben CD. That wasn't a real sentence I just realized. It's suppose to be connected onto the previous sentence. Or maybe I could finish it off, like, "If you remember the John Reuben CD, I had to go up to the counter to get it, also." That sounds good. I haven't had time to listen to it that much. I've only go twice through it, and listened to it off and on. The only time I get a listen is when I'm driving around in my automobile, my baby beside me at the wheel... ok I don't have a baby... yeah. So far my favorite song is "Absolute." Moving on.
How 'bout that hailstorm on Thurday? We got a broken window. Luckily it's a double paned window, so only the outside pane got pain... get it. It's a pun. Tehehe. Yes some of Destroyer's habits got to me. Also My mirror shattered, on the driver's side. My car is already hailed out, so you don't even notice the new hail dents. For all I know, I didn't recieve any dents. If you didn't know, we recieved golf ball sized hail, with 60 mph winds. Yeah. I think everyone here knows that though. So like 10 minutes before the storm, I was playing some Starcraft on my computer, and then I look out my window... I don't know why I did, but I did, and I say trees blowing really hard... and then I relized that Copper and Rascal are outside, so I bring them in and ten minutes later it starts hailing like God is play golf, and Rascal crawls under my parents' bed and starts barking. What a brave chicken he is. He shows that storm who's boss... under the bed. Moving on.
So I just realized how fun it is to say Croquet. You know, the game where you hit balls, through little hoops, with mallets and try to get the ball to the stick sticking out of the ground. That croquet. I don't know why, but it's just a funny word. Your word for the day is "Croquet". Don't forget. Moving on
To lunch. Bye.
Hey everybody. Soooooo, it's been awhile. Oh well. I suppose you probably didnt really notice. So let's just cut to the complaint department. It's not that bad of a complaint. Come one :P. Anyways, we were dogsitting this little doggy named Copper. He's a Dockson and he's two years old. Those dogs seem stuck up. In fact, they are kinda. This dog wasn't. Your first impression is that he was, but he's really not. See, Rascal loves to play, and we were thinking, "Man, Copper is gonna hate Rascal." So after having him for two hours, Rascal was chewing on his ears for that time and Copper just took it. After two hours, they started playing together. They weren't fighting, they were playing. After a couple weeks of having him, we gave up trying to make Copper shut up, because he likes to bark at nothing. When we let him outside, he literally barks at air. I figured out that he was trying to make any dogs within ear shot, bark. We no want this. If there is a dog within earshot, and the dog barks back, Copper will bark nonstop. I figured out a way to shut him up. First I take the hose, and squirt him with water... actually that's the whole plan. It works like a charm. Also, he will sit by the window, when he's inside, and if he sees any movement (neighbor walking to car, flying bird, etc) he will not hesitate to bark his freaking head off. He finally went home yesterday. I'm joyful, Rascal sad. See my mom and dad are out of town so he's really down, and now that his playmate is gone... well I love him a lot now days and play with him when I can. Moving on.
I purchase Thousand Foot Krutch's CD, "The art of Breaking" on Tuesday. I finally figured out that the Rainbowshop doesn't put out CDs on the shelves on their release date, even though they are on sale. This is the second CD I had to go up to the counter and ask for. If you remember the john Reuben CD. That wasn't a real sentence I just realized. It's suppose to be connected onto the previous sentence. Or maybe I could finish it off, like, "If you remember the John Reuben CD, I had to go up to the counter to get it, also." That sounds good. I haven't had time to listen to it that much. I've only go twice through it, and listened to it off and on. The only time I get a listen is when I'm driving around in my automobile, my baby beside me at the wheel... ok I don't have a baby... yeah. So far my favorite song is "Absolute." Moving on.
How 'bout that hailstorm on Thurday? We got a broken window. Luckily it's a double paned window, so only the outside pane got pain... get it. It's a pun. Tehehe. Yes some of Destroyer's habits got to me. Also My mirror shattered, on the driver's side. My car is already hailed out, so you don't even notice the new hail dents. For all I know, I didn't recieve any dents. If you didn't know, we recieved golf ball sized hail, with 60 mph winds. Yeah. I think everyone here knows that though. So like 10 minutes before the storm, I was playing some Starcraft on my computer, and then I look out my window... I don't know why I did, but I did, and I say trees blowing really hard... and then I relized that Copper and Rascal are outside, so I bring them in and ten minutes later it starts hailing like God is play golf, and Rascal crawls under my parents' bed and starts barking. What a brave chicken he is. He shows that storm who's boss... under the bed. Moving on.
So I just realized how fun it is to say Croquet. You know, the game where you hit balls, through little hoops, with mallets and try to get the ball to the stick sticking out of the ground. That croquet. I don't know why, but it's just a funny word. Your word for the day is "Croquet". Don't forget. Moving on
To lunch. Bye.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Typical American Dream
So I was thinking and I said to myself, "You are really pessimistic, Roy. You complain a lot." Then I got to thinking again and I said to myself, "Maybe you are, but you are optimistic, also." And I wondered what was in a Wonderball... or I wondered if this was truly possible. Can you be both? I don't know. All I know is that I complain a lot. I mean look at my last post. Me complaining about forums. Anyways, I've decided that I'm gonna try to not complain, as much. So what's new in my life? Well I noticed that Charles updated his blog, and then I said to myself, "Yep, that's Charles." and then I went on to the next blog. Also I went up to Wibaux for the Independence Day, or Fourth of July, or three days after Canada Day. It was alright. One of the better parades I've seen recently. They had a nice one, and they threw candy! I don't really like candy all that much, so it didn't matter to me. It was a pretty long parade, considering the size of the town. I think it went on for like 45 minutes, and wasn't really dull. Then I saw a talent show, and some acts were alright. Most songs sung were country, and they sang along with the CD, not to their own music. Some music was sung to their own music, on the piano, and those were good. Then there were comedy acts and stuffs like that. Anyways, there's more, but I feel like I'm boring you. I like to read fantasy books. Not Harry Potter. I just didn't like them. That's me though. My favorite fantasy writer would have to be R.A. Salvatore. Right now I'm reading the Demon Wars series. Kinda funny how I started reading the series. I read the 2nd book in the series, first, by accident. I was looking for a book to read one day, and stumbled upon it and started reading it. I got about 10 pages in when I realized that. I finished the book, and Salvatore is so good a writer is that I didn't really need to read the first book, to understand the 2nd. Now I'm reading the first book and am almost done with it. I feel saddened because the CHS library has the series, but I can't check out any books from them, after July 11, until the beginning of the school year. So I have to wait. I don't think that Public library had the series. Anyways, I'm probably boring you again. This morning I woke up at 3:30 am, by accident. I thought my alarm rung, and I got out of bed and made my way downstairs to take a shower. I thought it odd that no one else was awake, or that it was kinda dark, but I went anyways. When I was in the shower I was like, "I'm gonna have to take a nap, after summer school today. I'm tired." I was hearing sounds, so I assumed my parents had gotten up. So I went upstairs, and my mom was like, "What are you doing up?" and I'm like "I don't know. Why?" and she's like "it's 3:30 in the morning." and I'm like "Oh! I'm going to bed, goodnight." and so i went to bed and looked at my clock and sure enought it was 3:30. I didn't need to take a nap today.
I also thought I lost my cat, today. My mom was leaving and she's like "I haven't seen the cat lately, and i've been letting her inside and outside all morning. You may want to check outside for her." and so my mom left. So I checked my brother's room, and under his bed. Nothing. I checked all downstairs. Nothing. I checked upstairs, under the beds. Nothing. I checked outside, and nothing. There's no way she would be able to get out of our backyard, for we Rascal proofed it. And she's to fat to jump over the fence. So I start to panic. And so I checked downstairs again, and my brother's room, and under his bed. Nothing. Then I'm like "Hmm... I wonder if she is on this side" for his under his bed, is like a tunnel, like a T. I checked to top of the T, and there she was. Looking fat and I gave a hug and told her how much I love and and how she shouldn't do that to me again... or I didn't, but I did pet her.
Night all.
So I was thinking and I said to myself, "You are really pessimistic, Roy. You complain a lot." Then I got to thinking again and I said to myself, "Maybe you are, but you are optimistic, also." And I wondered what was in a Wonderball... or I wondered if this was truly possible. Can you be both? I don't know. All I know is that I complain a lot. I mean look at my last post. Me complaining about forums. Anyways, I've decided that I'm gonna try to not complain, as much. So what's new in my life? Well I noticed that Charles updated his blog, and then I said to myself, "Yep, that's Charles." and then I went on to the next blog. Also I went up to Wibaux for the Independence Day, or Fourth of July, or three days after Canada Day. It was alright. One of the better parades I've seen recently. They had a nice one, and they threw candy! I don't really like candy all that much, so it didn't matter to me. It was a pretty long parade, considering the size of the town. I think it went on for like 45 minutes, and wasn't really dull. Then I saw a talent show, and some acts were alright. Most songs sung were country, and they sang along with the CD, not to their own music. Some music was sung to their own music, on the piano, and those were good. Then there were comedy acts and stuffs like that. Anyways, there's more, but I feel like I'm boring you. I like to read fantasy books. Not Harry Potter. I just didn't like them. That's me though. My favorite fantasy writer would have to be R.A. Salvatore. Right now I'm reading the Demon Wars series. Kinda funny how I started reading the series. I read the 2nd book in the series, first, by accident. I was looking for a book to read one day, and stumbled upon it and started reading it. I got about 10 pages in when I realized that. I finished the book, and Salvatore is so good a writer is that I didn't really need to read the first book, to understand the 2nd. Now I'm reading the first book and am almost done with it. I feel saddened because the CHS library has the series, but I can't check out any books from them, after July 11, until the beginning of the school year. So I have to wait. I don't think that Public library had the series. Anyways, I'm probably boring you again. This morning I woke up at 3:30 am, by accident. I thought my alarm rung, and I got out of bed and made my way downstairs to take a shower. I thought it odd that no one else was awake, or that it was kinda dark, but I went anyways. When I was in the shower I was like, "I'm gonna have to take a nap, after summer school today. I'm tired." I was hearing sounds, so I assumed my parents had gotten up. So I went upstairs, and my mom was like, "What are you doing up?" and I'm like "I don't know. Why?" and she's like "it's 3:30 in the morning." and I'm like "Oh! I'm going to bed, goodnight." and so i went to bed and looked at my clock and sure enought it was 3:30. I didn't need to take a nap today.
I also thought I lost my cat, today. My mom was leaving and she's like "I haven't seen the cat lately, and i've been letting her inside and outside all morning. You may want to check outside for her." and so my mom left. So I checked my brother's room, and under his bed. Nothing. I checked all downstairs. Nothing. I checked upstairs, under the beds. Nothing. I checked outside, and nothing. There's no way she would be able to get out of our backyard, for we Rascal proofed it. And she's to fat to jump over the fence. So I start to panic. And so I checked downstairs again, and my brother's room, and under his bed. Nothing. Then I'm like "Hmm... I wonder if she is on this side" for his under his bed, is like a tunnel, like a T. I checked to top of the T, and there she was. Looking fat and I gave a hug and told her how much I love and and how she shouldn't do that to me again... or I didn't, but I did pet her.
Night all.
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