What Should I Blog?

I'm suffering from boringitis. I was going to blog about camp, and my mom beat me to it. Then I was going to blog about Kaceys shower, and my mom beat me to it. Other than those things nothing really worth blogging about has happened to me, all I know is that we leave for camp Barnabas next Sunday. It seems like we just got back from Palmetto.

Camp

YAY!!! Palmetto is just two days away. This made me want to blog about a previous camp I used to go to. W.K.Y.C. West Kentucky Youth Camp. The first year was fun, John Mark and I managed to make it through the week without our counselor killing us. We also managed to spray purple Scooby Doo foam in everybodys bunk without getting caught. The seconed year I found out that they gave the really cool counselors to the first years, that way they would come back the second time. The second years got the 74 year old man that got us up two hours every morning to clean the cabin. Then we got to sit on the steps for an hour and a half. Needless to say John Mark and I did not go easy on him with the Scooby Doo foam. We continued to go to this camp for two more years. The only thing I can remember from those two years was a toilet that ended up on the porch of cabin 9. Now we go to Palmetto which is about a million times better! This will be my fourth year there. I should be in cabin 12 with Shaun as my counselor, which i'm looking forward to very much, I just hope he doesn't kill me again this year.

Work

For all of you that have a 8:00 to 5:00 job. Be thankful, you could always be on top of a house putting a new roof on.

Radio

Kacey was the person in our house that listened to music. All day long she would have some kind of music playing. Since my sister left for college my mom started listening to talk radio, and game shows. I very strongly dislike the person who had the idea for the A.M. radio. We used to leave at about 4:00 so my mom got to listen to Jeopardy and Who Wants to be a Millionare. Now we leave at about 5:20 to 5:30. Do you know what comes on at 5:30 here? It's Wheel of Fortune. Have you ever tried to listen to that on the radio? It's kind of difficult.

Marathon Sunday

6:45...toooooo early for any human bieng to be up. It takes us ten minutes to get to church, and class starts at 9:00. Since my mom works at chruch, and is on the praise team, AND had some more work to finish before church, we had to be there at 7:30. We get to church and the music sheets for the praise team hadn't been copied. Guess who got that job. I was about half way done with it when the copier decides to print them all out of order; twice. Then I got to start over. 8:30 I finally get the music to the praise team. Then my mom tells me that we were singing a new song and music sheets needed to be spred out thru the worship center. YAY!!!! another exciting adventure with the demon possesed church copier! 9:00 the coffee still isn't ready...not good, that's bad for a 15 year old with only six hours of sleep. Church ended somewhere between 11:00 to 11:30. Then I got to go to my moms ADULT small group. 2:30 YAY!!!! a thirty minute nap! 3:00 I go to my neighbors house to feed his dog, and empty his dehumidifier. 4:00 Camp Barnabas meeting at Mikes house. 5:45 youth small group. It ended at 8:30, then we went to see the late show of Prince Caspian. 11:30 we were back at Mikes house to take him home, 11:45 we were back home. It was a long day.

It's Over.

It's over. Superman wins. 8 to 5.

AND!

SUPERMAN CAME BACK TO LIFE!!!! Just like Jesus.

Top Ten Reasons SUPERMAN! is better!

First you have to go read the stupidest reasons why batman is better at Kacey's blog.

10. Christian Bale...REALLY! He killed Liam Neason! That makes him like the worst "Super Hero" (if you can even call him that because he doesn't have any powers.)

9. In answer too the underwear outside of his tights, Doug wore them like that too.

8. umm it's recycled paper.

7. Yeah but in order to dress up like a bat you have to be taking some of those drugs.

6. Might I remind you that Alfred had a heart attack and had to be saved by Arnold.

5. Kacey...he goes after the guy that killed his parents he tried to shoot him at the court but somebody beat him to it.

4. Only Will Smith can pull that off.

3. Maybe, but when he puts on his outfit your eyes go down immediately.

2. REALLY! HE CAN FLY!

1. California! the only reason he would take over that is so he could get more of the drugs he takes so he has the self esteem to dress up like a bat.

0. Batman has to surround himself with little wimpy guys to make him feel tougher, Robin, Arnold, need I say more.

SUPERMAN!

I don't remember how long ago this started, but I'm going to guess about six months. Anyway Kacey had come home for "Thanksgiving" , and we started getting into an argument about who was better, "Batman", or "Superman". Clearly the answer is Superman. We still argue about this, and we come up with some very weird arguments about who is right. But "Superman" is so much better than "Batman"! "Batman" just look at the name. BAT, anybody that dresses up and acts like a bat has got to have some mental issues. So there is a poll to the right of this blog, it will be open for one week. Then it will be decided who is better.

Blacking Out in a Blackout

As most of you know, Mike preached about living in the light Sunday. He blacked out the worship center for part of his sermon. Since I practically live at this building, it was my job to put paper over all the doors. At about 10:45 on Friday afternoon I was working on this project, when all of the sudden BOOM. Okay nothing actually went boom, but my head did hit the floor. I was out cold for five minutes. The reason I know I was out for five minutes is because I was listening to my Ipod at the time. It was two songs past the one I was listening to when I passed out. When I woke up I could hear voices in my moms office. Now my mom talks to herself a lot, but this second voice was not her. While I was out my dad had come into the office, and didn't even notice that I was on the floor. I told them both later my mom thinks that I cut off the circulation to my brain, and my dad wants me to eat raisins.

Intelligent?

Visual:
My visual would be those little cubes on I.Q. tests that you have to fit together in your mind.

Verbal:
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Musical:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ik8jICj8juc
Watch it all.

Bodily:
wrestle with Mike.

Interpersonal:
wrestle with Mike

Naturalistic:
I save little turtles when i'm about to hit them with the lawn mower.

I PASSED!!!!!!!

Hallelujah biology is over! The hardest class I've ever taken is finnally over, and I made a B. Which isn't an A, but this class was HARD! I even made a better grade than John Mark! So it's finnaly been proven...I'M SMARTER THAN JOHN MARK!!! And don't think for a second that I wont let him know it.

Snakes, Spiders, and Nails Oh My!

Saturday afternoon I went out to mow the yard. When I passed the water meter cover I noticed something strange about it. The little one-inch hole had a snake stuck in it. About nine inches of the snake was sticking out of the hole, thankfully its head was in the hole. I finished mowing the yard then went to get my dad to help me with the snake. It took him a minute to get out there because he was on the phone, and by the time he did get out there I had gotten the hole open with a tent stake and a garden rake (hey that rhymes!) When I got the hole open I discovered about six more inches of head. My dad finally came outside with a big wooden stick in his hand. We pinned the snake's head and worked it back through the hole. We finally got it out, and put it in the ditch across the street, when my dad realized that there were three nails that were in the wood that weren't anymore. We started to search when we thought to open the water meter cover to check in there. When we did there was a big black widow just waiting there. We looked at it for a minute and then killed it. We never could find the nails, but it was a fun little adventure.

My Secret Identity

Today in "Footlights" (an improv class at Market House.) We played the game "Superheroes", which is a game where there is a random problem in the world and we have to solve it. When it was my turn to go on stage, I ran and jumped half way on stage and immediately yell "What seems to be the problem?!" I did this before they had a chance to name me. I then earned the title of "Jumps to Conclusions Boy". I guess you had to be there.

The Baptistry Beaver

As most of you know I practically live in the church building. I have my own computer, water bottle, and even cd's that stay up here. I do not live here alone however, there is a friend that likes to take a swim in the baptistry. I caught him once and it turned out to be a beaver. Okay I didn't actually catch him and there is no beaver in the baptistry. However when the water filter kicks on, it sounds like something is swimming inside of the baptistry. At first he's a little creepy, but then you get used to him.

Warning!!!

My mom and I were watching a movie last night, when the stupid "FBI Warning" screen comes up. I started thinking about it, and then I asked the question "I wonder how long the average person sits in front of that screen?" So I started doing the math, they're about ten seconds long, and there are three per movie. So at 30 seconds a movie one night a week, you spend 15 minutes a year watching those stupid "FBI Warning" screens. Just thought that was interesting.

Green Ball

A couple of weeks ago Mike, Sara, my mom, and I went to see "Stomp" in Huntsville. We left at 12:00 on Friday, and drove four hours to Huntsville. We left this early because we wanted to be able to stop and eat dinner when we got there. In case you didn't know this, four hours in the backseat of a car with a guy who steals your gameboy, and is having way too much fun playing Lego Star Wars can be pretty funny.

We get to Huntsville, and to Mike's disappointment put away the gameboy. We check into our hotel, and find out it is right next to where "Stomp" is playing, so we can literally walk to where we're going. While Sara is checking us in she decides to ask the person working at the counter if there are any good places to eat. She told her a few and then we were on our way to go get food. We arive at the resturaunt, where the people inside give us the weirdest look I've ever gotten from someone who wasn't my dad. They then tell us you have to be nineteen to enter the building because the whole resturaunt is somking so we can't eat there.

So we now make our way to a part of the city that isn't smoking. We end up eating at an Applebee's type resteraunt called Beauregard's. We all order our food, and then Mike and I get bored waiting on our food, so we wadded up a straw wrapper and started flicking it back and forth across the table. We then noticed the table had a green edge, we then started trying to hit it in to the other side trying to get it into the green area. When Mike finally gets it in, I throw my hands up and yell GOOOOAAAAALLLLL!!! ( you have to imagine it like one of the Spanish sports announcers during a soccer game.) So "Green Ball" was invented.

This was only the first part of our trip. We played this game at every other resturaunt we went to that weekend. We had a blast! We saw "Stomp", played Lego Star Wars, and listened to Jack Johnson; but the most important part of the weekend was the invention of "Green Ball".

The First

So I've wanted a blog for a while now, but my mom would never let me have one. She said that my writing skills weren't good enough, and that my grammar was too bad. This was about a month ago. So today we're riding in the car coming back from shopping (my favorite thing in the world :-p)when she says "if you want a blog now you can have one." It was possibly the most random thing in the world, because in the last month nothing about my writing has changed at all. So I am apologizing in advance for my bad writing, my horrible grammar, and my mizpellings. Thank you.