What is this, three posts in one day? I'm scared, this has never happened before...
Anyway, I just wanted to let you all know that I'm going to post a new video series on my account. It's about song meanings. It's the first one, about Crank That by Soulja Boy. It's a popular song with disturbing meanings. Please do not watch the video if you are under 13 or can refrain yourself from looking up terms used it the video. I've tried to make it clean, but it's hard to talk about "Health" related subjects without getting a stare.
Thanks for your support!
EDIT: Here's the video! Watch out for suggestive themes!
If you can't see the video, you can find it here on YouTube.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Angry and Scary Day
Oh my gosh. Today was... Scary. But, we'll get to that later.
First off: Ball Tag. It's a game we made up that's like tag, but with a ball. You have to hit people with the ball, or they're not it. We play with 4 or 5 people and have a wide playing area across the neighborhood that we can play in, which makes the game a lot more fun. However, this game starts WAY to many arguments. It's normally about time-outs at "inappropriate times" (like if someone's running towards you with the ball, and you call a time out.) Not cool.
Yesterday, we played a fun game of ball tag, and Connor and Lexie got into a fight. It ended up being a "Lexie picks on me all the time and always tries to tag me" argument. Now, normally, I'm the moderator in these games, and I always keep my cool. I told Connor that it was his and Lexie's choice on who does what to each other, and that I don't want to be a part of it, sense it doesn't have anything to do with ball tag.
Well, today, the same kind of conversation came up again, this time with Connor and Conner. Again, Connor brought up that Conner has "hated him since first grade," and "I have a big grudge against him." Conner didn't do a good job of keeping his cool in this argument. In fact, it jumped right into it. So Connor tries to get me into it, and I bring it up again that I don't want to be a part of his relationships with others, and that he can do whatever he wants to do with Conner.
Well, Connor didn't like that very much, but we still tried to play. Eventually, Connor couldn't take it anymore and he quit. I hate to see games end up this way, because that's almost always what happens. But, we go on with the game until everyone else quits.
Now for the HORROR SESSION of the... blog... post... So, Josh and I came out to play with Clayton in Metroid Prime: Hunters. He eventually didn't show, making us think that he probably couldn't come out and play. So, we decided to bike around for a while. Then we saw this stray dog running around. We decided we probably shouldn't hang around it, so we biked back up to the end of the street. Well, the dog decided to tag along. So, we figure we should get inside as soon as possible, and so we get ready to head down to my house, and the dog just couldn't resist. I veer to the right, Josh to the left, and it chooses to follow him. He rides up down the street and up the hill, the dog right beside him. I call my dad, and tell him that this rabid dog is chasing us and to unlock the door so we can jump right inside.
So, Josh comes back up the hill, the dog STILL following him, and I tell him the plan. We run up the yard, jump off our bikes, run inside, and slam the door. We look outside, and sure enough: The dog's a robot. No, just kidding. But the dog was still there in our front yard, right next to our bikes, staring at the door.
Then we found another challenge: We left our DSs outside. We open the back door, and listen. Sure enough, the dog was smart enough to wander back there too. We waited about three minutes, then looked outside again. Still there. Eventually, it went away, and we grabed the stuff and ran inside.
But I still had to hang up the extension cord, and Karen had her flip-flops outside. So, we go out into the garage, I hang up the cord, and Josh goes to grab the flip-flops. And of cource- the dog is standing there in the Bruggemann's yard. At the sight of us, he dashes twords us and we run inside.
Eventually he disappeared, but man was it weird. Here to comment: Josh.
"Yeah, I was chased by a dog..."
Uh, ok. Bye, kids!
First off: Ball Tag. It's a game we made up that's like tag, but with a ball. You have to hit people with the ball, or they're not it. We play with 4 or 5 people and have a wide playing area across the neighborhood that we can play in, which makes the game a lot more fun. However, this game starts WAY to many arguments. It's normally about time-outs at "inappropriate times" (like if someone's running towards you with the ball, and you call a time out.) Not cool.
Yesterday, we played a fun game of ball tag, and Connor and Lexie got into a fight. It ended up being a "Lexie picks on me all the time and always tries to tag me" argument. Now, normally, I'm the moderator in these games, and I always keep my cool. I told Connor that it was his and Lexie's choice on who does what to each other, and that I don't want to be a part of it, sense it doesn't have anything to do with ball tag.
Well, today, the same kind of conversation came up again, this time with Connor and Conner. Again, Connor brought up that Conner has "hated him since first grade," and "I have a big grudge against him." Conner didn't do a good job of keeping his cool in this argument. In fact, it jumped right into it. So Connor tries to get me into it, and I bring it up again that I don't want to be a part of his relationships with others, and that he can do whatever he wants to do with Conner.
Well, Connor didn't like that very much, but we still tried to play. Eventually, Connor couldn't take it anymore and he quit. I hate to see games end up this way, because that's almost always what happens. But, we go on with the game until everyone else quits.
Now for the HORROR SESSION of the... blog... post... So, Josh and I came out to play with Clayton in Metroid Prime: Hunters. He eventually didn't show, making us think that he probably couldn't come out and play. So, we decided to bike around for a while. Then we saw this stray dog running around. We decided we probably shouldn't hang around it, so we biked back up to the end of the street. Well, the dog decided to tag along. So, we figure we should get inside as soon as possible, and so we get ready to head down to my house, and the dog just couldn't resist. I veer to the right, Josh to the left, and it chooses to follow him. He rides up down the street and up the hill, the dog right beside him. I call my dad, and tell him that this rabid dog is chasing us and to unlock the door so we can jump right inside.
So, Josh comes back up the hill, the dog STILL following him, and I tell him the plan. We run up the yard, jump off our bikes, run inside, and slam the door. We look outside, and sure enough: The dog's a robot. No, just kidding. But the dog was still there in our front yard, right next to our bikes, staring at the door.
Then we found another challenge: We left our DSs outside. We open the back door, and listen. Sure enough, the dog was smart enough to wander back there too. We waited about three minutes, then looked outside again. Still there. Eventually, it went away, and we grabed the stuff and ran inside.
But I still had to hang up the extension cord, and Karen had her flip-flops outside. So, we go out into the garage, I hang up the cord, and Josh goes to grab the flip-flops. And of cource- the dog is standing there in the Bruggemann's yard. At the sight of us, he dashes twords us and we run inside.
Eventually he disappeared, but man was it weird. Here to comment: Josh.
"Yeah, I was chased by a dog..."
Uh, ok. Bye, kids!
A Poor Argument
Sometimes I get along with my sister. Sometimes I don't. Yesterday I didn't.
See, we play this game called "Country" or "Kingdom" where we pretend to own different parts of the neighborhood. We have war sometimes and we trade sometimes, and it's usually where Karen gets mad. However, it was different that day. We had this plan to take over another part of the neighborhood. It was a secluded place in the woods atop some common ground. This land had been part of many feuds in the past, none of which included me. But now we thought was a good time.
Normally, DJ, Max, and Jack are up there building something with all the wood up there. We thought we should spy on them and check out what they were building. Well, Karen and some of her friends wanted to help, so we let them. They walked back and forth, checking to see if the coast was clear. We set each other up with walkie-talkies and continued to spy on them. Eventually, everyone left but Karen, and then she left of bordum. This is where the argument began.
We kept trying to ask her where she was going and why she had left. Apparently the signal was really bad, because she kept trying to answer and we couldn't hear her. We'd repeat ourselves and we'd get no repsonse. We thought she as ignoring us. Eventually, we got through to her and she repeted to us for the fifth time that she was going to Hannah's. We apparently ticked her off so much that they got Hannah's dad to play a trick on us, saying "This is the Wildwood Police Department, who is using this frequency?" We completely fell for it, and tried to get them to get off of the channel. So, they explained to us that it was a joke. Not cool.
We then decied we had to get them back. So we kept double-pressing the talk button, making a paging noise that lasts for about five seconds. Josh and I would do that on and off, so the girls had no chance to speak. Then the argument began.
I really don't want to get into details because I'm sure I would hurt someone's feelings. It wasn't anything that was really that bad, but it's still some hurtful stuff. But we both got over it, and forgave each other for hurting each other's feelings. No damage done.
So, I thought I might tell you that before I head on out and leave for some outside activities. I guess. And Batman, if you're reading this, "Why so serious?"
See, we play this game called "Country" or "Kingdom" where we pretend to own different parts of the neighborhood. We have war sometimes and we trade sometimes, and it's usually where Karen gets mad. However, it was different that day. We had this plan to take over another part of the neighborhood. It was a secluded place in the woods atop some common ground. This land had been part of many feuds in the past, none of which included me. But now we thought was a good time.
Normally, DJ, Max, and Jack are up there building something with all the wood up there. We thought we should spy on them and check out what they were building. Well, Karen and some of her friends wanted to help, so we let them. They walked back and forth, checking to see if the coast was clear. We set each other up with walkie-talkies and continued to spy on them. Eventually, everyone left but Karen, and then she left of bordum. This is where the argument began.
We kept trying to ask her where she was going and why she had left. Apparently the signal was really bad, because she kept trying to answer and we couldn't hear her. We'd repeat ourselves and we'd get no repsonse. We thought she as ignoring us. Eventually, we got through to her and she repeted to us for the fifth time that she was going to Hannah's. We apparently ticked her off so much that they got Hannah's dad to play a trick on us, saying "This is the Wildwood Police Department, who is using this frequency?" We completely fell for it, and tried to get them to get off of the channel. So, they explained to us that it was a joke. Not cool.
We then decied we had to get them back. So we kept double-pressing the talk button, making a paging noise that lasts for about five seconds. Josh and I would do that on and off, so the girls had no chance to speak. Then the argument began.
I really don't want to get into details because I'm sure I would hurt someone's feelings. It wasn't anything that was really that bad, but it's still some hurtful stuff. But we both got over it, and forgave each other for hurting each other's feelings. No damage done.
So, I thought I might tell you that before I head on out and leave for some outside activities. I guess. And Batman, if you're reading this, "Why so serious?"
Friday, March 13, 2009
What the...
Today, I went to one of those Friday Night Teen Night things at this place called the Lodge. Just take Lifetime Fitness and cut it in half. I guess it's like the YMCA. Anyway, this place was scary. Not because it was big, or because it had weird food, but these people were... Blech.
I'm talking about the kids. It was weird. Basically, it was just at the pool. There were a BUNCH of girls running around, talking to each other about these cute boys. Now, I understand some girls talking about some kids pumping lead, but this was some kid with a white hoddie and skinny jeans. Like, skin tight jeans. On a guy. Awkward. And plus, it was like a huge clan of girls. Like, 20.
Speaking of "clans" there was also this... strange group of people. One of them kept flirting with Josh. It was just about the weirdest thing. This kid was, like, a 6th grader, and she kept telling Josh to "stay two inches away." First of all, she thought two inches was a foot. Second, she could not drop it. One minute, she's talking to what she calls her "committee" (AKA friends,) and the next she's yelling at Josh "TWO INCHES!" And he would just stand there and stare. So, we decided to see what would happen if I walked right up there and just stared them down.
So, I wade my way on over there, and do that creepy eyebrow thing, where I lower my eyelids so low, you can't see my pupils. One kid goes, "Don't gimme that look." Another says, "That's creepy," then another says "But no one cares. No one likes you." I just continue to stare them down. Then the "two-inches girl" comes up and says, "Hey, you're two-inches guy's friend! Why don't you tell him to-" Then she got whistled at by a life guard for hanging onto the rope in the middle of the pool. Apparently, they didn't care that I was there anymore and decided to go and start jumping off the edge of the pool like some other kids were doing. As they waded away, one of her friends gave me the, "I have no idea why she is doing this" look.
Then there's the locker room. Now, surprisingly, there wasn't any "inappropriate conduct" here, but there were these two kids hanging around by the swimsuit dryer, and trying to act "cool" by saying the word "gay" as much as possible. One says to the other, wrapped in a towel, "Hey, are you wearing anything under that?" He responds, but I kind of forget what he said. Then I hear "I'm not that gay," and "Dude, that's gay," and "That's so gay."
It got me thinking on a few points. One, I'm glad my school is not like this. At least, not this bad. Second, when did kids get this way? I mean, all there was was a lot of flirting and eating food and hanging with friends. I was happy to see I didn't really know anyone there and that I wasn't really involved with any of the stuff going on there.
So, to wash my brain out, I watched some "Monster Buster Club." Please, never watch this show. It's like Ghostbusters, but they replace everything with "kid-friendly humor" and "kid stars.' It's an animated show about some kids saving the world from aliens. It's also one of those shows with, "Hey everyone, let's get out our super-high-tech-awesome-wristwatch-communicator-computer-text-message-receiving-GPS-device!!!" And of course, all the same cliches repeat themselves. "Oh no, some snooty kid started lying about me!" "Oh no, these cool new massage chairs I bought for the school are attacking us all!" Oh no, because of my broken leg, I can't catch up to you guys! Go on without me!" "No, a team never leaves a friend behind!" And don't forget the all important weird jokes only 8-year olds would understand. "Let's go pour slime in his ears!" "Oh, that's not how you great a leader on your planet?" Yeah, because on their planet, everyone takes time out of their day to go buy some slime and pour it down some guy's ear canal.
And for my friend Josh out there, this is for you. "Accelaratronininators."
I'm talking about the kids. It was weird. Basically, it was just at the pool. There were a BUNCH of girls running around, talking to each other about these cute boys. Now, I understand some girls talking about some kids pumping lead, but this was some kid with a white hoddie and skinny jeans. Like, skin tight jeans. On a guy. Awkward. And plus, it was like a huge clan of girls. Like, 20.
Speaking of "clans" there was also this... strange group of people. One of them kept flirting with Josh. It was just about the weirdest thing. This kid was, like, a 6th grader, and she kept telling Josh to "stay two inches away." First of all, she thought two inches was a foot. Second, she could not drop it. One minute, she's talking to what she calls her "committee" (AKA friends,) and the next she's yelling at Josh "TWO INCHES!" And he would just stand there and stare. So, we decided to see what would happen if I walked right up there and just stared them down.
So, I wade my way on over there, and do that creepy eyebrow thing, where I lower my eyelids so low, you can't see my pupils. One kid goes, "Don't gimme that look." Another says, "That's creepy," then another says "But no one cares. No one likes you." I just continue to stare them down. Then the "two-inches girl" comes up and says, "Hey, you're two-inches guy's friend! Why don't you tell him to-" Then she got whistled at by a life guard for hanging onto the rope in the middle of the pool. Apparently, they didn't care that I was there anymore and decided to go and start jumping off the edge of the pool like some other kids were doing. As they waded away, one of her friends gave me the, "I have no idea why she is doing this" look.
Then there's the locker room. Now, surprisingly, there wasn't any "inappropriate conduct" here, but there were these two kids hanging around by the swimsuit dryer, and trying to act "cool" by saying the word "gay" as much as possible. One says to the other, wrapped in a towel, "Hey, are you wearing anything under that?" He responds, but I kind of forget what he said. Then I hear "I'm not that gay," and "Dude, that's gay," and "That's so gay."
It got me thinking on a few points. One, I'm glad my school is not like this. At least, not this bad. Second, when did kids get this way? I mean, all there was was a lot of flirting and eating food and hanging with friends. I was happy to see I didn't really know anyone there and that I wasn't really involved with any of the stuff going on there.
So, to wash my brain out, I watched some "Monster Buster Club." Please, never watch this show. It's like Ghostbusters, but they replace everything with "kid-friendly humor" and "kid stars.' It's an animated show about some kids saving the world from aliens. It's also one of those shows with, "Hey everyone, let's get out our super-high-tech-awesome-wristwatch-communicator-computer-text-message-receiving-GPS-device!!!" And of course, all the same cliches repeat themselves. "Oh no, some snooty kid started lying about me!" "Oh no, these cool new massage chairs I bought for the school are attacking us all!" Oh no, because of my broken leg, I can't catch up to you guys! Go on without me!" "No, a team never leaves a friend behind!" And don't forget the all important weird jokes only 8-year olds would understand. "Let's go pour slime in his ears!" "Oh, that's not how you great a leader on your planet?" Yeah, because on their planet, everyone takes time out of their day to go buy some slime and pour it down some guy's ear canal.
And for my friend Josh out there, this is for you. "Accelaratronininators."
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Clothes with Weird Names
Here's something to think about. What's with boxer shorts? Do boxers really wear plaid pants that are paper thin? And tee shirts. I thought golfers wore polo shirts. And do polo players wear polo shirts or tee shirts? And jeans? Were they named after someone named Jean? And what is khaki, a Japanese word?
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