Okay, so I proposed a budget and with it an addendum that explains both generally and categorically each piece of my budget for my mom because, let's face it, I am a terrible budgeter. I did a little research on several sites that showed up when googling "college budgeting tips." My mom was unsatisfied with how i dealt with my finanances the first two months of college, and I will admit that it is true, so I decided to, under her instruction, propose a budget. The addendum was my idea- an attempt to explain my budgeting, and I feel that my budget is not only far more conservative but also far more reasonable.
The key I think to learn from this is that I need to control my finances. I know I can but sometimes it's hard. I see something I like and it's difficult not to buy it, especially when I have the money. I'm working on keeping track of each penny I spend and sometimes it's hard to reconcile but I must. I know this will help me in the future, and thankfully I can learn right now when it won't be as terrible as it will be.
Well that's college life.
Monday, October 30, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
I'm.... back?
Yes, the crazy world of blogging has once again tempted me. I am here at BYU and I have to say, it is amazing. I have way too much fun and not enough money and basically everything college is really about. Like just tonight I went to a poli sci club meeting where one of my professors was just for free food. I don't think i could do poli sci as a major, but hey, if they give me free food, i'm there.
Classes are going excellentally, perhaps finishing my midterms and having a short break are really the big two reasons I am posting this. I do have a paper to write, and one to revise, but it's nothing huge, I'll take care of that tomorrow morning. I love my friday schedule- I work out from about 6-7 a.m. and then eat breakfast, shower and change (in different places) and then go to the Maeser building to study for hours- I spent 8 hours there in one day last week studying. I grab a drink, boot up the laptop, put on some music, do my homework whilst playing minesweeper and then when i'm done I check out all my favorite sites and maybe if I'm lucky I take a nap. I have my american heritage lab at 2 p.m. so i usually get lunch about 1:30 or earlier. Then, after the lab i go and kill some time in the library or finish up homework in the Maeser building. I'm trying to start running or elliptical after this just to get in a good habit in addition to the MWF workouts and Saturday runs. Friday nights vary from awesome to amazing.
I think everything is going alright, i'll maybe put up another update in a week or so.
Classes are going excellentally, perhaps finishing my midterms and having a short break are really the big two reasons I am posting this. I do have a paper to write, and one to revise, but it's nothing huge, I'll take care of that tomorrow morning. I love my friday schedule- I work out from about 6-7 a.m. and then eat breakfast, shower and change (in different places) and then go to the Maeser building to study for hours- I spent 8 hours there in one day last week studying. I grab a drink, boot up the laptop, put on some music, do my homework whilst playing minesweeper and then when i'm done I check out all my favorite sites and maybe if I'm lucky I take a nap. I have my american heritage lab at 2 p.m. so i usually get lunch about 1:30 or earlier. Then, after the lab i go and kill some time in the library or finish up homework in the Maeser building. I'm trying to start running or elliptical after this just to get in a good habit in addition to the MWF workouts and Saturday runs. Friday nights vary from awesome to amazing.
I think everything is going alright, i'll maybe put up another update in a week or so.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
A very special post
A very special post indeed. I now have as many posts on this blog as I did at my last semi-consistent blog. The good news is, this one took half the time. 30 posts- that's a big number for me.
Also, guys, if you ever want to feel really really bad, just pack all of your belongings into five bags(garment bag, backpack, duffel, two suitcases). It's crazy realizing how much I have and how not long I'm going to be at home. I think I'm going to live off a few things for the next two and a half weeks just so I don't have to deal with packing again. Kinda crazy, I know, but after packing all that stuff I don't want to unpack it and then repack it when I have to go for real. I'd rather just repack the two pairs of shorts, two pairs of jeans, five t shirts, three undershirts, suit and white shirt, a couple of athletic things and the few other things I have when it's time to go. And of course my toiletries.
So, I hope to be able to update semi-often at BYU, though I might be too busy studying to bother with it. Hahaha, no seriously I'll try to be too busy studying to bother with it too much.
Also, guys, if you ever want to feel really really bad, just pack all of your belongings into five bags(garment bag, backpack, duffel, two suitcases). It's crazy realizing how much I have and how not long I'm going to be at home. I think I'm going to live off a few things for the next two and a half weeks just so I don't have to deal with packing again. Kinda crazy, I know, but after packing all that stuff I don't want to unpack it and then repack it when I have to go for real. I'd rather just repack the two pairs of shorts, two pairs of jeans, five t shirts, three undershirts, suit and white shirt, a couple of athletic things and the few other things I have when it's time to go. And of course my toiletries.
So, I hope to be able to update semi-often at BYU, though I might be too busy studying to bother with it. Hahaha, no seriously I'll try to be too busy studying to bother with it too much.
Interesting note: Blogger, on its spell check, doesn't recognize "blog" as a word.
Friday, July 28, 2006
My First Tracting
Okay, so yesterday was a pretty awesome day. About 4:15, I met with the missionaries to do a "blitz" (there were eight of us, two to a road, four roads in two hours). So, six of us packed into one car and drove to the area we had chosen, and me and my companion were dropped off at the first street. Well, the first two or three houses were completely empty. Around the fourth house, we got our first answer. But, outside of this houses doorway was a little fake pond thing, that was a breeding ground for mosquitoes, do we're trying to introduce ourselves while slapping the little buggers off us. Not very effective, though comical.
The first house that I gave the approach at was answered by an "Anti" as some of the apologetics blogs I read call them. We went a couple more houses down, and at one we started to intruded ourselves, and this little old lady came to the front door, saw us, and immediately locked and deadbolted the door shut and shooed us away. We came to one house were a lady said we should come back around the same time tomorrow, so hopefully the missionaries follow up on that- she seemed genuinely interested, not fake interested like the lady who told us to come by Saturday. We tracted into one guy who really liked the Mormons, but was too much into his religion. He said he had been to temple square and really enjoyed it. We gave him a passalong, and he probably won't call, but it might be nice for him to have.
We put passalongs in places where gate prevent us from going to the front door. The next memorable one was at the cul-de-sac, where we tracted into a really nice man, who told us we shouldn't start teaching him because we'd just end up arguing, but he gave us water and said that, if we could do this, then we'd go far in life. He took a passalong for the Book of Mormon, and seemed like a genuine enough truth seeker. A couple houses down, we tracted into a guy who was hosting the dinner for his church, so he basically said, "If I'm hosting this, then you're not about to get to me right now."
After him it was time to head back, so we went back to the head of the street, and since we had a few minutes to kill, we tracted the other side, about five houses. The fifth house we tracted into a Four Square Christian (which when I first heard, I thought of my elementary school days) who asked us a bunch of questions, such as who was our prophet, did we believe Christ was resurrected, etc. She seemed to have Priesthood Power and the Holy Spirit mixed up though. She invited us to her church where their "prophets" were having a weekend retreat type of thing. After that, the four other missionaries with our car came back, so we squeezed in and drove back to the church.
So that was my experience... My first approach was to an anti. But I never felt awkward or bad, and it was definitely worth it to see the intrigue on the truth seekers faces, scarce as they were. I cannot wait till I get to do that full-time.
The first house that I gave the approach at was answered by an "Anti" as some of the apologetics blogs I read call them. We went a couple more houses down, and at one we started to intruded ourselves, and this little old lady came to the front door, saw us, and immediately locked and deadbolted the door shut and shooed us away. We came to one house were a lady said we should come back around the same time tomorrow, so hopefully the missionaries follow up on that- she seemed genuinely interested, not fake interested like the lady who told us to come by Saturday. We tracted into one guy who really liked the Mormons, but was too much into his religion. He said he had been to temple square and really enjoyed it. We gave him a passalong, and he probably won't call, but it might be nice for him to have.
We put passalongs in places where gate prevent us from going to the front door. The next memorable one was at the cul-de-sac, where we tracted into a really nice man, who told us we shouldn't start teaching him because we'd just end up arguing, but he gave us water and said that, if we could do this, then we'd go far in life. He took a passalong for the Book of Mormon, and seemed like a genuine enough truth seeker. A couple houses down, we tracted into a guy who was hosting the dinner for his church, so he basically said, "If I'm hosting this, then you're not about to get to me right now."
After him it was time to head back, so we went back to the head of the street, and since we had a few minutes to kill, we tracted the other side, about five houses. The fifth house we tracted into a Four Square Christian (which when I first heard, I thought of my elementary school days) who asked us a bunch of questions, such as who was our prophet, did we believe Christ was resurrected, etc. She seemed to have Priesthood Power and the Holy Spirit mixed up though. She invited us to her church where their "prophets" were having a weekend retreat type of thing. After that, the four other missionaries with our car came back, so we squeezed in and drove back to the church.
So that was my experience... My first approach was to an anti. But I never felt awkward or bad, and it was definitely worth it to see the intrigue on the truth seekers faces, scarce as they were. I cannot wait till I get to do that full-time.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
True Story
So, when I was younger, we used to visit this beach every summer. I mean, every summer, we'd go to the beach for three days, spend two days at grandma Mississippi’s house. The beach was called "Crystal Beach" and it was a pretty good beach, I must admit, especially for me being six years old, then seven, then eight then nine then ten, etc. We stopped going there when I was ten actually, so take out that "etc." I don't remember the earliest I went there... maybe three years old? You wouldn't really know, so forget I asked the question.
Well, this beach was pretty sweet, as I said, and our entire family would just play on it, and there was this restaurant called Ruby Tuesday's we always ate it. It was gross. Speaking of restaurant, some famous thrill horror writer who died recently always called them "diners" because he couldn't spell restaurant. That's really sad, unless he was referring to Ruby Tuesday's, because he would have been better off calling them "poo-houses" as that name is more apt.
Well, there were also casinos near the beach, some ON THE WATER which I thought was cool (as a seven, eight and nine year old only) to gamble on the Gulf of Mexico. I'd gamble on stupid stuff like how many seagulls would pass by and not poo on us. If we were at Ruby Tuesdays, I would have bet on zero, as that is their primary source of entrees. Ruby Tuesday's is in fact an anagram for seagull poo. Figure that one out.
So, Crystal beach was an alright place, but like I said, we'd always visit grandma afterwards. Now my grandma is blindingly Baptist, and or family being Mormon as it was, we often had awkward situations, i.e. going to my grandma's church and wondering where the sunbeams met. Only Mormons will get that reference. What if we opened up a Mormon restaurant with Mormon themed dishes? That might be pretty cool, but the demographic is of course limited.
But, Grandma's house was sweet because she had Chinese checkers and real checkers. I never learned how to play Chinese checkers, but I’d have fun beating my brother, as he also did not know how to play. Then there were about five thousand naked ken and Barbie dolls from my older sister and younger cousins- that was weird for my brother and me. I'll stick to Mousetrap.
That was a sweet game. You'd set it all up and then you'd pretend to try and start really playing it, but then you'd set the thing off just to watch it go. Then you'd lose a piece and never use it again. If you could have sold replacement parts to mousetrap, you'd have been rich. Another sweet game? Snakes and Ladders, which is currently being adapted into a film with Samuel L. Jackson- "Snakes on a Ladder." Featuring SLJ as Jackson Gruff, a CIA agent assigned to help an old man under the witness protection program. Everything goes smoothly till a light bulb burns out. The old man goes to fix it with his eighteen footer, and by the fifth step it becomes obvious some terrorist has unleashed a multitude of serpents upon this helpless old man and his ladder. Will the old man make it? Will this movie become an internet cult hit? We many never know.
If you read all this, you get five stars.
Well, this beach was pretty sweet, as I said, and our entire family would just play on it, and there was this restaurant called Ruby Tuesday's we always ate it. It was gross. Speaking of restaurant, some famous thrill horror writer who died recently always called them "diners" because he couldn't spell restaurant. That's really sad, unless he was referring to Ruby Tuesday's, because he would have been better off calling them "poo-houses" as that name is more apt.
Well, there were also casinos near the beach, some ON THE WATER which I thought was cool (as a seven, eight and nine year old only) to gamble on the Gulf of Mexico. I'd gamble on stupid stuff like how many seagulls would pass by and not poo on us. If we were at Ruby Tuesdays, I would have bet on zero, as that is their primary source of entrees. Ruby Tuesday's is in fact an anagram for seagull poo. Figure that one out.
So, Crystal beach was an alright place, but like I said, we'd always visit grandma afterwards. Now my grandma is blindingly Baptist, and or family being Mormon as it was, we often had awkward situations, i.e. going to my grandma's church and wondering where the sunbeams met. Only Mormons will get that reference. What if we opened up a Mormon restaurant with Mormon themed dishes? That might be pretty cool, but the demographic is of course limited.
But, Grandma's house was sweet because she had Chinese checkers and real checkers. I never learned how to play Chinese checkers, but I’d have fun beating my brother, as he also did not know how to play. Then there were about five thousand naked ken and Barbie dolls from my older sister and younger cousins- that was weird for my brother and me. I'll stick to Mousetrap.
That was a sweet game. You'd set it all up and then you'd pretend to try and start really playing it, but then you'd set the thing off just to watch it go. Then you'd lose a piece and never use it again. If you could have sold replacement parts to mousetrap, you'd have been rich. Another sweet game? Snakes and Ladders, which is currently being adapted into a film with Samuel L. Jackson- "Snakes on a Ladder." Featuring SLJ as Jackson Gruff, a CIA agent assigned to help an old man under the witness protection program. Everything goes smoothly till a light bulb burns out. The old man goes to fix it with his eighteen footer, and by the fifth step it becomes obvious some terrorist has unleashed a multitude of serpents upon this helpless old man and his ladder. Will the old man make it? Will this movie become an internet cult hit? We many never know.
If you read all this, you get five stars.
Monday, July 24, 2006
The Great RPS Debate
Rock Paper Scissors. Rochambeau. Shoot. Pumps. Throw.
All these are common language among those who play rock, paper, scissors, but it has become glaringly obvious that some people are in confusion as to the procedure with which you must play. There are two vastly supported ideas: the "one two shoot," and the "one two three, shoot," referring to the number of "pumps" or fists up and down before you throw (i.e. display rock, paper or scissors).
Rock Paper Scissors shoot. That is how I play, and according the relkjwtoijrgoinhergoijhreg United States of America Rock Paper Scissors League (http://www.usarps.com) how you should play- three pumps and then you shoot. I watched the championships on ESPN2 for this very league, and they followed the rules exactly. It is, in my opinion, the best because it is all inclusive- whether chanting "rock paper scissors" or "rochambeau" before you shoot, you do not fall into the pit of "rock...Paper...Shoot" thus totally leaving out the scissor. The same goes for "Ro-cham-shoot" leaving out the crucial "beau" that completes the word.
All "one two shoot" has is efficiency, or rather quickness. It is a viable option in many tournaments, however, it is wrong and stupid. Can you "OTS-ers" only count to two? Three is not that far from two, nor is it difficult to say. The quickness of this style ruins all the finesse and subtlety of the game, and you ruin a game which may or may not date back thousands of years.
If you disagree with me, you're wrong. I'm going to say that to get it cleared right away.
All these are common language among those who play rock, paper, scissors, but it has become glaringly obvious that some people are in confusion as to the procedure with which you must play. There are two vastly supported ideas: the "one two shoot," and the "one two three, shoot," referring to the number of "pumps" or fists up and down before you throw (i.e. display rock, paper or scissors).
Rock Paper Scissors shoot. That is how I play, and according the relkjwtoijrgoinhergoijhreg United States of America Rock Paper Scissors League (http://www.usarps.com) how you should play- three pumps and then you shoot. I watched the championships on ESPN2 for this very league, and they followed the rules exactly. It is, in my opinion, the best because it is all inclusive- whether chanting "rock paper scissors" or "rochambeau" before you shoot, you do not fall into the pit of "rock...Paper...Shoot" thus totally leaving out the scissor. The same goes for "Ro-cham-shoot" leaving out the crucial "beau" that completes the word.
All "one two shoot" has is efficiency, or rather quickness. It is a viable option in many tournaments, however, it is wrong and stupid. Can you "OTS-ers" only count to two? Three is not that far from two, nor is it difficult to say. The quickness of this style ruins all the finesse and subtlety of the game, and you ruin a game which may or may not date back thousands of years.
If you disagree with me, you're wrong. I'm going to say that to get it cleared right away.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Business
I've been pretty busy. Finishing out my Duty to God, trying to convince my dad to get me the laptop i want for college, trying out this L-Glutamine stuff for excercise help, cleaning up my room to get ready for college, helping plan the True Blue podcast(http://trueblue.ppedepot.com/), helping brainstorm for a teenage version of "The Office," and trying to get in shape before college viz weightlifting, running, swimming and ultimate.
I will, however, try and post more. I promise. I'll write a bit post sometime soon on Kirtland/Palmyra and all the wonder that happened there for me.
Soon.
I will, however, try and post more. I promise. I'll write a bit post sometime soon on Kirtland/Palmyra and all the wonder that happened there for me.
Soon.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Looking for advice
Does anyone know of a good protein powder out there?
One that's fairly good tasting, easy to make and will in fact help me?
I've been really busy lately.
One that's fairly good tasting, easy to make and will in fact help me?
I've been really busy lately.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Aw man, I got honey all over my legs...
Well, actually I didn't. But, I will be posting more soon, i promise; summer school bites, but I used that semicolon perfectly.
But just quickly: WHY DOESN'T MY AREA OF TEXAS HAVE A 7-11?
But just quickly: WHY DOESN'T MY AREA OF TEXAS HAVE A 7-11?
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Friday, April 28, 2006
Ultimate Frisbee
Ultimate Frisbee is a pretty sweet sport. I play it most Thursdays at klein, with a huge group of people. Sure I may not be able to throw, but I can block it. That's kinda my only gig so far, but I plan to get better with the throwing it thing.
Wow, i dunno really what else to write about that.
Wow, i dunno really what else to write about that.
Monday, April 24, 2006
I'm Dishing out Some Dirt
People of the world, I have an announcement. I am going to Prom with someone amazing. But I also have something else to say, totally unrelated. You know why blogger has been so slow? It's because of this bit of awesome that I am about to unleash on the world. In fact, they scheduled an outage at 4PM PDT just so as to prepare their servers for the unleashing of the most controversial comparison of two music videos, and indeed two members of different bands ever of all time.
Has anyone seen the new Taking Back Sunday music video? Well, let's just say the song is called, "MakeD***Sure" and features closeups of the lead singer, bassist, drummer, etc, with quick transitions to animal sequences and quick real life snippets spliced all together. Now wait a tick... I've seen this music video, it was called, "The Best of You" by The Foo Fighters.
Further proof:
so called "Dave Grohl" (note the long hair, beard)
and the guy from taking back Sunday
Are they not one in the same? The video from TBS can be viewed here. You just wait til this crisis has escalated to unknown proportions. I will be famous. I happened to notice that both videos contain the exact same "snake attacking a rat" footage as was shown in several of my biology class videos. I can only hope that this is all worked out peacefully and amazingly awesomely.
Has anyone seen the new Taking Back Sunday music video? Well, let's just say the song is called, "MakeD***Sure" and features closeups of the lead singer, bassist, drummer, etc, with quick transitions to animal sequences and quick real life snippets spliced all together. Now wait a tick... I've seen this music video, it was called, "The Best of You" by The Foo Fighters.
Further proof:
so called "Dave Grohl" (note the long hair, beard)
and the guy from taking back Sunday
Are they not one in the same? The video from TBS can be viewed here. You just wait til this crisis has escalated to unknown proportions. I will be famous. I happened to notice that both videos contain the exact same "snake attacking a rat" footage as was shown in several of my biology class videos. I can only hope that this is all worked out peacefully and amazingly awesomely.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Some Days
Well, today went alright. I guess, if you can count boring as all get out alright. Yeah, so I'm pretty much zoned out for the rest of the school year, cept in Pre-Cal and physics. I still have to work on those two. But not too hard, because then I'd feel bad. It's my second semester and I'm a senior, I feel entitled to a little slacking, eh?
Well, the best news is that Prom may be figured out. With a really cool girl too. I'm excited. I know I said I'd tackle big issues in this blog, but I meant more towards the summer I would, when I had time to tackle them. Because right now, I'm way too school focused (i.e. lazy).
Well, the best news is that Prom may be figured out. With a really cool girl too. I'm excited. I know I said I'd tackle big issues in this blog, but I meant more towards the summer I would, when I had time to tackle them. Because right now, I'm way too school focused (i.e. lazy).
Monday, April 17, 2006
Prom Date
So far, my Prom attempts have been less than amazing- no date, but I am in a group. I guess that's cool, now I just need to get a date, y'know? That's kinda the important part of this whole thing. But who? Well, she's gotta be LDS, and my parents have to approve, and believe me, that list is not as long as you might assume it to be. There are really..... Three girls that I can ask. And one of them doesn't live in this state.
So, this pretty much bites, especially since my Mom has made a point of trying to make going to Prom the most difficult task ever. She's shot down two or three of my candidates for dates, and totally excluded one or two. What am I supposed to do, especially since I didn't get that one girl from Cy-Fairs number? I really should have. She was like... BAM! Wow, what a girl. She even bothered to come over and talk to me after the dance, and what did I do? Wished her a good night. She clearly wanted my number too.
I wish I could take Erica- that would be most excellent, but unfortunately, my parents nixed that idea. I can't wait till this fall, that should be fun. Chillin at college, seeing my sister, going to class and etc.
What am I to do?
So, this pretty much bites, especially since my Mom has made a point of trying to make going to Prom the most difficult task ever. She's shot down two or three of my candidates for dates, and totally excluded one or two. What am I supposed to do, especially since I didn't get that one girl from Cy-Fairs number? I really should have. She was like... BAM! Wow, what a girl. She even bothered to come over and talk to me after the dance, and what did I do? Wished her a good night. She clearly wanted my number too.
I wish I could take Erica- that would be most excellent, but unfortunately, my parents nixed that idea. I can't wait till this fall, that should be fun. Chillin at college, seeing my sister, going to class and etc.
What am I to do?
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
In Re: Car Alarms
So I was kept up somewhat late last night by a car alarm. What's more ironic is that I had just heard about this car alarm song from the comedian, Dane Cook. Here's a little sample:
Hellooooooooooo
I'm a caaaaaaaaar
(that's the doooooooOOOOOOO, dooooooooOOOOO)
Gas-o-line-makes me run
(the ehn-ehn-ehn-ehn)
back-seat
trunk space
(Deeeeeeeeoooooooo, deeeeeeeeooooooo)
repeat:
helloooooooo
let's go for a riiiiiiiide
oil is my blood
seatbelts
radio knobs
(emphasis added to try and get the point across)
But seriously, can we not get a better alarm for cars? I mean, it barely phases most people to hear car alarms in the middle of the night. They're there for the sole purpose of alarming people, and that have totally failed. Completely and totally failed, because they've become interwoven into the other sounds of the night: squealing almost accidents, owls, sirens, gang fights, washing machines, honeybees, mosquito's, rap music, etc.
My suggestion: replace all car alarms with a recording of Marlon Brando screaming, "Stella!!!!!!!! Stellllllllaaaa!!!!" Possibly we could have them saying instead, "I'm a car!!!!! I'm being stolen!!!!! Someone stop this!!!!" Or better yet, we have an option where different celebrities sign up to do the voices. I mean, MTV would almostly definitely have a contest wherein someone would get Kanye's voice for their car alarm. This could be the most amazing idea I've ever had. People could do their own too- imagine you customizing one as a prank, so that whenever it went off, it started playing Abba's "Dancing Queen." That would be hilarious.
Who knows. I do. It's not gonna happen, because my greatest ideas never get put into motion, so this will never happen ever. And if it does, I'm going to expect some money. Which will probably not happen.
Hellooooooooooo
I'm a caaaaaaaaar
(that's the doooooooOOOOOOO, dooooooooOOOOO)
Gas-o-line-makes me run
(the ehn-ehn-ehn-ehn)
back-seat
trunk space
(Deeeeeeeeoooooooo, deeeeeeeeooooooo)
repeat:
helloooooooo
let's go for a riiiiiiiide
oil is my blood
seatbelts
radio knobs
(emphasis added to try and get the point across)
But seriously, can we not get a better alarm for cars? I mean, it barely phases most people to hear car alarms in the middle of the night. They're there for the sole purpose of alarming people, and that have totally failed. Completely and totally failed, because they've become interwoven into the other sounds of the night: squealing almost accidents, owls, sirens, gang fights, washing machines, honeybees, mosquito's, rap music, etc.
My suggestion: replace all car alarms with a recording of Marlon Brando screaming, "Stella!!!!!!!! Stellllllllaaaa!!!!" Possibly we could have them saying instead, "I'm a car!!!!! I'm being stolen!!!!! Someone stop this!!!!" Or better yet, we have an option where different celebrities sign up to do the voices. I mean, MTV would almostly definitely have a contest wherein someone would get Kanye's voice for their car alarm. This could be the most amazing idea I've ever had. People could do their own too- imagine you customizing one as a prank, so that whenever it went off, it started playing Abba's "Dancing Queen." That would be hilarious.
Who knows. I do. It's not gonna happen, because my greatest ideas never get put into motion, so this will never happen ever. And if it does, I'm going to expect some money. Which will probably not happen.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Back to Blogging
Well, here we are again- I'm back to blogging, back to raising questions, answering them and debating them. I'm back to stay hopefully, so maybe people could read this and listen, who knows. I really don't have too many aspirations to this blog, considering all the work I've not put into it. I'll tackle tough issues though, like censorship, education, and really basic stuff.
I promise to you, all those readers in blog-land, that I will post at least twice a week, and when summer roles around, four times a week, occasionally every day except Sunday. I will not post lame things that promise later postings, I will post full fledged, interesting and intriguing things that you will enjoy reading and make you think.
In short, I, El Krunkeroso, will lead you through the magic world of my mind and how I operate. You might get scared, but just hold on for the ride, because it will be worth it.
-The Krunk
I promise to you, all those readers in blog-land, that I will post at least twice a week, and when summer roles around, four times a week, occasionally every day except Sunday. I will not post lame things that promise later postings, I will post full fledged, interesting and intriguing things that you will enjoy reading and make you think.
In short, I, El Krunkeroso, will lead you through the magic world of my mind and how I operate. You might get scared, but just hold on for the ride, because it will be worth it.
-The Krunk
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
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