Friday, September 28, 2007
:-(
So yesterday sucked. Do you know when your walking down the stairs and you think there is another stair but their isn’t? so you step down and it kinda hurts well that is what my day was like yesterday. I woke up at 5:30 all happy for school and started working on a little homework when I realized that it wasn’t as hard as I thought it was, so now I’m really stoked, I then get all ready for school and leave the house at 6:45. I then and go get gas, I accidently put the money on the wrong pump but the lady was really nice and fixed it for me, I then head over to sgt. maj. and we have a awesome talk and I learn a bunch. I then get in my car and head over to shs from objh. I won’t go into details but I got a ticket. I was really pissed, I now have a 210 dollar ticket on my record. I then go and pick up nate and jw and we head to school, I sorta kinda vent and we listen to Nirvana to cheer me up. I get to school and I am a much better mood, I get out of car grab my bag and take two steps forward and it breaks. At this point I really wanted to scream in anger. So I now have back to my car to get my books for the next class which sucks. So classes was sorta fine expect that I spilled my monster in chem, and I think it got on this pretty nice girl who sits next to me. :( So next I go to work and Joe (my boss) tries to cheer me up with some funny stories but all that I could think of is that Annapolis is pretty well shot with this ticket. Plus the money that I have to now pay for my ticket was going to my new i-pod classic. So yeah Yesterday I thought was going to be awesome but it really really sucked. But it just seemed like one thing after another. It was kinda like the cotton candy man (that spawn of the devil)
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Death?
Soo, this should be a fun post, the whole purpose is to help my readers (yes all five of you) get to know me better. So your mission is to guess which story is a lie, two will be true and one will false. So see how well you know me and guess which one is the lie.
These three stories are stories about times I have almost died.
One. I was out hunting with my grandpa when he said that he was going to stay on this ridge and look around for deer, giving me permission to walk to the opposite side of the ridge and post my self there, keeping in contact with walkie-talkie. Well I set off walking, to my right was a huge cliff face going straight up and to my life was an another cliff that dropped like hundred feet down. In between there was a trail that was about 20 feet wide and was at a 35* angle to my left, I keep on walking around the ridge, and I was taking my time considering that there was an about 6 inches of snow lying around. I was walking on some crushed down snow to keep my volume down. Meanwhile after walking for about 15 minutes I stopped and looked around searching for animals. After about 5 minutes of standing there freezing to death I took off back on the trail, I happened to go about 4 steps when I stepped on a hidden rock under the snow, at that point I slipped and started sliding down the hillside. I remember yelling in my mind (because I didn’t want to scare the deer!) and thinking I was going to die, here I was sliding down this slope heading to a cliff with 100 foot drop. At about 10 feet from the edge I stopped, to this day have no idea why I stopped, I was on a steep slope, moving pretty good and I had nothing to grasp onto to slow me down. I got up and really freaked out when I realized that I was about only 10 feet from my death, I went back up the hill sat down and stared at my slide marks, until my grandpa came.
Two, when I was in middle school, I went swimming in the ocean in Oregon. I like the ocean, I love the sounds, and I like the difference of the ocean there is nothing like anywhere on the earth. I just love the ocean, but this time was different, I was out swimming, (call me a freak but I kinda don’t mind the cold) and I was out to my chest, when I got hit from behind by a powerful wave (I know, I know never turn your back on the ocean) and I got knocked into the water at that point I was totally lost in what way was up and what was down and I freaked out, I swam and swam but couldn’t find the surface just about when all hope was loss and my vision started to blur, I made to the surface.
Three. This one is pretty recent but I’m pretty sure I didn’t tell any of you this story, I was driving on my way to work (for MC) and the was heavy rainfall, in fact it had been raining hard all week, I was driving exactly 47 mph on Johns Prairie road, when I went around the bend before the baseball fields and saw the car in front of me had slammed on their brakes, well they slowed down because they needed to turn. I slammed on my brakes and worried about hitting them when I got down to about 15 mph I still realized that I was going to hit the person so I hit my e-brake and stopped in time. As I took a deep breath I look in my review mirror and see this Chevy Tahoe speeding right towards me. I going to guess he was going about 60 mph, as soon as he saw me he slammed on his brakes, I knew that he was going to hit and I started to brace myself for the impact, he then engaged his e-brake (I believe) and start to stop a whole lot faster. Then his Tahoe did a 180* turn around and stopped about 10 feet from my back bumper. (I know I probably wouldn’t have died, but I think that I would have gotten really hurt)
So I hope you had fun reading about the times I have almost killed my self. There’s a lot more but we won’t go there. (butane, Agent orange (maybe), more stupid stuff hunting, and lots more typical guy stuff) and I know that a lot of people think I probably crazy for saying this but out of everything I have ever done I regret 3 threes out of all the stuff I have done. Ever thing else I have done, I have learned something important from. So that is it. Hope you laughed/giggled/rolled your eyes/whatever.
Peace.
By the way the score is now,
AJ=4 Grim Reaper=0
These three stories are stories about times I have almost died.
One. I was out hunting with my grandpa when he said that he was going to stay on this ridge and look around for deer, giving me permission to walk to the opposite side of the ridge and post my self there, keeping in contact with walkie-talkie. Well I set off walking, to my right was a huge cliff face going straight up and to my life was an another cliff that dropped like hundred feet down. In between there was a trail that was about 20 feet wide and was at a 35* angle to my left, I keep on walking around the ridge, and I was taking my time considering that there was an about 6 inches of snow lying around. I was walking on some crushed down snow to keep my volume down. Meanwhile after walking for about 15 minutes I stopped and looked around searching for animals. After about 5 minutes of standing there freezing to death I took off back on the trail, I happened to go about 4 steps when I stepped on a hidden rock under the snow, at that point I slipped and started sliding down the hillside. I remember yelling in my mind (because I didn’t want to scare the deer!) and thinking I was going to die, here I was sliding down this slope heading to a cliff with 100 foot drop. At about 10 feet from the edge I stopped, to this day have no idea why I stopped, I was on a steep slope, moving pretty good and I had nothing to grasp onto to slow me down. I got up and really freaked out when I realized that I was about only 10 feet from my death, I went back up the hill sat down and stared at my slide marks, until my grandpa came.
Two, when I was in middle school, I went swimming in the ocean in Oregon. I like the ocean, I love the sounds, and I like the difference of the ocean there is nothing like anywhere on the earth. I just love the ocean, but this time was different, I was out swimming, (call me a freak but I kinda don’t mind the cold) and I was out to my chest, when I got hit from behind by a powerful wave (I know, I know never turn your back on the ocean) and I got knocked into the water at that point I was totally lost in what way was up and what was down and I freaked out, I swam and swam but couldn’t find the surface just about when all hope was loss and my vision started to blur, I made to the surface.
Three. This one is pretty recent but I’m pretty sure I didn’t tell any of you this story, I was driving on my way to work (for MC) and the was heavy rainfall, in fact it had been raining hard all week, I was driving exactly 47 mph on Johns Prairie road, when I went around the bend before the baseball fields and saw the car in front of me had slammed on their brakes, well they slowed down because they needed to turn. I slammed on my brakes and worried about hitting them when I got down to about 15 mph I still realized that I was going to hit the person so I hit my e-brake and stopped in time. As I took a deep breath I look in my review mirror and see this Chevy Tahoe speeding right towards me. I going to guess he was going about 60 mph, as soon as he saw me he slammed on his brakes, I knew that he was going to hit and I started to brace myself for the impact, he then engaged his e-brake (I believe) and start to stop a whole lot faster. Then his Tahoe did a 180* turn around and stopped about 10 feet from my back bumper. (I know I probably wouldn’t have died, but I think that I would have gotten really hurt)
So I hope you had fun reading about the times I have almost killed my self. There’s a lot more but we won’t go there. (butane, Agent orange (maybe), more stupid stuff hunting, and lots more typical guy stuff) and I know that a lot of people think I probably crazy for saying this but out of everything I have ever done I regret 3 threes out of all the stuff I have done. Ever thing else I have done, I have learned something important from. So that is it. Hope you laughed/giggled/rolled your eyes/whatever.
Peace.
By the way the score is now,
AJ=4 Grim Reaper=0
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Anonymous
This post is a long time coming and one of my reason why it is so late is that I think that it might not go over well with some. But here we go. If you read brad Hanson's blog then you have probably read the post on EC (if not read on here) The comments are really what i want to talk about. What makes me write this post is that I believe that the comments posted there by some people are unnecessary. And by that i mean the rentless pounding on anonymous by the main blog readers. I believe that all people that read blogs have the right to post anonymously. Why? Maybe this person knows that the views that the poster shared would have angered the blog author. I will admit that sometimes I leave anonymous notes, why might you ask? because I'm lazy and don't want to sign in. But back to the subject. Why is it so important for the crowd to know who this person is. if the person doesn't want you to know who they are, i believe that they should have the right (which is why there is the anonymous post button) to not tell their name. You should never press the point to where you ask a friend to hack, just so you can have the pleasure of knowing who it is. All the time I hear that we as Christians should play it "cool" not being the bible thumpers of the past, but isn't it the same where you relentless ask over and over what their name is, pressing the issue? So anonymous if you are reading this, i might not agree with you, but I think you are in your right to not give out name.
AJ
p.s. i know that everyone is going to post anonymously now, so whatever. also if you want to press this issue more with me let me know and i will gladly duke it out with you.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Are we?
Are americans this dumb (feel free to add any adjective to describe us after you read this)
http://www.ketv.com/news/14133442/detail.html\
http://www.ketv.com/news/14133442/detail.html\
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Summer
Summer is done, and well I had a great summer so here are the high and low points of my summer.
high
1. Going to annapolis to basically die.
2. Going camping and fliming the dumbest movie ever.
3. Running for mayor of shelton.
4.Finding out the my realtionship with my c.o. was not what i thought it was.
5.acting in a play
6. mobbin'
low
1. Breathing in a mouth full of butane (see point below)
2. Figuring out that this is my last real summer.
3. Having to work.
4.Finding out my realtionship with my c.o. turned not for the better but worse.
5. Brad moving.
6. Finding out that i cant run for mayor of shelton.
Effects and health issues
Inhaling butane can cause drowsiness, narcosis, asphyxia; cardiac arrhythmia and frostbite, which can result in instant death from Asphyxiation, Acute toxicity and ventricular fibrillation. Butane is the most commonly misused volatile solvent in the UK, and was the cause of 52% of solvent related deaths in 2000. By spraying butane directly into the throat, the jet of fluid can cool rapidly to –20 °C by expansion, causing prolonged laryngospasm.[2] "Sudden sniffing death syndrome", first described by Bass in 1970, is the most common single cause of solvent related death, resulting in 55% of known fatal cases.
high
1. Going to annapolis to basically die.
2. Going camping and fliming the dumbest movie ever.
3. Running for mayor of shelton.
4.Finding out the my realtionship with my c.o. was not what i thought it was.
5.acting in a play
6. mobbin'
low
1. Breathing in a mouth full of butane (see point below)
2. Figuring out that this is my last real summer.
3. Having to work.
4.Finding out my realtionship with my c.o. turned not for the better but worse.
5. Brad moving.
6. Finding out that i cant run for mayor of shelton.
Effects and health issues
Inhaling butane can cause drowsiness, narcosis, asphyxia; cardiac arrhythmia and frostbite, which can result in instant death from Asphyxiation, Acute toxicity and ventricular fibrillation. Butane is the most commonly misused volatile solvent in the UK, and was the cause of 52% of solvent related deaths in 2000. By spraying butane directly into the throat, the jet of fluid can cool rapidly to –20 °C by expansion, causing prolonged laryngospasm.[2] "Sudden sniffing death syndrome", first described by Bass in 1970, is the most common single cause of solvent related death, resulting in 55% of known fatal cases.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
drivin
I was driving today up to Bremerton where I thought about maybe stopping at this thai place because I guess the have some amzing thia tea/coffee ( i think) and wanted to try, every one I have talked to said it was awesome, but as I driving up their I get all exticed about this then I see that its closed due to low buisness, and I don't know it just made me kinda sad, here was a great tea/coffee place and it closed because no one went. all right I'm done rambling.
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