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I Must Destroy Courtney Love

2005-11-25T15:28:00.000-08:00

I want everybody to go to Yahoo! Then search for Courtney. Just Courtney, nothing else. I come up number 2 on their search results. Only second to Courtney Love. I must blow Courtney Love off the cyberspace map. I want to be number 1! Come join me and my campaign to rid the Yahoo! search results of the druggie rocker. Courtney's Blog will be Victorious!!! Mwuhahahaha!

Merry Thanksgiving

2005-11-23T22:35:00.000-08:00

Merry Thanksgiving everybody. Now, I know that Thanksgiving is an American holiday, and many bloggers around the world may be unfamiliar with the origin of Thanksgiving, or as it is affectionately called by the obese, "Turkey Day". In order for overall, international clarity I shall spend this post retelling the Thanksgiving Story...

Once upon a time, many people sailed on a ship named the Mayflower across the sea from England in search of a better life. They encountered many hardships on their nautical journey, but the brave and strong Captain Christopher Columbus and his three daughters Nina, Pinta, and Santa Maria stood strong against the difficulties and saved the passengers. They battled The Loc Ness Monster, her sister Loc Tess, three giant killer squids, twelve rabid sea monkeys, scurvy ridden robots, and the first mates flatulence. After surviving the perils of the sea they finally reached land, which is currently called the United States of America. After they landed they took on the new title of Pilgrims. Now as soon as they started exploring the new land the Pilgrims encountered the indigenous people. Captain Chris named them Indians, because he thought they had landed in Indianapolis. Now the Indians didn't like to be called Indians, because they had always called themselves Native Americans, and felt that the Pilgrims were being politically incorrect. A big feud broke out between the Indians and the Pilgrims that lasted many moons. Soon, winter was approaching and the Pilgrims were unprepared for the season. They had spent all their time feuding and forgot to set up any McDonald's franchises in their new country, so they were unable to eat. Now you might think that since the Pilgrims were starving the Indians would have won the fight, but you'd be wrong. You see the Indians were unprepared for the upcoming winter as well because they had thrown all their sticks that held up their teepees at the Pilgrims during the feud, so they were freezing without their homes. Now the Pilgrims being master city planners, architects, and construction foremen, had all the shelter they needed. And the Indians were all five star chefs, so food wasn't a problem. Now Captain Christopher Columbus and the Indian Chief Dances With Wolves had a power pow wow and realized that they needed each other, and that the fighting had to stop. So the Pilgrims constructed a series of track homes for the Indians, and the Indians cooked some Avian fluless Turkeys with their secret stuffing that was to die for, and they thanked each other and they all lived Happily Ever After. The End.

I hope you all now understand why we celebrate Thanksgiving in America. I think it would be nice it everyone took the time today, even if you don't live in the US, to remember all the things in your life you should be thankful for. But if you can't think of anything at all to be thankful for, then just be thankful you won't be eating this during your holiday dinner.

Videogamin' & A Shovelfull of Shameless Self Promotion

2005-11-03T09:02:00.000-08:00

Below is a list of all the video games I have actually beat. These are the few video games I have taken the time to master and beat into submission. I have completed every objective, defeated every boss, killed all the bad guys, collected all the tokens, and did whatever else was necessary to reach the coveted, boring game credits.

1. Primal Rage. A dinosaur fighting game similar to Mortal Combat. Was one the very fist video games I ever played.

2. A Bug's Life. The very first Playstation game I ever played. I remember putting that in and seeing the graphics for the first time. It blew me away! After playing on a Super Nintendo, the Playstation graphics were so realistic in comparison. It was amazing.

3. Area 51. The video game that you find in arcades. I have actually stood in front of this game long enough and shelled out enough of my parent’s quarters to beat this game a couple times.

4. Spyro 2: Ripto's Rage. This game was completed in one night. I am not joking. Dad rented it at blockbuster, and Taylor and I sat our butts in front of the tv and didn't movie until it was beat that very night.

5. Crash Bandicoot 3: Warped. This was one of my favorite games when I was little. My favorite level was when you got to play Coco and ride her pet tiger of the Great Wall of China smashing boxes.

6. Crash Team Racing. A Mario Cart copy, and a good one at that. Had all my favorite characters from the other Crash Bandicoot games. Loved racing this game against my Dad and Brother. I always won. I truly was the best at this game.

7. Tetris Plus. Another game I am unbeatable at. This game is so simple, yet soooo addicting. It's just like regular Tetris except it has this little explorer guy you have to keep from climbing up the blocks that fall down as well as not letting the blocks build up.

8. Ridge Racer 4. Great game. Ridge Racer 5 was the very first Playstation 2 game out and it sucked. But Ridge Racer 4 was one of the most fun games ever.

9. Enter The Matrix. This game was beat in 2 days with a hefty dose of helpful cheat codes.

10. SSX. The very first of the SSX trilogy. A great snowboarding game. So fun.

11. SSX: Tricky. The sequel to SSX. Is sooooo fun. The tricks are amazing. The characters are so fun and colorful, and tracks are great. I still love playing this game over and over, ever though I have beaten it.

12. SSX 3. Come on it's SSX. How can you go wrong? Love the fact that you have to snowboard to the races, then race, and then snowboard to the next race. The freeform game play where you can just wonder around the mounting aimlessly is so great.

13. Simpson's Road Rage. Arrrrrrgh! I love The Simpson's tv show. I love this Simpson's game. Dad and I play this game every night it's like a little mini nightly tournament. He can't beat me and it drives him nuts. The way Dad plays this game is a funny enough story to merit it's own post. I might have to write about it in more detail soon.

For the hardcore gamer, my little list of 13 is pretty pitiful. But to me, those 13 games symbolize many a morning sitting in front of the tv with pjs on and reaching a miraculous goal. Thank you.

And by the way... check out my Movie Review Blog

Gross Me Out

2005-10-20T22:24:00.000-07:00

On my way to the movies to see Elizabethtown for a review, I spotted a peculiar place of business.

Ewwww!
I think this rivals the Flippin Church of God.

Fav Photos

2005-10-08T23:30:00.000-07:00

I love taking photos. I have posted quite a few of my pictures before. But there are so many more that I have taken and love that don't really relate to a post. So here are some of my favorite pictures that haven't made it into a post, but are still worthy of posting about.

Below are pictures taken at Graceland.

Here are pictures that were taken at a park near my Grandparent's house.

The above picture is one of the few that has been untouched by Photoshop.

These are photos from this past 4th of July.

Random pictures that I just like.

Pet Cemetary

2005-09-30T17:48:00.000-07:00

As I’ve mentioned before, we used to live on a big ranch. We had a lot of pets over the years. A lot of pets. Our ranch had the nickname of ”The Vortex”. It was where innocent animals came to die. If you were not human, you never escaped! We had sooo many pets. Poor things. We loved all our pets dearly, well, most of them. But for some reason, no matter how well we took care of them, they could not survive. Below is a list of all the pets I can remember, their species, and COD. (That’s Cause Of Death for all you non-CSI fans.)

Jonsie-Cat-Disapeared
Josie’s kittens-Cat- Shot.
Milo-Cat-Disapeared.
Fluffy-Cat- Ran over by tractor.
Grayie-Cat- Ran over by lawn mower.
Grayie 2-Cat- Still lives, maybe. This cat became wild and took care of itself. It didn’t have much contact with our family, and I believe that’s what cause it’s longevity.
Lucky-Cat-Attacked by some creature.
Lucky 2-Cat-Squished by vehicle.
Arnold-Cat- Was backed over by the van two days after we had him.
Spice-Cat- My favorite of all the pets. Lucky thing ran away before we accidentally murdered it.
Powder Puff-Cat- Was eaten by Bear.
Dog-Cat- Was attacked and killed by some sort of animal after getting fixed the very day before. Was still recovering from the surgery and couldn’t fight back.
Cider & Quirky-Cats- Drowned.
Picky Picky-Cat- Still lives, probably. Another stray who knew better to keep their distance from us. Was Fussy’s Brother.
Fussy-Cat- Died the very night we got her. Was run over by a car.
Smokey & The Bandit-Cats- Both live. We mercifully gave them away.
Stranger-Dog-Old Age, our very first dog. He just wandered off one day and died. He actually lived quite a while.
Dandy-Dog- Lived for 9 years. Finally died of old age. The reason for her long life is Dandy didn’t just have one home. She would run off for months at a time to her other family somewhere, then come back. Was a great dog did all sorts of tricks.
Humphrey-Dog- UPS man ran him over after delivering a package. UPS man was also a youth pastor, and said a prayer over the dog after he hit it.
Moe-Dog-Pound
Echo-Dog- Was given away because he was mean to Gus & Woody. Might be alive?
Sadie-Dog- We rescued her from the canal. Nursed her back to health, she later almost drowned in the pond, and we had to rescue her again. We believe she was trying to commit suicide. Eventually just killed over in the back yard.
Shilo-Dog- Was taken to the pound because she would eat the cables that ran from our satellite dish into the house
Lover-Dog-Pound
Patch-Dog- Was taken to the pound, because he bit me three times, and another person who come over to our house.
Bear-Dog- After killing my cat Powder Puff. Dad got out the shotgun, and was going to shoot him, but my brother begged and pleaded that wouldn’t. So Bear wasn’t shot, he was taken for a car ride and dropped off somewhere far away. I thought my Dad secretly took him away and shot him, but Bear showed up again a few days later. Dad then took him to the pound.
Bear’s Brother-Dog- A stray that showed up around the same time Bear did. He looked like bear so he was named Bear’s Brother. Wondered off somewhere, never to be seen again.
Playful & Precious-Dogs- Puppies we found and rescued alongside the road. They lived with us before being taken to the pound.
Gus & Woody-Dogs- Called Gus & Woody for short, Augustus and Woodrow were two Weimaraners Woody got sick and died. Gus repeatedly ran away, and we had to go find him. Finally, he never came back.
Gunther-Dog- Died because his heart finally gave out. Was Simba’s brother.
Color-Turkey- I watched in horror as Echo ate my poor little baby turkey.
Goble-Turkey- Was given away to a family we knew. They raised him well, until he was grown and then eaten.
F.B.-Rabbit- Shot for fur ball. Some sort of cat attacked him, while he was still in his cage. He couldn’t escape.
Pono-Mouse- Escaped and ran away. He still lives, now sporting an eye patch and a few scars from his many battles in the wild.
Dutchess-Mouse- Just died.
Diablo-Mouse- Wen’t missing. Mom finally sniffed out his dead carcass.
Brownie- Climbed into his water feeder head first and drowned.
Tiny- Was killed by Brownie.
Elizabeth-Fish-
Taylor’s Fish-
Gill-Fish- Granny cleaned his bowl one day, but didn’t rinse it our very good so it was poisoned by the cleaner.
Taylor’s Crab- Died while on vacation. Probably starved or died of dehydration. It smelled something fierce once we got back.
Le Pew- Fried
Duck 1-Drowned
Duck 2- Drowned

Pets who either didn’t have names, or I just can’t remember them:
Squirrel- Escaped
Crow- Just Died
2nd Crow- Taylor thought it was well enough to fly. Took him outside released him. He fell to the ground and the dog attacked
Bird that wasn’t one of the crows- Same thing that happened to the previous pet.
Numerous amounts of Toads, Frogs, Snakes, Bugs, and Lizards- Various COD’s
Rooster- Dad shot it after it bit me.
Several Jack Rabbits- Again various COD’s.
Gofers- Some of them died. Some of them were released.
Many a Goldfish- Many a flushing.

Our 2 current pets are:
Simba- Gunther’s sister. Still lives after 6 years of having her. YAY!
Turtle- Just found him. Hasn’t been named yet, any suggestions?

Elementary Memories

2005-09-16T17:30:00.000-07:00

I remember my elementary school years very well. I remember whenever my Dad would walk me to my class we would sing, "Don't step on a crack or you'll fall and break your back." And I would try my hardest not to step on a crack. Which at certain points in the sidewalk could get very challenging.

I remember there were two playgrounds. One for the kindergarten-2nd graders, and another playground on the other side of the school for the 3rd-5th graders. On the "little kids" side there was a big metal slide that was sooo tall. And it would take forever to climb the ladder up to the top. That thing was a deathtrap, which probably made it so fun. It really wasn't as tall as I remembered it, but a fall from the top could sure hurt a little kid. And what made it so dangerous was that you would have about 20-30 kids trying to climb it all at the same time. We would scramble up the top pushing and shoving our way through, until we made it and then... Remember I said it was a big metal slide. You would slide down that monstrosity that had been in the sun all day long and it would burn all unclothed skin. So if you were wearing shorts... let's just say it wasn't the most pleasant sensation. But then the next day after your wounds had healed all the kids would do it all over again.

I remember at lunch each class had to line up alphabetically. Kindergarteners first then all the way up to the 5th graders. You would walk through the line, and the secretary, Mrs. Vargas, would mark you off or something so that the school knew you got lunch that day. At the end of the month, if your parents chose to pay at the end of every month for your lunches, your teacher would give you a notice that you would take home to your parents to let them know they needed to pony up the doe. I would get my notice every month, immediately put it in my backpack, and completely forget about it. Then the next month they would give you another notice and give you a warning. I would put it in my backpack and forget about it. And this would go on and on. The threat was, that if you didn't pay for your lunches then you would have to go to the secretary's office and be forced to eat a cold peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Ooooh! So scary. Cold PB&Js. Most kids like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, I guess they thought that since they were cold it was more frightening. Not only did the ridiculous threat not scare us, they never followed through with it. No matter how many notices I forgot to give my parents, and no matter how many lunches went unpaid for, I never once had to eat a cold peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

Another lunch memory I have is about one meal. They would have bologna sandwich day, quesadilla day, but the day everyone dreaded was... Grilled cheese sandwich day. I know, I know, grilled cheeses sound pretty harmless right? Wrong. These grilled cheese sandwiches were hard as a rock. They were like beige bricks. You could have made a very sturdy house out of them. It would hurt your teeth to eat them. We kids were amazed at just how hard these things were. We would bang them repeatedly on the tables, and nothing would happen to them. Nothing at all. If you waited long enough for seconds. Which very few kids did, because as soon as you were done with lunch you could go to recess. So the faster you ate your lunch, the more playtime you'd have. But if you did wait around for seconds, they would be serving the very last of the grilled cheeses, the ones from the bottom of the tray. These were slightly less hard. I guess they soaked up all the butter or whatever into them, which made them actually edible.

I remember every morning you would go to your class once the bell rang. Then there was a small amount of time for the teachers to do attendance, and then the bell would ring again. All the classes would then go to a big room. Actually it wasn't that big since there were only about 150 students in the entire school. We would say the pledge of allegiance, sing happy birthday to whatever little brat happened to be born on that day. My brother played happy birthday on the piano every day. Mrs. Bradberry the kindergarten teacher would play her, well I'm not exactly sure what is was, but anyway we would sing songs. And maybe there would be announcements or something. The point of this memory is, the room all the kids would meet in was called the IMC. I never did know what IMC stood for.

I remember that once you got to the 5th grade, you would sometimes have to do lunch duty. Now I hardly ever had to because I was in band. If you were in band you got out of it most of the time. But a couple of times I had to do lunch duty. The best position on the lunch duty team was the sprayer. I actually got to be the sprayer once. The sprayer stands at the end of the line and all the kids bring there dirty trays to them. The sprayer had this long hose that hung from the ceiling and you got to spray all the food off the trays, and "accidentally" spray the kids who brought you their trays. It took so long that you completely miss your recess, but it was worth it.

One last memory. If you were bad, you would have to stand along the fence, for recess, and have to watch everyone else play. That was one of their very scary then, now pretty silly punishments. Out of my 5 years of elementary school. I only had to stand along the fence once. It was in the 1st grade. My 1st grade teacher, Mrs. Coleman-Webb. Left the classroom for a little bit. I don't remember why. While she was gone, some of the kids got up and started running around the room. When Mrs. Coleman-Webb came back she saw a bunch of her students running around the room. The kids quickly went back to their seats. Since she couldn't tell just who was running around the room, and who wasn't, she made the whole class stand along the fence.

Okay, one more memory, but I'm telling you this is the last one. Another silly punishment was pulling cards. If you misbehaved or broke a rule you had to pull a card. Only in Kindergarden-3rd grade classrooms, I guess by the time you were in 4th or 5th grade pulling cards wasn't harsh enough. But in the younger classes on one wall there would be a big yellow square with a bunch of yellow pockets with each student's name on it. In the pockets were 5 colored cards: Yellow, red, blue, green, and black. Black was really bad. Every day all the student's cards would be on yellow. If you did something wrong you would pull a card. The punishments would get worse and worse as you pulled more and more cards. Black meant you had to go to the principle's office. I only had to pull a card once. It was in the 2nd grade, Mrs. Rocha's class. If you forgot to sign your name on an assignment you had to pull a card. Well, one time I had an assignment that was stapled to another. I signed my name on the first page, and didn't on the second. Mrs. Rocha made me pull a card for not signing my name on the second page. It was so unfair. I almost cried. After a little while of my name having a horrific red card next to it. Mrs. Rocha told me I could put it back to yellow. I guess she came to her senses!

Isn't it funny the things you remember?

I Don't Care If You Get Spam

2005-09-12T08:27:00.000-07:00

I can't either.

I hate word verification!

Celebrate 100

2005-09-07T09:06:00.000-07:00

Courtney’s Blog My thoughts… Or lack there of has reached the monumental occasion of 100 posts. For this special 100th post we shall take a look back on this incredible journey we have been on... kinda like when sitcoms run stupid aniversary shows where they just play little clips of past episodes instead of comming up with something new...

Let’s see, we started our journey off with movies. This soon inspired a completely new movie reviewing blog. We’ve battled pirates, Arrrr! We have waded through crap and more crap. We’ve weeded killer plants, predicted the future, ruined priceless art, made three wishes, removed our eyes, encountered Uberhicks, answered questions, given advice, jammed in the winter, caught a killer, been a fashion judge, made fun of celebrities, played muggins, whacked, whatched Vida Tv, helped the government, discovered the origin of my name, ruled the world, insulted Lambchop, apologized, and posted about Lammy again, traveled to Japan, Neptune, Las Vegas, South Korea, L.A., Graceland and Hogwarts, Biltmore Mansion, and a galaxy far, far away. And that’s not even half of it. I had fun didn’t you? Let’s hope the next 100 are just as enjoyable.

Comment on which of my 100 posts has been your favorite, I’d love to see what everyone says.

Reviews of Movies

2005-09-06T15:03:00.000-07:00

I have posted new reviews of Batman Begins, The Brother's Grimm, and Red Eye at my movie reviewing blog. Also, earlier movies I've reviewed are out, or comming out, on DVD. Check them out to see what DVD's are worth renting/buying.

Uberhicks

2005-08-31T17:32:00.000-07:00

Hicks are a strange species of the human race that you may have encountered at one time or another during your existence here on earth. Now, you can't generalize all hicks. There are degrees of hickness that you might be unaware of. Not all hicks are alike. Below is a chart that categorizes the hicks so you understand what you are up against when you come in contact with such creatures.

The Scientific Chart of Hickness Degree
By: Dr. Courtney

Dekahick: The most basic of hicks. The dekahicks is the most tame and domesticated species of hicks. You can identify them from the ever-present scent of alcohol and/or cigarettes. Their teeth are usually a shade of yellow or brown. The physical characteristics are not quite as noticeable as in the more severe levels of hickness. Dekahick's speech is completely identifiable by the way they add syllables to words. For example the word "can" becomes "cay-an", and the work "like" becomes "ly-eek". Conversation with a dekahick is quite possible since their form of speech isn't too distorted.

Megahick: These hicks support all the characteristics of a dekahick, but take on a few more physical manifestations. The megahick males normally have an unshaven face, long sideburns, and a mullet. Female megahicks look much, much older than their actual age. Their smoking habits, which you can smell, have taken a toll on their faces and give off the appearance of an older hick. The females' hair is usually long, bleached, dry, and resembles straw. The megahick takes on a few more identifying traits. Any and all words with "oil" in them are mispronounced. Example, the work "foil" becomes "foral", and the word boil becomes "boral". Also, words with double e's are also butchered. "Creek" becomes "crik", "street" becomes "strit", and "feet" becomes "fit".

Uberhick: Now, these hicks can be quite difficult to handle. Unless you are a person of such high physical, mental, and emotional caliber, which very few are, I would suggest that you avoid uberhicks at all costs. Do whatever you need to, to remove yourself from the vicinity where one is located. Uberhicks are completely uneducated, and have no thoughts of any kind, yet are surprisingly capable of operating any tractor. They act only on instinct and natural genetic instruction. They are completely unaware of their surroundings, physical appearance, or others. They are absolutely, unsophisticated bumpkins who you couldn't carry on an intelligent conversation with if your life depended on it. Uberhicks are armed at all times; they have a particular affinity for the shotgun. Uberhicks are extremely dangerous and you do not want to get too close to one.

Dictionary Winner

2005-08-30T18:51:00.000-07:00

The winner of my blog game Dictionary is Honkeie2 with their winning entry...

Flu.pha.dile (adj):
Flu*Fa*Dile
A person who has a fetish for dressing like a baby bird and eating regergitaed food.

Let's give three cheers for Honkeie2, for not only writing a good definition, but actually spelling the word right. Hip hip hooray. Hip hip hooray. Hip hip hooray.

The Dictionary of Courtney

2005-08-28T17:12:00.000-07:00

A game that my family plays sometimes is called Dictionary. Now the way we play it is we all pick about 4 or 5 words from the Dictionary and everyone else writes down a definition. We never actually try to guess the real definition instead we come up with some crazy, funny one that probably has nothing to do with the real word. So that's what we are playing now, Dictionary, only I'm going to make up a word so there's no way you can come up with the real definition. The strangest, funniest, or just the definition I like most will win. Not sure what you will win. Probably nothing, but you never know.

Okay the word is...

Fluphadile

Lammy, A Troubled Soul

2005-08-18T21:56:00.000-07:00

Ever since the end of his last show, "Lamb Chop’s Play Along", Lammy has been out of work. Now I know I've said some bad things about Lammy in the past, but being an out of work actor is hard. I'm sure that's why he's so hostile all the time. Lammy really started to go down hill after the 1996 Daytime Emmy Awards. The award for Outstanding Children Series went to Reading Rainbow instead of Lamb Chop's Play Along because the academy was pressured by all the negative press surrounding LeVar Burton's (the host of Reading Rainbow) accusations towards Lammy. Burton was quoted as saying, "…when Lammy isn’t filming he’s out getting high on drugs” and also said in an interview with TIME Magazine, “How else do you think he came up with the theme song. Tell me what type of song never ends? This theme song promotes drug use and it’s real meaning is hidden behind the cutsie melody. Is this the type of show you want our children watching?” Lammy retaliated after the award show in anger by pulling up alongside Burton at a stop light with his fellow cast members Charlie Horse, and Hush Puppy. Their “supposed drug referenced” theme song was blaring and they fired two shots from a semi automatic into the tires of his vehicle. Charlie Horse the next day committed suicide in his beach condo after the producers announced the show would be cancelled. Hush Puppy later that month checked into a rehab facility leaving Lammy friendless, jobless, and Emmyless. Burton sued, but Lammy was later acquitted on all charges do to lack of evidence.

Lammy has been through much trauma, but is in denial. He doesn’t believe that his violent actions are the cause of his lack of acting roles. He believes Lamb Chop’s Play Along really type-casted him. He has had great difficulty breaking into the film industry. Lammy desperately wants to be taken seriously as a dramatic actor and auditioned for such roles as Forest Gump, James Bond, and more recently for Jesus Christ in The Passion. Lammy was guaranteed the part, but at the last minute the role went to Jim Caviezel because Mel Gibson felt Lammy’s short arm span would be a hindrance while filming the cross scenes.

Please, Lammy’s wild drug days are over. He is a serious and talented actor who wants the chance to practice his beloved craft that he’s extremely passionate about. Don’t hold his past mistakes against him, give Lammy a chance.

New Found Joy

2005-08-16T13:37:00.000-07:00

I've discovered a new joy in my life... Blogging when you are supposed to be working. Isn't it great?

I've been cooking up a great post so just keep waiting a little longer. I'll give you 3 hints. 1. It's something I've posted about three times before. 2. It has to do with an animal. 3. It's evil. Can you guess it?

Hick Travels

2005-08-10T09:51:00.000-07:00

While journeying through some of my travels I happened to find this charming little church.

The town was named Flippin. There was the Flippin Auto Store, the Flippin Laundromat, the Flippin this and that. We had quite a fun time making some flippin' jokes.

Also, we stopped by a lovely flea market that had some interesting items for sale.

Not toys, they were the real thing.

Then we went to the town my Grandfather grew up in. We visited the graveyard where all my dead relatives are and found my great, great, great uncles grave William Wallace.

No, not that Wallace. All though we are supposed to be related to him. Really.

Yah. I sure know how to go on vacation. Church, weapons, and graveyards. Fun, fun, fun.

Also, Taylor won another lambchop toy from a claw machine at a restaurant. His name is Perkins, after the resaurant he was won from. He is a hick lambchop, and lammy doesn't like him at all.

Remember Me?

2005-08-09T19:20:00.000-07:00

Hi. I've been out of it for awhile, but I'm back now. Started doing graffic design work at a very big church that I will refer to as CG in my future posts. Just so ya know. I have my own office, and the most fantastic Macintosh computer you have ever seen to work on. The church is really, very big. The building is enormous, by church standards. CG has 3 stories, a full gym, running track, basketball court, dance studio, many, many, many offices, very big worship center, coffee shop, bookstore, just to name a few. To get to the children's ministry area, kids slide down a 2 story slide. I tried it, it's definitely made for the little ones. I get lost sometimes walking around it. The church property is 70 acres. It sits on a beautiful hill and is surrounded by other beautiful hills. I'm working very hard, but enjoying it a lot. CG is a Baptist church, and I might be the only person on staff that isn't Baptist. And I'm not converting any time soon. It's good to be back. I just went on a mini road trip this weekend and have some stories and pictures from that on the way. Sorry for the absence you can look forward to many posts coming your way now.

For Your Information...

2005-07-31T20:05:00.000-07:00

I haven't been kidnapped, I haven't joined the circus, I haven't moved to an island where internet isn't available, and I haven't inlisted in the army. I've just been really busy and a bad blogger. Shame on me. Sorry for the lack of posts. I added 2 new movie reviews and will be posting regularly again soon.

Name Change

2005-07-24T03:56:00.000-07:00

I found this Random Title and Name Generator. I put in my old name Courtney, and out came my new...

You shall henceforth be known as:

Greater Governess of Men in Tights, Courtney Brunette

Give a man a match, and he'll be warm for a minute; set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.

Kinda catchy don't ya think?

War of the Worlds

2005-07-22T20:51:00.000-07:00

At my movie review blog I just put up a new review of War of the Worlds. Did it fly or flop? Read to find out.

Oh! Mom finnished reading Harry Potter, now we can discuss. :)

Harry Potter and Elvis

2005-07-19T22:05:00.000-07:00

For those of you that don't know I, and millions of others, am a big Harry Potter fan. Also for those of you that don't know, I am not a big Elvis fan. But in the last few days I have had Elvis and Harry Potter overload. I went with my Dad to a midnight madness party at Barnes and Nobles, and got the book at midnight when it came out. There were plenty of people dressed up as wizards running around pretending to cast spells on each other. It was very fun. I finnished the book within 48 hours of purchasing it, and it is great. My favorite in the series has always been the fourth one, "Goblet of Fire", but the newest one, "The Half-Blood Prince" is now my new favorite. It is fantastic. Ol' JK sure put a lot of brain power into this one. Your mouth will be hanging open for the last several chapters. Mom hasn't finnished it yet, and I just want to scream out the ending, but I must hold my tongue.

Now on to Elvis. I went to Memphis yesterday and took a tour of Graceland. It's quite an interesting place. Elvis was a pretty cool dude. He really was "The King". As I said before, i've never been a big elvis fan, but I've never really disliked him. I think most of his songs are pretty good, but his voice bugs me. It was really cool to see his house, where he lived, what he did, and to see all his awards. OH MY GOSH! He had a ton of awards. Platinum Records, Grammys, and all kinds of other awards. Graceland really is a beautiful piece of property. The house is not very big. I mean it's bigger than most, but it's by no means a mansion. Poor Lisa Marie she just fails in comparison to her daddy. Elvis was an awesome person. I still think his voice is irritating though.

Angry Readers

2005-07-14T04:52:00.000-07:00

B
y now everyone should have heard about Courtney's Blog and its dirty remonstrations. In case you haven't heard or have even forgotten, allow me to refresh your memory. Wait! Before you dismiss me as salacious, hear me out.

Strictly speaking, it has been said that Courtney's Blog and its serfs are blossoms on the upas tree of hedonism. I believe that to be true. I also believe that once you understand its fibs, you have a responsibility to do something about them. To know, to understand, and not to act, is an egregious sin of omission. It is the sin of silence. It is the sin of letting Courtney's Blog perpetuate inaccurate and dangerous beliefs about male-female relationships. If we are powerless to tell Courtney's Blog where it can stick it, it is because we have allowed Courtney's Blog to beat plowshares into swords. What is often overlooked, however, is that I wouldn't judge Courtney's Blog's advocates too harshly. They're just cannon fodder for Courtney's Blog's plot to paralyze any serious or firm decision and thereby become responsible for the weak and half-hearted execution of even the most necessary measures. It's time for Courtney's Blog to stop its systematic assault on religious freedom. That is why, come what may, we must promote peace, prosperity, and quality of life, both here and abroad.

Signed,
Margo Forthwright

I've written many letters about Courtney's Blog's worthless, mad words. Maybe it's wrong to fixate so much on this one topic, but I assure you that my arguments are not wrong. Let me cut to the chase: This is a free country, and I aver we ought to keep it that way. The encroachment of laughable precepts into the social fabric of our politics, our institutions, and our laws would give credence to my claim that Courtney's Blog is trying to hold itself up as a cultural icon. This applies first and foremost to a group under whose politically incorrect brand of communism the whole of honest humanity is suffering: spiteful lummoxes. Courtney's Blog operates on an international scale to vandalize our neighborhoods. It's only fitting, therefore, that we, too, work on an international scale, but to discuss, openly and candidly, a vision for a harmonious, multiracial society. As long as the beer keeps flowing and the paychecks keep coming, Courtney's Blog's coadjutors don't really care that the final product of its remarks will be a dysfunctional society, wherein every natural self-defense mechanism has been short-circuited in some foolhardy effort to gain short-term financial benefits. But there's the rub; it attempts to sound intelligent by cramming as many big words into a sentence as possible, whether they are used correctly or not. Am I aware of how Courtney's Blog will react when it reads that last sentence? Yes. Do I care? No, because it never stops boasting about its generous contributions to charitable causes. As far as I can tell, however, Courtney's Blog's claimed magnanimousness is utterly chimerical and, furthermore, I want nothing more -- or less -- than to reveal the constant tension between centripetal and centrifugal forces of dialogized heteroglossia resulting from its exegeses. To that task I have consecrated my life, and I invite you to do likewise. I could make an argument for the idea that Courtney's Blog is just making a mug of itself when it says that we can change the truth if we don't like it the way it is. Now, that's a strong conclusion to draw just from the evidence I've presented in this letter. So let me corroborate it by saying that Courtney's Blog gets its cause-and-effect relationships all mixed up, and everyone with half a brain understands that. Okay, I've written enough for one letter, so let me just finish by saying that the portents indicate that, by the end of the decade, Courtney's Blog will create a malign, misinformed world of guilt and shame.

Sincerely,
Justina Marzinado

It seems I may have offended a few readers, according to their complaints.

Engrish

2005-07-08T10:05:00.000-07:00

After my second Asian picture post a few of my readers commented on how I should check out this site Engrish.com. It's a site dedicated to the Asian butchery of our language. While traveling in the Orient I saw some Engrish personally.

In our Hotel there was a "Weeding Chapel" instead of a wedding chapel.

Across the street from our Hotel there was a "Boad Game Cafe" instead of a board game cafe.

There was jewelry store that misspelled jewelry. Is said "Jewllry Store".

And the best example of Engrish I saw is..

The Orient 17

2005-07-07T22:41:00.000-07:00

Here is a list of 10 things I did while in Asia that I had never done before, and a list of 7 things I learned while in Asia that I didn't know before.

10 Things I Did:

1. I went to Asia. (okay that one was lame)
2. I ate Kim Chi
3. I had a man write my name in Korean. The Asians have trouble saying my name. Its the RT, I think, that screws them up. They say Coorlney instead of Courtney.
4. I ate 3 steamed larvae.
5. I flew on an airplane for 13 hours.
6. I went to Tokyo Disneyland.
7. I sat in on classes at a Korean boy's school. (They go to school from 8:30am-5:00pm)
8. I sat in on classes at a Japanese girl's school.
9. I rode the subway in Japan. (I had never ridden on any subway before that)
10. I ate salmon eggs. (yuck!)

7 Things I Learned:

1. I learned how to use chopsticks.
2. I learned that in Korea you are considered 1 year old when you are born, and you don't turn 1 year older on your birthday. The whole country turns a year older on January 1st. So if you're born in december on January 1st you are 2 years old.
3.I learned that arigatou means thank you in Japanese.
4. I learned that Japanese tv doesn't make any sense. Not just because it's not in English, it just doesn't make any sense?!?
5. I learned that in Japan children must take 8 years of English in school.
6. In Asia people either build up or down, not out, there isn't enough room. That's why in Korea most people live in tall apartment complexes. And there is a lot of underground stores, shops, and stuff in Japan.
7. I learned that Avril Lavigne is popular in Japan.

Asia Trip Part 2

2005-07-01T14:31:00.000-07:00

Here is the second installment of my Asia trip pictures. These are all from Japan. We stayed in a small suburb in Tokyo most of the time although Mom and I walked around downtown Tokyo one night.

The view from our hotel room.

The guy who cooked our first meal in Japan. He didn't speak a lick of English.

Our first meal in Japan. Sushimi. The thing second on the left that looks like a slug was actually really good. Everything else in the picture I didn't care for.

Me walking on our way to our hotel.

Mom and me outside the girl's school where the choir sang.

Me, a girl from the choir, and some students from the girl's school. They all love Avril Lavigne. Everyone in Japan and Korea do that peace sign. For the younger generation, I'm told, it means peace, but for the older genereation it means victory.

A band that played outside our hotel named "Pilot Fish". I got their cd. It's pretty good, I have no idea what they are saying since it's in Japanese, but it's pretty good.

A street in a suburb of Tokyo.

Below are pictures from a Budist temple we went to.

One of the Subway stations. This one was outside the Budist temple. Below are some pictures of freaky people that were outside the station.

Subway tracks. This was taken just before our subway came in.

Some of the things written in English didn't make any sense whatsoever. This is a mouse pad and incase you can't read it, it says, "Just as we are living in our town worlds of lives are endwelling in a forest." If anyone knows the meaning to the riddle post a comment. I think whoever wrote this just threw random words together in hopes of it sounding cool.

These pictures below are of Mom and mine's adventure through the JR (which is like the subway) by ourselves trying to get to Tokyo Disneyland. We did it! It was hard though, seeing as all the signs were in Japanese, and we had no clue as to how to get there.

Below are pictures from Tokyo Disneyland. Yah! We made it.

My favorite ride.

After we left Disneyland we went to downtown Tokyo. Below are pictures of that. It's amazing. It's like New York city.

Yay! Now you are all up to speed on my wonderful treck around the world. Hope you liked the pictures.