Okay, everybody ready to get bombarded with some great quotes?
1.
P 1 "This dock is off limits to civilians."
P2 "I am terribly sorry; I didn't know. If I see one, I shall inform you immediately."
2.
P1 "Usually I keep my change in my little change bear."
P2 "That's almost interesting."
3. "Come to the table and STUFF yourselves!"
4.
P 1 "This is NOT gonna work."
P2 "While why didn't you say so before?!"
P1 "I DID say so before."
5. "I'll be your coach; I will not be your friend. If you need one of those, take it up with Doc. or Coach Patrick."
Did you get 'em all? Well, here come the answers
1. Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
2.The Kid
3. The Adventures of Robin Hood
4. Star Wars: A New Hope
5. Miracle
5 Quotes
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
If this is movie quote central, I need to discuss movie quotes a bit more. At the very least, I need to put some more in. So, just for fun, I'm going to put down five of some of our family's most loved quotes. And, I'll also be throwing in some I like by myself. This is my blog after all. hahaha I'll be doing this for a few days, so, keep coming back for a few laughs. For fun, try guessing where they're all from before scrolling to the bottom of the post.
1. "The king's stinking son fired me, and thank you SO MUCH for bringing up such an unpleasant subject. While you're at it, why don't you give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it?! We're closed!!!"
2."I'm sorry I ruined your lives and crammed eleven cookies into the VCR."
(3.)
P 1:"You know, this happened in Spain. People do really stupid stuff in foreign countries."
P 2: "Yeah, they buy leather jackets for much more than they're worth...but they do NOT fall in love with FACIST dictators!"
4. "Now, I don't want them to gain another yard. If they cross the line of scrimage once, I'm gonna take every last one of you. You blitz ALL NIGHT! You make sure they remember, FOREVER, the night they played the Titans!"
5. "I need to eat so I can take my back pills!"
Okay, go ahead. Think of what they're from. It's okay if you don't know them all. You've got plenty of time. Go ahead, rack your brain! ................**taps fingers on the armrest of chair**.........
Okay, that's enough time. Ready for the answers?
1. The Princess Bride
2. Elf
3. You've Got Mail
4. Remember the Titans
5. Christmas Vacation
Tune in next hour. :D
1. "The king's stinking son fired me, and thank you SO MUCH for bringing up such an unpleasant subject. While you're at it, why don't you give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it?! We're closed!!!"
2."I'm sorry I ruined your lives and crammed eleven cookies into the VCR."
(3.)
P 1:"You know, this happened in Spain. People do really stupid stuff in foreign countries."
P 2: "Yeah, they buy leather jackets for much more than they're worth...but they do NOT fall in love with FACIST dictators!"
4. "Now, I don't want them to gain another yard. If they cross the line of scrimage once, I'm gonna take every last one of you. You blitz ALL NIGHT! You make sure they remember, FOREVER, the night they played the Titans!"
5. "I need to eat so I can take my back pills!"
Okay, go ahead. Think of what they're from. It's okay if you don't know them all. You've got plenty of time. Go ahead, rack your brain! ................**taps fingers on the armrest of chair**.........
Okay, that's enough time. Ready for the answers?
1. The Princess Bride
2. Elf
3. You've Got Mail
4. Remember the Titans
5. Christmas Vacation
Tune in next hour. :D
One thing, Two Faces
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Have you ever taken the time to realize that some foods are the same as other foods, just perhaps dunked in something? And if you have, isn't it comical how we can like one but not the other? For instance, check out these same things:
Cucumbers-Pickles
Plums-Prunes
Grapes-Raisins
Philadelphia "Block" Cream Cheese, Philadelphia "Spreadable" Cream Cheese
So, when you went through that list did you find anything that you liked one side but not the other? I LOVE cucumbers. They're so fresh, light, and I could eat a tub of them. Usually, that tends to give me an upset stomach, but I'm not gunna go there. ;) Anways, so I like them, but I can't stand Pickles. They're awful! They smell and taste just...bad, just bad.
Plums are not on my list of tasty fruit. They're not even on the list of okay fruit. Unfortunately, they've escaped me. But, I like Prunes. They're nice and squishy and covered with sticky stuff. :)
Grapes and raisins each have a place in my heart.
Now, we come to probably the most controversial area of this post. The matter of the two cream cheeses. Now, some would say, looking at the identical brand, that there's no difference. However, to them, "I will laugh in their faces" (Kit Kittridge: An American Girl). There is a great difference that only a cream cheese connaiseur can detect. I am such a one. The block is okay, but it's just CANNOT measure up to the power of the spreadable cream cheese.
Yes, I know, I'm weird. See you in my next weird post. ;)
Cucumbers-Pickles
Plums-Prunes
Grapes-Raisins
Philadelphia "Block" Cream Cheese, Philadelphia "Spreadable" Cream Cheese
So, when you went through that list did you find anything that you liked one side but not the other? I LOVE cucumbers. They're so fresh, light, and I could eat a tub of them. Usually, that tends to give me an upset stomach, but I'm not gunna go there. ;) Anways, so I like them, but I can't stand Pickles. They're awful! They smell and taste just...bad, just bad.
Plums are not on my list of tasty fruit. They're not even on the list of okay fruit. Unfortunately, they've escaped me. But, I like Prunes. They're nice and squishy and covered with sticky stuff. :)
Grapes and raisins each have a place in my heart.
Now, we come to probably the most controversial area of this post. The matter of the two cream cheeses. Now, some would say, looking at the identical brand, that there's no difference. However, to them, "I will laugh in their faces" (Kit Kittridge: An American Girl). There is a great difference that only a cream cheese connaiseur can detect. I am such a one. The block is okay, but it's just CANNOT measure up to the power of the spreadable cream cheese.
Yes, I know, I'm weird. See you in my next weird post. ;)
The Mighty Oak
Friday, February 18, 2011
Felt a surge of poetic inspiration. :)
The mighty oak
Proud and tall
Arms stretched to the sky
Feet rooted in the earth
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The mighty oak
Bare in the winter
Full in the summer
Home to tiny creatures
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The mighty oak
Imovable, stubborn, loyal
Prowess of a king
Dignity of a lord
Bringing the populace up to date. (Populace is you guys.) ;)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Wow, I have not been keeping up on this blog. So, I shall update you into the recent turn of events here.
My dual credit classes are going well. I'm enjoying both of my classes, Eng. and Amer. Gov., pretty equally. I recently was given an assignment in Eng. to read this essay that my teacher handed out. It's title was "Body Rituals of the Nacirema". This essay went on to tell about these people, their ritualistic shrines, and their medicine men, "holy-mouth-men", and vestal maidens who are always in recognizable clothes and headdress in the holy temple where children think you "go to die". This essay also spoke on how these people had a practice for their women. Every 4 months, for an hour, the women would bake thier head in ovens. I read this paper (and so did everyone else in the class) with the horrification that tribes like this still existed in the supposed deep, black parts of Africa. We get into class and our teacher asks us if we got it.
"Got what?" is the immediate question. She tells us that there's something in the article that we were supposed to get. She tells us to look back at the paper, especially the title, and figure it out. After one guy starts roaring with laughter in the second row, we're all desperately trying to get the joke. Finally, our teacher tells us to turn the word Nacirema around. It's American. Then we all started to laugh.
The author of this paper poked fun at all Americans and their daily body rituals in the secretive shrine (bathroom). The medicine men (doctors) and "holy-mouth-men" (dentists) with vestal maidens (nurses) in the holy temple where children think "you go to die" (hospital) represents how we have a taste for things that give us pain. Everyone in the class agreed that the ovens that the women were baking their heads in were the old-timey hair dryer things that go over the lady's hair after she gets a perm in the beauty parlor. This essay made us all laugh really hard and feel really stupid for not having figured it out.
On the other side of the world, I have been trying to keep up with my writing. It gets harder and harder all the time to find good quality hours to sit down and write. The voices in my head (yes, I do really have them) are cramming up against my interior walls, but the time is escaping me. Maybe that's the reason why I've had so many headaches lately. ;) Anyway, I'm going to endeavor to write some today.
My reading in Les Mis is picking back up again. I've finally climbed out of the hole at Waterloo and have returned to the actual story of the book. It's back to the interesting part. I'm now interested in rewatching the movie which I enjoyed so much the first time.
I'm very excited about returning to Disney World at the end of May. Stuff is booked, DDRs and everything, and we've started buying T-shirts to wear. It's kind of sad that you have to get all your T-shirts here because they're so much cheaper. Oh well, that's the whole marketing business.
We're trying to get through watching the movies again. Last time we watched most of them was last year about this time when we were getting ready for our Disney trip. I'm putting Tarzan on tonight's watching list but I'm not sure if it'll actually get done. Tarzan is a movie which we only discovered last year and were so blown away by it, we couldn't figure out how we hadn't found it earlier.
Cheers till later!
My dual credit classes are going well. I'm enjoying both of my classes, Eng. and Amer. Gov., pretty equally. I recently was given an assignment in Eng. to read this essay that my teacher handed out. It's title was "Body Rituals of the Nacirema". This essay went on to tell about these people, their ritualistic shrines, and their medicine men, "holy-mouth-men", and vestal maidens who are always in recognizable clothes and headdress in the holy temple where children think you "go to die". This essay also spoke on how these people had a practice for their women. Every 4 months, for an hour, the women would bake thier head in ovens. I read this paper (and so did everyone else in the class) with the horrification that tribes like this still existed in the supposed deep, black parts of Africa. We get into class and our teacher asks us if we got it.
"Got what?" is the immediate question. She tells us that there's something in the article that we were supposed to get. She tells us to look back at the paper, especially the title, and figure it out. After one guy starts roaring with laughter in the second row, we're all desperately trying to get the joke. Finally, our teacher tells us to turn the word Nacirema around. It's American. Then we all started to laugh.
The author of this paper poked fun at all Americans and their daily body rituals in the secretive shrine (bathroom). The medicine men (doctors) and "holy-mouth-men" (dentists) with vestal maidens (nurses) in the holy temple where children think "you go to die" (hospital) represents how we have a taste for things that give us pain. Everyone in the class agreed that the ovens that the women were baking their heads in were the old-timey hair dryer things that go over the lady's hair after she gets a perm in the beauty parlor. This essay made us all laugh really hard and feel really stupid for not having figured it out.
On the other side of the world, I have been trying to keep up with my writing. It gets harder and harder all the time to find good quality hours to sit down and write. The voices in my head (yes, I do really have them) are cramming up against my interior walls, but the time is escaping me. Maybe that's the reason why I've had so many headaches lately. ;) Anyway, I'm going to endeavor to write some today.
My reading in Les Mis is picking back up again. I've finally climbed out of the hole at Waterloo and have returned to the actual story of the book. It's back to the interesting part. I'm now interested in rewatching the movie which I enjoyed so much the first time.
I'm very excited about returning to Disney World at the end of May. Stuff is booked, DDRs and everything, and we've started buying T-shirts to wear. It's kind of sad that you have to get all your T-shirts here because they're so much cheaper. Oh well, that's the whole marketing business.
We're trying to get through watching the movies again. Last time we watched most of them was last year about this time when we were getting ready for our Disney trip. I'm putting Tarzan on tonight's watching list but I'm not sure if it'll actually get done. Tarzan is a movie which we only discovered last year and were so blown away by it, we couldn't figure out how we hadn't found it earlier.
Cheers till later!
Setting the Silver
This was an assignment in Lit.
A job is asked of me,
Not hard, yet a full task.
I gather the silver,
Shining from its earlier polishing.
The plates are stacked.
I hold the pristine cloth and napkins with care.
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The table's deep wood is beautiful alone,
Yet, like a lady, I will add to its beauty
With ornametns and fine things
The cloth is laid, smoothed.
China followes, appearing as many moons.
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The napkins, crisped folds, are placed.
The silver guards each plate with rigidness
I survey my work,a pleased smile spreading.
They all lay even, room for division
Yet, equality in distance that leaves only total satisfaction.
Stop saying that it's not cold down here.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Okay, I'm putting this disclaimer at the top, right now! Disclaimer: I KNOW how cold it is up north.
Ah, now that that's done, I can talk. Okay, this post is to express my frustration in being told by a certian sibling (the only one that's still home with me) that it's not that cold outside. Said sibling continues to try and drive into my skull that I have no reason to be saying it's cold. However, I shall stand up and say that though I was raised by Northerners, I was raised down here. Thus, my body is aclimated (is that a word?) to warmer temperatures. Think of me kind of as a lizard even though I hate lizards.
So, though it's dumping snow up north, I'm still close to freezing down here. Plus, I'm not ashamed to admit it. Now, if you're not very cold, I'm happy for you. But, I'm cold and I can't help it. Brrrrrr.
Ah, now that that's done, I can talk. Okay, this post is to express my frustration in being told by a certian sibling (the only one that's still home with me) that it's not that cold outside. Said sibling continues to try and drive into my skull that I have no reason to be saying it's cold. However, I shall stand up and say that though I was raised by Northerners, I was raised down here. Thus, my body is aclimated (is that a word?) to warmer temperatures. Think of me kind of as a lizard even though I hate lizards.
So, though it's dumping snow up north, I'm still close to freezing down here. Plus, I'm not ashamed to admit it. Now, if you're not very cold, I'm happy for you. But, I'm cold and I can't help it. Brrrrrr.
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