People Watching

I am Sitting in the commons, or at least I was, watching everyone.  a minute ago I watched two kids play a game of swords, the one where you have to poke the other guy with your finger.  There is a guy who just walked in carrying a Gatorade that is half drunk.  I don't understand why you would want to drink a sports drink for breakfast, but whatever bakes your potato.  most of the people I can see are in groups and very few of them are by themselves, such as me, but there is one girl sitting next to me reading a book and drinking a mocha shake thing from McDonalds.  I am watching the groups as one of their friends just found them.  There is a lot of high five's going around. and fist bumps, I have seen it more times than I ever thought I would, but don't worry because I do it too.

random

life doesn't always work as we planned.  I am here, but I want to be there.  I live in China, town that.  cheese smells like my uncle's hair. WHERE'S RACHAEL! The banana in front of me is getting soft and squishy.  Land doesn't slide uphill.  Furby is back.  0041048.  Trash can.  Head check.  Desk pop.  Scram, Sam.  Is it true french babes don't shave their pits. What evs.

I order you to "wiggle the mouse"

Computers have this little thing connected to them called a "mouse".  I am not totally sure why they call it this because it is certainly not little and fury.  If you are reading this post I want you to wiggle your "mouse".  Do so how you please, up and down or side to side. You can even make designs on the desk with it.  I want you to wiggle it for a minute or two and let your mind go, close your eyes while you are sitting there wiggling it and let your mind wander.  I am hoping that some little piece of inspiration will hit you, so wiggle you "mouse".

vent your rant

Do you know what I can't stand.  The stupid piece of crap click link to get credit!  The wack thing totally destroys me.  I do the blog post yeah, but it doesn't even matter because I mean what the heck man, I forgot to click the stupid link! There is my rant for the day.

Duck! Here comes the tape.

It was monday afternoon when it came flyin' cross the room.  I woke up on the floor with a lump on my head and a roll of duct tape next to me.  I found out today that ghosts are real, how else would it have hit me. You aren't that mean, are you?

Cowboy is his name

 I just love this poem.  It is really a shortened version of "legacy of the rodeo man" by Baxter Black




                       Cowboy Is His Name                                 

There's a hundred years of history
and a hundred before that
All gathered in the thinkin'
Goin' on beneath this hat.

The cold flame burns within him
'Til his skin's as cold as ice
And the dues he paid to get here
Are worth every sacrifice.

All the miles spend sleepy drivin'
All the money down the drain,
All the 'if I's' and 'nearly's,'
All the bandages and pain,

All the female tears left dryin',
All the fever and the fight
Are just a small down payment
On the ride he makes tonight.

It's guts and love and glory,
One mortal's chance at fame.
His legacy is rodeo
And cowboy is his name.
                                         ©Baxter Black

Your choice

What do you do when the bottom of your foot itches? Well, I will tell you what to do. The second you feel an inkling of an itch coming on, you reach down and untie you shoe as fast as you can. Once you shoe is untied, you yank it of and throw it hard into the ground.  Last you take your pencil and you just a scratch like you never scratched before.  Now, you may look somewhat like a weirdo when you do this, but it is either look like a weirdo or sit their in agony for what seems like an eternity while you wait for it to quit itching.  It's your choice.

Enjoy the Ride

 Here is  the chorus to Chris Ledoux's "The Ride".  I think we could all benefit from it.


"Sit tall in the saddle, Hold your head up high
Keep your eyes fixed where the trail meets the sky
And live like you ain't afraid to die
And don't be scared, just enjoy your ride"