Ever heard yourself say the words, "I'll put it here because its a place I will NEVER forget." ? Don't believe it. Unless you are unlike me and can actually remember those places.
On another note... I was looking for stuff to help drive Spencer crazy and decided to try and see if something actually would be annoying... it was quite annoying. And I touch-type. Of course... my fingers are injured because of an interesting event this moring which left me "floored".. er.. "mudded" (yeah... I had to go change) anyway. I was typing with one hand as a result and the m and n keys are switched on my keybored (yeah, I wanted to see if I could do it and if it was annoying, the answer is yes to both cases) and so I would occasionally hit "m" instead of "n" or "n" instead of "m" and then I swithced the keyboard language to French and it was nuts! I was going to type an insult to AJ so he couldn't read it... because of the keys being all messed up... but then it was fairly clear what it said. Oh well. Anyway... h,,,,,,::: QJ; you qre crqwy: Auite crqwy: This is zhqt it looks to type nor,ql on q french keyboqrd: I zqs going to try to find zhere the keys in the English keyboqrd zere locqted on the French keyboqrd::: but::: u,:::: I hqve q lqck of pqtience for thqt: Lqlqlqlql: hqhqhq:
hhahaha. Ok, that's weird. Anyway... yeah, I've lost it. but what I lost was my request card for algey and... um... what are they called? some sort of larva.
Oh ya! Spencer! My darling, loving, kind, considerate uncle is coming to visit my grandparents soon! Mom and I are both pretty thrilled about this because I can get some rather ingenious ideas out of him (most likely) that would drive you insane.
Funny story. When my cousin was not married her, now, husband was well... going to marry her. Well, Uncle Vic, being the sweet, kind man he is, decided to pull the young man asside and say he'd pay him to elope with my cousin, because it would be cheeper. He said that my cousin-in-law should come that night to take her away. WELLLL... (AJ if you read this, which I doubt y ou do, please make some note of it, and Spencer don't tell AJ that I put this here. we can laugh at him if he doesn't know) well, anyway, my cousin-in-law came that night, with his brother, and they took a ladder and put it up to my Uncle Vic's window, and they were calling outside the window, "Connie! Connie!" (cause they were getting my uncle back for all the pranks he pulls, and they knew it was his room) Someone suggested that my uncle should have gotten a bucket of watter or something and thrown it on Brian's head.
OK, the end.
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Have I mentioned I'm mad at how Blogspot has decided... well... at least my internet server, has decided that Spencer's blog is crashing and there are constant errors any time I attempt to view it. Seriously. I had like... 3 errors last night saying "check back in 30 seconds and we'll have this fixed" need I mention that I checked, and checked and... arrrrr! And now there is another error. :-P
Quote: "if you read this, which I doubt y ou do"
I read the new ones every time, I do not know what has lead you to this awkward conclusion, but it's wrong. And as much as you think that "brilliant" was brilliant, it wasn't, it was very lame and borring.
hahahahahhahahaa. Ok. Just checking. :-)
Quote: "hahahahahhahahaa. Ok. Just checking. :-)"
Yeah.... Right.... I know what you really did, you pointed out a fictisious flaw in order to annoy me with a nonexistent problem. You excuse your insults too quickly, especially considering they are constent and obvious.
huh? Umm.. ok. if you say so... (run that by me again.. please?)
Quote: "And as much as you think that "brilliant" was brilliant, it wasn't, it was very lame and borring."
Awwwww... you're so sweet AJ. Thanks for all the compliments!
Quote: "Awwwww... you're so sweet AJ. Thanks for all the compliments!"
Well, you should consider yourself lucky. I don't give out too many compliments you know! And here's some questions to give us something to talk about.
1. Do you like farms? Do you have any cool memories about a farm?
2. Have you ever milked a cow? It's harder than it looks.
3. What instruments do you play? Do you sing?
4. What kind of music do you like? Do you dance?
Feel free to make you answer silly, AFTER making a serious answer, your life's obviously so weird that I can't tell the difference.
You are brilliant AJ! I am bad about coming up with questions... so good for you!
(Oh yeah, and Spencer left a comment about the TNIV with all the other TNIV related comments)
Quote: "1. Do you like farms? Do you have any cool memories about a farm?"
I actually have a friend who is absolutly convinced, and there is nothing I can do to change his mind, that I live on a farm. It is partly true... but in a smaller size and a different type than you are thinking of. Bee keepers have honey farms, and my dad has bee's so I live on a honey farm. But there aren't billions of hives... just a bunch. My mom also has a garden, and we have tons of chickens. So... lots of people think I live on a farm. However, compared to you, I do not.
Ummmm... well... I remember the first time I used a pitch fork. That was interesting. At least, I think it was the first time I used a pitch fork. We were spreading mulch around and there was a pile of it and I was standing on the ground trying to spread it out. Then I figured "this is stupid, I'm going to stand on top of the pile and then I'll be able to throw it farther and it will work better" (in my defense, this was a few years ago) so I climbed on the pile... and was throwing the mulch and it worked great. Until I accedently had it go through my shoe. Since my toe kind-of hurt I decided it would be best to check to see if I had a woond and if so, take care of it. WELL... yeah. It went through my toenail. And for the rest of the day I couldn't do anything... and I felt really stupid and was tired of people taking care of me.
(my life is so crazy, I don't even have to make up stories for it to be weird!)
How about you? Do you have any interesting farm stories? And you Spencer?
Quote: "2. Have you ever milked a cow? It's harder than it looks."
Ummmm.. Mom told me we owned a cow once. But if I have ever milked a cow, I do not remember it. I have, however, milked a goat. (yay, I know, its just the same. Only not) I have also attempted to milk the most stuborn, strong headed, unwillful, determoned escape goat on the planet. Needless to say, it did not go very well. We even had a milking stand set up... a feeding troth at one end with boards that once she stuck her head through you could move them so that she couldn't pull her head back out... bungie cored all her legs down so she can't kick or "move" and... umm... even with all that... I think the grand total of milk we ever got out of her was less than a cup.
Then after all that, and her billion escape trips out of her yard (over the fence, under the fence, opening the gate... impossible goat) my darling brother Jonathan was like, "I don't understand why everyone complains about Beauty! She's so sweet, and she never gives me any trouble!" Apparently she submitted to Jonathan after he picked her up and carried her to her yard the first time she arrived at our house. I tried picking her up... but it did not work.
Do you have any stories from random pets like that?
Quote: 3. What instruments do you play? Do you sing?
I play the piano. I've taken piano for... forever, and then I quit. But I still play occasionally, and for fun. I do sing, in choirs, when I was helping lead a VBS at a small church and helping lead Bible Clubs at the low income housing in town, I'd lead singing. But I don't sing solos (unless its so low you can't hear me. ;-) jk)
I know you sing... have you taken voice? And what instruments do you play? Spencer... you play clasical guitar right? or was that Ethan?
Quote: 4. What kind of music do you like? Do you dance?
As you know, I live in a cardboard box... oh wait. Yeah. I moved to the closet. ;-) Ok, in all honesty... I have made HUGE progress on knowing what I listen to. I now can recognize the names of some bands (and have no clue what songs are theirs) can recognize the names of some songs and adintify it with some of the words. (and that is unexaggerated) I basically listen to the music at the shop, its pretty much all contemporary Christian... a little bit of christian rap (which Im slowly starting to tolerate). Music for playing.. well... if i'm learning it I like it to be songs like As The Dear, but for playing... for fun anyway, I enjoy the fast upbeat songs (although I play "Shine Jesus Shine" much faster than it should be played)
I sometimes dance randomly around the room to music, and also I enjoy DDR. But that is the extent of my dancing.
Quote: "your life's obviously so weird that I can't tell the difference."
Sorry. I didn't quite follow your instructions... on the cardboard box one... but the rest of it is true.
Well... I guess where I live has had times where it could be classified as a farm... we've had pigs (2), goats (6), ducks (2), chickens(lots and lots and lots), geese (lots and lots), guineapigs, hampsters, parakeets, rats... and am I forgetting anything? Oh yeah, the bees. Mom said we had a cow once, but it was kept somewhere off our property. We are going to be having goats, sheep and geese as soon as we have a yard fensed in for them. On our land we also have wild squirles, beavers, foxes, deer, occasionally some turkeys come into the yard, and guinea hens, our neighbors peacocks are not a rare sight... then mice and probably rats, and random other rodents.
What all animals do you have where you live AJ?
Ok, you guys turn to answer AJ's questions. :-) And a few more if I can think them up...
5. Where have you lived for the longest?
6. What do you like to do with friends when goofing off?
Ok.. that's all I can think up.
Q1: a)Do I like farms? b) Do I have any farm memories?
A1a: Not on your life. I hate pretty much all kinds of animals, cats being the minor exception as they can look after themselves, but I'm allergic to those. Rodents are pests, period. Chickens and turkeies and such are fine since they run away, but they leave lovely messes. Cows and horses are the same way except the messes are bigger and they don't run away. Oh, and they can kill you. Bees; they hate me and I hate them. Goats remind me too much of Sophia. I like crows because they're so darn smart and hummingbirds because they're not any trouble, but I've inherited a distaste for pigeons from my English teacher, Mrs. Lindsey. But they're not farm animals. If I've forgotten some please let me know and I'll tell you why I hate them.
A1b: I have one memory not related to my stay at Pinehaven. I remember when I was 3 or 4 we lived in Sedro-Wooley (those rumors you've heard, they're all true). We had chickens and Mom and Dad were going to kill a few. Except they were cowards and ran better than most Olympic sprinters. And then when you caught them and chopped their heads off they ran around for about 5 minutes more spouting blood all over the place. So the Parental Units started boiling the bodies after they chopped the heads off, which killed all movement just fine, but then they had to pluck wet chicken feathers. Any animal right activists out there can just rest easy in the fact that I hate chicken killing as much as they do.
Q2: Have I ever milked a cow?
A2: No, but it was a close call. I alomst had to at Pinehaven. I can't remember why we got out of it, but we did.
Q3: a)What intruments do I play? b)Do I sing?
A3a: We appear to have a piano trio here. In fact I just got sheet music for "In Christ Alone". Now if only I had a piano... *sigh* Five more months...
A3b: Yes, I sing. Not professionally or especially well, but I sing. I really like four-part harmony. I sing bass. AJ does too I think, right?
Q4: a)What kind of music do I like? b) Do I dance?
A4a: Basicaly, anything that isn't rap, scream or death metal, and that has a nice rhythem and understandable, intelligeble lyrics. That means hymns, contemporary, current, and some hip-hop.
A4b: Not unless I'm on a dance pad. The only exception to this rule is when I went to Duncanville Church of Christ's family camp. It was after the first half of a game of rugby, (whites on hispanics, mostly boys on mostly girls; no that is not racist or sexist, everyone from the other team was in the same family) and we had breaked to eat dinner. After dinner our team waited around for the other team to show up. After about an hour Ethan, Caleb Walley, Some Guy, and myself went to go see what had happened to them. Well when we got there they somehow convinced us to take an inpromtu spanish dancing lesson and eat dinner with them. After which we went back down and played rugby again and I got my glasses all twisted.
Q5: Where have I lived the longest?
A5: Anacortes, Washington, Zip code 98221, street address 2019 H Ave in Skagit county. I live there for about 8 years, from 4 to 15, skiping 7 months for Guinea.
Q6: What do I like to do with my friends when I'm goofing off?
A6: Depends of the friend. I only have, like, 4 close friends and I'm not a quality time person so I don't usually care what we do. Isaac likes to LAN, AJ likes to play basketball, Jonathan likes to sword fight(actually, this isn't goofing off; it's building a life skill, but we like to do it) and talk and theorize (like me), and Mary-Beth likes to chat. Not that she has much of a choice in inclusive activities.
Q7: Why am I writing such a long comment?
A7: Becuase I am BACK HOME!!! YEAH! Not leaving for five more months! Superb!
Ok, done celebrating out loud. You can all go back to your normal, Spencer-inclusive lives now. Shorah!
Quote: "We had chickens and Mom and Dad were going to kill a few. Except they were cowards and ran better than most Olympic sprinters."
hhahahhahhahahha!!!!! Ohhhh my gosh. I cannot believe I forgot your chicken killing story. Don't kill me ok? Now that you repeated it I do remember that you told me before.
I heard about this one chicken that was killed... and it flew on top of the roof of a barn. The people were rather annoyed about the extra work they had to get the chicken back down.
Plucking chickens is NASTY! *shudders* Of course... there was only one time (in my childhood) that I was actually happy to see an animal die, and it was those roosters we had... *shudders* evil, nasty, devious, fistey, cruel and otherwise mean roosters. I wasn't happy at the beginning of the day that they were going to die.. but by the end... boy, I was more then glad (ok, so I wasn't quite "more than glad" but I was mad at them and no longer fighting for their survival)
Dang... I guess filling your closet with cats wouldn't work too well then.. since you're allergic to them. :-P Dang.
Oh yeah! Those Candain troops you saw a picture of... they're actually in fact American. :-D HA! So I guess if we wish to be less situational specific, what drives you crazy is having people who you think to be more knowledgable in a certain area say something, and you not know enough to know if they were wrong so, since they are the experts on the subject, you assume you were wrong and try to figure out how on earth you could have missed it... or something like that.
Anyway... I probably should get back to school.
Quote: “So... lots of people think I live on a farm. However, compared to you, I do not.”
But we have more cattle then we do produce, so that’s why we’re a ranch, not a farm.
Quote: “How about you? Do you have any interesting farm stories? And you Spencer?”
This is one memory out of a million, but I remember my grandpa, uncle and I were trying to fix a really tall stack of hay that was unstable and my uncle got too close to the edge when he was on top and he practically rode a huge stack of hay that toppled over. When I say that he “rode it” I mean that he managed to stay on top of the hay, despite the fact that it fell flat! He wasn’t hurt and I got a kick out of asking him if he was going to do more hay surfing later. I was probably about 13. I still tease him about it.
Quote: "2. Have you ever milked a cow? It's harder than it looks."
I know I’m answering my own question, but it’s just so fun! I’ve milked cows with really little handles, using two fingers on each and I’ve also milked cows that had huge handles and you had to use your whole hand. I’ve milked cows that give less than two gallons, I’ve milked cow that give over four gallons, I’ve milked cows that were nice and willing, I’ve milked cows that have tried to kick me and have kicked over the milk. It can be pretty crazy at times.
“Do you have any stories from random pets like that?”
We have a roundup every year at the ranch. I get to help tackle some pretty big, scared and kicking calves. You could jump on some of these calves backs and they will send you flying! It’s really fun though and it’s a big part of the year.
Quote: “I know you sing... have you taken voice? And what instruments do you play?”
I haven’t taken singing lessons but I do sing bass. Yes that’s the very low bass, the ability to sing bass skipped to generations on my mothers side, so I’m the only one who can do it. I play the piano (no lessons anymore) and my 1967 mustang bass guitar!! We have a family band and between us all we can play the guitar, the bass, the banjo, the mandolin, the piano, the fiddle and my little brother likes to jam on the washboard. No joke!
Quote: “and also I enjoy DDR.”
YES!!!! I love DDR!! My friend has two dance pads and we’re good. We brought it to youth group once but not everyone has a good sense of rhythm.
Quote: “What all animals do you have where you live AJ?”
Grizzly bears, black bears, mountain lions, I think we have foxes, moose, elk, mule dear, white tailed deer, cows, big mean bulls, horses, dogs, cats, a lot of mice in the fields, lots of different kinds of birds and we’re just a little ways away from The National Bison Range.
Quote: “5. Where have you lived for the longest?”
Anacortes Washington. Possibly the most beautiful place in the world. I say possibly because I have a fantastic view of the Mission Mountains from my living room window, they’re huge!!
Quote: “6. What do you like to do with friends when goofing off?”
Shoot people with a toy dart gun and use the built in light to shine in their eyes sometimes, play video games and oh yeah! I almost forgot! My friend and I were attacked by three girls with washable pink hair dye last night. But I was ready with my three cans of silly string and the two my friend had, we got them so much better then they got us and I only got a couple of pink streaks in my hair, which I washed out a minute later. One of the girls (who just had dinner with us, a friend, but not in that way) said she had to take two showers to get all the silly string out of her hair! YES!! Boys win!!
Quote: “chopped their heads off they ran around for about 5 minutes more spouting blood all over the place.”
O decided to watch the killing of the thanksgiving turkey for the first time when I was like 10. It put up quite a fight after not realizing it was already dead and I didn’t enjoy the cooked turkey as much. Better get back to talking about nothing with the guests, there are four of them. BYE!!!
Quote: "Better get back to talking about nothing with the guests, there are four of them."
He leaves from talking about nothing with us to talking about nothing with the guests. I'm insulted. Or not... haha.
Ummmm... yeah. Sorry, you live on a ranch. And it sounds like you would have billions upon billions of stories from it. Sheesh. hahaha! Ok... a stack of hay? I'm confused... what do you mean by that? I'm guessing you had a pile of square hay bales which were toppeling over... but that's just the best that I can figure. We had people who used to mow the hay from our field, and they'd bale it into square hay bales. It was cool. They're much easier to jump over. However... if you have a small hay bale, slightly down hill, get a running start, and have the intintion of landing ON the hay bale, you can usually go over it. I think they duck or something. ;-)
You love DDR AJ? Hmmmm... just so Elizabeth doesn't kill me (I've come close to death a few times when someone, such as Spencer, has mentioned they LOVE DDR and I tell Elizabeth that and can't answer her three thousand questions... yeah.. I come pretty close to death)
1. What DDR game do you have?
2. How good are you?
3. don't you just love *incert really DDR jagon which I cannot catch becasue of the speed and excitment it is asked in*?!?!?!?
4. how long have you been playing? (I don't think I've asked you that yet Spencer, so go ahead and answer that one too)
5. How'd you start?
And if I get the answers to all those questions... I may be able to live through the night... er... yeah. hopefully.
I play DDR some... and some people think I'm really good (ha ha, did I mention that they are beginners and so when I do easy it looks impressive???) and they can't tell much of a difference between me and my sister..
Me... step... step... step step step step step step step jump, step etc. (coures you can't get rythem or anything on here)
My sister... WAIT!!!!!! Where'd her feet go????????? Oh... I think I see them... wait... no... they're gone... ummmm... yeah. I can do that. NOT! Meanwhile if she were reading that she'd be hitting me and say I was exaggerating (but if I said that about me she'd think I was stupid or something, "you're so retarded")
Quote: "It put up quite a fight after not realizing it was already dead"
How dare it! It sounds like your turky friend lost his head! Or was just lacking the brains to realize it was dead.
My family had turkeys... they didn't grow very old before they died... but we did have turkeys and they were cute. (I also forgot mentioning we had a cats and dogs before) The problem with pets are that they die.
I would LOVE to watch the round up... and laugh at you jumping on a calf. But there isn't any way I'd do that. Nope. None. You can't pay me enough. (No AJ, two cents is NOT enough.. like I said. You can't pay me enough to do it.)
Hahahahahaa! Well... they finally sprang the pink hair die on you guys. *evil grin* Good for the girls. Oh my word... you guys got them bad. Remind me to find a new hiding place... hmmm... the only problem with me finding a new hiding place is you keep finding out where they are. :-P
Anyway.. back to Biology.
Quotes galore: "1. What DDR game do you have?
2. How good are you?
3. don't you just love *incert really DDR jagon which I cannot catch becasue of the speed and excitment it is asked in*?!?!?!?
4. how long have you been playing? (I don't think I've asked you that yet Spencer, so go ahead and answer that one too)
5. How'd you start?"
1 We have Mario Mix for the Game Cube.
2 I'm doing the very hard difficulty level.
3 I actually prefer *technical jargon that I don't actually know but looks good on paper*.
4 Willingly since the trip to Pinehaven. The first time was when the Heiny girls forced us to play the original DDR bofore we could play Smash Brothers.
5 See above.
"Quotes galore:"
That was stinking sweet. I'm laughing still.
Quote: "The first time was when the Heiny girls forced us to play the original DDR bofore we could play Smash Brothers."
*gasp* How could they???? Heiny girls? This is like.. Katie? Right? There are more of them? *is clueless* I didn't even meet Katie while I was over there. So close... yet still so far away.
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