More of my own secrets...
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
The Twilight Saga: New Moon
As November 20th draws ever closer, we see more and more news on the release of The Twilight Saga: New Moon. Today we saw the release of the latest New Moon trailer/featurette called Meet Jacob Black. We got to see more of the wolf pack and Jacob of course along with a quickie lookie at Jane and Volterra. I for one can't wait to see the direction Chris Weitz takes this movie. Now I'll admit, I have read the script that leaked in like May and I loved it. This is going to be a fantastic movie.
I, like a lot of people, was worried about such a huge name like Dakota Fanning playing Jane. But she looks like shes going to be perfect for the role. Tinsel Korey is going to make a beautiful Emily but I am curious to see how they'll do her severe scaring. Cameron Bright is going to make a cold and scary Alec. I can see it already.
I love the idea of Jamie Campbell Bower as Caius. He was so amazingly awesome in Sweeney Todd! He will also be in the upcoming Harry Potter And The Deathly Hollows Pt. 1 & 2. Anyone else see a theme of Potter stars and Twilight stars intermingling? So many movies cross over no a days. I think it's kind of funny to be honest with you. It takes 6 degrees of separation to a whole new level in my opinion.
(Keep a look out for a Harry Potter blog in the near future...)
I, like a lot of people, was worried about such a huge name like Dakota Fanning playing Jane. But she looks like shes going to be perfect for the role. Tinsel Korey is going to make a beautiful Emily but I am curious to see how they'll do her severe scaring. Cameron Bright is going to make a cold and scary Alec. I can see it already.
I love the idea of Jamie Campbell Bower as Caius. He was so amazingly awesome in Sweeney Todd! He will also be in the upcoming Harry Potter And The Deathly Hollows Pt. 1 & 2. Anyone else see a theme of Potter stars and Twilight stars intermingling? So many movies cross over no a days. I think it's kind of funny to be honest with you. It takes 6 degrees of separation to a whole new level in my opinion.
(Keep a look out for a Harry Potter blog in the near future...)
Monday, August 17, 2009
Blah
Expectations. Every one has them. Lately, people have been expecting to much out of my writing. Sure I have a good day here and there but come on! These stories don't just *happen*! They take inspiration, perspiration, and usually cause a lot of frustration. I feel bad because I'm not like other writers, I can't produce a 3 page story at the drop of a hat and expect it to be worth anything. And the writers that can pop out a 3 page story in an hour, they usually don't care about quality, only quantity.
Fuzz's birthday is in 2 days. In fact, today is his mum's birthday. It's kind of funny when you think about it. My father and I have 2 days between our birthday's, just like Fuzz and his mum. Fuzz and I seem to have quiet a bit in common. It makes things easier when your best friend and yourself have at least a few things in common. I can't wait to give him his present. It'll be a little late though. But aren't I always?
Joining the Church Choir might have been a mistake. Every time I walk into a church, I get this strong urge to sin. I don't know what it is about a church but it's just like, a big turn on I guess. Maybe it's just me but I don't think so. This girl I go to church with...I swear she's trying to get into the pastors pants. She wears less and less every time I go to church and she's always helping him and shit. It's kind of funny to be honest. One of these days, she's just going to like rape him and call it a day.
They have hired a writer for SpiderMan 5 and 6 with 4 looking to be released circa May 2010. It's getting over done.......
Well that's all I can really think of to say this time around. I'll write another blog, probably on Thursday of David's reaction to his present. We shall see...
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Now playing: Bomshel - Fight Like A Girl
via FoxyTunes
Fuzz's birthday is in 2 days. In fact, today is his mum's birthday. It's kind of funny when you think about it. My father and I have 2 days between our birthday's, just like Fuzz and his mum. Fuzz and I seem to have quiet a bit in common. It makes things easier when your best friend and yourself have at least a few things in common. I can't wait to give him his present. It'll be a little late though. But aren't I always?
Joining the Church Choir might have been a mistake. Every time I walk into a church, I get this strong urge to sin. I don't know what it is about a church but it's just like, a big turn on I guess. Maybe it's just me but I don't think so. This girl I go to church with...I swear she's trying to get into the pastors pants. She wears less and less every time I go to church and she's always helping him and shit. It's kind of funny to be honest. One of these days, she's just going to like rape him and call it a day.
They have hired a writer for SpiderMan 5 and 6 with 4 looking to be released circa May 2010. It's getting over done.......
Well that's all I can really think of to say this time around. I'll write another blog, probably on Thursday of David's reaction to his present. We shall see...
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Now playing: Bomshel - Fight Like A Girl
via FoxyTunes
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
You might be from a small town if...
You might be from a small town if...
1. You can name everyone you graduated with. (I think I can name like 25 out of 30 people)
2. You know several people who have hit a deer. (I even know one who did it on purpose)
3. You know what 4-H and FFA is. (Of course I do. Duh)
4. You ever went to a party that was held about 20 miles down a deserted dirt road near the woods. (In Jake's field. Assholes kept me up)
5. Being able to hit a road sign with a beer bottle while driving down the highway is considered a necessary skill. (I bet I could do it if I were ever dumb enough to drink and drive)
6. You used to drag "main." (Haha, yeah...)
7. A "lap? only takes 10 minutes. (I bet I could make it in 7)
8. You know what's knee-high by the Fourth of July. (The corn :-P)
9. You said the 'F' word and your parents knew within an hour. (Not that they cared)
10. Driving to the party on a four-wheeler is quite normal. (Course it is. No better way to travel when you ain't got a license)
11. You thought the 30-year-old guy that still was at all the parties was cool. (Sure...let's go with that)
12. The town population increases by one-third when the universities go on break. (Every time)
13. You schedule parties around the schedule of different police officers since you know which ones would bust you. (Ehh, none of them would bust any of us)
14. You live for summer, when street fairs signal the beginning of funnel cake season. (Mmm funnel cake...)
15. You know what "cow tipping" and "snipe hunting" is. (Sure. Won't do either but I know what they are)
16. You see a car running in the parking lot at the store with no one in it no matter what time of the year (Defiantly)
17. You've never met any celebrities, but the mayor knows your name. (The mayor of Mt. Carroll does)
18. You install security lights on your house and garage but leave all the doors unlocked. (Why yes, yes we did)
19. When you found someone old enough to buy smokes for you, you had to drive down country roads to smoke them. (Don't smoke)
20. Running from the cops consists of hiding in the cornfield or swimming across the river. (Cept for when the idiot started the cornfield on fire. Kinda hard to hide then)
21. You have to name six surrounding towns to explain to people where you're from. (Savanna, Freeport, Rockford, Warren, Mt. Carroll, Lena...now do you get where I am??)
22. You often switch from "Heat" to "A/C" in the same day. (Sometimes)
23. You still go home for Homecoming. (Nah...I go to Pearl City for homecoming)
24. It was cool to date someone from a neighboring town. (Still is)
25. You had a senior skip day. (They did)
26. The whole school went to the same party after graduation. (Hell no, they would kill each other)
27. All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, grain, plant, or animal. (Probably)
28. You can't help but date a friend's ex. (It was either that or forget about dating all together)
29. The first day of shotgun season is a school holiday. (Yes it is. We have a teachers institute on that day for a reason)
30. Your car is always filthy from the country roads. (Always)
31. A cool vehicle had big tires or a bad-ass stereo. (Or could go from 0-60 in under 20 seconds while hauling a trailer)
32. The town next to you is considered "trashy" or "snotty" when it is just like your town. (Still do)
33. You leave your jacket on the back of the chair in the cafe, and when you go back the next day, it's still there, on the same chair. (Umm yeah at Rita's)
34. You refer to anyone with a house newer than 1980 as the "rich people." (Sure they are)
35. There's a tornado warning and the whole town is outside watching for it. (I've actually seen this)
36. You don't signal turns because everyone knows where you're going, anyway. (Well yeah, unless they mistake me for Abby)
37. Using the elevator involves a grain truck. (It's fun to ride that one)
38. You bragged to your friends because you got pipes on your truck for your birthday. (Nope)
39. You know which leaves make good toilet paper or you are “road broke.? (Yes I am road broke and yes I know the best leaves)
40. Weekend excitement involves a trip to somewhere farther than an hour away from home. (Sad but true)
41. Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor on the highway. (Every fucking harvest)
42. You decide to walk for exercise and five people pull over and ask you if you need a ride. (If not more)
43. Your teachers call you by your older sibling's name or remember when they taught your parents. (All my old teachers either remembered teaching my parents or...dating my parents)
44. You are related to more than half of the town. (About 2/3 actually)
45. You listen to "Paul Harvey" every morning or at noon. (Sometimes but not often anymore)
46. You get married, hit a home run/make a touchdown, or have a traffic accident and the local newspaper devotes a quarter page to the story. (Haha, no comment)
47. You measure distance in minutes. (It takes 15 minutes to get to any of the surrounding towns from my house and 3o minutes to get to the big city of Freeport)
48. You hang out at Wal-Mart. (Wally World's cool man)
49. Everyone knows all the news before it's published; they just read the hometown paper to see whether the publisher got it right. (Pretty much. I stopped reading the paper when I realized the editor never got it right)
50. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends (Well I'm sending it on to you, my readers.)
Now you see, I really am from a small town. Populations <3,000. Actually I just looked it up on Wikipedia. The population as of the 2000 census was 1,926 so <2,000. And I doubt it's grown much since then.
1. You can name everyone you graduated with. (I think I can name like 25 out of 30 people)
2. You know several people who have hit a deer. (I even know one who did it on purpose)
3. You know what 4-H and FFA is. (Of course I do. Duh)
4. You ever went to a party that was held about 20 miles down a deserted dirt road near the woods. (In Jake's field. Assholes kept me up)
5. Being able to hit a road sign with a beer bottle while driving down the highway is considered a necessary skill. (I bet I could do it if I were ever dumb enough to drink and drive)
6. You used to drag "main." (Haha, yeah...)
7. A "lap? only takes 10 minutes. (I bet I could make it in 7)
8. You know what's knee-high by the Fourth of July. (The corn :-P)
9. You said the 'F' word and your parents knew within an hour. (Not that they cared)
10. Driving to the party on a four-wheeler is quite normal. (Course it is. No better way to travel when you ain't got a license)
11. You thought the 30-year-old guy that still was at all the parties was cool. (Sure...let's go with that)
12. The town population increases by one-third when the universities go on break. (Every time)
13. You schedule parties around the schedule of different police officers since you know which ones would bust you. (Ehh, none of them would bust any of us)
14. You live for summer, when street fairs signal the beginning of funnel cake season. (Mmm funnel cake...)
15. You know what "cow tipping" and "snipe hunting" is. (Sure. Won't do either but I know what they are)
16. You see a car running in the parking lot at the store with no one in it no matter what time of the year (Defiantly)
17. You've never met any celebrities, but the mayor knows your name. (The mayor of Mt. Carroll does)
18. You install security lights on your house and garage but leave all the doors unlocked. (Why yes, yes we did)
19. When you found someone old enough to buy smokes for you, you had to drive down country roads to smoke them. (Don't smoke)
20. Running from the cops consists of hiding in the cornfield or swimming across the river. (Cept for when the idiot started the cornfield on fire. Kinda hard to hide then)
21. You have to name six surrounding towns to explain to people where you're from. (Savanna, Freeport, Rockford, Warren, Mt. Carroll, Lena...now do you get where I am??)
22. You often switch from "Heat" to "A/C" in the same day. (Sometimes)
23. You still go home for Homecoming. (Nah...I go to Pearl City for homecoming)
24. It was cool to date someone from a neighboring town. (Still is)
25. You had a senior skip day. (They did)
26. The whole school went to the same party after graduation. (Hell no, they would kill each other)
27. All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, grain, plant, or animal. (Probably)
28. You can't help but date a friend's ex. (It was either that or forget about dating all together)
29. The first day of shotgun season is a school holiday. (Yes it is. We have a teachers institute on that day for a reason)
30. Your car is always filthy from the country roads. (Always)
31. A cool vehicle had big tires or a bad-ass stereo. (Or could go from 0-60 in under 20 seconds while hauling a trailer)
32. The town next to you is considered "trashy" or "snotty" when it is just like your town. (Still do)
33. You leave your jacket on the back of the chair in the cafe, and when you go back the next day, it's still there, on the same chair. (Umm yeah at Rita's)
34. You refer to anyone with a house newer than 1980 as the "rich people." (Sure they are)
35. There's a tornado warning and the whole town is outside watching for it. (I've actually seen this)
36. You don't signal turns because everyone knows where you're going, anyway. (Well yeah, unless they mistake me for Abby)
37. Using the elevator involves a grain truck. (It's fun to ride that one)
38. You bragged to your friends because you got pipes on your truck for your birthday. (Nope)
39. You know which leaves make good toilet paper or you are “road broke.? (Yes I am road broke and yes I know the best leaves)
40. Weekend excitement involves a trip to somewhere farther than an hour away from home. (Sad but true)
41. Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor on the highway. (Every fucking harvest)
42. You decide to walk for exercise and five people pull over and ask you if you need a ride. (If not more)
43. Your teachers call you by your older sibling's name or remember when they taught your parents. (All my old teachers either remembered teaching my parents or...dating my parents)
44. You are related to more than half of the town. (About 2/3 actually)
45. You listen to "Paul Harvey" every morning or at noon. (Sometimes but not often anymore)
46. You get married, hit a home run/make a touchdown, or have a traffic accident and the local newspaper devotes a quarter page to the story. (Haha, no comment)
47. You measure distance in minutes. (It takes 15 minutes to get to any of the surrounding towns from my house and 3o minutes to get to the big city of Freeport)
48. You hang out at Wal-Mart. (Wally World's cool man)
49. Everyone knows all the news before it's published; they just read the hometown paper to see whether the publisher got it right. (Pretty much. I stopped reading the paper when I realized the editor never got it right)
50. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends (Well I'm sending it on to you, my readers.)
Now you see, I really am from a small town. Populations <3,000. Actually I just looked it up on Wikipedia. The population as of the 2000 census was 1,926 so <2,000. And I doubt it's grown much since then.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Breaking Up Is Hard To Do
“Tyler? Can we talk?” I asked quietly.
Tyler looked up from his English paper, his dark brown eyes piercing into my pale grey ones.
“What would you like to talk about?” Tyler questioned, his jet black curls bouncing with each move of his head. The curls made him look far more innocent and boyish than he truly was.
“Tyler…I don’t…I don’t love you anymore,” I whispered backing quickly towards the front door. I knew there was a good chance Tyler’s temper would flare once again and I would need to make a hasty exit. I owed most of my bruises and broken bones to him after all.
“What did you say?” Tyler asked in a scary calm voice.
“I said…I don’t love you anymore…I want to break up with you,” I told him once again, making sure to annunciate the words so he wouldn’t be confused.
“Lydia,” he said my name with furry, making me shake a little as I quickened my pace towards the door. “You fucking slut. IS THERE ANOTHER MAN?”
“No!” I screamed before turning heel and running full out towards the door. I managed to get out the door before Tyler could really register what was happening. I knew I should have broken up with him in public but I didn’t want innocent bystanders in harms way.
“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU LYDIA!” Tyler shouted behind me. I felt the fear rising within me. I knew first hand how easily Tyler could snap my bones.
“Stop it Tyler!” I screamed as a glass vase whizzed past my head and shattered against the wall. Shards flew at me as I ran past, cutting up my exposed flesh. I felt the blood dribbling down and the tears started falling.
I was running towards the stairs but I could sense and hear Tyler drawing closer.
My heart was beating out of my chest and I was having trouble breathing but I knew all I had to do was make it outside. Outside where most of the town was gathered for the street fair. Outside where I could find protection.
Another glass object flew by my head, closer this time. I didn’t know where he was getting his ammunition from, nor did I truly care. The latest projectile caused more blood to flow from my body, covering my face and arms.
I finally reached the stairs and prayed for a silent miracle. I knew there was a good chance I would slip and fall, giving Tyler just the edge he needed to catch me…and kill me.
“You might as well give up now Lydia. When I catch you, I’m going to turn your pretty little face into ground beef. No one leaves me Lydia. NO ONE!” Tyler called out as I took the stairs 4...5...6 at a time.
Tyler lived on the 13th floor. It was a long ways down. Unlucky number 13. His apartment just had to be on the top floor. The Lyrica apartment complex was one with a dark past. When Charles Lyrica built this place for his wife, he made sure it was the tallest building in town and it still is. He also went mad and killed his wife in their apartment. This is a building filled with rage.
12 people have died in the Lyrica apartments. Would I be number 13? Would I be the next victim of the Lyrica curse?
“Please Tyler, just stop!” I begged, sobbing as I pushed myself to go faster. I pushed my body harder and prayed for the strength to make it to the bottom.
By the 7th floor I was beginning to feel a little better as Tyler fell behind but I didn’t stop pushing. I knew he could get his second wind at any moment and I was getting so close.
6 more floors…5 more…4...3...2...As I hit the top of the 1st floor I could sense he was gaining again. Getting closer and closer with each step as my body slowed. The harder I pushed, the more resistance I met.
The bottom. I’d finally reached the bottom. I wanted to cheer but I couldn’t. not quiet yet. I still had to get out the front door on the other side of the building.
I was panting and feeling dizzy. The blood was dripping from my fingertips, leaving a sticky trail of pain in my wake.
I didn’t hear him as he got closer to me. His footsteps muffled by the heavy carpet. But I felt it when he tackled me, my arm breaking as we hit the ground.
I screamed bloody murder and struggled against him with all my might. I managed to roll over under him onto my back as his long slender fingers pressed into my neck, making it hard to breath.
While the world faded in front of me I heard a man shouting, his voice deeper than Tyler’s.
The last thing I could remember before the entire world went black was this feeling of a huge weight being lifted off my chest and I felt at peace.
I felt my eyes flutter open and saw white. At least I ended up in heaven. But I must admit this isn’t how I’d pictured it. I couldn’t move. I felt as though I was made of brick. And there was this annoying beeping. Hell then. I ended up in hell.
The voice told me the truth though as his face swam into view, “Miss, your in the hospital. A man was trying to kill you. Do you remember anything?”
My voice shook and cracked as I spoke, “I’m Lydia. The man was…Tyler. My ex. I broke up with him and he tried killing me. Can I please have some water?”
The man gave me some water to sip and my throat felt instantly better.
“What happened to Tyler? Is he…dead?” I asked tentatively.
“Yes. I killed him in self-defense. I’ll get the nurse. You probably could use some pain medication. You have a lot of broken bones,” the kind man said before turning to leave.
“Wait,” I called out. “Don’t I get to know my rescuers name?”
“It’s Logan ma’am,” he said, smiling down at me.
Tyler looked up from his English paper, his dark brown eyes piercing into my pale grey ones.
“What would you like to talk about?” Tyler questioned, his jet black curls bouncing with each move of his head. The curls made him look far more innocent and boyish than he truly was.
“Tyler…I don’t…I don’t love you anymore,” I whispered backing quickly towards the front door. I knew there was a good chance Tyler’s temper would flare once again and I would need to make a hasty exit. I owed most of my bruises and broken bones to him after all.
“What did you say?” Tyler asked in a scary calm voice.
“I said…I don’t love you anymore…I want to break up with you,” I told him once again, making sure to annunciate the words so he wouldn’t be confused.
“Lydia,” he said my name with furry, making me shake a little as I quickened my pace towards the door. “You fucking slut. IS THERE ANOTHER MAN?”
“No!” I screamed before turning heel and running full out towards the door. I managed to get out the door before Tyler could really register what was happening. I knew I should have broken up with him in public but I didn’t want innocent bystanders in harms way.
“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU LYDIA!” Tyler shouted behind me. I felt the fear rising within me. I knew first hand how easily Tyler could snap my bones.
“Stop it Tyler!” I screamed as a glass vase whizzed past my head and shattered against the wall. Shards flew at me as I ran past, cutting up my exposed flesh. I felt the blood dribbling down and the tears started falling.
I was running towards the stairs but I could sense and hear Tyler drawing closer.
My heart was beating out of my chest and I was having trouble breathing but I knew all I had to do was make it outside. Outside where most of the town was gathered for the street fair. Outside where I could find protection.
Another glass object flew by my head, closer this time. I didn’t know where he was getting his ammunition from, nor did I truly care. The latest projectile caused more blood to flow from my body, covering my face and arms.
I finally reached the stairs and prayed for a silent miracle. I knew there was a good chance I would slip and fall, giving Tyler just the edge he needed to catch me…and kill me.
“You might as well give up now Lydia. When I catch you, I’m going to turn your pretty little face into ground beef. No one leaves me Lydia. NO ONE!” Tyler called out as I took the stairs 4...5...6 at a time.
Tyler lived on the 13th floor. It was a long ways down. Unlucky number 13. His apartment just had to be on the top floor. The Lyrica apartment complex was one with a dark past. When Charles Lyrica built this place for his wife, he made sure it was the tallest building in town and it still is. He also went mad and killed his wife in their apartment. This is a building filled with rage.
12 people have died in the Lyrica apartments. Would I be number 13? Would I be the next victim of the Lyrica curse?
“Please Tyler, just stop!” I begged, sobbing as I pushed myself to go faster. I pushed my body harder and prayed for the strength to make it to the bottom.
By the 7th floor I was beginning to feel a little better as Tyler fell behind but I didn’t stop pushing. I knew he could get his second wind at any moment and I was getting so close.
6 more floors…5 more…4...3...2...As I hit the top of the 1st floor I could sense he was gaining again. Getting closer and closer with each step as my body slowed. The harder I pushed, the more resistance I met.
The bottom. I’d finally reached the bottom. I wanted to cheer but I couldn’t. not quiet yet. I still had to get out the front door on the other side of the building.
I was panting and feeling dizzy. The blood was dripping from my fingertips, leaving a sticky trail of pain in my wake.
I didn’t hear him as he got closer to me. His footsteps muffled by the heavy carpet. But I felt it when he tackled me, my arm breaking as we hit the ground.
I screamed bloody murder and struggled against him with all my might. I managed to roll over under him onto my back as his long slender fingers pressed into my neck, making it hard to breath.
While the world faded in front of me I heard a man shouting, his voice deeper than Tyler’s.
The last thing I could remember before the entire world went black was this feeling of a huge weight being lifted off my chest and I felt at peace.
I felt my eyes flutter open and saw white. At least I ended up in heaven. But I must admit this isn’t how I’d pictured it. I couldn’t move. I felt as though I was made of brick. And there was this annoying beeping. Hell then. I ended up in hell.
The voice told me the truth though as his face swam into view, “Miss, your in the hospital. A man was trying to kill you. Do you remember anything?”
My voice shook and cracked as I spoke, “I’m Lydia. The man was…Tyler. My ex. I broke up with him and he tried killing me. Can I please have some water?”
The man gave me some water to sip and my throat felt instantly better.
“What happened to Tyler? Is he…dead?” I asked tentatively.
“Yes. I killed him in self-defense. I’ll get the nurse. You probably could use some pain medication. You have a lot of broken bones,” the kind man said before turning to leave.
“Wait,” I called out. “Don’t I get to know my rescuers name?”
“It’s Logan ma’am,” he said, smiling down at me.
One Fine Day In The Middle Of The Night
Ladies and gentlemen
I stand before you to stand behind you,
To tell you something that I know absolutely nothing about.
This Thursday which is Good Friday,
We're having a mothers day picnic for fathers only.
Admission is free pay at the door,
Pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Pulled their swords and shot each other,
The deaf policeman heard the noise
And shot again the twice dead boys,
If you don't believe this lie is true at all
Ask the blind man he saw it all
Through the wooden brick wall.
I stand before you to stand behind you,
To tell you something that I know absolutely nothing about.
This Thursday which is Good Friday,
We're having a mothers day picnic for fathers only.
Admission is free pay at the door,
Pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Pulled their swords and shot each other,
The deaf policeman heard the noise
And shot again the twice dead boys,
If you don't believe this lie is true at all
Ask the blind man he saw it all
Through the wooden brick wall.
One Fine Day In The Middle Of The Night
Ladies and gentlemen
I stand before you to stand behind you,
To tell you something that I know absolutely nothing about.
This Thursday which is Good Friday,
We're having a mothers day picnic for fathers only.
Admission is free pay at the door,
Pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Pulled their swords and shot each other,
The deaf policeman heard the noise
And shot again the twice dead boys,
If you don't believe this lie is true at all
Ask the blind man he saw it all
Through the wooden brick wall.
I stand before you to stand behind you,
To tell you something that I know absolutely nothing about.
This Thursday which is Good Friday,
We're having a mothers day picnic for fathers only.
Admission is free pay at the door,
Pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Pulled their swords and shot each other,
The deaf policeman heard the noise
And shot again the twice dead boys,
If you don't believe this lie is true at all
Ask the blind man he saw it all
Through the wooden brick wall.
Autism
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. Did you ever wonder how mothers of children with autism are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint Matthew."
"Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, Patron Saint Cecilia."
"Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron Saint Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, He passes a name to an angel, Taylor, Julie, son. God smiles, "Give her a child with autism." The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly", smiles God. "Could I give a child with autism to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel".
"But has she the patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has his own world. She has to make him live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't know if she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps. "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she cannot separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with less than perfect."
"She does not realize it yet, but she is to be envied. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see .... ignorance, cruelty, prejudice ... and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as if she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in mid air. God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
"Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint Matthew."
"Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, Patron Saint Cecilia."
"Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron Saint Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, He passes a name to an angel, Taylor, Julie, son. God smiles, "Give her a child with autism." The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly", smiles God. "Could I give a child with autism to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel".
"But has she the patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has his own world. She has to make him live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't know if she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps. "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she cannot separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with less than perfect."
"She does not realize it yet, but she is to be envied. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see .... ignorance, cruelty, prejudice ... and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as if she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in mid air. God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."
Friday, August 7, 2009
A little more vacation news.
Well boys and girls, I'm finally home. It feels good to be back in my own house and my own bed. But a part of me aches for my dads house and the...normalcy...of his house. Up in the mornings watching Josie. Chilling in the evenings with dad. Monday through Thursday was fairly boring. Not a whole lot to say about that. I watched Rose Red on Tuesday which is a spectacular movie and I watched 5 People You Meet In Heaven on Thursday before coming home. I must say that was one of the best movie's ever and it truly made me stop and think for a long while. A must watch for people like me.
We went out to eat a lot while I was up there. The food was amazing. The people were really nice. And having the heart-to-hearts with my dad was amazing.
My dad told me when I was 13 he thought about suing for full custody. I kind of wish he had sometimes because I think life would have been easier with him. I don't think I would be as skittish and everything.
I can't really say much more right now. I'll be volunteering all weekend. Come up to Willow and find me. Love y'all.
We went out to eat a lot while I was up there. The food was amazing. The people were really nice. And having the heart-to-hearts with my dad was amazing.
My dad told me when I was 13 he thought about suing for full custody. I kind of wish he had sometimes because I think life would have been easier with him. I don't think I would be as skittish and everything.
I can't really say much more right now. I'll be volunteering all weekend. Come up to Willow and find me. Love y'all.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Vacation (Friday through early Monday)
So today is my 4th official day on vacation. Today both dad and Annie are working so I'm here with Josie. She's still in bed and my fruit loops are getting soggy but I thought I would update y'all on whats going on. So Friday I arrived around 1 am and we got home around 2. Needless to say we all went straight to bed since dad had to be to work Friday at like 6. Then when Annie, Josie, and I all woke up, we went out for breakfast at a place called The Golden Flame. The food was good (I had an omlette) but I was so nervous I couldn't really enjoy it. I mean I know Annie doesn't bite but come on, this is my dad's girlfriend we're talking about. That's fucking intimidating. She knows my dad more than I do. But even though I was quiet we had a good time.
Next Annie drove me around town as we went to her mums. I got to see the Budweiser factory, the Lake, my dad's office, Annie's office, the Submarine, the lighthouse, the beach, the pier, downtown, the testing ground for the cranes my dads company builds, and finally the town of Twin Rivers. It was all very exciting.
I have meet (so far) Annie's parents, both of Annie's sisters, dad and Annie's friends Michelle and some others that were at Josie's birthday party, Josie's friends Allie, Ashley, Akiea, Adrianna, Brianna, and some others that were at the birthday party, the next door neighbors, like 5 Roberts, Peanut (Larry), and Pookie (Another Robert), and so many more. My favorite one so far was definiatly Pookie or as I call him Bobby. He was fucking hilarious and damn cute. If I see him again, I'll get a picture. Maybe.
Saturday was Josie's birthday party. We went to the Holiday Inn and had a pool party. Everyone had a lot of fun and I got to swim! (Annie was nice enough to loan me a swimsuit) We had sloppy joes and hotdogs and chips and dip and cake. It was really cool. Everyone was really nice and gave me my space. I suspect Annie told them of my people issues. However, I did get to know little Ashley well. She's like me and not really a "people" person. Though it's more the girls faults than hers. They're not very inclusive.
Sunday had to have been the best day of my vacation yet. Dad knows I'm a lot like him and love to learn and discover new things so they took me to The National Train Museum and then to the Bay Beach Wildlife Preserve. I took over 400 pictures of the trains, the animals, and everything in between. I even got a couple of Annie, Josie, and my dad. And of course Annie insisted on getting a few of me and my dad. And of fucking course dad insisted on snapping quiet a few of me when I wasn't looking. Evil old fart. I got to see a snowy owl and feed the ducks and geese. Then we went to Hu-Hots for lunch. It's this excellent mongolian restraunt. http://www.huhot.com/ You have to see for yourself just how awesome it is.
Another place we ate at was Friar Tucks on Friday. Lunch with my dad, Annie, and Josie. Friar Tucks is a very unique resturant/bar. It had a very realistic feel from the very dim lights too all the waiters in little friar's outfits. If you've ever seen Romeo and Juliet you know what I'm talking about.
My dad and I have been working hard on warming up to each other but it's not easy. You have to remember, this is the longest we've ever spent together in my 18 years of life. We've actually had a couple heart-to-hearts where I learned why he and Bethy split, why he hates my mum, and some of the reckless shit he did when he was my age. I see now why he doesn't judge me for my mistakes because he's made the same.
Well that's all I really have to say for the first few days. I don't know what's going on the rest of the week but I'll try to update again before I leave. If not, you know y'all will get it all when I get back on Saturday.
I love and miss y'all. Hope all is well with everyone and everyone is staying out of trouble.
~Ashley Nicole
Next Annie drove me around town as we went to her mums. I got to see the Budweiser factory, the Lake, my dad's office, Annie's office, the Submarine, the lighthouse, the beach, the pier, downtown, the testing ground for the cranes my dads company builds, and finally the town of Twin Rivers. It was all very exciting.
I have meet (so far) Annie's parents, both of Annie's sisters, dad and Annie's friends Michelle and some others that were at Josie's birthday party, Josie's friends Allie, Ashley, Akiea, Adrianna, Brianna, and some others that were at the birthday party, the next door neighbors, like 5 Roberts, Peanut (Larry), and Pookie (Another Robert), and so many more. My favorite one so far was definiatly Pookie or as I call him Bobby. He was fucking hilarious and damn cute. If I see him again, I'll get a picture. Maybe.
Saturday was Josie's birthday party. We went to the Holiday Inn and had a pool party. Everyone had a lot of fun and I got to swim! (Annie was nice enough to loan me a swimsuit) We had sloppy joes and hotdogs and chips and dip and cake. It was really cool. Everyone was really nice and gave me my space. I suspect Annie told them of my people issues. However, I did get to know little Ashley well. She's like me and not really a "people" person. Though it's more the girls faults than hers. They're not very inclusive.
Sunday had to have been the best day of my vacation yet. Dad knows I'm a lot like him and love to learn and discover new things so they took me to The National Train Museum and then to the Bay Beach Wildlife Preserve. I took over 400 pictures of the trains, the animals, and everything in between. I even got a couple of Annie, Josie, and my dad. And of course Annie insisted on getting a few of me and my dad. And of fucking course dad insisted on snapping quiet a few of me when I wasn't looking. Evil old fart. I got to see a snowy owl and feed the ducks and geese. Then we went to Hu-Hots for lunch. It's this excellent mongolian restraunt. http://www.huhot.com/ You have to see for yourself just how awesome it is.
Another place we ate at was Friar Tucks on Friday. Lunch with my dad, Annie, and Josie. Friar Tucks is a very unique resturant/bar. It had a very realistic feel from the very dim lights too all the waiters in little friar's outfits. If you've ever seen Romeo and Juliet you know what I'm talking about.
My dad and I have been working hard on warming up to each other but it's not easy. You have to remember, this is the longest we've ever spent together in my 18 years of life. We've actually had a couple heart-to-hearts where I learned why he and Bethy split, why he hates my mum, and some of the reckless shit he did when he was my age. I see now why he doesn't judge me for my mistakes because he's made the same.
Well that's all I really have to say for the first few days. I don't know what's going on the rest of the week but I'll try to update again before I leave. If not, you know y'all will get it all when I get back on Saturday.
I love and miss y'all. Hope all is well with everyone and everyone is staying out of trouble.
~Ashley Nicole
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