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Brief Update:

• Ok so, my parents are gonna go and get Scamp today instead of me leaving at dark:30. That's a releif. 
• I never did get those wireless PS2 controllers yesterday because Sam's was out of them I asked the people there, and they said they were on order and could come in tomorrow. Mom & Dad are also checking on that -_-
• Brian never did come over last night, so I still have no interenet...woe is me. Scamp is hopeful that she'll be able to help a bit.

Now..after all that gloomyness. Let's move on to the laughter. I think we all need it.

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Something not to laugh about

If they know of him at all, many folks think Ben Stein is just a quirky actor/comedian who talks in a monotone. He's also a very intelligent attorney who knows how to put ideas and words together in such a way as to sway juries and make people think clearly.
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 The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary

Here with at this happy time of year, a few confessions from my beating heart: I have no freaking clue who Nick and Jessica are. I see them on the cover of People and Us constantly when I am buying my dog biscuits and kitty litter. I often ask the checkers at the grocery stores. They never know who Nick and Jessica are either. Who are they? Will it change my life if I know who they are and why they have broken up? Why are they so important? I don't know who Lindsay Lohan is either, and I do not care at all about Tom Cruise's wife. Am I going to be called before a Senate committee and asked if I am a subversive? Maybe, but I just have no clue who Nick and Jessica are.  If this is what it means to be no longer young? It's not so bad.

Next confession:
I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don' t feel  discriminated against. That's what they are: Christmas trees.  It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, "Merry Christmas" to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. 

In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu. If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.

I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution, and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.

Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him?

I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too.

But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to.
In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.

Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this Happen?" (regarding Katrina) 

Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives.

And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?"

 In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK.

Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shall not kill; thou shall not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK

Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about and we said OK.

Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.

 Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."

 Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.

 Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.

Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.

 Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.

 Are you laughing?

Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it.

 Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us.
 Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it... no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in.
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Then...we played Katamari Damacy. Or I should say, I played and they cheered me on because Ty doesn’t like timed games and Reiko was too scared to play it. Oh...My …God. That game is crack on a stick =_= My mom called around...7:45ish and said she was at my Aunt Batty’s and if I needed her to call her there but not to worry about time or anything. Two minutes later she called and was like “Hon...it’s 10.” I was like “O.O” I hadn’t even showered or anything! So I shut it down and went home. My forearms and thumbs are kinda cranky today. In fact my left thumb feels like it’s been rubbed raw =____= Someone could’ve warned me about the space-time continuum that the game invokes.

Many thanks to Scamp for explaining the whole PS2 conundrum, but in all honesty, the problem is really the shelf the TV’s on being too weak really. Mom and I are thinking of unhooking everything and moving the TV to sit beside the VCR (since the PS2 is so light and compact, it could go on top of the VCR). But lately, things have been so crazy at work that I’ve been too tired to do anything when I get home. I’m such a lazy ass U_U Oh well.

Speaking of work, I’d better be getting back to it. Ja.

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In all other news! My shelves have been installed and my PS2 is on its along with Katamari Damacy. I took all the suggestions given to me and added them to my wish list (both on Amazon and on GameSpot.com). My Dad says that when he comes in next time he’ll make a third shelf to go above my TV and it’ll hold books and stuff so they’ll all look symmetrical. They’re kinda scratchy right now because he couldn’t get them all the way painted in time, but I think they’re spiffy. Tonight (after Mom’s women’s meeting) we’ll be headed to town to get a few things for the PS2 that I just don’t feel like waiting for. I plan on getting 2 wireless controllers and a PS & PS2 memory card (thanks to Scamp for the advice!). Twin-san was all full of good games too. She wrote me and was like ‘ok, get Jak and Daxter, Final Fantasy VII-XII, the .hack series, legend of dragoon, final fantasy tactics, suikoden iii, iv, and v, dynasty warriors 4 and 5..let's see.oh, of course, katamari. that is fun as hell! anyway if i remember any more i'll send them your way. rock on to getting a ps2 finally :D’ ….O.o that’ll all be going on the wish lists. In related news...Mom wants me to get DDR O.o’

Speaking of Dad, he said he was going to ‘fix’ my fan for me =.=’ Yeah. When he put it back up it was noisier than it had been. Of course he didn’t want to go out, buy and install a brand new fan on his last day, so I’m stuck with a small desk fan. Good thing the weather turned cold so I don’t need a fan desperately.

Oh! Also, we’ve switched our services from Bellsouth to Time Warner. Or, it will be switched come December 14. We have to network our computers together...but considering how badly AMOS is behaving, that might not be a good idea -.- Y’know...I think my next computer will be MAC. I’ve nothing but good about them. Of course, my next computer will probably be five years down the road, and I’ll have to buy it myself but still. You get what I mean. But anyway. We’ll be getting TV, Phones, and Internet all on the same plan, and we’ll be saving about $10 a month. Not much, but it adds up na no da.

Uh...hmm. /thinks. I’m sure there was more that I wanted to say, but it’s escaping me at the moment...funny that. Oh well.

I guess I’ll close out on that note. Later!

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/sigh. OK. Moving on. A lot has happened...Or, perhaps I should say that a lot happened yesterday. It was a long day. We got up and went to church as usual, then we went out to eat afterwards. We went home and changed into comfortable clothes, and Mom and I hit the road. We headed over to Lafayette to give my cousin, scamp, her birthday gifts. She got the entire Lord of The Rings Trilogy Extended edition DVDs and a 1GB jump drive that I’m sure she’ll put to good use...We talked for a while, and I showed her my FaceBook. She says she’s gonna get on when she’s 18 since that’s the requirement and she’s turning 18 in ...well, it was 2 days, but now it’s tomorrow -.- But Mom said we had to start home because it’s about a 2 hour trip depending on traffic and weather. So, we started back and we got back around 4:30.

I immediately took a shower. It helps me to relax, and I do get a bit claustrophobic in cars so I needed it. After that, I put some incense on and checked Amazon.com. I figured ‘what the heck’ and bought a PS2 with the Katamari Damacy game. I figured, the price is relatively low at this point, and I do have money in the bank not to mention that payday is this Friday; so, it’s not like I’m overdrawing or being irresponsible. I’m fairly excited about it. Dad says that he’ll take out the shelf that my VCR is on and extend it so that I can put both the VCR and the PS2 up there. I just home the cord on the controls is long enough to be comfortable at the foot of the bed...we’ll figure something out.

Well, I’d better get off of here before I panic and think I’m gonna make myself late. Stupid computer, running slow. Oh well, tootles!

 

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I took the "The Nine Muses" quiz on gURL.com
		My muse is... Calliope Calliope is the patron goddess of epic poetry. She is often depicted holding a writing tablet and wearing a golden crown, for she is the oldest of the muses and their leader. Her name means "The Fair Voiced," but Calliope inspires eloquence in writing. Read more... Who is your muse?

 

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