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Is this a good time...200meter???

2009-08-03T02:16:00.001-07:00

I'm a 13 year old girl (14 in july) and I run the 200 meter race on my middle school track team. My best score so far has been 29.94. I have had no earlier training AT ALL and this is done without spikes, but with plain running shoes. Is this a good time? And are there any techniques I could work on? Tips would help! THANK YOU SO MUCH!

Is this a good time...200meter???
That's a real good time, considering that the top time in our league this year was a 25.2. You should definitely make the investment into some spikes - make sure you get sprint spikes, as there are different kinds. Good for you, and keep working at it!
Reply:well if you just started its okay....

but if you really want to be better.. you have to work out each day... no matter in what mood you are.. how bad teh weather is...or something else.. give always 110 % and never quit.. and I think you can be around 25 sec. soon.... good luck...

ps. my time for 200m is around 20-22 secs.
Reply:Considering you have not done much previous running, that is a great time. I am a distance runner, so that sounds especially good to me, i can only run it in about 40 secs
Reply:that's a good time

make sure ur form is good

like keep ur elbow's at a 90-degree angle

and for the start

take quick steps during the acceleration

btw- spikes and blocks (for starting) improve ur time by like a second
Reply:That is a really good time! Just keep at it and you could try to strengthen your legs a bit which will make you run even faster.

Good luck!!
Reply:well thats preety good since youve just started. All you need is to get stronger and work on your technique, I suggest that you do alot of speed work

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Remember when?

2009-08-03T02:16:00.000-07:00

: Everyone 14 and older must read this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Before Sidekicks %26amp; iPods.

*Before MIKE JONES

*Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX.

*Before the 5 hours(5min) of homework you put off every night.

*WHEN LIGHT UP SNEAKERS WERE KOOL

*When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.

*When gas was $0.95 a gallon %26amp; Caller ID was a new thing.

*When we recorded stuff on VCRs %26amp; paid $3.50 for a movie.

*When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our walkmans.

*When 2Pac and Biggie where alive.

*When the Chicago Bulls were the best team ever.

*Way back..........

*Tag.

*Hide-n-Go Seek at dusk.

*Red Light, Green Light.

*Heads Up 7 Up.

*Playing kickball %26amp; dodgeball until your porch light came on.

*Hopscotch.

*Slip-n-Slides.

*Tree Houses.

*Hula Hoops.

*Skip-its.

*Reading R.L. Stine's Goose Bumps.

*The annoying Nano Pets %26amp; Furbies.

*Running through the sprinklers.

*Crying when Mufasa died in the Lion King.

*Happy Meals where you chose a Barbie or a Hot Wheels car.

*Getting the privelage to sit in the front seat of the car.

*Drinking Sqeeze It "Squeeze The Fun Out Of It."

*But wait....

*Watching Saturday Morning Cartoons in your PJ's still wrapped up in your Garfield comforter.

*Hey Arnold, Doug, Rugrats.

*The original Power Rangers

*Or what about....

*The Secret Life of Alex Mac.

*Ren %26amp; Stimpy.

*Double Dare.

*Rocko's Modern Life.

*AAAHH!! REAL MONSTERS.

*Wild %26amp; Crazy Kids.

*Clarissa Explains it All.

*Salute Your Shorts.

*Are You Afraid of the Dark?

*The original cast members of All That.

*Kenan %26amp; Kel.

*The Magic School Bus.

*Flash Forward.

*Pete and Pete.

*Legends of the Hidden Temple.

*Hey Dude.

*Dinosaurs.

*Pinky and the Brain.

*Blossom.

*Hangin' With Mr. Copper.

*Wishbone.

*Bill-Nye the Science Guy.

*Kablamm.

*Who could forget Snick? %26amp; Nick @ Nite with Bewitched, I Dream of Jeanie, The Facts of Life, %26amp; I Love Lucy.

*Where everyone wanted to be in love after watching The Wonder Years.

*Or Nick Jr. with Face!

*Gulah-Gulah Island.

*Alegra's Window.

*Little Bear.

*Under the Umbrella Tree.

*The Busy World of Richard Scary.

*The Adventures of Winnie the Pooh.

*Kool-Aid was the drink of choice.

*Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school.

*Class field trips. (to the ZOO!)

*When Christmas was the most exciting time of year.

*When $5 seemed like a million, %26amp; another dollar a miracle.

*When you begged to go to McDonalds for dinner everyday.

*When Toys 'R' Us overuled the mall.

*Go back to the time when.....

*Argument's were only started when it came to who was gonna be the redranger.

*Decisions were made by going 'eeny-meeny-miney-moe'.

*Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming 'do over!'

*'Race issue' ment arguing about who ran the fastest.

*Money issues were handled by whoever was banker in 'Monopoly'.

*It wasn't odd to have two or three 'best' friends.

*Being old referred to anyone over 20.

*A chance to skate as a couple at the local roller rink was like winning the lottery.

*Scrapes %26amp; bruises were kissed %26amp; made better.

*It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the 'big people' rides at the fair.

*When playing Nintendo was the hardest thing ever.

*When Ninja Turtles ruled the world.

*When Lisa Frank was the raddest thing ever.

*When a candy bar at the grocery store was the highlight of your day.

*When coupons collected all year could get you a prize in your class auction.

*When the only thing you cried over was your mom being late to pick you up.

*When stress was addition and subtraction.

*When friendships were as complicated as who's house to sleep over.

*When shaving cream was just meant for play.

*When a first kiss only lead to cooties.

*When Valentines Day meant cards for all.

*When birthdays were a class event.

*When a friend moving away was the saddest day of your life.

*When the summer lasted forever.

*When time didn't matter.

*These were the days we hadn't realized escaped us until it's all brought back.

Remember when?
I remembered alot of the things and I wish that I could go back to that time because everything was alot easier than. I am glad that you reminded me of all of the things.
Reply:Yeah I remember that stuff. It's too bad it ain't like that anymore.
Reply:I remember all to well but when I was little gas was 25 cents a gallon we played out side until the street lights came on I think I was raised in a better time than my grand kids they won't even go out side because it to hot the would rather play these games or watch TV we had only two tv shows on then later got three
Reply:Yeah.....the good old days.............
Reply:God I miss Goosebumps. That's what got me hooked on Stephen King.
Reply:Man..I'd forgot about half that stuff...woah did you write that? That really does pull you back in time, if u wrote that your amazing!

Jas

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Ever wanted to annoy everyone at the mall?

2009-08-03T02:15:00.003-07:00

Wow, some of you must really love to annoy people in public because I've had at least three emails asking me to give advice on annoying people in malls, stores, and WEDDINGS?!

So I tracked this down, it's a long list, but the more the merrier! XD

Thanks for reading, guys!!! Enjoy!!

Ride mechanical horses with coins fished out of the reflecting pond.

Try pants on backwards at the Gap. Ask the salesperson if they make your butt look big.

Dial 900 numbers from demonstration phones in Radio Shlock.

Sneeze on the sample tray at Heckory Farms and helpfully volunteer to consume its now unwanted contents.

At the bottom of an escalator, scream “My SHOELACES! AAAGH!”

Ask the sales personnel at the music store whether inflated CD prices are in pesos or rubles.

Teach pet store parrots new vocabulary that makes them unsalable.

Stomp on ketchup packets at Burger Queen...

....but save a few to slurp on as snacks. Tell people that they’re “astronaut food”.

Follow patrons of D. Balton’s around while reading aloud from Dianetics.

Ask mall cops for stories of World War I.

Ask a salesman why a particular TV is labeled black and white and insist that it’s a color set. When he disagrees, give him a strange look and say, “You mean you really can’t see it?”

Construct a new porch deck in the tool department of Sears.

Wear pancake makeup and new clothes and pose as a fashion dummy in clothes departments, occasionally screaming without warning.

Test mattresses in your pajamas.

If you’re patient, stare intently into a surveillance camera for an hour while rocking from side to side.

Sprint up the down escalator.

Stare at static on a display TV and challenge other shoppers whether they, too, can see the “hidden picture”.

Ask appliance personnel if they have any TVs that play only in Spanish.

Make unusual requests at the Piercing Pagoda.

Ask a salesperson in the hardware department how well a

At the pet store, ask if they have bulk discounts on gerbils, and whether there’s much meat on them.

Hula dance by the demonstration air conditioner.

Ask for red-tinted lenses at the optometrist.

Sneak up on saleswomen at the perfume counter and spray *them* with your own bottle of Eau de Swanke.

Rummage through the jelly bean bin at the candy store, insisting that you lost a contact lens.

Ask a saleswoman whether a particular shade of panties matches the color of your beard.

In the changing rooms, announce in a singsong voice, “I see London, I see France...”

Leave on the plastic string connecting a new pair of shoes, and wander around the mall taking two-inch steps.

Play the tuba for change.

Record belches on electronic sampling keyboards, and perform gastric versions of

Jingle Bells for admiring onlookers.

Ask the pharmacist at the drugstore which leading cold remedy will “give you a really wicked buzz.”

Ask the personnel at Peer 1 Imports whether they have “any giant junk made out of straw.”

“Toast” plastic gag hot dogs in front of the fake fireplace display.

Collect stacks of paint brochures and hand them out as religious tracts.

Ask the information desk for a stroller, and someone to push you around in it.

Change every TV in the electronics department to a station showing “Saved by the Bell”. Chant the dialogue in a robotic voice, and scream if anyone tries to switch channels on one of the sets.

Hand a stack of pants back to the changing room attendant and scornfully announce that none of them are “leakproof”.

“Play” the demo modes of video games at the arcade. Make lots of explosion noises. Loudly.

Stand transfixed in front of a mirror bobbing your head up and down. Squawk at your reflection.

Pay for all your purchases with two-dollar bills to provoke arguments over whether they’re real.

If it’s Christmas, ask the mall Santa to sit on *your* lap.

Answer any unattended service phones that ring in department stores and say “Domino’s.”

At the stylist, ask to have the hair on your back permed.

Show people your driver’s license and demand to know “whether they’ve seen this man.”

Buy a jawbreaker from the candy store. Return fifteen minutes later, fish it out of your mouth, and demand to know why it hasn’t turned blue yet.

Walk up the skinniest stairs in the mall with your arms out not letting anyone pass and walking really slow. Growl at anyone approaching.

Alternatively, link arms with a few friends and march up the most commonly used staircase, growling at anyone approaching.

Find one of the huge boom-boxes and turn it to some rock station. Then, turn it off and turn the volume all the way up. Then the next person to check it out will have great fun!

Set all of the alarm clocks in any of the Bed %26amp; Bath stores to go off every ten minutes on the loudest setting possible.

Buy the largest soda the stores have available, drink it down to the last inch, then stand behind someone while slurping up the remaining soda as loud as possible, when they tell you to stop it retort that you don't like to waste things.

Men, go into women's clothes stores and try on skirts, underclothes, swimsuits, etc. Ask shop assistants what they think (vise-versa for women)

Bring survial gear and "live" in one of the tents in a camping shops. Scream "Help" %26amp; "We're under fire" every 5 mins. Make battle noises as well!

Wear you swimming clothes and go swimming in the coin pool! Wear armbands and a rubber ring for extra effect!

Start a sing along in the middle of the mall.

Print lots of "Fake" money, go into the mall (second floor if available) and throw it all away.

Go into a pet shop and release all the birds, parrots etc. Screaming at the top of your voice "Be free my feathered friends" (DO THIS AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!! – birds have beaks)

Follow someone with children around yelling "mommy I want that!"

Take the money out the fountain while swimming and hand it out to people, spend it or if possible throw it from the second floor (it might hurt someone)

Add strange growths to the giant lego men in the toy stores

Put weird backgrounds on store computers when people aren't looking.

Buy feather boa at a clothing store and hang on to the rail while waving it and screaming "Look everyone I can fly!"

Stand in front of the Gap. "Fall" in repeatedly. Threaten legal action.

When ever someone makes an announcement over the loud speakers cover your ears and scream "The voices...the voices...make them stop"

With a friend, speak in a different language (or make up your own) and make a seen, pointing at signs and people as if they were something shiny and new that you've never seen before. Pretend you're a tourist.

Walk right on people\'s heels and when they look back at you stop and look at the ceiling and when they turn back around, continue

See if a yawn really is contagious.

PERSONAL FAVORITE: Grab some friends and race from one side of the mall to the other.

Now, I personally don’t think there’s enough here, so I’ll post a second one as soon as possible – it’ll be on what to specifically do in the stores!! In the meantime, keep emailing me ideas – I love some inspiration!!

Ever wanted to annoy everyone at the mall?
OMG!!!

these are sooooooo sooooo soooooooooooo funni!

im in LOVE with them!

thnx so much for putting them up!

haha im so going to try these!

=D

teehee

ciao ciao %26lt;33
Reply:Test mattresses in your pajamas.

That one sounds very much like a stunt off the Chaser....You should watch that show...all unAustralians if you like this type of annoynig stunt stufff...Its very funny :P
Reply:that is so funny - didn't get chance to read them all so if you've put this down sorry but you could go into the changing room - make some grunting noises then shout out oh no there's no toilet paper!
Reply:My Good Gosh!! That's the most reading I have done in 3 months...

That was worth it...

It was Kracka-lackin funny!!! =]

HAHAHA!!!

[*] You have been awarded with a gold shiny star =]

peaacee =]
Reply:...This is incredible. haha....Im really going to take a few of these and have some fun...And I live in Minnesota the home of the "Mall of America" it's HUGE! so there will be no lack of space and or people/things to just have a few good laughs with :-) thanks
Reply:Wow i havent laughed that hard in a while!
Reply:1.Cover one side of a shiny half-dollar with super glue or 5 minute epoxy, and glue it to the floor. Carefully cover it with your shoe so noone sees what you're doing. After it has set, move away and watch from a safe distance as people try to pick it up.

2. Make a ball out of compressed detergent soap, and secretly drop it into the large fountain or waterfall. Move to a distance and watch the suds start to roll.

3. Print out 8 1/2x11 pictures of Barney Fife with the words, "Premises protected by Fife." and tape them to all outside doors. Watch the rent-a-cops throw a fit.

4. Lock all stalls in a bathroom and then climb over or under each dividing wall and leave. For extra annoyance put a drop of superglue into each sliding lock.

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What's the funniest wedgie that has ever happened to you?

2009-08-03T02:15:00.002-07:00

Anything! When I was a little kid, my friends came over. I turned around to tie my shoes and she pushed me in my room, grabbed my underwear, and pulled! She got some string and tied my hands to my together! Then she got more string and tied my feet together! Then she got a really heavy toy saddle for my plastic toy horse, and tied it to me!! She also put string in my mouth, so I couldn't talk! Then she mad me go on my tied hand and knee's, and sat on me! She grabbed my underwear, and pulled it in the direction she wanted to go! She said, run little horsey, your gonna miss the race! I got so mad and jumped and she fell, then she grabbed my underwear and put me in my room and closed the door. She came back with rope and tied me to my couch! Then she sat on me and watched TV!!! Every time I moved she grabbed my underwear and pulled it reall hard! When my Mom came back she would do it again! She ever put me in my closet! TIED to the doorby my undies! Maybe thats why I her now!

What's the funniest wedgie that has ever happened to you?
well it happend to my uncle!!! we ripped his tiddy whities!!
Reply:wow that is a fun time
Reply:thats why you what her now???

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You were a kid of the 90's if???????? Enjoy!?

2009-08-03T02:15:00.001-07:00

Hey you were 90's kid if you remember any of the following. Kinda long I know but if you were a true 90's kid then you will appreciate and enjoy all of the little memories. Feel free to leave a memory behind that was left out. Good day to all. ; )

If you remember this you grew up in the 90's

Type: Just for Fun - Totally Random

Description: Just wanted to remind people of the good ole days.

You're a 90's kid if:

You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"

You can sing the rap to "The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air"

You remember when Kurt Cobain, Tu Pac, River Phoenix, and Selena died.

You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey from "Blossom" and that "How Rude!" comes from Stephanie from "Full House"

You remember when it was actually worth getting up early

on a Saturday to watch cartoons.

You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.

You remember reading "Goosebumps"

You know the profound meaning of "Wax on, wax off"

You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.

You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.

You danced to "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls, Females: had a new motto, Males: got a whole lot gay-er. (so tell me what you want, what you really really want.)

You remember the craze, then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.

You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence...Not...

Where in the world is Carmen San Diego? was both a game and a TV game show.

Captain Planet.

You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green Ranger were meant to be together.

When playing power rangers with friends you fought over who got to be who............and still all ended up being Tommy.

You remember when super nintendo's became popular.

You remember watching home alone 1, 2 , and 3........and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"

"I've fallen and I can't get up"

You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates

Two words... Trapper Keeper.

You never got injured on a Slip 'n' Slide

You wore socks over leggings scrunched down

"Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black, with silver buttons, buttons, buttons, all down her back, back, back" SHE ASKED HER MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER FOR FIFTY CENTS CENTS CENTS TO SEE THE ELEPHANTS PHANTS PHANTS JUMP OVER THE FENCE THE FENCE THE FENCE

he jumped so high high high he touched the sky sky sky and he didnt come back back back til the forth of july ly ly he jumped so low ow ow he stubbed his toe toe toe and thats the end end end of the elephants show show show

You remember boom boxes vs. cd players

You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool

You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell"

You played and/or collected "Pogs"

You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet or Nano and brought it everywhere

You watched the original Care Bears, My Little Pony, and Ninja Turtles

NANCY DREW AND THE HARDY BOYS WERE THE BEST MYSTERY BOOKS

Yikes pencils and erasers were the stuff!

All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.(pencils.notebooks.binders.etc.)

You remember when the new Beanie Babies were always sold out.

You used to wear those stick on earings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.

You remember a time before the WB.

You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"

You know the Macarena by heart.

"Talk to the hand" ... enough said

You thought Brain woud finally take over the world

You always said, "Then why don't you marry it!"

You remember when everyone went slinky crazy.

You remember when razor scooters were cool.

When we were younger:

Before the MySpace frenzy...

Before the Internet %26amp; text messaging...

Before Sidekicks %26amp; iPods...

Before MIKE JONES...

Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX...

...Back when you put off the 5 hours of homework you had every night.

When light up sneakers were cool.

When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.

When gas was $0.95 a gallon %26amp; Caller ID was a new thing.

When we recorded stuff on VCRs %26amp; paid $3.50 for a movie.

When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our walkmans.

When 2Pac and Biggie where alive.

When the Chicago Bulls were the best team ever.

Way back.

Tag.

Get Over Here!!!! means something to you.

Hide-n-Go Seek at dusk.

Red Light, Green Light.

Heads Up 7 Up.

Playing Kickball %26amp; Dodgeball until your porch light came on.

Hopskotch.

Slip-n-Slides.

Tree Houses.

Hula Hoops.

HELLO....HOT WHEELS!!!!!

"POWER OF LOVE" BY CELINE DION..ONLY COUPLES COULD SKATE TO THIS.

The annoying Giga Pets %26amp; Furbies.

Running through the sprinklers.

That "Little Mermaid"

Crying when Mufasa died in the Lion King.

Happy Meals where you chose a Barbie or a Hot Wheels car.

Getting the privelage to sit in the front seat of the car.

Drinking Sqeeze It "Squeeze The Fun Out Of It"

CAPRI SUN

Watching Saturday Morning Cartoons in your PJ's still wrapped up in your TMNT, Power Rangers, Barbie, Fairy Princess comforter.

The original Power Rangers

Or what about:

Hey Arnold.

Rugrats.

The Secret World of Alex Mac.

Ren %26amp; Stimpy.

Double Dare.

Rocco's Modern Life.

AAAHH!! REAL MONSTERS.

Wild %26amp; Crazy Kids.

Clarissa Explains it All.

CAMP NOWHERE

Salute Your Shorts(CAMP ANAWANA)

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

The original cast members of All That.

Kenan %26amp; Kel.

"CITY GUYS"...ROLLW/ THE CITY GUYS

Doug.

Magic School Bus.

Nick Arcade.

Flash Forward.

The Adventures of Pete and Pete.

Legends of the Hidden Temple

Hey Dude.

Dinosaurs.

Alladin.

Mummies Alive

Pinky and the Brain

Sailor Moon.

Blossom.

Hangin with Mr. Cooper.

Martin

Beavis %26amp; Butt-Head

Wishbone.

Bill Nye the Science Guy

MR RODGERS!!!!

Who could forget Snick? %26amp; Nick @ Nite with Bewitched, I Dream of Jenie, The Facts of Life, I Love Lucy and TGIF.

Where everyone wanted to be in love after watching The Wonder Years.

or Nick Jr. with Face

Gulah Gulah Island

Little Bear

Busy Town

Under the Umbrella Tree

PEE-WEE!!!

The Big Comfy Couch

Kool-Aid was the drink of choice.

Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school.

Class field trips.

When Christmas was the most exciting time of year.

When $5 seemed like a million, %26amp; another dollar a miracle.

When you begged to go to McDonalds for dinner everyday.

When Toys R Us overuled the mall.

Go back to the time when:

Decisions were made by going 'eeny-meeny-miney-moe'.

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming 'do over!'

'Race issue' ment arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was banker in 'Monopoly.'

It wasn't odd to have two or three 'best' friends.

Being old referred to anyone over 20.

A chance to skate as a couple at the local roller rink was like winning the lottery.

Scrapes %26amp; bruises were kissed %26amp; made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enought to ride the 'big people' rides at the fair.

When playing Nintendo was the hardest thing ever.

When Ninja Turtles ruled the world.

Another Baby Sitter Club and Little Sister (Karen) book came out and you put your name on hold for it at the library.

When Aladdin was new, before the trilogy was complete.

Sockem Boppers

Before we realized all this would eventually disappear

Who would have thought you'd miss the 90's so much!!!!!

You were a kid of the 90's if???????? Enjoy!?
Innnnn west Philadelphia born and raised on thre playground is where i spent most of my days...... lol
Reply:That's not what sockem boppers were. Your brother was thinking of rockem sockem robots.

These are sockem boppers: http://www.toysit.com/sockem-b... Report It

Reply:oh my gosh that just made my day!

But you forgot about the old Disney classic movies (like Beauty and the Beast and Cinderella) and the craze that was pokemon! Still awesomely kick *** list there =D Report It

Reply:Starred....Again! Report It

Reply:I miss the 90's. I remember most of those stuff listed. I always wanted a Lisa Frank binder, but they were a bit expensive, and I loved Doug, Kenan and Kel, Blossom, and all that. Report It

Reply:don't forget when--

we used to collect as many ofthe ties for our Jansport backpacks that we could possibly fins room to tie on..

or collecting the pull-off tabs from the cans of soda... Report It

Reply:Best. List. EVER! Report It

Reply:Thanks For The Memories!

Greatest Time! Report It

Reply:Woah!!

Thanx love....think I'm gonna cry :(
Reply:I was a child/teen in the 80's, but I was 17 in 1990 if that counts LOL! I love the 90's too, but you gotta remember a lot of the 80's fads spilled over to the 90's like snap bracelets and Cabbage Patch Kids came out in 1983!. And if you look at the fashion of the early 90's, you will see it is just like the 80's.
Reply:OMG I LOVED Oregon Trail!

I had several slap braclets!

Wow... you really took it back for me.

Remember if you were cool you had a pager, the same way people have cell phones now!
Reply:Yeah, I always thought the 90's was the best. Things seem to be going downhill now but I think that's just part of growing older. I believe the people who grew up in the 80's think those times were good.
Reply:I didn't grow up in the 90's, but my dear daugher was born in 85, and your list brought back so many memory's......I am the one that bought the trapper keeper, and I am the one who watched my daughter do miss marry mack.....etc. this was a big part of my life too.........I found your question because Lou starred it.........and I starred it too........great question....give us another one......
Reply:This was so cute! Thank you. I do still have a hard time not ending my sentences with "not"! You made my day!
Reply:AWWW! YOU MAKE ME MISS THOSE TIMES.(YOU FORGOT CABBAGE PATCH KIDS TOO!)NICE TO KNOW SOMEONE ELSE FEELS THAT WAY.:):):)
Reply:was sooooo excited for Oregon trail day! also lemmings... thanks for the flash back! - star for you-hoo
Reply:omg that made my day...i have read something like that before but this one had a lot more! Brings back old memories!

=D
Reply:haha the Macarena..brings back such memories.

I actually had saved by the bell posters too. lol

star for u for the memories :)
Reply:Thank you so much for posting this! It's too true! =)
Reply:Ah memories....

"When playing Nintendo was the hardest thing ever."

Too true, video games today are way to easy!
Reply:I gave you a star! The first star!
Reply:good times..only like 3 things i didnt know what u were talkin bout
Reply:I MISS THE 90S!
Reply:Oh YES, I REMEMBER THE 90's and miss much if it!! So much fun, not a care in the world!! I also had a sister born in 90 when I was 11 and a brother born in 93 when I was 14....But I still remember all of the great programs, games and play that blasted mario brothers...never quit made it to the end!! Remember the Game Geni for Nintendo?
Reply:Mate!

Pokemon!
Reply:Yeah I remember those days. However, I can't remember some programs you have put on here like 'blossom' and 'full house'.
Reply:90's kicked a-s-s!

Remember Number Munchers?
Reply:I got the word "Woah" from Black Rob.

Hip hop baby!!!! lol
Reply:We didn't know how good we had it did we? To go back to 92 for a just a little while...*sigh*
Reply:the 90's werew awesome like, i'm so gonna start saying psyche again
Reply:Ohhh! :'( I miisss itt!!!
Reply:OMG that made me sooo happy!!
Reply:Yes the 90's were the best.
Reply:OMG, it's like a time warp!!

lol!!!

hey, what about "Bop" magazine? (%26amp; the like)
Reply:I remember all that except...what are sockem boppers?

accessories belts

90's kids...?

2009-08-03T02:15:00.000-07:00

You're a 90's kid if:

You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"

You can sing the rap to "The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air"

You remember when Kurt Cobain, Tu Pac, River Phoenix, and Selena died.

You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey from "Blossom" and that "How Rude!" comes from Stephanie from "Full House"

You remember when it was actually worth getting up early

on a Saturday to watch cartoons.

You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.

You remember reading "Goosebumps"

You know the profound meaning of "Wax on, wax off"

You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.

You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.

You danced to "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls, Females: had a new motto, Males: got a whole lot gay-er. (so tell me what you want, what you really really want.)

You remember the craze, then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.

You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence...Not...

Where in the world is Carmen San Diego? was both a game and a TV game show.

Captain Planet.

You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green Ranger were meant to be together.

When playing power rangers with friends you fought over who got to be who............and still all ended up being Tommy.

You remember when super nintendo's became popular.

You remember watching home alone 1, 2 , and 3........and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"

"I've fallen and I can't get up"

You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates

Two words... Trapper Keeper.

You never got injured on a Slip 'n' Slide

You wore socks over leggings scrunched down

"Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black, with silver buttons, buttons, buttons, all down her back, back, back" SHE ASKED HER MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER FOR FIFTY CENTS CENTS CENTS TO SEE THE ELEPHANTS PHANTS PHANTS JUMP OVER THE FENCE THE FENCE THE FENCE

he jumped so high high high he touched the sky sky sky and he didnt come back back back til the forth of july ly ly he jumped so low ow ow he stubbed his toe toe toe and thats the end end end of the elephants show show show

You remember boom boxes vs. cd players

You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool

You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell"

You played and/or collected "Pogs"

You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet or Nano and brought it everywhere

You watched the original Care Bears, My Little Pony, and Ninja Turtles

NANCY DREW AND THE HARDY BOYS WERE THE BEST MYSTERY BOOKS

Yikes pencils and erasers were the stuff!

All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.(pencils.notebooks.b

inders.etc.)

You remember when the new Beanie Babies were always sold out.

You used to wear those stick on earings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.

You remember a time before the WB.

You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"

You know the Macarena by heart.

"Talk to the hand" ... enough said

You thought Brain woud finally take over the world

You always said, "Then why don't you marry it!"

You remember when everyone went slinky crazy.

You remember when razor scooters were cool.

When we were younger:

Before the MySpace frenzy...

Before the Internet %26amp; text messaging...

Before Sidekicks %26amp; iPods...

Before MIKE JONES...

Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX...

...Back when you put off the 5 hours of homework you had every night.

When light up sneakers were cool.

When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.

When gas was $0.95 a gallon %26amp; Caller ID was a new thing.

When we recorded stuff on VCRs %26amp; paid $3.50 for a movie.

When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our walkmans.

When 2Pac and Biggie where alive.

When the Chicago Bulls were the best team ever.

Way back.

Tag.

Get Over Here!!!! means something to you.

Hide-n-Go Seek at dusk.

Red Light, Green Light.

Heads Up 7 Up.

Playing Kickball %26amp; Dodgeball until your porch light came on.

Hopskotch.

Slip-n-Slides.

Tree Houses.

Hula Hoops.

HELLO....HOT WHEELS!!!!!

"POWER OF LOVE" BY CELINE DION..ONLY COUPLES COULD SKATE TO THIS.

The annoying Giga Pets %26amp; Furbies.

Running through the sprinklers.

That "Little Mermaid"

Crying when Mufasa died in the Lion King.

Happy Meals where you chose a Barbie or a Hot Wheels car.

Getting the privelage to sit in the front seat of the car.

Drinking Sqeeze It "Squeeze The Fun Out Of It"

CAPRI SUN

Watching Saturday Morning Cartoons in your PJ's still wrapped up in your TMNT, Power Rangers, Barbie, Fairy Princess comforter.

The original Power Rangers

Or what about:

Hey Arnold.

Rugrats.

The Secret World of Alex Mac.

Ren %26amp; Stimpy.

Double Dare.

Rocco's Modern Life.

AAAHH!! REAL MONSTERS.

Wild %26amp; Crazy Kids.

Clarissa Explains it All.

CAMP NOWHERE

Salute Your Shorts(CAMP ANAWANA)

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

The original cast members of All That.

Kenan %26amp; Kel.

"CITY GUYS"...ROLLW/ THE CITY GUYS

Doug.

Magic School Bus.

Nick Arcade.

Flash Forward.

The Adventures of Pete and Pete.

Legends of the Hidden Temple

Hey Dude.

Dinosaurs.

Alladin.

Mummies Alive

Pinky and the Brain

Sailor Moon.

Blossom.

Hangin with Mr. Cooper.

Martin

Beavis %26amp; Butt-Head

Wishbone.

Bill Nye the Science Guy

MR RODGERS!!!!

Who could forget Snick? %26amp; Nick @ Nite with Bewitched, I Dream of Jenie, The Facts of Life %26amp; I Love Lucy.

Where everyone wanted to be in love after watching The Wonder Years.

or Nick Jr. with Face

Gulah Gulah Island

Little Bear

Busy Town

Under the Umbrella Tree

PEE-WEE!!!

The Big Comfy Couch

Kool-Aid was the drink of choice.

Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school.

Class field trips.

When Christmas was the most exciting time of year.

When $5 seemed like a million, %26amp; another dollar a miracle.

When you begged to go to McDonalds for dinner everyday.

When Toys R Us overuled the mall.

Go back to the time when:

Decisions were made by going 'eeny-meeny-miney-moe'.

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming 'do over!'

'Race issue' ment arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was banker in 'Monopoly.'

It wasn't odd to have two or three 'best' friends.

Being old referred to anyone over 20.

A chance to skate as a couple at the local roller rink was like winning the lottery.

Scrapes %26amp; bruises were kissed %26amp; made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enought to ride the 'big people' rides at the fair.

When playing Nintendo was the hardest thing ever.

When Ninja Turtles ruled the world.

Another Baby Sitter Club and Little Sister (Karen) book came out and you put your name on hold for it at the library.

When Aladdin was new, before the trilogy was complete.

Before we realized all this would eventually disappear

Who would have thought you'd miss the 90's so much!!!!!

90's kids...?
Wow I LOVE the 90's
Reply:Thanks to my kids, all this is familiar to me too! Wow, what a blast from the past!

Have a star.
Reply:wow, that was a lot of reading but i do remember some fo those
Reply:Yes and that was a great flashback.
Reply:thanks for the flashback.................
Reply:yes

can you please write less next time?

health

My knee has been hurting for a long time , im only 14?

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hi, im 14 in 9nth grade, at the beginning of the year and in the summer till winter break i was on the cross country team running 36-40 miles a week, for about 5 months, after that and a couple of really hard races, my knee pain came and is still here, so it has been here for about 5 months, when it started hurting i went to my doctor and he said that im doing too much, so i did no running or p.e.at all for three months with a knee brace, and now for two months its still here and im sick of the knee brace because it did not change anything, so are my running days over?my feet used to hurt when this all started and i got like three new pairs of running shoes, please help, are my running days over i have asked this question a whole lot of times and still the pain is here

My knee has been hurting for a long time , im only 14?
maybe u should go 2 the doctor because your knee bone can be out of it's place
Reply:I think i had the same thing as you were describing. I had something called 'Severs Disesase'. I used to do similiar amount of running as you did. I got it diagnosed by my physiotherapist. Maybe you should go to one to confirm it.

Sever's disease, or calcaneal apophysitis, is the most frequent cause of heel pain in children between the ages of 9 and 15 and is due to an inflammation of growing plates, of the calcaneus in the back of the foot, due to the rapid growth of bone when compared to the calceneal tendon (otherwise known as the Achilles tendon).

Although is says just the heel, i had it in my knees as well. hwat i found helped as well was putting a heel cusion in my show on the leg it was hurting, which helped just raise my heel that slight bit and it hurt less/stopped hurting.
Reply:Listen to joiks. Otherwise you will end up like me with premature arthritis, and you will be eating NSAIDs like candy.
Reply:i had the same problem, you probably have a condition called runners knee. Its nothing bad, when i had it the doctor said just to work out my quads. But still check with ur doctor 2 make sure

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How 2 annoypeople at the store .........very long?

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how 2 annoypeople at the store

"Accidentally" get stuck in one of the frozen food doors. Give people strange looks and see if anyone helps you out. Add really funny things to other peoples’ carts and watch them pay for it and see if they notice. Around Christmas time, start caroling. Ask for money from the listeners. As the cashier runs your purchases over the scanner, look mesmerized and say, "Wow. Magic!" Ask if you can buy a shopping cart. Ask other customers if they have any Grey Poupon. Ask Someone if they know were they sell little babies! Attempt to fit into very large gym bags. Bring a friend and get in a shopping cart. Have them push you around while you yell "ye-haw!" Buy chrome hubcaps and put them on in the parking lot Challenge other customers to duels with tubes of gift wrap. Constantly wink at a person you don't know. Follow them around and blow kisses to them. Dart around suspiciously while humming the theme from "Mission: Impossible." Do all of these above without getting thrown out! Contributed Drag a lounge chair on display over to the magazines and relax. If the store has a food court, buy a soft drink; explain that you don't get out much, and ask if they can put a little umbrella in it. Drape a blanket around your shoulders and run around saying, "...I'm Batman. Come, Robin--to the Batcave!" Dress as a Jedi and randomly tell other shoppers in you're best Yoda voice,"May the force be with you". Everytime you walk out the door (or try waiting by the door for others to walk out), make a dinging noise then say mechanically "We're sorry. You have activated the Wal Mart inventory control service. Please step back and a Wal Mart associate will help you. Thank you." Fill your shopping cart with matchbooks and gasoline and walk around smiling at people. Find a parent with her kid in the shopping cart. Point at the kid and ask the parent, "What aisle are they selling these on?" Follow people through the aisles, always staying about five feet away. Continue to do this until they leave the department. Gather a bunch of bouncy balls and bounce them into neighboring aisles. Get 20 people together and play hide-n-go-seek. Get a dish towel and bucket and sit on the floor singing "It's a hard knock life for us!" Get a friend, put on as many articles of clothing you can find and start sumo wrestling (use diapers if possible) . Get a group of friends together and take lawn chairs from the display then rewind the movie playing on the display TV in electronics, sit down and watch the entire thing. Get one of those fake dogs that barks/sings, place it on the ground in front of a group of people and press the button to make it sing/bark. Then proceed to bark and growl like you are going to attack it Go into the dressing room and yell real loud... “Hey, we’re out of toilet paper in here!” Go to the express lane and get an item, and say "wait, I forgot something, and keep doing that until you have like 50, check out, then say "thanks, I forgot how much this costs," and walk away. Go to the video game section and play one of the games for a minute the throw down the controller and start to bang on the display case when an attendant asks u what u are doing tell him your trying to change the game. Go up to a guy and start crying saying I finally found you mommy! And see what he does! Go up to someone and start taking items from their basket and put them into yours. Go up to the clerk and say code Red! and see what they do! (I know it will work I did it.) Grab handfulls of super bounce balls and go wild. have a couple of friends go with you and dress up as power rangers. Battle the invisible enemy and tell shoppers to stand back. Hide in the clothing racks and when people browse through, say things like “Pick me! Pick me!!” hide in the toy section, when someone comes close jump out at them throw a ball and yell "Pikachu I choose you!" Hold indoor shopping cart races. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna" look with various funnels. Joust with the electronic assist carts and wrapping paper (they usually won't throw you out) Leave Cheerios in Lawn and Garden, pillows in the pet food aisle, etc. Leave cryptic messages on the typewriters. Look right into the security camera, and use it as a mirror while you pick your nose. Make a trail of orange juice on the floor, leading to the rest rooms. Make farting noises as you walk by someone. Make the entire auto department smell by sampling all the spray air fresheners. Make up nonsense products and ask newly hired employees if there are any in stock, i.e., "Do you have any Shnerples here?" Move "Caution: Wet Floor" signs to carpeted areas. Nonchalantly "test" the brushes and combs in Cosmetics. Page yourself and then after the employee says your name, say...“Oh that's me, I've got to go. Thank you.” Pay off layaways fifty cents at a time. Play "Marco Polo." Play blind chicken with 12 friends putting a blind fold on one and them having that person trying to find you . Play soccer with a group of friends, using the entire store as your playing field. Play with the automatic doors. Play with the calculators so that they all spell "hello" upside down. Pour bubble bath into the fountains in the garden section. Put M%26amp;M's on layaway. Put random items in the shopping carts of others while they aren't looking. Randomly throw things over into neighboring aisles. "Re-alphabetize" the CD's in Electronics. Re-dress the mannequins as you see fit. Relax in the patio furniture until you get kicked out. Repeat whatever the store clerk tells you. Ride a display bicycle through the store; claim you're taking it for a "test drive." Ride those little electronic cars at the front of the store. roll cans of soup down the aisles. run around the store yelling I'm a princess while holding a toy wand. Run around yelling for your pet ferret "Stinky". check out all the funny looks you get! Run up to a complete stranger and say "You're it!" Run up to a new employee in the pet aisle and point to an invisible cash register and say "Hey you! That cash register over there, well um, I think it's magic! It made my little sister (or brother if you have one) disappear!" Wait and see what they say and the expression on their face. Sample all the fragrances in the perfume department. Say things like, "Would you be so kind as to direct me to your Twinkies?" Set all the alarm clocks to go off at ten minute intervals throughout the day. Set up a "Valet Parking" sign in front of the store. Set up a battle of laser tag . Set up a tent in the camping department; tell others you'll only invite them in if they bring pillows from Bed and Bath. set up like ten pineapples in the shape of bowling pins and start bowling with a coconut. Shoot the bungee tops at customers. Start Humming the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Theme song. Whenever someone looks at an item near you scream "TUTLE POWER" and run away as fast as you can. Strategically scatter those novelty dog poops throughout the store and wait for some to announce "cleanup on aisle ..." then yell "BAD FLUFFY!" Switch the men’s and women’s signs on the doors of the restroom. Take a snickers bar, go in the bathroom and smoosh the snickers bar in your hand and reach over to the next stall and say "uh do you have some toilet paper over there?" Take all of the free AOL cd's on the end of the check out counter Contributed by Keith Take bets on the battle described above. Take shopping carts for the express purpose of filling them and stranding them at strategic locations. Take up an entire aisle in Toys by setting up a full scale battlefield with G.I. Joes vs. the X-Men. Test the fishing rods and see what you can "catch" from the other aisles. Throw as many shoes as possible onto the floor in as little time as you can. TP as much of the store as possible. Try to fly on a broom. If anyone asks what you are doing tell them in a very annoyed voice, "the brooms don't work!" Tune all the radios to a polka station; then turn them all off and turn the volumes to "10". Unload then entire bin of giant bouncy balls, get in the bin, have a friend put all the balls back on top of you. When someone walks by jump outta the balls causing them to fly everywhere. Walk about 10 centimeters in front of a moving shopping cart and yell "Its gonna get me!" walk around in rubber boots , a rain coat, and an umbrella on bright sunny day! Walk through the store pushing a cart that is upside-down. Walk up and down yelling mommy , mommy then keep saying out loud have you seen my mommy I'm lost and I cant find her. Walk up to a person and say I'm the FBI and I heard that you have been shopelifting and we need to check you. Walk up to an employee and ask where the laxatives are, changing your voice as if you really need it. Walk up to an employee and tell him in an official tone, "I think we've got a Code 3 in Housewares," and see what happens. Walk up to complete strangers and say, "Hi! I haven't seen you in so long!..." etc. See if they play along to avoid embarrassment. Walk up to the automatic doors and walk back and forth through them and each time u go though look up at the sensor and yell "how does it work or ITS MAGIC!" When a woman with children walks near you in the toy aisle, throw yourself on the floor, screaming "mommy, I want that toy" When an announcement comes over the loudspeaker, assume the fetal position and scream, "No, no! It's those voices again!" When someone asks if you need help, begin to cry and ask, "Why won't you people just leave me alone?" when someone steps away from their cart to look at something quickly make off with it without saying a word. When someone steps away from their cart to look at something, quickly make off with it without saying a word. when the speaker/pager deal comes on start mimicking them. When there are people behind you, walk REALLY SLOW, especially thin narrow aisles. When two or three people are walking ahead of you, run between them, yelling, "Red Rover!" While handling guns in the hunting department, suddenly ask the clerk if he knows where the anti-depressants are. Act as spastic as possible. While playing a video game in the Electronics, skip side-by-side, wiggle your butt, and hum to the music. Contributed by MOOSE!!!! While walking alone pretend you are have a serious conversation with someone. While walking through the clothing department, ask yourself loud enough for all to hear, "Who BUYS this crud, anyway?" jump out at people while hiding in a clothes wrack

How 2 annoypeople at the store .........very long?
lol from the ones i picked out it's funny. there's a similar one for ringing up pizza places which i saw a while ago that had me rolling on the floor. Ignore the comments about the length, if you get bored enough you'll read through anything :D
Reply:i saw some of thoes on www.getannoyed.com but they r all very funny. rotflmao Report It

Reply:ha ha
Reply:HAHAHAHA I WILL TRY AS MUCH AS I CAN
Reply:Wal*Mart Joke's?

%26gt; 15 things a man can do at Wal-Mart -- while his wife is taking her damned sweet time:

%26gt;01. Get 24 boxes of condoms %26amp; randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.

%26gt;02. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5 minute intervals.

%26gt;03. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest-rooms.

%26gt;04. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone: 'Code 3 in Housewares' . . . and see what happens.

%26gt;05. Go to the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M%26amp;M's on lay-away.

%26gt;06. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.

%26gt;07. Set-up a tent in the Camping Department -- and tell other shoppers you're sleeping over; invite them in if they bring pillows from the Bedding Department.

%26gt;08. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask: "Why can't you people just leave me alone?"

%26gt;09. Look right into the security camera, use it as a mirror and pick your nose.

%26gt;10. While handling guns in the Hunting Department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti-depressants are.

%26gt;11. Dart around the store suspiciously, while loudly humming the theme from "Mission Impossible."

%26gt;12. In the Auto Department, practice your "Madonna look" using different sized funnels.

%26gt;13. Hide in a clothing rack . . . and when people browse through, say: "PICK ME!!! PICK ME!!!"

%26gt;14. When an announcement comes over the loudspeaker, assume the fetal position and scream "NO!...It's those voices again!!!"

%26gt;And last but not least:

%26gt;15. Go into a fitting room, shut the door and wait a while . . . then yell loudly: "There's no toilet paper in here!"
Reply:Not too long a 'question' for me! In fact, I read it twice - and STILL lmao when I got to Hard Knock Life!

I wish I could give YOU 10 points!

The most I can do is give you a big thumbs up... which I am just about to do.

Keep fighting the mad fight... and telling US about it!
Reply:Very good, but you missed out "trolley surfing races". Get friends/family to stand in a line, then say Ready, Steady, Go and on go you have to push yourself on the trolley and see how far you go in one push. The one who goes the farthest wins.
Reply:It is way too long. Jokes are supposed to be short and witty. They should cut right to the chase. This is one is SOOOO LOOOOONG. And the punch line is very bad.

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Can some one Help and perdict may be about?

2009-08-03T02:14:00.001-07:00

BALLAD OF BIRMINGHAM

"Mother dear, may I go downtown

instead of out to play,

and march the streets of Birmingham

in a Freedom March today?"

"No, baby, no, you may not go,

for the dogs are fierce and wild,

and clubs and hoses, guns and jails

ain't good for a little child."

"But, mother, I won't be alone.

Other children will go with me,

and march the streets of Birmingham

to make our country free."

"No, baby, no, you may not go,

for I fear those guns will fire.

But you may go to church instead

and sing in the children's choir."

She has combed and brushed her nightdark hair,

and bathed rose petal sweet,

and drawn white gloves on her small brown hands,

and white shoes on her feet.

The mother smiled to know her child

was in the sacred place,

but that smile was the last smile

to come upon her face.

For when she heard the explosion,

her eyes grew wet and wild.

She raced through the streets of Birmingham

calling for her child.

She clawed through bits of glass and brick,

then lifted out

Can some one Help and perdict may be about?
The poem is about the civil rights movement in Birmingham, Alabama during the Birmingham bus strike, 1960's. Poem is a dialog between mother and child. Child wants to participate in civil rights riots while Mom is concerned about child's safety. Actually modeled after actual events concluding with the bombing of 16th street Baptist Church in April 1963. Here is an article:

http://www.pbs.org/newshour/media/clario...

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I'm bad at tell which syllables are unstressed and stressed. Can anyone help me with Dudley Randall's "Ballad

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of Birmingham"?

"Mother dear, may I go downtown

Instead of out to play,

And march the streeets of Birmingham

In a freedom March today?"

"No, baby, no, you may not go,

For the dogs are fierce and wild,

And clubs and hoses, guns and jail

Aren't good for a little child."

"But, mother, I won't be alone.

Other children will go with me,

And march the streets of Birmingham

To make our country free."

"No, baby, no, you may not go,

For i frea those guns will fire.

But you may go to church instead

And sing in the children's choir."

She has combed and brushed her night-dark hair,

And bathed rose petal sweet,

And drawn white gloves on her small brown hands,

And white shoes on her feet.

The mother smiled to know her child

Was in the sacred place,

But that smile was the last smile

To come upon her face.

For when she heard the explosion,

Her eyes grew wet and wild.

She raced through the streets of Birmingham

Calling for her child.

She clawed through bits of glass and bric

I'm bad at tell which syllables are unstressed and stressed. Can anyone help me with Dudley Randall's "Ballad
isn't it longer?
Reply:If you have problems with finding the stressed syllables, try saying the word with the stress somewhere else, and see if it sounds right. So for example, try saying BIRmingham, then birMINGham, then birmingHAM and see which shounds right.

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Ok does this make me a bad person??

2009-08-03T02:13:00.003-07:00

Okay well i judge a lot, not really races but morea long the lined of looks! i judge myself too though! but like this guy likes me nad he is realy sweet, he has a nice car but his clothes just arent my style i mean he doesnt own enough abecrombie hollister type stuff! clothes is everything to me i judge people on there clothes and there weight! i jusdge myself on my weight as well im reaching for a goal of 100 (( i am 15 feamle 5'6)) and until im comfortable in my shoes i cant get close w anyother guys! i havent had a bf in 2 years because of this ! i have teakin pills to help w my weight and binged and purged!! does all of this make me a bad person! sorry i got a little of topic! and this isnt for attention i promise!

Ok does this make me a bad person??
Yes, it makes you look like a shallow person and to me I have never met a good shallow person. You probably could have had a great boyfriend or boyfriends in those two years, but since you judged guys on their clothes you never met any of those great guys. Also I think you need to stop with the weight-loss because I think your normal weight would be like 20 more pounds or something like that. See I am 5'0'' and my normal body weight would be 100, so if you are six inches taller then yeah you have a weight problem.
Reply:I judge people on their grammar and yours stinks. See, it's not nice of me to judge you for your grammar, so stop judging him for his clothes. That's very shallow.
Reply:You are too caught up in appearances, both your own and others. Have you seen a counselor? Purging is very dangerous to your health. Look at it this way, these bodies we're in are just sacks of flesh that are going to decay. We're all going to get old and die - the body is just a temporary vehicle. Do you love your mother or grandmother even though she's older and maybe wears old clothes? Well, that's real love - loving someone (including yourself) for who they are, not what they look like. Try to see a counselor and get some advice to help you move on. Good luck.
Reply:First of all, if you are 5'6" and going for 100 lb. weight goal you are anorexic or borderline anorexic, especially if you have binged and purged. If you weigh 100 lbs those clothes you like so much aren't going to fit you right. They are going to hang off you. You won't have any breasts, hips or butt to fill out those clothes. As far as the guy's clothes- maybe abercrombie isn't his style- it's yours. You could miss out on a really great guy because he doesn't wear the same clothing line that you do. You need to quit being so judgmental and look at the person, not the outfit. and get yourself some help for your eating disorder. You do not have a healthy self image.
Reply:no it doesn't make you a bad person.

just give the guy a chance.

my bf doesn't wear that stuff,

and shopping is my fave hobbie.

i just love him for him,

not his clothes.

please answer my question:

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;...
Reply:you aren't a bad person but you are shallow and could have an eating disorder, and until you take care of yourself you won't have a relationship work out.
Reply:get help with the eating thing...for the judging try not to concentrate on wat clothes he is wearing try replacing the bad with the good like say for me i dont like short guys, so my boyfriend is short at the moment and i just concentrate on his face cause he is really cute, just replace this guys clothes with him being nice....or with something else his hair, highth, personality, ect. you can replace anything and eventually u dont even remember what his default was

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Whose plus size and enjoying loving life?

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Being the standard of beauty is alot to handle having men lust after me everyday is something to enjoy. Being flirted by every guy I pass by its so crazy I even have men mostly from other races wanting badly being my size is great no thin person can go anywhere like me and get the looks I get such a pity.

So who is living in my shoes and loving it??

Whose plus size and enjoying loving life?
I'm with ya'..having a ball being big!

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18 and under these days?

2009-08-03T02:13:00.001-07:00

Before the MySpace frenzy. Before the Internet %26amp; text messaging. Before Sidekicks %26amp; iPods. Before MIKE JONESSS Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX. Before the 5 hours of homework you put off every night. WHEN LIGHT UP SNEAKERS WERE KOOL When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs. When gas was $0.95 a gallon %26amp; Caller ID was a new thing. When we recorded stuff on VCRs %26amp; paid $3.50 for a movie. When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our walkmans. When 2Pac and Biggie where alive. When the Chicago Bulls were the best team ever. Way back. Tag. Get Over Here!!!! means something to you. Hide-n-Go Seek at dusk. Red Light, Green Light. Heads Up 7 Up. Playing Kickball %26amp; Dodgeball until your porch light came on. Hopskotch. Slip-n-Slides. Tree Houses. Hula Hoops. Reading R.L. Stine's Goose Bumps. The annoying Nano Pets %26amp; Furbies. Running through the sprinklers. Crying when Mufasa died in the Lion King. Happy Meals where you chose a Barbie or a Hot Wheels car. Getting the privelage to sit in the front seat of the car. Drinking Sqeeze It "Squeeze The Fun Out Of It" Wait. Watching Saturday Morning Cartoons in your PJ's still wrapped up in your Garfield comforter. Hey Arnold, Doug, Rugrats. The original Power Rangers Or what about: The Secret Life of Alex Mac. Ren %26amp; Stimpy. Double Dare. Rocko's Modern Life. AAAHH!! REAL MONSTERS. Wild %26amp; Crazy Kids. Clarissa Explains it All. salute your shorts(CAMP ANAWANA) Are You Afraid of the Dark? The original cast members of all that. Kenan %26amp; Kel. doug. magic school bus. flash forward. pete and pete. legends of the hidden temple. hey dude. dinosaurs. pinky and the brain. blossom. hangin with mr.copper. wishbone. bill-nye the science guy. kablamm. Who could forget Snick? %26amp; Nick @ Nite with Bewitched, I Dream of Jenie, The Facts of Life %26amp; I Love Lucy. Where everyone wanted to be in love after watching The Wonder Years. or nick jr. with face gulah gulah island little bear under the unbrella tree the busy world of richard scary the adventures of winnie the pooh Kool-Aid was the drink of choice. Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school. Class field trips. POGS When Christmas was the most exciting time of year. When $5 seemed like a million, %26amp; another dollar a miracle. When you begged to go to McDonalds for dinner everyday. When Toys R Us overuled the mall. Go back to the time when Decisions were made by going 'eeny-meeny-miney-moe'. Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming 'do over!' 'Race issue' ment arguing about who ran the fastest. Money issues were handled by whoever was banker in 'Monopoly'. It wasn't odd to have two or three 'best' friends. Being old referred to anyone over 20. A chance to skate as a couple at the local roller rink was like winning the lottery. Scrapes %26amp; bruises were kissed %26amp; made better. It was a big deal to finally be tall enought to ride the 'big people' rides at the fair. When playing Nintendo was the hardest thing ever. When Ninja Turtles ruled the world. When Lisa Frank was the raddest thing ever. When a candy bar at the grocery store was the highlight of your day. When coupons collected all year could get you a prize in your class auction. When the only thing you cried over was your mom being late to pick you up. When stress was addition and subtraction. When friendships were as complicated as who's house to sleep over and who's to TP When shaving cream was just meant for play. When a first kiss only lead to cooties. When valentines day meant cards for all. When birthdays were a class event. When a friend moving away was the saddest day of your life. (Yeah, that's still no good)...... who would have thought youd miss the 90's so much

18 and under these days?
omg. kenan and kel.......orangeade! love it! goodness me goosebumbs - and then they did a tv one of them with the dog that had freeeeky green eyes in the opening titles. it scared me witless lol! bludy loved being a little kid!

c'mon now there is one major part missing.....SPICE GIRLS. absolutely classic nineties.

the original saved by the bell

beverly hills 91920

yeh, when the hell did saturday morning tele go downhill, it used to rock. live and kicking with jaime theakston!
Reply:wow you are so right ! i totally remember bill nie the science guy and pinkie and the brain and all the other ones, wow i really miss being a kid!!! *tear tear*
Reply:the begining of that was be4 the 90's, the rest of it my kids can relate better then me
Reply:you forgot Ralph the mouse and inspector gadget and he man and THUNDER CATS
Reply:I am only 14 but I sure do miss kenon and kel and hey arnold and thos shows but yjeu are played on a channel and some of that stuff is still around u no
Reply:how long did it take you to write this?
Reply:omg i feel you. im 13. i always wanna go outside to play. but all the kids on my block are stuck on the TV or computer. listening to i pods. NO ONE TO PLAY WITH!! i really wanna live my life out as a kid but other kids are getting in the way. they are all starting to get lazy and fat. uhgggg.
Reply:most sounds new to me.... im an old fart ohhh well 2 more points to lvl 3...

very good writing though... keep up the good work
Reply:HEY!! the chi-town bulls are STiLL KOOL and r STiLL MY FAV BASKETBALL TEAM..%26lt;-----REPRESENTiN CHiCAGO
Reply:I'm fourteen, I still watch most of the cartoons you talked about, 5$ is like a million to me, I remember pogs, I still have all of mine, and I definitely miss the original cast of All That. It's not gone. It's now just considered nerdy or pathetic. Here's to all the pathetic nerds in the usa, represent! lol
Reply:*sigh*
Reply:God just reading that it makes me miss the good old days.. haha
Reply:you got that from a myspace bulliten (:

but yup, its sooo true

the 90's were the best of my young life...hehe
Reply:the best thing about being a kid at heart is you dont have to miss the 90's you can live em!
Reply:How in the world did you write a "question" that long?! That's waaaaay past the characters limit we're given!

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Horse owners~~I have some winter time questions!!?

2009-08-03T02:13:00.000-07:00

OK, I live in North Dakota, and bought my first horse this year. The previous owners used him to pony on race tracks, they have used him to break 200+ horses, and he has a lot of experience over all.

Here's my question. Has anyone noticed a change in their horses come winter? We bought him in August, and rode him every day until things iced up here, and now I don't dare ride him until his shoes are removed. First off, I'm sure I can go without riding him until the ice melts in spring, and should still be good to go.

What I'm most concerned about is his disposition. He is sometimes very skiddish and somewhat nervous, and other times he is really bouncy and playful. How common is this?! As a new horse owner, is there any other useful info that you may be able to provide for me?

I appreciate it!

Thanks!

Horse owners~~I have some winter time questions!!?
My horse is like that...he'll be so relaxed and then he gets really nervous, etc. I think some horses are just like that because I've had him for almost 14 years and he's always been that way. Although he does tend to be more skittish in the winter due to the wind, cold, and lack of exercise. He should be fine if you don't ride him during the winter...just keep in mind that he will be out of shape and you will have to start slower so he can get back in shape once spring comes. Other advice...start a rainy day fund because horse emergencies are SO expensive!! I've had colic, fractured coffin bone, etc. and they all cost several thousand dollars to fix. Good luck w/ your new horse!!
Reply:I would only feed Hay;Plenty of Water,save the Oats untill He is Working;
Reply:If you don't see your horse over the winter then he will not be as used to you as he was when you got him. As much as everyone who hates to admit it, we all don't want to go out in the cold and see them, but we still love them and we have to for them to remember us and have them be closer to us. My horses have to be cared for every day and wheter I like it or not I have to give them love every day and spoil them more in the winter to keep them warm and healthy. The more you see your horses, the less skiddish they will be around you and they( he) will love you all year. Hope I helped!!!
Reply:Cooler weather tends to make horses jittery and skittish, a bit high strung. It is quite normal for horses to act this way.
Reply:My horses are out on pasture, and then both pastures come into their stalls for the night. We have a indoor arena and stuff so ice and stuff isnt a issue.

But what ive noticed in the pasture is some of them never move. A older horse had to be in a paddock by himself because of a injury and he fell on the ice. VERY sad thing to see.

Well what happens with mine and my boarders horses is that they dont move a inch out in the icy pasture but when they come in or i have to ride them they are like a mexican jumping bean because they couldnt run or anything outside. And of course i have to hold them back best i could because i dont want them to lose precious body heat. Also what i see alot is one day lets say is 40 degrees, and the next is 12 degrees... the horses get really excited over it because its such a huge weather change. Since it doesnt sound like you have a indoor ring, you could possibly trailer him somewhere.

IM nervous for next week because its supposed to be in the 40's. But my horses have pretty heavy coats, so even though its warm i cant ride much. =[
Reply:I think he might need to be lunged once a day. You might think he's getting enough exersize but on his own I dout he's getting as much as he's use to. You don't have to worry about riding him. Just grab a lunge line and go into a ring or in the field and lunge hime at all diferent gaints. Give him the same amount of exersize he's use to during the summer. Also try T-touch it could help. I have total faith in it. If you don't already use it here's a website on it http://www.tellingtontouch.com/

good luck!
Reply:Any horse can be skittish or nervous on windy days. would that be the problem? Are you acting different with him when he acts nervous. He will react to how you react. If he acts nervous or skittish, get him moving get his attention on what he's doing. Always act confident with him. I've noticed my horses seem friskier on cold winter days. I live in South Dakota. I don't shoe my horses. I just trim their hooves when they need it. I like riding in the winter and my horses seem to like being ridden and going someplace in the winter. Since he used to pony horses, he may not have been taught to gallup on cue. On him not staying in the barn, horses if given the choice prefer to be outside. When the weather gets too harsh for him he will go into the barn. Here's a thought. Why not get a horse for your husband and then your horse will have a buddy. Think how nice it would be for you and your husband to to ride into the sunset together.
Reply:because he has more energy because

1. you aren't riding him

2. its winter its cold and the cold seems to make the horses skiddish and full of energy

horses know if your scared so some will take advantage of that too.

build up a trust and just trust him. HANG ON!

have fun!

oh try to stay on the snow or he might slip!
Reply:All horses feel frisky in the cool air are 20 year old gelding runs and bucks with all the other horses when we turn them out over the winter every few weeks or when the suns out. And he usually just starts eating in the summer.
Reply:Congrats on buying your horse.

I am in the UK and mine are out during the day and in at night. with Christmas and it going dark so early they are not getting ridden very often so mine are being silly and spooky when they are ridden and more grumpy than usual when we do anything with them - all they want to do at the moment is eat !
Reply:Okay, you Need to ride him really soon. he can not go that long, it will make him hyper and really skiddish. Also my horse has changed a little he has a little more energy. Try hand walking around things that scare him and he will trust you pet him give treats, whatever he likes.

Also for some other info. Baker blankets are awesome for the cold. Thats what I have.

Hope this helps!!!!
Reply:It's completely normal. It's harder for them to get outside and exercise in the bad weather. And unlike people, horses store energy and not just fat. I would ride him if possible, and if not make sure he gets to go outside a lot. Most horses would prefer to be outside in the snow and ice than locked up inside.
Reply:He sounds like a cool horse, awesome experience and resume he has.

I have a 10 yr old mule that is a jerk when it gets cold.. He bucks and plays and carries on worse than a weanling. Some are just like that and more work and less hot feed does help. He also has an alfalfa meth high going on, so he has been cut back severely on that. So just some ideas for you to try.

You can also bit him up, attach lines to the saddle and just lunge him around to burn off some excess energy before you ride.

More than likely he will come around just fine in the spring, but thats some ideas if you want to ride before then.
Reply:Congrats on your new horse! It sounds like he's not getting a lot of exercise (which it sounds like he was used to), which would account for his behavior. He's probably not being turned out as much, either, because of the weather, so that isn't helping matters. He's full of energy, but he's got no place to burn it, so he's acting bouncy and skittish. If you have an indoor, you could lunge or ride him to get rid of some of his energy. (I am guessing you don't, or else you wouldn't have this problem!) You are smart not to ride him on the ice, good for you.

It mioght help break his boredom a little if you give him a stall toy (check out State Line Tack or Dover's website for these). One of my horses really liked an empty plastic jug with some gravel inside tied to a rafter above her head in her stall...she'd bop it around and entertain herself that way. Take him out of his stall a few times a day and groom him so he gets a change of scenery. He will calm down once he's getting more exercise in the warmer weather.
Reply:ride him in the snow, he'll be fine

pony horses off track are usually great rides very dependable

he may always be nervous, the longer you have him and the more you show him that the monsters are not going to eat him

he will trust you more with time
Reply:I live in South Dakota, so yes I know how the winters can be. However, I would never personally have a horse with shoes on them this time of the year.....Unless I was hauling them and they stayed stalled when not riding. I personally believe that that is a very good way to get an injury that could have been easily prevented.

Their dispostions don't change with the seasons if that is what you are asking. Mine have the same personalities and dispostions all year long..... unless there is a storm coming in. In the winter when it is like this they will be alittle more frisky, and in the summer time they are about the same. It's kinda hard to explain, but it you watch your horse right before a storm hits you know what I am trying to say.

My suggestion to you is to spend some time with him. He is still new so things are new to him. I would personally spend as much time with him as you could to form a bond. Not so much riding, just on the ground stuff. Grooming, loving on him, giving him treats. Good Luck!!
Reply:My horses change a little. They go from really play full and very good under saddle, to still playful, but because its snowy and icy, they are a little more careful. They are still good under saddle but tis a little harder to get them to set their head and come onto the bit.

Your horse may have changed because you aren't spending as much time with him as you were, because its so cold. I know i do but my horses are used to it. Just because you aren't riding him and playing with him as much, try to give him a little more attention.
Reply:Is he alone or with other horses? Anxiety is common in Thoroughbreds when not in a excersize routine. What breed is he? I had a TB mare that had "skiddish" attitude on windy days. Is he on a high protien feed? Sweet feed can cause hyperactivity in horses and considering he can't burn it off like when you bought him. Look into his diet and surroundings.
Reply:i think he will be fine they do get skiddish sometimes when it is windy though
Reply:too much stuff to read....UGH!

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Does this excerpt of part of my story sound okay?

2009-08-03T02:12:00.002-07:00

One of the boys turned his head. How did he hear me? His violet eyes scanned the darkness. I didn't breathe, nor move. The boy was ... strange. His stare seemed much older then the body he was in. He looked my age, but wiser. He started to move.

“...How stupid can someone be. Seriously—” The red-head stopped taunted Jenna and glanced at the violet-eyed boy. “...Gabe, what...?”

“Ssh....” The violet-eyed boy whispered. Moving closer and closer to my hiding spot. His movements were almost ... catlike.

Five feet away. Four feet. Three feet. Two feet. One ...

“What are you doing?” asked the third boy. “Gabe!”

“Gabe” looked back—I made my move. I slide farther behind the wall, behind an abandoned market stall. When Gab silenced his friend and turned back I was out of sight. He swore. Good day, for a little boy he new some “interesting” words. Then he walked back to the other three. I let out a deep breath, getting up, and slowly turned my head to peek back around the wall....

“I little spy, are we?” He was right there. Staring at me.

I jumped back. I don't know why, but he scared me. His icy stare matched the frozen dew drops on the dead grass of a tundra. It made you want to run far. Far away. Into that tundra. Never coming back Never looking back. Never thinking of his stare. Never, never, never....

“Excusez-moi?” I asked innocently.

“Are you a espion?” he said, following my French, calling me a 'spy'. Except for the fact his was a lot less poorly pronounced. “Hello? Are you deft? Are are you really French?”

Putting on my courage I looked him in the eye. “Leave my sister alone!”

“Your sister?” The redhead appeared behind Gabe. “Are you as stupid?”

“My sister isn't stupid. She's—” I stopped. She couldn't read, write, or think right. People might think of Jenna as “stupid”, but she wasn't! Not in my eyes at least.

“...a daftie,” redhead finished.

I grunted. Jenna was against the wall—eyes wide. I had to settle this. Fast. Before my mother noticed Jenna and me were missing. So I lifted my leg—with heeled shoes—and kicked the redhead. Right in the....

“OW!” He fell, his face scrunched up.

Aye, I kicked him hard.

But he got up. I almost thought of kicking him again, but he ran for it. The third boy stood there eyes wide. I glared at him. He let out an 'eep' and ran after redhead. Now, one left. I turned toward Gabe. He just stood there, the glare thing not working on him. So I readied myself, and raced forward him, my fist back ready to punch.

I heard Jenna gasp. Then right before my eyes ... he vanished.

Does this excerpt of part of my story sound okay?
Yes, it sounds good.

Very creative. Keep it up I think you have something here.

Happy writting
Reply:I was immediately struck by how a writer should not misspell, or use the wrong word in a sentence, (then instead of than), and the French don't say "excusez", that's part English. Ruins the whole thing.

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We have a pacer that has a problem with his front legs, we have the vet out at least once a fortnight?

2009-08-03T02:12:00.001-07:00

He has had all the injections that the vet has advised. But he still moves as though he is sore. We have had the farrier out and he recomended and placed "pads" under his shoes to absorb the impact on the track. He has had alot of problems with his feet and legs, all have been treated by a vet and a farrier. Does anyone have anyother ideas on what could be done to assist him. He loves to race and would do it on 3 legs if we did not stop him. He is the most loving horse, more a pet than a racer. Thank you for your assistance with his problem, I hope you can help him

We have a pacer that has a problem with his front legs, we have the vet out at least once a fortnight?
There is an old fashione remedy called horse linament it is a waxy substance that you place aroundthe front leg muscles and have it bound with cotton cloth to hold it in place ~~
Reply:You can use this medication 1/3 BAL and 1/3 listerine regular and 1/3 glycerine Shake well and apply as much as you need wrap the front legs in plastic wrap then put a heavy thick bandage to sweat. Do this for a week you will not blister him and check his front feet for a stone bruise Rub vaseoline in the heels If is feet are hot pack them in oatmeal that will draw the heat out. How do I know this I worked for the family business and Calumet farms and Jack Vanberg who is in Calif. Good Luck
Reply:Without knowing what's wrong with your horse's front feet and or legs, I do have a few thoughts and suggestions. First and foremost, a pacer who is chronically sore /lame in one front leg or the other will eventually go sore or lame in the hind leg on the same side ! That said, it is possible that the initial cause of his front leg/foot lameness started in the hind leg on the same side. Thus , continued treatment in front does not solve the problem because the hind leg issue was not addressed ! Have your vet go over his hind end to possibly find a possible problem causing a secondary lameness in front ! Secondly, not knowing the age of your pacer and his class, i.e. claimer, condition, open ect., if chronic front feet lameness is his problem, and ALL possible treatments have been exausted, I would discuss de-nerving his front feet with your vet. It may sound a bit cruel, but believe me it's not, and may help your horse a great deal by eliminating most of his pain in his feet and allowing him to race sounder and more successfully ! I hope i have been some help.
Reply:It is possible that the problem is not with his legs but his back or withers. Did you have these areas checked out?

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Why do people believe in any old thing unless it's in the bible?

2009-08-03T02:12:00.000-07:00

UFOs, JFK and 9/11 conspiracies, Bigfoot, Loch Ness, Bermuda Triangle, Ghosts, ESP, Lucid dreaming, Lucky rabbit's foot or shoes or shirts etc, 4 leaf clover, Dreamcatchers, wishbones, black cats, coins in fountains and wells, lottery numbers, colors, solstice and equinox, Mother Nature, numerology, multiple personality, twin empathy, Cults, people waiting on the Mother Ship to return, good luck and bad luck, fate, astrology/zodiac, voodoo, horoscopes, palm reading, tarot, runes, tea leaves, omens and coincidences, etc etc but NOT the bible?

Atheists tell us how smart we are as a race and how far we have come; in essence that we have proven there is no God(s). So why believe in ANYTHING? What IS that within us that makes people want to believe in SOMETHING, just not God and the Bible?

It's a great question and I'm sorry I don't know who said it first.

Why do people believe in any old thing unless it's in the bible?
Well, some "beliefs," like the Loch Ness Monster, are just fun.

UFOs... I am sure there is other life, and other intelligent life SOMEWHERE, though I have my doubts they are coming here...
Reply:to answer as simple as possible, there is evidence of alot of the things you mentioned. Some proof big or small that it exists. I believe in what I have experienced and nothing more.
Reply:Umm... as an atheist, I don't believe in most of those things either. But at least some of them are open to scientific method. Faith by definition is not.
Reply:It is true that most everyone has a belief of some kind. We were created with the need for God. We don't always recognize that need, but it is there, inherent in all of us, because we are God's creation.Because deep inside everyone has the desire to believe. I think it is the desire to reconcile with the Creator. It leaves a very empty spot when God is not in your life, and so people search for something to believe in to fill that yearning that they can't place. The Bible explains everything. Takes all the mystery out of it, and answers all the questions we raise, like why are we here, what is our purpose, what is the meaning of life.

It tells us how to get close to God, tells us all about who he is and how much he loves us. Then it tells us what is required of us to please God and how to worship him. That is the part that a lot of people don't want...the part where they have to do things, or not do things that we want to. People have the tendancy to turn away when things get difficult, or when they are supposed to do things that go against popular opinion.

Then there is the thought that if there is no one to answer to, you can do just as you please and never have to answer for it, or pay the consequences. That would be fooling ourselves to justify doing only as we please. We as humans are pretty good at that. But at some point we do become accountable for our decisions and our actions and choices.
Reply:Alot of what you have written as things to believe in date back to ancient times and have been handed down much like the bible. Why believe in a book that was written by many 2000 years ago?I think that all people believe in something, even if it is just in themselves and that is what makes us human.
Reply:"People" believe in "any old thing"?? Really? No. SOME people are gullible, weak or easily misled in general --- like people who join cults or Scientology...

It's called basic respect for ourselves and each other. I don't need faith in some higher being to tell me to do something or believe in something that is just apparent in and of itself. Some of us are capable of thinking for ourselves.
Reply:b/c if they believe in the God of the Bible, then they are gonna be held accountable!

its a God issue

and a pride one too
Reply:the solstice and the equinox are facts, no one can dispute that. you cannot warp the space time continuum to fit your question, sorry. the rest of those things are mostly superstitions and the bible fits in with them nicely.

its ironic that you called your own religion a superstition.
Reply:2Timothy 3 Must be fulfilled. Be glad its not you that is fulfilling it.

Believe it or not, this is G-d's will. All prophesy must be fulfilled.

Blessings, David.

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I have met a guy who is nice but..........?

2009-08-03T02:11:00.003-07:00

he is kind of boring. He has many good qualities and seems interested. Since I am not seeing anyone else seriously, I might consider him but there are some things that I don't like about him. I am having a relationship with a married man whom isn't going to leave his wife (I never asked him to though) and he is my ideal of a sexy man. He is successful, slim, attractive, sophisticated, likes the better things in life and has good manners. The guy that is persuing me has a good job and nice home and all, but he lacks sophistication (he kinda embarrased me the other day) he likes some nice things but seems to prefer barbacueing (o.k. sometimes but not as a regular date), racing, hunting, fishing, etc. I like to get dressed up and go places and I really can't say I enjoy any of the fore mentioned activities any more than he would like going shoe shopping with me. He also could stand to lose some weight. Am I being to picky. I know I could never enjoy having sex with him.

I have met a guy who is nice but..........?
Ok, you're not excited by him, so far he's clearly not "the one",but you are wondering if you shouldn't marry him anyway because he's a decent guy and maybe you're just too picky for your own good. I would say, don't do it yet. If you're not really happy to be with him, then you don't want to commit to spending the rest of your life with him. I would stay friends, keep in touch, see how things go--maybe you will get closer--and keep looking. There's nothing wrong with having a male friend, instead of a lover.
Reply:Too bad you have to compare him with the married guy. I find it is pretty much a fact, women are attracted to men that are in a relationship already. He may be mr. perfect except, he is a cheater.

I don't think you should settle for less than someone that is right for you either. This is what I learned recently...

You cannot be certain of changing anyone except for yourself, but... Why not bring these concerns (weight, sex, wilderness dating, etc...) up to your second place man and give him the chance to decide for himself if he is willing to search for a compromise. At least offer him the opportunity to meet your standards.

As far as embarrassing you. Was this something that was a direct belittling of you in public or was it sympathy embarrassment over his actions which should have embarrassed him.

Lets cut to the quick... Love can overcome nearly anything. Love can make the sex feel a lot better, love can change you into a chubby chasser or even let you enjoy cleaning fish... how does it do this? It does this by masking these things over with togetherness.

The question is, can you love him?
Reply:You are too picky,like all other women!Keep the guy and live a life.Leave married one, it is a sick relation.
Reply:You obviously don't want to see this 'nice' guy, so don't lead him on. Leave him to find a girl who does like bbqs, fishing and hunting, wherever she may be!

You also, obviously, like this other guy, who sounds amazing to be honest, but he's MARRIED!!! And also, he's a cheater! You don't want that kind of guy!

Sorry, but I think the best thing for you is to stop seeing both guys and see who else is out there and avaliable.

I promise you, you will find a single guy who has all the qualities that your married man has, but he'll only have eyes for you.

Besides, you're too good for both of those losers.
Reply:your stuck up
Reply:If there is a question in there it is rhetorical. Just keep on doing your thing with the married guy. Someone else will come along. If not you will just die like the rest of us, lonely and single.
Reply:Hun, you are never going to change him so why bother putting up with the headache, especially if u 'KNOW' that sex would be bad. This is a no brainer as u write the question and I have to wonder if u have a brain...I hope u r not blonde...Don't give the rest of us a bad rep, ok?
Reply:Okay hun you are looking at this completely from the wrong perspective. Your old guy, the married man... he may have all sorts of sophistocation and good qualities but you'll never get over the fact that HE CHEATS ON HIS WIFE. That means in your relationship with you he already starts out a liar. You like a liar and want to get involved with him, do you realize that makes him likely to cheat on you too?

Second of all there are worse things in life than being boring or unsophistocated LIKE BEING A LIAR. Be that as it may if you are genuinly not interested it doesn't matter how nice he is to you you owe it to him to tell him honestly that you're not interested. He is not going to change and you probably won't either. Just admit that it's a bad match and find a new SINGLE guy that you can enjoy.
Reply:You should be careful who you hang out with i have experience with this my boyfriend use to hurt me!
Reply:hi, like the other ppl here, i don't recommend the relationship with the married man, but i'm not going to lecture you about that lol. i understand where you're coming from with wanting to get dressed up and go out on nice dates, i do too! and i think guys should take us on nice dates at least once in awhile! i've met too many guys lately who expect me to go kayaking with them lol. they need to get guy friends to do that with them, i'm too much of a girly-girl lol. you sound the same way, so i hear ya! anyway if i were you, i'd forget both of these guys and go try the speed dating like i suggested in my last answer to you lol :) if there's one near you! good luck!
Reply:no u r not picky but u must adjust if u want him or else c sumone else...

credot

Is this good?

2009-08-03T02:11:00.002-07:00

I am only 13 yrs old and this is chapter 1 of my book.

It’s morning. The sun is peeking from the horizon. The spring air is fresh, and the grass is damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakens from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons is always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows.

He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He put on his red shirt and some blue jeans. Everyone was still asleep so he had to be quiet. He tiptoed down the hallway. He passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister.

After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He ran through all the hay and to the ladder leading up to the loft. He climbed up the silver ladder and jumped onto the loft. Hay was spread out throughout the loft. Jake crawled towards the loft window and opened it. Then he sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise.

Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time.

“Cock-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster.

This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off.

His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off.

“Hey!” Jaime whined.

“Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping.

“Fine,” she scoffed.

As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on.

“There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.”

It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan. He looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.”

“Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that.

“Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV.

His parents left for work about eight. They usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank.

There was nothing to at the house. Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games.

“Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly.

“Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry.

They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home. He could now go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day.

Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle.

The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also.

As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county.

He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside.

He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on.

“Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed.

“Young man?” she said.

He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. This man was tall. He looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle.

“Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone.

“I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row.

Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen. She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce.

Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke.

“God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air.

“Anything?” Jake whispered to himself.

Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God.

Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. Jake jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise.

“Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak.

“Yes, dad,” he said panting.

“Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father.

“I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes.

“A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised.

“Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently.

“My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.”

Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God.

“Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs.

He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand.

“Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room.

“Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table.

Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room.

Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor.

Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls.

“Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder.

“Okay,” she replied.

They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other. His mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times.

Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes.

Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated.

“So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked.

“Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out.

Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say.

“Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table.

“Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school.

Last year, his best friend moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year.

The dinner was so delicious. For dessert, they had homemade vanilla ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards.

Jake cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room.

His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them.

He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk. He got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed.

Is this good?
It's a good start. I suggest making the sentences less choppy. You could possibly blend them in together more than having a ton of small statements. But good job! :)
Reply:There's no way I'm gonna read that now; I have enough reading to do. But if I finish I'll read this. But I read a sentence and it said "the dinner was so delicious" it sounds kinda dry and robotic
Reply:WOW

That is a lot to read. Are you sure you don't want to put this in the heavy readers section?
Reply:Sounds really good! You're talented!!!
Reply:Sorry, I can't read. It's too long.
Reply:i want more!! encore encore!!!! i will give u a star but u must send me more!
Reply:My god, you sure write alot!

Its good but not really a genuine story, more like an adaptation from R.L Stein
Reply:ha they blocked the c.o.c.k in “****-o-doodle-doo!”
Reply:Honestly? For your age that is good, but you need to open the first paragraph with a bit more 'umph' - it starts without catching the reader's attention, it's too wishy-washy.

Other than that, you've done a real good job with it, plenty of descriptive writing, not overly chatty between the characters.

If this is the chapter in it's entirety, read through it again and tidy it up a little and make it flow - too many small sentences, where other punctuation would have been a better choice.

Keep it up, you have talent.
Reply:Keep at it babe, you're on to something there!
Reply:Too much to read, toots.
Reply:That's a really good start. Some of your sentences are too choppy, somebody already mentioned that though. Work on some transition sentences and you'll be in good shape.

What you also have is too much going on in a little space of time. The ideas in the first chapter could be expanded to have more content and become two.

It's really funnny. There's a Chester near where I live and there's a state prison there! Kind of ironic...

But keep writing. You are on to a good thing here.
Reply:wow a novel.......a star for that kind of effort
Reply:sounds good so far keep up the good work!

skin problems

Can you help me?

2009-08-03T02:11:00.001-07:00

What is my brand of tire?

where are my spark plugs?

what oil do I use?

where can I buy clean used underwear for cheap?

How many spokes in a wheel?

How can I get my head removed from my Butt?

Why are my handle bars shaped like this?

What's a good helmet? For water head?

Who farted?

Do you like cheese when you ride?

How do i stoppie?

Whats the best stupid question?

Why can't I buy a bike?

Whats the best intrest rate?

My 50cc bike won't stop?

Whats a brake shoe?

If my 49cc turd gets stuck what type of lacitve shoul I use?

How tall do I have to be to ride?

Can i ride my pocket bike on the road?

What type of gas do I need?

Whats a filter?

How fast is a hyabusa? X 53000

Whats faster?

Can you talk my parents into a bike for me?

Why did I have to ride the short bus?

Is bike faster than my radio flyer?

Can you fix my bike in a chat window?

Please help I was a window licker on the short bus.

Now for my racing Q. Who's faster?

darn out of letters!!!

Can you help me?
Harleyhater - You are a twisted mother!- but I kinda like that about you - thanks for the giggle, I still am!

Rc1 Honda's a crack too!

nickelmouse - at least you didn't shart!
Reply:harley's suck
Reply:1. Dunlop

2. In your engine

3. Mobile 1

4. EBay

5. Depends on the wheel

6. A proctology office

7. So you can reach them

8. A Graffix

9. I did

10. No

11. Hit the front brake and lean forward.

12. Where am I?

13. Cuz you dont have a job.

14. 0%

15. press the brake lever.

16. The piece that holds the pads.

17. Taco Bell or White Castle.

18. Over 24 inches

19. No

20. mininum of 91 octane

21. Reduces dirty paticles and cleans. i.e air or oil. Also censors adult content.

22. 225mph

23. A road runner with diarrihea.

24. Yes

25. Cuz you are a danger to yourself and others.

26. Yes

27. No

28. There is no shame in licking windows you do not need help.
Reply:I farted on the HArley
Reply:good stuff. I hope some of the dimwits get this and stop asking the bonehead questions
Reply:Guess what? Reported also.

koffice

Girls: Give the top three things that FIRST DRAW you to a guy?

2009-08-03T02:11:00.000-07:00

Nice dress, nice looks, nice body, confidence, money, adorableness, sensitivity, kindness, niceness, hair, shoes, power, assertiveness, respect, integrity, age, bad boyness, humor, nice car, nice place, nice smile, dancing ability, his friends, his family, his flirtability, other girls fawning over him, his race, religion, politics, cultural smarts, his health,

Girls: Give the top three things that FIRST DRAW you to a guy?
His eyes, his smile and his confidence.
Reply:confidence, eyes, @ss.
Reply:eyes

smile

BODY
Reply:attitude, confidence, and stature of course ........ number four would be looks
Reply:confidence, respect and age ( i mean i dont want to go out with a 73 yr old)
Reply:looks

personality

friends
Reply:Nice eyes and a nice smile always catch my eye but personality is most important if hes a total dud then the looks dont mean much
Reply:The things that FIRST draw me to him initially are:

1. Smile!

2. Sense of humor!!!

3. Eyes--you can tell SOOOOOO much by a person by looking into their eyes! :)
Reply:His interest in me, intelligence and a sense of humor.

Peace.
Reply:Hair, personality, genuine
Reply:sweet

funny + intresting

kind

good looking
Reply:1. respect

2. his family

3. kindness
Reply:hair

smile

clothes
Reply:shoes, face,hair
Reply:$$$$$, Fancy car %26amp; $$$$$!
Reply:personality,good style,and great smile(don't want a guy with bad teeth)
Reply:Good looking, intelligent, and personalitiy
Reply:his eyes, mohawk or spiky hair, and his smartness
Reply:looks, personality, kindness
Reply:the way he treat others, his mind, must be adorable,yup.

p/s and its ok if im the ONLY one who thinks he's adorable :)
Reply:nice dressing of cause

1.personality

2.kindness

3health

4.age

5.nice smile

6.niceness

7.respect

8money

9.power

10.nice car

11.nice place
Reply:1.) Physically fit body, nicely dressed

2.) Good looking, nice smile

3.) His flirtability, respect, sensousness
Reply:his confidence

how he treats others around him.....that is a plus

if he is well rounded in all aspects of life....if they are the things I like and agree with as well:)

good luck!
Reply:kindness, confidence, nice looks
Reply:Eyes, hair, muscle upper body-not big just cut
Reply:His eyes, personality and of course his smile...
Reply:Honest eyes, cute smile, love of life, lights up my world. And a cute butt doesn't hurt!
Reply:I am first attracted to a guy by his body, his confidence, and his respect level.
Reply:im going to be honest...

1. status

2. wealth

3. personality
Reply:Eyes, their smile (good teeth?) and their sense of humor.
Reply:only 3? thats tough...but ill go for it..

1) the ability to be both mature and act like a kid (at the right moments)

2) humor

3) smile

hair accessories

You Know You're a Drunkard When; (Part 1 of 3)?

2009-08-03T02:10:00.003-07:00

I spent most of my life drunk, trying to get a drink or doing time for stuff that happened when drunk. That was then; I haven't had a drink, or anything else, since 12/5/95! The drink is a metaphor for all the other stuff I did in my misspent youth, middle age, etc.!

I DON'T DRINK NO MORE

By WILLY 11/24/04 9:30 p.m. G-Harp, Key of D, Slow Shuffle

I started drinking as a child

Uncles gin and Camels was my style

I slept it off then; was too young to go wild!

I drank to get incoherent

The older I got wilder I went

I'd go to a bar with money leave without a cent!

(Spoken: And wonder who left the dents? In my car, head, etc.?)

(Chorus)

To me I'll just have one drink today

Is like sayin, I'll only stick it in half way!

When I start drinkin ain't no way to stop

Which is how I got to know a few cops!

I got tired of being on the outside of open doors

And being wounded though I never been to war

All of this and more is why I don't drink no more!

I now know that I can't take even one sip

Some say you can't teach a dog new tricks

I'll bet ya the dog never woke up with a fat lip!

(Spoken: And not able to remember who or why it's there!)

(Chorus)

To me I'll just have one drink today

Is like sayin, I'll only stick it in half way!

When I start drinkin ain't no way to stop

Which is how I got to know a few cops!

At a bar I'd tell the tender; shut up and pour

I need a drink to relax just makes me snore

I drank to get drunk; but I don't drink no more!!!...

@2004 Willy Senkiwsky

"The Blues are the roots, and the other music is the fruits." One of Willie Dixon's favorite sayings, from I Am the Blues by Willie Dixon with Don Snowden (DaCapo, 1989)

"Life is like music, it must be composed by ear, feeling and instinct, not by rule. Nevertheless one had better know the rules, for they sometimes guide in doubtful cases, though not often." --Samuel Butler (1612-80), English poet, Author'

"Simple music is the hardest music to play and blues is simple music." --Albert Collins

Willys cynical thought for the day;

Everybody keeps saying that women are smarter than men, but did you ever see

a man wearing a shirt that buttons down the freaking back?

You Know You're a Drunkard When;

If a party runs out of booze, you sock the host and drink his nosebleed.

Your wife asks you to pick up a canned ham, and you show up with a case of Hamm's in cans.

Interventions have become so frequent that you just leave the folding chairs set up in your living room.

The arresting officer tells you that you have the right to remain silent and you waive that right so you can finish singing Enter Sandman.

You know how to say "Where are my pants?" in seven languages.

You have a lot of respect for that 80-year-old guy at the end of the bar, but you know from experience that he's a dirty fighter.

You go on week-long benders just so you'll have a cool story to tell at your AA meetings.

You got in a fist fight with a wino over how long a bottle of Thunderbird should be allowed to "breathe".

You're willing to go on the wagon, so long as it's heading for a bar.

You got pissed off when you forgot whatever you were drinking to forget.

You have so much alcohol in your system that your cabbie has to be HazMat certified.

If a wino jumped off a building, you'd bravely leap forward to break the fall of his bottle.

You install shag carpet because it's easier to hang on to.

Embalming fluid would be an improvement.

Your last Breathalyzer reading was "No ******* Way."

Distilleries fight over the billboard nearest to your place of residence.

The state has installed a Breathalyzer interlock device on your shoes.

You drew up a living will that states very clearly that you do not want the booze tube removed under any circumstances.

Your friends often substitute "Good night" with "Hey, you can't sleep here."

When you donate blood they store it in oak barrels.

You openly commit crimes just to learn new pruno recipes.

Your name is police code for Public Intoxication.

You're fairly sure a letter to Dear Abby signed "Want to Leave the Bum, But Can't" was written by your liver.

Your favorite drinking game is Do a Shot Every Time You Do a Shot.

Your idea of a seven-course meal is a six-pack and a pizza.

TV beer ads have started addressing you by name.

Someone offers you palm wine and you think they're out of glassware.

You brush your teeth with bourbon. It hasn't helped cut down on cavities, but who cares?

When a panhandler asks, "Can you give me a quarter for some beer?" you reply, "Okay, but I want to taste it first."

You know heavy drinking makes you smarter because you can never remember doing anything stupid while blacked out.

You have a split personality-every time you meet someone with booze you want to split it with them.

You were so drunk at the office Xmas party that you kissed your own wife.

You've never been to Afghanistan or Pakistan, but you're a frequent visitor to Imtoodrunktostan.

You become sexually aroused by the tapping of a keg.

You know you can use Jagermeister as cough syrup. And visa versa.

Your 86s are passed down to your grandchildren.

You have a sweet tooth for alcohol-in fact, your whole mouth likes it.

You spill so much booze at home your dog slurs his barks.

Your credit history is composed entirely of bar tabs.

When you get a cold you get a bottle of whiskey, do shots, and it's gone - not the cold, the whiskey.

You're always shaking hands, even when there's no one else around.

Whenever you bend your elbow your mouth snaps open.

When your boss asks you to work overtime you demand time and a fifth.

You get held up almost every time you go home - in fact it's the only way you can get home.

You'd be happy to go on the wagon if you could find one with a bar.

Your favorite bar is four blocks away - six blocks coming back.

When you order a hound for the rouse.

The Red Cross uses your blood to sterilize their instruments.

You're half scotch, and your ancestors aren't from Scotland.

You know how to handle your liquor - with both hands.

You hate the very sight of liquor, which is why you hide it in your stomach.

You can tell what bar you're in by the bottoms of their tables.

A liter of scotch isn't enough to invite a friend over for a drink.

Your first science fair project was a still.

You know most of the people in a bar and can't remember one of their names.

Anyone who kisses you must legally wait half an hour to drive.

They have to mix your blood with tonic water before giving it to anyone.

You've filed assault charges against a coffee table.

When you're out in the street, you are literally "out" in the street.

You think of drinking beer as "sobering up,"

You can say "Whiskey, please" in 34 languages, but can't understand "Last call" in English.

Your liver takes sides against you during an intervention.

You know better than going near an open flame while you're bleeding.

Your bed looks a helluva lot like a park bench, and your bedroom looks a helluva lot like a park.

You need a blood transfusion to legally enter a dry county.

Your flask is spring-loaded.

You judge cologne by its bouquet and finish.

Your liver is in the Federal Witness Protection Program.

You enjoy cooking with wine, and sometimes you even put it in the food.

You've only been drunk once in your life, and so far it's lasted twenty-three years.

You liver has a restraining order on you.

You can tell the difference between a bottle of Jack and a bottle of Jim by the sound they make hitting the back of your head.

Alcoholism doesn't run in your family-it takes its own sweet time.

You've been cut off during communion.

You wonder why they call it Southern Comfort when they know damn well there is nothing comfortable about being handcuffed in the back of a squad car.

Growing-up means buying better booze, getting older means getting used to the cheap stuff again.

You miss the old days when you were younger than the cop that finds you sleeping in a dumpster.

You were excited about the Olsen twins turning "legal" until you realized they still aren't old enough to buy you a drink.

You resent it when people call you a raving alcoholic, because you've never been to a rave in your life.

You keep a bottle of liquor next to your bed so you can have breakfast in bed when you wake up.

You consider anything less than 80 proof a chaser.

You've eaten 87 packets of honey mustard because on the label it lists "white wine" as an ingredient.

You have convinced yourself that you're not drinking alone so long as your friends Jack, Jim and Johnnie are over.

Your wardrobe is divided into Summer, Winter and Things You Woke Up Wearing. The third category includes a number of thongs.

Your BAC is measured in proof.

You measure time by drinks, as in: "Hold on a shot, the movie doesn't start for another four bourbons."

To you "Last call!" sounds just like "Please don't leave! We love you and you're charming wit!"

You don't use cologne or aftershave because you have a moral objection to alcohol going anywhere but down your throat.

You'd exercise more but when you sweat it smells like booze and that makes you thirsty.

You always finish your drinks because there are sober people in China.

When you come home to find your house burglarized the first thing you check is your liquor cabinet.

You'll join A.A. when they start serving cocktails at the meetings.

Your ATM is a Dumpster full of recyclable cans.

You'll sleep through a train wreck, yet spring awake to the sound of a bottle top turning.

You can order a beer in 17 different languages but don't know how to pronounce "Perrier."

When a cop asks, "Have we been drinking?" you reply, "Do you really think I'd drink with the likes of you?"

You freak out when you wake up in your own bed.

You'd have passed the sobriety test if you hadn't mistaken the Breathalyzer for a bugle.

Your waking thought is, "Wow, look at all the gum stuck to the bottom of the table."

You got in trouble at work because your standard greeting is, "Hey, let's do a shot!"

You cursed the St. Bernard who rescued you because he had the nerve to bring only one lousy liter of brandy.

You can hear someone whisper "free beer" from three blocks away.

You consider a bottle of cheap whiskey and two shot glasses a very romantic gift.

You hate it when men give you flowers because, hey-you can't drink flowers.

You dream of the beautiful day when all races, religions, creeds and colors finally get it together and pitch in to buy you a case of decent scotch.

You show up to brewery tours wearing fins and a snorkel.

You tell your friends your dog's name is "Time for a Beer Run" but you call him "Hurry Up."

The tooth fairy left you shots of Rumpleminze.

You've convinced yourself your liver isn't distended-it's pregnant. With a new liver.

You play the same song 20 times in a row at top volume at three in the morning and are certain the neighbors don't mind because, you know, it's such a kick-*** song.

You think the porcelain hat looks good on you.

Your idea of karaoke is falling off the stage while yelling "Rock and roll!" into the microphone.

Your house is four times farther from the bar on the way back.

Your alarm clock is synchronized with the nearest liquor store's opening time.

You have threatened to murder and marry the same person in the span of a single happy hour.

You are the answer to the question, "What kind of idiot pukes in a bidet?"

While in the drunk tank your friends tried to sneak you a fifth of Beam in a cake.

You're personal trainer is a bartender.

You've known Jack Daniels so long you refer to him as John.

You watch Behind the Music and think "That's really not that much alcohol."

The bartender is in the weeds and you're the only person in the bar.

You refuse to play Golden Tee because there is no beer cart girl.

Think box wine is great; eagerly awaiting box whiskey.

You get cut off in absentia.

You won't rent an apartment that doesn't have a bar and liquor store within two blocks.

You're favorite cocktail is one quarter vodka, one quarter vodka, one half vodka and topped up with vodka.

You get angry when guys who can't hold their liquor keep stepping on your fingers.

You get nervous when there are only three bottles of liquor left in your house.

You forget how pants work.

http://www.total-knowledge.com/~willyblu...

You Know You're a Drunkard When; (Part 1 of 3)?
Congratulations on your 10 + years of Sobriety.

( a few of them made me giggle, but it's scary if you live you life like that. )
Reply:That's some funny sheet! *having some Shiner Bock, not bad for Texas beer!* Report It

Reply:get a life Report It

Reply:You should work on one-liners!!
Reply:i have just no time to read your essay!!
Reply:i'll read all that eventually...

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WHY do some white people hate black people so much?

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I ALWAYS KNEW there there is a race problem , but it seems so many use yahoo answers to say so many nasty things about blacks.i love white peolpe ,but it hurts when they hate me just because i am black.the last time i checked whites have to be forgiven for their sins to .they are in the same shoes as everyone else in the eyes of GOD.SO WHY DO THEY THINK THEY ARE BETTER.

WHY do some white people hate black people so much?
It's not "so many," Sweety. It is a "select few" who post a lot of racist comments/questions. I bet they would be too scared to say it to anyone's face-thus the sheets even in their avatars.

Big hugs. I don't care WHAT color you are...as long as you are not blue due to lack of oxygen.

:D
Reply:Define black people. I don't hate colors but I hate certain ideologies. The perpetual victim crowd who don't accept responsibility for their own circumstances should be "oppressed" for eternity. Their are whites, hispanics, asians, and every other damn thing that express this point of view as well. It seems that a segement of the black population is best at it though.

Black folks who demonstrate and piss and moan when a filthy stripper gets "raped" as in the Duke case, but can't even be heard to utter a word of condolence when Channon Christian and Christopher Newsom die like they did will always keep hate in my heart. When James Byrd was dragged to death in Texas it was a never ending parade of white faces lamenting this tragedy, but yet silence when it happens the other way. Cheer and celebrate when OJ gets off but riot and loot when crackhead Rodney King has his "assailants" go free.

That is a start on "why."
Reply:Brainwashed.........not all of them that's for sure. But we all know the ones who feel like their sh!t don't stink and they are just pure pure pure pure white. There is no such thing. I have come to learn that if you have good things going for you whether it be career wise, relationship or money or whatever........there are always haters lurking around every corner to steal your joy. I refuse to let that happen. So all of the racists can just get over it. I am not stopping what I am doing because they can't.
Reply:i dont hate black people,however i can count on 1 hand the black girls i know who arn,t really aggressive,dont know what it is but most of the black women i know are extremely jealous and aggressive,the guys on the other hand are fine and i dont have a problem,but i wouln,t hate someone because they,re black,that's just silly.
Reply:Ignorance.
Reply:They have nothing better to do and they've failed so bad at life that they need to find some way to make themselves feel better. The racist jerks on here can say anything they want over the internet, but how much do you want to bet they'd never say that crap to a real person in the flesh? They're a bunch of cowards with no lives!
Reply:I like it when white people hate me for being black,, Is funny to me..

he he he...

KKK - represent pillow cases men...

he he he he

Does anybody else think it is funny??
Reply:People are prejudiced because they are ignorant. That's about the only excuse there is. Severe lack of intelligence.
Reply:I'm beginning to feel it's yahoo doing a significant portion of it
Reply:Well I think that any racists is a racist because of a lack of education. Or because of self-hatred. But just to let you know, a racist can be of any race.
Reply:i dont hate white people but when i see black and white families together it really makes me angry. im of color and it is really hard to get along with my own race.blacks with whites why cant i meet a white guy then.
Reply:To paraphrase Lincoln -

"Some people can hate all of the people all of the time, and most people can hate some of the people all of the time, but all people cannot hate all of the people all the time."

And that can be applied to all of the races, regardless of color. Humans of every nation, race and creed are capable of hate. What a pity!
Reply:because some are low life asses like cracker here

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Is any one else pissed about Reebok's 'Run Easy' campaign?

2009-08-03T02:10:00.001-07:00

I just noticed a little advertisement on the Yahoo! Answers page that said "If you can't talk and run at the same time, your running too fast" or something along those lines. I'm not saying every day has to be a really hard run and that runners need an easy day to recover. But Reebok seems to be saying that running hard is bad. They seem to try and market their shoes by trying to make running an easier sport when it is not. Running is hard. I think that some will look at their slogan and say 'Wow, Run Easy, OK!' and think a 5K race is a cake-walk.

Is any one else pissed about Reebok's 'Run Easy' campaign?
If you've ever run in Reebok for any distance you'll know why THEY say running is bad! Their shoes can't handle the real runners, that's all. Anyone who wears Reeboks to seriously run will WANT to slow down, the pain will be unbearable! In short, they are warning their customers that their shoes are not designed for anyone with any type of running background or experience. It's actually pretty nice of them if you think about it lol...
Reply:they are talking about the fatsos who cant run at all...
Reply:No, they're encouraging more people to run which is always good. If all everyone saw was fit people like us then they'ld be put of taking it up, once started they can then be encouraged ot train harder, and head for bigger goals.

Also I used to run in reeboks and didn't mind them at all, didn't move on for any reason other than just happening to pick a different shoe, certainly never had any problems with reebok at all.
Reply:I don't like that slogan either. I don't think of my running time as a time to talk, but to train. And I mostly do sprints too. but I do respect the people who do like to talk and run at the same time

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Should people be malice to one another?

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i will start by saying that, why should people be indifferent with one another.life is very simple but people complicated it.we were talk to love one another like ourself but yet it's the contraitely.loving somebody needs patient and confidence.it got nothing to do with wicked.if there's love i believe the reasons of malice shouldn't have existing.so i will say, love goes with confidence.if u look at it clairely u will definitely believed that, some of the hatred is due to total wickest.moreso, because of composition of tribes or races.people may, his child is too dull in school or his child is a theif, why can't they looks to their shoes.i definitely demolished the ideas of people being malice to one another.let us try to be tactful with whatever we are doing in this modern world today.apperently, some of the reason might also be because of jeosousy.it's good to call a spack a spack.permit to say, when i was in europe, i realised so many things which is uncertainity black and white

Should people be malice to one another?
You'll need to learn to spell and understand the meaning of the words that you use. You can't use the word "malice" just like that.
Reply:It is good to have hope for humanity. Others are less fortunate than you.
Reply:Try to phrase your question in a short, clear statement.
Reply:No, becouse its pointless keeping malice with one another when you don't know how of help you could be to each other in life.

You may feel you are someone or somebody's child today and he/she is no body today but may be somebody tommorro, how will you feel when you need help from him/her when you have already made him your enemy when he is noby, put your self in his/her shoe what will you do.

So therefore, don't keep malice with one another simply becouse of some differencieses betwen you to and dont keep malice with one another becouse of what he/she is. Be a freind to him/her and of help.

Thank you.

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Racism is still a very big issue in this world, Why isn't there a group that celebrates diversity ?

2009-08-03T02:09:00.002-07:00

Racism is still a very big issue in this world, Why isn't there a group that celebrates diversity ? Racist of todays world should be smarter then there ancestors and should see that there is absolutely no point in racism. Blacks, Whites, Asians, Jews, Muslims and any other race/religion are all the same they just look different, Its like hating the kid at school that wears the yellow shoes. Organizations such as the KKK or the ever growing Nazi party have no explanation of to why they hate. The American nazi party uses lame excuses on there website such as blacks and jews will rape our children, Muslims will teach the way of terrorists, I mean come on this is silly and it sounds like it has been written by somebody who is just bored with life and had to find someone to hate.

My Question is why isn't there a group that celebrates diversity. The only way to beat fire is with fire meaning creating a group that is created to absolutely accept any and everyone.

Racism is still a very big issue in this world, Why isn't there a group that celebrates diversity ?
I see where you are going - But if we were not taught a ethnocentric European history and we were taught the truth - that all cultures contributed to humanity - Then the demystification process would begin!
Reply:There are many groups and organizations that celebrate diversity.
Reply:I believe it is the same reason we don't see happy stories on the nightly news.

Doesn't sell.

Hate, self interest and greed is the American way.
Reply:There are groups that fight racism_ the black panther the naacp, black history month, jewish leagues. but by doing so, people also complain that they are racist. but i totally agree with you. stormfront is the most ridiculous website ever!
Reply:Because whether they admit it or not,most people don't like ********.

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What song is this?

2009-08-03T02:09:00.001-07:00

Come Around on the Floor

Clear the haze the night before

Kick my shoes, kick my clothes

Paint myself a toothpaste smile

It’s a bathroom ritual

%26amp; making myself beautiful

But it never goes to plan

Spill my Tea %26amp; burn my hand.

Take a leak, sneak a peak

Through the window at next doors Mrs.

Hanging washing on the line

And her legs are looking fine

Hope I find the same delight

It’s my mission Friday Night

All aboard on the floor,

All aboard on the floor,

All aboard on the floor,

On the floor,

And my brain owes to the memory

Of the evening goes away

And then the smile

Find a Girl, Take her Home

Tell her lies; fill her mind with dirty pictures

But she knows just what you’re thinking

Feel your chances quickly sinking, do I blame it on the drinking?

Another door slammed in my face, better get back in the race.

What song is this?
if u kno so much lyrics than u probably kno the song but watever

"Take A Leak..."
Reply:All aboard the floor,i guess.

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Don't you think this inspiring?

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THE SCARS OF LIFE

Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south Florida , a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.

He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.

His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could.

Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator.

Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved.

The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Dad wouldn't let go."

You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.

The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He did not and will not ever let you go.

Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that you can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in his/her life and what they are going through.

Never judge another persons scars, because you don't know how they got them. Also, it is so important that we are not selfish, to receive the blessings and not pass it on.

Right now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love them, too - enough to not let them go.

Don't you think this inspiring?
that is VERY inspiring and just like may my whole dayy to come. mann people should spread this. its very true and tuching!

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Reply:sure but to be honest it was a bit too long.

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Ok,people.May i please inquire of you?To hit me back with the song,band.And the Original album.And i Thank You

2009-08-03T02:08:00.003-07:00

Pull 'em

A man in my shoes

Runs a light

And all the papers lied tonight

But falling over you

Is the news of the day

Angels fall like rain

And love

Is all of heaven away

Inside you the time moves

And she don't fade

The ghost in you

She don't fade

Inside you the time moves

And she don't fade

A race is on

I'm on your side

And here in you my engines die

I'm in a mood for you

Or running away

Stars come down in you

And love

Love,love love love love love

You can't give it away

Inside you the time moves

And she don't fade

The ghost in you

She don't fade

Inside you the time moves

And she don't fade

Don't you go

It makes no sense

When all your talk

And supermen

Just take away the time

And get in the way

Ain't it just like rain

And love

Love,love love love love love

Is only heaven away

Inside you the time moves

And she don't fade

The ghost in you

She don't fade

Inside you the time moves

And she don't fade

The ghost in you she don't fade

Ok,people.May i please inquire of you?To hit me back with the song,band.And the Original album.And i Thank You
Song: "The Ghost In You"

Artist: The Psychedelic Furs

Album: Mirror Moves (1984)
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psychelic furs

ghost in you
Reply:Counting Crows

The Ghost In You

Album - August %26amp; Everything After
Reply:Counting Crows - The Ghost In You

album - august %26amp; everything after

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Why do some white people think that everyone else is racist but them?

2009-08-03T02:08:00.002-07:00

to me they do cause i see these stupid *** questions.they to me are mad at their ignorant ancestors.and blame certain races for acting the way they do just becausethey dont forget. would u forget that if u were in a certain black (specifically) persons shoes?

Why do some white people think that everyone else is racist but them?
ppl who are racist are uneducated some of the question and answers are just ignorant
Reply:Because getting called racist is almost too much for some white people to bear, especially if they are those pathologically politically correct, "some of my best friends are black" jerks.
Reply:think ya got it backwards bro

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Why do a lot of folks assume the worst about Southerners?

2009-08-03T02:08:00.001-07:00

Yes, I'm very southern. I was born and bred in the South. I'm not racist, as I love all people, and I believe each culture or race has unique characteristics to offer to a friendship. I have all my teeth, and yes, I wear shoes. I've never even lived in a trailer park. I try each day to dissolve my ignorance. I've never even known anyone in the KKK. I don't care about mixed couples, because whatever makes them happy that's fine with me! I don't care if you're gay, just because you love differently doesn't mean God hates you. I don't believe in heaven or hell, and I don't preach to anyone. In fact, I am converting to Judaism. So why am I a hick?

Why do a lot of folks assume the worst about Southerners?
Honey, I can tell you, it's because of two things, they don't know any better, and they damned well don't WANT to know better.

I'm about as Southern as they come, born in Upper East Tennessee and raised in Southwestern Virginia. I can't help but laugh about it anymore when someone hears my accent and arbitrarily deducts a million IQ points from the git-go. Just makes me smile that much bigger whenever they want to have a go playing Jeopardy or Scrabble, and they take a good old fashioned butt whuppin!

As far as what other people do, I'm very much of Hank Williams Sr.'s frame of mind : Mind your own business and you won't be minding mine. I don't give a damn who you love and live with as long as y'all are happy and you ain't bothering me or mine, and you're not bitching at me telling me how I ought to live, and who I ought to love. Your religion is your business, and my relationship with God is between me and Him, and I don't see any need for an intermediary.

Honey, you're no more of a hick than I am. Got all my teeth, live in a brick house, and I haven't lived in a trailer park before, though I did live in a trailer when I was a youngun. Though, I do admit, I love to go barefooted, and soon as I hit the door, the shoes are the first thing to go. :-)
Reply:I don't assume the worst....

I live in New York and I love Southerners. The accents, the ideals, cowboy hats and pick-up trucks, the stereotypical "redneck" attitude, the "women are just as strong as men" attitude...love it all. My brother in law was from Georgia and he and his family are the sweetest, strongest, nicest, funniest bunch of people I've ever met.

On the other hand I AM against gay marriage and hardly ever wear shoes.

Stereotypes and opinions are fascinating aren't they? Not in a necessarily good way, but still..

Anyway, I digress...there's nothing in the world better than a southern boy.

^-^
Reply:They think we're all dumb. And that racism is still really bad here.(which it is)

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Am I okay?

2009-08-03T02:08:00.000-07:00

I was sitting in a chair typing on the pc to someone. Out of nowhere an overwhelming impulse to drive a car appears. I jump up, shut laptop, grab my almost empty soda and proceed to the door. I start putting my shoes on when I notice I'm wearing pajama pants - can't go out like that! I race to my room, my heart is pounding, my body feels like it's flying. I remember it's cold and throw a sweatshirt on. I get in the car and turn it on. I wait for it to roll backwards down the small grade of cement but it's taking forever! Doh - emergency break on. Phew - problem solved. I start driving - make the first turn - under 10 miles an hour, but I can't focus right anymore. I feel like I almost lose control of the car and realize the road isn't working right. I drive about another mile, still flying. And then it happens. My eyes briefly lose all focus and it goes dark. I open my eyes again and keep driving. And suddenly, a shadow of light hits my eye. It's moving side to side in

Am I okay?
lol....a little abnormal....are you sure you were even awake?*
Reply:you should become a professional writer, you are good.
Reply:u will be fine, everything will be fine

that's the way should be
Reply:Baby, someone has slipped something in your drink. Call the doctor.
Reply:yeah your fine
Reply:You're damaged goods lady!
Reply:WOW!!!!!That was a read...Thanks for the story..Lol write on, my friend..it was interesting
Reply:???? What on earth . . . ?? This is soooo not a question . . .
Reply:youre perfectly FINE

;]]
Reply:maybe someone put somethang in your almost empty soda,,dunno,maybe..
Reply:???? I doubt it...
Reply:I love the story, you get 10 points. But you must stay of that gear...... it's not doing much good to your head.
Reply:You're driving, using a cell phone, seeing spots and other images, laughing hysterically and you ask if you're okay? Are you on drugs? You broke several laws, put people's lives at risk and seem to think it's funny... and are a top contributer to 'Answers' ? How strange. Did you ask this question because you thought you were being amusing? If you didn't dream this up you ought to have someone drive you to your doc's for a checkup. You ought to be concerned.
Reply:it sounds like all that acid you did in high school is catchin up with you just out of curiosty how was the road not workin right?
Reply:sounds like you better go see your doctor right away, you might need some real help, more than what I can give you.
Reply:well thats the kind of question I'd ask my pshycotherapist but my own opinion is that no your not ok
Reply:Dream on...................
Reply:Thats a great story...ever thought od publishing a book?

I am serious that was really great. It was short, but kept me interested.....I want more..............email me more please....
Reply:I dont think so. Check to a doctor at once.
Reply:I think they may call that bipolar. Check with your doctor
Reply:sorry um can you repeat the question?
Reply:i would have to say no ur not okay sorry
Reply:Um, I couldn't be bothered to read through all that, but I skimmed through it, and I'm going to have to go with "no"
Reply:see a dr..
Reply:No
Reply:I really don't know. I think I have forgotten the question. Was there a question? Way to much information.......about nothing as far as I could tell.
Reply:CRAPPETH! YOu just wasted 6 minutes of my answering to read THIS??? YUCK!
Reply:That was too long to read so.......no, you're not OK! Get help immediately!
Reply:sure... that was long...
Reply:drugs??

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Am I okay?

2009-08-03T02:07:00.003-07:00

You prolly dont know the name of This Sport....But I hope u do?

2009-08-03T02:07:00.002-07:00

Im trying to figure out the name of this extreem sport...

the one where they race down a hilly street laying on their backs on top of a board...? and they break with their shoes? thats really all i know about it but i want to learn more and cant look it up if i dont know the name

thanks in advance

You prolly dont know the name of This Sport....But I hope u do?
I can't believe you don't know!

It's called street luge.

It's quite popular in the X-Games, they have special shoes for braking, and top speeds of 70 m.p.h.

I have a link for you to play it online.

http://www.miniclip.com/games/street-lug...
Reply:street luge
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Reply:is it street luge?
Reply:I think that you're thinking of the sport - "Street luge"

Here's a bit of a description from wikipedia: "Street luge is an extreme gravity-powered activity that involves riding a streetluge board (sometimes referred to as a sled) down a paved road or course. Street luge is also known as land luge or road luge. Like skateboarding, street luge is often done for sport and for recreation."

I also think that one of the Charlie's Angels did it as a stunt in their second movie. (err... well, you know, one of the stuntswomen did it... not the actual actress)
Reply:luge

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Help me identify a certain children's book?

2009-08-03T02:07:00.001-07:00

Here's hoping someone would know what I'm talking about.

I'm looking for some children's books, but I do not remember the author or the name of the books. Here's what I know:-

-I read them some time in the 80s.

-They were a detective series, with a girl and a boy (with glasses, I think) that solves random little mysteries.

-For each mystery, the reader can guess along with the main characters as well, by finding clues in the story and usually a drawing they have of the crime scene and/or some important clue.

-Then the conclusion of the mystery is written bacwards, which you can read via the use of a mirror.

-One particular mystery as I remember concerns a runner in a marathon/race. One of the vital clues was an illustration of the runner - which if you looked closely, had running shoes with three stripes instead of the supposed two. Somehow that meant that it was a different runner or something, which solves the mystery.

So, anyone have ANY ideas on the name and author?

Help me identify a certain children's book?
The Secret of the Loon Lake Monster and Other Mysteries by M. Masters (Paperback - Mar 1984)

Hawkeye Collins and Amy Adams in The Secret of the Loon Lake Monster and Other Mysteries (Piccolo Mysterysolvers) by M. Masters (Paperback - 1985)

n The Secret of the Loon Lake Monster (Spotlight, ISBN: 978-1-59961-146-4), Hawkeye Collins and Amy Adams are faced with nine mysteries that you have to help solve. The mysteries are The Case of the Bragging Boyfriend, The Case of the Splattered Sheets, The Mystery of the Telltale Timepiece, The Case of the Computer Cutup, The Secret of the Loon Lake Monster, The Case of the Nabbed Necklace, The Secret of the Concealed Cash, The Mystery of the Midnight Trickster, and The Case of the Camera Snatcher.
Reply:No but It sounds great. I hope someone out there knows. I'd love to read it
Reply:encycolpedia brown
Reply:Encyclopedia Brown series! I loved those as a kid. The books are written by Donald Sobol.

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Good 200m sprint time?

2009-08-03T02:07:00.000-07:00

I already asked this, but i wanted more answers this time.

So, i was indoors on a 200m track. I ran a 200m sprint in 26.5 seconds. This was WITHOUT cleats or spikes or anything. I ran this in my basketball shoes.

I am in 9th grade and this was my very first meet and this was the only race i have ever ran.

is this a good time? if not, do i have potential?

Good 200m sprint time?
of course you do young man.

i'm not knowledgable of ALL the details, but according to my calculations you have potential as a young ninth grader without spikes.

keep up the good work and hopefully i'll see you round.....brother =]

ily
Reply:hhaa i already answered your other question.

and yea i still think that is a great time!

and indoors too, i didnt know that.

thats great

you do have potential too!

nice job frankie!
Reply:On an indoor track without spikes that is a good time. You should run with the team.

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Why are we as a race demanding our pound of flesh?

2009-08-03T02:06:00.003-07:00

We took the man's job and his dignity and yet we have people like Faye Williams and a woman named Jackson coming on TV and blaming Imus for every sin that has ever been committed against the black man. What have they done for the race?

If I ever saw a white man grovel, it was Imus. He was truly repentant. Even after losing his job, he was willing to meet with the women at Rutgers and apologise and yet we want to demonize the man for a stupid remark he made, which was to my mind without malice. And yet we have our own killing us off like flies.

Imus has been made a scapegoat of, and my heart goes out to the man. Not that he was a saint. Sometimes for days at a time I would not even listen to him, but I thought we had a more forgiving heart.

I only hope when the shoe is on the other foot we wont squeal too loudly. They can always trhrow me off here. I am speaking from my heart.

Why are we as a race demanding our pound of flesh?
How in the hell is it holding back black people if Imus said "nappy headed ho's"?? You tell me how.

It's hypocritical that people like Jesse Jackson %26amp; Al Sharpton jump at these opportunities to scream racism when they themselves have publicly made racist remarks that they were forced to apologize for. They don't want racial equality, hell no. Racial INequality is what's making them millions of dollars. If racism was a thing of the past, who would they be? NOBODIES and they know it.

Who cares about those same words in music. The problem is people let words bother them. As a whole, do you see the white race blowing up every time a white person is called whitey, cracker or honkey? No. Do we have a couple white activists who run around demanding the firing of this black person or that because of something they may have said that could be perceived as a racial slur against whites? No. If we had such people, they'd be deemed racist. Get over it.
Reply:Oh, bull. He's not repentant. He thought he could wait out the storm and then go right back to it.

Now the young black women in this country need to stand up toyour BROTHERS and understand how this language is holding you back!
Reply:As a Black woman, I don't want a pound of his flesh, not even an ounce, what I want is relanguaging of popular music created by Black males and a few Black females.......

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Please, you help pick #1 concubine.?

2009-08-03T02:06:00.002-07:00

We have race, now you pick from top of field.

http://www.shoe-n-tell.com/moscow-high-h...

Please, you help pick #1 concubine.?
The one in the blue jeans with the long hair. She has nice form and looks like she's having fun.

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What do you think of my poem?

2009-08-03T02:06:00.001-07:00

dont judge me....

IF once you’ve walked in my shoes. You would realize that you aren’t walking. You are running. Running from your own race. The ones with masks and spears. Forcing their way into your life. Breaking you down and tearing you apart. You would be running from the questions that haunt you night and day. Where did i come from? Where am i going? Why me? why them? WHO AM I? Not able to walk by a mirror with out staring into it. Those questions,like meth,poisoning your mind and soul. Running from the secrets that run your life. Running from the tormentors who will practically kill you if they knew the real you. Running from the relationships and friendships you so desperately need. The ones that never last and always end with tears. So please....before you judge me. I wear a size 10.

What do you think of my poem?
Lovely.
Reply:It's a nice poem

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Need some advice on running an 8K?

2009-08-03T02:06:00.000-07:00

Hi,

I've never been much of a runner, but I signed up for the Chicago Shamrock Shuffle which is an 8K. Can anyone point me in the right direction about the right ways to train? I got good shoes from a running store---they made me run on a treadmill----- I think this race will be a good start to get on a right path of running on a constant basis

Thanks for any suggestions.

Need some advice on running an 8K?
My suggestion is to practice running. Get outside and learn to jog at a comfortable pace. 8K isn't very far. It's 3.5 miles, more or less. A nice, slow and easy pace should see about 35 minutes for completion. Chicago is generally flat, so you shouldn't face many mountains or big hill.

I suggest go out and run 3 to five miles. If you are able to run MORE then your race, you'll think, "Only 3.5 miles? EASY!"

Running is as mental as it is physical. Good luck!
Reply:I have been running for 8 years now. So, generally speaking, this is how I would do it:

I would strengthen the core: calves, quads, hams, back and abdominal (the "six pack" muscles along with th obleks), chest and arms. But when strengthening these muscles, I would focus more on the muscle endurance not the muscle bulk. For more advice for this, I would consult with a personal trainer. For the running part, I would stay flexible as it helps/contributes to your balance (so do the muscles in your core) but also helps prevent some injuries lik pulled muscles and shin splints. Also, I would try to make up a schedule where you can run for X amount of days and try to have a long run. I would start off slowly, running about 2-3 miles per run for the first week and increase my mileage per week. Make sure you have the following: a good diet, hydration, sleep, a good sense on how to take care of your body, and sleep.

Though I am biased towards Nike as a brand, I would recommend you to go to a running-specific store, like Fleet Feet in Carrboro, NC. They can help you find the right shoe because people buy shoes that aren't necssarily right for their feet, but more comfortable or fashionable. But after you get the correct shoes or even if you haven't, I would go to any major athletics store and ask the sales associates. Clothing is all about the comfort meaning that whatever fits well, feels good as it naturally falls on you, and how it feels and fits while running. Good luck!!! If you have any more questions, email me (just add @yahoo.com to my user name).

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Why do liberals immediately jump to the emotional part of a debate rather than discussing issues logically?

2009-08-03T02:05:00.002-07:00

Every time I see a question about healthcare, immigration, race, you name it you ALWAYS have a liberal saying "well if you were in there shoes you would...." Why can't they rely on sound facts and logic?

At the end of the day it is the conservative solutions that will benefit everyone over the long term than to employ the quick fix of the liberal.

Why do liberals immediately jump to the emotional part of a debate rather than discussing issues logically?
Because liberalism is entirely based on emotion...whatever we deeply "feel" is the answer to every problem...usually we "feel" like spending other peoples' money, but so be it.

Edit--Twenty-two thumbs down, I am rockin the house today!! Woo-hoo...
Reply:Only liberals?
Reply:... and your evidence is???? Yes, we need more logical thinkers like Bill-O and Pill-O. I guess it's their logical statements about black resataurants and phony soldiers that you are referring to.
Reply:I do debate issues logically while keeping emotions in mind.
Reply:I guess for the same reason that when I correctly point out that Rush Limbaugh is a liar I get 12 thumbs down.

could it also be because Conservatives ask emotionally charged questions?

for example this one: Liberals, will this story change your mind about helping Al-Qaeda?

why wouldn't any Liberal get emotional when lies like this are told.

Oh, that was your question, wasn't it.

**well done ditto heads, you exceeded the 12 thumbs down average..................
Reply:EQ is just as important as IQ. Still, I like to cling to IQ. Using emotions triggers responses. Their is some merit in the argument "well, it helps people" and helping people is good. But all of these issues are large and complicated, and while helping people should be a goal, other important issues need to be considered as well. Most important is implementation. How do you help the poor? Give them money, make them not poor? It rarely works. They'll become reliant on handouts, this is the part most liberals ignore.

I actually have liberal friends that started doing social work. They told me they now accept conservative ideology that giving handouts handicaps people when they saw it firsthand. For those who don't believe, spend a week helping the poor and see how they utilize welfare or other handouts. Gauge for yourself if it really helps them.
Reply:Because their arguments lack logic and are often based more on enemy propaganda they read on the Internet then on real news and truth..
Reply:Some do some don't. This is a gross generalization and has no basis in fact. It is merely a repetition of what you hear on right wing talk radio everyday.

And it seems to me the whole appeal of recent Republican campaigns has been to the emotions -- fear, "love of country", hatred of people different from you, hatred of immigrants, etc etc.
Reply:We don't. This is rich coming from a hateocon who asks questions like this one;

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;...

Can you spell hypocrite?
Reply:Well they would have to use facts and I do not think they know what those are and it would hurt der little feelings to feel like they lost a debate.
Reply:Heath care to a Democrat is about people

Heath care to a Republican is about money

Sound fact and logic
Reply:Its hard not to get emotional when you are dealing with greedy, selfish,war mongers who could careless about the majority of people in this country, but instead embrace the interests of the few, at the expense of the many.
Reply:Triteamd gives you the reason in his answer. He wants you to give facts, yet his answer states the names Bill-O and Pill-O and something about a logical statement about black "resataurants" and phony soldiers that he asks you if that is what you are referring to. Logically, you asked about liberals who answer emotionally. He answered with Bill-O and Pill-O and their statement about Black Resturants and phony Soldiers. Conclusion based on his arguement is that Bill-O and Pill-O are Liberals and their statements about Black Resturants and phony soldiers are based on Emotioins, or maybe based on Logic. Not clear since he was answering a question with a question. I think he was quite emottional and not very logical.
Reply:Like when some liberals want to ban abortion because they feel it is murder...

Oh wait... that's how some conservatives feel...
Reply:Seems like you're getting a little hysterical yourself, there, Chester.

"Sound facts and logic" are not what political debate is about; like it or not, the emotional aspect is a factor in every subject that deals with others' lives.

"Compassionate conservatives?" What, exactly do you think that phrase means: It's not about logic, that's for sure.
Reply:I think a fair balance between the two is necessary to come to a sound decision. I like to think my decisions through, to come up with the best plan.

But then again, I'm an Independent middle-of-the-roader.
Reply:Research, research, research! They are still saying that Rush Limbaugh disrespected our men and women in uniform, yet, by their own mouths they don't listen to him, and what they did was take out of context what the man said. They quote a transcript from the next day were he was referencing what he said a day prior. Liberals will claim, until their death that they are right even if it was proved differently. They get all emotional instead of using their God given thought processes.

They cannot rationalize, like yesterdays Democrats, (Kennedy was one) to cut taxes increases discretionary spending. This increase allows business to expand, both large and small businesses profit from this and thus increasing jobs. The more jobs, the more taxes. Why redistribute the wealth when we can all be productive?

Why do they think Big Government is a solution to anything? To Control the people? Why do we need to be controlled? To limit freedom?

I don't understand their logic either!
Reply:when your argument cannot be supported by logic ,you must resort to a base emotion to be heard(and hopefully discounted by those of us with an elemental understanding of real world economics).
Reply:The long term result of conservative policies are horrid.

The United States is the largest debtor nation in the world as the result of the conservative policy of tax cuts and financed revenues.

The United States,as a result of conservative policy,is the only western industrialized nation without universal healthcare.As a result the United States has one of the highest infant mortality rates in the world,and is 41st in life expectancy.

The only long term beneficiaries of conservative policies seem to be the rich and the globalists who have destroyed millions of Americans wage earning potential.
Reply:Do you mean like: illegally invading other nations – and failing, miserably; effectively destroying America’s premier leadership role in international politics, exhausting our military; running the nation into impossible debt; setting new standards for corruption and sleaze in American politics; attacking the US Constitution and threatening the individual freedom and personal liberty of every US citizen more successfully than bin-Laden ever could have dreamed of?
Reply:You could not possibly be more wrong. But I suspect you know that.

Please outline the "logic" to all of us behind the Iraq War.

*snigger*

You cannot.

The insane invasion, the blood boiling for revenge, the lathering of the masses into a bloodlust to ATTACK even though Iraqis did NOTHING to us, and the Hollywoodesque "shock and awe" all sound pretty emotional to me.

You're completely wrong.

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I just read where another poster supplied a link to one of YOUR posts. Asinine, childish name-calling doesn't sound very logical to me.

How embarrassing for you.
Reply:I find it hard to believe that conservatives don't use emotion when it comes to a debate, isn't angry an emotion when you don't agree with someone else's view?

Is supporting a bigot as Rush as measure of logic or emotional ties to your poltical point of view?
Reply:They don't any more so than conservatives. It is human nature. There is no logic in generalizations or stereotypes.

aded. thumbs down are an example of using emotion versus fact
Reply:That's why they're liberals, it's their personality type, that's the way they're wired.

You aren't capable of assessing the emotional dimension of an issue because you're wired to look at it from a dispassionate perspective and draw logical conclusions based on the premises bearing on the matter at hand. They are not.

You can't fault them for their way of evaluating information, it's no more or less valid than your own. They have simply made other criterion the priority for their conclusions.

It's not matter of right/wrong, it's a right-brain left-brain kind of thing.

I'm perfectly happy being a right-brainer. If having a left-leaning creativity means I have to compromise on abstract analysis and logic, I'll take my right-leaning moral compass any day of the week.

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Reply:for the most part, liberals do not have substantial arguments to support their positions, so they rely on emotions, ad hominem attacks and being loud and obnoxious to intimidate those they oppose.

emotions are important, but should not be used as a deciding factor for things that affect the nation as a whole, otherwise we will end up with a bunch of entitlements that do nothing to help individuals or society and consume resources through taxation that people could otherwise be using to better their lives and the lives of those around them.
Reply:Because they would lose a reasoned debate based on logic.

But you knew that already.
Reply:Good call!

Truth seeker is a prime example.
Reply:Not all of them are that way but many are, for sure. Don't give away our secrets. Let the conservatives be the logical ones. It works every time. :)
Reply:If a leftist looked up the facts, assembled them logically and followed them to their conclusion, he would cease to be a leftist.

That is what MAKES him a leftist.

What you're asking is akin to asking why robbers mug people instead of taking on real jobs.
Reply:Thats 'cause libs are girls.
Reply:Their emotional people I guess. LOL

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Dating someone wealthy when you are poor...?

2009-08-03T02:05:00.001-07:00

I don't believe in taking money or asking things of people..but I am dating this extremely wealthy guy (who I really do like)but the stupid thing is that he invites me places (like events and the races etc) and most times I have to decline because I either: cant afford the clothes/shoes etc to go to these things (as you cant dress cheap for those places) and also I am having enough trouble paying my rent and utilities. I have not told him this (I suffer in silence..)and I would never ever dream of asking for money (I don't want his money!). He buys me dinner %26amp; I buy him coffee (I really try and make things even out). What should I do about this situation?

Dating someone wealthy when you are poor...?
Got to ask one question: does he know you are poor?

Don't try too hard to prove to him that you are not in the relationship for the money. Think of this guy as your boyfriend who just happens to be rich. Be open and honest with him and see where it leads. If you were dating a guy who wasn't so wealthy and were having trouble with your bills, wouldn't you ask him for help?

If you keep avoiding going to events with him, he will start making assumptions and you'll be in danger of losing him.
Reply:He just needs to know, about you. He has to know how you survive and where you come from. Then he can understand you can't afford some of the things. You are not being open with him here. You will not be asking him for money, but if he ask you to go with him, simply tell him, you can't afford new clothes, as u have no clothes that go along with the accassion. Its about him helping you if he cares and loves u. Then if he wants u to go, he will buy you clothes and shoes.
Reply:All you can do is to be honest with him. You don't have to ask for or take any money from him, just let him know that you can't do certain things because you are on a budget right now. There is no shame in that.

Telling him something like that is better than just to not go places with him; he could possibly start thinking that you just don't want to see him. If your financial situation bothers him, you don't need that kind of person anyway. It will all work out.

Best Wishes
Reply:You lucky thing!! It sounds to me like two people are finding each other despite external circumstances. Keep in mind financial circumstances can change - it might be he that is poor and you wealthy in 10 years - the important thing is to go for the person, not the circumstances. Dont make it a stumbling block in your mind. Anyway - if he wants you to go, and you want to go, to these events, why dont you dress with the taste and dignity im sure you have without spending money at all - if others dont like it it says more about them than you.
Reply:Are you crazy?

He wants to spend his money on you and spoil you - he is dating you.

You should tell him. Plus men like to provide for women and he wants you to do things with him.

I dated a fairly wealthy guy and he wanted me to go to nice restaurants with him so of course he paid because I couldn't. He also bought me some nice outfits I could wear when I went to his work functions.

What's wrong with that? Swallow your pride and take advantage of it while you can. Men love to spoil women.
Reply:You should tell him the truth next time he invites u to a place where u've to dress really nice.

Then if he tells u he can pay, u should maybe insist, coz if not, then he'll belive u're with him just beacuse of his money.

Wait half a year and then maybe ask for money, but then I guess u're married if u're still together :P
Reply:If you really like him and he like you. Tell him about your situation. If he really care about you he will stick around and help you out with your needs instead of judge you. So take a chance and tell him in private. When you do you will feel so better. Just don't depend on him alot.
Reply:Suffering in Silence is foolish. In a relationship you should communicate you feelings. If he really likes you he will understand. I hate when a girl act like youre supposed to know something and you cant think of it and then they get all mad.
Reply:You should make him aware of your situation but don't ask money from him! Just tell him sometimes you can't afford going to certain places with him and he will have to adapt himself and you'll have to adapt yourself as well!
Reply:Be really honest with him and tell him about this. Or u'll both end up suffering in silence and it'll be bad for ur relationship. Good luck!
Reply:Talk to him about it, sure he will understand, it will be fine
Reply:if he doesnt know ur poor he'll get pissed off because he thinks that ur just blowin him off at the dates u dont go to
Reply:don't worry so much just tell him how u feell and whats going on im sure he'll understand
Reply:be honest with him, otherwise you will lose him. If he asks you to the races and you decline, he thinks it is because you don't want to see him, not because you can't afford it. Invite him around to your place, he will probably see from your living standard that you are not very well off and put two and two together. Good on you for trying to be financially independent, but a little helping hand wouldn't go astray either, would it?

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What colour shawl should i have?

2009-08-03T02:05:00.000-07:00

it's for ladies day at the races. my dress is light gold with pink flowers and green leaves. my bag and shoes are pink. my hair fascinator is pink and green. it sounds horrible but it's nice! please help

What colour shawl should i have?
anything would look lovely on you my dear! lol x
Reply:go with a nice green one to bring out the leaves moree :]
Reply:id say pink or green ... cuz too much gold would look bad since the dress is gold ... %26amp; it would probably be hard to find a light gold one ....so thats why i say pink or green :]

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Rules of life star if you laugh?

2009-08-03T02:04:00.003-07:00

Time-Honored Truths and Universal Laws

A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk I have a work station...

A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory

A closed mouth gathers no foot.

A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking

A day without sunshine is like, night.

A fool and his money are soon partying.

A little inaccuracy saves a lot of explanation.

A penny saved is worthless.

A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person.

Age is a very high price to pay for maturity.

All things being equal, fat people use more soap.

Always remember you are unique, just like everyone else.

Anything worth fighting for is worth fighting dirty for.

Atheism is a non-prophet organization

Bills travel through the mail at twice the speed of checks

Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.

Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm

Don't sweat the petty things, and don't pet the sweaty things.

Employment application blanks always ask who is to be notified in case of an emergency. I think you should write . . . A Very Good Doctor.

Everything should be made as simple as possible, but no simpler.

Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it

For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism

Friends may come and go, but enemies accumulate.

Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

Given a 50-50 chance, you will be wrong 90% of the time.

He who laughs last thinks slowest.

Hermits have no peer pressure.

How terrible a movie is, is directly proportional to the number of helicopters in it.

I believe five out of four people have trouble with fractions.

I was thinking about how people seem to read the Bible a whole lot more as they get older then it dawned on me . . . they were cramming for their finals.

If you had to identify, in one word, the reason the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be: "meetings."

If you think there is good in everybody, then you haven't met everybody.

Indecision is the key to flexibility.

It doesn't matter what temperature a room is, it's always room temperature.

Never wrestle with a pig. You both get dirty and the pig likes it.

No matter what happens, somebody will find a way to take it too seriously.

No one is listening until you make a mistake

Nobody is normal.

Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.

Not one shred of evidence supports the notion that life is serious.

On the other hand, you have different fingers.

One nice thing about egotists: They don't talk about other people.

One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor.

One-seventh of our life is spent on Monday.

People who feel the need to tell you that they have an excellent sense of humour are telling you that they have no sense of humour.

People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.

Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday.

Remember that half the people you know are below average.

Someone who thinks logically is a nice contrast to the real world.

Success always occurs in private and failure in public

Suicide is the most sincere form of self-criticism.

The careful application of terror can also be a form of communication.

The colder the x-ray table, the more of your body is required on it

The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

The hardness of butter is directly proportional to the softness of the bread

The main accomplishment of almost all organized protests is to annoy people who are not in them.

The more you run over a dead cat, the flatter it gets.

The most powerful force in the universe is gossip.

The most valuable function performed by the federal government is entertainment.

The older you get, the better you realize you were.

The only substitute for good manners is fast reflexes

The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the ability to reach it

The sooner you fall behind the more time you'll have to catch up

There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is: age 11.

There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."

There is absolutely no substitute for a genuine lack of preparation.

There is always one more imbecile than you counted on.

There's a fine line between fishing and just standing on the shore like an idiot..

Things are more like they are today than they ever were before.

To be intoxicated is to feel sophisticated but not be able to say it.

To succeed in politics, it is often necessary to rise above your principles

What a nice night for an evening.

Whenever I think of the past, it brings back so many memories...

You can observe a lot by just watching.

You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be misquoted and then used against you.

You never really learn to swear until you learn to drive

You should not confuse your career with your life.

You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason we observe Daylight Saving Time.

Your friends love you anyway.

The one thing that unites all humans, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we all believe that we are above average drivers.

At least once per year, some group of scientists will become very excited and announce that: "The universe is even bigger than they thought!" "There are even more subatomic particles than they thought!" " Whatever they announced last year about global warming is wrong."

The value of advertising is that it tells you the exact opposite of what the advertiser actually thinks. For example: If the advertisement says "This is not your father's Oldsmobile," the advertiser is desperately concerned that this Oldsmobile, like all other Oldsmobiles, appeals primarily to old farts like your father. If Coke and Pepsi spend billions to convince you that there are significant differences between these two products, both companies realize that Pepsi and Coke are virtually identical. If the advertisement strongly suggests that Nike shoes enable athletes to perform amazing feats, Nike wants you to disregard the fact that shoe brand is unrelated to athletic ability. If Budweiser runs an elaborate advertising campaign stressing the critical importance of a beer's "born-on" date, Budweiser knows this factor has virtually nothing to do with how good a beer tastes. If an advertisement shows a group of cool, attractive youngsters getting excited and high-fiving each other because the refrigerator contains Sunny Delight, the advertiser knows that any real youngster who reacted in this way to this beverage would be considered by his peers to be the world's biggest dipshit. And so on. On those rare occasions when advertising dares to poke fun at the product - as in the classic Volkswagen Beetle campaign, it's because the advertiser actually thinks the product is pretty good. If a politician ever ran for president under a slogan such as "Harlan Frubert: Basically, He Wants Attention," I would quit my job to work for his campaign.

There apparently exists, somewhere in Los Angeles, a computer that generates concepts for television sitcoms. When TV executives need a new concept, they turn on this computer; after sorting through millions of possible plot premises, it spits out, "THREE QUIRKY BUT ATTRACTIVE YOUNG PEOPLE LIVING IN AN APARTMENT," and the executives turn this concept into a show. The next time they need an idea, the computer spits out, "SIX QUIRKY BUT ATTRACTIVE YOUNG PEOPLE LIVING IN AN APARTMENT." Then the next time, it spits out, "FOUR QUIRKY BUT ATTRACTIVE YOUNG PEOPLE LIVING IN AN APARTMENT." And so on. We need to locate this computer and destroy it with hammers.

They can hold all the peace talks they want, but there will never be peace in the Middle East. Billions of years from now, when Earth is hurtling toward the Sun and there is nothing left alive on the planet except a few micro-organisms, the micro-organisms living in the Middle East will be bitter enemies.

When God decides to deliver a message to humanity, he will not use, as his messenger, a person on cable TV with a bad hairstyle.

When trouble arises and things look bad, there is always one individual who perceives a solution and is willing to take command. Very often, that individual is crazy.

You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests you think she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.

Rules of life star if you laugh?
hahahaha thanks for starting my day off with a laugh you have been starred!!
Reply:Wicked one. I have most of these sayingz on my room door already. Thankz for the laugh.
Reply:Well, that took some work! I commend you! And yes, some were very funny. Thank you for the entertainment.

Have a great Sunday. :-)
Reply:That took some reading, but i am with you on the you don't learn to swear till you learn to drive. xxx
Reply:hehe havnt read them all yet but theyre gud *star*
Reply:Very interesting. Thanks for sharing.
Reply:Long winded love I'll give U a Star
Reply:there were great keep em coming
Reply:I laughed at number 3
Reply:lol! great!

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Here is Chapter Two of my Story. It's not finished, but, what do you think so far?

2009-08-03T02:04:00.002-07:00

Broken Minutes

Preface

I focused on nothing but the rheumatic pattern of my breathing. In and out. Inhale and exhale. I was vastly petrified. He walked toward me with a shady smile on his face. I awaited agony and pain.

There was no warmth or bliss. The caring features vanished and turned into harsh, cold structures. How terribly I grieved to be safe in his arms. In his arms. I knew that he was gone as much as I knew that this would be hurtful.

He took a step forward balancing all of his weight on one foot and smiled in the way that made me cringe, then, he lunged.

Chapter One

Acquaintance

Sixteen.

Perfect age, right. Wrong. This is when everything starts to change. Especially for me. Feelings are more sensitive. Sensitive. I really wished that word didn’t exist. It hurts. I used to be sensitive.

The alarm clock went off and I rose up in my bed. At first I had to think. Where am I? I remembered. Lushe. I just moved from Florida to an old, deserted Indian town called Lushe. How much I long to be back in Florida with my sister Carol. We had it great in Florida. Beaching it every day. We were inseparable. Many people don’t get to have that kind of relationship with their sisters. Then Dad had to step into the perfect picture. It’s like he just took the picture, ripped it into tons of little pieces, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it.

Dad thought that it would be great if I spent a little time with him and Grandpapa Frank. After Mom died I do have to say that I’ve been moping, but I was doing just fine with Carol. Now, I’m moping more than ever.

I got up from the bed and put on my bunny slippers. This is going to be a long day. I raced down the stairs and opened the pantry. I got out some eggs, milk and flour. As soon as I poured them in a bowl, Dad came in.

“Did you sleep well? I heard you tossing and turning all night.” he said with a worried look on his face.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said. “just a bad dream.” I finished, great save.

“Oh, okay. Well, can you make me a muffin too. I’m starving.” he threw in there. He walked out of the room.

“I’m making pancakes.” I shouted back.

“Yeah, right. Okay.” he replied. I suppose he just wanted something to eat.

We sat down at the dining table and I watched Dad cram food into his mouth.

“Do you think that you’re going to like school? I hear there are some great people over there. There’s this one kid, Grace. Yeah, her family runs a Beauty Boutique down by Claw River. Maybe you could make friends with her.” he said between bites.

“Yeah, okay.” I said.

“Honey, you really need to get out more, and I think that school is just the right thing for you. Thank goodness it’s nine months.” he finished after one bite as big as three bites for me.

“Mmm hmm.” I nodded like I was listening to every word he said.

“We better go.” he got up from the table and scraped the remains of the pancakes into the trashcan with his fork and grabbed his keys from the table.

“Stop being dejected and get your butt in the car.” Dad shouted from the front door.

I groaned. The pancakes didn’t put Dad in the best mood I thought that they would.

“C’mon Macie, it’s not gonna be that bad! You’ll have fun! Meet some new people, you need to have some fun. You’ve been so…..” my Dad paused at that, “so…….mopey.”

“I’ve not been mopey!” I shouted. I think that I shouted a little too sharply.

“Get in the car.” he said. I had said it too sharply. My Dad and I were on our way to my new school. The first day of school. Maybe school would be sanctuary. Maybe Dad wouldn’t be around every corner offering me cookies and milk and comforting and those dreaded bear hugs. Maybe, just maybe I could find some real friends. Friends that weren’t in my immediate family or were from the animal race.

I reached for the radio button, but he touched the back of my hand, signaling that he wasn’t in the mood. Or I had made him too angry.

We drove past some trees and dusty buildings. My dad really did live in a dump. We passed so many shattered things. Imagine a ghost town and it was worse than that. One of the log cabins that we passed, we stopped at. It was really little. One door that was on the side and two or three windows on the back. I wondered why not in the front. Were they trying to keep the sunlight out?

I was awoken from my thought from a deep, husky voice.

“Well, hello! Long time no see! I’ve been waiting to see you since you was a little young’un.” it said.

The windows were so tinted that I had to roll down my window to get a look. I reached for the handle and twisted it downward. There stood an old man, he was much shorter than I was. In fact, he was probably shorter than a seven or an eight year old. Then I noticed why, he was in a wheelchair.

“What’s this young’un’s name again Bill?” he asked my Dad.

My dad smiled at me and then at the old man. “It’s Macie Dad.”

“Dad?” I asked my Father.

“Honey, this is your Grandpapa Frank. You’ll be spending time with him a bit.”

I was so shocked that I didn’t even notice the young looking man that walked up.

“This is my little helper, Haiden.” he smiled. “He helps out a lot around here.”

Haiden smiled and put his hand out. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Macie.” he said. I couldn’t understand why this boy was so peculiar. He spoke normal. He walked normal. He just didn’t look normal. He had dark eyes. Dark eyes. Almost black. Long, black hair put up in a ponytail. He was so big and muscular, you would think that he was an underwear model, instead of a help.

“Do you like it around here so far?” Grandpapa Frank said with a tone that made me think there was some reason we shouldn’t like it.

“It’s a lot different from Carol’s in Florida, but I’ll have to get used to it.” I said. “Thank you for letting me stay here.”

He smiled in agreement. “I’m glad to have you,” he winked in Haiden’s direction. “maybe you could help Haiden out in the garage. He could use some assistance.” He threw another glance at Haiden, who was standing innocently enough.

“She could help out if she wants, but if not, I don’t really need any. Thank you though.” he replied reluctantly.

“Well,” he said, “I best be going. I have much more work to do.” He looked straight at me then. Like he was trying to tell me something without physically speaking. “Good day, Macie.” He smiled as he walked off.

“Good day.” I said again. I looked at the clock on the car. Seven fifty-two. “Dad,” I said, now focusing on the more important things. “I’m going to be late!”

“Oh, look at the time. I am so sorry Frank, I have to go now! I’ll see you later. Macie will come by right after school! Won’t you Macie?” Dad said looking at me while he raised his eyebrows. Telling me to say yes.

“Of course I will. Right after school.” I instantly regretted saying it.

We pulled away from the driveway and headed for school. I had so many questions that I wanted to ask Dad. Why was Frank in a wheelchair? Why did Haiden act so weird? But, I decided not to ask. I would always get the same answer I always got. ‘Save em’ for the Beavers’. It was liable to come up sometime anyway.

We pulled up to it, a school that was supposed to be a school. But it really looked like an old, run down, fit for mice, factory. Or something of the sort.

I opened the door of the truck and walked on the cold uneven pavement-that was supposed to be a sidewalk-to first period. I heard some footsteps behind me. Oh no. I didn’t want Dad to follow me. He did anyway.

“Dad, I don’t need you to walk in with me like I’m some kindergartener. I’m fine on my own.” I said, while turned around completely the other way. Sure enough Dad wasn’t there. Whose steps did I hear. Everyone was already in first period. I ran to class.

I had hoped that I would meet some nice acquaintances and talk some friendly talks. I was wrong. You know how it’s the first day of school and all the teachers make you stand up in front of the class and give a brief description of, what you’re name is, what your favorite color is, blah, blah, blah. I hope I don’t have many teachers like that here. I am not so talented in front of people. I walked up to Mr. Barren’s class and sat down. Mr. Barren was plump. He had a mustache that grew down to his bottom chin and his desk looked like a raccoon had a party on it.

“Good morning Class.” he boomed.

Silence.

“I said, Good morning Class.” he boomed again, repeating his words.

“Good Morning Mr. Barren.” said a group of obviously not amused kids. I don’t think they wanted to be here as much as I didn’t.

“Students, I am going to go down row by row and you tell me and the class your name. Ready,”

Oh no. I can’t do this. This is going to be horrible.

“My name is Grace Rinie.” said the girl in front of me. That‘s who Dad must have been talking about. “Hello everyone.”

Why couldn’t I be like her?

Mr. Barren focused his eyes on me. “Yes, go ahead.” he said.

I stood up and got to my feet. I could feel that horrible nauseated pain in the pit of my stomach.

“H-he-hello. M-my n-name is,” I looked up at the twenty-five kids staring at me with un-amused faces. “m-my n-name is..”

“Go ahead,” Mr. Barren told me again, getting agitated. “we all want to hear.”

I had the feeling in my stomach again. I felt like I was going to cough. My head spun and everything went swirling. Then, everything went black.

I listened to a high pitched, crackly voice coming just a few feet away from me.

“I think that she had quite a mess out there.” the voice said. “Her blood pressure is up high. I don’t think she needs to stay in school for the rest of the day. She needs her rest.”

I was wondering who she was talking to.

“I’ll take her home.” said a beautiful tone. I thought that it couldn’t even begin to be a voice of a human. It was just too graceful. The voice was like the ocean, like the heaven’s angels. I already loved the voice-even though I had no idea whose it actually belonged to. Someone picked me up with one arm, put me over their shoulder and carried me out the door. Before I knew it, I was at my truck. But, how did they know it was my car?

I opened my eyes and saw the most beautiful figure that I ever thought was possible. He had black hair, short cut and shimmering in the sunlight. But, when I looked at him, it wasn’t just his hair shimmering, but his whole body was shimmering in the light. Beautiful eyes, no wait beautiful doesn’t even begin to cover it. Picturesque eyes. Gorgeous little things. I saw all of this while in his arms. Remember that I don’t even know this beautiful little devil’s name.

“Is this your car?” he said. I was so drowned in his beauty, he had to say it again, before I could hear him. My ears weren’t in command with my eyes.

“I said, is this your car?” he said again with a smile on his face. He was probably used to all this attention, he seemed to be enjoying it.

“Yes.” I managed to get out of my almost stunned mouth.

“Are you okay.” he turned the corners of his mouth into a smile. (by the way, gorgeous smile)

Here we go again with the-having to say it twice before I noticed that his dazzling mouth said anything with that heaven’s angels voice-thing.

“I think so. How did you know that this was my car?” I asked, puzzled still.

He didn’t answer. I didn’t expect him to.

Here I was, in my car, with a total and complete stranger driving me to my house. Who is also driving me home. I’m going to have to tell him where I live in a few minutes. Or will he just magically know that also.

“I haven’t seen you around here before, Macie. Are you knew?” the stranger asked.

He looked at me long and hard. The way Haiden had. It frightened me. It was like they were trying to bear deep into my soul. Like they were trying to get answers to a question that I had no idea what the solution was, but if they looked long enough, they would find out.

“Hello.” he said while waving his hand back and forth in front of my face. “Are you going to pass out again?”

He knocked me back into consciousness. “How do you know my name?” I asked. He knew that too.

“Oh,” he said. He paused and got that same look on his face. This scared me also, for he was driving. Another thing that almost made me pass out was the speed at which he was driving at. I could see nothing but a blur of green and brown. Just like the little fiasco this morning.

“Yes, how do you know me?” I said again. Getting agitated at him.

He didn’t answer my needed question. I turned and faced the window. When I looked out, I say my Grandpapa’s house. This bothered me, for he knew where I lived. Glancing up at him, I noticed that it was a risk. His face was pale and his eyes were dark. I took this as a “get out” sign.

I stepped out of my truck and into my Grand papa’s driveway. I turned to shut the door only to find the open air.

Chapter Two

Thoughts

“Macie!” I heard my name being called from behind me. I was so startled at the recent disaster that I had to think before I turned around.

“Macie! When did you get here?” Haiden asked, like we’d been friends forever.

“Huh? Oh, whatever it doesn’t matter. Did you see my car anywhere?” I said, wondering why my car wasn’t here.

“You car? I didn’t see any car? Didn’t you walk?” He replied looking blankly.

“Walk, no! I didn’t walk.” I noticed that I sounded a little out of mind, even though he was the one that was wholly wrong. “So, you really didn’t see my truck here just a few seconds ago?” I said, catching my downfall of ignorance.

“No. Macie, are you okay? I heard that you took a fall in class today. I can take you home since, you obviously have no truck.” he smiled a warm smile.

“No, I guess I was just delusional.” I said, saving myself.

Haiden turned the corners of his mouth into a smile. “Come on inside. I’m sure that Frank- Er, your Grandpapa would like to see you too.” he replied.

“Okay.” He put his hands in his pockets and led me into Grandpapa’s house.

“Macie! Hello dear!” Grandpapa said and gave me one of dad’s dreaded bear hugs. Apparently I’d been missed deeply.

“High Grandpapa. I didn’t notice that you missed me so much. Really, I’ve never even known you.” I said with a smile.

“Ha!” Grandpapa found this funny. He threw his head back and laughed a deep laugh. His laugh made me feel warm inside. Just knowing that someone is happy in life. Even in a wheelchair. “I’m sure that you’ve never met God either, but he loves you.”

He touched the tip of my nose with his fingertip.

“So, would you like anything to eat squirt.” he said. For a second, I thought that he was talking to Haiden until Haiden spoke up and asked me what I wanted.

“Oh, no thank you, I better just wait until Dad gets home and eat with him. He might get hungry.” I said, hoping that he wouldn’t feel sorry that I hadn’t had anything to eat all day.

“Alright then.” Haiden stopped talking to me and turned to Grandpapa. “If so, can I have permission to take your little princess out and show her something?” Haiden asked smiling the whole time.

“Well yeah, sure. You kids have fun now. Bye Macie, Haiden.” He nodded once and went into the sitting room.

We passed many trees. The ground was wet and cold, for it had just rained. I could hear the slosh of the mud between our shoes as we walked. It was damp and chilly. We were walking along a stone trail in the middle of nowhere. Haiden was babbling along the way. He was talking about childhood and Frank and many other things that I just nodded my head and said “mm hmm” in all the correct places.

“Look.” Haiden pointed his finger to a tree that seemed different than all of the other trees in the forest. This tree had a wide trunk and weeping leaves, but in the wrong spot to be a weeping willow.

Haiden patted the spot next to him as he sat down on the bench in front of the tree. “Come and sit. Don’t worry, I won’t bite.” he said looking fulfilled. I could have swore that he said something under his breath, but, the wind drowned out his voice.

Here is Chapter Two of my Story. It's not finished, but, what do you think so far?
You do have talent. Your narrator sounds like a teenager would. Your sentences flow naturally. Just check your orthography and grammar. I wish you good luck.

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What is your fave running quote?

2009-08-03T02:04:00.001-07:00

hi what is your fave running quote mine is

YOU MIGHT BE A CROSS COUNTRY RUNNER IF...

...your shoes have more miles on them than your car does.

...you need a magnifying glass to see your name in the paper.

...people say, "You run three miles...at once?"

...all your socks are either stained or torn.

...you run farther in a week than your bus travels for meets.

...your mom tells you to run to the store because it takes too long to drive.

...you find yourself running between classes just because.

...you combine phrases like "10 mile run" and "Easy Run" in the same breath.

...you can eat your weight in spaghetti.

...the paint from the bathroom walls peels when you leave.

...your spit strings from your chin and you don't even care.

...a meal involves more than 3 servings.

...you spend more on training clothes than school clothes.

...you wear those same training clothes to school regularly.

...your christmas list includes more than one pair of running shoes.

...you feel lost without your water-bottle.

...you have running withdrawl if you don't run everyday.

...you eat spaghetti three times a day.

...the mile in P.E. becomes your warm-up.

...your Saturdays for the next 4 years are ruined.

...you can see your ribs thru your shirt.

...you have to run around in the shower to get wet.

...you are always hungry.

...you are running in your dreams.

...you have no life besides running.

...your weekends are shot.

...you wake up with cotton mouth.

...your are as skinny as a twig.

...you can sharpen an axe blade on your calves.

...you can maintain a 5:30 pace while throwing up.

...you can count all your ribs.

...you own spandex in more than 1 color.

...track is the other "sport".

...a 12 mile run is an easy day.

...pizza, pasta, pizza, %26amp; pasta are your four food groups.

...your watch is more expensive and complicated than your car.

...you're running and you don't know why.

...your spit hits everything but the ground.

...you have 3% or less body fat.

...you laugh at sprinters while they run.

...you talk to your coaches more than your parents.

...you'd rather run than watch T.V.

...watching the New York Marathon on T.V. made you get up and go for a run.

...more than half the people you know don't know what X-C is.

...your calves are bigger than your biceps.

...you can't go a day without some little brat saying "Run Forest Run."

...some little kid wants to know why you're running in your underwear.

...you refer to puke as a bodily function.

...people always ask you what events you are running.

...you can say more names of your runs than names of your friends.

...you always win in your sleep but never in a real race.

...you drink more water than Free Willy.

What is your fave running quote?
When asked why i wan to train so hard I replied:"I have a goal, that goal is to WIN!!! I will do whatever it takes to achiever that goal." Thats the quote... sort of.

Also, "Pain is weakness leaving your body"-unknown
Reply:"...your Saturdays for the next 4 years are ruined."

lol nooo they're not ruined.. x country meets are funn! i run track too though haha

uhmm .. my favorite quote .. but not much like these.. is ...

"our sport is your sport's punishment"

lol
Reply:i have a few

"WERE THE FAST GIRLS YOUR MOM WARNED YOU ABOUT" --thats my fav

"when your a real runner you know all the places you can go to pee in an 10 mile radius of your school"

"our sport is your sports punishment"

"cross country runners kick assphalt"
Reply:the surgeon general says it's okay to smoke our competition.

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Why do we have to give up our "Canadian"rights because of immigrants?

2009-08-03T02:04:00.000-07:00

I am a proud non-denominational, 2nd generation Caucasian Canadian. I am NOT Racist or at least try VERY hard to be as open minded as possible to different situations. I try to put myself in other peoples shoes %26amp; look at situations from others point of view. I also have close relatives who are of different nationalities. I believe that all people have rights and freedoms that need to be respected. With that being said, I sometimes feel that MY rights are being trampled on. I can not say "Merry Christmas" as it may offend someone- we do not have Christmas tress- now they are "Holiday" trees. I can not become a teacher or a police officer because I am white, Canadian born, do not have a learning disability and because I'm female. However if I were of a minority race I would be able to pursue these careers. If I complain publicly I would be considered a racist, however other races can complain about their rights and its ok. WHY IS THIS? Why do immigrants have more rights than I???

Why do we have to give up our "Canadian"rights because of immigrants?
Let's see:

~~~~~

"I can not say 'Merry Christmas'"

Yes actually, you can.

~~~~~

"we do not have Christmas tress- now they are 'Holiday' trees"

Don't know about you, but I have a Christmas tree.

~~~~~

"I can not become a teacher or a police officer because I am white, Canadian born, do not have a learning disability and because I'm female."

Odd, seeing as how ALL of my teachers are white, and 4/5 of them are males. And although I've only been to the local police station four times, EVERY person I've seen there is white.

~~~~~

But on paper, yes, it is that way.

Oh, and the reason for your plight is explained in the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms, Section 15 Subsections (1) and (2):

15. (1) Every individual is equal before and under the law and has the right to the equal protection and equal benefit of the law without discrimination and, in particular, without discrimination based on race, national or ethnic origin, colour, religion, sex, age or mental or physical disability.

(2) Subsection (1) does not preclude any law, program or activity that has as its object the amelioration of conditions of disadvantaged individuals or groups including those that are disadvantaged because of race, national or ethnic origin, colour, religion, sex, age or mental or physical disability."

End quote!

It basically says: everyone is equal, unless you're a white male, in which case you're not worth much.

Then again, I live in what is probably the whitest town in Canada soo...
Reply:Huh? I don't care about Canada except when I'm looking for beer or bacon.

"2nd Generation" ROFL. Lower Slobovia kick out your grandfather?
Reply:I'm sorry to hear that. I don't think saying "Merry Christmas" is offensive and I'm not even a Christian. I'm a first generation American born of Asian descent. As a minority the only things that offend me would be if people did not accept me. So I guess we're kinda on the same road.

If you guys have affirmative action that grants minorities or immigrants special rights then that sucks. Even if I'm a minority this act does not help me get into schools easily since many people of my race do well in academics. So I have to compete against Whites and Asians while other minorities receive special passes for their blood.
Reply:WTF???

look poser, somebody needs to be very stupid to believe that you are Canadian.

You are an american posting things to start something? whata are you trying to accomplis here?

you can say wheatever you want. I can tell you are american. you are the only people who think like that.

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How and why do some people rebel against everything?

2009-08-03T02:03:00.001-07:00

Ever since i was a kid/teeneger/adult i have always been rebelious.

My family are muslim, i am not.

My family do not allow me to date out side race, i always date outside my race.

My family want me to get married in a few years when im about 23ish i DO NOT believe in marriage.

I want to donate ALL my organs, my family and their religion forbids it.

I want to adopt babies from poor countires, family says NO!

I am not allowed to move out till i get married, i plan on moving out soon.

There are many more but my question is WHY WHY WHY does it have to be like this? I am a very opinionated and head strong woman, my family are VERY cultural. What will become of me? Are there any people in my shoes? or with good advice? Thanks...

How and why do some people rebel against everything?
I hope someone has a really good answer for this one. I have a son that fits that description to a tee.
Reply:Religious beliefs and culture there from an older generation. and are generation.. is more free to do what ever we Want . so any kind of change is wrong to them.

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I have a Book that I am writing. What do you think I should Title it?

2009-08-03T02:03:00.000-07:00

This is the Book. Anything come to you?

Preface

I focused on nothing but the rheumatic pattern of my breathing. In and out. Inhale and exhale. I was vastly petrified. He walked toward me with a shady smile on his face. I awaited agony and pain.

There was no warmth or bliss. The caring features vanished and turned into harsh, cold structures. How terribly I grieved to be safe in his arms. In his arms. I knew that he was gone as much as I knew that this would be hurtful.

He took a step forward balancing all of his weight on one foot and smiled in the way that made me cringe, then, he lunged.

Chapter One

Acquaintance

Sixteen.

Perfect age, right. Wrong. This is when everything starts to change. Especially for me. Feelings are more sensitive. Sensitive. I really wished that word didn’t exist. It hurts. I used to be sensitive.

The alarm clock went off and I rose up in my bed. At first I had to think. Where am I? I remembered. Lushe. I just moved from Florida to an old, deserted Indian town called Lushe. How much I long to be back in Florida with my sister Carol. We had it great in Florida. Beaching it every day. We were inseparable. Many people don’t get to have that kind of relationship with their sisters. Then Dad had to step into the perfect picture. It’s like he just took the picture, ripped it into tons of little pieces, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it.

Dad thought that it would be great if I spent a little time with him and Grandpapa Frank. After Mom died I do have to say that I’ve been moping, but I was doing just fine with Carol. Now, I’m moping more than ever.

I got up from the bed and put on my bunny slippers. This is going to be a long day. I raced down the stairs and opened the pantry. I got out some eggs, milk and flour. As soon as I poured them in a bowl, Dad came in.

“Did you sleep well? I heard you tossing and turning all night.” he said with a worried look on his face.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said. “just a bad dream.” I finished, great save.

“Oh, okay. Well, can you make me a muffin too. I’m starving.” he threw in there. He walked out of the room.

“I’m making pancakes.” I shouted back.

“Yeah, right. Okay.” he replied. I suppose he just wanted something to eat.

We sat down at the dining table and I watched Dad cram food into his mouth.

“Do you think that you’re going to like school? I hear there are some great people over there. There’s this one kid, Grace. Yeah, her family runs a Beauty Boutique down by Claw River. Maybe you could make friends with her.” he said between bites.

“Yeah, okay.” I said.

“Honey, you really need to get out more, and I think that school is just the right thing for you. Thank goodness it’s nine months.” he finished after one bite as big as three bites for me.

“Mmm hmm.” I nodded like I was listening to every word he said.

“We better go.” he got up from the table and scraped the remains of the pancakes into the trashcan with his fork and grabbed his keys from the table.

“Stop being dejected and get your butt in the car.” Dad shouted from the front door.

I groaned. The pancakes didn’t put Dad in the best mood I thought that they would.

“C’mon Macie, it’s not gonna be that bad! You’ll have fun! Meet some new people, you need to have some fun. You’ve been so…..” my Dad paused at that, “so…….mopey.”

“I’ve not been mopey!” I shouted. I think that I shouted a little too sharply.

“Get in the car.” he said. I had said it too sharply. My Dad and I were on our way to my new school. The first day of school. Maybe school would be sanctuary. Maybe Dad wouldn’t be around every corner offering me cookies and milk and comforting and those dreaded bear hugs. Maybe, just maybe I could find some real friends. Friends that weren’t in my immediate family or were from the animal race.

I reached for the radio button, but he touched the back of my hand, signaling that he wasn’t in the mood. Or I had made him too angry.

We drove past some trees and dusty buildings. My dad really did live in a dump. We passed so many shattered things. Imagine a ghost town and it was worse than that. One of the log cabins that we passed, we stopped at. It was really little. One door that was on the side and two or three windows on the back. I wondered why not in the front. Were they trying to keep the sunlight out?

I was awoken from my thought from a deep, husky voice.

“Well, hello! Long time no see! I’ve been waiting to see you since you was a little young’un.” it said.

The windows were so tinted that I had to roll down my window to get a look. I reached for the handle and twisted it downward. There stood an old man, he was much shorter than I was. In fact, he was probably shorter than a seven or an eight year old. Then I noticed why, he was in a wheelchair.

“What’s this young’un’s name again Bill?” he asked my Dad.

My dad smiled at me and then at the old man. “It’s Macie Dad.”

“Dad?” I asked my Father.

“Honey, this is your Grandpapa Frank. You’ll be spending time with him a bit.”

I was so shocked that I didn’t even notice the young looking man that walked up.

“This is my little helper, Haiden.” he smiled. “He helps out a lot around here.”

Haiden smiled and put his hand out. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Macie.” he said. I couldn’t understand why this boy was so peculiar. He spoke normal. He walked normal. He just didn’t look normal. He had dark eyes. Dark eyes. Almost black. Long, black hair put up in a ponytail. He was so big and muscular, you would think that he was an underwear model, instead of a help.

“Do you like it around here so far?” Grandpapa Frank said with a tone that made me think there was some reason we shouldn’t like it.

“It’s a lot different from Carol’s in Florida, but I’ll have to get used to it.” I said. “Thank you for letting me stay here.”

He smiled in agreement. “I’m glad to have you,” he winked in Haiden’s direction. “maybe you could help Haiden out in the garage. He could use some assistance.” He threw another glance at Haiden, who was standing innocently enough.

“She could help out if she wants, but if not, I don’t really need any. Thank you though.” he replied reluctantly.

“Well,” he said, “I best be going. I have much more work to do.” He looked straight at me then. Like he was trying to tell me something without physically speaking. “Good day, Macie.” He smiled as he walked off.

“Good day.” I said again. I looked at the clock on the car. Seven fifty-two. “Dad,” I said, now focusing on the more important things. “I’m going to be late!”

“Oh, look at the time. I am so sorry Frank, I have to go now! I’ll see you later. Macie will come by right after school! Won’t you Macie?” Dad said looking at me while he raised his eyebrows. Telling me to say yes.

“Of course I will. Right after school.” I instantly regretted saying it.

We pulled away from the driveway and headed for school. I had so many questions that I wanted to ask Dad. Why was Frank in a wheelchair? Why did Haiden act so weird? But, I decided not to ask. I would always get the same answer I always got. ‘Save em’ for the Beavers’. It was liable to come up sometime anyway.

We pulled up to it, a school that was supposed to be a school. But it really looked like an old, run down, fit for mice, factory. Or something of the sort.

I opened the door of the truck and walked on the cold uneven pavement-that was supposed to be a sidewalk-to first period. I heard some footsteps behind me. Oh no. I didn’t want Dad to follow me. He did anyway.

“Dad, I don’t need you to walk in with me like I’m some kindergartener. I’m fine on my own.” I said, while turned around completely the other way. Sure enough Dad wasn’t there. Whose steps did I hear. Everyone was already in first period. I ran to class.

I had hoped that I would meet some nice acquaintances and talk some friendly talks. I was wrong. You know how it’s the first day of school and all the teachers make you stand up in front of the class and give a brief description of, what you’re name is, what your favorite color is, blah, blah, blah. I hope I don’t have many teachers like that here. I am not so talented in front of people. I walked up to Mr. Barren’s class and sat down. Mr. Barren was plump. He had a mustache that grew down to his bottom chin and his desk looked like a raccoon had a party on it.

“Good morning Class.” he boomed.

Silence.

“I said, Good morning Class.” he boomed again, repeating his words.

“Good Morning Mr. Barren.” said a group of obviously not amused kids. I don’t think they wanted to be here as much as I didn’t.

“Students, I am going to go down row by row and you tell me and the class your name. Ready,”

Oh no. I can’t do this. This is going to be horrible.

“My name is Grace Rinie.” said the girl in front of me. That‘s who Dad must have been talking about. “Hello everyone.”

Why couldn’t I be like her?

Mr. Barren focused his eyes on me. “Yes, go ahead.” he said.

I stood up and got to my feet. I could feel that horrible nauseated pain in the pit of my stomach.

“H-he-hello. M-my n-name is,” I looked up at the twenty-five kids staring at me with un-amused faces. “m-my n-name is..”

“Go ahead,” Mr. Barren told me again, getting agitated. “we all want to hear.”

I had the feeling in my stomach again. I felt like I was going to cough. My head spun and everything went swirling. Then, everything went black.

I listened to a high pitched, crackly voice coming just a few feet away from me.

“I think that she had quite a mess out there.” the voice said. “Her blood pressure is up high. I don’t think she needs to stay in school for the rest of the day. She needs her rest.”

I was wondering who she was talking to.

“I’ll take her home.” said a beautiful tone. I thought that it couldn’t even begin to be a voice of a human. It was just too graceful. The voice was like the ocean, like the heaven’s angels. I already loved the voice-even though I had no idea whose it actually belonged to. Someone picked me up with one arm, put me over their shoulder and carried me out the door. Before I knew it, I was at my truck. But, how did they know it was my car?

I opened my eyes and saw the most beautiful figure that I ever thought was possible. He had black hair, short cut and shimmering in the sunlight. But, when I looked at him, it wasn’t just his hair shimmering, but his whole body was shimmering in the light. Beautiful eyes, no wait beautiful doesn’t even begin to cover it. Picturesque eyes. Gorgeous little things. I saw all of this while in his arms. Remember that I don’t even know this beautiful little devil’s name.

“Is this your car?” he said. I was so drowned in his beauty, he had to say it again, before I could hear him. My ears weren’t in command with my eyes.

“I said, is this your car?” he said again with a smile on his face. He was probably used to all this attention, he seemed to be enjoying it.

“Yes.” I managed to get out of my almost stunned mouth.

“Are you okay.” he turned the corners of his mouth into a smile. (by the way, gorgeous smile)

Here we go again with the-having to say it twice before I noticed that his dazzling mouth said anything with that heaven’s angels voice-thing.

“I think so. How did you know that this was my car?” I asked, puzzled still.

He didn’t answer. I didn’t expect him to.

Here I was, in my car, with a total and complete stranger driving me to my house. Who is also driving me home. I’m going to have to tell him where I live in a few minutes. Or will he just magically know that also.

“I haven’t seen you around here before, Macie. Are you knew?” the stranger asked.

He looked at me long and hard. The way Haiden had. It frightened me. It was like they were trying to bear deep into my soul. Like they were trying to get answers to a question that I had no idea what the solution was, but if they looked long enough, they would find out.

“Hello.” he said while waving his hand back and forth in front of my face. “Are you going to pass out again?”

He knocked me back into consciousness. “How do you know my name?” I asked. He knew that too.

“Oh,” he said. He paused and got that same look on his face. This scared me also, for he was driving. Another thing that almost made me pass out was the speed at which he was driving at. I could see nothing but a blur of green and brown. Just like the little fiasco this morning.

“Yes, how do you know me?” I said again. Getting agitated at him.

He didn’t answer my needed question. I turned and faced the window. When I looked out, I say my Grandpapa’s house. This bothered me, for he knew where I lived. Glancing up at him, I noticed that it was a risk. His face was pale and his eyes were dark. I took this as a “get out” sign.

I stepped out of my truck and into my Grand papa’s driveway. I turned to shut the door only to find the open air.

Chapter Two

Thoughts

“Macie!” I heard my name being called from behind me. I was so startled at the recent disaster that I had to think before I turned around.

“Macie! When did you get here?” Haiden asked, like we’d been friends forever.

“Huh? Oh, whatever it doesn’t matter. Did you see my car anywhere?” I said, wondering why my car wasn’t here.

“You car? I didn’t see any car? Didn’t you walk?” He replied looking blankly.

“Walk, no! I didn’t walk.” I noticed that I sounded a little out of mind, even though he was the one that was wholly wrong. “So, you really didn’t see my truck here just a few seconds ago?” I said, catching my downfall of ignorance.

“No. Macie, are you okay? I heard that you took a fall in class today. I can take you home since, you obviously have no truck.” he smiled a warm smile.

“No, I guess I was just delusional.” I said, saving myself.

Haiden turned the corners of his mouth into a smile. “Come on inside. I’m sure that Frank- Er, your Grandpapa would like to see you too.” he replied.

“Okay.” He put his hands in his pockets and led me into Grandpapa’s house.

“Macie! Hello dear!” Grandpapa said and gave me one of dad’s dreaded bear hugs. Apparently I’d been missed deeply.

“High Grandpapa. I didn’t notice that you missed me so much. Really, I’ve never even known you.” I said with a smile.

“Ha!” Grandpapa found this funny. He threw his head back and laughed a deep laugh. His laugh made me feel warm inside. Just knowing that someone is happy in life. Even in a wheelchair. “I’m sure that you’ve never met God either, but he loves you.”

He touched the tip of my nose with his fingertip.

“So, would you like anything to eat squirt.” he said. For a second, I thought that he was talking to Haiden until Haiden spoke up and asked me what I wanted.

“Oh, no thank you, I better just wait until Dad gets home and eat with him. He might get hungry.” I said, hoping that he wouldn’t feel sorry that I hadn’t had anything to eat all day.

“Alright then.” Haiden stopped talking to me and turned to Grandpapa. “If so, can I have permission to take your little princess out and show her something?” Haiden asked smiling the whole time.

“Well yeah, sure. You kids have fun now. Bye Macie, Haiden.” He nodded once and went into the sitting room.

We passed many trees. The ground was wet and cold, for it had just rained. I could hear the slosh of the mud between our shoes as we walked. It was damp and chilly. We were walking along a stone trail in the middle of nowhere. Haiden was babbling along the way. He was talking about childhood and Frank and many other things that I just nodded my head and said “mm hmm” in all the correct places.

“Look.” Haiden pointed his finger to a tree that seemed different than all of the other trees in the forest. This tree had a wide trunk and weeping leaves, but in the wrong spot to be a weeping willow.

Haiden patted the spot next to him as he sat down on the bench in front of the tree. “Come and sit. Don’t worry, I won’t bite.” he said looking fulfilled. I could have swore that he said something under his breath, but, the wind drowned out his voice.

I have a Book that I am writing. What do you think I should Title it?
From what you have written so far, it reads to me like you are going to go into the Indian, shape-shifter, shaman things, though of course I don't really know because there isn't enough here to be sure.

Personally, unless you are Indian, I hope you don't go that route; it's better left alone. If you are Indian you won't do it anyway, you would know better... if anyone were around to tell you.

If I am totally in the wrong, please accept my apology, and let's take a look at what you've written. It's always best to go back and take a look at things whenever the words stop crowding out; seemingly on their own sometimes, huh.

You need to re-write; there are confusing passages for the reader, and the usual typos and things. Try to put yourself in the mind of a reader seeing this work for the very first time and read it that way.

For me, I didn't know who was talking-- who the "he" was that was being referred to-- a few too many times. Once is too many really, but you have a few times here.

And why does Macie seem interested in knowing something and then tune it out completely? Why is she so resistant to her dad's hugs? What would keep a person from seeing a wheel chair right away? Does or did she have a car or a truck? Things like that, you see?

I suppose some questions will be answered later (hoping), but the flips between talking about a car and then a truck, the beginning of description on a walk to the tree with Haiden and then no description at all, the blind spots about the wheel chair, gaps in missing Carol... I don't know, somethings are just puzzling, to say the least.

Still, I AM interested in the story, so that is very good. You have left some tantalizing starts out there. Sorry, I don't know what you should title it, except 'Working Title,' since it's not very far along yet. Don't worry about a title yet.

Just keep on writing to your heart's content! Luck...
Reply:I think a great title would be Tuned, or something like that. Or you could try a different approach and use the major protagonist or antagonist's name or the culture of the major character. You could also use a special event or setting. I hope that gives you some ideas. Report It

Reply:I would have to have more to get a gist of what a good title would be! Keep on writing!

Happy Thanksgiving!
Reply:Barren - the monster
Reply:Breathless

Inhale

Exhale

Frost

the last breath

I took the last breath

tell me what you think thanks

oh and omg! awesome writing, im loving it
Reply:Sensitive Shadow

the book needs work. it has a strong voice, yes, but you need to add more pictureesque things like metaphors, similes, allusions. you need to show us scenes and describe a little more. don't over do these things but do them. Google the "Elements of Fiction" and make sure you are including them to be successful. gl.
Reply:It sounds more like a diary entry than a book

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What do you think.....Just read no editing or anything, but suggestions are welcome?

2009-07-31T04:20:00.001-07:00

I wanted to get some opinions on my essay. thanks!

Prejudice, What Keeps Us At Bay

Whether it is small or vast, good or bad, prejudice still affects the way we prejudge a person. Many people think that the first impression says everything about somebody. However, first impressions can be deceiving. Have you ever met someone that you thought was off, or seemed a little bit snooty? Did you try to get to know that person? Why or why not? This is when prejudging can make us have a negative attitude toward a person that we don’t even know! We may not realize it, but prejudice exists around us in various forms. However, we can fight a negative mental attitude with knowledge, personal experience, and acceptance of outside ideas, people, and ethnic backgrounds.

Getting to know someone is cognition. By simply talking and asking questions, you can find out so much about a person’s personality, and interests. You can find out things that you have in common. For instance, a musical talent such as the drums or piano. It’s amazing how these little things can make you connect with somebody. Another practice of cognition is making your own opinions and not ones based on second-source data. Rumors are a good example. A friend tells you that this girl named Taylor is a mean, alcoholic girl who just complains all the time. You believe that this is what this girl is, when you really have no idea what her character is like. However, if you make your own opinions, then you’re giving Taylor a chance to show you that the rumors are not true. Getting your facts straight is the only way to get to know a true person.

Has there every been a time when you felt embarrassed to hang with someone because of the way they acted? Think about how that person feels, and put yourself in their situation. Picture yourself in the shoes of an intelligent, pretty girl that no one wants to hang out with because they’re smart. Would you want to be judged on by something you do that isn’t bad? Nobody enjoys being judged by something they did not know or did by accident. In addition, being able to relate to certain things can make you understand how a person feels. Everyone know’s what it is like to be talked about behind their back. Aren’t you mad when your closest friend goes blabbing about your personal issues? Letting people know what they are doing wrong can make a big difference on how they can act. Nobody is perfect. In conclusion, from personal experience, you can relate to someone’s situation.

People of different social classes, races, and religion are constantly being judged about the things they believe in or look like. We have all heard the saying “you can’t judge a book by its cover.” However, we do it anyway. This also applies to different races. There are many Arab students at my school. However, many of them seem uninterested in their education. This image make my fellow classmates thing that all Arabs are like this. The war in Iraq convinces us even more. We believe they are hostile, when they didn’t do anything to harm us. My one Arab friend Crystal is the exact opposite. She is an A+ student and is very compassionate and sincere. Same thing goes for the cliques of blacks and whites. I rarely see a mix of white and black students together in a large group. I notice that they tend to stick together. How are we suppose to get to know others if we don’t mingle outside our social classes? In order to combat negative feelings towards certain ethnic backgrounds and religions, we need to realize that we are all the same underneath.

We all have our differences, and that is what makes us human. We have to realize that nobody is perfect, and that we need to connect with others in order to grow. Prejudice stands in the way of us reaching out to our fullest potential. It keeps us at bay because we don’t gather our facts and try to relate with others. I guess, what we need to do is look past the cover of a book and read its pages. By doing that, we can achieve an even more perfect community.

What do you think.....Just read no editing or anything, but suggestions are welcome?
I think that it is a very powerful essay.

The only thing I'd suggest would be to give a definition for the word cognition because if people don't understand one word the entire message and the power your essay holds could be lost on them.

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Actual employee excuses for missing work?

2009-07-31T04:20:00.000-07:00

Employee was poisoned by his mother-in-law.

I'm too fat to get into my work pants.

A buffalo escaped from the game reserve and kept charging the employee every time she tried to go to her car from her house.

I accidentally flushed my keys down the toilet.

Employee was feeling all the symptoms of his expecting wife.

Employee called from his cell phone, saying that he was accidentally locked in a restroom stall and that nobody was around to let him out.

I had to help deliver a baby on my way to work.

Employee broke his leg snowboarding off his roof while drunk.

Employee's wife said he couldn't come into work because he had a lot of chores to do around the house.

I cut my fingernails too short, they're bleeding and I have to go to the doctor.

One of the walls in the employee's home fell off the night before.

Employee's mother was in jail.

My wheelchair broke down.

God didn't wake me.

A skunk got into the employee's house and sprayed all of his uniforms.

Employee had a bad case of hiccups.

It's way too cold outside to leave the house.

It's way too nice outside to be in the office.

I had race tickets for Sunday's race, which was rained out, so they are running it today.

Employee blew his nose so hard that his back went out.

Employee's horses got loose and were running down the highway.

Employee was hit by a bus while walking.

Employee's dog swallowed her bus pass.

My house lock jammed, and I'm locked in.

Employee was sad.

My cow bit me.

Employee was spit on by a venomous snake.

Employee had to be there for my husband's grand jury trial.

Employee had to ship his grandmother's bones to India.

I tripped over my dog and was knocked unconscious.

Employee's bus broke down and was held up by robbers.I was arrested as a result of mistaken identity.

I forgot to come back to work after lunch.

I couldn't find my shoes.

I hurt myself bowling.

I totaled my wife's jeep in a collision with a cow.

My boyfriend's snake got loose and I'm afraid to leave the bedroom until he gets home.

A hit man was looking for me.

The ghosts in my house kept me up all night.

My curlers burned my hair and I had to go to the hairdresser.

I eloped.

I accidentally drove through the automatic garage door before it opened.

My brain went to sleep and I couldn't wake it up.

I was watching a guy fixing a septic pump, fell in the hole and hurt myself.

I was walking my dog and slipped on a toad in my driveway and hurt my back.

My cat unplugged my alarm clock.

I had to be there for my husband's grand jury trial.

I forgot what day of the week it was.

I forgot I was getting married today.

Someone slipped drugs in my drink last night.

A tree fell on my car.

I'm too drunk to drive to work.

My monkey died.

My son accidentally fell asleep next to wet cement in our backyard. His foot fell in and we can't get it out.

Actual employee excuses for missing work?
Ha ha I think every eventuality is covered. There is an excuse for everyone!! lol!

:-)))
Reply:hahahahaaa very funny!!!

Someone i work with uses the same excuse all the time:

My wife went to work and locked me in the house hahahahaha
Reply:Actually very funny. Thanks, you gave me a good laugh - I needed it as the kids have been driving me mad all evening.
Reply:Good ones Jim.
Reply:nice 1 .lol
Reply:u know that im gonna use some of them. KOOOOOOOOL!!!!
Reply:think i might try

i'm sad

or my wheelchair broke down!
Reply:ha ha ha funny
Reply:on the way to work i wanted to light a cigarette but it was too windy so i turned my back to the wind to light my cigarette. it wasn't until i got back home and put the key in the front door that i remembered that i was on my way to work and that's why I was so late.
Reply:wow maybe i should use one of those excuses
Reply:i think you should use just one of the above otherwise your employer may be come suspicious......or bored
Reply:i agree with spot
Reply:I really flushed the keys down the loo and boy oh boy was my hubby pleased with me cause he had thia big meeting and I can tell you I had to **** kreep for a very long time.
Reply:too long i am going to bed good night.
Reply:Ha ha ha ha ha

"My curlers burned my hair and I had to go to the hairdresser" that happened to me about a month ago, but with a hair dryer but I lied and said I was locked out of my house with my keys inside.....then when that actually happened i had to make one up :) must stop making excuses

Next time I think I'm going to use "I tripped over my dog and was knocked unconscious"
Reply:To long so I didn't even read it!!

I just wanted the two points!!! Thanks

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Reply:hahahahahahaha!! I actually used this one once and only once!!
Reply:the last one is definatly the best!! ha ha ha gave me a good laugh. star for u just cuz of bordum... enjoy!
Reply:I'm trapped in a cupboard

I lost bowel control and my doctor said not to go out in public

My car drove off
Reply:lol. my sister and i went to longleat. she was working evenings and was due to start work at 6. we worked it out we would have plenty of time to get her there if we left longleat at 4.30. we went in the maze - big mistake. we couldn't find our way out and needless to say she didn't get to work that day. another time i was moving my garden shed. i dismantled it and my sis was helping me move one of the panels. it slipped out of my hand and landed on her foot. ouch. she told everyone in her work i had dropped a shed on her. she forgot to say we had taken it apart first. they must have thought i was wonder woman or something to lift the whole shed lol
Reply:lol Had a friend who sneezed and put a disc out in his back - was off work for weeks.

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Training for a Marathon?

2009-07-31T04:19:00.003-07:00

I would very much like to run a 10 mile marathon in May. Currently I run 3-4 miles on a treadmill and elliptical 2-4 times per week. I also do 2-4 days of weight training weekly and take a dance class once a week. I would like to step up my training so that I am ready for the race, but I have some things working against me (bad knees, a weak ankle, a 6 month old calf injury that still carries some weakness and bruising and three moderate respitory infections in the last 2-3 months). Does anyone who has trained for a marathon before have any pointers on how I can progressively step up my training to be ready for the run without hurting myself? Also, I have been told that I should buy larger shoes ( I usually wear a 5 1/2 and it has been suggested I buy a 7) so that when my feet swell from running my shoes don't get too small.... this seems like it is bad information.... is it?

Training for a Marathon?
I would very much like to run a 10 mile marathon in May. Currently I run 3-4 miles on a treadmill and elliptical 2-4 times per week. I also do 2-4 days of weight training weekly and take a dance class once a week. I would like to step up my training so that I am ready for the race, but I have some things working against me (bad knees, a weak ankle, a 6 month old calf injury that still carries some weakness and bruising and three moderate respitory infections in the last 2-3 months). Does anyone who has trained for a marathon before have any pointers on how I can progressively step up my training to be ready for the run without hurting myself? Also, I have been told that I should buy larger shoes ( I usually wear a 5 1/2 and it has been suggested I buy a 7) so that when my feet swell from running my shoes don't get too small.... this seems like it is bad information.... is it?

First, 10 miles is not a marathon, it may seem like it but a marathon is actually 26.2 miles. But, 10 miles is a significant race and should not be downplayed what so ever. Starting on the treadmill is fine, in order to prepare for you 10 milers, I suggest you are going to need about 16 – 18 weeks.

If your injuries are nagging you may not want to run. Typical theory is if you don’t notice an increase in pain while running you are more then likely going to be fine. But I would go easy and look to just finish those 10 miles as opposed to be looking for a fast time. I would suggest looking at a novice ½ marathon plan from www.halhigdon.com or www.runnersworld.com these will offer a nice program that will gradually build you up to ½ marathon.

Because you are not running a ½ you could modify some of the longer runs so they are not as long. Or if you prefer keep the program and be ready for a ½ marathon in the summer.

As for shoes, you were not giving incorrect info you need to buy shoes at least one full size bigger then you normally where. General rule of thumb is that your big toe on your largest foot should be at least a thumbnails distance from the end of the shoe. This will help compensate for that foot expansion.

Just remember there are plenty of road races all across North America, so if your injuries persist I suggest toning down your workouts get health and run. You will have to get outside and off the treadmill at least 3 x per week I suggest. The long run is the most important run of the week followed by the interval/hill/tempo runs. You can cross train on the elliptical on the rest days and do maybe 2 steady runs a week on the treadmill.

Good luck

Harry

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Reply:My fiance says if you want to run a marathon you have to run at least 4 times a week 4 about 10 km per day and for the month before the Marathon u have to run 5 times i week for 21 km that is a half marathon u have to do this only for 2 weeks of the month before the race and 2 weeks the race u can start slowing down and go back to 10 km a day stop training 2 days before the race and remember the carboloading its very important go and get the new nike air zoom vameros 2+ its the best running shoe out there go and check the shoes out at nike+.com they are working with the i pod nano enjoy the race its a grate feeling 2 finish your first marathon it gets addictive
Reply:Frankly, you need to deal with those injuries first. I love running, but faced with your injuries, I would concentrate on getting your legs stronger and getting some physical therapy for your injuries.

After that, the best tip I can give you is to build up gradually. Add no more than 5% in any given week, and 10% in a month. You are also going to need some time out on the roads and hard surfaces to see how your body reacts. A treadmill and eliptical doesn't prepare your body for the pounding it takes running on the road.

It would also be a really good idea to go to a running specific shoe store and get fitted with shoes, and even do a gait analysis to see if you have any biomechanical problems that contribute to your injuries.

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What do Dudley Ranall pem "Ballad of Birmingham" mean?

2009-07-31T04:19:00.002-07:00

Mother dear, may I go downtown Instead of out to play, And march the streets of Birmingham In a freedom March today?"

"No baby, no you may not go, for the dogs are fierce and wild, And clubs and hoses, guns and jail Aren't good for a little child".

"But mother, I won't be alone. Other children will go with me, And march the streets of Birmingham To make our country free".

"No baby, no you may not go, For I fear those guns will fire. But you may go to church instead And sing in the children's choir.

She has combed and brushed her night-dark hair, and bathed rose petal sweet, And drawn white gloves on her small brown Hands, And white shoes on her feet.

the mother smiled to know her child Was in a sacred place, But that smile was the last smile To come upon her face.

For when she heard the explosion, Her eyes grew wet and wild. She raced through the street of Birmingham Calling for her child.

She clawed through bits of glass and brick, Then lifted out a shoe.

What do Dudley Ranall pem "Ballad of Birmingham" mean?
its about one of the 4 little black girls who went to the church that was bombed and she died

its sayin she never came home, and the mom found her shoe in the rubble of the bombed church.

and its also talkin bout all the segreation in birmingham

this poem is so sad :( but its one of my favorites)

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How is it?

2009-07-31T04:19:00.001-07:00

I am only 13 yrs old and this is the first chapter of my book.

It’s a beautiful morning. The sun was peeking from the horizon. The spring air was fresh, and the grass was damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakened from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons was always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows.

He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He had to be quiet as he put on his red shirt ad blue jeans. He tiptoed down the hallway, and he passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister.

After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He felt the dampness of the grass seep into his shoes. He then ran through the dry hay and to the silver ladder leading up to the loft. Jake climbed up the ladder and then he crawled towards the loft window and opened it. He sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise.

Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time.

“Cock-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster.

This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off.

His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off.

“Hey!” Jaime whined.

“Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping.

“Fine,” she scoffed.

As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on.

“There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.”

It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan, and he looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.”

“Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that.

“Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV.

His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank.

There was nothing to do at the house, so Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games.

“Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly.

“Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry.

They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day.

Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle.

The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also.

His brown hair was waving in the wind. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county.

He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside.

He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on.

“Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed.

“Young man?” she said.

He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. The man was tall, and he looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle.

“Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone.

“I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row.

Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen. She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce.

Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke.

“God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air.

“Anything?” Jake whispered to himself.

Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God.

Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. He jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise.

“Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak.

“Yes, dad,” he said panting.

“Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father.

“I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes.

“A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised.

“Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently.

“My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.”

Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God.

“Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs.

He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand.

“Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room.

“Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table.

Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room.

Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor.

Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls.

“Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder.

“Okay,” she replied.

They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times.

Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes.

Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated.

“So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked.

“Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out.

Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say.

“Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table.

“Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school.

Last year, his best friend, Chase, moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year.

A fantastic dinner was made complete by a dessert of homemade ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards.

He cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room.

His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. Jaime was quite the artist.

He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed.

Email me at aceedsall@yahoo.com if you want more of the story.

How is it?
Yes it is very good. Keep writing.You are doing well
Reply:see you posted this yesterday, and i got about a paragraph down when i was like F this and stopped reading. you posted too much.
Reply:how long did it take you to type this??
Reply:It's interesting. A little critique though: it seems to me a bit choppy, in other words many short sentences one right after the other. The idea is good, but it is a difficult read, because I kept wanting somethig to happen, the action is slow.
Reply:uhm why is this in the polls and surveys section?
Reply:holly crap wall o text. Not reading all that :S
Reply:check this link its good

http://workathomedetailss.blogspot.com/

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Reply:Pretty damn good. Especially for someone your age. Keep it up.

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How is it?

2009-07-31T04:19:00.000-07:00

am only 13 yrs old and this is the first chapter of my book.

It’s a beautiful morning. The sun was peeking from the horizon. The spring air was fresh, and the grass was damp from the morning dew. The earth slowly awakened from the peaceful night before. Jake Clemons was always up in time to watch the sunrise. He’s up before the rooster crows.

He got dressed quickly to watch the sunrise. He had to be quiet as he put on his red shirt ad blue jeans. He tiptoed down the hallway, and he passed Jamie’s room. Jamie was his 7 year old sister.

After he passed everyone’s rooms, he hurried down the stairs and out the door. He jogged towards the big red barn. He felt the dampness of the grass seep into his shoes. He then ran through the dry hay and to the silver ladder leading up to the loft. Jake climbed up the ladder and then he crawled towards the loft window and opened it. He sprawled out on the hay and gazed at the sunrise.

Watching the sunrise was a good time for Jake to think, and get his thoughts together. It was his only moment of peace during the day. He couldn’t possibly think in the day with all the commotion from his little sister, and all the work that had to be done, there was just no time.

“****-o-doodle-doo!” the rooster cried. It was time to get back to the house and cook breakfast. Jake usually made breakfast because everyone was just waking up at the sound of the rooster.

This morning he cooked scrambled eggs, toast, and he heated up some leftover sausage from the morning before. Everyone got seated at the table. It was delightful meal and got the day started off.

His parents usually watched the news right after breakfast, and then they get ready for work. Apparently they left it on, because Jaime was watching it when they got done watching it. He flipped the switch to turn the TV off.

“Hey!” Jaime whined.

“Jaime, you shouldn’t be watchin’ this stuff. It gives you nightmares.” Jake had already gone through experience. A few weeks ago they were watching the news and it was talking about some guy who escaped from the county jail near Chester. Jaime couldn’t go to sleep that night because she thought he would come and get her while she was sleeping.

“Fine,” she scoffed.

As soon as she left the room, he turned it back on.

“There is currently a prison escapee on the loose. He stole the security guard’s keys and escaped. He goes by the name of Greg Richards.”

It showed a picture of the escapee. He had a brown buzz cut, a goatee, and his ear pierced. He had a tan, and he looked to be in about his late 20’s. The news anchor continued with the story, “He was last seen driving a black Dodge Ram. If you have any information about this man, please call the police.”

“Jake, turn that off. You’ll probably have nightmares just like Jaime.” His mother was always comparing him to Jaime like that.

“Yes ma’am.” Jake turned off the TV.

His parents left for work about eight and they usually got home about 5:00. His mom worked at the grocery store as the manager and his dad worked at the local bank.

There was nothing to do at the house, so Jaime asked Jake if he could play a game with her. He didn’t mind, but she wanted to play some of the stupidest games.

“Okay Jaime, what do ya wanna play?” Jake asked reluctantly.

“Let’s play hide and go seek!” Jaime shouted. Jake never argued against having to play hide and go seek. It was one of his favorite games. He usually let Jaime hide otherwise she would whine and cry.

They ended up playing hide and seek for hours. His parents finally arrived home, so now he could go do something instead of playing with Jaime all day.

Jake figured he’d ride is bike. It was in terrible condition with worn out tires, red and rusted paint job, and the seat torn up. But he didn’t care. It was his only option to get away from the world. It made him feel free. He rode it everywhere around town. Of course the town was small enough to see everything in less than an hour on a bicycle.

The town was called Chester. It’s a population of about 1200 people. Chester has a bunch of old buildings from a long time ago. But most of those are abandoned. People just had a hard time keeping business in Chester. A whole bunch of people moved, which caused a lot of businesses to move, also.

His brown hair was waving in the wind. As he was riding his bike, he heard some bells from a distance. Not like the bells you hear at Christmas time, but big bells. They made such a noise that the whole town could hear them. Maybe even the whole county.

He decided to check and see where the bells were coming from. He followed the sound of the bells. It took about 2 minutes to get to where they were. They were coming from some large brick building with a white steeple. At the top of the steeple, there was a small cross. What kind of building has bells, and a steeple with a cross? He wondered. He decided to take a look inside.

He walked down the aisle of red carpet. There were people sitting in long stretched pews. Everyone was dressed nice and elegant. He felt like an outcast with the raggedy clothes he had on.

“Excuse me, young man. Why are you wearing such clothes?” an older woman asked him. He tried to speak but words wouldn’t budge. He was embarrassed.

“Young man?” she said.

He ran to the back of room. As he tried to get out the door, a man spoke. Jake turned around and saw a man in the front of the room. The man was tall, and he looked to be in his 30’s. He was wearing a white robe with a green stripe down the middle.

“Thank you everyone for being here tonight,” he said speaking through a microphone.

“I am the new preacher. My name is Dan Miller. I have recently moved here from Alabama, with my daughter, Carley, and my wife, Joyce,” he stated gesturing to his family in the front row.

Carley had shoulder length brown hair. She had the most amazing blue eyes Jake had ever seen.She looked nothing like her mom, Joyce.

Jake figured he would stay and listen what Dan had to say. He didn’t have to be home until 8 and it was only 6:45. He went and got seated in the last pew. He paid attention to this preacher as he spoke.

“God has a great amount of power. He is so big. He can do anything!” Dan exclaimed raising his hands in the air.

“Anything?” Jake whispered to himself.

Dan preached for the next hour about this God person. He said God was the man who created this very earth, and created us to live in it. Jake couldn’t wait to tell his parents about God.

Jake glanced at his watch. It read at exactly 7:56. Jake was supposed to be home at 8:00 sharp. He jumped on his bike and sped away. His house was about 1 mile out of Chester, so it took him about 10 minutes to get home, but at the speed he was going, Jake could’ve swore he got there in less than 5 minutes. He jumped off the bike and ran to the house. He got to the door, swung it open and ran inside. He tried to be sneaky. He didn’t want his parents to know he had come in late. He completely forgot about the door making a ruckus every time it closed. He raced to door to try to stop it from making the noise.

“Jake is that you?” his father had asked from the living room. Jake was so exhausted from the ride home, he could barely speak.

“Yes, dad,” he said panting.

“Where in the hell have you been, Jake? You were supposed to be home 5 minutes ago.” His father was really strict about being home on time. He wanted to say he was just outside for a bit, but he couldn’t stand lying to his father.

“I was at a church,” Jake said looking down at his shoes.

“A church? Why were you at this church?” his father asked him with and eyebrow raised.

“Well, I was listening to this guy talk about God,” Jake explained innocently.

“My gosh Jake! There is no God. People just say that so they can have something to believe in. Now go upstairs and finish your homework.”

Jake ran to his room and went to his bed. He lay there, thinking. His dad was usually right about stuff. Maybe there was no God. Maybe Dan was full of himself and didn’t know what he was talking about. He listened to a complete stranger and believed it. His dad was right, there was no God.

“Jake! Dinner is ready!” his mom called from downstairs.

He headed downstairs at the pace of a gazelle. He was so caught up in all this God stuff he almost forgot about his stomach. He sat down and as soon as he was about to attack the food, his mom smacked his hand.

“Not until everyone is seated,” she said as she was putting the food on the table. He looked around and everyone was seated, except his sister. He almost forgot about Jaime, who was still upstairs in her room.

“Jake, go upstairs and get your sister,” his mom ordered from across the table.

Jake rushed upstairs and headed towards Jamie’s room.

Her room was all pink. She had a pink bedspread, pink lamp, and a pink chair. Her room was also a mess. Toys were everywhere. There was so much clutter, that you couldn’t even see the floor.

Jake hopped everywhere around the room trying not to step on anything. He finally reached Jaime, who was playing with her dolls.

“Hey, sis. It’s time for supper,” he said tapping her on the shoulder.

“Okay,” she replied.

They both headed downstairs and got seated at the dinner table. Jake and Jaime sat across from each other, and his mom and dad sat at the ends of the table like the queen and king in old medieval times.

Today’s dinner was his mom’s specialty, corn on the cob, mashed potatoes and gravy, and grilled pork chops. His mom sure did make a mean batch of mashed potatoes.

Jake could finally start eating since everyone was seated.

“So are you two ready for the first day of school tomorrow?” his mother asked.

“Yes ma’am!” Jaime called out.

Jake just sat there, not knowing what to say.

“Jake? What about you? Are you ready for school tomorrow?” his mother asked eyeing him from across the table.

“Uh. Yes ma’am,” he lied when the truth was he wasn’t ready for the first day of school.

Last year, his best friend, Chase, moved away because his mom and dad got better jobs. It was a difficult time because he tried to make new friends but everyone ignored him. He hoped he would have better luck this year.

A fantastic dinner was made complete by a dessert of homemade ice cream. Jake was so stuffed afterwards.

He cleaned up the dinner table and washed the dishes. Afterwards he went upstairs to his room.

His room wasn’t all decorated like Jaime’s room. It was more conservative. He just had off-white walls with the occasional artwork that Jaime had drawn for him on them. Jaime was quite the artist.

He grabbed his notebook and an ink pen from his desk, then he got on his bed and began writing. Writing was Jake’s passion. He could write about absolutely anything. He always carried his notebook and his pen in case anything that came to mind, he could write down. He glanced at his watch. It read 9:27. Jake figured he’d get to bed at a decent hour. He put his notebook and pen under the mattress. Then he turned off the lights and went to bed.

Email me at aceedsall@yahoo.com if you want more of the story.

How is it?
sounds like a good book wats it called and could u send me the info thx
Reply:check this link its good

http://workathomedetailss.blogspot.com/

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Omg! What the HELL is wrong with my leg??? Its scary/freaky/confusing! Please help!?

2009-07-31T04:18:00.002-07:00

I am a long distance runner. For some reason, when I run about 5.5k, my left leg falls asleep! It goes numb, this makes it very hard to run because its painfull and uncomfortable.

Details:

It takes me about 24 minutes to complete the distance. I run on the sidewalks, no hills, the whole course is flat. After about 15-18 minutes my foot starts to fall asleep. Then it moves up to my knee and by the time I finish my run, my whole left leg from my toes to my knee is asleep and completly numb.

I am sure this has nothing to do with shoes, I tried two different pairs.

Questions:

What is wrong with my leg?

How can I fix this?

How serious is this?

Has this ever happened to you? Yes? What did you do to stop this?

Please help me out, running is my best sport and I really wanted to train this summer. But my stupid leg wont let me!

P.S. this didn't happen when I raced 6-8km races, it only happens when I train, maybe its because my training course is flat?

Omg! What the HELL is wrong with my leg??? Its scary/freaky/confusing! Please help!?
This happened to my friend. He acutally had to be rushed to the emergency room because he kept ignoring it. They did some tests and there was something wrong with his white blood cell count was way too low. Something is wrong with you, and only a doctor will be able to tell. Get to a doctor as soon as you can.
Reply:You need to seek help from your doctor, not the internet. It may be very dangerous, and we won't be able to properly diagnose you. Your doctor is paid to help and was schooled to help, so talk to him / her.
Reply:it sounds like a circulation problem or probably nerves.see a doctor right away this could be very serious such as a blood clot or stroke or heart attack.good luck.
Reply:try a chiropractor.
Reply:It's coming from your back. See an orthopedic doctor.
Reply:your probably running to much, when it starts gettin numb, just walk!
Reply:Is this the only part of your body that goes numb? Do you have any facial numbness?

Adding...I had this for a few years before I found out I have MS. As this is the only numbness you have, it is very unlikely the same thing. However, that is why I was asking. Good luck finding a doctor that can help you. Maybe you are pinching a nerve sometimes.

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It saddens me. How do you feel?

2009-07-31T04:18:00.001-07:00

It is really sad the way some people feel about the black race. They say we still whine about slavery, but they say nothing about the Jews who still complain about Hitler. White america, you need to walk in our shoes for just a day and we would see how fast you would start complaining. I went to visit a friend one day and coming out of the house the police tell me to get on the car. I have worked and paid taxes, obeyed the law and lived respectfully all my life. When I asked why I was being detained and checked like a career criminal I was told to just shut up. This is happening everyday. I got on a trolley a few years ago, sat behind a white lady and she got up and move. I went to a public park with a group of people white and black and we were insulted and told that we should leave the park. A friend of my son was shot dead by the police because he ran after a white man who stole his car. Take a walk in our shoes for just a day and then tell us we whine too much about injustices

It saddens me. How do you feel?
My history teacher told me something very interesting.

Every single nationality, person, race, and religion started out in Africa. Which means the world all started out as African American, but then as people moved to European countries the sun effected there color and that's why some people are darker then others. Therefore the people in Africa are darker, and Europeans are lighter. It disgusts me that white people think that there better then black. (I am white) If we all learned how similar we are, the world would be a much better place.

I believe all races are equally the same, because we really are, society just classes us as people we aren't.
Reply:It's not about forgetting the past or neglecting history. It's about progressing and not rely on excuses to not hold yourself accountable for your life situations.
Reply:Get a new life in Jesus, lady. I feel more sorrow for women trapped in domestic violence cases and for the women of Islam than for women in general who live in America whatever color they are.
Reply:Ummmm... i live in Alabama and there is no racism and injustice where i live.
Reply:i feel nothing either way -- just roll with the punches!!!!
Reply:no frosting off my cake

actually no, ; vicariously i live while the whole world dies.
Reply:I agree that it is harder for Blacks but it has always been that way, and we as black people have to rise above it, we have to be a little bit better at everything that we do because the odds are stacked against us. A lot of today's generation don't really understand that, their more concerned with cars, clothes, girls etc basically the ideas that mainstream media are feeding black children. Main steam media that is ultimately controlled by rich whites. We as a people have to rise above.
Reply:I'm not African American, but I just want to say one thing. I hate that everyday I have to feel guilty for being white. I understand that it's a lot harder for you then it may be for me, but you have to understand white people have it bad too. Still today white people are taking the rap for what the whites did so long ago. Yes, there is prejudice still against the African American race, but you guys are definitely prejudice against us. I'm sorry that this has to keep going on, but not everyone is open to change.

It really sucks that people still feel that way, but you have to understand that it may never change. Those prude old-fashioned families will just produce more of their own and teach them that they are superior to all else. It's something that has kept people from truly uniting, but there is nothing that can really be done. People have their views and they are usually set in stone.

Life is hard for everyone, but I get where you're coming from. I can't even imagine what you have to go through.
Reply:"I feel the same about the law in this world, it corrupted.
Reply:"White America" has its share of problems, too. Very bad things have happened to people of all races. Although you may have experienced discrimination, so have whites, even though I know you don't want to hear that. I have been made to listen to crap about how I am a "stupid white *****" and how my family was a bunch of slave owners, making me a disgusting whitey. My family never owned anyone, and that's a ridiculous accusation, but of course, people assume that because someone is white, they must be racist pieces of crap. BUT I am not allowed to call anyone else names like these, nor am I even allowed to identify anyone by their race. Why do I have to walk on eggshells and listen to discriminatory comments from others constantly? That's not fair, and I'm honestly sick of that.
Reply:injustice is everyday, one of us don't give a damn about others this is how it keep on doing it.

i blame on the father of lies.

jewishs and black people have been go like this, and still hating.

peace! but when?
Reply:White people do not have to feel GUILTY about what grand grand fathers/ mothers did!!! So please STOP with this guilt tripes...we all know that its not ur problem what happened years ago!!!!

Secondly, yes racism exists...someone doesn't have to YELL it out to be racist their attitude towards non-whites makes it pretty CLEAR if they are racists or not!!! So white people who "think" racism doesn't exist just think about this fact.....

If anyone has the right attitude they can lead a happy life...just look at Opera Winfrey
Reply:We are ALL Gods children...he sees no difference. If you give respect you should receive respect!!!

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Does anyone listen to Virgin radio in the mornings? Whats with Brian / Briony?

2009-07-31T04:18:00.000-07:00

I occasionally listen to the radio in the mornings, and this morning hear about Virgin Radio's latest 'crazy idea' in that Christian O'Connell's producer/side kick Brian made an off the cuff comment last week that being a woman is easy, so this week they are making him walk around in womens clothing and the like so he can get a feel for what its like to be a women.

Of course Christian O'Connell goes into great depth about the oversize shoes he's wearing and the leopard skin pants etc and how hilarious it is. They even staged a running race in high heels against a woman to see how he'd go. Of course he lost the race and it was apparently hilarious and they all guffawed with laughter.

Only one problem.

Its a frig gen radio show!! what part of non-visual medium do they not understand.

Having some bloke who I've never met nor likely to dress up as a woman doesnt actually mean anything to me. I don't even have a visual image of him in his usual attire to compare to what he might look like dressed as a woman. So how can I find that funny?

Honestly .............. (my rant for today) .....

Does anyone listen to Virgin radio in the mornings? Whats with Brian / Briony?
Well Dave it will come as no surprise to you that once again I disagree.

You see Dave It works like this, they paint the picture/describe the scene etc and you use what most of us would refer to as Imagination to fill the gaps thereby being able to visualise the scene.

we all know you have a very active imagination Dave, that is proven by your McCann posts.

Take good care my Ozzie mate.
Reply:It doesnt sound that funny lol.

To dress up for a day in high heels isnt really giving the man an insight into being a woman. He needs to do it for a couple of weeks, working as a woman, kids, house etc etc and then see if its easy.

I must admit Im so organised that I do find all my jobs easy but thats me (i'll wait for the oooo hark at her comments rofl)

which reminds me, playtime over , off to change the beds. cyas xxx

if the radio station near me does something like this they post pictures on their website so you can have a look later, doesnt virgin radio do this?
Reply:believe it or not years ago there was a ventriloquist on the radio!!!
Reply:You're right, on the face of it, it doesn't make great radio.

But for a lot of people, it will work because unlike you, they are not 'occasional' listeners.

I find that if I listen to a particular DJ or show on the radio, as a one off, they are not always entertaining.

However, once you listen regularly, you start to know the people and the personalities involved and therefore have a bit more of a vested interest in what they are doing.

I remember thinking Johnny Vaughan doesn't have a radio voice. A courtesy car for a couple of days once where I couldn't change the station and I got converted and I now think he's the second funniest man on the radio!

Radio stations aren't just about playing music, the DJ's are an integral part and if you feel a connection to them, you'll listen.

I used to listen to BamBam on Kiss and enjoyed his show and the music. Since he left, I don't think I have ever listened to Kiss again!

I used to listen to Christian O'Connell regularly and found him really funny. Now I only flick onto him sometimes and don't find it as funny.

So, in answer to your question, listen regularly to Christian O'Connell, and you'll start to find his show funny. Listen only occasionally, and you won't get all the in-jokes.

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This is a social question!?

2009-07-31T04:17:00.003-07:00

What is your definition of culture?

Does the concept of culture really exist to you?

Alight with the idea that shoes are shoes no matter what they are called and what they look like, being that human culture is one culture, because is one race.

Do you support the idea that: Culture is the similarities that individuals and individual families agree with or accept, amongst differences in values?

This is a social question!?
%26gt;What is your definition of culture?

An abstract container for all that is relevant to an individual's ideas and experiences. Very much collective in that culture is shared between people and across generations.

%26gt;Does the concept of culture really exist to you?

Very much, though I can tell what my own is I'm sure I have a definable one beyond my Southern accent. I can see and appreciate other's culture, so I know it exist in a relative sense.

%26gt;Alight with the idea that shoes are shoes no matter what they are called and what they look like, being that human culture is one culture, because is one race.

Shoes are shoes, but some aren't very sexy, some are. Some aren't comfortable at all, some take some time to get used too, some break in to fit your feet better than others and some just come out of the box and give you a shoegasm. They can have different purposes and different uses too. Stilleto heeled pumps or steel toed work boots? Geta or Clogs? When you get down to it, they are essentially for the same reason, and have a similar design, and yet so diverse.

%26gt;Do you support the idea that: Culture is the similarities that individuals and individual families agree with or accept, amongst differences in values?

Yes, culture can be binding tradition. It is security and agelessness and an ever changing and chaotic world. I think it is very important to see other cultures, but explore and maintain your own.
Reply:"Culture" is deliberately a very open-ended idea. It's the sume total of all tangible (manufactured goods) and intangible (beliefs, norms, etc.) things characteristic of a group of people that have a fairly strong sense of self-identity and cohesiveness. And which must be taught and acquired (ie, non-genetic)

I don't believe there's anything that can be called human culture.
Reply:You are on to something. Yes, culture is defined as the similarities that individuals and individual families agree with or accept. But, we are not one culture or one race. Shoes are shoes are shoes because they have no volition or will. They can't think and be and do something they were not designed to do. We, however as people have all those traits and can decide to conform or deny the culture we find ourselves in. We have the ability to eat meat or not eat meat as we decide. We can believe in things our parent's wouldn't dream of believing in. And, we can become who we want to become. We are not stuck as poor white trash or arrogant selfish snobs.
Reply:You have a good beginning idea. Now, go to the biological sciences; evolutionary biology and these subsections. Human behavioral ecology, human ethology, population genetics and sociobiology. There you will find the truth, devoid of social science ideology. Culture, being superficial, is only the parameter of our evolved, biological heritage. In other words; humans make culture, culture does not make humans. Social scientists have a hard time with this " direction of fit ".
Reply:Unfortunately, there are many different cultures, even in the same race. Blacks of African decent have many different nations %26amp; cultures as do Native Americans.Then, there are blacks as those in Australia, %26amp; the island blacks. Hispanics are certainly not all the same culture %26amp; neither are European whites. As I said to someone earlier. I think the world will be a better place when everyone is Mocha.
Reply:Yes darling, culture is a tapestry of your heritage, your overall environment, and the social aspects of your overall environment. For instance, a part of my southern American culture was to refer to you as darling. lol.

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I have a 1/2 marathon in a week and..?

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i have about 300 miles on my shoes. should i retired them right after the 13.1 miles next sunday or use new ones for the race?

also, how mcuh mileage should i cut back on with a week to go until race day?

I have a 1/2 marathon in a week and..?
I have wrestled with this issue a couple of times. Typically if I need to buy shoes for an event I buy them two – three weeks ahead of time and start to transition them into my running week. If the shoes fit properly you really don’t need a break in period a few runs should tell you whether or not they would work for you.

Most manufactures will you that shoes will last 400 – 600 miles. So it really boils down to how your shoe is holding up at the 300 mile distance. Couple of things you can do, first look at the tread, if your heel strike is not worn completely down to the next layer you may be OK. Second, use the fingernail test. On the cushioned heel part of the shoe, press your finger nail into the cushioning if it bounces back quickly then again your shoe more then likely is fine.

If the shoe does not bounce back quickly and there is a fair amount of wear you may want to buy shoes. It only takes a couple of runs so buy them early in the week and use them in your Taper Schedule. If they feel alright use them in the race if not use the older ones.

Good luck

Harry Jacobs

http://thediabeticrunner.blogspot.com
Reply:If they aren't causing any shin splint ect., then wear them. You don't want to wear a new pair of shoes without breaking them in for a week or two ahead of your race. You'd be asking for blisters and injury for sure.

Be safe, Use your old shoes until you have a new pair broke in.

Good Luck in your race =]]]
Reply:Hi

you should be fine with your shoes.

I would run 2-3 times this week.. not more than 5miles each.. not real fast.. and take of 1-2 days before your race..
Reply:if the shoes feel good, then stay in them

if you start having aches and pains in your lower legs and around your ankles then retire them, you should be ok at 300, mine last me until about 400.

if they do feel worn, make sure you run some in the new shoes, to break them in at least, never try anything new on raceday.

have fun
Reply:If the shoes are causing no porblems then just keep them. If you buy a new pair of shoes for the half marathon without breaking into them it may cause problems during the race. If you do buy them make sure you run in them a few times before the race.

Typically I run a very easy pace of about 6 miles or less in the last week of the marathon just to keep the legs loose and the body ready.

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69 Things to do in Wal-Mart !!!!!!?

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* Take shopping carts for the express purpose of filling them and stranding them at strategic locations.

* Ride those little electronic cars at the front of the store.

* Set all the alarm clocks to go off at ten minute intervals throughout the day.

* Start playing football -- see how many people you can get to join in.

* Run up to an employee (preferably a male) while squeezing your legs together and yell, ''I need some tampons!!''

* Try on bras over top of your clothes.

* Make a trail of orange juice on the ground, leading to the restrooms.

* While walking around the store, sing in your loudest voice possible ''Sex and Candy''

* Walk up to an employee and tell him in an official tone, ''I think we've got a Code 3 in Housewares,'' and see what happens.

* Tune all the radios to a polka station, then turn them all off and turn the volumes to ''10.''

* Play with the automatic doors.

* Walk up to complete strangers and say, ''Hi! I haven't seen you in so long!...'' etc. See if they play along to avoid embarrassment.

* While walking through the clothing department, ask yourself loud enough for all to hear, ''Who BUYS this ****, anyway?''

* Repeat Number 14 in the jewelry department.

* Put pairs of women's panties on your head and walk around the store casually.

* Leave small sacrifices or gifts in the hands of the mannequins.

*. Play soccer with a group of friends, using the entire store as your playing field.

* As the cashier runs your purchases over the scanner, look mesmerized and say, ''Wow. Magic!''

* Put M%26amp;M's on layaway.

* Move ''Caution: Wet Floor'' signs to carpeted areas.

* Set up a tent in the camping department; tell others you'll only invite them in if they bring pillows from Bed and Bath.

* Contaminate the entire auto department by sampling all the spray air fresheners.

* Nonchalantly ''test'' the brushes and combs in Cosmetics.

* Drape a blanket around your shoulders and run around saying,''...I'm Batman. Come, Robin -- to the Batcave!"

* TP as much of the store as possible.

* Randomly throw things over into neighboring aisles.

* Play with the calculators so that they all spell ''hello'' upside down. (01134)

* When someone asks if you need help, begin to cry and ask, ''Why won't you people just leave me alone?"

* When two or three people are walking ahead of you, run between them, yelling, ''Red Rover!''

* Look right into the security camera, and use it as a mirror while you pick your nose.

* Take up an entire aisle in Toys by setting up a full-scale battlefield with G.I. Joes vs. the X-Men.

* Take bets on the battle described above.

* Set up another battlefield with G.I. Joes vs. Barbie. (Red lipstick might give an interesting effect...)

* While handling guns in the hunting department, suddenly ask the clerk if he knows where the anti-depressants are. Act as spastic as possible.

* While no one's watching, quickly switch the men's and women's signs on the doors of the restrooms.

* Dart around suspiciously while humming the theme from ''Mission: Impossible.'

* Attempt to fit into very large gym bags.

* Attempt to fit others into very large gym bags.

* Fill an entire cart with boxes of condoms, and watch everyone's jaws drop when you attempt to buy them.

* Set up a ''Valet Parking'' sign in front of the store.

* Two words: ''Marco Polo.'

* Leave Cheerios in Lawn and Garden, pillows in the pet food aisle, etc.

* ''Re-alphabetize'' the CDs in Electronics.

* In the auto department, practice your ''Madonna'' look with various funnels. * Hide in the clothing racks and when people browse through, say things like ''the fat man walks alone,'' and scare them into believing that the clothes are talking to them.

* While walking around alone, pretend someone is with you and get into a very serious conversation. Exp: The person is breaking up with you and you begin crying ''How could you do this to me? I thought you loved me! I knew there was another girl, but I thought I had won.'' Then act as though you are being beaten and fall onto the ground screaming and having convulsions.

* When an announcement comes over the loudspeaker, assume the fetal position and scream, ''No, no! It's those voices again!''

* Go to an empty checkout stand and try to check people out.

* Drag a lounge chair on display over to the magazines and relax.If the store has a food court, buy a soft drink; explain that you don't get out much, and ask if they can put a little umbrella in it.

* Get a stuffed animal, go to the front of the store and begin stroking it lovingly, saying ''Good girl, good Bessie."

* Go over to the shoe department and try on every pair of shoes, not putting one pair back. Take the paper from the boxes and throw it in various aisles.

* When someone steps away from their cart to look at something, quickly make off with it without saying a word.

* Follow people through the aisles, always staying about five feet away. Continue to do this until they leave the department.

* Ask other customers if they have any Grey Poupon.

* Test the fishing rods and see what you can ''catch'' from the other aisles.

* In the makeup department, spray yourself with every perfume there is, then walk up to a boy who is with a girl and start flirting with him as ditisily as possible: ''Hi! (giggle) What's your sign? (giggle).'' When the boy shows no interest, start hitting on the girl the exact same way. ''Hi! (giggle) What's your sign? (giggle).''

* Hold indoor shopping cart races.

* Re-dress the mannequins as you see fit.

* When there are people behind you, walk REALLY SLOW, especially through narrow aisles. * Relax in the patio furniture until you get kicked out.

* Challenge other customers to duels with tubes of gift wrap. * Pay off layaways fifty cents at a time.

* Say things like, ''Would you be so kind as to direct me to your Twinkies?''

* Make up nonsense products and ask newly hired employees if there are any in stock, i.e., ''Do you have any Shnerples here?''

* Ride a display bicycle through the store -- claim you're taking it for a ''test drive.''

* Leave cryptic messages on the typewriters.

* Get boxes of condoms and randomly slip them into peoples' carts when they aren't paying attention.

69 Things to do in Wal-Mart !!!!!!?
Another annoyingly good one and thanks again, you are good!
Reply:sounds like somebody loves to play at the stores.way 2 go! Report It

Reply:hehe try pouring tomato soup to the bathroom Report It

Reply:Sounds like someone has a little problem. Report It

Reply:Sounds like any shopping trip with both my kids. There are so many things that sound familiar!
Reply:got sidetracked what was that again?with a little more ooomph this time...
Reply:See, the problem with you people is that you disrupt the whole store by doing these things. Wal-Mart employees have to go behind you and clean up all your messes. And, when you go to the cosmetic department and use all the lipstick and contamenate everything...well, no one else can buy it. And you wonder why we are out of the product that you want.You don't care though. Once, you actually have to work there, because you get laid off from you real job you'll understand. Not to mention that it wouldn't take long before you will get kicked out of the store. Most of the stuff on the list you could even go to jail for. I'm a Wal-Mart associate, and I don't think this is funny at all. I have to go behind idoits that come threw my department and clean up everything. I don't have time to do that, because I usually have a million other things to be doing. Wal-Mart employees are not your parents, and you should have some respect when you come in to the store. Just because your bored and have nothing else to do you come to Wal-Mart and make more work for us. Get a life. Grow up. Go find something to do with your time that uses some kind of thinking. When your at home do you make messes and not clean them up? I would hope not, otherwise it be pretty gross at your house. I'm sorry if you live in a pig pen, but don't make all of the Wal-Mart employees and customers walk around in your filth. I hear customers complaining all the time about how gross the stores are and its because of you that's its like that. Thanks for coming out and making people understand that us employees try to take care of your messes, but there are just to many of you and not enough of us. I don't expect my 10 points, but thanks for this...got out some frustration.
Reply:Funny, I have to admit, but what was the question? lol
Reply:I'm losted. (No Joke)
Reply:wtf?
Reply:I couldn't last that long in wal-mart
Reply:lol
Reply:lol ive heard that befor! i think it is totally funny! im not sure if u had this one but here it is:

while in the caffeteria, ask for a drink and explain that u dont get out very offten, then when they hand u ur drink say, "o could i get an umbrella in this?"

lol i like that one because it isnt mean to other ppl (like taking their carts) and it would b funny to c what happens!
Reply:OMG, that was some FUNNY stuff, I especially liked the yelling Code 3 part and the one about setting up a chair in front of the magazine section :)
Reply:wow
Reply:Why would you take so much time to type this? Find a hobby already.

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