The Island of Misfit Toys

never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups

happieness is folly

Well what can I say that will entertain you...
Pictures are coming soon, I have to get the rest of them scanned and loaded onto a server
They're trying to get me to clean alge out of a pond at work which I absolutely refuse to do. I have no idea how deep it is, what's living in it, how BIG the things living in it are, whether or not they will try to eat me or not...no way, not me.
Lexa talked me into helping at a French camp that a homeschool mom is putting on in our area. Bunches of little hyper kids running around trying to speak french and expecting me to know how to speak it. *woohoo* you all know how much I *love* little kids...

HAHAHA!!! Did you actually think I'd keep this UPDATED???

I thought my dog was a terrorist
so I shot it
not really
I'd get in trouble for that

If anyone happens to have a car that they're dying to give away, I will humbly take the burden off of your hands for you. Chris found me an 88 Honda Accord for $700 which I may look into, but it's also a five speed. Which isn't a bad thing really, just means I have to learn to drive a stick.
The hard part about having a car is not paying for it, it's paying for the stupid car insurence. I'm a 16 year old male(just in case you didn't know) and according to statistics, I'm one of the most likely persons to have an accident.

I'm writing about Tuesday today 'cause I didn't have time to yesterday and nothing really happened today.

Got up at 6:30, went to soccer conditioning, which, is actually kinda fun except for the running and weight lifting part. Drove home, jumped in the pool 'cause I didn't have time to take a shower. Ate, left for work. I did approx. 3 hours worth of mailing and other stuff that's slipping my mind at the moment. Came home, jumped in the pool 'cause I didn't have time to take a shower(hmm that sounds familar) went to worship practice. Came home *again* went to bed. Boy was that exciting.

"Go follow the flock you poseurs
'Cause you're just like everyone else
You're the sheep of the U.S. of A
The youth can't think for themselves

Your favorite band is singin trash
But you say that you don't care
'Cause the media says that they're in this year
So that's what you wanna hear

You think that you're rebelling
You go things figured through
You got to fit the image
That Hollywood gave to you

In a country full of zombies
Who is gonna steer?
When the majority is dependent
On TV, drugs and beer?"
- Sheep of the U.S. by Calibretto 13

I have this bad habit of not throwing junk away. I have stashes all over my room of glass jars, chains, scraps of duck tape, bullet shells, AOL CDs, old pogs(remember those?) partially used notebooks, calenders, TONS of books I've half read, computer parts, various pieces of metal...Anyways you get the idea. The problem got to be that I started running out of room to put stuff that I *actually* need. So I had this revolutionary idea to...throw things away. This is quite a concept for me, I never throw anything away. The govenor would've declared a state of emergency if he'd seen my room while I was "spring cleaning" it. When I decided to call a quits for the night it took me another hour to find my bed and get it cleared off enough to fit onto.
Anyways, I'm just about done, and I have all these boxes and empty shelves that I'm not quite sure what to do with. Eventually they'll probablly get filled back up with useless junk again. But it's nice to see my floor again.

So...it's summer, and I have nothing better to do than post stuff on the internet about my incredible life for people to read. Actually I've actually been keeping busy, I have no idea what possed me to make another attempt at keeping a some-what updated blog.

Week 1 of Summer - The Outer Banks
Much thanks to the Rodden family for "forcing" me to come on vacation with them to the beach at Nags Head, North Carolina. We stayed with the Conrads, friends of the Roddens in a 2 story beach house about 100 yards from the beach. We got crushed by monster waves, watched movies, and Chris got turned into a beat and fried.
We also attacked the neighboring houses with a giant water baloon sling shot and thousands of water baloons. We wanted to fill them with paint or shoot eggs, but the boring parents thought that might be a little extreme, oh well. We also went to see The Sum of All Fears and Lilo and Stich, both very good movies I would recomend going to.

Week 2 - Creation
The Roddens and I met up with my dad outside of Breezewood and my dad and I went to Creation from there, I was already 2 whole days late for set up. CHRIS couldn't go because his werid geometry teacher had a nervous breakdown in the middle of the year or something like that. Anyway his class didn't have a geometry teacher for half the year. SO, he had to take a summer geometry course. Anyway, he wasn't there this year which made it a little bit different. Mike Skags, one of Lexa's friends from Ohio said that his teacher should've "been cool and stayed in school." I worked as a supervisor at gates traffic which was pretty cool 'cause I got to ride around on a golf cart most of the time. I got to see Thousand Foot Krutch, Five Iron Frenzy, Calibretto 13, PAX 217, Audio Adrenaline, Newsboys, Michael W, Ceili Rain(GOOD Celtic group), Delirious, Reliant K and part of the Skillet concert while I was there.

Week 3 - Present
I got a job! *woohoo* now I can make money so I can buy a car. I'm working for the Richman's who run PA Homeschoolers and the PA Homeschool Acredidation Agency. I do a lot of random stuff, run errands, fill orders, do mailers, cut grass, trim bushes, pack boxes, unback boxes, repack boxes, brush their cats(not really), fix or put things together, stamp mail, weigh mail, play with the "Special Standard Mail" stamp thing(that's a long story).
We had some friends over for the 4th, but didn't do much really. We put flags up, I feel so patriotic.

That's basically been my summer so far.

Oh yeah, Brazil won the World Cup, who called it(I did), I think I did. Brazil always wins.