I Write Like is an awesome website where you input writing and it tells you what famous author you write like. for a short story I did called Ghost Story, which is on my other blog, Howling Turtle, this is what writer it told me the writing style was like!!!
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
One of the Best Youtube Videos I've Seen Lately
I promise you will laugh at least once during this video!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
City of Fallen Angels Cover
Friday, December 10, 2010
Miserable Wet Ponies
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Persian Mouse Pad
Friday, November 19, 2010
Harry

As I'm sure you all know, part one of the last Harry Potter movie came out last night at 12. I have been waiting for this for a very long time, but I am both thrilled, and yet sad that it came out. When part 2 comes out, there won't be anymore Harry Potter release parties for the books or the movies and as a faithful fan of the series, I will probably shed a tear or two. I am scheduled to see it tonight at 7:30! And, from the way it sounds, it will be spectacular! I hope everyone enjoys the upcoming holidays and throughs a little Potter along with them.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Joke Du Jour
A man was sitting down to dinner when he heard a knock at the door. Reluctantly, he got up and opened the door. At first, he didn't see anyone and thought it was a prank and was getting very annoyed, just when he was about to slam the door a voice at his feet said, "Buddy, I'm down here." A snail was there selling magazines. When the man said he wasn't interested the snail kept trying to interest him anyway. At this point, the man was furious, he had had a hard day at work and couldn't take another second of any annoyance of any kind. On an impulse, he kicked the snail off his porch and went back to his dinner.
Three days later, when the same man was sitting down to dinner, he heard another knock at the door. When he opened it, the snail was there again, but instead of trying to sell newspapers, all he said was, "Hey, what was that for!?!"
(Courtesy of Steve M.)
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Buttons!
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
19
Hi everyone, sorry, I have not been posting as often as I would like - I have been very busy. Today is the 19th of October, and 19 is my favorite number, so I always try to post on the 19th of the month as sort of a personal challenge.
I am excited to tell you that today I got a gig for singing with thirteen other people in a recording, I got paid and everything! I know that many people have had childhood dreams of singing in a recording studio and hearing their voice - myself included - and today I got to do that!
I am excited to tell you that today I got a gig for singing with thirteen other people in a recording, I got paid and everything! I know that many people have had childhood dreams of singing in a recording studio and hearing their voice - myself included - and today I got to do that!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Oxymoronical Weekend
I just got back from a very fun overnight trip in a town called Boring. I am not even kidding, the town's name is Boring!
Monday, September 27, 2010
Banned Book Week
September 25th to October 2nd is banned book week. It celebrates the freedom to read all books. I encourage everyone to read a banned book this week. Some banned books are as well known as the Bible and the dictionary; even Harry Potter and Twilight have been considered banned in some places.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Biggest Time Waster EVER!!!
Hi everybody. At last, Friday has come, and the weekend has started. That means a few precious days without work or school. This is generally the time when people do the things that they do not have the time to do Monday-Friday. Things such as addictive games, reading books in one sitting, hiking, underwater yoga. Well, I have something more to add. It falls in the addicting games category, and is called Ball Droppings. I know it doesn't sound very exciting, but if you find that you have beaten the last level of angry birds, or don't have a good book to read, or it is too rainy and muddy to go on a hike, you might want to give this a try.
http://balldroppings.com/js/
http://balldroppings.com/js/
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Amazing Song
When I hear this song, I think of some great banquet hall all decorated for a winter gala. There are candles in crystal chandeliers and wreaths of holly, and fir boughs, and velvet ribbons are hung everywhere, wound around wooden beams. Lords and ladies are dressed up in bright colors, and are wearing exotic masks. Then the king enters the hall, and at 1:17, everyone stops their dancing momentarily to look at their king in all his finery, then the sweeping dance starts up again.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Tired Pony



These photos were snapped by my sister. The pony that is in them is my horse, Ciara. (key-r-ah). I had been working her hard that night, and it was about eight o'clock, she yawned about five times in a row! I have never seen her yawn so much, she makes yawning look cute in a hilarious way. (Feel free to add captions as comments if you wish! ;-))
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Strange Facts
Did you know...
That fingernails grow nearly four times as fast as toenails?
That Humans blink over 10,000,000 times a year?
Or that in England in the 1880's, 'pants' was considered a bad word?
The pants I did not!
That fingernails grow nearly four times as fast as toenails?
That Humans blink over 10,000,000 times a year?
Or that in England in the 1880's, 'pants' was considered a bad word?
The pants I did not!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Reading Comprehension Tip #47
If you are reading a book where the main character is told that her/his parent(s) died in a car crash, and the main character has no memory of the event (was too young, or was somewhere else) the parent(s) didn't die in a car crash.
Examples:
Harry Potter's parents in Harry Potter
Clary's father in The Mortal Instruments
et cetera
Examples:
Harry Potter's parents in Harry Potter
Clary's father in The Mortal Instruments
et cetera
Friday, August 13, 2010
Drill Team
Drill team is kind of like synchronized swimming for horses; it is super fun if you get the chance. I am the one riding the really short horse.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Midnight lights and spray
Have you ever wondered to yourself in the summer ‘ why is the grass in this park so green, I have been here all day and there have never been any sprinklers that went off?’ I never did, but last night I discovered the answer anyway.
Due to a formidably sized solar flare, the local weatherman informed the public that we might see northern lights as far south as the lower 48. Also, that if there were to be a light show, the biggest chance of seeing it would be from midnight to one o’clock in the morning. I, having never witnessed the aurora borealis for myself am willing to take any chance I get, so I decided to stay up and wait for midnight.
Near my house, there is a park on the crest of a hill, and on the very top of the hill there is a circular stone look out area where you get a spectacular view of the city and mountains. During the day it is filled with hikers and families, with the little kids standing in the middle of the compass rose carved into the stone floor yelling to hear their voices bounce back to them from the low ledges. Most nights, I assume it is empty, but last night there were about thirty other people up there with the same idea as me.
Of course, me being the genius I am, forgot a flashlight, so I had to walk up with the light of my small flip phone. When I reached the look out I turned my gaze skyward and saw as many northern lights as I would see the rest of the night: zero, zip, zilch. I stayed longer anyway, keeping my hopes up, I had been watching for about ten minutes when I heard a the familiar noise of sprinklers going off, watering the grass in the dead of night. I found this quite odd and amusing, but found it even more so when one sprinkler with a much larger radius and height than the others sprayed over the look out’s ledge, nearly soaking a group of teens.
Once the park’s irrigation system had finished putting on its ‘almost’-but-not-quite-no-northern-lights-compensation show I headed back towards the old homestead to dream of swimming cats and gigantic cornbread and chocolate muffins on railway cars that had to be eaten by people on train tracks for safety reasons. (I’m not even kidding).
Due to a formidably sized solar flare, the local weatherman informed the public that we might see northern lights as far south as the lower 48. Also, that if there were to be a light show, the biggest chance of seeing it would be from midnight to one o’clock in the morning. I, having never witnessed the aurora borealis for myself am willing to take any chance I get, so I decided to stay up and wait for midnight.
Near my house, there is a park on the crest of a hill, and on the very top of the hill there is a circular stone look out area where you get a spectacular view of the city and mountains. During the day it is filled with hikers and families, with the little kids standing in the middle of the compass rose carved into the stone floor yelling to hear their voices bounce back to them from the low ledges. Most nights, I assume it is empty, but last night there were about thirty other people up there with the same idea as me.
Of course, me being the genius I am, forgot a flashlight, so I had to walk up with the light of my small flip phone. When I reached the look out I turned my gaze skyward and saw as many northern lights as I would see the rest of the night: zero, zip, zilch. I stayed longer anyway, keeping my hopes up, I had been watching for about ten minutes when I heard a the familiar noise of sprinklers going off, watering the grass in the dead of night. I found this quite odd and amusing, but found it even more so when one sprinkler with a much larger radius and height than the others sprayed over the look out’s ledge, nearly soaking a group of teens.
Once the park’s irrigation system had finished putting on its ‘almost’-but-not-quite-no-northern-lights-compensation show I headed back towards the old homestead to dream of swimming cats and gigantic cornbread and chocolate muffins on railway cars that had to be eaten by people on train tracks for safety reasons. (I’m not even kidding).
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
CUTE
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Quote of the Day
"The real difference is that Jo Rowling is a terrific writer and Stephenie Meyer can't write worth a darn. She's not very good."
-Stephen King on the comparison of Harry Potter and Twilight.
-Stephen King on the comparison of Harry Potter and Twilight.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Lame Bar Jokes
Here are a few of the lamest bar jokes i know:
A man walked into a bar and said ouch
Silver and bronze were in a bar. They had a grudge against gold for always being so superior, so they told the bartender to make sure gold didn't come in. When gold came in to try and get a keg, the bartender said, 'AU! get out of the bar.'
please tell me if you have some more good ones!!!
A man walked into a bar and said ouch
Silver and bronze were in a bar. They had a grudge against gold for always being so superior, so they told the bartender to make sure gold didn't come in. When gold came in to try and get a keg, the bartender said, 'AU! get out of the bar.'
please tell me if you have some more good ones!!!
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