Would Mr. Brain please report to skull.

I'm trying not to think about it but it's becomeing inevitable. In about a month and a half life as I know it will abruptly end. I'll be moving to the states a legal adult and after the summer taking up residance 3 hours drive from anyone I know in a college dorm. It's a sobbering thought. But I guess it has to happen sometime. My brother already went through it and survived. It kinda makes me sad though, every time I realy get my dad to laugh untill he crys he says "what am I going to do without you?". I feel like everything is going to change for everyone in an eye blink, I guess it wount be that fast but at some point I'm going to sit down in my dorm room and they will sit down on the plane to go back to the mission field.

Why am I saying this? It just occured to me that most people only slightly care about that last paragraph so time for some fun.

This is a 1000 pound, 12 foot long pig that a hunter shot. The story is Here.


One of the most pwnd cats in the world. The true evolution cycle of man, updated! There that danged key is! And for the politicals: Bush throwing a football vs. John F. Kerry trowing a football.


The Fiish

Basket ball tournament.

Ok here at last is the tournament post.

So it all started sunday of last week (not yesterday last sunday). I was my dad's wing-man as we dropped my mom and sister off at our usual church and went to a different one where my dad was preaching. When we went back at noon to pick up my mom I talked to the guy that organises the basketball get togathers on sunday night and found out that wiithout consulting with me he had singed me up to play in a tournament later that week (thursday to be exact). So there I was, I'm the kind of guy who hates telling people no and that's probably what got me into the situations in the first part. I love playing basket ball for fun, I don't like the play it as a sport. I just like to get togather with "da hood" and play. So now I was singed up for a tournament in wich the church was trying to find players to go up against a profesional American team that will be touring the island next month. I pitydafool of a fish that thinks that they stand a chance against a professional American basketball team.

Any way I try to get out of it for a good reason, the tournament is on the only day that we can really get out as a family and do somthing because it's a holiday. But when I try to explay thhat to him he says that I have to make a "sacrifice". Well this is what really ticks me off: I have to make a sacrifice for the team and him when he never makes a sacrifice for either the team or me when basketball is concerned, if pplaying gets in the way of his plans he dosnt channge them.

So I'm stuck with playing now. I go and I do play....... full court. See we practice on a home made half court, playing full court is twice as hard and long. Also, the hoops we practice on are not reglementrary hight, so we are officially screwed in two of thhe most imortant areas. But we surpassed all expectations with our playing, all my expectations anyway. But we still lost all three games we played. And I kid you not there there was some screwey reffing and scoring going on! I witnessed it but the team against who we were playing had bigger mouths than we did and swayed the reffery to their side. See this is what I hate with Christian sports teams here, Christian attitudes are completely abandoned on the field. Like even the guys that we are practicing with, like just playing 2 vs. 2 among our own team members, I've gotten yelled at for helping a team member I was playing agains get up and apologising for having knocked him over. I tell you I think I'm going to just quit, it's just getting really bad.

So in the end there were four matches to be played, I played in three of them. The first two we lost by one point and that was due to the screaming of the crowd against us wich swayed the reff to drop our scor in both games. The third match we lost by two because the reffs gave the other team foul shorts every time they missed a lay up shot even if we haden't fouled the player. I left after the thrid game, I was sick of these "Christian", unsporting, cheaters.

So that was the ordeal I went through last week, still makes my blood boil to think about it. >:[

The Fiish

Knights, new plan!

Well, as some of you peoples know I play basketball with a couple church guys after church. I used to be that we were just playing for fun, then slowly it started to turn into like training sessions with a crabby old man who thinks he is the best baskeball player on the earth.

Anyway, now the young guy who kinda counters the crabby guy told me today that he put my name down to play with him in a tournament without asking me if I had plans for that day or even if I was willing to come, now he says I can't back out of it.

So he says that I have to make a "sacrifice" for the "team" that involves spending all day at a stupid tournament watching him and the good players play during the only day when the whole family (my brother is with us for a week) could get out and do somthing.

Seriousely I'm thinking of just quiting playing with them at all! Really yanks my chain and makes me mad >:(. I'm at least going to tell him now to put me on the freaking list and paying for me to go before he bloody talks to me! What a Fish!

The Fiish

I'm so happy/excited

No I did not buy this guitar..... And no I did not make it.........Yet :D.

I have just completed a transaction in wich I will procure the plans for a '59 Gibson Les Paul by Sunday and begin immediate construction of the body, neck/peghead, and fingerboard to be completed in two months when I arrive in the states and am able to buy the hardwear to complete it.

I'm planing on a mahoganey body with an ebony fretbord and rock-maple neck if I can find a suitable peice otherwise it will also be mahogany of the best possible quality. I'm not going to make the mistake of putting a crappy neck on my second guitar!

The Fiish

A sad begining for a week.

Most of you know what I'm talking about and I dont have the heart to write alot about it. I think its really starting to take shape i my mind.

All I can say is that none of us can fully understand what it must be like to be Mr. and Mrs. Boss right now. I am grieved by their loss.

I can't think of anything else to say, except that if possible dont bombard them with phone calls and stuff. With sonmthing like this it takes time alone and latter you can phone them.

The Fiish

What is this crap?

Excuse the blunt title but....

I'm seeing this "let evil win" ending in alot of movies all of a sudden. It kills the who freaking movie when the good guy kicks it for no bloody good reason and the idiot of a bad guy smirks his way the "The End" screen. Makes me sick, and feel like busting a cap in the producer's head. Yes this is a rant! It's like if you whent to a restaurant and ordered a burgur, you'de expect to get a good hunk of meat and a pleasent meal. But these movies are like a burgur that you eat adn the last bite has a huge madagascar hissing cocroach in it! It ruins the whole thing. What reched fools do we have that are supposed to be giving us good entertainment and instead feed us these gourds of reched lunbox films!

They make me sad. An' I do Pitydafool.

The Fiish

Tired and yet not

I should be in bed..... Yeah I really should :P

But I'm kinda that faze of tired where if you layed down you would go to sleep but it you kept sitting you would stay awake, kinda like an impass. Ergh I needed a shower, I dont stink but it would have been nice, now it's too late :(. I'll have to get one tomorow before I pulnge into Calculus.

Calculus! man...... About a year ago I thought that anyone who mastered Calculus was like, a demi-god. Well today after studying it for 2/3 of a year I still think that of anyone who has MASTERED it. It is so complex and its kinda that tyoe of studying where things dawn on you all of a sudden. Those are the only times that you really "get it".

I need to go, my back is starting to ach.

Oh one last thing, I found and bought somthing that I've alwase wanted but never could find. A door-way chin-up bar. For those of you who havent seen one. It's like a bar with ruber padds on each side, and the pads are connected to a rod inside that screws out in either direction. Then you find a door-way and unscrew it untill it is firmly clamped between the sides of the door-frame. Cool huh? Well I got on now, dosn't make me do chin ups and better :P. I'll be working at it.

The Fiish

College soon

Well in less than half a year, if all goes according to plan, I will be in school on my way to a job as an engineer. Here's what I hope dosn't happen to me :P

I am a Dilbert fan but still not a complete geek, is that possible?

The Fiish

By the way: Click on the picture to enlarge it, if you haven't done so before reading this you have my pity.

Some funny audio and visual stuff

This is some fun stuff I came across on the net with the help of a friend.

Pilot Guns.mp3-"This is your captain speaking"

Mental Health.mp3- Mental Health Hotline

Lunch Time.mpeg- SMACK!

Enjoy!

The Fiish

Smash!!

Picture 1

Picture 2


No one was hurt! But the car you see is my families. My dad was going up this hill and there's a little bridge with a small wall as you can see in the first picture. It was 6 AM and the sun caught my dad in the eyes and the little wall was in a clump of johnson grass. The right tire snaged the wall and broke the front suspension, the bumpper came off too. Two air bags in the front went off (of the ten in the car only two, huhn, that's french engineering for you *spit*).

So the damages:

1) Front suspension shot
2) Right wheel tron off
3) Dash-board shot (when the air bags go off the wreck the whole dash)
4) Right front door dosn't open due to a crease in the body
5) Rear view mirror off/broken

We have a feeling that the insurence is going to total it.

Here lies our car
2004-2006
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I took the radio so don't dig up the grave

The Fiish