I wan't to warn you to spice your blog up. This is because, as I impatiently clicked "next blog" for about five minutes, trying to find a mildly interesting one, I'm certain I judged every...single...one by glancing at the regular stuff; the font, template, etc. If yours isn't set aside from all the rest you see, it will become another helpless brick in ones journey to reach an interesting.
Yes, it's that important.
BTW, that last line was off the AI steak sauce bottle. Did you recognize it?

Today's Mouse Joke:

What's a variety of colors and appears in the sky?

A tie-dyed mouse flying.

I have come to the conclusion that the "random questions" are not to be answered plainly, but to be outsmarted by a wise and sarcastic witticism. Looking at other random people's blogs, I've realized that it's true for all.

Summer

I realize everything I've been posting has been pretty much trash for a while. Nothing's been real, served any meaning or purpose. This, though, is 100% true (probably why most of it'll be quite the nap).

The highlights and lowlights of the future happenings in the summer of 2005:

There are seventeen days left of school as of May 22nd.

After the BBQ, YG is at Chapters...Correct me if I'm on, ye with more info. We lost the calender two hours after I recieved it.

In the two hours I had to examine the YG calendar, I noticed all these cool plans; like the beach with the outlet malls (which I am missing; &$%#@!) & Wild Waves (Which I am not).

And Tween Camp (which I am missing).

Because I'm going to be at an AWESOME camp on a farm in Indianna.

Where they do not spray their mosquitos.

Lime's b-day! What should I get her? E-mail me. Lime is a regular blogger and will no doubt spot any b-day ideas posted.

Mom's b-day. I doubt any of you have ideas as to her gift. I'm thinking Settler's of Catan. Has anyone an idea where to find it?

I'm off to Ohio, ironically scheduled on the same day as the outlet malls & beach (&%$#@!)

Softball season has started...sort of. We've had a total of five practices. Every game scheuled has been canceled.

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince is out July 16th.

My B-day (Harmony, will you be here?)

Off to Michigan for a week.

Wild Waves

September: Back to the #$!% house.

Please, this very second, post your summer on your blogs!

I am wondering why we only got one mail today.

And whoever was going to send something and didn't has really got some nerve. Because I really would've liked to recieve that mail. And I didn't. Yesterday I got four or five or six mails. So did the senders take some kind of break today? Because I don't appreciate their break. If that was the case. They might not appreciate the fact that I told them no. Yes, I've told many people no before. And if they were the senders, I'd really like to take it back. Or maybe I called a sender a snob. Or a snoot. Or a sniffle. Because I can certainly see why that would keep them from sending me a mail. I wouldn't send a mail to someone who called me a sniffle. That doesn't even make any sense. Whoever thought of calling someone a sniffle? I didn't think of that. Orlando Bloom didn't think of that. Princess Laya didn't think of that. Elaine didn't think of that. If you thought of that, please answer me. Better yet, mail me the answer.

I don't usually have toast in the morning- too much of a bother. All that sweat and energy put into a seemingly simple task. But I did today, because we had bagles and bagles make one heck of a brekfast. The second I popped the bagle in, it came catapulting back out again at an amazing speed. I peeked in tentively, and what do you think I saw? You guessed it. A mouse trap. Yes, someone had put a mouse trap in the toaster, I guess incase a mouse riggled his way through the bottom. Well, that woudl be a fairly simple chore ever since my cousin through the egg at the toaster. The egg went right through the bottom making this gigantic hole, and ever since then we can't put the first pieces of toast from the new bag in cause they'll just fall right through.

The Ol' Maple

We played soccer in school today. Except, we didn't waste time with nerf balls in PE, this was REAL soccer. Meaning we kicked a bottle cap around at lunch. Anyhow, after an exceptionally high kick, the cap went sailing into the air and hit a nearby maple tree. As it teetered and tottered, at the tips of destruction, someone called the fire department. This was so if the maple might fall and strike a match, the fire department would be there to put out the fire. I still can't believe it, but the buzzing truck of the fire department got here just in time; the tree was tipping, the ground was shaking, and hooray! They grabbed a ladder, leaned it against the tree, one firewomen climbed up and retrieved the bottle cap, and the tree was restored to its natural, sturdy position. Unfortunately, now we can only kick nerf balls around.

Moral: Don't steal from your friends!

Up the Mountain, Over the Cliff

Once, a man climbed up a mountain with nothing except determination. Once there, he strolled over the edge of a cliff and fell onto the rock which the caveman used to discover fire. The man immediately got amnesia and forgot about the rock. The rock was discovered only by the next unfortunate fellow to walk himself right over the edge of the cliff.

One clever civilian decided to climb the mountain from the bottom up, so that he could discover the rock without falling down the mountain and getting amnesia. The man got the rock, hauled it up the mountain, and walked right over the other side of the cliff, where he fell, hit his head on the whoever of a rock that was slinged at Goliath, and caught amnesia.

A passerby climbed the cliff from the side, so he wouldn't fall down either of the cliffs the previous two had. He collected the previous two rocks, climbed up the mountain, fell down the other side of the cliff, and bonked his head on Abraham Lincoln's tombstone and caught amnesia.
A traveler climbed up the last side, so as not to fall down the other three, and gathered the three rocks with success. However, when he reached the top of the cliff, he promptly walked right over the other side, hit his head on the skipping stone I tossed the other day, and....Well, I don't know what happens when someone hits their head on a skipping stone. I s'pose he would have died from the force of falling down the cliff in the first place.

1. How do you put a giraffe into a refrigerator?

Open the refrigerator, put in the giraffe, and close the door. This question tests whether you tend to do simple things in an overly complicated way.

2 . How do you put an elephant into a refrigerator?

Did you say, Open the refrigerator, put in the elephant, and close the refrigerator? That would be a wrong answer.

Correct Answer: Open the refrigerator, take out the giraffe, put in the elephant and close the door. This tests your ability to think through the repercussions of your previous actions.

3. The Lion King is hosting an animal conference. All the animals attend. Except one . Which animal does not attend?

The Elephant. The elephant is in the refrigerator. You just put him in there. This tests your memory.

Okay, even if you did not answer the first three questions correctly, you still have one more chance to show your true abilities.

4. There is a river you must cross but it is inhabited by crocodiles, and you do not have a boat. How do you manage it?

You jump into the river and swim across. Have you not been listening? ALL the crocodiles are attending the Animal Meeting! This tests whether you learn quickly from your mistakes.

According to Anderson Consulting Worldwide, around 90% of the professionals they tested got all questions wrong, but many preschoolers got several correct answers. Anderson Consulting says this conclusively disproves the theory that most professionals have the brains of a four year old.

Guys, I really think we

should stop blogging all these posts like mad, and maybe take a break for a while. It's getting out of hand.

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