Can you believe that I am going to New York on Tuesday... Monday is LA and Tuesday... NY!!! Yeah baby!
Well, today was a good day at work, the kids were funny, and I had a really good time dancing to the Matterhorn Music. It was good because all of the kids were laughing and dancing. That's good stuff...
I was interviewed again for a person's thesis which is always funny. To think that I could be included in someone's work is silly. But I had fun answering questions...
So now, this wonderful weekend awaits. I will be watching at least 4 movies about New York... You've Got Mail!, Spiderman, Serendipity, and something else... I'm open for suggestions. A little packing, a little movie watching... And yeah baby off I go.
Holla at me... And Holla at the Burrow for going to DISNEYLAND! You guys are going to have so much fun!
Friday, September 30, 2005
Saturday, September 24, 2005
A Weekend of Peace
In the words of Destiny's Child, "It's the weekend and it's time for freakin."
Well, maybe not for me. But yes, the weekend is here. I had a great week, only 2 days of real classroom stuff, Disneyland with my dad, completing my action plan for my stipend (cha ching!), and getting my hair cut. Much to Susie's joy I shaved my face, but now I look like I'm 12 so I really think I need to grow the old beard back. Sure it is a little patchy, and I look like a nutty professor--Doc maybe (a little Dopey I admit), but still. I think I need it so people won' think I am a Freshman in high school. Come on, who wants to relive being a freshman in high school.
As for my weekend, last night I hung out with Parker and Tani Panti. We had a good time and there was much rejoicing. I fell asleep and then woke up like three of the seven dwarfs (Sleepy, Sneezy, and Weirdo) and I realized "Boggart! I need to get gas!" But can you believe it, the gas station was closed! So I had to fill up a mile out of my way! Blastisists! Oh well, nevertheless my car is filled up with gas and I was filled up with rage (add Grumpy to the dwarf list).
Today I am going to listen to New York themed music, buying pants to wear in New York, and watching movies that are set in New York. So yes, I'm in a New York State of Mind.
Which dwarf am I today? Happy, obviously.
Can you remember which Dwarf I didn't mention? Don't you go looking up their names online!
Well, maybe not for me. But yes, the weekend is here. I had a great week, only 2 days of real classroom stuff, Disneyland with my dad, completing my action plan for my stipend (cha ching!), and getting my hair cut. Much to Susie's joy I shaved my face, but now I look like I'm 12 so I really think I need to grow the old beard back. Sure it is a little patchy, and I look like a nutty professor--Doc maybe (a little Dopey I admit), but still. I think I need it so people won' think I am a Freshman in high school. Come on, who wants to relive being a freshman in high school.
As for my weekend, last night I hung out with Parker and Tani Panti. We had a good time and there was much rejoicing. I fell asleep and then woke up like three of the seven dwarfs (Sleepy, Sneezy, and Weirdo) and I realized "Boggart! I need to get gas!" But can you believe it, the gas station was closed! So I had to fill up a mile out of my way! Blastisists! Oh well, nevertheless my car is filled up with gas and I was filled up with rage (add Grumpy to the dwarf list).
Today I am going to listen to New York themed music, buying pants to wear in New York, and watching movies that are set in New York. So yes, I'm in a New York State of Mind.
Which dwarf am I today? Happy, obviously.
Can you remember which Dwarf I didn't mention? Don't you go looking up their names online!
Monday, September 19, 2005
Top 5 Reasons...
The top 5 reasons why Michael Shaw is having a great hour...
Number 5- Because I just got home from work and I don't have to go back until Thursday cause I'm going to Disneyland.
Number 4- Because I just woke Tanya up from her sleep of death.
Number 3- Because I just got a MySpace message from Parker confirming Cory Ramirez's mob name Freddy Falcone aka Sticky Donut.
Number 2- Because I just realized I have an afro.
and the Number 1 reason Michael Shaw is having a great hour is...
Number 1- Because I just realized the pure devilish satisfaction that changing your desktop background can fulfill. Oh the guilty pleasures of wickedness---- evil laughter--I'm embracing my Slytherine traits tonight I guess.
Number 5- Because I just got home from work and I don't have to go back until Thursday cause I'm going to Disneyland.
Number 4- Because I just woke Tanya up from her sleep of death.
Number 3- Because I just got a MySpace message from Parker confirming Cory Ramirez's mob name Freddy Falcone aka Sticky Donut.
Number 2- Because I just realized I have an afro.
and the Number 1 reason Michael Shaw is having a great hour is...
Number 1- Because I just realized the pure devilish satisfaction that changing your desktop background can fulfill. Oh the guilty pleasures of wickedness---- evil laughter--I'm embracing my Slytherine traits tonight I guess.
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Week In Review
Well the week has come to a close, and I admit it, I've had a good week.
Let's start on Thursday...
School was fun, I finished up doing a Goldielocks and The Three Bears theme where I got to play magician and hide a donut ring under a bowl and mix them up (does that make sense?). I like doing that I feel like a swindler who lives on the streets on New York just waiting to earn a buck. After work was over I jetted home to do some dishes and clean up for later events (keep reading to learn more). Then I headed over to the Burrow. As I drove up I said to myself, "Michael, you can only stay for one hour." I grabbed my iBook and then stepped out of the car where I saw Becks setting up the BBQ pit, and I said to myself, "Aww, what could two hours hurt." Its like an addiction, once you start you can't stop. So we had our meeting and Erin even came to a short portion to it--Kudos to her!
After the meeting I headed to church where I came in to a warm welcome. We talked about inclusion and showing a repentant heart, which was funny because that's sort of what the Burrow was talking about. After the college group was over we all headed over to my house for the premiere of Survivor: Guatemala. I love it! Stephanie is back! She's so hardcore! I love her. After that everyones stayed at my house til about 1, so nevertheless I was pretty tired.
Yesterday, I went to work (cough cough)... Ok... I went to some meetings... Ok I went to a lot of meetings (but I also snuck in a trip to Costco and Olive Garden). After work though, Tani Panti called and said we were going to SLO with Anissa mo Food. So we drove up there and walked the town (does that make us sound like hookers?), and spent an hour and a half in Barnes and Noble (does that make us sound like nerds?). After that we ate some dinner, talked with the locals, and per Anissa's request we went and saw Jon, Morgan, and Amy. That was fun.
After that I was very much like a hamburger on Sponge Bob, so we left... well mostly. And we headed home. After that my life is a blur. I know I ate a granola bar, and maybe talked to some people, but ya know... Who knows... (I know who knows!!!) (Ok.. sorry about all of these strange codes, if they make no sense its because --they make no sense.)
Alas, I conquered my goal for today already by waking up at 11. So now I sit here and sigh .. Only 3 more days till I can Soar over California.
Let's start on Thursday...
School was fun, I finished up doing a Goldielocks and The Three Bears theme where I got to play magician and hide a donut ring under a bowl and mix them up (does that make sense?). I like doing that I feel like a swindler who lives on the streets on New York just waiting to earn a buck. After work was over I jetted home to do some dishes and clean up for later events (keep reading to learn more). Then I headed over to the Burrow. As I drove up I said to myself, "Michael, you can only stay for one hour." I grabbed my iBook and then stepped out of the car where I saw Becks setting up the BBQ pit, and I said to myself, "Aww, what could two hours hurt." Its like an addiction, once you start you can't stop. So we had our meeting and Erin even came to a short portion to it--Kudos to her!
After the meeting I headed to church where I came in to a warm welcome. We talked about inclusion and showing a repentant heart, which was funny because that's sort of what the Burrow was talking about. After the college group was over we all headed over to my house for the premiere of Survivor: Guatemala. I love it! Stephanie is back! She's so hardcore! I love her. After that everyones stayed at my house til about 1, so nevertheless I was pretty tired.
Yesterday, I went to work (cough cough)... Ok... I went to some meetings... Ok I went to a lot of meetings (but I also snuck in a trip to Costco and Olive Garden). After work though, Tani Panti called and said we were going to SLO with Anissa mo Food. So we drove up there and walked the town (does that make us sound like hookers?), and spent an hour and a half in Barnes and Noble (does that make us sound like nerds?). After that we ate some dinner, talked with the locals, and per Anissa's request we went and saw Jon, Morgan, and Amy. That was fun.
After that I was very much like a hamburger on Sponge Bob, so we left... well mostly. And we headed home. After that my life is a blur. I know I ate a granola bar, and maybe talked to some people, but ya know... Who knows... (I know who knows!!!) (Ok.. sorry about all of these strange codes, if they make no sense its because --they make no sense.)
Alas, I conquered my goal for today already by waking up at 11. So now I sit here and sigh .. Only 3 more days till I can Soar over California.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
I have seen the Light!
So life has been pretty good. I've been a little sick lately, just sort of droggy and asthma induced. Preschool life is going great, and teaching at Hancock has been really fun. I've been observing thus far, and in three weeks I'll start teaching lessons to the students. Its funny, cause it just feels right. I guess the beard makes me feel like a nutty professor or something. But yes--its a lot of work to balance the two, so I've been pretty tired.
But I can see the light, the end of the tunnel. The gates of heaven have opened and it is good. Wait replace "heaven" with "Disneyland." Oh yeah, that's right ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to Disneyland! Tuesday and Wednesday! Its going to be kind of amazing. And then after that I am going to NYC BABY! October is just around the corner and I can't wait! I'm taking my vacation from Oct. 3-10... Ohh that reminds me Dore... uhh maybe wait to take your day off... You can celebrate your Birthday that Sunday but don't get too crazy on us! :-)
Speaking of my HP peeps... I was a little bummed cause the Burrow called me and canceled the meeting because RJK forgot to take her potion and she turned into a werewolf. A shame really, I should have told them that I can turn into a Stag so I totally could have hung out. I'm an unregistered Anamagus... Nevertheless, we will meet soon, maybe Friday or maybe even Thursday.
In other news, I am writing my children's book tonight. I am very excited about it right now because I am in solitude and just diving into my work. The story has jumped to another world right now and I am having fun playing with the character stories and throwing in little jokes. If I keep it up, I could actually get this thing published in the next 5 years. Whoo hoo!
Off to the world of my imagination... (I feel like Willy Wonka right now)
oompa loompa
But I can see the light, the end of the tunnel. The gates of heaven have opened and it is good. Wait replace "heaven" with "Disneyland." Oh yeah, that's right ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to Disneyland! Tuesday and Wednesday! Its going to be kind of amazing. And then after that I am going to NYC BABY! October is just around the corner and I can't wait! I'm taking my vacation from Oct. 3-10... Ohh that reminds me Dore... uhh maybe wait to take your day off... You can celebrate your Birthday that Sunday but don't get too crazy on us! :-)
Speaking of my HP peeps... I was a little bummed cause the Burrow called me and canceled the meeting because RJK forgot to take her potion and she turned into a werewolf. A shame really, I should have told them that I can turn into a Stag so I totally could have hung out. I'm an unregistered Anamagus... Nevertheless, we will meet soon, maybe Friday or maybe even Thursday.
In other news, I am writing my children's book tonight. I am very excited about it right now because I am in solitude and just diving into my work. The story has jumped to another world right now and I am having fun playing with the character stories and throwing in little jokes. If I keep it up, I could actually get this thing published in the next 5 years. Whoo hoo!
Off to the world of my imagination... (I feel like Willy Wonka right now)
oompa loompa
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
BIGGEST LOSER!
The time is now!!
So I went on a trip to hang out with Kyle (Lisa's fiance) and I met this guy who is on The Biggest Loser! Yea... His roommate! Lets show the shout out love by going to NBC.com and voting for Ruben!!!
http://www.nbc.com/The_Biggest_Loser/contestants/
DO IT! RUBEN FOR THE BIGGEST LOSER!
So I went on a trip to hang out with Kyle (Lisa's fiance) and I met this guy who is on The Biggest Loser! Yea... His roommate! Lets show the shout out love by going to NBC.com and voting for Ruben!!!
http://www.nbc.com/The_Biggest_Loser/contestants/
DO IT! RUBEN FOR THE BIGGEST LOSER!
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Name Drop
Ok... So I guess writing famous character names gets some attention on blogs...
Charlie Bucket, The Shredder, Captain Planet, Papa Smurf, Muffy the Mouse, Jafar, and Tweaker from the Hugga Bunch.
Ok. So on my last blog I mentioned that I sat next to Zak Morse. Not the one from the show... But a guy I know named Zak Morse, and yes the rumors are true EVERYONE at my table started singing (except for the little guy who is only 6). It was good stuff.
Kudos to you who read my blog. You deserve a medal for withstanding such boredom and silliness.
Charlie Bucket, The Shredder, Captain Planet, Papa Smurf, Muffy the Mouse, Jafar, and Tweaker from the Hugga Bunch.
Ok. So on my last blog I mentioned that I sat next to Zak Morse. Not the one from the show... But a guy I know named Zak Morse, and yes the rumors are true EVERYONE at my table started singing (except for the little guy who is only 6). It was good stuff.
Kudos to you who read my blog. You deserve a medal for withstanding such boredom and silliness.
Saturday, September 10, 2005
A World of Slogans
So last night turned out to be a night of greatness...
So, the night started out when all of the kids were picked up early... When all the kids go home before 4:25 on a Friday night, you know good things are ahead. So, we sat around and I did a counseling session for a friend in need and then it was time to leave Hancock, cause we can "start here and go anywhere"... We opted for Happy Hour. We headed to Applebees where apparently we "felt good in the neighborhood" because everyone had a little something something to drink. Peach-Lemonade was the choice of drink for those under 5 foot.
After that I felt like we were on a commercial for Applebees... All of a sudden I realized who I was sitting next to-- Zak Morse!!! Come on guys!!! Saved by the Bell!!!! So I became very very excited and I started singing the theme song, and next thing I know all 7 of us were singing the theme song in full voice. The whole restaurant grew quiet as they realized, "Ahhh it's Friday, and it's Happy Hour."
After that I saw a group of those waiters and waitress going to sing happy birthday to a customer. OK... Let's all admit it, this is one of the silliest things ever. A bunch of people in uniform march up to some stranger and start clapping and cheering because someone whispers "It's her birthday" (while pointing rudely at someone who looks oblivious to it all). So I decided, my turn. I heard that obnoxious clapping rumbling next to the bar, so I jumped up and followed with the group and sang along. Hey, I was just "feelin' good in the neighborhood."
Well, that went over well, because one of my friends at the table claimed to have peed her pants in laughter. So I figured I better be like George and leave on a high note. So I took off, and a couple hours later Mickey Blue Eyes shows up and two minutes after that Tani Panti walks in. We decide its time to head to the Grad, and we give Tani a 3 min. time limit to "dress to impress." We then placed the same restriction upon Fat Tony, and then we were off to Salsa Night. It was a hot time in the salsa bowl. Comment for the day- Why do guys have to look serious on the dance floor and girls need to look like they are overly ecstatic?
After a bit of dancing and listening to people speak Spanish for days, we decided to head home where I sang the lullaby "I can't Make You Love Me" cause Fat Tony kept quoting it ALL ALL ALL night. Next thing you know, the backseat is sleeping and we're done. The end, no mas, es todos.
As for today? The world is my oyster and alas I'm allergic to shell fish.
Question for the day:
If you are significantly overweight why does Leptopril believe you have seen their add? Is it like a thestral where only fat people can see it?
So, the night started out when all of the kids were picked up early... When all the kids go home before 4:25 on a Friday night, you know good things are ahead. So, we sat around and I did a counseling session for a friend in need and then it was time to leave Hancock, cause we can "start here and go anywhere"... We opted for Happy Hour. We headed to Applebees where apparently we "felt good in the neighborhood" because everyone had a little something something to drink. Peach-Lemonade was the choice of drink for those under 5 foot.
After that I felt like we were on a commercial for Applebees... All of a sudden I realized who I was sitting next to-- Zak Morse!!! Come on guys!!! Saved by the Bell!!!! So I became very very excited and I started singing the theme song, and next thing I know all 7 of us were singing the theme song in full voice. The whole restaurant grew quiet as they realized, "Ahhh it's Friday, and it's Happy Hour."
After that I saw a group of those waiters and waitress going to sing happy birthday to a customer. OK... Let's all admit it, this is one of the silliest things ever. A bunch of people in uniform march up to some stranger and start clapping and cheering because someone whispers "It's her birthday" (while pointing rudely at someone who looks oblivious to it all). So I decided, my turn. I heard that obnoxious clapping rumbling next to the bar, so I jumped up and followed with the group and sang along. Hey, I was just "feelin' good in the neighborhood."
Well, that went over well, because one of my friends at the table claimed to have peed her pants in laughter. So I figured I better be like George and leave on a high note. So I took off, and a couple hours later Mickey Blue Eyes shows up and two minutes after that Tani Panti walks in. We decide its time to head to the Grad, and we give Tani a 3 min. time limit to "dress to impress." We then placed the same restriction upon Fat Tony, and then we were off to Salsa Night. It was a hot time in the salsa bowl. Comment for the day- Why do guys have to look serious on the dance floor and girls need to look like they are overly ecstatic?
After a bit of dancing and listening to people speak Spanish for days, we decided to head home where I sang the lullaby "I can't Make You Love Me" cause Fat Tony kept quoting it ALL ALL ALL night. Next thing you know, the backseat is sleeping and we're done. The end, no mas, es todos.
As for today? The world is my oyster and alas I'm allergic to shell fish.
Question for the day:
If you are significantly overweight why does Leptopril believe you have seen their add? Is it like a thestral where only fat people can see it?
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Me on TV
Ok guys... Basically I was on National TV tonight.
So a few weeks back Cory starts going on and on about some contest that he was going to enter. He had to take a picture of himself, and blah blah blah... But it turns out he is one of the 9 finalists to win the title of "The Greatest Dodger Fan on EARTH!" So I send the word out to vote for him, he works overtime to win the contest... And...
TA DA!
He is the GREATEST Dodger fan on earth! He won a butt-load of prizes and got to go to the game tonight. Well I called him, cause I couldn't find him... And then in the 8th inning...
I see Cory and Dezzie sitting there in the front row--TALKING ON THE PHONE TO ME! Ha. I was totally on TV. Just like when George W. was at the Olympics in Salt Lake and everyone wondered who he was talking to... Everyone tonight was wondering... "Ooo I wonder who that guy in the front row is talking to right now?"
I'll be putting my autograph on e-bay for all of you hardcore fans...
Holla at the Dodgers for playing a great game tonight!
So a few weeks back Cory starts going on and on about some contest that he was going to enter. He had to take a picture of himself, and blah blah blah... But it turns out he is one of the 9 finalists to win the title of "The Greatest Dodger Fan on EARTH!" So I send the word out to vote for him, he works overtime to win the contest... And...
TA DA!
He is the GREATEST Dodger fan on earth! He won a butt-load of prizes and got to go to the game tonight. Well I called him, cause I couldn't find him... And then in the 8th inning...
I see Cory and Dezzie sitting there in the front row--TALKING ON THE PHONE TO ME! Ha. I was totally on TV. Just like when George W. was at the Olympics in Salt Lake and everyone wondered who he was talking to... Everyone tonight was wondering... "Ooo I wonder who that guy in the front row is talking to right now?"
I'll be putting my autograph on e-bay for all of you hardcore fans...
Holla at the Dodgers for playing a great game tonight!
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Friends are Like...
OK… Maybe this is horrible, but I was talking with my mejor amigo tonight about the different types of friends one could have in his/her life and I came up with this theory: Some friends/people are like certain types of events and here’s how they go:.. Wait... This is suppose to be funny. Not necessarily "ha-ha" funny but, "oh that's funny" funny. So just laugh at my silliness. OK... Read:
1. Some friends are like going to a cheerleading competition. Other than the obvious peppy annoyance that this event may cause, is there anything bad that could actually happen at this event? Happy girls dancing around and leaping through the air in excitement? Even when you’re totally annoyed with the whole idea of a cheerleader competition you just enjoy being around them, cause heck—you start to believe that you’ve got spirit yes you do, and strangely you want to just respond “yes I do… how about you?”
2. Some friends are like a going to a baseball game. When you see them you are happy to see them, but you could always catch up with them on ESPN or just wait to hear about their adventures the next day in the office. Sure, they’re great fun when you have a hotdog and a beer in hand and you’re ready for a special event, but let’s face it… A hot dog and a beer every day really loses its special-ness.
3. Some friends are like going to a wrestling match. You enjoy the quarrel that takes place when you’re on the outskirts, and you tend to route for them, but you hope and pray that you’ll never I mean NEVER be the one in the ring, especially not the referee. Who wants to be in the middle of all that?
4. Some friends are like going to a chess match. As odd and awkward as it may seem, something just draws you into the intellectual conflict that they bring to you. You may not want to admit (yet) your secret appreciation for their analytical thinking (and your definitely not going to tell them that you have a picture of a rook and a bishop on your desktop) but you don’t mind calling them a mate, checkmate that is.
5. Some friends are like going to a Quidditch Match. You know its never really going to happen. They are a nice theory, but in reality they’re not going to fly, they’re not going to catch the Snitch, and you’re not going to watch anything other than them suiting up to go onto the pitch.
6. Some friends are like going to a pep rally. You get excited, there’s anticipation, and the best part there is a sense of hope, joy, and a feeling that as long as you stick together you can conquer the world (or at least those cross town rivals). Even when you walk away from the rally you still take that pom pom, a piece of the rally with you, reminding you to work it like Aloha.
Any other types you can think of?
1. Some friends are like going to a cheerleading competition. Other than the obvious peppy annoyance that this event may cause, is there anything bad that could actually happen at this event? Happy girls dancing around and leaping through the air in excitement? Even when you’re totally annoyed with the whole idea of a cheerleader competition you just enjoy being around them, cause heck—you start to believe that you’ve got spirit yes you do, and strangely you want to just respond “yes I do… how about you?”
2. Some friends are like a going to a baseball game. When you see them you are happy to see them, but you could always catch up with them on ESPN or just wait to hear about their adventures the next day in the office. Sure, they’re great fun when you have a hotdog and a beer in hand and you’re ready for a special event, but let’s face it… A hot dog and a beer every day really loses its special-ness.
3. Some friends are like going to a wrestling match. You enjoy the quarrel that takes place when you’re on the outskirts, and you tend to route for them, but you hope and pray that you’ll never I mean NEVER be the one in the ring, especially not the referee. Who wants to be in the middle of all that?
4. Some friends are like going to a chess match. As odd and awkward as it may seem, something just draws you into the intellectual conflict that they bring to you. You may not want to admit (yet) your secret appreciation for their analytical thinking (and your definitely not going to tell them that you have a picture of a rook and a bishop on your desktop) but you don’t mind calling them a mate, checkmate that is.
5. Some friends are like going to a Quidditch Match. You know its never really going to happen. They are a nice theory, but in reality they’re not going to fly, they’re not going to catch the Snitch, and you’re not going to watch anything other than them suiting up to go onto the pitch.
6. Some friends are like going to a pep rally. You get excited, there’s anticipation, and the best part there is a sense of hope, joy, and a feeling that as long as you stick together you can conquer the world (or at least those cross town rivals). Even when you walk away from the rally you still take that pom pom, a piece of the rally with you, reminding you to work it like Aloha.
Any other types you can think of?
Sunday, September 04, 2005
The Best Week Ever
Ok VH1 I'm back! This week I was pretty much on fire!
Things were goin my way on the highway so ladies and germs VOTE FOR ME! Cause I had the best week ever!
I met some amazing new friends on Sunday.
I woke up early on Monday.
I rolled out with the Burrow on Tuesday.
I went out with my Corbina buddies and house-mom to SLO. Pint nite.
I went to the movies on Thursday with a funny set of cousins and a girl whose name sounds like Panties.
I did laundry for the first time in three weeks (excluding a trip to work) and moved items out on Friday.
I created mob names with some of the most hilarious people ever, saw my cute little Casserole, met a real mob guy named Slick Nick, looked at a house that had lights on, explored for make out kids, hung out with Rose Vernon, watched Joe screw in light bulbs, laughed with Fat Tony, was touched by Trixie Fat Lips, and filled out invites for a baby named Korah.
I sang a little ditty at church trying to ignore my heart that had been turned to stone and wrote three pages of backstory for
my story (which I am almost ready to put into full chapter part--and if I may say so I am pretty pleased with my brain processes so far!) and now I'm blogging today.
So yeah... Best Week Ever... VH1 hook a brother up!
peace, love, and harry potter
Things were goin my way on the highway so ladies and germs VOTE FOR ME! Cause I had the best week ever!
I met some amazing new friends on Sunday.
I woke up early on Monday.
I rolled out with the Burrow on Tuesday.
I went out with my Corbina buddies and house-mom to SLO. Pint nite.
I went to the movies on Thursday with a funny set of cousins and a girl whose name sounds like Panties.
I did laundry for the first time in three weeks (excluding a trip to work) and moved items out on Friday.
I created mob names with some of the most hilarious people ever, saw my cute little Casserole, met a real mob guy named Slick Nick, looked at a house that had lights on, explored for make out kids, hung out with Rose Vernon, watched Joe screw in light bulbs, laughed with Fat Tony, was touched by Trixie Fat Lips, and filled out invites for a baby named Korah.
I sang a little ditty at church trying to ignore my heart that had been turned to stone and wrote three pages of backstory for
my story (which I am almost ready to put into full chapter part--and if I may say so I am pretty pleased with my brain processes so far!) and now I'm blogging today.
So yeah... Best Week Ever... VH1 hook a brother up!
peace, love, and harry potter
Saturday, September 03, 2005
New Mob Members
The Kiniry Clan...
Cody = The Cadillac Kid
Beaumont = Babyface McGee
Erin = Fancy Fists
Dore = Dollface Dolly
Brenna = Mad-tooth Lucy
Erika = The Eskimo
Becks = Snap Foot McGee
Dad = Seldom Seen Sammy
Cody = The Cadillac Kid
Beaumont = Babyface McGee
Erin = Fancy Fists
Dore = Dollface Dolly
Brenna = Mad-tooth Lucy
Erika = The Eskimo
Becks = Snap Foot McGee
Dad = Seldom Seen Sammy
This Just In!
Mob names for all of your crazy cats out there. Parker, Tani---I mean Mickey Blue Eyes, Tani Panti, and I (Spotted Dick McBritt) came up with all of the names. If you were not given a mob name that means we love you but haven't thought of one yet, so leave a comment and we'll hook you up with one.
Michael Parker = Mickey Blue Eyes
Tanya = Tani Panti
Michael Shaw = Spotted Dick McBritt
Jimmy Patterson = Slim Jim
Jackie = Lil’ Red
Alyssa = Fat Tony
Jim Allen = Knuckles McGruff
Jen Allen = Rhonda McGruff
Jon = Johnny the Jaw
Morgan = Big Mo
Jason Hylton = Tammy Two Trunks
Ashli = The Murph
Nicole = Trixie Fat Lips
Kevin = Shaggy McGlenn
Deirdre = Big Momma Banker
Jacinda = Princess Portia
Austen = Uncle Sammy
Nick = Nicky Four Eyes
Becky = The Juggernaut
Andrew = Toucan Tommy
Jen Loux = Curly Donna
Billy = Hammer Head Harvey
Jim Jacobs = Danny the Duck
James Barr = The Walrus
Tiffany Barr = The Carpenter
Randy McBurny = Klucks McBurny
Michael Parker = Mickey Blue Eyes
Tanya = Tani Panti
Michael Shaw = Spotted Dick McBritt
Jimmy Patterson = Slim Jim
Jackie = Lil’ Red
Alyssa = Fat Tony
Jim Allen = Knuckles McGruff
Jen Allen = Rhonda McGruff
Jon = Johnny the Jaw
Morgan = Big Mo
Jason Hylton = Tammy Two Trunks
Ashli = The Murph
Nicole = Trixie Fat Lips
Kevin = Shaggy McGlenn
Deirdre = Big Momma Banker
Jacinda = Princess Portia
Austen = Uncle Sammy
Nick = Nicky Four Eyes
Becky = The Juggernaut
Andrew = Toucan Tommy
Jen Loux = Curly Donna
Billy = Hammer Head Harvey
Jim Jacobs = Danny the Duck
James Barr = The Walrus
Tiffany Barr = The Carpenter
Randy McBurny = Klucks McBurny
I turned 151 Today!
Yes it's true! I have now posted 151 Blogs on this page! Whoo hoo!
I'm such a survivor! Now here's my Harry Facts:
Name Michael Shaw
Age 22
Gender Male
House Gryffindor
Wand Birch, 10", Phoenix Feather
Best Course Herbology
Worst Course Divination
Pet Spectacled Owl
Patronus Banshee
Quidditch Job Commentator
Wizard Candy Sugar Quills
Profession After School Professional Quidditch Player
Talk about a mut of a character---part Harry, part Neville!!!
I'm such a survivor! Now here's my Harry Facts:
Name Michael Shaw
Age 22
Gender Male
House Gryffindor
Wand Birch, 10", Phoenix Feather
Best Course Herbology
Worst Course Divination
Pet Spectacled Owl
Patronus Banshee
Quidditch Job Commentator
Wizard Candy Sugar Quills
Profession After School Professional Quidditch Player
Talk about a mut of a character---part Harry, part Neville!!!
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