Hello all (or none). You may notice the title has been changed once again for this blog. For the next three days, the title will be "Indospectivuality." It was submitted by Emma Refvem of Mount Airy, NC. I have a certain connection with this title. I made it up, as a matter of fact. It's totally random, and has no real meaning, I can assure you (and in that way it is like "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"). Emma wanted a title for a short musical piece she had written. That's what I came up with. And so, there you have it: the origin of "indospectivuality." You can't really use it in many ways, but you can get out of an argument. For example, if you're bickering with someone and you just want to get out of it, what do you do? You use a big word they're bound not to know. So you say, "I'm getting sick and tired of all this dispensable indospectivuality!" and walk out of the room. That would just work great. I don't think I'll ever really use it myself. Well, it seems as though more than half of the readers of this blog are gone (excluding me). I can safely say I might be talking to myself........ Hello! *echo, echo* Hmmmm..... And this is just another one for the archives.

As I have mentioned many times this week, it is summer. And as it is summer, many people are going on trips, vacations, or just away from home. At some point in this summer (I don't know exactly when yet), I shall be doing the same. Once or twice, anyhow. It just so happens that two readers of this blog are about to embark on things that take them away from home. First, there's Emma Refvem......yay Emma! You're getting away from Mount Airy! Emma's going to camp. Then there's Sarah Gitt....Sarah, way to go on getting away from the big MA. Sarah's going to San Francisco. So, here's a little parade for these leaving readers of this blog, and all others I might not know about. Gee, I hope I can get out of Mount Airy at some point or another. You may have to go here before the pictures will show up on the blog. I don't know what's up with that. Oh well. Have a great summer, everyone; and don't get hurt...

Phluff n' stuff. It doesn't appear that I'll be able to post that recording today. Our good quality microphone is lost, and I cannot find it anywhere! So, without the vocals, I can't put it up. This particular microphone has been in the family since I was real young. I'll bet some of the bite marks on it are mine. When I was little, I didn't talk into the microphone, I just sort of bit it and smashed the top of it. But about a year ago, I dug it up bent it back into shape. Technically, it's a studio quality microphone. The only other microphone we have here sounds really really bad, and I'm not gonna record vocals with it. I recorded the tambourine part with it, but that's different. Maybe this is a good thing, though. This will give me more time to get a hold of a bass, maybe. We'll just have to let it be a surprise! Moving on, my oldest brother Greg left to the beach today. he's staying there all week. I don't know how he can stand it. I don't like the beach that much. When we go to Florida, we usually go to the beach once all week. In that one day, I get burnt to the crisp, and I can't move for the rest of our visit. It's horrible. I also can't go under salt-water and open my eyes when I come back up. My cousins that live down there were doing it like they were fish or something. It made me mad, because I'd have to crawl blindly to the beach, and sit there until I could open my eyes again. Anyhow, Greg took with him his very nice Alvarez acoustic/electric guitar, so I can't finish the last guitar part I needed on the recording either. In other news, when I was working outside today, I came across a large 3 foot black rat snake resting in the shade of a thorn tree. I got the shovel, knowing what I had to do, and just sat there looking at it for a while. I talked to the serpent, telling it how I knew that it really didn't do anything wrong to me, but that it might harm myself or someone in my family, or one of its spawn might somewhere down the line. I told it that I knew it thought the shade was comfortable and that it didn't have ears and that I was just rambling on until that awful moment came, and then it started to move! I jumped into action, knowing that my chance might be missed if I didn't act quickly. I swung the shovel down, after a short hesitation. I had hit it pretty hard on the head, but it kept moving for minutes afterwards. The rest is too graphic to attempt to describe lightly. I mean, I just had to keep going down on that thing to put it out of its misery. So, from relaxing in a nice, awesomely cool and refreshing shade to be pounded on the head with a shovel, a snake's day off was ruined today. Sorry snake. Or maybe not, I don't know. There isn't much more to say. Only half of my day has passed, and there's still much work to be done! =/BdG\=

Greetings everyone. I am happy to report that I haven't really done anything today. That's because it's summer! And it was raining outside (not one of the good playful rains), so I couldn't work out there. Instead, I've stayed inside recording a song. I should have it done and posted tomorrow. It's going real well. I don't have much to complain about with it, as I usually do with my recordings. Things are mixing better, too. I'm going to be adding a synth-type part in after I post this blog. I already have most of the guitar parts and all of the drum parts in. The only part I don't have is a bass. I don't have a bass! Maybe I'll borrow one sometime, add it in, and post the newer one. Who knows? I'd have to go through getting a callous on my thumb again (because I don't like the sound of a picked bass), and that hurts a ton and a half. It did last time, anyhow. So tomorrow go to the recording page (there will be a link up tomorrow) and download it! It should be good. Goodbye peoples. Have fun (or more fun than I am having).

Hello jello. I have changed the title once again for the next three days. This title, "I wish I was a glow worm," was also submitted by Holly Deschane of High Point. Yes, she submitted two in a row, which isn't that rare. Thank you, Holly, for your suggestions. So, I went a little crazy on the blogging yesterday, eh? I'll tone it down for sure today. I haven't been doing too much; just more outside work. I am really in the mood for a campout. Our Boy Scout troop hasn't gone camping in the longest time because 1) we are lazy, and 2) it's hard to find a time that all our leaders (or at least two of them) can get off work at once. I miss camping and all that stuff. After I graduate from high school in two more years, I'm going to go on a week-long camping and hiking trip if I have nothing else to do. I really want to do some rock climbing, although I don't really have that much experience. Once when we went to Linville Gorge, I scaled down this precipitous rock side, and found I really couldn't get back up. My shoes were too bulky, and I couldn't find places to put my feet. So here I am in the middle of the woods, and I took my shoes and socks off, threw them on top of the mammoth boulder, and was able to climb the thing with little difficulty. Later, I climbed to the top of a rock mountain type thing called Babel Tower. You know, all the stuff Mom wouldn't let me do if she had been with me. It was all fun. Laters, everyone.

This is one of those days that calls for a triple-blogging (fanfare plays in background)! What a great start to summer. No, I didn't win a million dollars [yet]. I just had to write about the rain we had today. What great rain! If that wasn't the best rain we've had in two years, then I must have slept through the other one! When it began raining, I found that it was one of those rainstorms that are irresistable. I ran outside and just ran and ran. Even though I was sort of sore from my PE exam yesterday, it didn't stop me at all. I ran for just running. I jumped in mud puddles! That's something I haven't done in years. I don't quite know what it was, but it was a thing that could only occur during summer. The rain came down. I had gone inside for after hearing a bit of thunder when the hail started to come down. By the time I got back outside, the hail was gone. It was still fun. I can only hope there will be many more of those days, with intermittent warm rain and carefree times. I still have a lot of work to do this summer; for one thing, I've got to get a job. But until then, long live summer, the lifter of plagues, the bringer of memories!

*Grumble grumble* It appears that the cable modem won't be fixed until tomorrow at the earliest. Oh well. I can deal with this for now. I don't think I'll have anything more to talk about later, so I'll just say everything now. My first day of summer has been summery; or as we call it at the Gentry household, boring. I don't like waking up late, but I did it. I'd rather be bored longer than asleep. I feel like I'm missing something if I sleep in. Not that I slept in that long, but the feeling is still the same. I took the pleasure of mowing the front lawn after my last post. I love mowing the lawn! It's a very strange thing, but it's true. When I mow the lawn, it's like I have a chance to put my thoughts in order. I like to just think when I mow, as it happens freely. I think about all sorts of things. For instance, today I thought about how I though when I mowed the lawn, and how I would post that thought on my blog, etc. I can concentrate on my thoughts a whole lot better with the lawn mower. That's kind of reverse to what you'd think, since it's a very loud "RWEEEERRRRRRRYYYYYYYEEEEERRRRRRWWEEEERRR" and all. Yes, I am thankful for lawn mowers. I also enjoy the smell of cut grass. Not that we have grass in our yard. It's all just a bunch of weeds the color of green. We have a lot of clovers, and a small patch of dandelions. I got to mow beside our blue spruce that has a million honeysuckles growing off its side! It smelt real good. I can smell honeysuckles a mile off. Well, I guess that's all I wanted to write about. Thanks for reading my blog!

Bah bah! Something was wrong with the net yesterday (and today, as a factual matter). I finally got fed up with it and hooked up a 56K. On the cable modem, a little light is flashing under "Cable," meaning the a wire's been cut somewhere, we forgot to pay a bill, or something. However, I did write yesterday for my blog. I don't like saving it in files because I get paranoid that lightning will strike the computer, or a theif will come in and rip out the hard drive or something. Who knows? So, here it is:


Another day is over, trampled beneath my feet! No, seriously, I finished my two exams today. I was so happy to get them over with. The English exam was just a lot of writing. Yeah, we wrote a lot. After that, we watched more of Les Miserables. I've now seen the whole movie. In a staggered way, of course, but I was able to piece it all together. I don't know how I did on that exam. I didn't ask if she had even finished grading them. It was one of those things where I felt like if I asked, she would burn the school down, or give me a failing grade *shudders*. After that, I proceeded to lunch and ate some really old applesauce, which I shouldn't have done. I went to the PE exam. Man, that stank. I stank, I mean, after it was over. That was tough stuff for me! I'm not used to pushing myself for so long. I'm a Gentry! Come on! Well, I guess there's probably more Shuler blood in me than Gentry, and that's why I got tired so easily, but who cares? It was just a bunch of running and exercises. After doing this for about 30 minutes, we were told to run two more laps, and then walk four. I did just that. Amidst walking the very last part of my very first lap, I felt really bad, like I was going to puke. It was all vomitrotious, but I didn't. It cleared up real quick, and I regained my senses about midway through the second lap of walking. Before that, I was a zombie. It was all worth it. I think I got a 100 on that exam (I didn't really ask for my exam grade; just my final grade). So, I'm glad that's over. I eventually got home. Later on, my friend David Sloop, who plays a very mean bass (it bites) and I went to practice playing some music. He brought his upright bass and regretted it because it makes him so tired to play and kills his fingers. We played for a while though. I didn't really do anything for the rest of the day. Go figure. Oh, and this stupid internet won't work. I can't figure it out. I should be able to post tomorrow (from 5/26/03's perspective). I have said all I will. And if I told you more, you'd have to kill me, er........I'd have to kill me, er.....forget it.


That's all. I will post today's blog later. Hopefully the cable modem will be fixed by then. I don't know what the deal is with it. I forgot how slow a 56K was. I'm an ingrate..........

Good day, everyone. I suppose you might have noticed that today, the title was changed. This was the first title submitted to this "contest" (of which there was no winner, or at least not yet). It was submitted by Holly Deschane of High Point, NC. Ummm.....I think she stole this off of homestarrunner.com on one of the Strong Bad e-mails, which are always a bag of laughs. But that's okay Holly, we won't have you sued yet! In another three days, I will change out the title again to the next submitted. Well, here comes the summer! Everyone goes their separate ways, except for me. I stay at home and do nothing. I don't know. I've got Boy Scout Summer Camp, and my family might be going either up north or down to Florida. Maybe both, maybe neither. I've also got Youth Conference, which is usually pretty good, but this year it will be the absolute best! This year, we are pulling handcarts across the woods. "How can this be the best?!" you might think, but I know it's going to be great. Yeah, I'm psyched about that. I might try to play at Mountain Breeze Music at least once this season. I've also got to go see over Fundamentals Camp for marching band. This is where many of the freshmen go to learn the basics of marching band. Then, I've got to go to band camp, where the whole of the marching band comes together to work on the fundamentals together, and to start learning our places on the field for our show. It's long and strenuous, but I've gotten through it twice. Oh, bother. It seems like I'm kind of not doing a whole bunch at all. I might throw eggs at trees covered in ivy vines once or twice; who knows? Have you ever typed your own name into a search engine? I did today, and found less than I have before. I mean, I find a lot of Brad Gentrys, but hardly any that are actually me. For instance, I found some guy at Yale with the same name, a good few athletes (obviously not me), etc. Humdidum. I think [and know] that's it. I'm out. --BdG03

Blah blah blog. This day came and went quick enough. There's not much to talk about, so I will talk about all the surfaces an infrared mouse will work on. Obviously, the mouse will work on a mouse pad. If it weren't able to do that, it'd just be stupid. An infrared mouse will work on paneled particle board (many desktops are made from this). It will work on the back rest of an office chair. The upholstery of this chair is a mixture of synthetic materials such as polyester. Yes, the mouse even works on the monitor screen (regular curved glass monitor). An HP Deskjet 712C printer can be used as the surface for an IR mouse, but I don't know if other printers will do the same. I'm pretty sure they do. A laptop hard drive, though rather miniscule, works as well. Many things obviously work! I will not stop until I get everything! Here's a list of things that do work:

Remote Controls for VCRs
Headphones
Styrofoam Plates
Ruined Shoes with Holes in them
Hairy Legs (mine, at least)
Synthetic material Socks
The Casio PT-100 electronic mini-keyboard
A carpeted floor
Flannel shirts
Walls
Dry-erase Boards
Toshiba Cable Modems
Yellow Pencils
Harmonica cases

Well, the list goes on. The only thing I couldn't get the mouse to work on was an analog non-chordless phone. You know, the type with a twirly wire. They're good for when the power goes out. The only reason I can think of as to why it doesn't work is because the part where I tried it might be too thin. An IR mouse is a good investment and works on most any surface. That's all for now! Indeed, this is the end of this blog.

I've been having lots of trouble with my blog today. I was halfway through writing a blog earlier, when the whole thing disappeared. That made me mad, just like so many other things lately. I really should calm down. School is practically over: just two more exams. In first, we started watching Les Miserables. I've seen the end of it before, but not the first. In second, we did absolutely nothing. I finished reading "Timeline" in there. I didn't finish it last night because I knew I would be bored at school and would want something to do. I still had lots of leftover time in that period though, so I was real bored. The book was very good with very little to complain about. I recommend it highly! Another thanks to Emma Refvem for letting me borrow her copy! In third, we practiced for playing at graduation tonight. You know, just mediocre. In fourth, an ice cream and pizza party was thrown for all the sophmores who passed the competency test we took earlier in the semester. It was a lot more boring than I thought it would be. I really didn't have anywhere to sit or anything, although I did. Oh well. I went back to the band room until the end of school. When I got home, I had a few nervous breakdowns, then went right as rain. I went to the graduation, getting there a little late. It was okay though. I only missed warm-up. The whole thing went well. My brother Kyle graduated. I was proud of him. Anyhow, after that, we went and ate very shortly at Prime Sirloin (where Western Steer used to be). Following that, Mom and I went to Wal-Mart to get groceries. Finally, I am here at home, and happy to be here again. Wow, my writing is so sporadic. Sorry, I'll start trying to make it a little more consecutive. Hmmm....I haven't received any more title suggestions. I guess I should start giving each title its turn on this page like I said I would. Okay, starting soon I will. Also, the Yashingo webpage is currently non-existent (for those who really care). My brother has just re-registered the name, and will rebuild it soon, hopefully better. I might have a hand in re-creating it; who knows? I suppose that's all I have to say (I don't know what I want to say until I say it). This blog might appear as being posted on Saturday, but we'll count it for Friday. That's all! I'm dead tired! Good night all, and keep safe, or I guess you won't be safe.

Post! Post! There's been a lot of trouble with the computer today. Dad got a new 80 gig hard drive, and its installation was giving some problems. So I've been without the computer until this late hour. It's not like I have to be rested for anything, though. Anyhow, for some reason, the obnoxious NPR announcers woke me up at four in the morning! Four! I was so angry, I couldn't get back to sleep after shutting the radio off. I tried to dream myself back to sleep, but it didn't work. Later this morning, I got ready and went to seminary. At school, I spent the whole of first and second period working on a book report. The book was half as long as the other books I did book reports on, but it had so many details that the report is longer than the other reports. Lunch wasn't so bad. I had a huge duel with Lilly Brannock, playing Egyptian Ratscrew. It was a total back-and-forth game, but I eventually won. In band, we played through some stuff and then watched a movie. Emma Refvem was kind enough to restore a copy of "Timeline" to me, so I was able to continue in the story. I read it all fourth period. After school, we had a brief section leader's meeting for all those who will be section leaders in marching band next season. We talked about all the basic stuff: nothing spectacular. Although, now Brandon Helton is afraid because he might have a trouble-maker in his section. I've got the best section anyone could ask for, as usual. No trouble out of these people, and lots of laughs. Anyhow, when I finally got home (I had to wait for Mom to finish on her bus route), I read and read. I actually fell asleep reading, and woke up an hour later. I had this weird dream that was somehow connected with the book, although I don't quite remember details. I've read and read since. Good book, it is. Anyhow, that's my pointless day. I hope everyone else has a more eventful day, or whatever is to his or her pleasing. I guess some people might like uneventful days... Goodbye, all. =/\=BdG=/\=

Hmph....only a few more days of school left. I am really getting tired of it. Needless to say, my day at school was not very good. It is so monotonous there, and I am really getting sick of boredom. All we do in any given class is watch movies or nothing at all. So, I don't need to give a description of this school day. When I got home, I couldn't even bear to listen to much music, I was so encumbered by the boredom. I listened to Rosebud's "Walk Away" over and over again. You know what? I don't believe anybody comes here anymore, Brad. Oh yeah? Well I do. I've got a point there. I'm somebody, maybe; maybe not. I will now write about boredom. I hope this doesn't bore you. Boredom is that place, where, when you reach it, all you want to do is get on the floor and fall asleep, but then you wake up and you have drooled all over yourself. Boredom is the food that you eat only when you are out of bread, peanut butter or jelly. Boredom is the only fossil that can be found that would be thrown back into the hillside without a moment's thought. Boredom is the word that starts a bunch of these sentences. Boredom is the swimming pool that all the kids jump in, then back out of because the water tastes like sweat. Finally, boredom is MAHS. I hope next year provides more work, because I'd rather be doing work and failing a class than doing no work and passing.....or maybe not, but I think you might see what I mean. Oh, if I could only have something to do! I tried to sleep at school today, but I couldn't get the hang of it. I did fall asleep for a few minutes of band, but woke up, and couldn't fall back to sleep. I'm pathetic, I'm afraid. I guess the reason I'm so bored is because I'm so boring. That could have a lot to do with it, you know. I heard the more boring you are, the more bored you can be. I am rambling to take up space, and that last sentence was a totally made-up lie. No, nothing happens at the Gentry household. Oh, Weird Al's new album came out yesterday. Pardon my tardiness on this announcement. I bid you all farewells and good luck on anything and everything. Have a fun-filled-anti-boredom day!

Testing........1, 2, 3. I think that the peanut butter from Lance's Toastchee PB crackers should be marketed separately. You know, regular peanut butter doesn't taste that good. That stuff is my favorite. But if you eat only the peanut butter, that leaves only the cracker, which is not the most pleasant thing to eat alone. Sometimes if you stack all the bare crackers, they taste a whole let better. There is strength, or taste, in numbers after all. Continuing, first period was a soporific drag. We took our Wordsmart test. The good part is that we got to watch more of the French version of Cyrano de Bergerac. I like it in written play form better, though. I didn't do anything in second. I mean, if we really don't have to, why bother? I did launch a few basketballs across the court, but stopped when my arms got tired. Lunch was okay, but as always, it could have been better. Band was a hoot, or not. We played some stuff, and watched a movie. I got sick on eating old cookies. I really wasn't feeling very good there for a while. We finished the movie in fourth, when I found myself staring at the peg-board wall. There wasn't much to do without a good book to read. I hadn't read a book for fun until about a week or two ago. It feels good to do that again. I am taking a brief intermission, though. I came home and used the shop vac to pick up a bunch of stuff. No details.......it just needed to be done. Then I just saw that Ohm came online. Now I am typing this sentence. That Ringo Starr cracks me up every time. Well, I might even post later, if I can think of anything to write. Later folks.......

Ugh....I'm not feeling too well. I think I went a little crazy on those hamburgers tonight. Well, I only had two. I shouldn't be feeling like I gotta ralph or something. Anyhow, this day is almost done. In first period, I watched as other people presented their English projects. In #2, we had our last health class. We'll be having PE for the rest of the semester (sarcastic "woohoo"). We also got our baby projects back. I got a 98. I'm very pleased with it considering half of it was written and it was all put together the night before. Pangsee Xiong got 113 on hers! I knew she'd get a super-high grade, as she always does exemplary work. I froze during lunch. In third, we played through some music a little. After that, the class watched a movie while I continued reading Timeline. It really is getting good, right there in the middle. Kind of like a sandwhich, I guess. Or an oreo.... In fourth, I had to return that same book to the library. I'll be getting another copy to finish it off. I choked down enough dust from under the band room risers to give me black-lung. I didn't find too many cool things, though. Just some shoes and helmets and pictures and a really old Spanish gold coin worth 5 million dollars (4,291,577.26 Euros). There wasn't much to do today in any class. I came home and read, and did stuff, and the time has utterly slipped away to oblivion. It seems as though my brain is as clueless as.......myself when trying to think of a simile. This means I don't really know what to write. Globber, boggler, regglob, bolgerg, etc. A little e-mail never hurt nobody....except for maybe the Cheat. I am going to go now. Call (336)-789-0123 if you need help with homework!

I've got some exciting news for all of you! Well, actually I don't. Story of my life, eh? I started and finished a story for an English project today. It was kind of fun. I adopted my old fourth grade writing style (the one I used back in the day when all I wanted to do was write stories, and when we had the longest-story-wins contests). It actually works real well, but I don't know if it makes for good literature. All I do is start writing stuff down. I don't ever really know where it's going, or what I'm talking about, but it worked and got me three full pages to go on. I don't do that rough draft stuff though. Who does? I do sort of edit it as I go about writing it. What's the point in wasting time? I watched the Beatles' "A Hard Day's Night" today. I don't remember it being so random. It's very funny, especially when they do funny things. Too bad it's so dry. You can't separate a British comedy from its inane dryness. It's as dry as a biscuit sitting in a desert. I've added another song to this archive. That brings the total up to two songs! I recorded this new one ("Down About It") a few months ago, and upon listening to it today, I found it not as displeasing as I had once thought. It's still not great, but okay. I sort of like the overdubbing. Enjoy, or hate. I don't think I have much else to do now. I'm all out of things I want to say. I won't say things I don't want to say (I wanted to say that). Okay, goodbye.

Get out of here! What a disgrace! Sorry peoples, this will never happen again. I suppose he has a point, though. I know what I'll do about that. I have just fixed the title submission thing that is at the bottom of this page. I will run the contest until next Wednesday. I noticed a few submissions were attempted, but rejected because I'm not going to buy service from this cheap formsite.com. Anyhow, it's working now. And if I receive so many more suggestions, I will change the titles out every three days, instead of the proposed week. So much for that. This day has been of the very worst nature. I stayed up late last night reading in Timeline. I wanted to become submerged in it so I would read it during Saturday school today. So, when I went to Saturday school down in the dungeons of the old Junior High, it was so crowded we had to go to the gym. I was tired, but I read like crazy. After the first make-up period was over, a handful of people left, and we migrated back to the alternative school room. I continued reading; reading so fast, the pages were catching on fire! Well, not really. I am really sounding stupid as I read back over this. Dang. I am not proud of this week's blogs. I have to get back into the feel of it....... Anyhow, as I was saying, the third, and last, period of make-up time came around. I didn't have to stay for any but one, but my brother was having to make up some time, and he needed to stay for all three. It was okay with me, though, because I just wanted to read. I read and read. I got through a fifth of the book just at the school. Anyhow, when we finally left, the trip home was a long, and cold trip indeed. I fell asleep in the car outside of a store while Mom went in with my little brother to find a birthday gift for his friend. When we did get home, I read for a little while (I am surprised I wasn't burnt out with it), but stupidly fell asleep while reading. I had originally planned to go to a church dance in Hickory tonight, but when I woke up, my rides had long gone. This was a point in which I was infuriated by myself with. I hate sleep, but I love it! I want to sleep forever, but I miss so much when I am asleep. Luck is not with me when I sleep. No. This was a very angering day for me, one because I didn't want to get up and go to school on a Saturday, and two, because I missed the dance where I could have stood around not dancing for a few hours. It's a hobby of mine that I've nearly perfected. Anyhow, the day is over, long over. I'm not tired enough to go back to sleep yet. I guess I'll end up reading, or writing on my last English project, or something. No, never mind. I hate the computer. Reading it is.

Yeah, Brad this is a tip. People are probably not senting you any suggestions for your title because they can't. Of course, I'm right does it look like I'm lying, well I might be. I tried senting you a suggestion but it said (directly quoting), "The result storage capacity has been reached for this account. Your form results were not saved. Please contact the form owner." Those were the exact words of the thingy that popped up. I recommend that you try it yourself and fix the problem.

Man, I am just so dang boring.

What an irresolved day. I suppose there's still some time left, though. I don't know what's bee nso strange about it; me, I guess. The air is redolent with the smell of honeysuckles. We have a bunch around here. I want to make a whole cup's worth of nectar from the honeysuckles. That would be difficult and time consuming. It's not like I really have anything better to do around here. Okay....this morning at seminary I nearly knocked the brains out of Jacob Ray with a basketball. I first period, we had Mrs. King as a substitute, and watched the French version of Cyrano de Bergerac (made how it is supposed to be portrayed). I read in second, attempted to read in third (but finding myself with an attention deficit), and read a little in fourth, watched a little TV, but remained to my own devices, mostly. I have done nothing at home thus far. An eventful day, eh (a rhyme!)? I'd like to see something more pathetic. School is becoming the worst mixture of all ends of boredom. The government has made formal requests to use our own MA High School as a penal torture cell. That request is still pending. Bah.......I don't guess there's much I can do about it. I miss the old days. Wait.....what old days? Is the following ellipsis necessary...I don't know. Maybe this summer won't be so great if I feel like I don't have any worries or responsibilities. Maybe it would be much better for myself if I were to pile myself with projects of some sort or another that would have bad effects if I were not to complete them. It wouldn't be the same, but it would be a start. The Title Suggestion Contest is almost over! Quickly turn in any last submissions. I stop taking results at 8:00 PM Eastern on Sunday the 18th. I fear this is all I have to say. Good evening, everyone. Please save some water for the fishes. Goodnight (if it is a good night, which I doubt).

Wow. I forgot I put the below on this blog this morning. It's time to confide my communist confessions. After such a long and busy day of reflections, I have collected my thoughts into a single blog's worth of good stuff. Here is my communist theory: communists are those who never grow up. Never. You see, this is proved by the fact that many kids I am acquainted [and live] with are, as far as I can see, communist. All, regular Gorbys running around the house! I don't hear, "Shut up, comrade!" or, "Hand me that box of cereal, and long live the People," but it's implied. This is fortified by the fact that when Mom buys cookies, my younger siblings demand equality (meaning they cry if someone else is to receive more than they), but would willingly and discreetly snag a few for themselves if the opportunity arrived. Yes, I live in a highly communist household. An "Enforced Equality!" mat has replaced the Welcome mat. I have to consistently check behind my back when doing homework lest someone be stealing it so they don't have to do the same homework when he or she reaches my grade level. Or something like that. Anyhow, you may get the idea (or you may not). Just don't be surprised if I grow out a mustache and wear red clothing all the time. Moving on to my day: fluid. Yes, my day was fluid, but still prolonged. I've done a lot of reading today, finishing Sherlock Holmes, and beginning Crichton's "Timeline." The first mentioned was good, and the latter is good so far. I can't wait to get into it. Well, I fear exhaustion is catching up with me. Yes, I will have to leave very soon. A great big thank you to all my supportive friends today! A great big congrats to all those awesomorific friends who received awards today! Yes, indeedy. Good night, sleep well, and don't take the moon for granted (there's supposed to be a full lunar eclipse tonight, but it's rather overcast). Farewell, comrades.

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Cool deal. Well guys, what can I say? It's good to be back. You don't know how much I have actually missed this part that so quickly was integrated into my daily routine. I needed this past week for alleviating so much stress. Well, to relieve myself from due projects, anyhow. The stress is still there and will be there truly until school is over. Oh well. I'm sure we'd all like to give a round of applause for our guest blogger, but we aren't for the simple fact that he cannot hear them. Thank you very much Mr. Patel. It feels so good to write longer entries again. I made all those small, pathetic comments. Nothing much has gone on in the past week. I have, however, decided what to do about the title suggestion thing. I will run the contest until next Sunday night (5/18/03), and starting Monday, I will let every title suggestion submitted have a turn being the title of this blog, all in the chronological order they were submitted. That means you have a few more days to suggest a title! If I end up taking immense favor towards one or another, it could still become a permanent title of this blog! Some prize, huh? Okay, on to my day. Today was as normal as any other abnormal day. I did nothing in first period, bowled two horrible games in second, read in third and fourth (finishing a basic Sherlock Holmes mystery and moving on to another). That was really it. I wish I could say that I did something like.......well....like something. But, that's all. I have a project due for English on Monday, and then my schooling this immediate half of the year is done for. I wish you all a good night's sleep. Everyone else must be getting good sleep, because they are taking my good sleep. Don't worry, it's a plague. Alrighty then! Good night.

Why haven't you still kicked my off! This is the next day. I will just sent you the pictures that are pretty funny and you can post them yourself. It was fun blogging for you my friends, and I would not mind blogging for you again. Brad, anytime you can't do it you shouldn't count on me, but over the summer I won't mind subing for you as a substitute if you need me.

The only time I will let someone else blog is when I'm not around to do it myself. For instance, I believe someone will be blogging while I am away to summer camp and other stuff this summer. Anyhow, we will get your pictures up here before I kick you out. Well done, Ohm. I have seen some good blogs here the past week. I guess I'll take over tomorrow. That's all for now!

Sorry about the delay in posting. I didn't have time to post the last two previous days. You should have mutliple users blogging like 3 or 4 so if one person forgets then noone will notice as long as no one point it out(*sneeze Brad*). Well anyways I have to go think about an essay on the importance of the river in the book Siddhartha. I have no idea what to write about. This is pathetic, even sparknotes can't help me. I have a couple of funny pictures to post but I don't know how so if you could tell me how, Brad, before you kick me off that would be great.

Hum diddly. Ohm didn't post yesterday. Today would, in normal circumstances, be his last posting day. Where is that kid? I am talking to his little sister Tulsi right now. Blah blah blah. Well, I've got to go get ready for that rockem' sockem' concert band performance tonight, featuring......the world-class artists that won't be there. Later.

I just upgraded this blog to Dano! What the heck is it? I don't really know! Is it different, or is it neat? I should very much like to scratch my feet.

I went crazy with a chainsaw today and cut down a lot of stuff in the back yard. Don't worry, we found all the pieces to my arm. My back will suffer for years from this day.

I am uselessly blogging from Eva Perry Library, a public library in Cary. I was forced to come here by my mom. Next to me are a couple of old people that look like they are from Florida because one has a sunvisor on, but there is no sun here, and don't have a clue what they are doing on the computer. Well actually one does and the other doesn't. The one that doesn't is the one doing the clicking and the one that has some what of a clue is doing the guiding. They are probably RV campers that are lost and are trying to find their way back to the road back to Florida. I have to go continue my homework...

Ok, well I also like to blog late at night. I am a night person and don't go to sleep until after 12:00. I just back from the movie The Hunted and it was VERY grusome. There wasn't any language but a WHOLE LOT of blood and gore. Overall, the story was very interesting. This is a good site to check movie ratings for language, violence & gore, and etc... Have fun exploring the rest of the web.

I fixed a piano and a TV today. Can any of you beat that?

I am in first period trying to do a project so this might be my blog for today.

Oh I see how it is Brad, maybe I should just stop posting altogether, or get on this website, or on the internet, or even get on my computer. Is this the way you treat all guests when they can't post one lousy blog for people that have nothing better to do than read it? Well I am out I have to go relieve my stress (cry) in the corner.

This is a post just in case Ohm doesn't post today. Come on, Ohm, you slacker! A guest host? Buh hahaha!

Ok well the story is... I am the most acquainted with computers in my class so when there is a "problem" I am the one that has to go "fix" it. Well my biomedical technology teacher (not to mention any names *cough Mrs. Oakley*) was going to show us a slide presentation that was on a CD. She calls me over to the computer she is on, at that time she is pushing the eject button for the 3½ floppy drive, and asks, "Why is this CD drive not coming out." And, I said, " Well, its actually over there (meaning on the other end of the CPU." Then, she said ok and tried it. It didn't work so I said, "Lets try the burner (only coomputer in the school that has one)." She said are you sure it wont burn the CD." The slide show, again, ended up not working so I suggested that we try one of the other computers out of the 30 computers in the classroom. And she said,"I don't think the other computers have a CD drive." That is one computer illiterate teacher, by the way before that we had been talking about the importance of knowing computers in the field of medicine. But, It turns out that her stupidity is to my advantage. Like typing my previous message with her peering over me. Got to go finish the rest of chapter 7 in Siddartha (boring book).

No, go ahead Ohm. I won't tell until I am the host again. BTW, the Music Theory exam was total crap!

Excellent Brad, I will let you discuss this topic on communism with this viewers. At this moment my computer illiterate first period biomedical technology teacher is staring stupidly on to my computer screen trying to figure out what in the world I am typing. Let me tell you the incidence that I had with my biomedical teacher earlier in this year dealing with a computer. First Period is ending got to go.....I will pick up with the story later.

This is a strange coincidence: next week I was planning to speak on a topic very much along the lines of communism. Stand by, folks! I will post that one next week! And here's something I found and just had to put here: this is brilliant!

Ok, well now that Brad has handed down his superior postion to me for a week I am going to run this webpage as a communist organization. Everything will be done under my supervison. I haven't been blogging lately but I will get with the program by the end of this week. I'm not as good of a blogger as Brad because I don't have the useless time to waste blogging a message like Brad to the other useless-time-wasting people that actually take a few minutes to view this page and see what there is to be said by idiots like Brad and I. I will sent most of these communistic messages from first period at school because I have nothing better to do than sent most of these communistic messages. I will try to keep up to date with this Blog thing so please stay tuned. -- Truly your Dictator for the next week, Ohm Patel [little (not very little anymore) brown kid that left Mount Airy 2 years ago].

What is going on? If you are half as confused as I am, you are in a bewilderment so deep that duct tape can't save you. Was it a mistake? Was it a change of mood, or was it stolen? Why? Will it change, appear again, speak its own mind?! Who knows. It looks like the guest blogger is not blogging. Come on, Ohm. The bus ride was a bus ride today. I sat in the back (which I rarely do, because I'm a sit-in-the-front-of-the-bus type of person) and just wanted to be sad and quiet and read a book all alone, but instead, someone else was back there talking to me. That ruined my plans. I like being sad on busses. Or do I? Come on, Ohm!

Well, ladies and gentlemen.....here we are....the moment we've been waiting for.......here is your guest blogger and mine, weighing in at *undisclosed* lbs. with *undisclosed* eyes and *undisclosed* hair, his trademark move being the Double Micky D's Stop, here is Ohm Patel!!!! That's right. For the next week, Ohm will be posting entries every day. I may send in a little comment every now and then, so don't worry! I just need some time to get a few tests and projects off my mind. So don't forget your safety rules while I'm gone: no smoking in the main page, no running in the archives page, do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars, and NEVER NEVER ask to play the bullhorn in a walking band. That's all folks! Be kind and considerate of your blogger (don't make fun of him because he's the same as everybody else). I'm out! -BdG 5/5/03

I am posting from school, and I'm not supposed to be! I'm gonna get caught! I'm outta here........

I've not been feeling too well today. This won't be a very long blog. I haven't had a chance to update my secret lyrics section of this page......not that there is a secret lyrics section...... Hrmm..... Oh well. I hope you all have a nice day tomorrow. I'm dead. The van got a flat tire at the church tonight, and I had to change it. Now my hands are all black. Well, the stars are calling for me to go to sleep. Good night, moon! Good night, NPR! Good night, crickets that aren't chirping outside yet! I'm going to bed.

Home, at last! I've not been involved in such a short/long day in a while. Alright, so I wake up, and go help a family move some stuff from one apartment to another (they were moving to a nearby apartment). This didn't take too long. Then, my family left to Winston for my brother's seminary graduation. I didn't go because I needed to work on my health project. I made significant progress, and I don't have but one or two things (and the construction of the actual project) left to do. I waited forever for my family to get home. I waited and waited. I was expecting them at 6, but they didn't walk in until 8. Turns out they went to Sam's (after saying they probably wouldn't). After that, we went to Wal-Mart. I was finding stuff for my project there while Mom and my sisters shopped. Then I had to wait what seemed forever on them. What a moment was to most people was a minute to me. Days, months, and years passed in there. I wrote three novels and an analysis on every product they had there, and after that, I went into retirement in the paper towels aisle. Finally, my dear sweet mother talked my sisters into letting us go. I was relieved. We left, and just now got home. I am tired, as it is very late. I think I will just go to sleep right here on the keyboard........but the drool might mess it up, or the keys will become imprinted in my face. Forget that. I'm going to bed......after reading a little. Well, gentlies and ladymen, don't ever hang around the weird people at Wal-Mart on Saturday night. But don't try to hide from them: you can't. You can't even hide from them in the coolest part of Wal-Mart (the little lamp section, with all those multi-colored lamps). Just, don't be there at that time on that day. I was -- BdG

Okay. Here we are. I don't think the storm really touched us that much, which made me mad. We didn't get all the good stuff. I'll just have to wait until the next one. Today wasn't too bad. Like most other days, it could be better, but I can't expect every day to be the best ever. Weird: I went to the media player to listen to some music, and I found I didn't want to listen to any music. None of it! I just don't have the appetite for it now. I've really got to start working on my health project. It's due Wednesday, and I really don't have that much done. Oooh, ooh, I thought of a pick-up line today. I rarely do, and this one came spontaneously. It's a geeky one, which makes it all the more funny. Here it goes. You're like my cranium: you're always on my mind. Ha. Hahaha. It was one of those moments when I was staring out into the universe instead of paying attention to my work. School seems to be my life, doesn't it? It really isn't. This is proved by the fact that I don't have a life. Yeah, I'm pathetic. I am leaving now. Farewell, and this world is full of apathy, but I don't care.

Don't panic, everyone! I didn't post yesterday. Justification: the blogger site wouldn't load when I was on the computer. However, I did save yesterday's comments in a txt file! Short, and sweet. This was how it followed:


Well, Blogger won't load. I'm gonna have to post this tomorrow. I guess, when you're reading it, it will either be the second of May, or some day future to that perspective. Oh well. Nothing much to report on today. I just got scared about classes again. No, just class. APMT, that is. Hmph... I wish I had an amusing story to tell, or something. I don't. Do you? Instead of telling it, write in a title suggestion by going to the very bottom of the main page. I shouldn't be running it too much longer, and I might have to create my own title. We wouldn't want that, or would we? I mowed the back yard today. Good stuff, eh? Watch "Strange Brew"! That's all....I think....now.....stop.


That was it. Well, there's a T-Storm coming about, and the power has already gone off once, so I'll post for today later. Buh-bye and three quarters.