BAHAHAHA

Firstly, i think this is one of the funniest things i've seen in a very long time. if you don't like it at first, it is okay. just study that little monkey's face and imagine what he would be saying with a face like that. it is definitely "WTF?!". His face embodies so much disgusted confusion, of startled terror, oh my goodness that is soooooo funny.

Secondly, here is something i found on my computer that i forgot about. it is a listing of quotes titled "deep thoughts". they are from SNL. they are quite ridiculous, that's why i like them. feel free to howl, and be ready to read, there are a lot of them. DO NOT BE DAUNTED my friends. i might even recommend reading only some at a time, because it is easy to be overcome by the hilarity, and not find them as funny as they really are. enjoy.

Deep Thoughts -

If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, let'em go,
because, man, they're gone.
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If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them
down? We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason.
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To me, it's a good idea to always carry two sacks of something when
you walk around. That way, if anybody says, "Hey, can you give me a
hand?" You can say, "Sorry, got these sacks."
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One thing kids like is to be tricked. For instance, I was going
to take my nephew to Disneyland, but instead I drove him to an old
burned-out warehouse. "Oh no," I said, "Disneyland burned down."
He cried and cried, but I think that deep down he thought it was a
pretty good joke. I started to drive over to the real Disneyland, but
decided to go home instead.
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell
him is, "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute
thing to tell him is, "Probably because of something you did."
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If you ever catch on fire, try to avoid seeing yourself in the
mirror, because I bet that's what REALLY throws you into a panic.
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Whenever I see an old lady slip and fall on a wet sidewalk, my first
instinct is to laugh. But then I think, what if I was an ant and she
fell on me. Then it wouldn't seem quite so funny.
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To me, boxing is like a ballet, except there's no music, no
choreography and the dancers hit each other.
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I hope if dogs ever take over the world and they choose a king, they
don't just go by size, because I bet there are some Chihuahuas with
some good ideas.
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If life deals you lemons, why not go kill someone with the lemons
(maybe by shoving them down his throat).
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Instead of having "answers" on a math test, they should just call
them "impressions," and if you got a different "impression," so what,
can't we all be brothers?
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Probably the earliest fly swatters were nothing more than some sort
of striking surface attached to the end of a long stick.
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I wish I would have a real tragic love affair and get so bummed out
that I'd just quit my job and become a bum for a few years, because
I was thinking about doing that anyway.
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Maybe in order to understand mankind we have to look at that word
itself. MANKIND. Basically, it's made up of two separate words "mank" and
"ind." What do these words mean? It's a mystery and so is mankind.
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If you go flying back through time and you see somebody else flying
forward into the future, it's probably best to avoid eye contact.
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It's easy to sit there and say you'd like to have more money. And I
guess that's what I like about it. It's easy. Just sitting there,
rocking back and forth, wanting that money.
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To me, clowns aren't funny. In fact, they're kinda scary. I've
wondered where this started and I think it goes back to the time I
went to the circus and a clown killed my dad.
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I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate.
And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
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Whenever you read a good book, it's like the author is right there,
in the room talking to you, which is why I don't like to read good books.
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Instead of a trap door, what about a trap window? The guy looks out
it, and if he leans too far, he falls out. Wait. I guess that's like
a regular window.
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During the Middle Ages, probably one of the biggest mistakes was not
putting on your armor because you were "just going down to the corner."
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If I ever get real rich, I hope I'm not real mean to poor people, like
I am now.
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When I found the skull in the woods, the first thing I did was call
the police. But then I got curious about it. I picked it up, and
started wondering who this person was, and why he had deer horns.
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Here's a good thing to do if you go to a party and you don't know
anybody: First take out the garbage. Then go around and collect any
extra garbage that people might have, like a crumpled napkin, and
take that out too. Pretty soon people will want to meet the busy
garbage guy.
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If you're a cowboy and you're dragging a guy behind your horse, I bet
it would really make you mad if you looked back and the guy was reading
a magazine.
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If your friend is already dead, and being eaten by vultures, I think
it's okay to feed some bits of your friend to one of the vultures, to
teach him to do some tricks. But only if you're serious about adopting
the vulture.
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If you ever crawl inside an old hollow log and go to sleep, and while
you're in there some guys come and seal up both ends and then put it on
a truck and take it to another city, boy, I don't know what to tell you.
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One thing vampire children have to be taught early on is, don't run
with a wooden stake.
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If you go to a costume party at your boss's house, wouldn't you think
a good costume would be to dress up like the boss's wife? Trust me,
it's not.
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Most of the time it’s probably real bad being stuck down in a
dungeon. But some days, when there was a bad storm outside, you'd look
out your little window and think, "Boy, I'm glad I'm not out in that."
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For mad scientists who keep brains in jars, here's a tip: why not add
a slice of lemon to each jar, for freshness?

ut omnes unum sint

I ran today. It was the first voluntary jog in two years, the pain was intense, the weather was supreme, and my God was revealed, once again, in might.
As i laced up my new pair of sauconys i felt exhilaration begin to enter my body. The rubber of my shoes hit the road hard, and my legs soon swept me far from my front porch. The smile that grew on my face could not be stopped, I was back in the game, and i was fast. just like the days in my past.
The wind was blowing hard, cannons were splitting the sky somewhere above me, and occasionally a single raindrop would pierce my lip or chest, a storm was brewing. I rounded the first corner, and began my descent down a hill. My bounds grew larger as the hill pulled me down itself. However, the fast descent soon became a steep ascent and i kicked my legs not missing a beat, my pride grew as the defeated obstacle lay behind me.
My destination was a graveyard that i have been driving past my entire life. I never really noticed it, however, till earlier this week when i passed it again and was struck by its beauty. As one drives past this place they see that it is upon a hill. The grave stones are scattered amongst tall oaks, junipers, and maples that stand strong through the ages, like the stone markers, but unlike our bodies. My mind was on my destination as the pain began to increase in my legs, and the reminder of why i disliked running began to grow. Then there, i saw it the blood red sun that was shrouded by pools of pink clouds. This was a sight that could make me forget my pain, and it did, but only for a time.
The pain then hit my side, and i almost had to look down to see if i needed to remove a knife from my stomach. What happened to the man full of life minutes earlier? He was replaced with someone who now saw and felt the reality of life.
I told my self i would not stop running until i reached the graveyard, but i was becoming more and more tired. As i became weaker it seemed the world around me was growing stronger and more powerful. The wind pushed on my sides made the trees explode with applause for this lone, tired person. I saw my destination ahead and picked up my pace i came to the hill and ran up it hard, only to collapse at the crest. I lay in the grass as the tombstones watched curiously. My chest heaved up and fell down, convulsing much like the tree branches above me. My spinning mind wished the rain to pour from the sky, yet only tantalizing small drops occasionally touched my face. My feeble panting body had no power over nature. How could i ever think i was strong?
John Aggrey was the most prominent nearby grave. According to his grave he was also known as "Aggrey of Africa" he was born there and came to America. He was educated at Columbia University and became a professor at Livingstone College, a local place of education. On his headstone was carved the latin sentence "Ut Omnes Unum Sint". Those words felt like a hidden message from a different world, and in many ways they were. I decided i would look up their meaning when i returned home.
I reluctantly began my run home, at a much slower beat of my feet. Now that i was returning, i saw what was happening behind my back on my run out. I saw lightning in front of me- such powerful bolts, and i wondered how the sky could hold so much force without being split. It was majestic.
This run made me feel more alive then i have in a very long time by showing just how weak my body was in comparison to nature, and what created nature. Ut omnes unum sint means that they all may be one. It is actually taken from John 17:21 The verse says: That they all may be one; as thou, Father, art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us: that the world may believe that thou hast sent me. Who knows why the creater of this universe would become one with my tired soul and frail body... Thank You! My Father and Saviour!

summer nights

Every year in the moderately small town of Salisbury, there is an outdoor, orchestral concert. It is held in the heart of downtown Salisbury, and the symphony always performs beautifully. As you sit in the open air, with hundreds of people, surrounded by beautiful, old buildings, listening to delightful mixes of pop, classical and patriotic tunes played by the orchestra the experience becomes quite entrancing. This year, however, the concert had the added benefit of ultimately perfect weather. As the sun set behind the bell towers the almost full moon rose of over the simplistically beautiful skyline, which led to a delightfully cool and breezy night time.

The concert is annually named "Pops at The Post" because the main sponsor is usually Salisbury's local newspaper The Salisbury Post, also the symphony sets up in the loading dock of the Post's main building. The "Pops" part of the name is because they usually incorporate music from popular culture. For instance, this year they played the main theme from the fantastic movie Hook. This particular piece of music made me think of you guys. I imagined that, if you were present, how we would have discussed the awesomeness of this movie, and maybe even indulged in a rufeo chant.

All in all it was a great summer night, and to cap it all off, i got a funnel cake. This brought back many memories of child hood days spent at the county fair, where it was pretty much required to eat one of those deep fried hunks of doughy goodness. This night showed me again just how wonderful, and blessed my life has been. Thank God.

So, this is the first post of this blog. i am hoping that it will help me to better stay in touch with my friends. I also plan on putting up some other bits of artistic stuff that i have done, so stayed posted.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DOsjFjUo5Ws - this is the hook theme.