Yes folks, i’m changing my personal curriculum, again. Rather than roasting coffee beans, i am going to work on a wiki with Texasreadneck18 and Homedawg. The wiki is about putsal, a sport in which the hands are used to hit the ball into a goal. The website will have leauge news, rosters, etc..
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Bailey Harper Williams IV, a 16 year old resident of Nantucket, Massachusetts, lives on Newton Road, right near Nantucket Harbor. Growing up in an extremely wealthy family, Baily knows how to live the high life. PHYSICAL
PERSONALLITY
Well, i have been thinking about how pointless my personal curriculum is, so, i’m changing it. Again. Now, I’ am going to create a character, develop him so that you would think that he/she is real. So that you wouldn’t even know that they are in a story/poem/piece of writing in general. Well, Frozenwaffles has been very good, but i’m going for a new name next year.
If you ever find yourself writing the insurance company, try one of these lines.
Did you ever notice how your spiral notebook’s spiral gets smushed into an oval? Or your apple just has that little brown dent on it that tastes different and ruins the whole apple? I’ve concluded that nothing fits you or your situation perfectly. Ever. There’s always that single flaw that ruins it. Even in people, you could be a perfect match with someone and they just have one little issue with them that you can’t handle, so you know it will never work out. I was thinking, about Utopia Seals, and how you can make the cooliest things ever on there. I made one with Mr. T, and made it say a whole buncha stuff. Others have made them of Amish people eating cake, and so many more that are hillarioso. Make one if you please and send it to me. If you’ve never heard of putsal, it’s just a sport in which you use your hands to hit the ball up in the air (like backwards basketball) and hit it in the goal. It’s up there on my list of best sports ever, at about the #3 position. Only behind lacrosse (1) and football (2), possibly behind Jai Alai ( a seriously messed up game). Have you noticed how kids these days are getting more and more spoiled? “Mommy, i want my Baby Einstiens, so I can listen to a viola concerto”. SHUT UP!!!!! the next generation of children will be smart, but spoiled . They will be talented in the arts and sciences, but lackin’ a bit in the social skills department, if ya know what I mean . Trust me, we need to change this. All competitions will be.. I hate to say this… Academic. I know, it’s terrible, and sad, and an outrage . As my personal cirriculum (replacing tennis ball launcher) is to roast my own coffee beans. In order to achieve this, I will learn a few home-roasting methods and attempt the one that looks the fastest, and works the best (from my research). I will be posting the steps and such on this blog.
Feb
27
2007
 
Updown Court (say it with a Brittish accent)Posted by: frozenwaffles in coolio stuff, Odd ponderingsUpdown Court is hands down the most amazing house I’ve ever seen. It has 103 rooms, and is sitting on 58 acres of luxorius Surrey, England. Don’t believe me that the neighborhood is luxorius? What if I told you that it’s neighbors were Ringo Starr, Elton John, and the Queen of England. Yeah, the queen of England. The driveway, along with much of the rest of the house, is extremely rare marble from over 20 countries. It is heated, a nice touch. Also, the house has 3 elevators, 5 pools ( with gold leaf on the bottom, of course), a garage (marble again) that is underground and made to fit 8 limosines, a helipad, bowling alley, screening room that seats 50, a squash court, tennis court, and that tennis court can be converted into a soccer pitch. Add a stable for 5 horses and 11 acres of gardens, and I think you’ll need some serious cash to buy this bohemouth. How’s $135 million sound, plus the $2 million needed to pay for electricity, staff, and other tasks annually. The designer of this palace wanted it to be for a new house market. The billionare market. So all you millionares out there, don’t even think about it. - There are more Irish in New York City than in Dublin. - There are more Jews in New York City than in Tel Aviv, Israel - Chicago has the 2nd highest Polish population, only behind Warsaw. - There are more Ittalians in NYC than in Rome, Italy. - There are no natural lakes in Ohio. They are all man-made. - The full name of Los Angeles is “El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reina de los Angeles de Porciuncula”. Now that we had water and a shelter, all that we needed was a reliable food source. We had seen plenty of monkeys on the way up the mountain, and saw fish in the ocean, with a few lobster washed up on shore. The craftsman and fisherman worked together to build a few fishing poles, using fishing line they had found on the beach. the beach had become a place to find useful items. We found a tin can, an icecube tray, three rolls of fishing line, and an LA Dodgers hat. The actress was making a buquet of flowers to put in the fuselage, she said it made it more “homey”, while the surgeon was attempting a brain surgery on a fish with a pocket knife. It wasn’t sucesfull. The co-pilot and the pilot were making a hammock on the beach out of a blanket from the plane. The fisherman and the craftsman were building lobster cages, bows and arrows, and spear guns, for land animals. The island was becoming a society know, and as dark as the future looked initially, it had brightened up just a little bit, which made us all feel good, for the moment. After a long, rainy night of sleeping in the cramped quarters of the fueselage, we awoke to a beautiful sunrise over the pacific ocean. We had not yet come to find a water source, but we did make a fire, that went out in the rain. At least we knew we could make a fire with the lense from my glasses catching the sun onto the tinder. We gathered hair from a coconut, and watched the distorted light kindle a small spark, then almost magically burst the hair into flames. For breakfast we ate the couple of birds that the plane had hit on the way down. It wasn’t fancy, it still had feathers on it when we ate it. but it was enough to get us up the mountain, where the water would be. This is my quiz of randomly selected (random in my mind) sports questions. To answer, comment me back the answers according to their numbers. Hokay, keep your eyes on your own paper! 1. Who are the only 2 people to win the NFL offensive MVP 3 years in a row? 2. Who won last year’s MLL Championship? 3. What 2 teams played in the 2004-2005 Stanley Cup Finals? 4. Who won the first World Series? 5. How many different teams have won the FIFA World Cup? 6. What NBA team has won more titles than any other? 7. What is the most points by one person ever in a single NLL game? 8. What NHL team has more chamoiships than any other? 9. What Div. 1 college has more total championships than any other? 10. How many total championshis does Michigan have? 11. How long must you stay on a bull to receive a bull riding score? 12. What 3 NFL teams hold the record for most Superbowl wins? The answers will be posted when enough people answer.
Feb
06
2007
YYYYYAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!!!Posted by: frozenwaffles in coolio stuff, Life & Such, Odd ponderingsIT’S ABOUT TIME THAT SNOW STARTED TO MELT. IF YOU AGREE, LEAVE A COMMENT THAT SAYS “YAY”. IF YOU WANT THE SNOW TO STICK AROUND, COMMENT ME SAYING “NAY”. (I’M TAKING A POLL) The 400 pound bajillanare was sulking and rolling around in his fat, while the rest of us grabbed and salvaged everything we could get our hands on. We grabbed the fuesalage, axe, knives, a gun, a flare, and other odds and ends. We went on the mountain to search for clean water while the fisherman went to make fishing poles by the beach. The actress was tanning and drawing a golden globe in the sand. She was thinking that crashing was a good thing, to work on her tan and think of her life, and where she went wrong.
Jan
23
2007
I guess you could say, best movies ever made, pretty muchPosted by: frozenwaffles in coolio stuff, Life & Such, Odd ponderingsWel, these are basically the best movies ever made, so, don’t argue. 1. Anchorman 2. Dodgeball: An Underdog story 3. Zoolander 4. The Office (yeah, it’s a t.v. show, deal with it) 5. Ferris Bueler’s Day Off 6. Meet the Parents/ Fockers 7. There’s Something About Mary 8. Waterboy/ Billy Madison/ Big Daddy 9. Caddyshack (YEEEEAAAAHHHH)! 10. Old School Honorable Mentions: 1. Wayne’s World 2. Austin Powers, Trilogy 3. Tommy Boy 4. The Breakfast Club 5. The Ballad of Ricky Bobby 6. Clueless 7. Dude, Where’s my my Car? 8. The Naked Gun 9. Starsky and Hutch 10. Napoolean Dynamite 11. Groundhog Day 12. The Daily Show ( Again, T.V., DONT ARGUE!) Well, that about ends my list. If you don’t like it, write your own and send me a link to it. Yup, it’s true. I hate snow. In order to build the chair that i said i was gonna build in my Personal Curriculum, i need a goodblueprint. I have decided to modify these prints for a wooden chair. in order to build it, i will need: 2 40” WOOD pieces 2 18” wood pieces 6 16” pieces 8 17” pieces of wood 5 12” x 18” wood pieces Wood glue Nails Hand saw Clamps Drill Without being encourged by Mr. Wilkoff, i don’t think that i would have even considered doing this, not at all. My 3 curriculm choices are: 1)I want to research how to and build a chair. 2) The history of the tennis shoe, the development and how they grew to be as popular as they are. I will create a powerpoint to show how much I learned. 3) Research and build a pnuematic tennis ball launcher. “How is the main issue/problem of the character developed or solved?” Lincoln Mendoza is developed by his past. Having his house broken in to made him move out to the suburbs. They moved fom the crime-filled city to the quiet suburbs, where the thing that he was running from had finally caught up to him. That theft basically made him what he was through out the rest of the story. He still was the same person, personallity wise, but people saw him as a preppy rich kid (his old friends did). Lincoln was faced with this issue through out the story, and thought that he had to fix it. The only was that he could think of was to make friends from both groups, and show them through basketball. His friends that thought that he wasn’t as cool as he used to be saw that he hadn’t changed at all. They hadn’t seen him in a while, and started assuming. We all know what happens when you assume, right? Linc tought of himself as a street kid, but he wasn’t anymore. He would not belive that he was a Colombus Middle School student now, outside of the city streets, away from his now ignorant friends, and away from crime and theft. Well, not the last one. The one thing that they were running from and caused this whole dilemma, theft, hadn’t quite escaped it, as a crook broke the hinges off the front door and tried to steal some more. If it weren’t for him, Linc would be with vicky still, and would never have gotten in a fight with Tony. The one thief changed a neighborhood, a basketball team, a household, two schools, and above all, Lincoln.
Rodger woke from his dream. He was greasing all over. He went to the kithcen to grab a glass of water, trying to forget his dream. He tryed to forget about that day, but just burst into tears. His mother awoke and came down to console him, but she started crying.
“pass the patatooos” called mom. “But mooaaam, we don’t have any potatoes. We haven’t eaten them since…” Rodger didn’t finish the sentence. He new not to mention it to her. He knew that if he did, she would cry and weep untill she carved his name down with her nails in her dresser. He didn’t want that to happen again. Rodger was a sweezel. His father was a sausage, and his mother, a weasel. He had boxing gloves ( an odd complication) for hands, and wore a red headband near the tie-off on his sausage head. He was a good boy who always did his homework and had time to make dinner for his old mother, who was the only love in his life scince his father’s death. After supper, him and dear old mom went upstairs, and went to bed. They shared a bedroom, because they had to rent out the room that used to be Rodger’s to make a little money. “Chef Andouille, why would you do this to my family?” “I have to. You had 24 houwas to find me a sausage like you, and you failed. You failed me, Mr. Boudin Blanc. Now, I guess that your on the chopping block, huh?” “No, but I have to say goodb-”, he didn’t have time to finish the sentence. Part II on the way!
In case you were wondering about those Konigsegg cars I have a link to on my home page, they are cars (duh) that are the fastest commercially sold car in the world. “No Jordan, there not the fastest, the Mclaren F1 is”. I’ve heard that one a million times. They are faster than the F1 by 1 mph. (they look alot cooler, too). They are made of carbon fiber, which is lighter and stronger than steel. The car was tested for its speed on an oval track, which means it can probably go up near 250 (mph., that is). If you follow my link to the Konigsegg website, scroll down to the bottom, and click on “customize a CCX”. There, you can chance the color, change the interior, add a spoiler, and change your brake callipers to carbon fiber, as well.
Nov
07
2006
15 things to do with a pademelonPosted by: frozenwaffles in boring stuff, coolio stuff, Odd ponderings, OldIf I had a pademelon, with it I would…
Deep in the country, in the middle of France, there was a young boy named Igor. He could do magic like no one had seen before. But nobody liked his magic, as astounding as it was. They all thought that it was childish, and pushed him to quit. Igor was better than to quit, though. He persevered. Igor gathered his belongings and ran. He ran untill he reached the coast, where he boarded a ship. He had no clue where the boat was going, but later found that it was to New York. There, he started a show and became a wealthy man. All because he pursuied his dream of magic.
I hate my sister. She always throws my stuff on the roof. Once she threw my dog on the roof! So I ran up and saved him. It was snowing, and I fell off the ladder on the way down. I hurt my left arm. It was broken and I got a cast on for 13 weeks. I was going to get my sister back. TO BE CONTINUED….
I thught that hijakr323’s blog about fears was great, but he only scratched the surface on fear. My take is below. Waaay below.
You hear gunshots. Glass breaking. Screams. You see darkness. A warehouse. Death. The helmets of soldiers lay alone on the floor. “I hate algebra,” he muttered. ” Let’s see, page 239.” He continued to complete his algebra untill he heard a rattle at the door. Screaming. He went to see what was the comotion. Out the door he looked, but found nothing. The only thing is, the sky was red. The clouds were teal, and his house was orange.
Oct
07
2006
Why anteaters have such long nosesPosted by: frozenwaffles in coolio stuff, Odd ponderings, Old, Stories Fredrico Rodrigez was the first anteater to roam the Earth. he was short and wide, but lean and muscular as well. He had a short snout and long fur that was black and white. His diet consisted of fruit, but his favorite food was ants.
Sep
26
2006
Why turtles shells are as they arePosted by: frozenwaffles in boring stuff, Old, StoriesIt was an ordinary day. The fish were swimming, the wombats were frollicking, and turtles had no shells. You see, they had no predators, so needed no protection. But as time went on, birds developed a taste for turtle meat, so they would use anything that they could find for protection. Herbert, being a young turtle, had outgrown his previous rock. He wanted to build a shell that would last forever. Herbert thought and thought, but had trouble thinking of what to use. Then it hit him. An atlantic salmon had slammed into his head at high speed, and then he got an idea. Glass! He could go to the glassblower and ask for a shell-shaped bowl, and then paint it himself. So our good buddy Herb went and bought that shell, painted it, and gently placed it on his back. He loved his new shell untill he was agian bombarded by the Salmon chuckers, and his shell shattered into a million pieces. Again, he thought. Wood! So he went to the supermarket and bought a large salad bowl made of wood. He layed it on his back, and almost immediatly a flaming salmon was spotted in the sky. He began to run away from it, but to no avail. Herbert looked in despair at the ashes of his shell. That made him angry. “I’m gonna git you, fish-launchers, ” he yelled at the top of his lungs, and again began to think. But first, he had to go to the restroom. While there, he thought to himself, “man, now I’m out 47 bucks AND a shell.” But then he noticed the tiles on the bathroom floor. He discreatly took some tile from his mother’s floor, and used his skills from attending masonry school to adhere the tiles on with mortar. Herbert was again hit by a fish, but his shell stayed put. And that is how turtles have the shells that they do.
Fear. Everybody thinks that it is a bad thing. But without it, there could not be courage. For courage is overcoming fear, even fears as small as killing the little creepie-crawlie on the wall with a tissue. Or going to the circus even though you are terrifed of clowns. But sometimes overcoming fear can lead to stupidity, like if you are afraid of heights and go attempt to climb up the outside of the Sears Tower. But without fear, our society would unravel.
I think that it is hillarious how some people name themselves in our learnerblogs. All of them have a story behind them that are just as interesting. Dude9coolio says ” Dude is my video game name, 9 is the case that I picked on deal or no deal, and it was right. Coolio is me cause I am cool.” Boardingguitarist says he got his scince he is a snowboarder and a guitarist. Iwthswtl says that he is just using his e-mail adress, and would not tell me anything more than that. I wonder why. Anyway, it is interesting to find out where people got their names. But you will have to find out for your self. I personally can not stand being around people with bad manners. It makes me feel nautous when people do certain things while they or I am eating. For example, when people chew and open their mouth and chew like a cow, or when people smack their lips. They both make me think about being nautious. Or, when someone tries to shove a massive amount of food into their mouth, and make grunting noises, thinking that it will help them fit more into their mouth or something. Talking during a meal is great. It is a perfect time to talk. But making weird noises on the other hand, nobody wants to hear at the table. Grunting, groaning, gargling, and making random noises. I have troube eating when I am distracted. But on the other hand, coughing, sneezing, and occasional choking arefine, scince the can not be controlled ( or at least not very easily). But all in all, eating should not be a time to have to throw up, but rather a time to talk, and of course, eat! |
In last years NBA All-star game slam dunk contest, Nate Robinson of the New York Nicks beat out the other competitors, but only after attempting to make his dunk 13 times, yes, 13. The dunk contest is losing its flare. The dunks just don’t have the same “flare” as they did in the 80’s. Michael Jordan, Dominique Wilkins, Julius Erving, and Spud Webb made this event better than the actual All-Star game. But these days, the old dunks are, well, old, and the new dunks just arent exiting. Add in the fact that this year, the only semi-star player in the contest is Tyrus Thomas (no offense), who if you don’t follow basketball, you’ve probably never heard of him, am I right? Vince Carter, Tracy Macgrady, Kobe Bryant, and Jason Richardson are in my opinion the best dunkers in the game right now (Josh Smith and LeBron James aren’t bad either). But the closest any of them are getting to the contest is being a judge (Kobe Bryant). I think the event should be replaced for a few years with a game of… PIG. Let the players show off their trick shots and moves in a no holds barred game of P.I.G.. When this starts getting old, we could switch back to dunking, or find a new exiting event.
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