Africa? What Africa?

Yes, kids, that's right! There is no such thing as Africa. You have been fooled! Duped! Gerrymandered! It's okay to weep openly. But don't feel bad for "Africa" for "Africa" can not feel bad for you.

People will say, "But wait, I've been to "Africa", how can you say it isn't real?"

Were you there? Really?

No you weren't. While you were flying, were you keeping track of where you were flying? For all you know, you were in Nevada. Or Texas. Or Berlin. But not "Africa".

Google's trying to brainwash you also. As long as you're fooled, they make money. That's why "Africa" is "on" Google Earth.

I'll let that soak in.

Consider yourself unwashed.



You're Welcome,

MD

I'm sorry, were you breathing?

Yes, I was, but I just wasn't posting. Sorry. I don't have a long post for you this time, but I do have an interesting thought.

Why is the Resturant called Carls Jr.?

What happened to Carls Sr.?

What do you think is in their hamburgers?

'nuff said


MD
Individual Extrodinare

Welcome to Summer (Sorta)

Well, it's almost summer. That's the worst. I'm in the last week of school, I can see summer, practically tasting it, and I don't get it. Plus, there is a week of finals to get through. It's like being in a desert for a year with no water, and then you see a big, blue lake of cool water, but you have to walk though a mine field to get to it. Do you make it? Doubtful. Possible, but doubtful.

Oh well.

At least you can see the water and fantasize about it before you die. Yeah, I know, I'm a positive person. At least I don't have all the worries my friend at However Fleeting has.

http://howeverfleeting.blogspot.com

Until next time kids!

MD

THE WAR IS OVER

And to those who care, the Republic of Fred won. (plus my ally, but I don't have the rights to print the name of the allied country without getting sued. So I won't mention the name.) It is a glorious day. But none of you care/understand. I label you, "uncarers/ununderstanders."
Those who are loyal to the Republic of Fred may now do a celebratory jig.

I am also working on my computer and it's frustrating. (dumb cheap motherboards...) But I won't go into any further details because its,

A. Long

B.Boring

C.Technical

L.I don't want to

I hope you had a wonderful February. I did. This reminds me, if any of you have interesting blogs, feel free to leave the address as a comment. I'm sure that my other readers and me would love to read them. Oh, and leave comments. It lets me know you are actually reading this.

Skipping D,E,F,G,H, and I,

MD

Insulting!

Hello my faithful blogites! I wanted to share with you my recent find of Dilbert. Dilbert, for those of you who don't know, is a comic strip about life in a cubicle. I was recently reading a strip focusing on Dogbert. Dogbert is awesome because he cons people out of their money, makes fun of people, but in the end he saves Dilbert, who often needs saving. He is a fan of coning people, and insulting people, thus, he is a consultant.

I have also started an inter-grade war between two Sophomores. My country is the Republic of Fred. It supremly crushes all in it's path. I'm not saying that just becase I am the "elected" President either! A treaty was just signed with one of our foes to beat the other foe. Tommorrow will be an interesting day...

Writing to no one,
MD

Fingers...Cramping...

Ever type too much, and then your fingers hurt? Me too, (unless you said no, then I feel quite awkward right now...)

Once again The Paper isn't showing up. I think it's ditching me. One would have to have a pathetic life to be ditched by a paper. Anyway, I thought I would share more about me.

I have a mom, dad, and one brother. (I could get into more stuff about him, but I won't. But I will say that he is definitely one of my heroes.)

Now that I think about it, I have a real boring life and writing it all down for you to read would be very boring for the both of us. But, I guess I could run over some of the more general stuff with you. I promise to spice it up with some pizazz!

I was born in beautiful Honolulu, Hawaii (yes, really!) and moved all over the country from there. (Yes, really!) From Virgina (and the Pentagon) to Alaska, to dusty Colorado, twice. Moving stinks. Bad. Imagine a skunk and something else smelly getting together and having a baby. That baby eats a pine cone and makes an awful smell. That is the stink of moving. This brings me into my next category. Randomness. Something some of you, and everyone whose met me has picked up on. I enjoy being random. Almost as much as I like arguing. (Don't worry, I use my powers for good.)

Now, it's ten o'clock, and I'm tired.

To be continued...

MD

Joyous Hangover Day to all the Faithful Readers out there!

Sorry.

Again.

I've fallen behind again. If you had the memory span of a pea, you would forget your blog too. Plus, I was busy with Christmas stuff and family coming, so there! You may been griping at me for not writing, but what about you? were you faithfully checking every day to see if I had gotten off my lazy butt and written these? HMMMMMM?

Now we are even.

This is the part of the show where I amaze you with an amazing fact, doodad, or I challenge common knowledge. For that, I have a handy dandy Paper that tells me what to write down. Well, The Paper has gone missing. So I will scrape the bottom of the crusty shriveled up old pea I occasionally call my mind.

Cleveland is, to this day spelled incorrectly. The town was named after William Cleaveland, and was appropriately named, Cleaveland. But, it was shortened to Cleveland, because it fit on the masthead of a newspaper better than the ten lettered, Cleaveland.

Now, I am tired of typing Cleveland.

Exhaustedly yours,

MD

P.S. I almost forgot to explain Hangover Day to you. Many of the holidays that we celebrate I find to be COMPLETELY USELESS! Thanksgiving, and New Years are two examples.

THANKSGIVING:

Yeah, I know. It's about the Pilgrims. The Indians helped them, blah, blah blah. We should be thankful to God EVERYday. Not just on one day where people feel pressured to be thankful.

NEW YEARS:

So what? It's just another year. Just another day. Nothing to celebrate at all! If we have to celebrate it, we might as well call it by what happens on the day. Thus, Hangover Day. All those New Years Eve parties can really take a toll on your head.

And The Winner Is...

As you know, I wrote a post titled, "Today, or the Present?" After writing it, I thought about what you, the readers thought. So, I introduced the first ever The Blog poll. You had the choice to choose which one you liked the most. "Today" or "The Present." Well, the results are in and the clear winner by a landslide is....

(Drum roll here)

The answer is...

The one you chose...

Uh, wait, what was I supposed to write?

I just had it,

Oh! The PRESENT!!!!!

Three out of five people recommend it.

So that's it. Nothing more, nothing less. That's all she wrote. The fat lady has sung. Elvis has left the building. Adios amigos. That's all folks!

MD

It's Only Been a Month, But Whose Counting?

To the two people who still read this thing, sorry I haven't posted in a while. I appears that I have been rather busy ever since the Courage Journals were no longer required. Go figure! But, I have been pestered to write again, (mr. herbert) so here I am. At the end of the Journals, I had enough weird things in my head to constantly post for three months. A month of inactivity has left all the ideas to dust. So if my posts sound weird, lame, stupid, or any combination of those, you will know you are definitely reading the same blog.

To fill you all in on what has been happening in my life, here is a list.

-Homework.
-Sleep
-Drama play (which was awesome by the way...)
-Trip to California
-More Sleep
-A fiction writing contest that I entered. (Maybe I'll post the story. It's sad though...)
-And other stuff me stuff that keeps me buzy
-and remembering to write these posts, then forgetting all about them and eat ice cream

And, I now have to go and finish the monologue that I have to write for drama that is due tommarrow. It is not very good at the moment. In fact it stinks.

Oh well. Maybe next month.

Still counting,

MD

The Great and Powerful... 15!!!!!

This is it folks. Number 15. Last of the courage journals. End of the line. Out of tape. A big fat stop sign. We've had some laughs, some tears, and some looks of confusion when I didn't make sense. (Mainly because I'm off my rocker.) It's been real, it's been fun, and it's been real fun. Though only about six people read this blog I will be sad because you probably will never read The Blog again, and it will fade into obscurity. Face it, you only read this stuff I jot down because you are already online writing your blogs for your courage journals.

So keep reading! If you don't write comments, I won't know if you are reading. Then I will stop writing. And that would be a tragedy. So if I still get some comments beyond this post, then I will most likely keep writing. Maybe just not as much.

For the last and final Courage Journal, I voted. Though I am not old enough to vote, CSCS had a mock-vote. I, of course, voted for my own write in. Mr. Douglas Tharp. (Who else did you think I was going to vote for? Obama? McCain?

I am still sad. The fate of The Blog is on shaky grounds. I hope you keep reading because this is a lot of fun to write. But you love this. You love reading these. (Even though I tend to get wordy sometimes.)

Happy with my 15 posts of fame

MD

Sniff...

I had no idea that number 15 was coming up so soon. With the end of the 15th Courage Journal, that might be the end of the blog. I was thinking what would happen to The Blog once the courage journals no longer had to be written. I came up with this. It depends on you, the reader. Half of the posts I write are entertainment pieces for you. Interesting things that make you think and let you see into my head a little. But, most of you are classmates that only read The Blog because you are already online doing your own courage journal (hopefully.) After Number 15, will you still read this?

But this is bringing me down.

So I will move on to more interesting things.

I think that some candies should consider a rename. If a jawbreaker breaks your jaw, could you still sue them? If it doesn't break, should you sue them for that? Can a Life Saver really save your life? If it was named after the life rings on boats, then could it be used as a floatation device? Things to think about.

Yesterday, I changed the sub-title of The Blog to "Testing common knowledge." Just an FYI.

Today I finally bought the Back to the Future Trilogy! WOOOOOO! If you haven't watched the movies, watch 'em! Now.

Gosh, still depresed.

I gave my super-awesome mega fantastic made up as I went along speech today in English. WOOooooo... It was nerve racking. And it was scary because I didn't really have a speech written. Just an outline. AND I was 20 seconds over the max. time limit. This is my courage.

Unsure of The Blog's future,

MD

Survey says...

Ever watch Family Feud? Interesting game show really. Two families answer trivia questions to win money. But, are they really feuding? When I think of feuding, I think of two farmers fighting over a chicken that crossed the property line through a hole in the fence. Though these families are competing for cash and the Family Feud Home Edition Board Game, they really aren't feuding? Right?

Rival schools can be scary. Rival plays? Scarier. Well, maybe not. But, today, I tried to see if I could hang a poster for Cheaper by the Dozen, (the play I'm in. Come and see it!) at my church, and I was quickly shot down. The church is also having a play on the exact same dates as Cheaper. Go figure. But no worries. I'm still pulling strings to hang that poster! That seems like courage to me.

Walking away with a complementary prize,

MD

The day before the second

Merry November 1st everyone!

Today, unfortunately, I was unable to come up with anything interesting to write about before I got on to my Courage Journal. Sorry. But, if I wrote one every day, eventually I would run out. So you will just have to wait for tomorrow. Hopefully. Possibly. Maybe.

Again, sorry.

I showed courage in a lot of small and insignificant ways. I wrote today's The Blog post. Even though I didn't want to though... I set up a new mouse for my computer. (Hey, I could have been electrocuted!) I don't know if any of this will count, but I tried.

Electric free,

MD

Us: Then, and Now

I can't believe the nerve of the Israelites. God went through all the trouble of freeing them from the tyranny of Egypt, and this is the thanks He gets?? He even led them into the Promised Land and helped them to defeat the nations that were there, and they still turned away from God? I would have been on my hands and knees thanking the Lord for all that He had blessed me with.

Even though, when you think about it, that's us too. We are all sinners and we often fall away from God. But, instead of judges being sent out to redeem us, Jesus was already sent for our sins. God loves us enough to send his only son to die for us. Did we deserve it? No, we didn't. Did God love us enough to give it to us? Yes, He did. We need to realize that God has blessed us all, and won't ever love us less. He wipes our slates clean so we can have a relationship with Him now. That's courage.

Today my courage was more obvious, but still not anything special. Today is Halloween, and kids normally go trick-or-treating. Well, what I didn't know, is that people did that in the mall now. Man, was it PACKED. You could hardley move! I'm just glad I made it out with all my fingers. I think that it was courageous by braving the masses of people. It's like Christmas shopping on December 24.

Still with all his fingers,

MD

Phoney Joes!

Have you seen those shows on TV that makeover your house on a budget? The ones that will give you a designer looking room for a cheap price? I think those shows are lying to us all! When they show you the final price, it is ALWAYS around five dollars under the budget max. ALWAYS. If the budget was $1000, they would spend $998. Budget: $500, actual price: $499. They are probably way over the limit, but that wouldn't make good TV now would it? So they choose to lie about it instead, giving us false hope that we too can make a good makeover under-budget. It steams me up.

Thursday's courage was to clean my locker. Now, you might be asking yourself, "Self, why is cleaning your locker considered courage?" Well, if you had seen my locker, you would know. The bottom is fine, but the shelf at the top, ugh. Once, I left a pen up there, and I still haven't seen that pen. The shelf is empty now too! How does one even explain that!?

Missing a pen,

MD