i've decided to feature a band i came across. ironic thing is my band (gitch) used to play shows locally and we played several times with this band called scary kids scaring kids. i always enjoyed their music, but my favorite part was how they used to bus all their equipment around...no literally BUS. They would load all their equipment up in a 'short bus'...the big yellow kind. i haven't seen em in years, but the other day i was surfing itunes and came across their cd and had to buy it. i really like it, it's a bit 'screamy' if you will, and i realize not everyone enjoys that, but give it a listen.
Band name: Scary Kids Scaring Kids
song title: The City Sleeps in Flames
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Sunday, February 04, 2007
An Important Life Lesson...
So I was reading this joke the other day, and I just thought that deep within it, it has a good message that just rings true...I wanted to share it with everyone. Read below:
A Wal-Mart store that sells husbands has just opened in Dallas, TX, where a woman may go to choose a husband from among many men. Among the instructions at the entrance, is a description of how the store operates. There are only 6 floors. It states that the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch...
As you open the door to any floor you may choose any man from that floor, but if you go up a floor, you cannot go back down except to exit the building. So a woman goes to the Wal-Mart Husband Store to find a husband...
On the first floor the sign on the door reads: Floor 1 - These men have jobs.
The second floor sign reads: Floor 2 - These men have jobs and love kids.
The third floor sign reads: Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love kids, and are extremely good looking.
"Wow", she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor sign and the sign reads: Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the housework. "Oh, mercy me!" she exclains, "I can hardly stand it!" Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads: Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a romantic streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and reads the sign:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 3,456, 012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart's Husband Store.
I'll let you decide what the moral to this story is.
A Wal-Mart store that sells husbands has just opened in Dallas, TX, where a woman may go to choose a husband from among many men. Among the instructions at the entrance, is a description of how the store operates. There are only 6 floors. It states that the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch...
As you open the door to any floor you may choose any man from that floor, but if you go up a floor, you cannot go back down except to exit the building. So a woman goes to the Wal-Mart Husband Store to find a husband...
On the first floor the sign on the door reads: Floor 1 - These men have jobs.
The second floor sign reads: Floor 2 - These men have jobs and love kids.
The third floor sign reads: Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love kids, and are extremely good looking.
"Wow", she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor sign and the sign reads: Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the housework. "Oh, mercy me!" she exclains, "I can hardly stand it!" Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads: Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love kids, are drop dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a romantic streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor and reads the sign:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 3,456, 012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart's Husband Store.
I'll let you decide what the moral to this story is.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Pledge of Allegiance
"The Pledge of Allegiance" - by Senator John McCain. As you may know, I spent five and one half years as a prisoner of war d uring the Vietnam War. In the early years of our imprisonment, the NVA kept us in solitary confinement or two or three to a cell. In 1971 the NVA moved us from these conditions of isolation into large rooms with as many as 30 to 40 men to a room.
This was, as you can imagine, a wonderful change and was a direct result of the efforts of millions of Americans on behalf of a few hundred POWs 10,000 miles from home.
One of the men who moved into my room was a young man named Mike Christian.
Mike came from a small town near Selma, Alabama.He didn't wear a pair of shoes until he was 13 years old. At 17, he enlisted in the US Navy. He later earned a commission by going to Officer Training School Then he became a Naval Flight Officer and was shot down and captured in 1967. Mike had a keen and deep appreciation of the opportunities this country and our military provide for people who want to work and want to succeed.
As part of the change in treatment, the Vietnamese allowed some prisoners to receive packages from home. In some of these packages were handkerchiefs, scarves and other items of clothing.
Mike got himself a bamboo needle. Over a period of a couple of months, he created an American flag and sewed on the inside of his shirt.
Every afternoon, before we had a bowl of soup, we would hang Mike's shirt on the wall of the cell and say the Pledge of Allegiance.
I know the Pledge of Allegiance may not seem the most important part of our day now, but I can assure you that in that stark cell it was indeed the most important and meaningful event.
One day the Vietnamese searched our cell, as they did periodically, and discovered Mike's shirt with the flag sewn inside, and removed it.
That evening they returned, opened the doo r of the cell, and for the benefit of all of us, beat Mike Christian severely for the next couple of hours. Then, they opened the door of the cell and threw him in. We cleaned him up as well as we could.
The cell in which we lived had a concrete slab in the middle on which we slept. Four naked light bulbs hung in each corner of the room.
As I said, we tried to clean up Mike as well as we could. After the excitement died down, I looked in the corner of the room, and sitting there beneath that dim light bulb with a piece of red cloth, another shirt and his bamboo needle, was my friend, Mike Christian. He was sitting there with his eyes almost shut from the beating he had received, making another American flag. He was not making the flag because it made Mike Christian feel better. He was making that flag because he knew how important it was to us to be able to Pledge our allegiance to our flag and country.
So the next time you say the Pledge of Allegiance, you must never forget the sacrifice and courage that thousands of Americans have made to build our nation and promote freedom around the world.
You must remember our duty, our honor, and our country
"I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."
This was, as you can imagine, a wonderful change and was a direct result of the efforts of millions of Americans on behalf of a few hundred POWs 10,000 miles from home.
One of the men who moved into my room was a young man named Mike Christian.
Mike came from a small town near Selma, Alabama.He didn't wear a pair of shoes until he was 13 years old. At 17, he enlisted in the US Navy. He later earned a commission by going to Officer Training School Then he became a Naval Flight Officer and was shot down and captured in 1967. Mike had a keen and deep appreciation of the opportunities this country and our military provide for people who want to work and want to succeed.
As part of the change in treatment, the Vietnamese allowed some prisoners to receive packages from home. In some of these packages were handkerchiefs, scarves and other items of clothing.
Mike got himself a bamboo needle. Over a period of a couple of months, he created an American flag and sewed on the inside of his shirt.
Every afternoon, before we had a bowl of soup, we would hang Mike's shirt on the wall of the cell and say the Pledge of Allegiance.
I know the Pledge of Allegiance may not seem the most important part of our day now, but I can assure you that in that stark cell it was indeed the most important and meaningful event.
One day the Vietnamese searched our cell, as they did periodically, and discovered Mike's shirt with the flag sewn inside, and removed it.
That evening they returned, opened the doo r of the cell, and for the benefit of all of us, beat Mike Christian severely for the next couple of hours. Then, they opened the door of the cell and threw him in. We cleaned him up as well as we could.
The cell in which we lived had a concrete slab in the middle on which we slept. Four naked light bulbs hung in each corner of the room.
As I said, we tried to clean up Mike as well as we could. After the excitement died down, I looked in the corner of the room, and sitting there beneath that dim light bulb with a piece of red cloth, another shirt and his bamboo needle, was my friend, Mike Christian. He was sitting there with his eyes almost shut from the beating he had received, making another American flag. He was not making the flag because it made Mike Christian feel better. He was making that flag because he knew how important it was to us to be able to Pledge our allegiance to our flag and country.
So the next time you say the Pledge of Allegiance, you must never forget the sacrifice and courage that thousands of Americans have made to build our nation and promote freedom around the world.
You must remember our duty, our honor, and our country
"I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the republic for which it stands, one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."
Friday, January 26, 2007
this is hilarious!!!
You might need to plug your ears for part of this video, but this is a classic tale of true friendship!!! Enjoy!
Monday, January 15, 2007
Happy BC Day!!!!
I thought it would be appropriate to wish everyone a happy Burning Crusades Day!!! For those of you who are not up on the World of Warcraft....please do...because today is a special day! Today is the official release of the Burning Crusades (an expansion to World of Warcraft!!! This brings much change and excitement to the world of warcraft including a new race called the blood elves. She's hot huh? Anyway, basicallly...that's me! My new character's journey begins now...well....actually tomorrow, cause i have school and work. Happy Questing to all!
Monday, November 20, 2006
You gotta watch this...this is awesome!
So I showed this video to my organic chemistry lab teacher and tried to explain the relevance of why we should do this experiment in our lab next week, but she wasn't getting it??? I mean...it shows the reactivities of different chemicals right??? she didn't but it... Anyway, I'm figured we could take a short break from mulletudes to see this....hope you enjoy! ...and don't worry for all you mullet lovers out there, they'll be back wed =)
Mulletudes Week 2!!
I know you're all excited, but i can't just stop mid-way....i've got several more great mullets to show ya, so here goes....
Friday, November 17, 2006
Mulletudes Day 3....
On this blessed mullet-day we have two excellent yet, creepy mullets...wow....could it get any better than this? I dare to say that it cannot!
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Part 1 of a series of "Mulletudes"
Hello everyone...today is part one in what I like to call my "Mulletudes." In the following several days I will be sharing a basic history of the mullet which should be quite informative & yet amusing at the same time. The print is small, so get a magnifying glass if you must because it is definitely worth reading....
I hope you all enjoy =)
I hope you all enjoy =)
Friday, November 03, 2006
ya or nay???
Okay...so I need everyone's help...this Halloween I began a goatee, mostly for fun. but people seem to like it...what do y'all think, keep it or cut it???
Monday, September 18, 2006
Grandfather & Grandmother at the The Garden in Joseph Smith Memorial Bldg --
Just an FYI, Grandfather had his cadarac surgery this morning and is doing great....Shortly after arriving home from surgery he could be seen recoving in his chair with a box of Cumming's chocolates....some say thank goodness for modern medecine, but I swear I heard grandfather say "thank goodness for chocolate!!!"
Sunday, September 10, 2006
welcome to myself
well, i would like to formally welcome myself to blogspot...thank you for being here on this very special moment! okay, so this is still under construction, so pardon my dust and bare with me during these exciting times!
~dave
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