Long Time Gone

Hey group. It's been a while.

I've been kind of busy lately, so I'll tell you about my adventures. It all started two Thursdays ago...

I woke up. Because I thought I had a dentist appointment. But I was sadly mistaken. And, it was raining. But it was okay, because after I got that mess all straightened out, we left for Nashville, and it was nicer and nicer the further we became from Waynesboro. Anyhow, we were there until the following Tuesday. It's a very long car ride. And there's not much to see along the way. Unless you like rocks and stuff. In which case, you would probably enjoy such a ride. But I digress. While we were there, we went down town, where they have some funny shaped buildings, one in particular, an AT&T building, looked like Batman because of some towers that stuck out on either side of its roof. So that's what the natives called it. And it does. Look like Batman. Er.. There was the Country Music Hall of Fame. Exciting. But the street they called Broadway was neat. Lots of lights and buskers and things. Also, lots of fast food places. Where Waynesboro has one Sonic, we'll say, Nashville has about twenty. Along with plenty of other places, some of which I'd never heard of. Though, we did go to the Opry Mills place, which is where they do their whole Grand Ole thing. And there was this neat hotel with a glass-roofed atrium in the middle, and it had all kinds of plants and stuff in it. And a shallow river thing with fish. It was pretty neat. Felt kind of like I was in that movie. Bio-dome or something like that. Anyway. It was fun enough. I had a good time. We went to the Mall there. And they had a Gibson store, so we went in and Dad and I played around on their guitars for like an hour, but there was this guy who came up and started talking to us. He was nice enough, but we were there for like another hour, and he couldn't take the hint that we wanted to leave. Eventually though, his wife came over and she looked a little angry. So he left. And we did too at that point. And there was this big lake too. Percy Priest lake or something like that. Pretty neat. Lots of boats and things. Islands and all. But after that, we came home. And I started working at the Animal Hospital on the thirteenth. Which was two days ago now. It's alright there I guess. But I kind of feel like a janitor. We do alot of cleaning. Alot. I even empty garbage cans and stuff sometimes. But I only work like three hours a day or so. So it's not really that bad at all.
Any rate, that's pretty much what I've been doing. Besides trying (unsuccessfully, I might add) to finish summer reading assignments, which I don't think I'll be able to finish. If I could just get this last book done, and type those lousy papers. Oh well. School starts pretty soon. I guess I'll see you all there, If not sooner.

Dream

I had this really bizarre dream the other night.
And I can't very well open with that, and then leave you hanging, could I? So I'll tell you about it. Though, I must warn you, the graphic nature of this dream may not be suitable to young children.
Anyhow, the dream started out, well. It really ended up I guess, in the cathedral kind of place. It was a big, open room. Made out of stone. The walls and floors and stuff. And it was dark, you know. Lit by candles and torches and stuff. Some kind of Gothic sanctuary. Like Notre Dame. And there were all these people. Normal folks. Just standing around in here. And they were on two sides of the room, with an aisle in the middle. It was pretty wide. At one side, there was like, an altar or something. A large fireplace, perhaps. At the other a door. Near the altar, there were four people. Two women, and Two men. The women were just dressed in regular white dresses. The men were in some kind of military uniform, and had like, these turban things as headdresses. I think it was some kind of Russian royalty thing. Like Peter. If that's his name. But they had those hats. Anyway, from the door there comes this monk. An abbot or something. And he is carrying these rod things. Like spears. Tubular, but flat on one end, and in a point. Like a broad tipped spear. And to each of the "Royals" he handed a spear. And they took them, and gingerly each placed his or her spear carefully under his chin. Now, these things were pretty tall, and the royals had to stand on the tips of their toes for them to fit. By this point, in the dream, I had become pretty confused. I started walking around, and talking to all these faceless people, trying to find out what was going on. And then, quite suddenly, all four of the royals, while still holding the spears in the same position under their chins, jumped strait up in the air.
At this point, I really got freaked out. I could tell you what happened to the royals, but you could probably figure it out by yourselves. And the weird thing about it is, after they did that whole deal, and just kind of laid around and screamed a bit afterward (that was the worst part, and that is as far as I'll go into that) the people standing around me watching it all happen just started cheering. They were happy. As to why, I was at a loss.
Then I woke up. And that was that.

Horizons

Lately I've been thinking about broadening my horizons. I'd like to get out and do more things. For example, I've always kind of wanted to make, like, furniture. You know. Amish style. Rocking chairs and stuff. Curio cabinets, etc. I feel like wood working is just another form of art. And after building all kinds of stuff at Sam's house (mostly just medieval siege weapons-crossbows, trebuchets, catapults) during the past week or so, I've come to realize just how much I like working with my hands, building things and all that (playing music, shadow puppets, etc.). So, I think I am going to take up wood working as a hobby. Maybe I'll make a dining room set. Or some coffee tables. Hell, if I feel like it, maybe even some guitars and stuff. Luthiering is pretty much the same thing. Then I can do pianos and stuff. And if there aren't any jobs left when we're out of college, well, I can always make shit for people.

TREASURE

I've left you all secret messages in the comments on your blogs. So go and find them!

APUSH

I'm certainly ready to wipe my hands with A P United States History. And this year for school too. It's been fun folks, but enough is enough, and at last the end is in sight! I have a dream my friends, that one day we will be able to rise up out of this struggle, having successfully (or not, as the case may be) completed another year of high school to boot. And that dream is quickly becoming a reality! The goal is within our grasp! All we have to do is reach out and seize it; for in doing so we ensure that our grievous labor will not have been for naught. So, comrades, shall we seize this wondrous opportunity to prove ourselves and our cause. I think we ought to. With that, I leave you all with this, our message: Prevail, Prevail, Prevail! For to not prevail is to fail.

I hate...

calculus.

Crummy Weather and Emotional Stuff

I don't really like weather like there's been the last day or two. I kinda feel like the earth can't decide whether it wants to be rainy or just miserably overcast. It's really just crummy weather. But Saturday was great weather. Perfect weather, really. I could live in a climate like that forever and never get tired of it. Well. That's a lie. I'd have to come back here for the crummy weather every once in a while. Even though its depressing as hell, it makes me feel alive. Reminds me of the full spectrum of emotions and stuff. Without a little sadness and disappointment, all the good times would just be times, because there wouldn't be anything to compare them to.