Le Double Vee!

You know what Moses, I am quite PEEVED right now!

Haha, here is a little inspiration for ya buddy.

And here is a song that just recently inspired me.



Oh and by the way, if you think of any other song, just comment and I'll add it.
(and just a little shout out regarding my last post, I'll post those stories this weekend)

Scribbles

So recently I have been rethinking my future as a writer. I really enjoy writing, but is it what I want to direct my entire life focus on? The main reason though, is that I'm truly doubting my ability, my recent Comp scores can vouch for that. Ability, or even simple adequacy, comes from practice and even though natural talent may help some, it is no substitute. So without further ado, I present a challenge: If you dare, comment below and give me a topic to write on!  I'll write it up and post it (as quickly as possible, I'm kinda busy). Be as creative as possible.

Picture: http://www.threadless.com/product/3237/Quick_Brown_Fox_DTG

Hoodwinked

Recently, while exploring the dark attic of my mind, I stumbled upon an idea. What kind of idea? One filled with mystery and intrigue, one that will rock the very core of my being; one that involves multiple personalities and a stranger sort of perspective on the way life is conducted. But enough beating around the bush, eh? What is this marvelous idea? Well that, my friends, is a secret known only by me! But if you can figure out a few clues, you may come around to my way of thinking. It involves light and dark, inward and outward, open and closed, and finally a lot of role playing! If you can figure out this riddle my young friends, you will recognize the change!

BTW I just got called a liar by a cop!

University?

So I've started college! I could say it has been pretty good so far; but honestly, if I just rambled on about college being amazing, I wouldn't be telling the whole truth. College is fun... but to a point. You know how high school was right? Well for me, the first three years were all exciting and I didn't want them to end, but then Senior year came along and I was ready to be out of there! Unfortunately, it seems college has gone through this pattern in fast forward! Smartstart comes along and I'm pumped! It flies by and I'm all excited and ready for the real thing... and then regular classes start and I'm ready to be out of there! I'm not trying to be negative, but I just wish I could see how it's all gonna end. I'm really not sure how I truly feel, my emotions seemed to have clocked out as of late.

*Illustration "Hunting Ducks" by David Fleck
             ~ http://society6.com/product/Hunting-Ducks_Print~

A Declaration

*tap tap tap* Ahem!

Thank you all for coming out tonight! I asked you all to come here so that I could make a very important announcement: I am returning to blogging!!!

(Cheers and pandemonium swiftly ensues)

In which Gruffle the Dwarf becomes Down for the Count

Once upon a time, there was a small dwarf named Gruffle-Bottum. Now Gruffle-Bottum was a very voracious eater. He believed that eating was the only thing worth living for. He figured that since he had such amazing taste buds, he should be able to eat anything that he wanted. Now one day, as Gruffle-Bottum was walking through the forest, he came across a large mushroom. 

"My" he thought, "what a beautiful looking mushroom.""I do believe that I will eat it!" But before he had the chance, a young rabbit came a-hopping out of a nearby bramble bush. 

"STOP!!!" he cried in a voice loud enough to warn the whole forest, "don't even thing about touching that mushroom!" 

"And why not?" retorted our friend Gruffle, "I do believe it looks like a wondrous mushroom!" 

"But you simply do not understand," replied the bunny, "that fungus has the strength to make you go blind, sprout wings, and give you arthritis too!" 

Now this was something that Gruffle hadn't bargained for. 

"This is certainly a conundrum," he grumbled, "that mushy-room could feed me for days, and if I'm not mistaken, I overheard peregrine saying that all fungus is good for rheumatism."

 So with this thought, he took out his flint-tipped axe and (much to the chagrin of the young rabbit) chopped it down. Before long, Gruffle had carted all the mushy-goodness (or not so goodness) home, and proceeded to chop it into a stew. 

"Gracious me oh my" he thought, "that certainly smells good." 

With these types of greedy sentences parading around his mind, he sat down to take a nap. Unfortunately, he never woke up. The fumes from the mushroom were so strong, it caused him to sleep forever; dreaming of marshmallow-cream tea.

 THE END 

~The moral of this story is... always take the advice of a rabbit. (and don't eat strange mushrooms!)~

This is a bedtime story that I wrote (with help from Robby Kyle) for Jonny Larson (My Dean). It was originally authored on green painters tape on the outside of Jonny's door and reoccurs here as it was written (aside from some minor punctuation changes) at around ten o-clock last night.

The Sea

For some reason, this really resonated with me.

"The call of God can never be state explicitly; it is implicit. The call of God is like the call of the sea, no one hears it but the one who has the nature of the sea in him."

~ Oswald Chambers ~