Well, I'm not sure exactly how it happened, why it happened, or what I was thinking when it happened, but it turns out I'm going to prom people. Break open the non-alcolohic sparkling grape juice.
I debated the whole thing for a quite a while. You know, we're not exactly close friends, but we're certainly not enemies (so i would hope). The more important thing was the ridiculous costs. But, I swallowed all that and finally asked her, so I'm excited. It should be fun, and she's a great girl. Line from Guys and Dolls: "She's a beautiful doll alright, with one-hundred percent eyes."
In related news (related to quote) the pit sounds really good; it should be a great show. Except for one nameless character. One of the music teachers said after this person sang "is it too late for me to return my tickets." Don't let that discourage you; i may be bad, but everyone else is much better.
I hope you all realize i was kidding about that last sentence.
I have to write an essay for bio that i'm not ready for, and study blindly for a test in bio that i'll never be ready for...stupid independent study.
Random Factoid: The three main types of inter-species relationships are parasitism, mutualism, and commensalism.
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3.31.2004
Almost Missed This Post
Well, I wasn't going to post today, I was just going to skip it, but i was down here doing other things so I thought "Hey, what the heck...I could really go for some kidney beans...I'll post before I go to bed." My mind is a little random at times, especially late at night.
Here is one of my favorite random thoughts. I was in APUS last year, just sitting there minding my own business when BOOM! a random thought hit me. I leaned over to Katie Morrison and said, "Wouldn't it be great if a teacher purposely held onto the attendence until the hall monitor knocked on the door. Then, the teacher opens the door, says 'I'm sorry, just a minute,' and the hall monitor walks into the room. Then, the teacher, once her path is clear, makes a break for the door with the attendence slips." Imagine it: teachers running through the hallway Dave Starsky style gripping the attendence. Add to it the element of them yelling "Hahaha! You'll never get my attendence you insignificant little hall monitors! Hahaha!" And there is complete Kaos, with a kapital k.
Of course, this whole online attendence thing completely ruins that. My dream of seeing teachers running away with the attendence may never materialize. C'est la Vie.
Hey, musical tickets go on sale next Monday. Whoohoo. Guys and Dolls. Come see Tony, Joe, Sarah, Robin, Katie, Katie, Kait, a few more Katherines, and all the gang. It should be the best time you have ever had at any event in your life (I'm required to say that in my contract).
Random Factoid: Kidney beans aren't actual kidneys, but they are beans, or legumes, whichever you prefer.
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Here is one of my favorite random thoughts. I was in APUS last year, just sitting there minding my own business when BOOM! a random thought hit me. I leaned over to Katie Morrison and said, "Wouldn't it be great if a teacher purposely held onto the attendence until the hall monitor knocked on the door. Then, the teacher opens the door, says 'I'm sorry, just a minute,' and the hall monitor walks into the room. Then, the teacher, once her path is clear, makes a break for the door with the attendence slips." Imagine it: teachers running through the hallway Dave Starsky style gripping the attendence. Add to it the element of them yelling "Hahaha! You'll never get my attendence you insignificant little hall monitors! Hahaha!" And there is complete Kaos, with a kapital k.
Of course, this whole online attendence thing completely ruins that. My dream of seeing teachers running away with the attendence may never materialize. C'est la Vie.
Hey, musical tickets go on sale next Monday. Whoohoo. Guys and Dolls. Come see Tony, Joe, Sarah, Robin, Katie, Katie, Kait, a few more Katherines, and all the gang. It should be the best time you have ever had at any event in your life (I'm required to say that in my contract).
Random Factoid: Kidney beans aren't actual kidneys, but they are beans, or legumes, whichever you prefer.
Pip Pip.
3.29.2004
Rant, the Musical (note pun of "Rent" the musical)
I just thought I'd be a little random. I was at school, and I thought of a fun little post. And, I've got a great random idea coming up in the future, so hold on to your seats for that one. Katie Morrison, you know what I'm talking about.
So, I was in the bathroom at school, something I rarely do I (i think like 30 times since Kindergarten), and i realized there's a big problem that needs to be solved. Now, ladies, I don't know obviously if you encounter this problem, but we boys certainly do. There is a 8.746% chance that there will be a clean stall open. 8.746!
Here's the problem, and i just don't understand it. Sometimes, the toilets are filled with urine and feces, and that just creeps me out, so there's no way I'm using that. Others, have wet spots all over the place, on the floor, on the seat, on toilet paper. And then there are stalls that just have toilet paper strewn all over the place? Why do we guys have to be rude, potty-mouth, dirty, slobs?
As long as I'm talking bathrooms, I have two bathroom pet peeves: #1) Bathroom doors should push from the inside. Do you know how many people don't wash their hands? Almost all bathrooms pull from the inside, so you have to grip a grimy handle. That's illogical. #2) Hotels that have bathroom sinks in a separate room from the toilet and shower. So you have to open the door with your germy hands and wash them. Again, illogical.
Well, that's enough of that.
Random Factoid: Prom would run about $250, $125 if split with a date, which is uncomfortable. Why am I thinking about this so much? I truly don't know.
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So, I was in the bathroom at school, something I rarely do I (i think like 30 times since Kindergarten), and i realized there's a big problem that needs to be solved. Now, ladies, I don't know obviously if you encounter this problem, but we boys certainly do. There is a 8.746% chance that there will be a clean stall open. 8.746!
Here's the problem, and i just don't understand it. Sometimes, the toilets are filled with urine and feces, and that just creeps me out, so there's no way I'm using that. Others, have wet spots all over the place, on the floor, on the seat, on toilet paper. And then there are stalls that just have toilet paper strewn all over the place? Why do we guys have to be rude, potty-mouth, dirty, slobs?
As long as I'm talking bathrooms, I have two bathroom pet peeves: #1) Bathroom doors should push from the inside. Do you know how many people don't wash their hands? Almost all bathrooms pull from the inside, so you have to grip a grimy handle. That's illogical. #2) Hotels that have bathroom sinks in a separate room from the toilet and shower. So you have to open the door with your germy hands and wash them. Again, illogical.
Well, that's enough of that.
Random Factoid: Prom would run about $250, $125 if split with a date, which is uncomfortable. Why am I thinking about this so much? I truly don't know.
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3.28.2004
No Painful Fall This Time
A few months ago, I recieved a scholarship for Hillsdale. I called everyone I knew to tell them i got a full scholarship. Then I read the fine print and realized I hadn't, not at all. So that fall was painful.
But yesterday, after I posted, I went through my folder of NU stuff, and I found a financial aid offer. Since all my teachers told me NU doesn't give money, I was highly skeptical. Not wanting to jump to conclusions, I read it over and over and over and over. Then I started running around my house, jumping on furniture, and screaming like a little girl. I won't tell you how much it is, but it's substantial...quite substantial...like 96% substantial.
So today's been a great day. I ruled out Northwestern months ago because of the money and unlikelihood of getting in. But here it is, the things I so wanted in a college. Cheap, prestigious, close to home (that one's very important...i need my family). So, I'm pretty sure the Michigan schools are out, wildcats are in.
My only reservation is its size. I really wanted a small school. And a Big 10 experience is quite different from a small school. But, the positives are awfully positive.
Anyway, my day was spent today doing a boatload of homework, watching the Cubs game, playing basketball with my sister (no, i didn't lose), and watching the finale of Dream Job on ESPN...my guy from Glen Ellyn won...he was certainly the best.
Random Factoid: My Gateway monitor has the letters OSD on it, and i don't know what that means
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But yesterday, after I posted, I went through my folder of NU stuff, and I found a financial aid offer. Since all my teachers told me NU doesn't give money, I was highly skeptical. Not wanting to jump to conclusions, I read it over and over and over and over. Then I started running around my house, jumping on furniture, and screaming like a little girl. I won't tell you how much it is, but it's substantial...quite substantial...like 96% substantial.
So today's been a great day. I ruled out Northwestern months ago because of the money and unlikelihood of getting in. But here it is, the things I so wanted in a college. Cheap, prestigious, close to home (that one's very important...i need my family). So, I'm pretty sure the Michigan schools are out, wildcats are in.
My only reservation is its size. I really wanted a small school. And a Big 10 experience is quite different from a small school. But, the positives are awfully positive.
Anyway, my day was spent today doing a boatload of homework, watching the Cubs game, playing basketball with my sister (no, i didn't lose), and watching the finale of Dream Job on ESPN...my guy from Glen Ellyn won...he was certainly the best.
Random Factoid: My Gateway monitor has the letters OSD on it, and i don't know what that means
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3.27.2004
Happy Days in Mortonville
Alright, I just want to make it clear that I'm not trying to be showy or bragging or anything, cuz i always worry that people will think that. I'm just extremely excited and I wanted to tell the world, but please don't be offended
The mail came an hour ago (which is a whole nother story...that i'll tell you mid sentence to leave you in suspense...8 months ago our mailwoman of 7 years was relocated...since then we have had a variety of mailmen, but they all deliver the mail at 3:30....our mail used to come at 10:30...i understand that someone has to get the mail at 3:30, but if you are used to getting the mail at 10:30, someone else must be used to getting it at 3:30, so why switch things around? Just follow the same schedule as your predecessor) and I got an acceptance letter from Northwestern! I'm ecstatic.
I probably won't go there, though, cuz they're way too expensive and they're the only school to offer me no financial aid as of yet. Still, it's incredibly exciting. I hope all of you have gotten into great schools that you've wanted to be accepted to and I hope you were as excited as I am when you recieved your letter.
Random Factoid: For Burkee: an official linguist from Harvard University wrote that "illinois" is native american in basic root origin, but it was taken and adjusted by the French. Technically, it should be prounounced "illonwa." However, midwestern culture has typically prounounced it "illanoy." Neither accepted prounounciation uses the "s" at the end. "Illanoise" is usually said by people far from the state or gangsters (ie Big Jule in Guys and Dolls")
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The mail came an hour ago (which is a whole nother story...that i'll tell you mid sentence to leave you in suspense...8 months ago our mailwoman of 7 years was relocated...since then we have had a variety of mailmen, but they all deliver the mail at 3:30....our mail used to come at 10:30...i understand that someone has to get the mail at 3:30, but if you are used to getting the mail at 10:30, someone else must be used to getting it at 3:30, so why switch things around? Just follow the same schedule as your predecessor) and I got an acceptance letter from Northwestern! I'm ecstatic.
I probably won't go there, though, cuz they're way too expensive and they're the only school to offer me no financial aid as of yet. Still, it's incredibly exciting. I hope all of you have gotten into great schools that you've wanted to be accepted to and I hope you were as excited as I am when you recieved your letter.
Random Factoid: For Burkee: an official linguist from Harvard University wrote that "illinois" is native american in basic root origin, but it was taken and adjusted by the French. Technically, it should be prounounced "illonwa." However, midwestern culture has typically prounounced it "illanoy." Neither accepted prounounciation uses the "s" at the end. "Illanoise" is usually said by people far from the state or gangsters (ie Big Jule in Guys and Dolls")
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3.26.2004
What do you mean this blog isn't what it used to be?
The afternoon was fun. Spent the whole time working on government commercials. Definitely a good time.
Since it's Friday and Lent, I had eggsalad for supper. And as I was peeling lettuce for the sandwich, I realized that lettuce is one of the wierdest things in the world. Think about it. 1) It's name is lettuce. How many other words ending in "uce" are pronounced "us?" What does it come from? More importantly, just say the word, slowly and with deep thought. LETTUCE. Isn't it a strange word? 2) It's both green and white, and there's really no rhyme or reason to the coloration. It's not just like the stubby part is white. Sometimes, you get a very dark (or vibrant, not really dark, because dark is more of a forest green and I'm definitlely talking about a bright green) piece, and other times it's so light that it's almost white. Why? 3) It's shape and structure is the wierdest thing of all. Do you just dig into it like an apple? Do you cut it like a canteloupe? No, you peel it, but not like you peel an orange. Some of the pieces are long and wind all the way around, so you have to cut the piece...it can't be circular. Others are really small and tear apart too easily. Also, you can never follow a straight tear...it's always ridged and without design. Lettuce is the wierdest vegetable on earth, weirder than the rutabaga...at least i know how to eat a rutabaga.
That was an excerpt from the new Broadway musical, opening in June, entitled "Mortonson's Rant," a sequel to "Mortonson's Lament."
Random Factoid: Coca-Cola made 50 international beanbags in their first bean bag series, with batches of 10 being released every four-five months. Each beanbag was an animal native to a different Coke drinking country. For instance, there was a mongoose (which is neither a man or a goose) from Pakistan with a coke bottle in its hand.
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Since it's Friday and Lent, I had eggsalad for supper. And as I was peeling lettuce for the sandwich, I realized that lettuce is one of the wierdest things in the world. Think about it. 1) It's name is lettuce. How many other words ending in "uce" are pronounced "us?" What does it come from? More importantly, just say the word, slowly and with deep thought. LETTUCE. Isn't it a strange word? 2) It's both green and white, and there's really no rhyme or reason to the coloration. It's not just like the stubby part is white. Sometimes, you get a very dark (or vibrant, not really dark, because dark is more of a forest green and I'm definitlely talking about a bright green) piece, and other times it's so light that it's almost white. Why? 3) It's shape and structure is the wierdest thing of all. Do you just dig into it like an apple? Do you cut it like a canteloupe? No, you peel it, but not like you peel an orange. Some of the pieces are long and wind all the way around, so you have to cut the piece...it can't be circular. Others are really small and tear apart too easily. Also, you can never follow a straight tear...it's always ridged and without design. Lettuce is the wierdest vegetable on earth, weirder than the rutabaga...at least i know how to eat a rutabaga.
That was an excerpt from the new Broadway musical, opening in June, entitled "Mortonson's Rant," a sequel to "Mortonson's Lament."
Random Factoid: Coca-Cola made 50 international beanbags in their first bean bag series, with batches of 10 being released every four-five months. Each beanbag was an animal native to a different Coke drinking country. For instance, there was a mongoose (which is neither a man or a goose) from Pakistan with a coke bottle in its hand.
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3.25.2004
I LOATHE AOL
I am posting tonight via the 6th connection to AOL. I connected once, it froze...connected a second time, it froze...you see where I'm going? That's 6 phone calls? You know how much money that costs? You know how much I could get at a garage sale with all that? (btw, the first garage sales will be opening in a few weeks...if you'd like to join me in a walk of some 50 house block sale, let me know...it'll be a good time, good time)
Spent today planning for government commercials that we'll be filming tomorrow: Eric Hoffman vs. Ryan Morton, Republican vs. Reactionary (we like to give the American people a whole spectrum to choose from). Some campy advertising techniques being put into play. I even roped my three little sisters in to it (named Martha, Abigail, and Betsy for historical significance). Plus, I'm leasing myself to Heneghan's group for the old "America First" campaign, aka Mortonson's neo-nonracist-Nazis.
Random Factoid: One is a prime number (i know, real exciting factoid...but it is random)
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Spent today planning for government commercials that we'll be filming tomorrow: Eric Hoffman vs. Ryan Morton, Republican vs. Reactionary (we like to give the American people a whole spectrum to choose from). Some campy advertising techniques being put into play. I even roped my three little sisters in to it (named Martha, Abigail, and Betsy for historical significance). Plus, I'm leasing myself to Heneghan's group for the old "America First" campaign, aka Mortonson's neo-nonracist-Nazis.
Random Factoid: One is a prime number (i know, real exciting factoid...but it is random)
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3.24.2004
The Spring Break Midterm
Well, we've reached the halfway point of our much needed Spring vacation. It's time to look back at how we've spent those days.
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Well, that was fun.
You know what one of those simple joys is that we all should appreciate? Rolling our necks. Now, I'm not talking about the ability to do so, although that's very important too...I like seeing things on the side of me. But what I'm talking about is just the relaxing and spirit-lifting feeling you get from rolling your neck, hopefully cracking a few "neck-knuckles" (say that 5x fast). All of you, sit back and roll your necks to the right a few times, then to the left a few more...Don't you feel better? Ah.......Back cracking is also a great reviver...the desks at school are wonderful for back cracking. You can either do "the twist" or you can do "the push." The first is just twisting your back as far as you can, while the second is pushing all your weight to the back of the chair and feeling one of those spiny-disk-thingies cracking. Oh what a glorius sensation.
Well, that's enough of that.
Happy Birthday to my dear friend Joe Macaluso. He's the big one-eight.
Also, a belated birthday greeting to Christy...sorry I didn't mention it in my blog on day one (March 21...she is also 18...whoohoo)
Random Factoid: Andrew Mellon, Fatty Arbuckle, Thomas Dewey (a republican...just threw in that VALUABLE adjective), and Steve McQueen were born on March 24.
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Well, that was fun.
You know what one of those simple joys is that we all should appreciate? Rolling our necks. Now, I'm not talking about the ability to do so, although that's very important too...I like seeing things on the side of me. But what I'm talking about is just the relaxing and spirit-lifting feeling you get from rolling your neck, hopefully cracking a few "neck-knuckles" (say that 5x fast). All of you, sit back and roll your necks to the right a few times, then to the left a few more...Don't you feel better? Ah.......Back cracking is also a great reviver...the desks at school are wonderful for back cracking. You can either do "the twist" or you can do "the push." The first is just twisting your back as far as you can, while the second is pushing all your weight to the back of the chair and feeling one of those spiny-disk-thingies cracking. Oh what a glorius sensation.
Well, that's enough of that.
Happy Birthday to my dear friend Joe Macaluso. He's the big one-eight.
Also, a belated birthday greeting to Christy...sorry I didn't mention it in my blog on day one (March 21...she is also 18...whoohoo)
Random Factoid: Andrew Mellon, Fatty Arbuckle, Thomas Dewey (a republican...just threw in that VALUABLE adjective), and Steve McQueen were born on March 24.
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Day Number Three
Alright, so technically it's Day 4, but I have very limited access to the internet...I don't even know my own password (which makes this blog thing even more fun...my parents have no idea...hehehe...aren't I a regular renegade)
Shane: thanks to your encouragement, I'll start telling stories...as of yet, I have none, though. You mentioned Chaucer...wouldn't it be cool to finish his tales? There's only like 80 left. How hard could it be to write everyhing in couplets? Pretty darn difficult, but a team of us could pull it off. We could even cheat, and midway through the stories "the Host" can change his mind and decide stories will only be told during the trip there, not the return trip. That's only like 20 more then...let's get on that. Sometime between now and our deaths. Anyone who's game, let me know. 20 people equals 20x the profit, or something like that.
Anyway, my day today was like all my other days: pointless, futile, dull, and just how I like it.
Random Factoid: There is a vacancy on the Illinois American First Party Board, and they have yet to contact me though I have applied.
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Shane: thanks to your encouragement, I'll start telling stories...as of yet, I have none, though. You mentioned Chaucer...wouldn't it be cool to finish his tales? There's only like 80 left. How hard could it be to write everyhing in couplets? Pretty darn difficult, but a team of us could pull it off. We could even cheat, and midway through the stories "the Host" can change his mind and decide stories will only be told during the trip there, not the return trip. That's only like 20 more then...let's get on that. Sometime between now and our deaths. Anyone who's game, let me know. 20 people equals 20x the profit, or something like that.
Anyway, my day today was like all my other days: pointless, futile, dull, and just how I like it.
Random Factoid: There is a vacancy on the Illinois American First Party Board, and they have yet to contact me though I have applied.
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3.22.2004
The Voice of Mr. Coolidge
So, I was surfing the web, and I found this: a soundbite from Calvin Coolidge's Inaugural Address! I had no idea this existed! I hope you appreciate his nasal twang as much as I do.
The First Recording of Mr. Coolidge's Voice!
7:00 And All Is Well
Good Ev-oh-ning.
I'm wondering what the next big step mortonson wil take could be. I quickly defied the odds with a blog and a tag, but I need more, otherwise I lose the shock factor and I go back to being a nothing. Like Andy Kaufman, always needed to do something else. Please, if you have suggestions, tag the board, if you will.
Still new to this whole updating thing...I'd like to tell funny random stories like Shane, cuz Shane's a great guy. But I don't thing I've reached that point of my online relationship yet. So, I'll just recap my day. Woke up at 11:30 (springbreak is marvelous), watched Days of Our Lives (there is a serial killer who's killing all the great old characters...I highly recommend you start watching, 1:00 on NBC), watched a movie that is slipping my mind right now (must have been good), and then I played wiffleball in the backyard with my sisters. I broke one as it soared over our house...if Schaumburg's baseball team used wiffleballs, pitched them underhand, and gave me 10 strikes instead of 3, I think I'd be a shoe-in for a bench-player.
Random Factoid: The city right across from Detroit in Canada is Windsor.
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I'm wondering what the next big step mortonson wil take could be. I quickly defied the odds with a blog and a tag, but I need more, otherwise I lose the shock factor and I go back to being a nothing. Like Andy Kaufman, always needed to do something else. Please, if you have suggestions, tag the board, if you will.
Still new to this whole updating thing...I'd like to tell funny random stories like Shane, cuz Shane's a great guy. But I don't thing I've reached that point of my online relationship yet. So, I'll just recap my day. Woke up at 11:30 (springbreak is marvelous), watched Days of Our Lives (there is a serial killer who's killing all the great old characters...I highly recommend you start watching, 1:00 on NBC), watched a movie that is slipping my mind right now (must have been good), and then I played wiffleball in the backyard with my sisters. I broke one as it soared over our house...if Schaumburg's baseball team used wiffleballs, pitched them underhand, and gave me 10 strikes instead of 3, I think I'd be a shoe-in for a bench-player.
Random Factoid: The city right across from Detroit in Canada is Windsor.
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I Heard It Through The Grapevine
It's astounding how quickly things travel across the www. I told 4 people that I had a blog, and suddenly everyone knows. As exciting as it is for me to know I was mentioned by other people, it did kinda take the fun out of telling people. On the other hand, it was really exciting to see kp, burkee, and heneghan on the tagboard...certainly wasn't expeting that.
In other news, it is officially 1:00am, so I have beaten masca so far: 2 days of posting in a row. My goals are awfully pitiful. I should be thinking about you know deciding on college and getting scholarships, and here i am excited that i've posted three times in 12 hours.
It turns out that that vase that broke was a crystal wedding present for my parents, 18 years ago...that smarts.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to get addicted to this whole posting thing...You may read posts in a few weeks/days/hours of my saying "hey, I changed the radio station today at 11:41am, and I think i'll do it again at 11:44am." Yeah, that'd be pretty pathetic.
Random Factoid: The only 16 seed to up-end a 1 seed in the NCAA tourny was Harvard, in the Woman's NCAA tourny.
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In other news, it is officially 1:00am, so I have beaten masca so far: 2 days of posting in a row. My goals are awfully pitiful. I should be thinking about you know deciding on college and getting scholarships, and here i am excited that i've posted three times in 12 hours.
It turns out that that vase that broke was a crystal wedding present for my parents, 18 years ago...that smarts.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to get addicted to this whole posting thing...You may read posts in a few weeks/days/hours of my saying "hey, I changed the radio station today at 11:41am, and I think i'll do it again at 11:44am." Yeah, that'd be pretty pathetic.
Random Factoid: The only 16 seed to up-end a 1 seed in the NCAA tourny was Harvard, in the Woman's NCAA tourny.
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3.21.2004
Two Posts In One Day! Will the Madness Never End?!
You ever think about the little things that you 20 minutes later you wish you hadn't done? It's just funny to think about the chain reaction.
Let's say, hypothetically, you're three year old sister, let's say her name is Sage, wants a bottle. So you leave your room to give her a bottle, never imagining what the final disaster of that action will be.
So you go to the kitchen, and her bottle is no where to be found. You search her bedroom, the livingroom, your parents' bedroom, and no bottle. Ironic thing is that she has three of them, and they're all missing!
So finally, so give up and say "Here, Sage, I'm gonna let you be a big girl and drink water from a cup. Now you be careful" (If you think you know where this is going, you're wrong).
So you sit her on the bench, and walk away. She then calls you back, and tells you to look out the window. You look out another window, and tell her you see the bird (which is of course a lie to get her off your back) but that's not good enough. She wants you to look out her window. So you do.
But she knows you don't see it, so what does she do? She points to it.
In doing so, she knocks down an empty vase that was on the table and it shatters to pieces.
All because you couldn't find one of her three bottles.
My question: Why keep an empty vase on a table?
Random Factoid: The capital of Burkina Faso is Ougadougu.
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Let's say, hypothetically, you're three year old sister, let's say her name is Sage, wants a bottle. So you leave your room to give her a bottle, never imagining what the final disaster of that action will be.
So you go to the kitchen, and her bottle is no where to be found. You search her bedroom, the livingroom, your parents' bedroom, and no bottle. Ironic thing is that she has three of them, and they're all missing!
So finally, so give up and say "Here, Sage, I'm gonna let you be a big girl and drink water from a cup. Now you be careful" (If you think you know where this is going, you're wrong).
So you sit her on the bench, and walk away. She then calls you back, and tells you to look out the window. You look out another window, and tell her you see the bird (which is of course a lie to get her off your back) but that's not good enough. She wants you to look out her window. So you do.
But she knows you don't see it, so what does she do? She points to it.
In doing so, she knocks down an empty vase that was on the table and it shatters to pieces.
All because you couldn't find one of her three bottles.
My question: Why keep an empty vase on a table?
Random Factoid: The capital of Burkina Faso is Ougadougu.
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Mortonson's Moving Into the 20th Century (yes, 20th)
Well, here I am, bloggin' it up on the ol' world wide web. Not really sure why i'm here, since I loathe technology and know that only 1.5 people will actually read this, but meh(kudos to tony for his borrowed expression).
So I'm obviously new to this whole scene, but I'm relatively excited about it (thank you Gagan for leading me here, and Joe for helping me...pathetic, isn't it?). My goal is to post more often than masca, a lofty (note sarcasm) but honorable goal.
I think I'd also like to add a little Mortonson flavor to the blogspot. Every post, I will include a random bit of trivia that I hope you enjoy.
Today's trivia: "Thinking Things Over With Calvin Coolidge" was actually the column Coolidge wrote for a Boston paper after he retired.
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So I'm obviously new to this whole scene, but I'm relatively excited about it (thank you Gagan for leading me here, and Joe for helping me...pathetic, isn't it?). My goal is to post more often than masca, a lofty (note sarcasm) but honorable goal.
I think I'd also like to add a little Mortonson flavor to the blogspot. Every post, I will include a random bit of trivia that I hope you enjoy.
Today's trivia: "Thinking Things Over With Calvin Coolidge" was actually the column Coolidge wrote for a Boston paper after he retired.
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