Sunday, February 27, 2011

Fun With Words

Have you ever thought about words before? They're rather quite interesting things. Today I was thinking about the words we use and realized that quite often we use the same word over and over again, how boring is that? So I have decided to find new words, exciting words, words that are fun to say, albeit rather pointless sometimes, but who cares, they're cool words.

On my mission I did a simple Google search for "fun words" and came to a site called Fun With Words: Glossary of Fun Words. I highly suggest that you check it out, it's a perfectly good waste of your time, but it is well worth it. If you're feeling a bit wary of going to this site for fear of your whole world view being challenged, I will put a few examples below to whet your appetite.

Anile-like a doddering, foolish old woman. e.g. Your mom is anile. ( I suggest you don't use this one.)

Apolaustic-wholly devoted to the seeking of enjoyment. e.g. I am a very apolaustic person.
Defenestrate-to throw out of a window. e.g. I would like to defenestrate you.
Floccinaucinihilipilification-the categorizing of something as worthless. e.g. This computer is a floccinaucinihilipilification.
Meldrop-a drop of mucus at the end of the nose. e.g. Ew! What a disgusting meldrop!
Nidify-to build a nest. e.g. You need to nidify.

More fun word sites include but are not limited to:
Unusual Words
Bizzare, obsolete, odd, outdated, and weird words
Encyclopedia of Arda 
And my personal favorite site:
The Phrontistery 
I definitely suggest doing some searching on your own, the world is full of marvelous words, and maybe if you felt so inclined you could leave a comment about the site you found with the link to it, so that I could add it to this wonderful list of awesome word sites.

Friday, February 25, 2011

My Friends

Sitting here where my friends aren't, I realise just how important they are.
Sitting here stuck in the past, I yearn for the present, wandering about the goings on.
Where are my friends in this place, they're hundreds of miles away. But letters of life bring us nearer.
Writing about here, writing about there, gapping the span between us by our stories.
We relate our good times and the bad, we reminisce great acts of the past.
We give advice when we're sad and heavy, we tell each other everything.
Time apart creates an aching heart, the soul begins to miss the other.
Time apart creates closer hearts, the soul reaches for the other.
My friends are my all, without them I don't know where I would be.
My friends are my life and love, without them I wouldn't be.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Bananas Squared

Bsquared, B^2, Bananas, three different ways to say the same thing, Bananas Squared. This name represents a group of best friends who have been through thick and thin with each other. Only a small number of people from this group have decided to separate themselves from it.
Bananas Squared began last year during my sr. year of high school. One day I was telling my friends Kayla and Lindsay that if I could get a serious group of people together that I would like to start a YouTube show. They both thought that this was a wonderful idea and said that they would like to be a part of it, and explained that they were serious about it. So on that day our little group began. Lindsay, Kayla, and I, the originators of Bananas Squared, but it's not till a while later that we officially take that name.
The first order of business was of course getting a name, but while brainstorming these we also came up with plans for a cast and crew. We wanted a camera person, a tech person, and more actors. After a few days Kayla came up with a name. It was a simple play off of 'second banana' which Lindsay had originally wanted, but couldn't have since it was already taken, so Kayla came up with Bananas Squared. Kayla and I immediately accepted it and we were now ready to move forward with cast and crew.
A couple days later Kayla had printed out a sign-up sheet, so for a few weeks, every Friday during drama club, we would put the sheet on the stage and announce that anyone could sign up to be a part of B^2. By the end of the sign-up period, if I remember correctly, there were about 17 people who wanted to join. But this was more than we wanted so we decided to hold auditions, but that plan never came to fruition. So we decided that since we had already seen these people act before that we would cut those we knew couldn't act, cut those we knew weren't serious, and keep those who we knew could act and were serious.
After cast selection there became a total of 9 members including those of us who started B^2. Overtime members changed causing our group to shrink and then grow again. The highest amount of members we reached was twelve, which we had for the most amount of time. But if I were to only count those who regularly came to meetings it would be 11.
It was these 11 that made Bananas Squared what it was. Once a week, usually every Tuesday, we had B^2 meetings, discussing video ideas, planning when and where to shoot, and just having a plain good 'ole time. Over the course of the summer and part of the school year we all became best friends, willing to do anything for each other. In the end we never actually made any videos, but despite that we all had a blast hanging out with each other.
Now Bananas Squared is split up and not in a functioning state anymore, but a few of us still hold out hope for it. There are still remnants of it, such as this blog, which is named in honour of Bananas Squared. Those of us who started it still have the hope of it becoming something, we are not willing to give up on it yet.
Bananas Squared represents close friendships and a passion for acting. B^2 is who we are and what we do.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Two Ladies That I Wish I Could Hire

Before I go on with the story about the two ladies I would like to give an update relating to the previous post. In my post about the interview I had said that I called up One Source Talent, and that they told me I could not reschedule. Well shortly after that post I received an email from the OST Director saying that I could reschedule, which I plan on doing today.
Now on to the story of the two ladies. These were two black ladies that were waiting for the elevator to head out of the OST office along with myself. When we entered one of the ladies began telling her friend about a woman she saw with a massive nose. She went on and on about it, repeating several times that it was large and adding sound effects every now and then. I just stood there, slightly amused by how amazed this lady was by this other womans nose.
At one point though, the lady telling the story looks at me and says, "He has a nice nose, see? That's a nice nose. You have a nice nose." I didn't expect that, so I just replied with an, "Uh, well...thanks." Then the lady continued on about the nose she was telling the story about.
The elevator ride down was fairly slow but we did eventually make it to ground level. I let the two ladies exit first and I followed behind them. The lady that was having the story told to her held the door open for her friend and myself. As I left the building, the lady that complimented my nose stared at me as I exited the building, then in a tone of amazement told her friend that, "He has really nice eyes! Really nice eyes! You see those eyes? Wow, they're nice!" This pleased me very much and I walked away with a smug smile on my face.
Later that day I was thinking about those two ladies and the nice things they said to me. I thought, how nice would it be to hire those ladies and have them follow me around, spurting out random compliments and nice things about me. Anyone who heard them would wonder who this awesome guy was that they were constantly praising, and may decide to get to know me just because of the nice things those ladies said. Unfortunately though I did not run into them again, and besides, I probably wouldn't have enough money to pay them anyway.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

My Interview

Yesterday I went on my trip down to Manhattan, NY for my interview with One 
Source Talent. The actual trip down wasn't terribly eventful until we got closer 

to the city. I drove from NH down into New York until we were about 45 minutes 
from the city, after that my cousin Stephen drove the rest of the way. Getting 
into the city was easy, finding a place to park was easy, finding the building 
that I was supposed to have my interview, not so much.

Stephen and I spent maybe half an hour trying to find 115 West 45th Street. The 
main problem was that we were on East 45th, but we didn't actually realize that 
that was the problem until I pulled out the address from my pocket, that's when 
we found out it was West 45th. But even knowing that didn't help much, we still 
had to find where that was. So Stephen and I pondered which direction would lead 

us to West 45th, we wandered down one direction, then wandered down another 
until we decided to ask directions. Considering it was New York City, a fair 
amount of people are going to be tourists, so we waited until we saw someone who 

looked like they new what they were doing. It happened at an intersection, a 
middle aged man comes up and stand next to us, I look over at him and randomly 
ask where West 45th is. He kindly tells us that it is 5 blocks from where we 
currently are if we walk straight ahead, and so we walk off in that direction.

At the 5th block I begin looking for building 115, which I find right in the 
middle of the block. I still have about half an hour before I have to head in 
and there looked to be a nice restaurant right next door, so Stephen and I 
headed in. We each bought a slice of pizza and ate. That entire process took 
about 30 minutes, but they had to warm the pizza up. Once finished eating I told 

Stephen that I would be heading up and said he could chill for 45 minutes then 
come back to that restaurant to meet me, and if I wasn't there to just check 
back every 5-10 minutes.

I headed into building 115 and took the elevator to the 7th floor. The doors of 
the elevator opened, I went to the receptionist and gave her my name, she gave 
me a clipboard with a paper to fill out, then she pointed me to the room at the 
end of the hall. It was a large room with several chairs arranged in row's and a 

few people occupying them, each with a clipboard. I sat down and filled out the 
paper with my information, all the while more and more people came into the 
room. I finished the paper and took it back to the receptionist, she took it 
then pointed me back to the room I was in before. I sat there for about 15 
minutes before and Indian guy came in from a door on the opposite side of the 
room. He told us that he would be calling out names and that we should follow 
him to the hall he came from when we were called. So I was called and went into 
the hallway with a line of other people. Each person took a turn going into a 
room and getting their picture taken then went back into the large room that 
everyone was waiting in.

After this we all waited another 15 minutes before the Indian guy came back 
again. This time he remained in the room with us and began telling us what it 
took to be an actor or model. He explained to us the processes, explained it was 

hard work, explained how to go about putting ourselves out there. That lasted 15 

minutes also. After this we were called by two's into the hallway then 
separately lead to different rooms. I was lead to the last room on the left in 
which sat a guy sitting at a computer typing away. He introduced himself, I 
introduced myself, he asked me about why I was interested in acting and how I 
got started, I explained to that I loved it and that I had been told I was good 
at it, then he told me he wanted me to come back today, Sunday at 5:00. I 
considered this for a short moment then told him I would if I could secure 
travel arrangements, that including that expenses. At the time I did not have 
enough money to make a trip back the next day, and the fact that I'm typing this 

now means that I did not receive the money for today. What I would have done 
today would be getting professional pictures done and measurements, and since 
this company doesn't work on commission I would have also paid about 50 dollars 
per month before I signed to a company which does work off of commission. The 
price of getting the pictures done would have cost 495 dollars, which I most 
certainly do not have. 

So today I called up the NY City offices of One Source Talent and tried to 
figure out if I could possibly reschedule until I did have the money, their 
answer was no, they don't do rescheduling. As a result though, I am now twice as 

inspired to write and try to do my own videos now than I was before, and I may 
even try to do podcasts. So I may not be signed to a talent agency, but I am 
going to go nuts doing a bunch of other stuff.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Theme Song

If you look slightly lower, just below this introduction, you will notice a poem. If I remember correctly this was written in the summer after my jr. year of High School. I'm pretty sure that when I wrote this I was feeling pretty good about myself. Thus is my poem...

Theme Song

My theme song is an attention getter. It reverberates the exact likeness of my personality with every sound wave that beats from it. It's smooth and it's slick. It slips in-between the cracks "Oh, I'm too cool for this and any of that crap," kinda kid.

It has the pop of that Double Bubble bubble gum. It has the kind of spice that turns your face red and gives you an adrenaline rush and makes you want to do a little jig 'cause it's too much for you to take but is just so good that you can't have enough of it.
It's got that classical grace that makes you want to go frolicking through a field of dandelions, and that hip shakin, arm flarin' rock flow that bleeds life into any under-appreciated wallflower.

My theme song blares through a ten pound boom box that sits on my shoulders and goes wherever I'm strutting. It's loud and it's boisterous and I don't care if it bothers you 'cause it's just who I am.


Hoakay, so, zees iz zee deall. The day is of Saturday, the time is round abouts 12:45, the place is in the vicinity of Manhattan. I'm going on quest to find some answers. There has been talk of an uprising, young adults are joining together as one in efforts to create a new society. Now please, before you back up all your belongings to join in this endeavour, realise that this is not really happening, I am sorry to disappoint you. Wait, I take that back, now that I think about it I'm really not that sorry. 

Now on to more important matters. Something big will be happening in Manhattan. I'll give you a hint, it begins with a "meh" and ends with an "ee". That's right, I'm going to Manhattan on Saturday. So maybe I'm not really that big of a deal, but this is a big deal to me. I'm going in the hopes to become a model/actor (preferably actor, but I can settle with modelling).

Back when the world was young, more specifically this past January, I received a Facebook message from my parents in PA that I had received a call. I was given the name and the number of the person I was supposed to call and that was it. About 3 days later I call and an automated message answers telling me I have reached One Source Talent and then I'm given the business hours. Hearing that it was an acting company calling me I decided I would call back next chance I got, so I did, a few days later. This time around I reached a real person and found out I was scheduled for an interview/audition that weekend and I was like "Whaaaat!" but in my head. I said I wouldn't be able to make that date and would call back to schedule a better time. 

Well this weekend I have a better time, it's full of nothing to do, that is until I scheduled this meeting. I called shortly after lunch and had an appointment ready in 5 minutes. 

Now I'm foaming at the mouth with excitement and anticipation. This is something I've wanted since last year. And I don't care if that's a short amount of time to want something so big, I have a passion for it and some people have even told me I'm good at it, so I'm going for it. 

Thus, in conclusion, I will be praying my lips off right up to the point of my audition(slash)interview, and you had better be doing the same, please.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentines Day

Valentine's day, a day to be valentined. On this day many people around the world are valentined. This is the act of making known, either secretly or publicly, the amount of affection you have for another person.
There are varying levels of affection that a person can be valentined with. Perhaps the lowest level of affection experienced on Valentine's day would be the occupational valentine. This valentine basically expresses the employers appreciation of his employees.
The next level of affection would be towards casual friends. At some point during the day of valentining you exchange "Happy Valentine's Day" with each other and may discuss other valentines you have received.
On the third level you have the crush valentine. Crush valentines are usually done in secret and rarely amount to what the valentiner is hoping for, and the valentinee is usually left in speculation of the valentiner.
Finally we have the sincere valentine. This valentine openly expresses the affection they have for the other person, and in several cases it's just a reaffirmation of that affection. This type of valentine goes beyond the niceties of card, candy, and flower exchanging. This valentine is usually given and received with extravagance, although the forms of extravagance differ depending on taste.
Of course with each level there are special cases and sub-levels, but these are the four basic levels of Valentine's day.
Enjoy your day of valentining and being valentined.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

I've Got A Dream For You

I've got a dream for you. Wherever you are, light shining down, you're where you're supposed to be.
I've got a dream for you. Happiness is your guilty pleasure, you're known for fun, dancing through life as opportunity opens its doors to you.
I've got a dream for you. When hope seems out of reach, throw out the line, reel it in, because hope abounds in a secret place.
I've got a dream for you. You have a reaching heart, never stopping, never waiting, you get to where you need to be.
I've got a dream for you. The curtain is your cue, the overture is your foreshadow, your life is in color.
I've got a dream for you. Everyone sees you in silver, millions follow you, your voice is known to the world.
This is my dream for you.

Craziness 2

The craziness is in full tilt today. Everyone is full of energy and being ridiculous. The games being played are many and of the unique kind. The most humorous one being "Name That Ball!" It's pretty much a trick game. A poor unsuspecting soul comes in and stands behind a table with 5 boxes on it. Four of the boxes contain balls, one of them contains a persons head. The victim believes the point of the game is to lift the box and name the ball as quickly as possible. At some point they reach the last box which contains the head, they lift the box, then depending on the person, display various examples of how to be utterly scared out of your wits. That one was quite amusing.
I myself haven't participated in many of the games. I was asked to take pictures and have been doing so up till we played "Name That Ball." I am ok with this. I enjoy taking pictures of unsuspecting people, it makes for many a great captured facial expression.
Well now I must be off to dinner. They tend to be quite exceptionally good during youth weekends.

Friday, February 11, 2011


The youth weekend begins at 2 o'clock up here in NH today. It's going to be a crazy weekend for those involved in activities, meetings, and meal makings. Lucky for me I don't have to do any of that. All I have to do is lay out a few snacks after dinner then clean that up when it's all finished, and that's just for today. After that I'm free from all youth weekend responsibility.
During this weekend I plan on relaxing and watching the chaos that is bound to ensue. I'm probably also going to participate in a fair amount of the activities. Since I'm not responsible for any of that stuff I can actually be a part of some of it.
I also hope to record a song this weekend. Last youth weekend I recorded Daisy B. which turned out pretty good. Unfortunately the kid who sang and came up with the music last time may not be coming this weekend. Well, here's hoping for a good weekend and many more happy recordings.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

what is your favorite color

That would have to be blue. Best color ever.

Ask me anything

The car society

We've all seen it, there's a motorcycle rider in front of us and another passes going the opposite direction and they wave at each other. It seems all bikers are part of some special biker society and all the other people driving cars are missing out. 

Well I think I have a solution for this. I believe that the drivers of cars aught to do something whenever they pass someone else driving a car. It will be something that tells the world that we are car drivers and proud of that fact. My personal suggestion for what we aught to do is a panic face. For those of you who don't know what that is, it involves opening the eyes and mouth very wide and tensing the neck as if in extreme fear. Unlike the wave that bikers do, this is very noticeable and everyone can do it. 

I understand however that some of you may be opposed to this. Whatever the reasons, you are welcome to your opinions and I respect them. If you have any better suggestions I will consider them, and if I deem one worthy, may endorse it as the call sign for car drivers. 

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Our Crime Against Wood

Today we had our weekly wood drive. It's day that consists entirely of wood moving, on this particular day it was from snow covered ground to outdoor woodsheds.
While I was doing this an idea popped into my head, what if wood had feelings? If wood had feelings I'm quite certain that it would not appreciate what we were doing to it. Further more, being cut, dropped, thrown, burned, and in the case of the wood I'm throwing, freezing cold, all sounds very painful.
So basically, if you think about it, there has been a holocaust of wood since the beginning of time. Tree's all around have lost their friends and family due to our continuous want of a piece of woods abilities. If wood and trees were intelligent and were organised as a society I'm sure we would all be in a heap of trouble.
So, if wood really did have feelings I would not condone the treatment that we all give them. It would be torturous and murderous and I have no intent on being either a murderer nor a torturer. It is a heinous crime we have committed if wood have feelings. But thankfully wood doesn't, so you can all carry on with your normal lives now.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011


Today is going to be filled. The girls are coming up to clean the mens dorm before the youth weekend. This is a weekend in which a bunch of youth come up and make things stressful, but it's fun none the less. Last youth weekend is when I recorded Daisy B.
I must say though, I feel kinda hurt that the staff feel the need to have the girls clean our dorm.
Please excuse me while I go off on a completely different subject, but I thought I should say that my coffee make over flowed and made a huge mess on the desk and floor. Ugh.
Anyway, I believe us guys are completely capable of making our dorm clean, at least I know I am. But instead we'll be shovelling, which I figure is more important than cleaning.
Other excitement includes soccer and volleyball this evening for sports, and after that we're all going out bowling. And since my fractured finger is much better I should actually be able to do well. Here's hoping anyway.

Monday, February 7, 2011

New Name

Ok, so I've posted 3 things today in short succession of each other, but I have my reasons. My first post today "My response to the game" in which I scream, well...I just wanted people to hear me scream.

My second post "A fountain runneth from my nose" is one that I feel very strongly about. I truly hate cold and wanted everyone to know this.

And finally this one. I was looking at my blog name and thought, "well that's boring." So I changed it to something that has meaning to me. Ah yes, good times. But I will say no more, I've already written enough today and need to save some writing for other times.

A fountain runneth from my nose

Cold, cold, go away, never return again OR YOU'LL PAY!

I hate colds, they-are-dumb. A cold is the least intelligent of all sicknesses. Other sicknesses confine you to your bed, but not a cold, they just annoy you, and they last for-freakin-ever.

What I find the most annoying about them are the runny noses. What's worse is that the runniness decides to confine itself to one nostril at a time. So, as a result, over the course of an hour your right nostril is running like a waterfall and you've snuffed your left nostril dry. Then it switches to the other nostril and you start the process over again.

Then there are the times when you're in public. Blowing your nose every now and then is ok, but you don't want to do it constantly. So you end up sitting there uncomfortably with your nose about to burst, breathing in through your nose and out through your mouth to avoid snot running out.

So I suggest all scientists and doctors stop what they're doing and find a cure right now! Please and thank you. :)

My response to the game

This link reveals how I felt about the result of the Superbowl game. I didn't actually do this out loud, but I did it in my head.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

My prediction

The game is on, and here is what I predict. The score will be 37-17 Packers. Ya buddy! Packers take the lead in the first quarter, Steelers catch up second quarter, third quarter Steelers hit 17, and finally fourth quarter Packers take the cake at 37. Let's see how this goes. What do you guys think is going to happen?

If you could go on a road trip with any person, dead or alive, who would it be and where would you go?

With God, to heaven.

Ask me anything


Superbowl, suuuuper bowl, SUPERbowl. It's Superbowl day!

So during most of the football season I usually cheer "Go Football!" But when the Superbowl comes around I have to pick a side, just for good measure. I think I'm going to cheer for the Packers, despite the fact that the Steelers are my states team. I just think the Packers are due for a Superbowl win, the Steelers are over hyped by people and have plenty of Superbowl wins. Besides, I think cheesehead's are really funny. Who wouldn't want to cheer for the cheesehead team. (I love you Jared for being a cheesehead).

Unfortunately I'm not going to see any commercials, which is the main reason people watch the Superbowl in the first place. Where I'm going they are all going to be blocked, but oh well, I can look them up some other time.

Go Packers!

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Daisy B.

This is a song that I wrote back during my jr. year of high school. My friend is singing this and improving the guitar music. It was recorded with my iPod and people were sort of doing their own thing during the process, so it's not really terribly professional. I'd say it's not bad for on the spot singing and guitar playing. Click on the link below and let me know what you guys think.

Daisy B.

Here are the original lyrics. (I'm a bit iffy about the last part)

Daisy B. can't you see
I'm in love with you
When I'm down and blue                      Chorus
I know it's cool
Cause I'm in love with you

Your big smile, shining from ear to ear
It makes me want to shed a tear
Just one, one of pure joy
You make me feel like a little plastic toy

Daisy B.
Your beauty melts my heart and
I fall into parts
When I'm driving my car
I can never go far without thinking of you

Your radiant hair, so pretty and fair
In waves cascading down
It covers you like an elegant gown

When I see you skipping down the hall
Bouncing a bouncy ball
I think to myself
I'm glad she hasn't kept her fun up on a shelf

Friday, February 4, 2011

What's really happening in Egypt

This is an e-mail written by a man in Egypt whose name will be omitted for his protection. This e-mail explains the truth of what is going on in Egypt. 
Forwarded e-mail report from Egypt:

Dear friends,

I am writing this to you as a witness to what is going on from the streets of Cairo over the last few days.  We have been following the developments since January 25th, which started with a large group of Egyptian youth taking to Tahrir square in an anti-government protest with specific demands.  I know some of these people who were in that group and I talked with them.  What is happening now has nothing to do with this original protest!  What is happening right now is a conspiracy to topple Mubarak from outside the country!!  I am not a conspiracy theorist, but let me tell you what I have personnally witnessed on the streets of Cairo.

I want to share first what the LORD told me on Friday morning.

I went to the LORD in prayer on Thursday evening, praying like many others for protection and for the restoration of peace and security in my land.  I told the LORD: "Father, answer my prayers with rain", which He has several times before.  I went to sleep.  I woke up on Friday morning and went directly to prayer.  Immediately, I sensed a strong urgency from the LORD saying: "As the people of Egypt presented their requests to Mubarak, I am calling on My people to rise up before me and present their requests to me for their nation".  I went on to hear the LORD: "Let the Holy Council assemble".  I didn't understand who this Coucil was, but I knew in my heart that the LORD meant that there are people in my land that are called by the LORD to stand before him as His Holy Council with authority to make declaration over the land, to establish the Kingdom in the land.  My demands to the LORD were not political by nature.  I prayed for "good news to the poor, freedom for the oppressed, healing for the brokenhearted, and the acceptable year of the LORD" as the Holy Spirit gave guidance. The LORD spoke to me the words "JUSTICE" and "TRUTH". As I went to talk with Rania afterwards, she told me that she had been awake all through the night, and that IT RAINED around 12:45 am.  It was very strong, but not for a very long time (a few minutes).  I knew then that it was the LORD. The LORD spoke Psalm 97:1-2:

The LORD reigns, let the earth be glad; 
   let the distant shores rejoice. 
Clouds and thick darkness surround him; 
   righteousness and justice are the foundation of his throne.

Indeed, there had been unusual clouds and very thick fog in December over Cairo, unprecedented in frequency and intensity.  Again, the words TRUTH (or righteousness in the English translation) and JUSTICE resounded.

As we followed the unfolding of events including the announced change in government and president Mubarak's speech, we wondered why the international news media is focusing only on the thousands in Tahrir square who are escalating their demands and refusing dialogue.  The news media is reporting this as "the people of Egypt" wanting Mubarak to leave immediately.  Did they ask the "people of Egypt?".  For one, they did not ask me!  Where are those, like myself, that want change and reform, but accept the changes that Mubarak is proposing, and want a peaceful transition through elections in September?

We decided to take to the streets to voice our opinion.  On Tuesday February 1st we went to Mustafa Mahmoud square in Mohandessin.  There were about one thousand people there around 3:30 pm. (yes, we broke the curfew).  the crowd grew to about 2500 by 5:00 pm.  People were calling their friends over the phone telling them to come.  We left at about6:30 pm and returned yesterday, Wednesday, starting at 11:00 am.  The small group had swelled to TENS OF THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE standing together with banners saying things like:

- yes to stability, yes to Mubarak

- give change a chance

- we are sorry Mr. president

- we accept dialogue, we trust you

- no to ElBaradei, no to the muslim brotherhood (many like this one)

- we are the Egyptians, where is Al-Jazeera, let them come and see

- no to corruption, no to vandalism

- we got what we asked the president for, so why are people still in Tahrir?  Who are they? What do they want?

etc., etc., etc.

By 2:00 pm, the crowd had grown to SEVERAL HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE, maybe up to a million, stretching from Sphinx square to Sudan street.  We had a great sense of unity and victory.  We met with people who were in the original protest in Tahrir square who decided to join us saying: we got what we asked for, and now we accept Mubarak's changes and proposals".

We left around 4:15 pm.  The numbers had grown even more, POSSIBLY OVER A MILLION. As we drove home we saw the same slogans on banners all over the city, on cars, on walls, on shop windows. We learned that similar demonstrations are taking place ALL OVER THE COUNTRY, IN MAY DIFFERENT CITIES. THIS IS THE CRY OF THE PEOPLE OF EGYPT THAT IS BEING TOTALLY IGNORED BY THE INTERNATIONAL NEWS MEDIA. Is this on purpose??!!! I am perplexed!!!  I am wondering: How come CNN, the BBC, and others are reporting ONLY the anti-government protests as the voice of the people? This is not JUSTICE, this is not TRUTH. There have been reports that these people are being paid by the government.  NOT TRUE! I was there with many many others.  I SAW THE STREETS.

Now to the situation in Tahrir square. Only a few people (hundreds?) are still there from the original protesters. They have been slowly replaced by other HIGHLY ORGANIZED GROUPS.  They all have the same model of cell phones.  They all have the same blankets (eye witnesses). THESE ARE NOT THE PEOPLE OF EGYPT.  Some witnesses claim that they don't look Egyptians, and don't sound Egyptians (different accent, different dialect).  THIS IS A BIG ORGANIZED COUP TO TRY TO CONVINCE THE WORLD THROUGH THE MEDIA THAT EGYPT WANTS MUBARAK TO GO, AND THE MEDIA IS PART OF THE DECEPTION.  People in Tahrir square are escalating the situation on prupose to topple President Mubarak FOR THEIR OWN HIDDEN AGENDAS.  This is TYPICAL OF THE MUSLIM BROTHERS, AND EVERYBODY IN THE STREETS OF CAIRO KNOWS THIS.  We heard people on the streets saying that the plot to take over the country is now clear.  THE INTERNATIONAL MEDIA DON'T WANT YOU TO KNOW THIS.  The escalation of violence in Tahrir square is because of this.  Egyptians who love Egypt, the millions that took to the streets yesterday, want this to end. They fully understand that president Mubarak is between a rock and a hard place, that he cannot quench the unrest in Tahrir through the army, so the people want to go to Tahrir to disperse the crowds there by themselves.  People in Tahrir are vastly outnumbered.  If Egyptians go the Tahrir square to take control of the situation, more chaos will erupt, giving a chance to the international media to blame the President even more.

If Egypt falls, then neighbouring countries are going to fall one after the other. WE NEED PRAYER, WE ASK FOR TRUTH, WE ASK FOR JUSTICE, and above all LORD, in wrath, REMEMBER MERCY.  Stand with us. The Lord calls Egypt "My people". He is calling on His HOLY COUNCIL in the land of Egypt to stand before Him, to make declarations in the heavenlies to establish a new 'constitution' in the land based on the principles of the Word of God, to establish a 'new foundation' for His kingdom to come.  Pray for the schemes of the enemy to be annulled and voided.  Pray for deception to be exposed. We humble ourselves and pray.  We seek the Face of the LORD.  We turn from our wicked ways. LISTEN TO US LORD, FORGIVE US, HEAL OUR LAND.  In the Name of Jesus.

In Him, standing for God's purposes in Egypt,


Please share this with everyone you know and don't let the world be deceived by what the media is saying. Link to this, share it on Facebook or twitter, copy and paste it to wherever you want to share it. Please help this letter spread and let the truth be heard. 


Thursday, February 3, 2011

Who's the funniest person you know?

Me of course

Ask me anything

Haha, Borders

Here at Borders at the moment. Their classic mocha is delicious. And I just saw a lady wearing corduroy overalls, weird. People here make me giggle, but more on that some other time. I take that back, one more thing, an Irish hiker just came in to get coffee, lol.

Now on to other stuff. Today was pretty much uneventful. Wifi did come back a while after noon. I have an evening class today since we're running behind, but that's no problem, I have nothing better to do...Back to Borders people real quick, a lady dressed like a lumberjack is buying a coffee.

Other than that stuff, nothing too exciting, and that isn't really that exciting in the first place.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?

Not getting a job

Ask me anything

What would your dream job look like?


Ask me anything

What a Day!

My, today was ridiculous. We have gotten a mad load of snow up here, and more is still to come. My day started when I had to shovel out the entrance of one of the staffs garage spots. I had to get up at 6 to do this. After that I went right back to bed, then I woke up an hour later, ugh. I did my usual morning ritual and when I tried checking my e-mail on my ipod I found that the wifi decided to be dumb. The wifi is working and everything, it just decided that all of sudden the password that is supposed to work wouldn't work. So, that is why I am writing this now. I have to use the old, slow computer downstairs in the press room. But this is just a minor glitch, I hope, and will be fixed soon...again, I hope.

The snow forecast for today was 18 to 24 inches; that's a lot of snow. So the majority of the day I spent trudging through and shoveling snow. As a result my muscles are sore and my back hurts. I guess the most exciting part of my day was using a super old back hoe. This thing is touchy. When going from a turn to going straight you have to keep your hands out of the way, lest they get ripped off by the quickly spinning steering wheel. A lot of the levers are also quite wobbly and putting it in neutral is enough to stop it.

I would have to say the best part of today was eating some delicious chicken legs for dinner today. But then again, I did have a nice hot shower this morning too, so that's a pretty close contestant to the chicken. I was going to put up a post with someone singing a song I had written, but I have to wait for the use of wifi to be able to do that since the recording is on my ipod. Oh well, it'll find its way on here eventually.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011


So I'm thinking of doing "podcast" type deal on my blog. Actually, let's call it a blogcast. I'm thinking of having themes for each month and putting up a blogcast, at the very least, once a week. It definitely won't be everyday though.

What I need are some theme and topic ideas. I have some ideas, but I want this to have a lot of listener interaction, so you guys are gonna have to tell me what you want. The more input from listeners, the better this will be.

A good bad day

Yesterday I put up a post called Good Times and that caused all sorts of trouble for me. I had decided I wanted to post pictures that reminded me of good times, and since I use my iPod for posting and have pics on my iPod, I used those ones. So I copied and pasted those pics, then added descriptions to those photos, and finally I hit send like I usually do.

Thus begins the problems. When I went to check my post I found that my post had decided to restructure itself and get rid of the descriptions of the photos. To fix this I used a computer. Since my photos were then in my email, I uploaded them to the computer. Then I created a duplicate post adding the pics from the computer and deleted my original post. After this I checked the post on the computer, then checked it on my iPod and found all was as I wanted it.

Most of the rest of the day consisted of me getting cold and being reminded of the funeral the day before. Near the end of the day a friend texted me saying she couldn't see the photos. This post was causing problems to no end for me, but I couldn't do anything till 9pm in about an hour because it was "study" time and I couldn't leave my room.

So during this time she and I chatted. We ended up talking about the funeral I went to the day before. This was both saddening but comforting/pleasing. It was nice to talk to someone about those things and reconnect a little bit.

When 9 finally came by I used my cousins computer and went through the same process of putting the photos from my email to the computer. This time I made separate folders for each photo, and instead of making a new post I just edited my current post. I deleted the photos on that post and replaced them with the ones I uploaded to my cousins computer. Finally I reposted my post and all was good.