Shakespeare

But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east and Juliet is the sun!
Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.
It is my lady! O, it is my love
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks, yet says nothing. What of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold; 'tis not to me she speaks.
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
~ Romeo

Amazing Life

It is interesting... to read stuff where you know the person is just pouring their brains and heart out and not caring what the rest of the world thinks. Like blogs for example. The art of expressing yourself isn't the easiest task in the world. I think that's why music and poetry are so important to me. A vent where it's o.k. to be different. Or maybe just where you don't have to be someone exotic but just simply yourself.
You know it's interesting going and reading friends blogs and getting to know people on facebook that I've really only said hello to once or twice. It kind of gives you a broader perspective on life, like that maybe your not the only one who is alive and breathing. Like there were a lot more people who cooked themselves eggs for breakfast today and thought it was manna from heaven. Or watched the sunrise and decided that they were going to paint their kitchen yellow when they have a house. Just little things like that.
It has really surprised me sometimes. You think you know someone but you really have no idea what they're like. You'd never guess that they have so much more thought and feeling. You're not close enough to break that outer shell and see who the real Jon Doe is.
And whenever I think about things it all comes to the conclusion that God's creation is just amazing. Every single atom and molecule! And aren't we dang lucky to have his grace cause he definitely didn't need to give it to us. It's really astonishing....

Over the Creek and Through the Snow

It was 8 o'clock when we started. Only 6 degrees Fahrenheit outside. The moon was already up and just a few wisps of clouds here and there. Nonetheless we were going to go cross-country skiing! It was totally grand... until our legs got tired. =) The moon shown on the snow to make it look like God had sprinkled a million diamonds all over the ground. I wished I had, had my camera to take pictures with. All along our journey down Kay Road there were trees covered in snow... you know, the ideal wintry look... just lovely. But it felt like it was broad daylight with the moon one day after it's fullest. There were five of us, Em, Isaac, Chan, Paddy and myself. Little Paddy looked so cute all bundled up with is little mini skis and polls. The poor guy, he crashed so many times! We had a little train formation so to speak. Em plowed the way for the rest of us with Chan right behind her. Isaac was all over, sometimes making his own trail, or in the back of the train or somewhere in the middle. But usually he went right before Paddy and I followed up in the back. As Paddy would tell me, "Hurry up caboose!!!" He definitely wasn't having much trouble keeping up with us bigger kids. And when we would ask him, "Are you tired Musky?" he would immediately answer "No!" as if to not let it show how much work this expedition really was. In our journey we went up the driveway, cut across the front corn field (along G), went all the way down Kay Road, and then cut through another corn field, after which we across a couple fences and the creek, and then went through the horse pasture (of course the horses ignored us as they munched random stuff in the moonlight) and then through the cow pasture... till we made it back, sore but it one piece to our glowing little house, which reminded me of a little ginger bread house. When we got inside it was almost ten... not bad timing for an over-a-mile trek. Thank goodness Dad and Mom had some hot water on the stove for hot chocolate to warm our gizzards. =) Which I am currently drinking as I right this.
And thus ends my tale of our recordings of our late night, cross-country skiing trip on Christmas Eve! =D
Merry Christmas you guys!

Way to go Bill

"They're standing on the corner and they can't speak English. I can't even talk the way these people talk:
Why you ain't,
Where you is,
What he drive,
Where he stay,
Where he work,
Who you be...
And I blamed the kid until I heard the mother talk.
And then I heard the father talk.
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Everybody knows it's important to speak English except these knuckleheads.
You can't be a doctor with that kind of crap coming out of your mouth.
In fact you will never get any kind of job making a decent living. People marched and were hit in the face with rocks to get an education, and now we've got these knuckleheads walking around.
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The lower economic people are not holding up their end in this deal.
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These people are not parenting. They are buying things for kids. $500 sneakers for what!??
And they won't spend $200 for Hooked on Phonics.
I am talking about these people who cry when their son is standing there in an orange suit. Where were you when he was 2 ? ?
Where were you when he was 12 ? ?
Where were y ou when he was 18 and how come you didn't know that he had a pistol ? ?
And where is the father ? ?
Or who is his father?
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People putting their clothes on backward: Isn't that a sign of something gone wrong?
People with their hats on backward, pants down around the crack, isn't that a sign of something?
Or are you waiting for Jesus to pull his pants up?
Isn't it a sign of something when she has her dress all the way up and got all type of needles [piercing] going through her body?
What part of Africa did this come from??
We are not Africans.
Those people are not Africans; they don't know a thing about Africa.
With names like Shaniqua, Taliqua and Mohammed and all of that crap, and all of them are in jail. Brown or black versus the Board of Education is no longer the white person's problem.
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We have got to take the neighborhood back.
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People used to be ashamed. Today a woman has eight children with eight different 'husbands' -- or men or whatever you call them now.
We have millionaire football players who cannot read.
We have million-dollar basketball players who can't write two paragraphs.
We, as black folks have to do a better job.
Someone working at Wal-Mart with seven kids, you are hurting us.
We have to start holding each other to a higher standard.
We cannot blame the white people any longer."

Dr. William Henry "Bill" Cosby, Jr., Ed.D.

Antarctica

The only people who would ever live in Antarctica are scientists and idiots.... and krill.
1,234,567,890 to be exact.

Snow, Snow, Snow!!!!

Yay.... it's so beautiful!!! I like winter time, or actually Christmas time I should say. After Christmas is over and all the red and green decor is gone it's so dull... But in the mean time I feel like singing Feliz Navidad! =D That is my favorite "secular" Christmas song. You know I am getting the urge to go skiing at midnight with a full moon. Doesn't that sound enticing? And then you get inside and drink a steamy rich cup of hot chocolate with a bit of peppermint schnapps! Yum!!!
Oh and it's awesome to give my sista's gifts and stuff! But the hard part is picking them out... or even worse trying to get someone to take you to Eau Claire in the first place so you can get 'em gifts. =S Luckily for me (since I keep forgetting) it is only the 2 of December and I still have plenty of shopping time left!
Farewell for now my beautiful ladies and Feliz Navidad!!! =D