Some (Randomness) Included

Lance and Junior are at peace with the world.
Raphel eating dinner with us.

So on Sunday we went and played softball. It was Raphael's first time playing, but he definitely got the hang of it. I'll put up some more pics in a bit, but I wanted to just use this post to introduce Raphael (as a picture) and show you guys how nicely cut and green our softball field can get. It was the perfect opportunity to take a complete poser pic. (right above). Enjoy!

I Like the Sound of My Own Voice

Blogs.


Blogs have become so many things. They have become ways for people to post photos, random subjects, daily activities, etc. etc. But I think America has taken a new stance on Blogs.

The fun and excitement in blogs has died down, almost to a tragic end. Nowadays, Americans of all over believe a blog to be JUST about your life, when this is completely wrong. You see, a blog was first used as a form of journal, but more so that everyone can see it (i.e. a public journal). Now, American Liberals are grasping the blogs to be defined as a "You must post on what you did last Tuesday" kind of blog. People, thanks to all those liberals of the U.S., competely imagine a blog as a way to tell people what major thing you did, and if someone doesn't do that in a while...he'll be ragged on like Savage would rag on the straight-forward Conservatives or, the true Republicans. So my question is this...

Can't a person be able to own a blog...without ever having to worry about putting up a picture or making a post about "I went hunting with a friend again" without needing to say how many animals you've killed? Can't a blog ever be just a "I want to have fun" blog?

The answer I'm about to say may hurt some people to the very core of their hearts; the answer, sadly, my friends...sadly...is no. No. Plain as that.

There are few exceptions though. For instance, in America, some friends figured the idea to make a blog based on news and entertainment (movies, books, music, etc.) reviews. Now, a blog for this purpose is obviously bound to some criticism if nothing happens every once in a while. But luckily, the Liberals of America haven't targeted the line "You better make a review on the next movie you watch"...only luckily, though. Who knows when they'll brainwash easy going citizens to say that? But sometimes people can be just a teensy impatient with others. Which brings us to a new reality.

Reality, you ask? Some people may tend to forget what the word "reality" is. Some people happen to think that the only way to communication is through a blog, so when some of these people's friends go hiking for one week and don't make any posts or pictures up, things can get pretty bad for that friend's blog. He may come back to find spam written all over his last post; they start off slow and nice, but quickly get into angry tones: "So, when you gonna post those pics *the next words are my own* (that you never SAID you were gonna post them)?" Same thing, yada yada and boom. "Cmon, make the post. I want to see those pictures!" and then things get insane "Post the DA%$ pictures or I'll blow you away with my shotgun!!!"
Yes, my friends, it is shocking; imagine how it must have felt for the man to come back from his hike, seeing comments like those. It's not a great feeling...not at all.

All in all, my friends, lets give bloggers a break, if they don't make a post...MAYBE THEY DONT FEEL LIKE IT! If they're busy all week...DONT RAG ON THEM!!! If you haven't made a post in one month but a constantly-posting blogger forgets to make a daily post...DONT SAY A DANG WORD ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!! GAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Ok, Damien...that's right.....deep breaths, in..................ouuuuuuuuuuut................very nice* Oh! Uhhh.... so anyways, theres my post for the "Whenever I feel like it, not when you feel like it."

Damien

PS. I would like you all to know that we have a visitor from Switzerland named Raphael for a couple of months. I hope you all will be able to meet him soon!

This is a continuation of their stories

We had a Accuracy Contest where those who participated were to shoot three cans with the gun of their choice. These are their stories *bom-bum!* (Law and Order)

We had some drama that night...obviously Royce though.
Let's see. We sang (Reed left though, so not Reed) all songs from Disney's Pocahontas (spelling) to Weezer's Beverly Hills. Royce, Lance and I sang our own songs at times (the Pilley's didnt know them, nor did JP, or maybe he just didnt know the lyrics).
JC Reilley. He's a strong guy...He survived two days without Starbucks. Or wait, was it one?
Hahaha oh yeah. Night time was fun.

Taking care of Punishment? Yeah, you can say that.
Did I mention Superman flew above us when we were shooting?
David....what more can I say?
What caught a pretty good sized fish. I got the grasshoppers, David did the rest (which was dropping the line (because it cant be thrown because those poles are ancient and dont work anymore) and hoping a fish came.

An Ode to Sisters

I now see the importance of a sister. Or at least a really girly guy.

You see, Desi* was gone for five days and boy...it was quiet. When she came back things have been more relieving and such. So I figured to myself that I have now figured out the true purpose of sisters.

Sisters arent in any way meant to be just annoying, which is obviously one of their natures. But they're also meant to be talkative. And this is a true gift from God, mind you. You see, with Desi* gone, things just felt empty. EMPTY! Desi* comes back and you hear the same things over and over, and somehow....its a good thing. It's hard to explain, but I think being annoying and talkative at the same time can be a relief to people who despise utter silence, it must be the purpose of the sister!

Sisters have another purpose though. Sisters are the ones with the weird styles, class, etc. As in they like the weirdest things! One example of a song that I'm sure everyone can relate to...SOS. Because I have a sister, I would hear that song at LEAST two times a day. Once it was five altogether in one day...Trust me, it was terrible. Another example is "Hips dont Lie"....Blegh. That's all there is to it. But this gets me to thinking again. Yet another purpose of the sister is to demonstrate to everyone else that life is hard and cruel in mysterious ways! And that people you're going to meet in the future will be like your sister. So there is another good thing about sisters. You get used to that weird, annoying, talkative being so much that when you meet someone exactly the same in college or something like that, it'll be like they're your best friend, even though they're uber annoying and talkative! For those without sisters, they'll just be sitting there, staring and thinking, "Ok......this girl likes to sing Kelly Clarkson in the public.......during a movie!" What goes along with the purpose of a sister also is that you learn to be gentleman-like...no matter how much your sister hates it, overuses it "I'm the girl so that's why!" etc. You just learn. Thanks to Des*, if some girl untunes my guitar for no stinking reason at all...I wont blow up! Just get really annoyed.

One last thing I'm glad I've learned because of Des* is that girls CAN ACTUALLY BE NICE! So now in the future if some girl laughs at a joke or doesnt completely put me down I wont be startled and amazed at a girl actually being nice. I'll be somewhat jolted, because it's very rare, but I wont be jaw-dropped or anything.

So there you have it. This is my load of scat concerning sisters. Hope you enjoy this completely random (but not as boring as Lance's post) topic!

Damien

* Note: Desi is just an example for a name of the average sister. Desi is in fact the sweetest sister I've ever met and had. Desi is not an average sister either, she is in fact her own...nothing like all you other annoying, talkative, sometimesreallynicebutatcompletelyrandomtimes, sisters out there. She's the best.

Take Me Away, to the Green Fields of May...

Due to some nasty comments from some, wait, one, person, I shall write about a bit more sort of going with fashion, but more on manners.

Why is it so common nowadays in America that people be rude? Is it because of fashion? Maybe. Or is it because people are generally, thanks to those liberals, more outgoing than they need be?

Whenever somebody walks into a house, you can often see them look around. And, of course, you'll see them stare for about five seconds at this one spot on the wall where you decided to draw your mom with a red crayon about ten years back. And the next thing they do is "Oh, your house is...........*periods cut off due to blogger restraint* lovely?" with a question mark!! I mean, WHY??!?!! What kind of comment is that? "Your house is lovely?" What, you cant find the right wording?! Did you mean "shabby" or "a dump"?! Sheesh.

And then its when ordering something, namely at Starbucks (because everyone goes there because fashion says you must go there to be cool), you MUST say. "Yeah, I'll have a caramel frappachino." the cashier in return asks, "What size would you like that?" and they say "Grande". The order is called, the person picks his drink and walks away. The end. Now, you guys probably dont know it, being rude, but there were a few mistakes there in my awesome story. First, the P word was missing. For most of you that dont know, the P word is PLEASE. And then its the TY wording. (Ok, I already said this, so I'm just going to copy myself) (Wait, its not letting me, so its done manually.) "For most of you that dont know, the" TY wording is THANK YOU. Sadly, in America, these words have gone away from so many simple minded people like yourselves.

And then we go to the blogging world. IF you choose to get a blogger account, you're going to have to be prepared to USE it! Now, with great blogging skills, comes great responsibility. If you've got an account, you're going to have to comment EVERYwhere to be nice! If you comment on someone's blog and completely ignore somebody else's, thats being rude! AND if you do comment one someone's blog often, but try to make little " *hint...hint*" s about updating a blog, do you know what thats like saying? Thats like saying "You're a boring person who does more than my blog, but I'm still going to complain." Yep...sadly its the truth. You see, a blog is like an online home, someone makes fun of it, its going to hurt someone else's feelings.

So what we must do in life, my good, rude, friends, is act as if the person you know is going to be shipped off to a different planet. I know; with all of you guys being rude and all that, you're thinking "We're supposed to party everyday?", but thats not what I mean. I mean you're supposed to make the person feel happy so when that unfortunate day comes when he's shipped off to another planet, he'll think, "Hey, at least I've got some good friends on Earth who are polite to me".

So alas, this brings my post to an end. I hope you all learned a great lesson, being as rude as you all are. If not, go suck on a lemon and tell me it tastes good.

Damien

Got Blog?

So anyways, I was getting to thinking. "You know what Damien?" "What?" "You haven't made a post in a while on your blog..." "that's so true, Damien. How bout I make one?" and so here I am making a post.

The world is changing, its now a fad to where your collar up like you're Count Dracula...Next thing you know we'll all be required to where fangs to be "cool". There is also the sunglasses thing...Why is it a fashion for people to where sunglasses that are only meant for your dad or someone because they're so big? I mean, is it the bigger the more range you have on being protected by the sun? Or is it carrying an extra pound (little exaggeration) on the top of your nose just one of those other "cool" things.
But! There is one thing that has been around that I must give props to...Flip flops. If a man doesn't like putting on shoes or socks every single day and needs to go somewhere where its all hot and sweaty, he doesn't need to worry about shoes anymore...because there are now flip flops! Though flip flops arent even that nice!!! Wouldnt it be cooler if the fashion was to where nothing at all on your feet? I would love that! Partially because I'm a laid back hippie though...But with feet, you can do a lot. Such as this: You're visiting a friends house and step on your lawn with your feet, you instantly know its never been mowed in its life or that it lacks water. Or...Say aliens attacked us and you're on the ground and something is too far away from your hands to reach that could save your life...You just use your toes! Its so easy, too!
Another thing I want is one of those chain necklaces. Or maybe they're called collars...Anyways they subject you like a dog and you're supposed to be cool in return...Pretty interesting.

Another fad is language now. If you're not quoting Napoleon Dynamite, then you're just a psychopathic LOSER! Also, I guess speaking with a slur is now cool...Or was that acting like you're bored? I wouldn't know, I'm too easily entertained. But the whole language thing is getting all weird. And for guys its a different thing...Its cool to use the Lords Name in vain and cuss like no other. Then its EVEN COOLER (I know, what can be cooler than blaspheming and cussing???) if you say simple sentences like you're a Neanderthal (no offense to those Neanderthals.): You simply reply to someone's LONG discussion to you with a simple..."Yeah". Maybe its because he cant here anything that other person says because its a fashion to listen to your mp3 player whenever...wherever. So I am done now. I think I'm going to go to Starbucks now, thats a fad I CAN follow! Oh wait, I dont drive. Well, I'm going to get some waffles then. TTFN ta ta for now! (thanks Jeeps for reminding me of that).

Here you go, Calyn!! I'm pretty sure my mail should have come in with Lance...but I was worried that it weighed too much (yeah, that might have been my little gift of Love), but they would have sent it back, like what happened to Royce. But now I think Royce sent his so all is hopefully good.
With Regards

This was pretty sure the first day we saw you (Well, Royce, Des and I)
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Hahaha it looks like Batman is gaining some weight...
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This One Is For You

This one is for you, Sweet Cousin Calyn. So comment soon!

Stop Calling Me Weird

Hold on, I cant think of anything. I'm having one of my spacey moments. Or it could just be Frank Caliendo on iTunes. I'll get back to you.

This is our last dodgeball picture...I didnt take as many good ones as Reed but ah well I tried my best. Enjoy for now!
With Regards

Pretty sure Jonathan got out after I took that picture.
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We smoked...Indeed
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Hahahahahahaha....Boy that was funny
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We're slaughtering the campers! I mean, cmon Reed is obviously smoking Gabe in that picture.
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Everyone is running to the dodgeballs, which are the only thing in focus...*sigh* I hate my camera...
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