Ok everyone. I've got news, Kat is gone; the reign of terror (or arguments, at least) is over for a couple of months!!! So it's time to party, we're doing it at the Dugyons* (they thought of the idea) on Friday* the 19th* at 7 PM* if you want to skip Youth Group.** Whoever is coming, bring a bottle of whiskey if you can. I'll bring the rest of the good stuff (I mean, the alcohol)* while the Dugyons supply us with the food*. It's going* to be a memorable for us all and it'll be the first happy party we've had in ages*! Hope to see you all there!
Damien***
* These are all lies
** All single *'s are copied from Strong Bad emails without permission.
***Basically this whole thing was from me being extremely bored
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Friday, May 05, 2006
An Ode
To all those who wake up to those annoying mornings,
Thinking, hoping, looking with eager yearnings
That today wont be as bad, that the wind died down
So you may be able to breathe peacefully...rather than frown
At all the times you sneeze, at all the itchiness that pleas
To successfully get your attention.
Yes, my friends, this is an ode
An ode of odes made in my humble abode
To all those with allergies
Whose eyes water, nose gets stuffed, to those who sneeze
To those who must be weary of that dog
Slobbering after it's mornign jog
Yes my friends, you who have allergies are truly brave people.
Thank you, thank you! All right let's get to the point...this post is to show my new-found sympathy for those who are allergic to something, mainly because I have new-found allergice reactions this year! And I now find it so annoying to wake up sneezing your head off...eyes all watery and itchy (more itchy then my poison oak). Yes, but I can't complain (though...not being used to it, I do)...you all never make a word about it, so here is my ode to you all!!!
Thinking, hoping, looking with eager yearnings
That today wont be as bad, that the wind died down
So you may be able to breathe peacefully...rather than frown
At all the times you sneeze, at all the itchiness that pleas
To successfully get your attention.
Yes, my friends, this is an ode
An ode of odes made in my humble abode
To all those with allergies
Whose eyes water, nose gets stuffed, to those who sneeze
To those who must be weary of that dog
Slobbering after it's mornign jog
Yes my friends, you who have allergies are truly brave people.
Thank you, thank you! All right let's get to the point...this post is to show my new-found sympathy for those who are allergic to something, mainly because I have new-found allergice reactions this year! And I now find it so annoying to wake up sneezing your head off...eyes all watery and itchy (more itchy then my poison oak). Yes, but I can't complain (though...not being used to it, I do)...you all never make a word about it, so here is my ode to you all!!!
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Warning: Author in Typing Mood
Ahhh Spring! Finally the rain is clearing...not sure for how long but it's clearing! The days are nice, the squirrels are about (mainly because I missed 14 flippen times with my new gun...yeah I need to work with the sights BEFORE going hunting), and baseball season has struck again. Now here's my story of the month (because I havent done it daily or weekly).
Jonathan and I are umpires, you shee...an' we aint take no talk. For example, lemme tell ya a story.
Jonathan and I got hooked up with minor boys...little, innocent, cute boys who just want to have fun. Sounds like a good ending but no. The coaches were a guy named Randy (who I remember from last year as a jerk, yelling at kids insultingly even when they werent his own), and a dude named Tim (very strict...need I say more?). So the game went so, so with me hearing Randy complain about Jonathan's strike zone, "but who doesnt?" I thought to myself...
Well anyways a play comes and someone throws the ball to first base. As umpire in the field I have to watch VERY closely how the first baseman is touching a base on a reach (reaching for the ball, making him fall off the base, making the runner safe). Well the first baseman caught the ball on a reach, but the thing is that his foot was on the base for JUST a split second. The kid, to make sure, ran back to the base but didnt beat the runner. But still I called the runner out for obvious reasons. Turned out not too obvious because Randy was coming at me like a hurricane. I just gave him sarcastic comments practically saying I've got two eyes and the job to say that I know what I'm doing. So the game continues on one play later and Randy is trying to show me how the kid didnt show the base, like silent gestures. So I say to him "Oh, do you want me to act what I saw?" and Jonathan yelled "plays over!" so he just stopped and mumbled "I was just showing my kid"...so I laughed at that and thought that was the end of all judgements. Boy was I wrong...
Intermission (Go take a potty break! Get some popcorn! Refresh yourself in anyway! There is still more left!)
Well so a kid on Randy's team hit a nice hit out into the outfield and many kids were running home, the play was near over and Tim (the other coach) tells the pitcher to call for an appeal and to hit home plate, the pitcher does and Jonathan calls time. Turns out one of Randy's kids didnt tag home plate. So Jonathan and I conclude that the runner is out of play...Then Randy comes running and screaming his head off. He said the catcher was in the way, causing an obstruction (which is correct, but the catcher wasnt an obstruction in any way). Well he got close to Jonathan and whispered (or said with clenched teeth) "That's two calls, Blue" so of course Jonathan returns the comment with some yelling and a warning. On his way back to the dugout, Randy starts riling the crowd, so they start yelling rude comments and Jonathan calls time. He talks to me and I told him to give em a warning. He goes right up to the stands and yells "Alright, that's your first warning, any more comments and you forfeit the game and therefore lose..." This shut them up and we had a (somewhat) peaceful game, with little back-biting comments that went away ignored and such. Too bad...Randy's team won too, darnit.
Yes thanks if you read it all. But this was a pretty eventful thing this year. Very eventful indeed, I cant wait to ump Randy's next game
Jonathan and I are umpires, you shee...an' we aint take no talk. For example, lemme tell ya a story.
Jonathan and I got hooked up with minor boys...little, innocent, cute boys who just want to have fun. Sounds like a good ending but no. The coaches were a guy named Randy (who I remember from last year as a jerk, yelling at kids insultingly even when they werent his own), and a dude named Tim (very strict...need I say more?). So the game went so, so with me hearing Randy complain about Jonathan's strike zone, "but who doesnt?" I thought to myself...
Well anyways a play comes and someone throws the ball to first base. As umpire in the field I have to watch VERY closely how the first baseman is touching a base on a reach (reaching for the ball, making him fall off the base, making the runner safe). Well the first baseman caught the ball on a reach, but the thing is that his foot was on the base for JUST a split second. The kid, to make sure, ran back to the base but didnt beat the runner. But still I called the runner out for obvious reasons. Turned out not too obvious because Randy was coming at me like a hurricane. I just gave him sarcastic comments practically saying I've got two eyes and the job to say that I know what I'm doing. So the game continues on one play later and Randy is trying to show me how the kid didnt show the base, like silent gestures. So I say to him "Oh, do you want me to act what I saw?" and Jonathan yelled "plays over!" so he just stopped and mumbled "I was just showing my kid"...so I laughed at that and thought that was the end of all judgements. Boy was I wrong...
Intermission (Go take a potty break! Get some popcorn! Refresh yourself in anyway! There is still more left!)
Well so a kid on Randy's team hit a nice hit out into the outfield and many kids were running home, the play was near over and Tim (the other coach) tells the pitcher to call for an appeal and to hit home plate, the pitcher does and Jonathan calls time. Turns out one of Randy's kids didnt tag home plate. So Jonathan and I conclude that the runner is out of play...Then Randy comes running and screaming his head off. He said the catcher was in the way, causing an obstruction (which is correct, but the catcher wasnt an obstruction in any way). Well he got close to Jonathan and whispered (or said with clenched teeth) "That's two calls, Blue" so of course Jonathan returns the comment with some yelling and a warning. On his way back to the dugout, Randy starts riling the crowd, so they start yelling rude comments and Jonathan calls time. He talks to me and I told him to give em a warning. He goes right up to the stands and yells "Alright, that's your first warning, any more comments and you forfeit the game and therefore lose..." This shut them up and we had a (somewhat) peaceful game, with little back-biting comments that went away ignored and such. Too bad...Randy's team won too, darnit.
Yes thanks if you read it all. But this was a pretty eventful thing this year. Very eventful indeed, I cant wait to ump Randy's next game
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Week 3 Interesting Week that was...It was the same old things, but, going to St. Stephens on Thursday brought something interesting. Upon entering St. Stephens parking lot from the Danas. I was preparing my lunch/dinner, and coming out of the saburban, I saw something that caught my eye. Yes, my friends. Kaleb was not wearing his usual black attire! He had jeans on and was even wearing a light-blue under armor shirt! Yeah, at first I thought it meant the end of the world, but Kaleb was back to goth again... Then came Saturday, the day of the jamboree. That was a so-so day. The end.
Week 4. Ok I'm done! I've gone too crazy for anything! I cant even think right! I- What? It's Sunday?! Well toodle-doo I'm outta here! Time to party before week 5 comes!
Sorry for the bad subjects...after Easter I'll hopefully have better ones.
:-) But for now one question (which will probably never be answered)...Why are guys who never play volleyball so much better than girls who do play volleyball on a weekly basis? Oh I'll answer that actually, it's because we dont get emotional in sports and keep a cool head. Hence, victory!
Week 4. Ok I'm done! I've gone too crazy for anything! I cant even think right! I- What? It's Sunday?! Well toodle-doo I'm outta here! Time to party before week 5 comes!
Sorry for the bad subjects...after Easter I'll hopefully have better ones.
:-) But for now one question (which will probably never be answered)...Why are guys who never play volleyball so much better than girls who do play volleyball on a weekly basis? Oh I'll answer that actually, it's because we dont get emotional in sports and keep a cool head. Hence, victory!
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Hold Me Now, I'm Six Feet From the Edge and I'm Thinking...
Week 2 of Lent:
Time went by, I played my song along with Ethan as Drummer Boy, Justin as Piano Man, and Catherine and Shannon as the Cello Gals, oh and Me, the Guitar Hippy. Also along are the special thanks to Jonathan the Procrastinator in Awesome Lyrics, not to mention my rival and best friend in music. We jammed, argued and rocked up the house. All other days passed by like nothing (and nothing is torment).
Week 3 of Lent: My Mom's, Grandma's, Great Aunt's, Friend's birthdays passed, causing much excuse for celebration, abstaining was hard, but I think I barely passed off. I've come up with a new song (with the help of Week 2) and am using Irene's lyrics...which work fairly well. I've been sick since Week 2, and still am prepared to be sick for week 4, but all is well...hopefully when I sneezed all over myself during Stations of the Cross I didnt contaminate the cross too much for anyone else to get sick, because that would mean I didnt wash it too great...Altar Guild came and we played some short dodgeball, shorter soccer, and had a pretty interesting talk with the Pilleys. I'm bored, goodnight.
Well everyone this is my long expected journal of Lent. I hope you all were expecting it. Now it's time to kick off with a home story.
Time went by, I played my song along with Ethan as Drummer Boy, Justin as Piano Man, and Catherine and Shannon as the Cello Gals, oh and Me, the Guitar Hippy. Also along are the special thanks to Jonathan the Procrastinator in Awesome Lyrics, not to mention my rival and best friend in music. We jammed, argued and rocked up the house. All other days passed by like nothing (and nothing is torment).
Week 3 of Lent: My Mom's, Grandma's, Great Aunt's, Friend's birthdays passed, causing much excuse for celebration, abstaining was hard, but I think I barely passed off. I've come up with a new song (with the help of Week 2) and am using Irene's lyrics...which work fairly well. I've been sick since Week 2, and still am prepared to be sick for week 4, but all is well...hopefully when I sneezed all over myself during Stations of the Cross I didnt contaminate the cross too much for anyone else to get sick, because that would mean I didnt wash it too great...Altar Guild came and we played some short dodgeball, shorter soccer, and had a pretty interesting talk with the Pilleys. I'm bored, goodnight.
Well everyone this is my long expected journal of Lent. I hope you all were expecting it. Now it's time to kick off with a home story.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
I've made it so far...
Week 1 Current mood: Tired
My eyes were starting to daze... I couldnt keep a control on my urges... things were getting hard, the only way I got rid of this beast inside me was to sleep, but of course I kept awake tossing and turning in bed for 3 hours, hunger raging inside... though I was tired beyond belief. The first day I walked down and put in one egg, a starvation for myself and turned on the radio, only to turn it off in agony a second later, knowing I cant listen to music.The two hour trips back and forth were a pain... only classical, I was starting to sweat... I go to talk to my family in the living room to find them watching a movie, which looked so inviting to my eagerforanything mind, but I had to turn away from the temptations. Finally, 12 AM dawns and I realize that I am free for 24 hours, just 24 hours out of a whole week. And so ends the days of Ash Wednesday to the First Sunday in Lent times... cruel times are ahead, but I must keep strong...
Yes this is just a simple copy of of my MySpace... :-D. Lent is going pretty hard, I get hungry alot... and I sleep alot more (a good thing, for that matter). But I must tell a rather hilarious story that happened one quiet Thursday afternoon. Jonathan and Lance have piano lessons in Sac in the morning/noon while Royce and Des have choir in the evening in Sac, so I just come along for the heck of it. Now... Des was sick so it was just the boys in Sac and we were doing our thing (which is really nothing...) when we came upon a dilemna, Royce comes out of the saburban and locks the doors, realizing the keys are inside. I thought of the whole thing as rather ironic, but hilarious and jokingly I asked Royce "How the hell did you do that?!?!?!" and I heard a noise behind me. Fr. Deprey (a more strict priest) comes peeking out the gate and obviously had heard my yelling (unless it was drowned out by Jonathan's "you idiot!! You--- nice little boy!") So we told him of the whole thing and we were basically stuck... But then as I was going to shoot Royce with my airsoft pistol Fr. Lebel comes walking from the block (he does his prayers while walking around in a dangerous neighborhood... he must be asking for something). We tell him the story and he tells us to just ask someone from the neighborhood, but all in all he actually found a weakness in our suburban! So we didnt have to wait hours and hours or have to pay any money! All we needed was a sweet French priest!
Yeah, lame story, but Lent brings its limits ;-)
My eyes were starting to daze... I couldnt keep a control on my urges... things were getting hard, the only way I got rid of this beast inside me was to sleep, but of course I kept awake tossing and turning in bed for 3 hours, hunger raging inside... though I was tired beyond belief. The first day I walked down and put in one egg, a starvation for myself and turned on the radio, only to turn it off in agony a second later, knowing I cant listen to music.The two hour trips back and forth were a pain... only classical, I was starting to sweat... I go to talk to my family in the living room to find them watching a movie, which looked so inviting to my eagerforanything mind, but I had to turn away from the temptations. Finally, 12 AM dawns and I realize that I am free for 24 hours, just 24 hours out of a whole week. And so ends the days of Ash Wednesday to the First Sunday in Lent times... cruel times are ahead, but I must keep strong...
Yes this is just a simple copy of of my MySpace... :-D. Lent is going pretty hard, I get hungry alot... and I sleep alot more (a good thing, for that matter). But I must tell a rather hilarious story that happened one quiet Thursday afternoon. Jonathan and Lance have piano lessons in Sac in the morning/noon while Royce and Des have choir in the evening in Sac, so I just come along for the heck of it. Now... Des was sick so it was just the boys in Sac and we were doing our thing (which is really nothing...) when we came upon a dilemna, Royce comes out of the saburban and locks the doors, realizing the keys are inside. I thought of the whole thing as rather ironic, but hilarious and jokingly I asked Royce "How the hell did you do that?!?!?!" and I heard a noise behind me. Fr. Deprey (a more strict priest) comes peeking out the gate and obviously had heard my yelling (unless it was drowned out by Jonathan's "you idiot!! You--- nice little boy!") So we told him of the whole thing and we were basically stuck... But then as I was going to shoot Royce with my airsoft pistol Fr. Lebel comes walking from the block (he does his prayers while walking around in a dangerous neighborhood... he must be asking for something). We tell him the story and he tells us to just ask someone from the neighborhood, but all in all he actually found a weakness in our suburban! So we didnt have to wait hours and hours or have to pay any money! All we needed was a sweet French priest!
Yeah, lame story, but Lent brings its limits ;-)
Monday, February 27, 2006
Less than Brief...
So... many of you know that I am giving up the computer for lent... so this may be my last post in a long time, that or I'll keep you updated on Sundays :)... Now, as a last standing question for a while, I'd like to ask everyone what my family and I were discussing about while eating some nice Italian food...
When someone says "less than brief"... is it supposed to mean???
A. Very long
B. Very short
C. Its just a stupid phrase
I know... its short, but that's all for now!
Damien
When someone says "less than brief"... is it supposed to mean???
A. Very long
B. Very short
C. Its just a stupid phrase
I know... its short, but that's all for now!
Damien
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Ladies and ...
Yeah I remembered, this is ONLY to the ladies. Happy Valentine's Day y'all!!! I am currently giving out free, yes my friends FREE E-hugs, get them while they last with a comment! ;-) Seriously though, I may be a little late, but I want to wish you all a Happy Valentine's Day.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
My Music Career...
Well today I've gotten up to a late start so I've been lazy about school and just did some story writing (short story), and some music playing. I was working out some solos or whatever that could go along with the chords of the song when I discovered a tune of a bass part that REALLY matched to that of All American Rejects' "Dance Inside".... I got so scared that I might've just found the same chords to a song and altered it a little...I just ran downstairs (maybe talking a few words of scandal to myself :-o ) , picked up my ipod, ran upstairs, got my headphones that can play BLARING music for headphones, put them on, and listened to the song. Well I was in luck in one way... the song, "Dance Inside" was power chords, but the same variety (fingering) of chords could be played (not the exact chords in sound, the Dance Inside chords are one note lower). I was still pretty scared, until I noticed that the tune to singing was completely different, the solo was different, drums... Ethan would need to know about that, but if I did the bass the certain way, it would sound exactly (except in a different key) the same (only the bass). Basically... you need to know guitar about what I'm talking about, unless I actually explained it well for once! All I could say is that it was a close call...
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Compliments to A Weird Al Website (dont sue me)
Ok well I copied and pasted this sucker... but this has to be one of my favorite songs. Just lets not hope this stuff will really happen to us :-o
Aquarius There's travel in your future when your tongue freezes to the back of a speeding bus Fill that void in your pathetic life by playing Whack-A-Mole seventeen hours a day
Pisces Try to avoid any Virgos or Leos with the Ebola virus You are the true Lord of the Dance, no matter what those idiots at work say
Aries The look on your face will be priceless when you find that forty pound watermelon in your colon Trade toothbrushes with an albino dwarf, then give a hickey to Meryl Streep
Taurus You will never find true happiness - what you gonna do, cry about it? The stars predict tomorrow you'll wake up, do a bunch of stuff, and then go back to sleep
Gemini Your birthday party will be ruined once again by your explosive flatulence Your love life will run into trouble when your fiance hurls a javelin through your chest
Cancer The position of Jupiter says you should spend the rest of the week face down in the mud Try not to shove a roll of duct tape up your nose while taking your driver's test
Leo Now is not a good time to photocopy your butt and staple it to your boss's face, oh no Eat a bucket of tuna-flavored pudding, then wash it down with a gallon of strawberry Quik
Virgo All Virgos are extremely friendly and intelligent - except for you Expect a big surprise today when you wind up with your head impaled on a stick
Now you may find it inconceivable or at the very least a bit unlikely that the relative position of the planets and the stars could have a special deep significance or meaning that exclusively applies to only you, but let me give you my assurance that these forcasts and predictions are all based on solid, scientific, documented evidence, so you would have to be some kind of moron not to reaize that every single one of the is absolutely true.Where was I?
Libra A big promotion is just around the corner for someone much more talented that you Laughter is the very best medicine, remember that when your appendix bursts next week
Scorpio Get ready for an unexpected trip when you fall screaming from an open window Work a little harder on improving your low self-esteem, you stupid freak
Sagittarius All your friends are laughing behind your back (kill them) Take down all those naked pictures of Ernest Borgnine you've got hanging in your den
Capricorn The stars say that you're an exciting and wonderful person, but you know they're lying If I were you, I'd lock my doors and windows and never never never never never leave my house again
One thing though... I got rid of the main part saying "Thats your horoscope for today".
Damien (who is laughing behind my back?!)
Aquarius There's travel in your future when your tongue freezes to the back of a speeding bus Fill that void in your pathetic life by playing Whack-A-Mole seventeen hours a day
Pisces Try to avoid any Virgos or Leos with the Ebola virus You are the true Lord of the Dance, no matter what those idiots at work say
Aries The look on your face will be priceless when you find that forty pound watermelon in your colon Trade toothbrushes with an albino dwarf, then give a hickey to Meryl Streep
Taurus You will never find true happiness - what you gonna do, cry about it? The stars predict tomorrow you'll wake up, do a bunch of stuff, and then go back to sleep
Gemini Your birthday party will be ruined once again by your explosive flatulence Your love life will run into trouble when your fiance hurls a javelin through your chest
Cancer The position of Jupiter says you should spend the rest of the week face down in the mud Try not to shove a roll of duct tape up your nose while taking your driver's test
Leo Now is not a good time to photocopy your butt and staple it to your boss's face, oh no Eat a bucket of tuna-flavored pudding, then wash it down with a gallon of strawberry Quik
Virgo All Virgos are extremely friendly and intelligent - except for you Expect a big surprise today when you wind up with your head impaled on a stick
Now you may find it inconceivable or at the very least a bit unlikely that the relative position of the planets and the stars could have a special deep significance or meaning that exclusively applies to only you, but let me give you my assurance that these forcasts and predictions are all based on solid, scientific, documented evidence, so you would have to be some kind of moron not to reaize that every single one of the is absolutely true.Where was I?
Libra A big promotion is just around the corner for someone much more talented that you Laughter is the very best medicine, remember that when your appendix bursts next week
Scorpio Get ready for an unexpected trip when you fall screaming from an open window Work a little harder on improving your low self-esteem, you stupid freak
Sagittarius All your friends are laughing behind your back (kill them) Take down all those naked pictures of Ernest Borgnine you've got hanging in your den
Capricorn The stars say that you're an exciting and wonderful person, but you know they're lying If I were you, I'd lock my doors and windows and never never never never never leave my house again
One thing though... I got rid of the main part saying "Thats your horoscope for today".
Damien (who is laughing behind my back?!)
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Some News... but I need an update
Basically the news is this ,... we have a new dog! Her name is Bibi (well actually we're still debating on the name), after Bibiana (or short for it). She's basically a cool dog, but it'd be nice if we can somehow muffle her high pitched yapping... it'd be for the better... plus one for the cats!
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Walkie Talkie Man
You know... usually it's hard to catch a firework in the middle of the night with a camera (I was just guessing too), but luckily I caught this beauty! It may be a little blurry and all that, but I think that adds to the effect. Anyways, whats everyone's New Year's resolution?
Sunday, January 01, 2006
I Win!
I win this year! Haha let me tell ya, nobody can score a record on New Year's Day like I can (Pacific Time Zone, in the least). As we had the countdown for the new year, 200- what was it? Oh yeah, 2006 I had been counting down while doing a handstand (or head stand propped against a wall, whichever cool way you prefer) and holding a kazoo thing in my mouth. So in the end, I was either the first person in 2006 (Pacific Time Zone, in the least) to do the head/handstand, or I was tied with whoever was cool enough to do it. Happy New Year!
Monday, December 19, 2005
Santa Baby...
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Feliz Navidad, Season's Greetings, Happy ChristmaKwanzaKannuka!
Saturday, December 17, 2005
War!
Its not too often a pup like Leo catches the first known gray squirrel in our residence (of course, with some help). But he did! It all started around Thanksgiving (cant remember when exactly)when I heard some crazy barking, I go and look out the window and there is Leo barking at a bush, so I thought to myself "what kind of dog barks at a bush?" but then I saw a gray squirrel sneak right behind him! It seemed fat and lazy because it was going slow, but Leo didn't notice; I went outside, pulled Leo over the opposite way (which he didn't enjoy, thinking the squirrel was somewhere else). In the end, he saw the squirrel and chased it back and forth across the house (scaring the cats who got in his way and later got jealous) and he finally caught the squirrel, which he enjoys unto this day *blegh*.Damien
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Fog
Drifting silently, the fog wafted in
By the awesome power, of the man-made wind
It came in swift, it came in strong
It was hard to see beyond three feet long
A shuffle was heard, but nothing was seen
Save for that white mist that hid the scene
It made my eyes water, my throat made a start
It reminded me of the time someone ripped cheese apart
I knew there was silence when those torches came in
Bringing light to the darkness within
I could sit by the lake, I could take a morning jog
But nothing has ever been worse than that St. Stephen's Fog
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Fruitloops
(Top: St. Francis of Assisi's Chapel. Bottom: A castle in Assisi, sorry for not more pictures, its not letting me do any pictures but these two and another...)
I served A2 for Vespers the other day (Sunday, to be exact), and it was weird... I think because I messed up a bit (only a bit), but I was told by Paul that I did good for my first time. But then I got to thinking, aren't all first-timers good on their first try??? Then I got to thinking again, if all first-timers, no matter how bad, are told they are good for their first time, how low is the expectancy for first-timers??? This is too much for me...
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Family?
Well, obviously, Jonathan lost here in Arm Wrestling... Here we also are posing for quite a couple of cameras with our guide, Mary. And Desi I think said something scandalous!
Vaticano
Here is the view from the top of the Vatican, you can see Vatican Square, the Vatican Garden and Grounds in these pictures, I hope you enjoy them! (It was really crowded to get a good pic ;) )
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