Entry: Who Cares?

Sup' guys!

Sorry I haven't posted in a while, but I've been busy.

I don't really have much to say, but I just thought that I would post on the old blog.

Since I'm kinda bored, I think I'll type up the words to this cool song that my aunt let me listen to.

It's called "Cartoons" by Chris Rice.

I was thinkin' the other day, what if cartoons got saved. They'd start singing praise in a whole new way.

I was thinkin' the other day, what if cartoons got saved. They'd start singing praise in a whole new way.

There's Fred and Wilma Flintstone: Yaba-daba-do-jah!
And Scooby-doo and Shaggy: Scooby-dooby-do-jah!
And the Jetson's dog named Astro: Rah-rah-roo-ra!

Yeah I was thinkin' the other day, what if cartoons got saved.
They'd start singing praise in a whole new way.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Kowabunga-lu-jah, dude!
And then there's, Kermit the Frog, here, singing: Heide-ho-le-lu-jah!
And that little bald guy, Elmet Fudd: Ha-wa-woo-jah!

Cause I was thinkin' the other day, what if cartoons got saved. They'd start singing praise in a whole new way.

That, big ol' moose and his friend Rocky: Do-le-do-do-jah!
And our favorite bear named Yogi: Hey-bo-bo-bo-lu-jah!
Then there's all those little blue guys, and they'd sing:
Ha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-le-lu-jah!
How 'bout Beavis and that other guy: Naaaa!

Now there's a point to this looney tune,
I'm not an animaniac, but there's a lot of prasing to do and cartoons just weren't made for that. It's our job.

So let's sing Halelujah!
Halelujah!
Halelujah!

Entry: I Don't Care

Hey everybody!

1st off, thanks for commenting, Kayla! I love it when people comment on my blog!

And in other news, don’t laugh at Half if you see him. (Speaking in third-person just for Keegan!) I was cutting grass at my guitar teacher’s house the other day and disaster struck. I was cutting in the backyard and there is absolutely NO SHADE in the backyard. But here is the main part: I have actually become brave enough (or is it stupid enough with what happened yesterday!!!) to cut grass without a shirt. Now, the 1st time that I did it, I put on sunscreen. But I forgot it that time. So now I LITERALY look like a lobster. At least on my back. And may I repeat: do not laugh at Half if you see him (there’s that third-person Keegan!).

Two other things that have happened to me are The Wildlife Competition and Regional 4-H Congress. In Wildlife, the team I was on, the Walker County team, got second in the senior division!!! Yahoo! Just ignore the fact that there were only 2 teams. And at Regional, I got second in informative public speaking! This time it was out of four contestants. But the good thing about second is that I get to compete at State Congress! I’ll let you know how that one goes as soon as I can.

Other than that, I don’t have much to say. So I shall say farewell.

Later!

Half-Pint, Little Monkey

P.S. While we were at wildlife, (and by we I mean Luke, Kyle, Keegan, and me) Kyle brought his Batman shirt that has a cape on the back. The only problem was that when he ran, his cape wouldn’t flap in the wind. So I went over and held his cape up and said, “Alright, GO!!!” And with that, he would take off. Once he took off, I let go and watched his cape flap in the wind. Well I told him, “Wow Kyle, now you have your loyal sidekick, Robin.” But then I thought that that wasn’t really fitting for a boy of my mental status. ;-) So I thought for a second, and then I said, “Wait a minute Kyle! Instead of Robin: The Boy Wonder, I can be Half-Pint: The Boy Retard!!! I thought that up out of my head without anybody’s help! I was so proud of my self!

Two other things that I forgot about Wildlife, on the 1st evening, we went bowling. And in the 1st game, I did terribly. But in the second game, I got 140! And I’m pretty sure that that’s higher than I have ever gotten before! So that made my night. The other thing is that on the second night, a lady came and did a little program about spiders and scorpions. It was mostly about spiders though. But afterwards, I got dad to take a picture of me with her. And I asked her if she could hold the tarantula that she brought. She said that she could! So she is holding this tarantula that was a little larger than the palm of my hand! Dad took one picture. Then he asks the lady, “Can he hold the spider?” (The ‘he’ being me!) She said yes. Well, I said, “I’ll do this”. I put my hand just under one of the tarantula’s legs that was hanging off of the lady’s hand. Well then she hauls off and pushes the spider almost all the way onto my hand!!!!! So then I’m saying, “Spider, MOVE BACK!!! MOVE BACK! BACK UP YOU STUPID ARACHNID!!!” Needless to say, my commands did no good. So dad finally snaps the picture and the spider lady finally pulls the tarantula back. So that was my big scare for the week!

Later!

P.P.S. I know that it’s a little late to be saying this, but, HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY EVERYBODY!!!