Wednesday, June 24, 2009

New Slate

I know, I know, it has been a while since I have posted anything real. Here is the epic saga of my life for the last while (in no particular order):
  • I finished last semester. Thermo went well (A- in a 300 level course, I will take that any day of the week). C++ did not go so well....
  • I went paintballing with Derek, Dwillard, Hillier, Harward, Mike, and Mike's buddy Matt. It was glorious beyond comprehension. Here are some of the highlights: creative 4 letter combos, the GPS system, and the KFC lady seductively trying to sell us chicken.
  • Adventures of various sorts. :)
There really isn't anything else to talk about. Sorry for not being clever. If you really need something to enjoy, here is a video of a baby porcupine eating a banana.

Monday, June 1, 2009

ne text message. Look at that David: Two posts in one day. How doeth thou liketh them apples?
Oh, hello...
I just realized that I could do a mobile post from text messages. I basically am doing this to see if I can make a single post longer than o

Biography 1

From 8 Bits to Glory:
The Poo Poosington Story

Chapter One: From Humble Beginnings

After years of hoping for a child, Mr. and Mrs. Poosington were blessed with the birth of their son, Poo. Although the Poosingtons were nothing more than a family of wild yak herders, they were already crafting hopes and dreams for their young boy. They saved everything they could so that they might be able to send young Poo to school, that he might be able to escape his fate in the family business.

In school, Poo showed a great deal of potential. Clever as any young boy could be, he quickly rose to the top of his class, but this bored Poo. By his father's request, he spent hours every day studying and learning. And Poo hated this. When Poo was 12 he ran away from home, never to return...

Chapter Two: Running Away From Home, Never to Return...

At the age of 12, Poo left his home of Pooville. He didn't know where he was going; but he knew just that: He was going. He joined a group of sheep marauders, which he morally disagreed with, but he needed the money. After a few years living the life of crime, he decided he needed to move on, and find an honest job.

Chapter Thee: An Honest Job

After leaving the marauders, Poo set of to find a job that wouldn't one day end him in a Turkish prison cell. That is where he stumbled into a small shop of Eastern Artifacts. Although the shop owner's son was his only employee (which was plenty) he decided to give young Poo a chance. The shop owner, Mr. Kinezu, was getting old and figured it would be about time to think about retiring, and handing the shop over to his son. He thought that he might spend a good year, training young Kinezu to run the shop, and that would give him and Poo adequate time to get to know each other.

For more than a yeah, Kinezu and Poo worked together every day. They sold artifacts and they became friends. They developed hobbies together to pass the time. Their love grew for bowling, tennis, and baseball... but not so much boxing or golf. Every day during lunch, they went out behind the shop and played tennis or baseball, and every night they went bowling. It became their dreams to one day do these sports professionally.

As time went on, Mr Kinezu grew older, and decided it was time to give the shop to his son. He did this in December of 2006, and young Kinezu was grateful. However, he didn't know if he could run the shop all on his own. After a month of owning the shop, Kinezu and Poo were talking, and decided they would sell the shop, and use the money to pursue their dream...

Next time...
Chapter Four: Try Outs