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As you might have noticed, this here blog is one big archive of the ramblings of an insane author. So insane, in fact, that I wouldn't be surprised if you went mad just reading said blog...Good luck ;)

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I lied. This is not, in fact, a "directory" as the title above might suggest...This is merely a warning of what you might find on this blog. I believe I have already warned you of the insane ramblings archived in this blog, but I must say, if you are not prepared for the tomfooleries that can be found here, you might just want to close this tab, shut your computer down, and walk away slowly in order to keep your OWN sanity in check. Fair warning >;)

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Pwn

Today, I would like to talk about the phrase (if you could call it that) "Pwn". "Pwn" is used like the word "own" ("You just got Pwned!"), but spelled wrong. I do not really get why people think it's cool to spell a word wrong, and then make it a new fad. I mean, who was the first idiot that spelled "own" with a "P" in the place of the "O", and then instead of owning (pwning, ha ha!) up to it, just wrote it off like he or she meant to spell it like that. And that's probably how it happened too. Some kid was like, "you just got pwned!!!" to a friend, and then thought, "wait, I just spelled that wrong..." but his friend was all like, "hey, did you just make that up? That's a really cool way of saying that I got owned. We should, like, use that on other people, and make it really popular!". Yeah, that seems like a logical way of how it could have happened. And what's up with "lol" anyway? What does it mean? "Laugh out loud"? "Lots of laughs"? "Lions of Louisiana" (Just kidding on the last one, by the way)? I don't get the language of kids today, and you know what gets me more than the lack of grammar in today's youth? The fact that I don't get it, when I am technically still part of today's youth. Also, why do people have to cuss to get their point across? Now, I'm not saying that people should all stop cussing altogether, because if it's just you, and your friends, you should be able to be comfortable enough to joke around, and if a cuss word slips in there once-in-a-while, then whatever. But what is the point in twelve-year-old's running around all "F- this", or "S- that"? There is no point, in my opinion. If you can't get your point across without cussing, to me that just shows your ignorance. But I will look the other way if you cuss after something like, I don't know, slamming your fingers in your car door (like my mom did once. Ouch!), or stubbing your toe, or getting cut-off while driving (although I do not condone violence while driving). Because I am a forgiving person. Because I can let things go. Because I am very patient. Because I don't like to judge other people. Because I said the S-word last time there was an earth-quake (blog for another time).
Blog ya F-ing later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. And because I play Bullsh*t with my family. Also, how did I get from the word "pwn", to cussing?

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Pets love me (and my family).

Alright, so I've been meaning to write a small blog about our pet (not really, because he's wild) pigeon (or Rock Dove if you want to use their proper name), that we call Norm (which is short for Norman). He's a big black pigeon, with white feathers on his wings. He comes by our back yard everyday, for a while now, and hangs out until we feed him. He's very friendly, and I can get mere inches away from him before he starts getting nervous. He's really cute when he comes over too. We can be inside the house in the morning, and all the sudden we'll hear a can banging around in the back yard. We know automatically that it's Norm, because this is the morning routine. We (one of us, me mostly if I get the chance) then go out back, and sure enough, there Norm will be, banging the little can on the ground, the one we use to scoop the bird seed. When I pick up the can and go to the garage to scoop the food up, Norm will follow me around like a little puppy. Once he sees me scoop the food, he quickly trots over to the spot on the ground where we generally put the food, and waits patiently for me to dump it out. The moment I start pouring it, he rushes the food, even if my hand is still in the way. He doesn't seem to mind if I get close enough to touch him, which is just like any animal we (me and my family) come across. Every time we come across a stray cat, or bird, or whatever, they always end up getting attached to us, and extremely trusting of us. We also have a friend we call Jingle, a small black stray cat, whom has decided that he likes us a lot. My mom and I were watering out front one day (not too long ago), and Jingle just came right up to us, meowing, and started rubbing on us, and purring, and carrying on. We hung out with him a little while, petting him, and scratching his belly, and he became attached to us, much like all the other pets we have acquired through the years (currently, we only have two very spoiled house cats, but at one point, we had three cats, a dog, and my mom's mom's cat, who we took care of most of the time). He now comes over every other day, just to say hi, and get some love, via petting and hugging, and feeding. And, earlier this year, we had a female humming bird make a nest in our little tree in the back yard. She had two eggs, which both hatched. They were adorable. The humming bird is gone now, with her babies, but the point is, animals seem to love us a lot. And personally, I'm not complaining.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Some time I'll have to post a blog all about how we took in our two cats.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Through. "Though"?

Alright, so as I have said before, I like to read a lot (I average on a book every four to five days, but if it's my favorite book, Artemis Fowl, I can read it in one day. And I have. A lot). But this blog isn't about my reading habits, per-say. It's about the weird editing-mistakes that slip by the authors of said books and their editors. The most common of these errors (that I have found, at least), is the word "through". When writers really mean to say that so-and-so "went through the door", they end up making a mistake and writing that so-and-so "went though the door". Now, I know this is just nit-picking, because really, I have found worse errors in books than that, it's just, that particular error is the most common one that I keep running across, and I don't understand it. How can the writer miss that? Or worse still, how can the editors miss that? I mean, it is their job. And it's just a stupid missing "R" that we're talking about. It's not like it's that hard to put an "R" in the word "through". But no matter how easy it really is (to me, at least) to remember the missing "R" in "through", I can't help but notice how many books really leave it out. More than I could even say, because it's like, almost all of the books I've read. It's like an epidemic! Maybe I'm the only one to notice it, maybe writers around the world were brain-washed to think that they had indeed put the "R" in "through", but really they haven't. Maybe it's a way of dumbing us up, or making us go insane! Oh no, I think it's already happening to mee! I have found out that "dumbing" is not in spell-check, and I put an extra "E" in "me"!!! Its two layte four mee! Day hath all-raydee gott-un two mee! Butt yew kan steel safe yew-selve! Juss...hangg...en...thayre...
Alright, so I'm being just a bit dramatic...But maybe that was the point! To drive me insane!!!
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. In case you don't know how to read dumb-text, I have included a translated version of the above:
"It's too late for me! They have already gotten to me! But you can still save yourself! Just...hang...in...there..."

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Chia Obama?

Last night, me and my family were watching TV, and a commercial for Chia pets came on. You remember those, right? They're the little pots that are shaped like an animal or cartoon character, and when you water them, their grows into a nice little green plant. Well, the new Chia pet they were advertising was (get this), a "Chia Obama". Oh, yes. You are not hallucinating, I really did write "Chia Obama". And yes, if you are thinking of the Obama that is our current president, you are completely correct. Upon seeing this commercial about the new Chia pet that is shaped like Barack Obama, all I was thinking was, "wait, what?". I mean, if you think about that, making a Chia pet out of the president of the United States of America is quite disrespectful. And also, if you think about it, that's kind of racist, in a way. I mean, when the Chia Obama's "hair" grows out really long, it will look like an afro, and that's stereotypical, isn't it? And I don't see any Chia pets made for former president Bush, do I? No. Why make one for Obama only? It's like they're making fun of him, or something. Now I only just turned eighteen earlier this month, so I have never voted, and therefore did not vote for Obama, and really, I don't care about the governmaent enough to get bunched up about it, but I do respect the president, because his job is hard, and none of us really know exactly how hard. And, he had to do something right to get there, didn't he? But whatever. The point is, whether or not you voted for him, or even like him, he is the current president, and deserves a little better than to get a stupid cheesy Chia pet made in his likeness. That's just not right. I mean, what's next, are they going to make a "Chia God"? "Just for those hard-core believers!" It's mocking, and disrespectful, and stupid.

DON'T MISS IT! IT'S THE NEW CHIA MISS ECCENTRIC!!! Ch-ch-ch-Chia!!! (that's the song)
(Not in stores now, because it's not real...)

Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.