Chill Will

This one time I went to see Sublime with Rome with Matt, Matt’s sister, Kelsey, Zach Rogers, Mark Wesolowski and some girl who I had never seen before. We met up with Ty Williamson, Cam and Kyle Gordon, Adam Strasser and Gavin Laben. The concert obviously ruled. However, the craziness continued after. We were all hungry and thirsty, so we walked to some really sketchy gas station. It was pretty nice, but seriously, the area of Rochester we were in was sketchy. So sketchy, that there was a cop inside the gas station. On our way there, there was a group of men on bicycles screaming at each other in the street…..sketchy. We got to the gas station and I got some trail mix and a kool aid slushy. After we purchased everything, we sat down outside the building. We encountered a man who was EXTREMELY sketchy. The conversation went like this:

“Hey ya’ll got any cash?”
Kyle: ”Nah man sorry”
“Oh… (points to random car that he had been eyeing up the whole time) this yo car?”
“…no”
“oh…where yo car at?”
“its way down there man”
“oh….wanna take me…just down the road? To the club? The main street bar? Have a couple beers?”
“we can’t, we gotta get home”
“you sure? Do some clubbin’? Elks Lounge (Note The Change in location) Have a few beers?”
“nah ma-(interrupted)
“OH THAT’S MY BOY!”
He ran to one of the men arguing and yelling in the streets. Sketchy. We thought that before any other sketchy person approached us, we’d go back to the car. However, on the walk back, we heard a bike coming up behind us. The person on the bike told us to look out, then called us something that to this day, I’m not sure if I should take offence to. He then stopped and introduced himself as “Chill Will, the comedy master”. He then began to tell us a few jokes…none of which I will share, as they are all quite racist. He then said goodbye to us and that’s the last we ever saw of chill will. Hopefully, someday I will return to the main street armory, and we will some day meet with chill will again.

Chill Will

This one time I went to see Sublime with Rome with Matt, Matt’s sister, Kelsey, Zach Rogers, Mark Wesolowski and some girl who I had never seen before. We met up with Ty Williamson, Cam and Kyle Gordon, Adam Strasser and Gavin Laben. The concert obviously ruled. However, the craziness continued after. We were all hungry and thirsty, so we walked to some really sketchy gas station. It was pretty nice, but seriously, the area of Rochester we were in was sketchy. So sketchy, that there was a cop inside the gas station. On our way there, there was a group of men on bicycles screaming at each other in the street…..sketchy. We got to the gas station and I got some trail mix and a kool aid slushy. After we purchased everything, we sat down outside the building. We encountered a man who was EXTREMELY sketchy. The conversation went like this:

“Hey ya’ll got any cash?”
Kyle: ”Nah man sorry”
“Oh… (points to random car that he had been eyeing up the whole time) this yo car?”
“…no”
“oh…where yo car at?”
“its way down there man”
“oh….wanna take me…just down the road? To the club? The main street bar? Have a couple beers?”
“we can’t, we gotta get home”
“you sure? Do some clubbin’? Elks Lounge (Note The Change in location) Have a few beers?”
“nah ma-(interrupted)
“OH THAT’S MY BOY!”
He ran to one of the men arguing and yelling in the streets. Sketchy. We thought that before any other sketchy person approached us, we’d go back to the car. However, on the walk back, we heard a bike coming up behind us. The person on the bike told us to look out, then called us something that to this day, I’m not sure if I should take offence to. He then stopped and introduced himself as “Chill Will, the comedy master”. He then began to tell us a few jokes…none of which I will share, as they are all quite racist. He then said goodbye to us and that’s the last we ever saw of chill will. Hopefully, someday I will return to the main street armory, and we will some day meet with chill will again.

Since we're able to talk about whatever we want this week, I’m going to write a blog about why our seats should be moved back. First off, I think that it’s unfair to Kyle, he didn't do anything wrong, so he should get his seat back. Second, I’m really not distracting anyone over there. Nate usually has his headphones on so he can't hear anything. Matt always gets his work done so there’s really no problem there either. Zach does the same amount of work weather I’m there or not so again; it’s really not a problem. It’s really not going to help me either. I’m going to get the same amount of work done if I’m sitting over here, then I would if I was over by Matt and Nate. I usually get at least 2 blogs done a week, which is solid in my book because I don’t really try at all in school (mostly cause it’s boring and I don’t like it). I realize that this is probably one of the easiest classes in the history of my high school career, but it’s still a class in school, so I’m really not going to try very hard. I also think that if anything, they were helping me get work done because eventually after sitting there doing nothing, Matt would tell me to do something, and sometimes I would. Another reason is that I hung up all the posters over there and now how am I supposed to be motivated by a cat hanging out of a tree? How will those penguins tell me what leadership is? How will Joe Flacco’s uni-brow help me get my head in the game? Anyway,  it’d be cool if you move my seat back. And zach too, otherwise this class is pretty lame.

What is beauty? Some have many different views on what is beautiful. To me, there is nothing more beautiful than outdoors in the winter, specifically, the slopes. When I say the slopes, I am course talking about the slopes of a ski/snowboard spot such as Kissing Bridge. When I see the slopes, I go crazy, wanting to get on them. I study every twist, turn and arch of each hill. I can honestly say, that in winter, there is not a single day that the slopes don’t look beautiful. I imagine myself going down them for hours upon end as the cold snow hits my face. When I actually get on the slopes, my mind is taken to a different place. I get on the ski-lift and that’s when I get excited. My blood really starts to flow. As I ride up to the top, I take a look back and notice how high in the air I have come. When I see the slopes in summertime, with nothing on them, I can’t even imagine what they will look like in the winter when they’re all covered up, for even in the summer, they still look great. (I really appreciate nature) I have seen the slopes in the summer, and they look just as good, if not better. I think that I can appreciate more because of the nice weather. I think that they look great in any season, really. Theirs certain things in each season that can be liked. The changing colors in fall, the first peek at the bare ground in spring, the true beauty of winter and of course, the great weather of the summer. I believe that any part of nature can be, and is, beautiful, but specifically, the great image of the slopes. Sweat pants.

Rather than write a blog of things that I like to write about, I’m gonna write about stuff I don’t like writing about. First on the list, I don’t like writing blogs about things I like to write about… actually, I don’t like writing blogs at all. They’re lame. I really hate writing about things I’m not interested in. No one cares about what the clubs in the middle school are doing, not even the kids in those clubs. I would much rather do more creative writing. I absolutely cannot stand writing about boring crap like this. I also think that I should have more choice with my writing. To be honest, half the time when I don’t get my work done, it’s because I can’t stand the topics. I would honestly rather have a failing grade then do something I don’t wanna do. The only reason I’m even doing these ones is for 2 reasons, I feel it would come off as disrespectful if I blatantly don’t do my work, and I am not a disrespectful individual. 2^nd, I think having a 0 in a class is really pathetic. I also think that the blogs are too long. How am I supposed to make this blog last another 111 words? Ugh. Anyway, I think that we should have more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more freedom freedom freedom freedom freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. freedom freedom freedom. (Exactly 300 words)

GoodGnomes

If I was approached by a garden gnome, I would probably be disrespected by it in some way or another; perhaps he tells me to go home and grab my shine box and shine his shoes. I would then become angry with the gnome.  Later, I would return and kill the gnome, right where I first saw him. Unfortunately for me, the gnome would turn out to be a made man in the Gambino crime family.  I would most likely then call up Ray Liotta and Robert De Niro to help me get rid of the body. We would put him in a rolled up carpet and put him in the trunk of Ray Liotta’s car. On the way to bury the gnome however, we would discover that the gnome is actually still living. We would have to stop at my mother’s house, which is on the way, to get a weapon. We would walk in and she would ask who my friends were. I’d say that I work with them. She would then make us a quick meal, which we would eat. But I would want to get out of there as quick as possible. We would finally arrive where we were to bury him. I would open the trunk to find the made gnome, lying in the trunk. I would begin to stab him with the knife that I snagged from my mother’s house. When this wasn’t working as well as I planned, so I would pull out my heater and blast him. Then, months later, I would be murdered for touching a made gnome. So it’s probably better that a gnome never talks to me. And this is not taken from goodfellas at all.

Noice!

When I was younger, there were a few games that we played at my house. One game, I remember very well. It had no name, but it involved my cousins and I hanging out in the fort we made in my woods (out of trees, sticks and a really, really big tarp) and pretending that we were some type of warrior, or something. We hung out on our side of my woods, and we fought other warriors and such (the other warriors were actually trees, and branches that hung down). Sometimes, we would even plan attacks on our rivals, my sister and her friends, who hung out on the other side of the woods in a smaller, crappier fort. It was never anything more serious than throwing pinecones at their fort and maybe knocking down a few sticks that were near her fort. It doesn’t sound like much of an attack to you, but this was like WWII to us. I can remember on hilarious occasion when we were building the base, my grandmother was helping us build and my cousin mentioned that a stick looked like “a butt”. My Grandmother was not happy with this at all and she made him go in the house for 20 minutes (This was like being sentenced to the death penalty to us). I was a soldier, so I stuck the 20 minutes out with him. After, we ate lunchables and watched dragon ball z. That’s what I used to do for fun. Shut Up, I was 5.

Best Show Evers

When I was a child, my favorite show was Ed, Edd n’ Eddy. I can remember the commercials coming on before the show premiered.  I was quite excited. The show is about a group of kids who live in a cul-de-sac. Almost every episode consisted of the Eds coming up with some crazy plan to scam the other children out of their money to buy jaw breakers. 99.9% of the time, the plan did not work. I can remember, each Friday, my family and I would go out to dinner, and I would be upset if I was not home in time for cartoon-cartoon Fridays. Cartoon-cartoon Fridays was a big event, which took place every Friday in which the characters from cartoon networks best shows, such as Ed, Edd n’ Eddy, Dexter’s laboratory and Courage the cowardly dog. I can even remember one time when they played cartoon cartoon Friday ALL weekend long! It’s safe to say that that was the greatest weekend of my 9-year-old life. But back to the show.  I remember watching numerous episodes and wanting to build some of the cool things that Double D would build. Double D was the brains of everything they did, eddy was the mastermind and Ed was the muscle. One episode, they turned Ed into a “Cool Kid”. Ed had poor hygiene, so they cleaned him up and gave him new clothes. They also gave him some cool lingo to say, such as “Ziggady Zag, what’s in the bag?”. I’m not exactly sure what that means, but it’s waaay cooler than anything you would ever say…  

Lame

Fear builds walls. K. So. If you’re afraid of stuff, it will limit what you’re able to do.  If you’re afraid of pancakes, ihop isn’t the place for you, because that stands for International House of Pancakes (I’ve never actually met someone who is afraid of pancakes). Most of this is filler because I don’t really feel like writing this blog. But yeah. Fear sucks. If people were fearless that’d be kinda cool. Cause then people could do whatever they want. For example, I am afraid of airplanes, so I will probably never leave the country unless it’s to Canada which doesn’t really count cause Canada is just New York with a lot of annoying, drunk hockey fans. Oh well. I think that fear can also be a good thing though because sometimes fear can save your life. Like…if you were like…afraid to go in a room where a bomb was about to explode, you’d probably be afraid for a good reason, and as a result, you’d stay alive. I also think that fear is fear and that makes no sense, I just need like 60 more words so I will now tell a story. Nevermind, I cant think of one. Okay, okay. One time zach and I went to matts and we hid in the red tent when other people came. However, we were simply saying we were in the red tent, when really we were in the green tent. It was pretty obvious that we were in the green tent however. K.

Nate Zobrest Top 10

Nate Zobrest Top 10

10. Nate’s house is in the perfect location, walking distance from a plus and bones.

9. Nate’s dad Larry rules.

8. He is a very funny person

7. If I don’t understand somethin on a count of my learnin not bein to great, he can explain it.

6. Nate’s basement creates hilarious situations.

5. Nate, like myself, enjoys admiring trees in the Joe Panza nature trail.

4. Nate owns a lot of dvds that I borrow sometimes which is cool

3. He knows erythang about football.

2. He is one of my best friends fo sho.

1. He has played on the same field as Ty Stoldts

WINNIN'

What is winning? Winning is when you don’t lose. Winning kinda rules. Losing kinda sucks. Winning rules because then you don’t lose…and losing sucks. Therefore, when you win, you don’t suck. Not all losers suck though. But all winners rule. I like to win stuff because it makes you feel like you rule. I don’t like losing stuff because then you feel like you suck. Some things I like to win are table tennis, ice canes and Ultimate Flight Wheel. I don’t like losing these things, cause that sucks. Winning makes you feel accomplished. That is pretty cool. It feels like all your hard work and preparation pays off. Right now, we’re figuring out how much money the first Pokémon movie would have made in todays world, which is a win, which rules. 

Thankful

Each thanksgiving, we must ask ourselves, what are we thankful for this year? This year when I am asked, I will say I am thankful for just about everything. I am thankful for all of my family and friends. I really think of thanksgiving as less of a holiday, and more of a time to spend time with my family. My friends are also very important to me because without them, life would kinda suck. I. I am also thankful that I have been given the gift of life. I think that thanksgiving should be a time where we look less upon material possessions, and be thankful of all the little things.  Take time to walk through the nature trail to see how beautiful all the trees are. Thanksgiving is should also be a time that we help out the less fortunate. Give as much as you can to food drives, not just around thanksgiving, but all year round. Some people cannot afford the price of food for their family, and that’s not right, especially on thanksgiving. People should focus less on what they don’t have, and be thankful for everything they do have. There’s no sense getting upset over things you don’t have, because usually, the only person who feels bad for you, is yourself. I really realize that when my family is over, I appreciate them a lot more (except for a few of them, that are rich, snobby, and a few other words I’d say but in school my free speech is limited). So this thanksgiving, I will be sure to be thankful for all of my family, friends and being able to live each day. So remember to think less about things you want, and focus on what you have and be happy that it’s yours.

Chrimbus!

My favorite holiday is easily Chrimbus. It’s my favorite time of year. For those of you who don’t know, Chrimbus is on the 25^th of December each and every year.  Each year I wait for Chrimbus music to come on the radio (which it already has) and for decorations to go up in stores because that means that means that Chrimbus time has come again! I really like Chrimbus time because it’s in my favorite season, winter. I like winter because everything looks so nice in the cold white snow. Chrimbus only adds to this, with all of the lights and decorations. The snowy town looks very nice, lit up by Chrimbus lights. I have to admit that I am a sucker for Chrimbus music. Each time I hear songs like “White Chrimbus” or “Rocking around the Chrimbus Tree” I begin to get excited for Chrimbus. I also get excited when I first see Chrimbus movies on T.V. It usually begins with Chrimbus Vacation, a classic. Because it is on a different channel each night, every night during Chrimbus time, my dad and I usually watch it 2-3 times a week during the weeks leading up to Chrimbus. My other favorites are Home Alone, The Santa Clause, and The Charlie Brown Chrimbus special. But the Pinkowski family’s favorite Chrimbus movie is A Chrimbus Story. We have the movie on VHS and the only time our old VCR gets use, is the Chrimbus season. I can honestly say that I have seen A Chrimbus Story over 100 times, easily. When it is on TBS for the 24 hour marathon on Chrimbus and Chrimbus eve, my eyes are glued to the T.V. On Chrimbus eve, my family and I all watch it at least once before we go to bed. And to be honest, I still cannot fall asleep on Chrimbus eve, so I watch it 3 or 4 times before I actually fall asleep. When I wake up on Chrimbus day, I walk down my staircase and the thing I do is wish everyone a very merry Chrimbus! I then sit down and watch A Chrimbus Story because my dad has already turned it on. Those are just a few reasons why Chrimbus is my easily my favorite holiday.

Three Quotes

"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today" - James Dean

I chose this quote because I feel that more people should live by it. I think people worry too much about what’s going to happen tomorrow, and completely ignore today. Everyone should take time to notice all of the little things in life that make it so great. However, you shouldn’t completely ignore the future. You can do anything you want to in this world, so don’t waste your potential.

“You will not be punished for your anger; you will be punished by your anger.” – Buddha

I chose this quote because I feel that you should try to stay as calm as you can, whenever you can. Usually, being angry will lead to a greater consequence than being calm. Most of the time, a lot can be avoided by not letting anything anger you. One thing you can’t let get to you are the words of others. One reason that this will help is because you will not be upset about it all day, you’ll simply put it in the back of your mind and continue your day. Another is that whoever said something won’t get the satisfaction of knowing that they made you angry.

“Nothing can bring you happiness but yourself” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

I chose this quote because I truly believe that the only thing between you and happiness is your mind. If you sit around all day being sad or angry, you’ll never be happy, simply because you don’t believe you can be.   

Lunch With Three People

If I could have lunch with any three people ever, the three I would choose would be, Bradley Nowell, the guy from the dos equies commercials, and Dave Chappelle. First off, I choose Brad Nowell because he is my all-time favorite musician. I choose the guy from the dos equies commercials because he is the most interesting man in the world and he would have crazy stories to tell. And I choose Dave Chappelle because he is hilarious. The meal would start off with some sort of ritual by the most interesting man in the world because he would probably have some weird thing like that to do. I would ask Brad a lot of questions about his life and his music. Dave would probably have some funny comments to say on everything someone says. Then, half way through the lunch, we would all hear a phone ring. It would be a phone call, for the most interesting man in the world. He would walk casually back to the table, only to tell us that we need to assist him in going to Brazil to deliver the baby of a rare species of animal. Before I could say no, a helicopter would come out of the sky and he would be pushing us on. The restaurant would understand the seriousness of the situation and let us go without paying. As the helicopter would fly away, I would realize that after this sentence, I will have enough words so I can stop writing this blog now.  

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is usually a very busy day in the Pinkowski household. It usually begins the day before. That is when my mother begins to make all of the food. She starts by defrosting the turkeys. My mom makes 3 of them, because my entire family comes over for dinner and it is quite a large family. She also begins to make pies and cakes. Last year, my cousin and I counted 14 varieties of pie and two cakes. My mom has always been known to make way too much food. When I wake up on thanksgiving morning, usually to the sound of the vacuum, I come downstairs to see that my kitchen has dishes all over the place and my mom is running back and forth, trying to make everything perfect. My sister usually cleans up the kitchen and living room as I clean my den. What does my father do during all this? My dad, who is half asleep all day, is usually playing online poker, and getting frustrated because he sucks at it. Once four o’clock hits, my family starts showing up, usually starting with my great aunt Deanna. By five, everyone is at my house, and to be honest, it’s quite annoying. I usually don’t eat much on thanksgiving, mostly due to the fact that most of my extended family annoys the hell out of me, and i cant stand to be around all of them for longer than an hour or so.  After dinner, everyone sits around and talks as I try to drop as many hints as I can to tell them to get out of my house. Once they leave, I help my parents clean up and put everything away and then they go to bed.

Dream Job

Many people often talk about their dream job. I however, decided that I will have no job when I’m older, other than being a millionaire. I have decided that the easiest way to do this is to go from store to store “slipping” on a wet floor and getting injured. This seems like the easiest job because all I’d have to do is get rid of all of their “wet floor” signs. This is going to be a painful life, but I’ll have a lot of money, and everything I’d want. And if I ever get myself in debt, another settlement check is just one broken arm away. This seems a lot more practical than college. When you go to college, you have to pay money, not make it. I think that everyone should do this. It makes the most sense. Why would you get a job when you can sit at home all day and be rich off of other people’s hard earned money? It’s called sharing the wealth. There is a system in which people on the bottom spend their whole life working and making  bank, and the people on top (Me) spend our lives collecting money from all of the people on the bottom. So that pretty much sums up my plans for life. I would recommend that each one of you go to the nearest wal-mart, find a puddle, and break your arm. Here are a few additional words to make my blog over 250 words.

Respek.

Respek. It’s a word that many people don’t use anymore. In fact, if you look up the word “Respek” in the dictionary, you’ll find that it’s been taken out. These of course, are words of my main man, Ali G. Ali G teaches respect in almost every episode of his hit show on HBO. Respect is something that Ali G feels is quite important. He believes you should respect everyone, no matter their race or gender. At the end of each interview, he usually give bones to his boys and says “Respect”. (Bones, in case you aren’t aware, is a “fist bump”, not to be confused with “fist pump” which is an obnoxious dance that obnoxious people do in clubs where obnoxious people hang out). So where was I? Oh yeah, Ali G. Ali G is a great show. My favorite episode is the first one, where Ali learns how to be a cop, Borat learns manners and how to date, and Bruno learns who is in and who is out. Oh, right, respect. I think respect rules. If you don’t have respect for something or someone, you won’t get very much props (street talk for respect).So, give props to your boys, props to yo gurls, and props to your homies. Also give props to your elders, they have been here a lot longer than you and are probably a lot smarter than you.   

Injury

One time in ajf i got hurt. i hyperexteneded my knee and partialy tore my acl. it hurt. and it was annoying because hospital workers suck and take forever to do everything. thats pretty much it. sooo...the rest of this blog is basically a filler. I wanna go see bob dylan nov. 6th. And tim and eric nov. 23. My plans for tonight are to go to carbones, then to the football game, dressed as ali g and interview keith mcshea. I will interview him in an ali g-like fasion as i will probably continuously call him todd mcshay, who is an espn reported. after that, i'll be chillaxing with my boys. sooo yeah. peace.

Bri-bri-bri-bri-briiiiii.

When I think of people who have guided me through my life, one person stands out. He is the person who has inspired me to everything I have ever done, ever. That person is Brian Stoldt. Brian is a freshman, but he seems like he should be part of the administration here at Alden. Brian is the quarterback for the JV bulldogs, and he was last year too…when he was in 8^th grade (Just like another famous person with the same last name!!!!!). Mr. Stoldt demonstrates all of the qualities of a natural born leader. Brian constantly shows that he ain’t never scared.  This is one of the qualities that I admire most about him. Another thing I like about Brian is his ability to stay cool under pressure. Brian has showed this strength multiple times, both on and off the field. Like this one time in online publishing, when being interviewed by legendary journalist, Zacharias Rogers. Brian was slammed with questions about his brother, King Tyler Stoldt, The First. How did he react you ask? He just answered them, without freaking out. Also, Brian is the brother of Ty Stoldts. So now, I will share a list of memories I have about B-ry. One time, I beat Brian at an intense game of madden when my parents had a party (which all the Stoldts attended!). That same night, we all played hide-and-seek. If I were to compare Brian to one person in the world, he would most definitely be the guy from the Dos Equies commercials, because he is the most interesting man in the world (of Alden Central School District). An interesting fact that you may not know about Brian is that Pink Floyd wrote a song on the album “The Wall” titled Brian. I will now type various lyrics from the song. “Brian, do you think they’ll drop the bomb? Brian Do you think they’ll like this song?.............................Brian should I trust the government?........Brian should I build the wall?  

My Free Time

Many people constantly wonder, "What does Ryan Pinkowski do in his free time?". Well I am here to tell you that do something that causes me to be so tired, that i cannot complete my blog's in this class, nor do i feel like it. That thing of course, is being a crime fighter. I am on the streets, every night combating the streets of alden. It is not an easy task, as alden is such a tough hood that almost 2 times a week, I find drug dealers and have to take them down. I am also about to let you in on a big secret. Carbones Pizzaria in alden, My "Place Of Employment", is actually a secret crime fighing agency, set up in the mid-80's to save the town from crack-cocaine. The second you walk into the walk-in freezer, you are sent down to the lab, which is 2 miles underground. When I report to work, I go to the lab. When the head of the organization, Dallas Champagne, gives me my asignment, i am off. My most recent assignment was not an easy task. I arrived at carbones, promptly at 3:00, and noticed that their was panic amoung my fellow employees. We learned of a giant stand off had taken place between the gangs of alden. It was worse than we feared, the two most BA gangs in alden, The "RUFF RIDERS" and The "M.O.B". President, Tony Carbone had to be called in to decide what to do in this one. I asked "Mr. President, what shall we do in this situation?" He replied, "Ryan, you, Vinnie and Erik must go get in one of the agency super cars and drive to downtown alden (A-Plus) at once!" We all quickly had to play it off, so customers continued to believe that this was a restaraunt. Vinnie said he was "Taking Out Garbage". Erik was "Having A Cigarette". And My excuse was that I was "On Break". We all sprinted out the side door and right to the "Ford Explorer". We drove to A-Plus and everything was quiet. We noticed that there was bikes, all around the A-Plus parking-lot, we instantly knew, they were in the store. We jumped out, and ran into a-plus. They were all bustin' gats and dealing drugs. I ran and tackled one of the hoodlems. At that moment, i felt something on my leg. I noticed that i had been shot. I passed out minutes later. When i woke up, i was back "Working" and making "Pizza". So that's why i can't do my school work. I was fighting crime and got shot. Sorry i was busy keeping this place safe.

10/18-10/22 Part 2

It was late one october night when nate bailey decided to go for a walk. Now nate, thinking that he is "the boss", decided he was too cool for sweatshirts, even though it was starting to get cold outside. Nate began to walk down the empty road when strange things started to happen. He first noticed that it sounded like someone was laughing at him, even though no one was around. He also thought, "Who could be laughing at me? i'm the boss!" He then looked down at his brand-new kicks and realized that they were now dirty, as if someone had stepped on them. He then though to himself that a boss CANNOT wear scuffed up kicks, so he turned around to go home. On the way home, he heard the laughter coming closer. He was now growing conserned and began to run. When he arrived at his house, he noticed something wasn't right. There were ghosts and monsters running around his yard. Nate then decided to hide behind a tree. He then realized that he had to do something to prove his status as a boss. So when one of the monsters got close, he pounced on it and began to punch it in the head, over and over. At that moment, the trick-or-treaters parents pulled nate off and called the police.

Goodleberg Cemetary

 A few years ago, my sister would always talk about going to goodleberg cemetary in Whales, New York. It is suposedly one of the most haunted cemetarys in the united states. After hearing her stories about this place, i thought that she was making it all up, and i constantly mocked her because of it. Then, my sister invited me to go, so i did. It was a pretty long drive there, and the sun was begining to go to down. The first thing i noticed was the sketchy staircase that was made of cement and it was in very poor condition. When we got in the actual cemetary, i saw that most of the head stones had been vandilized. The whole place was in rough shape. We walked around, looking at the large trees surrounding, and thats when i began hearing the sound of sticks breaking, as if someone were walking on them.We looked around and saw that we were the only ones around. Creepy, but not convincing. We kept walking, and we were all agreed that it felt like someone was following us. The sounds of sticks snaping also followed us, and it wasn't just us. We walked around a little more, nothing major really happened, other than us noticing something moving near the pond, but we figured it was an animal. The creepy part was when we went back to our cars and noticed that our cars has all steamed up. There were also small handprints, about the size of a baby's hand. This immedatley startled us because the cemetary is suposedly where a doctor in the 1800's burried the fetus' of un-born children, because he preformed illegal abortions.

Boss, Or Bust? Nathan Bailey.

This question has puzzled historians for centuries. Before answering the question, one must ask themselves, what is a "boss"? A boss is someone who has control over everything. This does NOT describe nate bailey. In order to be a boss, one must attend college, or be a genius. This is not a blog of hate, simply a blog of recomendation. I would recomend that nate no longer call himself "The Boss", but maybe something like "The Assistant Manager". I think that if we were to rank "Bosses" of the high school, nate would make the top 10, but that does not make him "THE boss". In order for nate to become the boss, he must attend college and major in something like business. I wish him luck in the future however, in his quest of becoming "The Boss"

Best Band Ever.

I listen to a lot of diffrent bands, but no band comes close to my favorite band, Sublime. They combine my three favorite types of music, Reggae, Ska, and Punk-Rock. I never really listened to Sublime until my freshman year of high school. Of course I had listened to their famous songs like, "Santaria", "What I Got", and "Doin' Time", but that was about it. It was freshman year when Record Theater went out of business, but not before having a huge sale. When i went, i saw that 40 oz To Freedom, Sublime, Robbin' The Hood were all on sale for under 5 dollars each. I went home and listened to all three cds that I had purchased and was immediatley interested. I went back a few days later to buy live albums Stand By Your Van, Everything Under the Sun and another studio album filled with unrelased material titled, Second Hand Smoke. I have listened to each album more times than i can count. I listen to Sublime literally everyday of my life. Some friends i have (Definately not Nate Zobrest, Justin Fudala And Mono Herter) often make fun of my love for the band, but i don't care. I have a vast information base of sublime knowlege in my head and i also got a chance to see Sublime with Rome over the summer.

Favorite Season

I'm not sure how to answer this question. During the summer, I would say that its winter, and during winter i will say that it is summer. I like the winter because I appreciate the way everything looks. Especially walking through the nature trail. I also prefer it to be cool usually. I also like summer though. I like talking walks late at night and still being able to wear shorts and a t-shirt. Also, summer generally means freedom to do whatever you want, whenever you want. My least favorite season i can tell you is spring. It’s like a taste of summer but you just can't do as much as you can in the summer, it really just kind of teases you. I guess that you could say fall is a happy medium. That is the best time to walk through the nature trail. All of the leafs have changed colors, the temperature is just right, and school still hasn't really set is.  I really like the season of fall now that i think about it. It's just overall a great season. Plus, it's the first of the NFL and NHL season. I look forward to every season though. Each season has a certain feeling to it. I am actually really looking forward to this winter the most though. Call me crazy, but I love snow.  

After another long and tiring day at the office, Jerry got in his car to make the long drive home. Working at the office was slowly driving him insane. It was friday which usually was good, but not tonight. Tonight, Jerry's wife was making him go to a dinner party at the neigbors house. Jerry not only despised his neigbors, but he just wanted to get home and relax. He came home to see that his house was unusually spotless, and the aroma was plesant. His wife walked in and immedately began to nag at him to get ready because the dinner party had been moved to their house. That was it. At that moment Jerry snapped. His wife told him to change into the tux, which he did, only because he thought he'd look BA. When his wife then told him to take out the garbage, he ran through the house, knocking everything off every shelf. His wife was startled and ran to the kitchen, but jerry ran after her. He then began to eat the plate which was set at the table. And then....blah blah blah.....divorce....blah blah blah....mental institution....blah blah blah.....aaaand he dies.

It all happen one saturday morning. Tom had just woken up from a crazy night, The groovy mysterious bowling tournament 20010(with phish), only to feel a little unsettled. He wondered if was still in this mysterious and groovy paralell universe, which was close to 20,000 years in the future, yet somehow in the 1970's (where everything was groovy and mysterious). He woke up in his own house which was a good sign. However, something still did not feel right. He looked around his room and noticed that his wallpaper was diffrent. He also looked down, only to realize that his carpeting had been replaced with hard-wood. He sat and thought for a while and decided to take a peek out the window. He was imedately shocked to see that there was nothing but the sea surrounding his house. He ran out his bedroom door only to realize that his entire house had a nautical theme to it. He wondered what to do, but then decided there was nothing else to do, but phish (pun intended).