Tuesday, September 25, 2012

What Can I Say? I'm Preference-ish-ist.

Don't ask. Suffice to say, my brother makes me laugh. Out loud.  

TASTE MY MACARONI OF DEATH!!! 

Yes, that was from him, too.

  I just realized (actually, that's a lie. I realized it soon after I published it) that my final Adventure of Billy Bob story post was really long. But I suppose it couldn't be helped. Actually, that is also a lie. I could have split it up into two posts, or more. But I wanted to get it done, so I crammed it all in there, like a sardine!

  THE AVENGERS IS OUT ON DVD TODAY!!!! *wild cheering erupts from around the globe* I didn't see it when it was in theaters, so I can't wait till we get it!! :D (b/c you know we will!) ;)

Aslkirhqanytahfakjyurtaywa,
Smiearuuytdjfgkerytvsnhdk,
Pqoiurnvhhjlkfsehtiyvdfhoi,

HEEEEEEYYYYYY, MACARENA!!!

SING IT WITH ME!!!!

TIOWEUVTSJADHFVAYAUJAS,
EORUVVPIQORYSKJUNVUYRT,
MHUSYLRUYKSLYRUEYEJHRUT,

HEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYY MACARENA!!!

  Aaaaaaaand cut. Yes, I know it's in Spanish, but even if my high school Spanish course allowed me to speak Spanish fluently, I still couldn't keep up with them.

And so, we babble.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH I ATE SO MUCH!!!!! I'M GOING TO EXPLODE!! AND THEN IMPLODE!! AND THEN EXPLODE AGAIN!!! and just create a general mess.

Now I go, perhaps to watch some Hawaii 5-0. Not the new one, mind you. 


Not that one. The old one, from '68. Although, being in season 5 as I am, it is now '72.



  In case you poked a q-tip too far into your ear and don't know what that last pic was, I'll tell you; it was a comparison of the cast, then and now. Although Kono, at the bottom, there? He was only in for the first four seasons. After that it was a guy named Al Harrington (in real life. In the show, his name was Ben), with whom my grandmother once had her picture taken! :D After Al, it was. . . . I have no idea. ANYWAY!! I have seen the first ep of the new series, and I like it, but I gotta say, I LOOOOOVVVEEE oldies, so the '68 version will always be my fave. ;)

Monday, September 24, 2012

The Adventures of Billy Bob: Part 5; In Which We Finally Finish the Story Whatever Way Possible

Let's see, where were we? It's been so long. . . . Ah! Yes. We left off here.
~~~~~
  After Fruit Loop hung up on Det. Abney, he decided to build a throne for himself out soft drink cans. Like this;

Or even this;

  While Fruit Loop was doing that, Caesar Salad grabbed a carrot and began singing into it, all the while admiring himself in the little mirror he carried with him at all times. Curtain Eyes, now free of the ceiling, began cleaning his bazooka. And Hop of course, just stood there looking blank, cradling his new-found "bunny" to his chest. 

  Billy Bob, a generally laid-back, easy-going, flighty fellow under normal circumstances, had finally had enough. What's more, he finally had a plan.

"Psst! Hey, Hop!" he whispered. 

  The big man looked down at Billy Bob, flabbergasted, as though he hadn't realized Billy Bob could talk. Which was of course ridiculous, as Billy Bob had just given Fruit Loop some advice approximately three and a half minutes ago. No one had ever said Hop was the brightest eco-friendly lightbulb in the package. And knowing him, they never would.

But I digress.

"Hey, Hop!" Billy Bob whispered again. "Did you see that?"

Hop's brow wrinkled in confusion. "See what?"

"Over there, back in that dark, shadowy corner of the store hidden from everyone else's view. I think it was a bunny!" 

Hop's head whipped around to scan said corner. He frowned again. "I don't see one."

"Well, it's hiding, you have to go find it."

"Ohhh." So Hop snuck towards the back of the store. He was impressively stealthy for someone with arms the size of tree trunks and the IQ of a lawn gnome. 

  After a moment of searching, and of course, coming up empty, Hop was discouraged, and suspicious of Billy Bob's story. "Are you sure you saw a bunny?"

"Yes, of course! You just have to look harder. Trying putting me down, I'm only getting in the way." 

  Hop looked suspiciously at Billy Bob once again. But Billy Bob gave him the most innocent of innocent looks, 
(like that, but a dude!)
and that seemed to satisfy the big guy. He set Billy Bob down, and continued the search for the bunny on his hands and knees, calling out, "Ooohhh, bunny! Where are yoouu?" every once in a while.

  Meanwhile, Billy Bob slipped away to the pharmaceutical section of the store. He quickly  ran his eyes over the assortment of pills and other healthcare items that covered the shelves. He was ignored the numerous vitamins, painkillers, hair-growth products, hair-removal products, diet pills, and cat food that was everywhere. He was only looking for one thing.

Nope, nope, nope. . . found it!

  He snatched a bottle from the shelf and read the label. Superhyperhumanbeing -- for all your ridiculous story-shorcut needs. Do not use unless you are completely out of ideas and/or patience, or are afraid of being mobbed by a bored cyber-audience.

Sounds perfect. He thought. He opened the bottle and shook a pill out onto his hand. It was very colorful. The pill, not his hand. Is that a tiny Superman symbol on it? Billy Bob wondered. He pushed the thought away and, before he had time to come up with a reason why NOT to do it, he popped the pill in his mouth and swallowed.

  Have you ever watched a cartoon where a character would eat or drink some sort of magic (or just really really hot) concoction, and almost immediately they're propelled into the air, and having a sort of seizure? Think Denzel Crocker from Fairly Odd Parents whenever he sees/says/thinks of fairies.





 Yeah. Like that.

  Well, that's more or less what happened to Billy Bob. One minute he was thinking of how terrible that pill tasted, and how he wished he'd taken the time to get some water, and the next minute, his body was flopping about on the floor in a completely involuntary manner, like a large ragdoll taken over by the ghost of a drunken kung-fu master with no sense of direction. It was an odd sight.

  After a moment, the immediate effect of the pill wore off, and Billy Bob hopped to his feet, feeling suddenly rejuvenated and impossibly strong. He felt he could take on a hundred men, and was somewhat disappointed he only had to take on four.  

 Shooting out of the isle, Billy Bob rocketed towards Hop, who, miraculously, HAD found a bunny in the back of the store. Hop was just about to pick the bunny up when he heard an odd noise and looked up. The noise was Billy Bob, shrieking as his muscles propelled him forward against his will, and at an astonishingly rapid pace.

  Hop hardly had time to wonder what in the world was going on before Billy Bob smashed into him, sending the big man flying through the wall of the store. The SWAT team positioned outside that particular wall were startled to see a large man flying at them amid large chunks of plaster, but they got over it quick, as SWAT team members are prone to do, and promptly tossed the dazed man into a prison truck they had waiting.

  Billy Bob didn't see any of this, however. You see, as soon as his body had crashed into Hop's, he had been catapulted to the right, and his newly-independent muscles had taken the opportunity to go rushing back to the main body of the store, where everyone else was. 

  Fruit Loop looked up from his throne-building. What was that noise? He threw a stray can at Caesar. "Hey! Be quiet! What's that sound?" The three remaining goons stopped to listen. It seemed to be getting closer. . . .

  Of course, you already know that the sound is Billy Bob, screaming his head off. But they didn't know that. So they weren't prepared when Billy Bob came streaking into the room (fully clothed, thank you so much). 

  And they weren't prepared when Billy Bob collided with Curtain Eyes, throwing the smaller man through the window and setting off the bazooka. 

  They still weren't prepared when the bazooka's blast demolished Fruit Loop's soft-drink throne, causing the cans to explode and the drinks to spray in every conceivable direction, and coat the surface of everything in delicious stickiness.

  And they certainly weren't prepared for SWAT to come bursting through the door after figuring that the situation couldn't deteriorate any further.

  Fruit Loop and Caesar Salad attempted to flee to the back of the store. They might have succeeded, except the floor was so sticky from the spilled pop they couldn't move. SWAT came over in their all-terrain-boots and handcuffed them on the spot.

  Det. Abney stepped through the door just as Billy Bob went shooting out of it. "I CAN'T STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooop. . . ." he wailed as he passed, his voice fading into the distance as he disappeared down the street. Det. Abney peered after him, then leaped to the side as a cow landed beside her, obviously having been thrown (accidentally) by Billy Bob.

"We're in the city, why is there a cow?" Det. Abney asked to no one in particular. Then she (or he, I didn't really give the detective a gender, did I?) shook her head and went to oversee the arrest and rights-reading of the captives. 

One Month Later

  Things were back to normal. Well, sorta. Billy Bob had an award from the city for helping foil the robbery, which he wore around his neck constantly. The manager of the store decided to turn the store into a pet shop after being unable to get rid of all the critters that came in to lick the pop off of everything. That old lady came back with her cats and was welcomed. Det. Abney got a promotion. And of course, Fruit Loop, Caesar Salad, Curtain Eyes, and Hop were all in jail. No one ever found out their real names, but hey. A happy ending's a happy ending. 

~~~~~~~~~~~

  And there you have it! The finally finished product. Yes, the resolution was a cop-out, but if that bothers you, go write your own ending for it. I'd love to hear it! :D

In the meantime, I have a tap lesson to go to. ;)

Thursday, September 20, 2012

FunFunFunFunFun!

hehehe :)

Soooooooooooo, today has been just grand! It started out pretty blah, as Thursdays usually do for me. But as I was in first period, I got bored and went on Twitter from my iPod. I saw on a One Direction fan update page thing that their new song had been leaked and was going to released today (it was supposed to be released this coming Monday). I was like 'woaaaaaaaah whaaat!?' My Directioner friend happens to have first period with me, so I leaned over to her and showed her the tweet. She looked at me with wide eyes and we commenced fangirling. But then I realized, how many times have stupid One Direction fan things been wrong?!....a. lot. So I started creeping all of the boy's Twitters, and they hadn't posted anything, except Harry had said that they were going to do a TwitCam (a live stream video). He didn't say that there was any announcement and I thought maybe it was a coincidence. Of course, I was in school so I couldn't watch it anyway. Then I noticed that Zayn had retweeted one of the tweets about said issue.
My friend and I commenced fangirling again!!! For the rest of the class we were soooooo excited. Near the end of class, I looked at Twitter again, and the official One Direction Twitter had tweeted about the video being released today. My friend and I commenced fangirling once again.

During last period, I have spare, so I was just chilling and I was getting annoyed cuz SOOO many people on Twitter were talking about how amazing the new video was. It was frustrating. I texted my friend (the one from first class) and she invited me over. I went to her house after school where we watched the new music video, watched other One Direction videos AND watched them live at the iTunes Festival in London. We spent two and a half hours non-stop fangirling. You CAN NOT say that we don't love One Direction. I was thouroughly exhausted after. It was amazing. They DIDN'T sing Live While We're Young (the new single) at the iTunes Festival though and that was depressing, but it was actually like watching the whole Up All Night DVD all over again! :') it was soo awesome! AND Niall made my life when he was talking about next years tour and said, "I hope to see some of you sexy people there!" I immediatley turned to my friend and said, "HE CALLED ME SEXY!" haha, it was intense.
Overall, my day was successful! :D

HERE IS THE MUSIC VIDEO IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE INTERESTED: Live While We're Young

toodles! :*

Des <3>

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Style


Because when we get something in our heads...it never quite goes away.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

So it begins. . . .

So, my mom, my brother, and I were in the car this morning driving to my mom's work, where we clean a little for CASH!! ;D

Anyway, we were driving, and as we approached a red light, we saw a group of university students standing on and by the divider in the middle of the road. They were raising money for people with Chronic Fibrosis. As you passed by them, you could "chuck your change" at them (as one sign they were holding said), if you were so inclined (we were.). But guess what they were doing as part of their attention-calling, we're-dancing-for-you-so-give-us-money dance?

Oppa Gangnam Style.

BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

It was the most awesome thing ever to watch!! XD

Us:
"Hey, what're all those young people doing there? What're they doing? Hey! That's......LOOOOL!!!!!!!!!!!"

And then we all died. Well, mom didn't, because she actually hasn't seen the vid. BUT she thought it was hilarious anyway. XD

And that's my interesting experience for the week. X)

Oh! Before I go, here's a parody, I suppose you would call it, of Oppa Gangnam Style. It's Oppa Hongdae Style. Basically, a guy just recreated the vid, but a little differently. X) lol I like it. Enjoy!! :D



Thursday, September 6, 2012

Our Generation. . . . Has Problems

PREPARE YOURSELF!! I am about to post two very popular videos. One is currently popular, the other was very popular a little over a year ago. They are simultaneously the most retarded, and yet the catchiest videos I've ever watched. I mean it. I could listen to them all day. XD

First, who of you remembers/has seen the meme for....................nyan cat?


It is comprised entirely of a gif of a Poptart/cat pooping rainbows as it runs through space to the tune of Japanese women singing the Japanese word for "meow" REALLY fast.

Me:
30 secs; "um ok."
1:00; "is that all they say?"
1:30; "I'll never get through 3 & 1/2 mins of this."
2:00; "this is dumb."
2:30; "why am I still watching this?"
3:00; "almost done."
3:30: "well that was retarded..........."
*play again*
"nyanyanyayayayayayanyanyan!!"

LOL true story.

Next up, which of you has heard of the recently popular KPop song.......Oppa Gangnam Style?


oh. my. word. SO odd. Especially the elevator bit. XD BUT SO FUNNY!! XD I LOVE the dancing!! XD BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! ooooohhhh gosh, why can't I stop watching it? X)

Again, I was like:
"Alright, what's all this talk about Oppa Gangnam Style? I should check it out."
30 secs; "Oook..."
1:00; "this has to be popular for a reason! what was that dancing thing they mentioned?"
1:30; "....ah, I see."
2:00; "WHAT THE HECK IN THE ELEVATOR??"
2:30; "...hehe."
3:00; "heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey, sexy lady!!"
3:30; "op, op, op, op, op, oppa gangnam style!!"
4:00; "LET'S WATCH IT AGAIN!!!!!"

Well, that's my non-rant against the music tastes of our generation. One day our grandkids will look back on this and think, "What the heck, grandma?" and "REALLY NOW, grandpa?"

Oh, I must be off. Until next time, my minions!! XD

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

100 for 100 Challenge

  Hello all you fine people! I have a proposal for you. NO, NOT THAT KIND!! A proposition, you might say. I'll briefly spell it out, but go here to learn the details.

*puts on her announcer's outfit, and begins to speak rapidly in an announcer's voice*

  Do you like writing? Are you having trouble finding the time? Do you want to succeed at something? If you answered "yes" to any of these questions, then you'll love the 100 for 100 Writer's Challenge! 

  The 100 for 100 Writer's Challenge is a new product from Intelligent And Creative Minds. It's clean. It's effective. And it's easy to use! Just take your struggling story, and write 100 words in it for 100 days. That's write (haha, a pun)! Just 100 words for 100 days! Spend 10 minutes a day in free-flowing creativity, and by the end of our quick and effortless program, you'll have written 10,000 words! 


Don't believe me? Visit Go Teen Writers blog for details!


100 for 100 challenge. Must join by Monday, September 10th, no exceptions. Must write every day. A one-day-a-week grace period applies. All ages and genres accepted. Batteries not included. 

*changes back into normal clothes and voice*

Well, there you have it. I joined. Will you?



*author's note: I don't know if I'm even allowed to put this picture up, so I'll say this: All the credit goes to the authors of the Go Teen Writers' blog and the creators of the 100 for 100 challenge! I own nothing! 

p.s. yes, that's right. I put the link in there twice. I wanted to make sure you wouldn't miss it!

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

The Adventures of Billy Bob: Part 4; Big Words and Morons Shouldn't Mix


  SO! After a brief hiatus, caused by my own ADD, I am back to continue the tale of the poor unfortunate Billy Bob. If you missed parts 12, or 3 (not that they're incredibly hard to find, just scroll down, lazy butts!), then click on the link hidden in the corresponding numbers I just supplied you with, and you will be taken there post-haste!!

Anyhow, to continue our story...
~~~~~
  In a matter of minutes, Jim had swept up all the dust to Fruit Loop's satisfaction. Suddenly, the phone rang again. Fruit Loop picked it up. "Gerald's Green Grocer, home of Gerald, Geraldine, and Gerard, lmtd. May I help you?"

"Carl? It's Det. Abney. What was that big boom before?"

"Ah, just a little disagreement Det. Dabney. None of the hostages are hurt. . . . yet."

  The other robbers chuckled in a menacing way, causing most hostages to hide in the giant piles of confetti in which they were already sequestered. Billy Bob's legs became as wobbly as jello on a jackhammer in the middle of an earthquake. Not that it mattered, as the spaghetti noodles in question weren't touching the floor anyway. 

  Fruit Loop continued. "I have here--" he stopped and motioned to Caesar Salad, who handed him a piece of paper, "here, a list of our demands. Meet them, and everyone goes home happy. Don't, and they won't." 

"It's Det. ABNEY!! Ah, I mean. . . .Alright, lets hear them." 

"First, four million dollars, in small, non-sequential bills."

Ooh. Billy Bob thought. Sequential. That's a big word. These guys mean business!

"Second, a helicopter, fully stocked with survival equipment, and chocolate. Also, a pilot. And thirdly. . . ."

  There was a long pause. Everyone was tense. It was a pretty tall order already. What outrageous demand would be made next? Would the police ever fill it? WOULD THEY EVER MAKE IT OUT ALIVE?!?!?

Suddenly, everyone looked at Billy Bob with an expression akin to this:



 and he realized he'd been narrating out loud. Billy Bob was sheepish, though Hop would argue he was bunny-ish. But that's beside the point.

"Sorry." Billy Bob said. "Please, do go on."

Fruit Loop just grunted and turned back to the phone. "And thirdly. . . ."

Another tense pause, for the same reasons as the ones stated above. . . .

"Some pizza, I'm starving."

  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Except Det. Abney. "You. . . DO realize you are in a grocery store?"

  Fruit Loop looked around. "Riiiiight. Well played, Det. Albany, well played. ALRIGHT! You're off the hook for demand #3. But I expect that money and my helicopter here within. . . ." he paused and looked at his minions. "What's a good amount of time?"

  Caesar Salad, Hop, and Curtain Eyes (still stuck in the ceiling where he'd been left) all shrugged and shook their heads. The sudden movement caused Curtain Eyes to fall out of the ceiling, crashing to the floor with a--well, with a crash.

  Fruit Loop moaned and facepalmed for the second time that evening. . . afternoon. . . time period. 

"I'm surrounded by MORONS!" He wailed, and proceeded to chuck a fit.

  Billy Bob was getting tired of the obviously inept robbers taking up his time. Ok. time to take things into my own three hands! Wait, three hands?!?!? Oh, that one's Hop's. Well alright then. INTO MY OWN TWO HANDS!!

"Erm, hi, yes." Billy Bob addressed Fruit Loop.

  The leader of the idiots I MEAN dangerous and highly skilled thieves, Fruit Loop, turned to glare at our hero. "What? What is it? Can't you see I'm chucking a fit over here?!?"

"Ah, yes, I do see that, but the detective is still on the line, and since you have not yet set a time frame, I thought I might offer my services." 

  That was probably the longest sentence Billy Bob had spoken out loud since he'd been nominated Employee With Worst Breath. Come to think of it, that's probably why everyone at the ceremony suddenly collapsed. Oh well.

"Hmm. . . . Fine. Why not? Quick! Give me a time!!"

"Er. . . say, an hour. AND A HALF! Yes, an hour and a half."

  Fruit Loop shrugged. "Why not?" he lifted the phone to his mouth. And ear. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hear the detective on the other end. "Alright, detective. You have an hour. And a half. Or else." 

Then he hung up.

GASP! What will--oh, nevermind. Figure out your own questions. I need some sugar. . . .

Sunday, September 2, 2012

My Decorating Obsessions and A Random Quote: Part 3

I went to this thrift store that I had never tried before and found some goodies! I got a few books (if you want to read about those you might want to keep an eye out on SOI), a picture and a picture frame. This is the picture frame:


Personally, I think it's a little gaudy, even for me. But for five bucks I couldn't turn it down. So my course of action was to spray paint it. I had a little spray paint left over from another project that will possibly make an appearance on this blog at some point. It was just enough to cover the frame with paint, after I ripped up a pop box and covered the backing.

If only I had thought to cover my clothes. Don't worry though because those same capris had a grass stain too; the paint and the grass stain came out with this Oxy Clean max force spray. I didn't tell my mother though because she's always harping on me to wear old clothes for spray painting and I couldn't bear to see that smug smile.

ANYWAYS I'M RAMBLING!


As you can see it left a little ring of black paint on the grass that my Dad absolutely HATES! I don't know why, but let's just hope he doesn't go back there until some of the paint wears away. The finished product:


That picture is the other thing I got at the thrift store, and those other oval frames I got from a variety of garage sales. I think I posted about them here. I'm not completely sure of it yet, but I'm leaving it there for now. I think I might paint those gold frames black as well. What do you think, should I paint them?
And here's kind of a bad picture (but whatever) of the up close flower detail around the edge. And that concludes my frame project! I still have to put something in the frame, but I'm not sure what I want in there yet. Any ideas?

Here's your quote (well it's not really a quote, but whatever I thought it was funny).
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