*Walks back onto the stage* Yep another article from another magazine. Since Christmas is next Friday this is the best time to share such a thing. This did come from a woman's magazine, but its not like men don't have Christmas trees too.

If your tree is decorated with...A single theme, such as snowflakesor Santa Collectible you've amassed over the years. Ornaments that match other decorations around your home. You're an Explorer: Wanderlust may be your middle name. How to explain your tree's well-thought-out-theme? It reflects your foresight, a quality that comes in handy during your travels after all, anticipating bumps in the road is the best way to dodge them! Truth is, despite your travels, you're a homebody at heart: Soaking up all the world has to offer helps you appreciate your everyday world all the more!

If your tree is decorated with...White lights, Ornaments of roughly the same size, a hint of tinsel. You're a disciplined go-getter! You approach tasks with amazing focus and refuse t be undistracted until every detail falls into place. In fact, your light decorating touch shows an unpretentious aesthetic that's further proof of how disiplined you are: For you, anything excessive, such as over-the-top baubles only gets in the way. No wonder your tree is just about as tasteful as nature intended!

If your tree is decorated with...Heirloom or tradional family ornaments, baubles your kids picked out, photos of loved ones. You're a compassionate confidante! Your warmth and good judgement have everyone looking to you for advice. What's more, they know that they can count on your words to be even-handed: Rather than reflect one aesthetic, your tree shows off the tastes and experience of your whole family, revealing an open-mindedness that makes you the wisest of confidantes.

If your tree is decorated with...multicolored or blinking lights, cartoon inspired or humorous oranaments, a unique scene-stealing tree-topper. You're a creative whiz! An imaginative and quick-witted, you delight friends with you humor and cleaver ideas. You have creativity oozing out of every pore and are always expressing it: Just look at your tree! That's why you're the go-to-person for out-of-the-box ideas and swift solutions to nagging problems.

If your tree is decorated with...Garlands galore, strings of popcorn or cookies, faux snow or glitter you spray on. You're am ultra-flexible dynamo! Not one to be slowed down by obstacles large or small, your adaptability keeps you moving foreward. The whimsical popcorn and cookie ornaments that give your tree its character are a nod to the kid inside part of the duality that makes you the flexible thinker you are. Able to change your plans on a dime and tap into your childlike enthusiasm, you can get anything done in a flash!

Well I hope that those of you who celebrate Christmas have a merry one, or Winter Solstice, Kwanzaa, Chanukkah.

According to an article from a Women's magazine, "DB why do you read those?" Umm, yeah I am a young woman, well that and my grandma sometimes buys the magazine anyway. According to the article when you go to a zoo the first animal that you go to see says a lot about your personality. I wouldn't really know since I've never been to a zoo.

Seals or Walruses: You're a playful Charmer! Adorable, with a penchant for tricks these seagoing charmers mirror your own easygoing spirit. "You love sports just as much as high-brow cultural events because both arenas capture emotion and encapsulate life," In other words you not only fit in everywhere, but you're also the life of every party.

Apes and monkeys: You're a super-smarty! Like our ultra-clever and always sociable primate cousins, you're as introspective as you are outgoing. it's a duality that shows how complex and confident you reallly are.

Elephants and giraffes: You're an adventuroous leader! Far from the big-game hunters on safari, you're an adventurer of a different stripe, looking for experiences instead of prey. "The sheer size of elephants andgiraffes is daunting to most people but to you, it represents your wildly varied interests," Strong willed, you're also a great leader who's always up for a challenge!

Bears and polar bears: You're a mysterious nutrurer! Like a mama bear, you're fierce protecter of loved ones, but just as approachable as a stuffed teddy! Maybe that's why you relate to children as well as your peers. Generous as you are, you also need time to yourself much like hibernating bears, and while your kind heart may be plain as day, you still keep a mystique swirling about you!

Crocodlies or reptiles: You're a free-spirited artist! Physically, they're the least like us, so a love of reptiles means your're someone who look for appeal that's more than "scale-deep." It's no wonder you tend to be a highly creative, out-of-the-box thinker.

Lions and Tigers: You're a sensitive introvert! It's not the outgoing flok who are attracted to look-at-me lions and tigers it's more often the most soft spoken. "You're drawn to the big cats because they represent the wilder part of yourself" Just like the royals of the animal kingdom, you exude a regal, sophisticated persona. Quiet, but sure of your own voice, you're as captivating as the most ma jestic of cats.

Well that will be all for now, later *Brings down a curtain*

I severly doubt that many people will bother to even read this but either way here you go.

http://www.history.com/content/thanksgiving/thanksgiving-facts

No pictures this time, Happy Thanksgiving pple.

To change the order in which I go about posting my blogs, here's something a little different a blog filled with jokes, enjoy.

1. Discipline...

One Sunday in a Midwest city a young child was acting up during the morning worship hour. The parents did their best to maintain some sense of order in the pew but were losing the battle. Finally, the father picked the little fellow up and walked sternly up the aisle on his way out. Just before reaching the safety of the foyer the little one called loudly to the congregation, "Pray for me! Pray for me!"

2. Blind Date

Joe sets up his friend Michael to go on a blind date with a friend of a friend of his. But Mike is a little worried about going out with someone he's never seen before. "What do I do if she's ugly?" says Mike, "I'll be stuck with her all night." "Don't worry," Joe says, "just go up to her door and meet her first. If you like what you see, then everything goes as planned. If you don't just shout 'Aaaaaauuuggghhh!' and fake an asthma attack. That'll give you an excuse to cancel the date right then and there." So that night, Mike knocks at the girl's door and when she comes out he is awe-struck at how beautiful and sexy she is. He's about to speak when the girl suddenly shouts: "Aaaaaauuuggghhh!"

3. Planet Sun

This redhead, brunette, and blonde were talking about space travel. They started talking about which planet they'd go to if they could travel in space. The redhead said,"I'd go to Mars, because it is red, like my hair." Then the brunette, not to be outdone, said,"Well I'd go to Saturn, because it's got all those groovy rings." Finally, the blonde spoke up. She said,"I'd go to the Sun." The redhead and the brunette laughed. The redhead said,"Number one, the sun is not a planet." "And number two," the brunette finished,"you'd burn up." The blonde said,"Well duh! I'd go at night!!!"

4. Signing Checks

Mr. Schwartz was the oldest of 7 children, so he had to quit school and work to help support his younger brothers and sisters. He never learned to read, so when he married and started a checking account, he signed his checks simply "XX". Eventually he started his own business, which immediately prospered. He soon was a very rich man. One day, he got a call from his bank. "Mr. Schwartz," said the banker, "I need to ask you about this check. We weren't sure you had really signed it. All these years you've been signing your checks 'XX', but we just got one that was signed with three XXX's..." Mr. Schwartz answered, "No problem, my friend. It's just that since I've become so wealthy, my wife thought I ought to have a middle name."

5. What The Job Ad Says; What It Means, Part I

Ground floor opportunity

-Lousy job with a company that will file bankruptcy within a year

Progressive company

- Employees get to wear jeans every other Friday

Team player

-Must deal with dangerously territorial coworkers with rabid personalities

Upbeat personalities

-Must neither threaten us with any kind of lawsuit nor use the drug alcohol rehab benefit within the first year

Word processing skills essential

-There is a crippling case of carpal tunnel syndrome in your future

Public Relations Receptionist, Professional appearance important

-$20 K a year job that requires a $100K year wardrobe

Salary range $24K to $32K

-The salary is $24K

Will train

-Prior conviction of a felony or two, no problem

BA required, MA preferred

-Must be a MA willing to work for a BA salary

Civil service

-This job was filled from the inside six months ago

Well I hope that maybe someone got the joke's but if not I won't say that I've failed, entertaing people isn't my job, well later.

Okay since all of you asked so nicely, I figured why not blog about another folktale. For the record this stroy was not written by me.

THE SHEPHERD AND THE GIANTS (a Danish folktale)

Once upon a time two young boys grew up on the wild, windy moors of Jutland. They were shepherds. Jorgen, the older boy, was hard-working, but his brother, Tyge, always sought adventure, and finally he convinced Jorgen to journey into the world. "We'll go to Rome and bring our mother blessings from the pope," Tyge said. So off they went. This was summertime and the days were hot, so the boys slept then and journeyed by night. Jorgen, however, worried about robbers and other troublemakers on the roads, so sometimes they took turns, one sleeping in the woods while the other guarded, armed with a gun. One night Tyge was keeping watch, listening to animals in the brush. When the moon rose, he found himself staring at snouts and whiskers and big round eyes, but soon he was bored, so he climbed a tall tree to see what he could see. In a small valley close by, he spied a fire, and around that fire sat three enormous giants gnawing at big shanks of meat. Tyge watched a while, and finally he decided to play some tricks on them, for he did not much like giants. So he aimed his gun at one of the giant's forks and pulled the trigger. Tyge was a fine shot, and the bullet struck the fork handle so hard, the giant stabbed himself in the chin. "What have you done?" the giant shouted at the one beside him. "I didn't do a thing," protested the second giant. "You're just clumsy!" The two began to argue, their faces turning red with rage. Tyge reloaded his gun and fired, and a bullet hit the second giant's fork, which burst into pieces. He began to scream, but the third giant growled, "Stop! It's no use our fighting. We must act as one if we wish to take over this land."Tyge could not hear their words, but he could see they were planning something, so he shot at the third giant's fork, which flew out of his mouth and straight into the air and landed on the first giant's head. "Someone's playing tricks on us," the third giant roared. "I'll find out who it is," and before Tyge knew what was happening, the giant was there at his tree, scooping him into his gigantic hands and carrying him back to his brothers.

Tyge begged the giant for his freedom, but giants aren't particularly kind, and they didn't care for his pleas. But then the third giant had an idea. "We'll spare you on one condition. You sneak into the king's castle and open the courtyard gates. The princess's room is directly across the courtyard. Go to her room and open the door. We plan to kidnap her and win this kingdom." Tyge had little choice, so they all they set off for the castle. The giants lowered Tyge over the ramparts, into the palace courtyard. As he was walking toward the princess's room to open the gate, he spotted a large silver sword in a silver sheath. Beneath this was a drinking horn, engraved with this message: "Whoever drinks the wine I hold "Can wield the sword above "And if this drinker be so bold "He'll slay three giants and win a maiden's love." So Tyge drank from the horn and pulled the sword free. Then he crept to the princess's room and opened the door. The moment he saw her there, sleeping peacefully, he was enraptured, and he sighed with longing. Oh, she was so lovely; he wished to have a memento of her, and so he picked up her lace handkerchief and tore it in half, and he took one of her golden slippers that sat beside her bed. "This way I shall remember the princess, though I know a princess could never love a poor shepherd." But he knew he could slay those giants. He hurried back to the courtyard gates to greet them. "I cannot open the top of these gates," he said, "so bend down and I'll pull you inside through this part below." The first giant stooped and slipped halfway in, and before he knew what was happening, Tyge chopped off his head with the sword and pulled him inside. When the second giant stooped and leaned in, Tyge chopped off his head, too, and he greeted the third the same way. All three giants were dead!

It was nearly daylight now, so Tyge hurried back to his brother, taking the sword with him, and once again they set off on their journey. They traveled through autumn and into winter. After a short stay in Rome, they set off for home. The next spring they returned to the same forest and stopped for the night at an inn. The innkeeper asked them for news of their travels, for you see, the princess had been seeking the man who had killed the giants, and every innkeeper in the land was duty bound to ask each traveler to tell his tale. "There's not much to tell," Jorgen said, "though we slept in these woods one night last summer." The innkeeper had heard too many travelers' tales, and none had amounted to much, so he barely listened. However, word reached the princess that there were two young men who had visited the forest last summer when the giants were killed, and so she set off for the inn to find out more about these fellows. When she saw Tyge, he was wearing the silver sword. "Young man," she said, her face as beautiful as Tyge had remembered, "where did you get that sword?" Tyge was certain he would be punished for stealing the sword, and he felt so afraid, and so charmed as well, he could not speak. "Guards," the princess said, "since this man will not speak, search him." When they did, they found the princess's torn handkerchief and her shoe. "Send for the king," the princess said, but Tyge saw that she was smiling, and he felt a shiver of pleasure. He thought she might not be angry after all, and then he remembered those words on the horn. Sure enough, the king arrived and settled the matter. Tyge had saved the land from giants, and for this he earned half the kingdom and the bride's hand in marriage, and they all lived happily ever after. That's the way it is with those who are brave.

Well I hope that all of you who read this story have enjoyed your reading. later.

*Pulls up a chair and sits down* Yes that's right the story blog is back again, after...6 months or something, anyway on to the story.

SNAKE'S TALE (a Southern African folktale)

Long ago, little Mantis crawled across the dry earth, his throat parched, his eyes bulging. He was not alone; the other animals were thirsty too. Rain had stopped falling. It had been so long since they had seen showers, the youngest creatures did not even know what rain was, and when their parents spoke of rain clouds and storms, the young looked bewildered. Now as the sun set, Moon looked down on the poor animals and felt such pity, she decided she must caution them. And so she called down to little Mantis, who looked up at her call. "Go with your children and all the beasts to another land," Moon called. "But where?" Mantis asked, and the sound of his voice was scratchy, for his throat was parched, as dry as the ground at his feet. "Walk toward me," Moon said. "As I set, I will lead the way. Tell all the others to gather their belongings, and we will depart before dawn. "Mantis quickly ran here and there, spreading the word to the birds and beasts and every single insect he could find. "Pack your things. Gather your husbands, your wives, sisters and brothers and all your children. Moon will lead us out of this land. Moon says that soon this land will be nothing but desert, and if we want to survive, we must depart. The elephants, hearing the news, raised up their trunks, and their loud trumpeting sound shook the land, so that everyone came out of hiding places -- from hives and tree trunks, from beneath the ground, from caves and crevasses. "Where will we go?" they asked.

Mantis stood up proudly before everyone. "We shall follow Moon," he declared. Everyone was ready, but suddenly Mantis noticed Snake. Now in those days Snake was just like other animals; he too had legs. And he had family, too, but he was not packing or gathering or preparing. "What are you doing, Snake?" Mantis asked. "You have not gathered your family. You have not packed your things. You must hurry! Soon Moon will be leaving, and we must follow." Snake yawned. He was a lazy fellow, and the notion of moving far from his home did not appeal to him. Besides, he was confident soon all would be well. Why bother doing anything? Sooner or later, rain would come to the land again. Surely the drought would end and plants would grow. "I'm too tired to bother with moving," Snake said grumpily.

"You must go with us," Mantis insisted, and his eyes bugged out even bigger and wider than they usually did. "Please, Snake, don't be foolish. You can't stay here. You'll die of thirst." Snake yawned once more. "I'm staying, Mantis. It's late, and it's dark, and I need my sleep. Please don't make too much noise as you're leaving." Mantis tried to persuade him to change his mind, and so did some of the other creatures of the veldt: the springbok and meerkats, the cheetahs and the lions, the elephants and baboons, the giraffes and the ostriches. But Snake yawned in everyone's face, and then he curled up and fell asleep beneath a rock, and when he awoke, everyone was gone. Now Snake looked around. It was true, the grass was shriveling, and soon it would be gone altogether, and he might not have a nice bed. And the fat little frogs had decided to leave with the others, so now what would he eat, he wondered. Then he thought, "I'll figure it out later." But the days passed, and then the weeks, and still rain did not fall, and all the grass dried up and blew away in the dry dusty winds. By now Snake was starving. He had never felt such sharp pains in his body, and he could not stop his children's cries. And so at long last he decided he must follow the others. He would move in their footsteps. Perhaps they were wise, after all. And so he packed up his family, and together they set off to find a land of water and friendship.

The drought had gone on for so long by this time, the land was only desert, and as they walked, Snake's feet, and his family's feet, too, sank into the footsteps left behind by the others. The hot sand scratched at their bellies, and every step felt like it might be their last. That evening, as Moon rose over them, Snake looked up. "Oh Moon," he cried, "I am so sorry I did not listen to your wise words. I worshipped the sun, and now it is the sun that will be my destruction. Please help save me and my family!" The Moon, always kind, looked down on poor Snake and his family, and felt such terrible pity for the miserable creatures that she had to do something. She said, "I will make you able to survive this world." At that moment Snake looked down and saw his legs shriveling up; soon they disappeared altogether. Then he saw his body growing thinner and sleeker, shiny, too, and when he lay down upon the desert sand, he discovered he could slide across it without sinking. He turned and saw that his family had also been transformed, and so together they set off across the hot sands and found their way to the other animals. Snake's body stayed this way forever, and he remained shy. He still hides from the others, for he feels shame for not believing in the Moon. But he has never stopped loving the sun, and no one knows if he has really changed his lazy ways.

*Twirls back into the darkness* Later, people.

At first I was going to make this blog, about ranting, but ended up feeling selfish, which might sound strage to some but I can't help how I feel, so as to drive the attention away from myself here's a blog with some links to different news stories. So if you want to read the articles than go ahead.

Article 1: "A Sailor's Story:

http://www.pressofatlanticcity.com/opinion/commentary/article_71d4799a-b727-11de-9ce4-001cc4c002e0.html

Article: 2 "Witch children"

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/10/18/african-children-denounce_n_324943.html

Artilce 3: More planets to see

http://www.japantoday.com/category/world/view/32-more-planets-discovered-outside-solar-system

Last of all comics, enjoy.

Later.

It only took me, the better portion of last month, but after consistingly contributioning I've finally leveled up. Though I can't say I'm thrilled with the title not really a Spongbob Squarepants fan. However this is now a higher level and it's about time I reached a new one. Too bad it will take longer to reach 39, and I don't feel like putting in the work, not all at once more like in some amounts. I'm trying to hold on to my ego better known as my emblems and submission status, so I'm being stuck up a little so what.

Labor Day: Not exactly a day of doing anything, well my mother did come over to visit, and told us about her bad back and denture problems. Sad in a way she let herself go in that department. Not that she ever had pearly whites in the first place. Bye Bye Gabage Disposer: Unfortunely ours no longer works it was so wored out that you couldn't throw potato skins into the thing. So now any lefted over food goes into the trash. Medical field or criminal justice or something else- Which field will win out? Well until I make a descion, I'll blog about that later, maybe.

A month believe it or not has passed. Don't "boo" me! Anyway moving on to the blog.

Energy: Tropical Citrus (b+ guarana)

"They say a little energy can take you a long way, and if there's anyone who knows that, it's our all-american girl Carrie Underwood. She's gone from rocking out the church aisles in Checotah, Oklahoma to taking over the spotlight in the world's largest arenas. So how does Carrie dazzle adoring fans, smile in hi-definitiion, and still manage to go multi-platinum twice. She grabs this bottle that's packed with b vitamins and gurana...it helps her keep a grip on the wild carnival ride she calls life. Aside from all those trophied, its earned her nicknames like "care bear", the "horse whisperer", and "bottled lighting", and you know what they say down south..."The smallest chillies pack the biggest punch."

Defense: Raspberry-apple (c+zinc)

If you've had to use sick days because you've actually been sick then you're seriously missing out, my friends. See the trick to stay healthy and use sick days to just umm, not go in, and this combinatiion of zinc and fortying vitamins can help out with that and keep you healthy as a horse so drink up. Remember don't overdo it on the coughing and sniffling (big rookie mistake) Just stick with the ever elusive "24-hour bug." The symptoms are vague and people will actually encourage you to stay home.

Formula 50: Grape (50% Daily Dose)

Thanks to this formula that's packed with 50% of your daily dose of key nutrients, 50 cent is able to accomplish anything he sets his mind to. That said, there's a discussion that needs to happen now...Would it be "President 50" or "President cent"? Now President 50 has a nice ring to it especially there being 50 states and all (purely coincidental) On the other hand, President Cent would work perfectly with the slogan "The buck stops with the cent." While you, the people debate this, 50 will be working on more important business...getting his platinum records framed with the presidential seal.

Revive: Fruit punch (b+potassium)

If you woke up tired, you probably need more sleep. If you woke up drooling at your desk, you probably need a new job. If you woke up with a headache on a ferris wheel at the Idaho state fair, wearing a toga, you probably need answers, not to mention this product. It's got potassium and b vitamins to help you recover and feel refreshed- kind of like in those old irish spring (registered) soap commericals. If you're like our boss, Mike and woke up married to an Elvis impersonator, you probably need a lawyer.

Well until whenever I blog again, later.

This is not a monthly blog, but a people helper blog you could say.

1. Reach out to a friend who's feeling down

Experts find that helping others is a sure way to make us feel good about ourselves. Even writing a "thinking of you" e-mail to an old friend can do the trick!

2. Chose your Theme song

Pick one with uplifting lyrics that remind you of what you would like your life to be like.

3. Take a walk in the park.

An incredible 90% of study participants who took 30-minute walks in nature reported increased self-esteem.

4. Take a look...

At these beaties. Master painters Renoir and Rubens painted beautiful ladies with "real woman" figures. And looking at them has been shown to make us feel great!

Well here's a song link, click if you want I don't care either way.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cD4TAgdS_Xw

Beatle's a hard day's night.

Raise the roof, it is story time!

THE TREE OF THE MAGICAL LEAVES (a Chinese folktale)

Once upon a time in a village in China, a greedy man known as Fuhua worked for the emperor as a tax collector. Fuhua so loved owning things that he sometimes changed the laws of the land to suit his whims. So if a man had no money to pay his taxes, Fuhua might take away his wagon or one of his goats or, sometimes, even his house. He did not care if he left others with nothing, and he often squirreled away some of the money he collected for himself. Fuhua's greed was well-known, and before long word spread from village to village, so although Fuhua's village was beautiful, no one wanted to live there. They feared the terrible tax man would take everything from them. Now in a neighboring village there lived a man named Minsheng who had a clever son named Liwei. The family was poor, but Minsheng dreamed his son would become important one day. He taught him to be generous and inventive, and Liwei grew up to be a fine young man. One day as he was listening to the villagers gossip, he heard the story of Fuhua, the greedy tax collector, and Liwei decided he must find some way to expose the man and punish him. For months he pondered what he might do. He could not simply tell the emperor tales of the man. The emperor would never listen to a mere peasant. After all, this was why Fuhua could go on doing what he did. No, Liwei would have to outsmart the tax man. And at long last he came up with a plan. At dawn, before the others in his family were awake, Liwei went into his father's garden and dug up a small pear tree with glossy green leaves. Then he hurried toward Fuhua's village, careful to arrive at the house on the day when Fuhua made his tax-collecting rounds. "You'll have to pay something," Fuhua said coldly. "What do you have?" Liwei looked at his pear tree. "Only this magical tree," he said. "Nothing else." "Magical, you say?" Fuhua liked the sound of a magical tree; perhaps this was something he might want. "It's a marvel," Liwei said. "Whoever touches the leaves of this tree to his forehead becomes invisible for the next several hours."

"Is that so?" Fuhua said, and he looked the tree and the boy up and down. "If you want to stay here, you will have to give me your tree. I cannot let you live here without paying something for the privilege." Before Liwei could even respond, the tax collector snatched away the tree and hurried home. There he plucked a leaf and held it to his forehead. Then he scurried to find his wife, who was in the kitchen preparing food. "Luli, can you see me?" Fuhua asked. Luli turned. "Of course I can," she said. "I'm not blind." Fuhua hurried back to the other room, plucked another leaf and touched this to his forehead. Then he returned to the kitchen. "Now can you see me?" he asked Luli. She turned to look again, and she began to lose her temper. "What is wrong with you? I can see you plain as day. Why shouldn't I?" Irritated, Fuhua ran back to the tree and plucked another leaf, touched it to his forehead and returned to the kitchen. "Now?" he asked. Luli was tired of this game. She closed her eyes and turned to her husband. "No," she said. "I cannot see you now!" Fuhua was overjoyed. He immediately walked to the village square to test the magic of his brand-new tree. Everywhere he walked, people looked away or bent their heads to look at the ground, for everyone feared the tax collector, and no one wished to arouse his attention.

"I'll test this," Fuhua thought, and he began to lift things from the marketplace -- a peach here, a rug there, a lamp, a flute, but naturally no one complained, for anyone who argued with the tax man risked his fury and further punishment. "It works!" Fuhua cried as he walked along, dreaming of all the riches that would now be his. He walked on through the village and out onto the road, imagining the fortune that awaited him there. It so happened that he saw ahead of him the emperor and his entourage returning from a hunting adventure. Fuhua spied many fine furs and skins hanging from the back of the emperor's carriage, and his eyes lighted up. They would bring him a fortune. He had to have them. "I am invisible; I can take anything," he whispered to himself, and with those words he rushed forward and reached out to take one of the pelts. One of the emperor's guards spotted him and cried, "Thief, stop! How dare you steal from the emperor!" The emperor turned and saw Fuhua standing there, so startled by the shouting guard that he'd frozen in his tracks. He was holding the pelt of a leopard in his hands, there was no mistaking that. "Arrest him!" the emperor commanded. The guards surrounded Fuhua and grabbed him by the arms. "Wait, stop," Fuhua said. "I can explain. A poor man gave me a magical tree. He said the leaves would make me invisible, but now I see he lied, for I should be invisible, you see ..." and he held up the leaves. "This man is a lunatic," the guards agreed. "Whoever heard of a magical plant that makes a man invisible? He cannot be a tax collector. He's mad!" So the emperor took away Fuhua's title, and Fuhua lived the rest of his life in shame and poverty. When the villagers learned of Liwei's cleverness, they began to tell the tale, and this story of the clever peasant boy is still told today.

Once again it is time for my monthly blog yay! *throws confetti*

Week One- Or as I like to say "Movie week" saw "Terminator 4" and "Land of the Lost" So what do I think? T4 didn't look finished I still think that there is going to be a part 5, Land of the lost was okay for a comedy, but that depends on if you like Will Ferrel.

Week two- Not very eventful, so I will call that "Bros. b-day week" which was on the 13th, he is 26 now. So he wanted to go to "Joe's crab shack" not a wise choice. The food was tasteless, not cooked right and hard to get apart. We would be better off buying our own seafood at the seafood market place up the road.

Week three- Also known as "New chair week" or maybe that was sooner, I can remeber things happening just not the dates, since for me most dates seem to run into each other. Anyway my grandmother, after 16 or 17 years finally decided to get ride of her old delapotation(sp?) smelly recliner. Good so in its place she bought a new slim like a black lawn chair with cusions.

Week four- As I like to say frizzled computer/no more computer. Yep some people around might have noticed that I was gone for three days, but I didn't want to leave. Early Thursday/Late Wednesday our computer an E machine about 4 or 5 years old finally gave out on us. So we tried calling technical support no good, after continously trying no luck. So we do what most other people would do. Went a brought a new computer an HP wireless touch screen Bam!. Which I am using now, and its F-ing awesome! There's still things on here that I am fingering out. By here now it doesn't take as long to turn on and off.

Other thoughts-A couple of news worthy things have happened in June, and this is just a short list.

Local news- Just a short coverage, but sadly two young children a 21month old girl was killed by her mother's boyfriend. In another story a 9 year old was shot and killed in her apartment by who police believe were drug dealers after her father.

World News- Ed Mcmahon, Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson, and Billy Mays have within this past week all passed away. However most of the focus right now is on MJ since he didn't seem sick. Last thing grandma is still trying to get the money back from my uncle that he owes to her. Until next time, enjoy the song link and I'm out.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7eZAqMYat-0Guerrilla Radio by Rage Against the machine.

Catchy title right? So moving right along it has been too long (over a month) since my last blog. Though I didn't know what to blog about since I'm not much of the blogging type. Yes I know that there are still four days lefted in May, but I wanted to do this now.

May 4th- That was the day, if I'm remembering right that I went to the theater to see Wolverine: A pretty good movie to say the least. However I wasn't pleased with the fact how somethings happened, but I'm no comicbook buff. Though the hatered for the Native American character on imdb.com was heated. Seems as though some people missed the point. The woman playing the role is halve, which I guess ifI was an actress some roles I couldn't play, I mean one of the bads guys in the book is German, yet the actor playing the same charactrer is Korean. Not that it matter's to me.

May 11th- Another day, nothing so amazing going on around here...or so I thought. My grandmother, who has a hard time standing up for very long decided to let my brother push her in her chair, not a wheelchair. We were walking towards the hospital, she was getting her eyes checked. None of us saw the crack in the ground so she fell. She's okay right now, but her head was hurting her for a little bit. My grandma, and I'm being serious has told me that even when she was younger she fell over a lot. Twowords for that "top heavy"

May 14th- For some unknown reason my grandmother decides to go grocery shopping, mind you our apartment wasn't bare with food. So as luck (or lack of) would happen it was amazingly hot/warm that day 98*F or 36.6*C damn desert weather. On top of the weather the stop and go traffic was no help. Add all of that together, and what happens yep the car gives out 1 1/2 blocks from where we live. The only positive thing that I could say came from this was that the food didn't go bad. Considering that we don't of a way to cool the car and we had to wait over an hour for the tow truck. From what I have been told a plug or something is rusted, and the car needed to be fix. Which is why we don't have it here. Goes without saying I guess the car is 16 or 17 years old.

May 20th- This day was surprisingly the first time in my whole life that I've actually gone bowling thanks to my older cousins, they are very good people. I know *Gasp* which interestingly enough I manged to at least score a 184/300 passed the halfway mark. That was also the first time I had seen the movie Role Models which was okay I guess hey I've seen worst movies.

Time for some funny stuff. Inspired by Katsuri and I was trying to add something new to my blogs.

How is it I've missed this?

Will do Sir.

Who better to help with driving than a drunk.

That picture of bigfoot kinda looks like Elvis;
then again, they are the two most often sighted
according to supermarket tabloids.

Song of the blog- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwWor1cHprkChildren of the grave cover song. Flower Fact- What does a white rose represnt? innocence and purity, like my necklace. Well later and take care.

I guess you could call this humor/food or other. Getting to the point of all this. New Restaurant, and at the Movies Believe it or not it has been 4 months since I went to the theater and two since I went to a restaurant that wasn't fast food. Willie and Jose's- At least I'm sure that was the name, anyway maybe I'm being bias here I do like mexican food most of the time, but you seem to get a nice large portion of food on your plate for $10-$13, Race to Witch Mountain- Not too bad for a kids movie. Kids with unique powers from a different planet, a lot of cars and things blowing up. Need to save their world and somehow a cab driver from Las vegas, not the reason I picked the movie, can help them. Moving on to the the Glaceau Vitamin Water- does anyone else ever read the back stories on those? Well if so or not? Here's a few things that I've learned.

B-relaxed: Jackfruit-guava(b+theanine) Everyone's got issues-bills piling up, car repossessed, dead-end job, your boss mike verbally abusing you, relationship talks, in-laws that never leave, in-laws that move in, recurring nightmares of being naked at work(you have them too, right?) it's enough to make anyone go bonkers. Lucky for you, we've placed b vitamins and theanine in here to keep you calm during stressful times. Granted, it still won't keep the in-laws out...but that's what dead bolts are for.

Power-C: Dragonfruit(c+taurine) Legally we are prohibited from making exaggerated claims about the potency of the nutrients in this bottle. Therefore, legally we wouldn't tell you that after drinking this, eugene from kansas started using horseshoes as a thighmaster or that this drink gave agnes from delaware enough strength to bench press llama, heck we can't even tell you this drink gives you the power to do a thousand pinkie push-ups...just ask mike in queens. Legally, we can't say stuff like that-cause that would be wrong, you know?

Tranquilo: Tamarind-pineapple(a+c+e) Is it just us, or are long walks on the beach a little overrated? Let's think this one through...what distance are we talking are we getting a ride back? and if it's a long walk on a short beach, do we just pace back and forth? Instead, we suggest you kick back 'n' crack open this bottle to help you unwind and go to your happy place. It's packed with the antioxidant combo of vitamins a-c-e that will help restore your body so you feel like you got back from a relaxing weekend at the beach(minus sand in your undies) So tell long walks to take a hike, unless you're that guy walking with a metal detector, in that case, don't spend that 73 cents you found all in one place.

Sync: Berry-cherry(download of vitamins and antioxidants) Boy, have times changed. Otganizing your music collection used to mean building a cd tower, vitamins came in chalky pill form (cartoon shaped, of course) and the only time you burned a mix was when you set fire to the "summer mix of '96" cassette your ex made for you, but now countless albums fit in the fifth pocket of your jeans, your daily download of key vitamins and antioxidants comes in a bottle...and any song you want is a simple click away(so you're not sitting by your boombox with your fingers on "play" and "record") So twist the cap and download your daily vitamins and antioxidants, then kick back and sync up with your latest playlist-"feelin' fine in 2009"

Essential: Orange-Orange(c+calcium) Ah, orange juice commericals, funny stuff. Mom cheerfully prepares some huge breakfast while the rest of her family sleeps, sure this could happen, but every morning? Please maybe if mom were heavily medicated, in which case we wouldn't codone operating a stove or any electrical appliance. For those of us who don't live in an orange juice commercial, there's still a way to get your morning nutrition. This product has calcium and lots of vitamin c, so you can get your day started right, minus the whole stepford mom thing.

Okay since its almost Easter, and I really wasn't sure what to blog about here's a little story/song for all of you, enjoy.

Peter Cottontail

Here comes Peter Cottontail
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity hoppity,
Easter's on its way

Bringin' ev'ry girl and boy
A basketful of Easter joy
Things to make your Easter
Bright and gay

He's got jelly beans for Tommy
Colored eggs for sister Sue
There's an orchid for your mommy
And an Easter bonnet too. Oh!

Here' comes Peter Cottontail
Hoppin' down the bunny trail
Hippity hoppity
Happy Easter Day

Look at him hop and listen to him say,
"Try to do the things you should"
Maybe if you're extra good
He'll roll lots of Easter eggs your way

You'll wake up on Easter morning
And you'll know that he was there
When you find those choc'late bunnies
That he's hiding ev'rywhere, Oh!

Here' comes Peter Cottontail
Hoppin' down the bunny trail
Hippity hoppity
Happy Easter Day.

The Tale of Peter Rabbit

Once upon a time there were four little rabbits, and their names were Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail and Peter. They lived with their mother in a sand-bank, underneath the root of a very big fir tree. "Now, my dears," said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, "You may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden. "Your father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor." Now run along and don't get into mischief. I am going out." Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella and went through the wood to the baker's. She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns. Flopsy, Mopsy and Cotton-tail who were good little bunnies went down the lane together to gather blackberries. But Peter who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr. McGregor's garden and squeezed under the gate! First he ate some lettuces and some French beans and then he ate some radishes. And then, feeling rather sick, he went to look for some parsley. But round the end of a cucumber frame, whom should he meet but Mr. McGregor! Mr. McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages, but he jumped up and ran after Peter, waving a rake and calling out "Stop thief!" Peter was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate. He lost one shoe among the cabbages, and the other amongst the potatoes. After losing them, he ran on four legs and went faster. So that I think he might have got away altogether if he had not unfortunately run into a gooseberry net and got caught by the large buttons on his jacket. It was a blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new.

Peter gave himself up for lost and shed big tears. But his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement and implored him to exert himself. Mr. McGregor came up with a sieve which he intended to pop on the top of Peter, but Peter wriggled out just in time, leaving his jacket behind him. He rushed into the tool-shed and jumped into a can. It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in, if it had not had so much water in it. Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the tool-shed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower-pot. He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each. Presently Peter sneezed "Kertyschoo!" Mr. McGregor was after him in no time, and tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window, upsetting three plants. Peter sat down to rest; he was out of breath and trembling with fright, and he had not the least idea which way to go. Also he was very damp with sitting in that can. After a time he began to wander about, going lippity-- lippity-- not very fast and looking all around. He found a door in a wall; but it was locked and there was no room for a fat little rabbit to squeeze underneath. An old mouse was running in and out over the stone doorstep, carrying peas and beans to her family in the wood. Peter asked her the way to the gate but she had such a large pea in her mouth she could not answer. She only shook her head at him.

Peter began to cry. Then he tried to find his way straight across the garden, but he became more and more puzzled. Presently he came to a pond where Mr. McGregor filled his water-cans. A white cat was staring at some gold-fish; she sat very, very still, but now and then the tip of her tail twitched as if it were alive. Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her. He had heard about cats from his cousin, little Benjamin Bunny. He went back towards the tool-shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe--scr-r-ritch, scratch, scratch, scritch. Peter scuttered underneath the bushes, but presently as nothing happened, he came out and climbed upon a wheelbarrow, and peeped over. The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned towards Peter and beyond him was the gate! Peter got down very quietly off the wheel-barrow and started running as fast as he could go, along a straight walk behind some black currant bushes. Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care. He slipped underneath the gate and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden. Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare-crow to frighten the blackbirds. Peter never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home to the big fir-tree. He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit hole, and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking; she wondered what he had done with his clothes. It was the second little jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight! I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed and made some camomile tea and she gave a dose of it to Peter! "One teaspoonful to be taken at bedtime." But, Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper.

Well that's it for now, said I'd make another blog didn't I? Bye for now.

Yep time for another blog. Now it has been 3 years since I came here, still working on my goals. Though I spend less time on them then I should. Well here's the blog I promised.

Once upon a time a wealthy merchant named Abu Kasem was the talk of Baghdad. Abu Kasem was rich, but what people gossiped about was not his wealth. No, they talked about his miserly and greedy ways. Abu Kasem always bargained hard, refusing to pay more than the smallest amounts of money. He would bargain with the other merchants until they were exhausted, and he would never spend money on others. He wouldn't even spend anything on himself. Proof of this were the slippers the merchant wore. Those slippers were not only old and worn, they were also patched and stained. Still, Abu Kasem refused to purchase a new pair."You look ridiculous," said his friends. All the people in the bazaar laughed at him. "Buy a new pair of slippers, Abu Kasem!"But he just shook his head and said, "I'll wear these slippers forever. They're good enough."Every day, Abu Kasem walked through the bazaar searching for bargains, haggling with the bottle seller, with the rug merchant, with the perfume salesman. And then, with his bottles and rugs, his rose oil, his silks and scarves, he set out for another bazaar, and there he sold his items for three times the amount he had paid.

Time passed, and with his miserly ways, he became richer and richer. Still, he wore the same ragged slippers. One day Abu Kasem visited the public baths, and when he had finished bathing, he discovered that his precious old slippers were gone. There, in the place he had left them, stood a brand new pair -- shiny and new and exquisitely made. Some of his friends had played a trick on him. "Ah," he smiled, "once again fortune smiles upon me." And with these words he placed the new pair upon his feet and walked home. Soon afterward the Cadi of Baghdad walked out of the bath, and to the judge's dismay, he discovered his slippers were missing. In their place stood a ragged pair. "Someone has stolen my slippers!" the Cadi cried. Now naturally everyone recognized the slippers that had been left behind. "Abu Kasem has stolen your slippers," the people cried. The Cadi sent his servants to order Abu Kasem to court. Now in the courthouse, everyone laughed as Abu Kasem entered. There he stood, wearing the evidence -- the Cadi's red slippers. "You are rich, and so I order you to pay the highest fine of this court!" the Cadi said. Abu Kasem was furious. As he walked home in his old, ragged slippers, he looked down at his feet and cursed the slippers. "You have caused me misery," he grumbled. "I'll get rid of you once and for all." And with those words he stopped at the edge of the river and tossed the slippers into the swift current. They were quickly carried downstream.

A few days later Abu Kasem heard a knock upon his door, and when he opened it, there stood two angry fishermen. "We pulled our nets from the river," they said, "but instead of fish, we found only these slippers that have ripped holes in our nets!" They waved Abu Kasem's slippers in his face. "You owe us the money we've lost for the damage they caused!" Mortified, Abu Kasem took the slippers and handed over a large sack of coins. "For your troubles," he said. But when he closed the door, he shook his fist at his slippers. "You cause me nothing but misery! I'll bury you and get rid of you once and for all!" He stormed outside and began to dig a hole in the yard, but when his neighbor saw what he was doing, he was certain Abu Kasem must be burying a stolen treasure. "Otherwise he would have his servants dig his hole," the neighbor said to himself, and so he called the authorities. You see, in those days it was the law that all treasures be given to the caliph. Once again, Abu Kasem was arrested. This time when the Cadi heard the tale, he was furious. "Your slippers are destroying our community. Your fine is doubled this time!" Now Abu Kasem was more determined than ever to rid himself of his cursed slippers. He would burn them! But they were still soaking wet from the river, and so he lay them on his balcony under the sun. "As soon as you're dry, you'll be ash," he told the slippers. But when his back was turned, a dog spied the slippers, leaped onto the balcony and began to play with them. As it did, the slippers tumbled over the balcony, down toward the road.

Just at that moment a poor peasant woman was walking past Abu Kasem's, and those slippers landed on her head and caused her such a fright, she fell and broke a leg and an arm. Before long someone found her and carried her home --along with the cursed slippers -- and when her husband realized his wife could no longer help them earn their meager living, he called the authorities. In court the Cadi stared hard at Abu Kasem. "You have harmed too many people with your slippers," he said. "I order you to take care of this peasant and his wife for the rest of your life." Now reduced to near-poverty, Abu Kasem wept. "Your honor," he cried, "please free me from the curse of these slippers. Please, I beg you, order that I shall no longer be responsible for any evil that they might cause in this world." "They are your responsibility," the Cadi said sternly. Abu Kasem slunk home, and soon after one of his friends arrived. "Help me get rid of these slippers," Abu begged. "Simply throw them in the rubbish bin," said his friend. Abu Kasem did just that, and then he waited for them to return. However, days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and at long last a whole year had passed and the slippers had not returned. Now and then they came to him in dreams, but after a while people stopped laughing at him, and soon even his dreams were free of those slippers. And Abu Kasem changed in that year. No longer did he bargain until he wore out the others, and no longer did he horde everything. He began to be more generous with the money he earned, and not only did he buy himself new slippers every year, he also bought slippers for others in need.

Well until next time later all.

*Waves* hey all, how's it going? *Hears silence* Right well anyway it has been like a month now since my last blog. I hope that your all feeling okay. Don't worry any recent blogs of yours I haven't read I will very soon. So here's a quick update .

My Birthday- As I mentioned in my last blog I had a birthday, for that my family and I went to "Joe's Crab shack" It was good I thought, but I'm more of a buffet person. We ordered a buck of mixed crab legs each. Grandma ordered some clam chowder soup, my brother ordered a drink, and since I won't be able to legally drink until next year I ordered a root beer float, and three small cheesecakes. I can be a pig if I'm really hungry.

Valentine's Day- Since I'm not involved with anyone like that, my family and I didn't want to just sit around and do nothing so we decided to head to the "Silverton" F.Y.I. its a buffet in a casino out here. We originally went there for the crab legs, they had some but because the ride was so long it was already 5:30 p.m. by the time we got there. Not that I'm complaining, I proabably did eat the most, where all the food goes I wonder.

More emblems- I'm still working on those, I should proabably vist the front page to gs more often. Though I still have my ribbon and medal on tv.com, sweet.

Another manga goal reached- It hasn't even been a month since I joined MAL, but I have already read 100 mangas, mostly oneshots, and surpassed 1,000 chapters. Onward to the next goal! Sudokus- Does anyone else do these? I've only finished one and still have more then 50 that I wanted to finished. I wonder what I'm doing wrong, makes me feel like an idiot.

Some interesting blogthings- For whatever reason I don't know, sometimes I enjoy taking a quiz or two or that site. Here's some things I found about me, not sure how true these are, but it is kind of fun. What does your BirthdayPredict About You?- Your Birthdate Predicts You're Fearless Ever since you were born, you've always been able to assert yourself.
You are confident in carving your own path. Soon enough, other people will be persuaded and follow along.
You are driven and competitive to the point of being impulsive. You'll do just about anything to win.
It drives you crazy when you have to stay still in life. You are too dynamic to stay stagnant. However anyone born on a 28th would get this, again this is only for fun. What happened the year you were born?-In 1989, A Movie Ticket Cost $3.97 http://www.blogthings.com/whathappenedtheyearyouwerebornquiz/results/?result=1989 What does your birthdate mean for your love life?- You don't just believe in love at first site - you've experienced it. You develop crushes pretty easily, but keeping your interest is another matter! You are very prone to love - hate relationships. Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 6 You are most compatible with people born on the 1st, 10th, 19th, and 28th of the month. Blah that's what I have to say to that! This is obviously based on numbers. Anyone born on a 1st, 10th, 19th or 28th will get the same damn thing! Reguardless of what month you put. What does your birth month mean?- You are a natural leader who is able to stand up when no one else can. Strong and powerful, you tend to overshadow those around you. Your soul reflects: deep love, fascination with life, and a distinctive persona. What does your birth date mean?- http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/results/?result=28 I think this about covers it, Once again here's a picture, enjoy.

Hey all, I'm back not that I went anywhere. Since where I live its still Tuesday, Do not ask me where I live it is in my about me section, my birthday isn't until tomorrow! So today's my last day as a teen, hmm feels good yet weird. For tomorrow my family and I are going to Joe's Crab shack, I doubt that I will be getting any gifts, but that's fine I bought myself Elite Beat Agents and Final Fantasy IV for my DS. Only cost me $42, does that sound like a good deal or not? So without further delate here's a link to a list of 208 songs from 1989. http://www.songfacts.com/released:1989.php Sadly three years before my birthday this happened 1986 -Space Shuttle program: STS-51-L mission (Space Shuttle Challenger disaster) - Space Shuttle Challenger breaks apart after liftoff killing all seven astronauts onboard. Since I automatically won the Fox Day Event held by Riko here's my picture of Youko Kurama , and I'm sure this isn't real but I thought it was a cute picture.

On a side note although I was born in '89 I was born in the chinese year of the earth yang dragon, because of my early birthday, and not that I'm begging but my user name on MAL is airyaloja in cause anyone is interested in looking. I'll blog later if or when the mode strikes me, later.