http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXnul41qfJk&feature=BF&list=PL980250F743F128D2&index=13
And this isn't even the coolest one!!!! But is still pretty awesome!
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Work
I need work. i need to type, writes, solve SOMETHING! I'm going mad! I have no work to do. When a Grunt has know work his life loses meaning.
Who am I with out a mystery a book to write or any work to be done.
*who are you? plays in the back round*
Who am I with out a mystery a book to write or any work to be done.
*who are you? plays in the back round*
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Wow...never thought that would be a post topic. Hey readers. my apologies for abandoning my blog for the last 3 months. the truth is I got a facebook...and it's ruining my life. Not really but some how it's more convenient to check that than this. So other than reminding you that I have not forgotten you I have little reason to post. However last Saturday i DID go to Gettysburg which was AMAZING. I'll try to post about that latter because it seams like 2 in the morning here.
I hope to talk to you soon!
See ya!
I hope to talk to you soon!
See ya!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
I am on the brink of insainty
Every things there! EVERY THING! The plot, the people, the battles , the Spells! EVERY THING! EVERY THING, I SAY!! But the di'kutla Castle and Town in which the Final Battle takes place! I am knee high in Encyclopedias, been staring at pictures of Castles for the last hour! I'm at the point I think I have writer hair! I know-I know what you say "Just chose a Castle already!" It doesn't matter. Nothing fits. It has to connect to the University, defend about 9 armies and live up to the reputation I've been giving it for the last 3 years!*calms down* Gullafray, It will come to me.
Now what is a medieval University look like...?
Now what is a medieval University look like...?
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Something Bazzar I said
"Individually they are with out confidence, indecisive. Take one apart from the others he can be controlled. But when 30 form a group they Become one. A unified mind, one live organism with the sole purpose of destruction."
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Bring Back...
I feel, as a writer, that we (or just I) Spend to much time on trying to think out side of the box; with plot twists and unexpected murderers or with daring and adventurous fight seances. What about the old days!
Bring Back ye Swash-Buckling heroes! Bring me ye corny mottoes and saying.Bring back ye simple plots and obvious murderers! For tat matter bring back ye Scoby-doo villains! Bring back overly exaggerated fight scenes! Bring back the idea that the Hero gets the girl!
Bring Back the A-Team!!!!!
I don't know why I added that the A-Team can be none of those things...but yet all of them.
Bring Back ye Swash-Buckling heroes! Bring me ye corny mottoes and saying.Bring back ye simple plots and obvious murderers! For tat matter bring back ye Scoby-doo villains! Bring back overly exaggerated fight scenes! Bring back the idea that the Hero gets the girl!
Bring Back the A-Team!!!!!
I don't know why I added that the A-Team can be none of those things...but yet all of them.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
If only I could find a Mando'a cures...
Today's date already to late
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Okay any one notice any thing different? Yeah you're in the right place only blogger changed every thing so when I when to change the pics on the side well the back round changed to! So afther an Hour and a Half this is what emerged *some where in the distance* Look Around You....Look Around You....Just Look Around You.
you're reading my blog and welcome
Okay any one notice any thing different? Yeah you're in the right place only blogger changed every thing so when I when to change the pics on the side well the back round changed to! So afther an Hour and a Half this is what emerged *some where in the distance* Look Around You....Look Around You....Just Look Around You.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
How do you kill a spirder...
Today's date already to late
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that can't catch anybody! I'm listening to that song. Any who...well what's new? I made it in to the Ren. Faire! I'm pretty Excited about it. It will be about six of us I will be in the crowd, two will be doing scenes from Romeo and Juliet and the rest are doing a play. I'm looking forward to it.
I am sorry I can tell you more I only have a short time and will post some joke later!
ttfn
you're reading my blog and welcome
that can't catch anybody! I'm listening to that song. Any who...well what's new? I made it in to the Ren. Faire! I'm pretty Excited about it. It will be about six of us I will be in the crowd, two will be doing scenes from Romeo and Juliet and the rest are doing a play. I'm looking forward to it.
I am sorry I can tell you more I only have a short time and will post some joke later!
ttfn
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
The Cheiftans
I am really trying not to get so much into music on my blog since it has been the subject of many post before yep lots and lots of lyrics. But this band called the Chieftains or at lest I think thats what they are called are the best band I have ever herd. (oh sorry) I HAVE EVER HERD!!!!! Okay sorta lost my cool there but the are awesome like awesome like not even funny how awesome they are. LOOK THEM UP!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Willy Wonka!! the GOOD one
My dear boy do yo a fish how it swims?!... Or a bird how it flies?!...... No-siry you don't! They do it because they were born to do it! Just like Willy Wonka was born to be a candy man and you look like you were born to be a Wonka-er!
Who can take the sunrise...
Who can take the sunrise...
Monday, April 5, 2010
Wokieepedia
Today's date already to late
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I thought i knew a lot about star wars than I read Wokieepedia ...blew my mind.
Check it out
PS
It smells like a Max Ride day.
you're reading my blog and welcome
I thought i knew a lot about star wars than I read Wokieepedia ...blew my mind.
Check it out
PS
It smells like a Max Ride day.
Friday, March 26, 2010
A New Beginning and my first work to the word
Today's date already to late
You reading my blog and Welcome!
I spent days trying to figure out what my 1ooth post was going to be on but by an error The saddest song in a long time seams to be my mew century as it were.So this is like a new beginning for my blog if you look at it in a certain scene.
To begin this new counting of time I plan on starting it with some of my work after a brilliant idea from my brother, whose advice I should listen to more often. I created this seance just from a thought I've been having lately. What the story is or how it may fit is yet to be told.
A sword. Just a sword. It hadn't belonged to a great master or slain the dragon. It bore no ancient runes or jewels. The sword was just the average sword given to a foot solider who was never any different from the sword. It was beyond his knowledge how the sword kept him alive after the 3 days the Pendragon Fortress had been under siege. Dirk ran a cloth up and down that sword and that sword made him think.
The Sword was with him in the heat of battle where he had seen his comrades fall. Dirk saw the look on his commanders face when devastation over took them and the fled back. He remembered well the battle cry's of the enemy wondering how on earth he would survive. His dreams of Knight hood fled.
All the Dreams of glory fled. When the knight who charges into battle was every thing a man wanted to be, the hero of the story. Many a time he had thought about being the Knight who leads the Brigade to battle and victory. There was just something there. An indescribable heroic feeling of honor. . But now he was the knight up against the dragon and had seen no honor and glory like in those old tales only mindless war. A hero's welcome would mean nothing to this.
Dirk saw no point in this. Surrender would make much more seance. No he had something to do.
He could not let these barbarians sit on the throne, overtake his house his land.NO! Dirk stood with a great thought.
This is what the old stories meant. The knight who leads the battle should be honored however not for the battle for non can come but he should be honored because he was able to take the sword and go through hell and back for his land, for his family, for king, for country, for every thing he loved. It does fill you with a indescribable felling.
And that is why war brings great heroes.
You reading my blog and Welcome!
I spent days trying to figure out what my 1ooth post was going to be on but by an error The saddest song in a long time seams to be my mew century as it were.So this is like a new beginning for my blog if you look at it in a certain scene.
To begin this new counting of time I plan on starting it with some of my work after a brilliant idea from my brother, whose advice I should listen to more often. I created this seance just from a thought I've been having lately. What the story is or how it may fit is yet to be told.
A sword. Just a sword. It hadn't belonged to a great master or slain the dragon. It bore no ancient runes or jewels. The sword was just the average sword given to a foot solider who was never any different from the sword. It was beyond his knowledge how the sword kept him alive after the 3 days the Pendragon Fortress had been under siege. Dirk ran a cloth up and down that sword and that sword made him think.
The Sword was with him in the heat of battle where he had seen his comrades fall. Dirk saw the look on his commanders face when devastation over took them and the fled back. He remembered well the battle cry's of the enemy wondering how on earth he would survive. His dreams of Knight hood fled.
All the Dreams of glory fled. When the knight who charges into battle was every thing a man wanted to be, the hero of the story. Many a time he had thought about being the Knight who leads the Brigade to battle and victory. There was just something there. An indescribable heroic feeling of honor. . But now he was the knight up against the dragon and had seen no honor and glory like in those old tales only mindless war. A hero's welcome would mean nothing to this.
Dirk saw no point in this. Surrender would make much more seance. No he had something to do.
He could not let these barbarians sit on the throne, overtake his house his land.NO! Dirk stood with a great thought.
This is what the old stories meant. The knight who leads the battle should be honored however not for the battle for non can come but he should be honored because he was able to take the sword and go through hell and back for his land, for his family, for king, for country, for every thing he loved. It does fill you with a indescribable felling.
And that is why war brings great heroes.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
The saddest song in a long time
Todays date already to late
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Some of you readers my know that I'm REALLY into the, what is called, The Irish Brigade or the "69th" who fought in the Civil War if you'd like you can read about them in the following:
1. My sons were faithful and they fought.
2. http://69thnyvi.homestead.com/
3.Just read their Wikipedia page
4.Look up Kelley's Irish Brigade or Irish Volunteer 11 on youtube which are some song sung by them and have loads of info
But this song i recently found is the saddest song in a long time however really good. Here are the lyrics:
Free and Green-
Captain Taggart took the field
With his men as hard as steel
And we drove the bloody rebels to the sea
Before the guns were stilled
There were many hundreds killed
There's many an Irish girl sad tonight
When the smoke had cleared
It was just as we had feared
Captain Taggart lay wounded on the ground
With his head upon my knee
There he met eternity
I proudly closed his eyes and then I cried
Chorus:
Its whiskey in the mornin', whiskey in the night
Another Irish soldier-lad, has fought his final fight
We'll toast him till were drunk Boys, and dowse the candle light
Tell them Captain Taggart, is comin' home tonight
Well, we took his body home
And the drums and pipes did drone
And pulled a fine black casket through the streets
We told his grievin' wife
That he loved her more than life
And gave to his young son his father's sword
Now the people, they all dream
Of an Ireland free and green
Where nowhere can be heard the battle-cry
The fighting's gone too long
And it just drags on and on
I'd like to know some peace before I die
Chorus:
Its whiskey in the mornin', whiskey in the night
Another Irish soldier-lad, has fought his final fight
We'll toast him till were drunk Boys, and dowse the candle light
Tell them Captain Taggart, is comin' home tonight
Long Live Ireland
you're reading my blog and welcome.
Some of you readers my know that I'm REALLY into the, what is called, The Irish Brigade or the "69th" who fought in the Civil War if you'd like you can read about them in the following:
1. My sons were faithful and they fought.
2. http://69thnyvi.homestead.com/
3.Just read their Wikipedia page
4.Look up Kelley's Irish Brigade or Irish Volunteer 11 on youtube which are some song sung by them and have loads of info
But this song i recently found is the saddest song in a long time however really good. Here are the lyrics:
Free and Green-
Captain Taggart took the field
With his men as hard as steel
And we drove the bloody rebels to the sea
Before the guns were stilled
There were many hundreds killed
There's many an Irish girl sad tonight
When the smoke had cleared
It was just as we had feared
Captain Taggart lay wounded on the ground
With his head upon my knee
There he met eternity
I proudly closed his eyes and then I cried
Chorus:
Its whiskey in the mornin', whiskey in the night
Another Irish soldier-lad, has fought his final fight
We'll toast him till were drunk Boys, and dowse the candle light
Tell them Captain Taggart, is comin' home tonight
Well, we took his body home
And the drums and pipes did drone
And pulled a fine black casket through the streets
We told his grievin' wife
That he loved her more than life
And gave to his young son his father's sword
Now the people, they all dream
Of an Ireland free and green
Where nowhere can be heard the battle-cry
The fighting's gone too long
And it just drags on and on
I'd like to know some peace before I die
Chorus:
Its whiskey in the mornin', whiskey in the night
Another Irish soldier-lad, has fought his final fight
We'll toast him till were drunk Boys, and dowse the candle light
Tell them Captain Taggart, is comin' home tonight
Long Live Ireland
Saturday, February 13, 2010
More Physics
Today's date: already to late
You're reading my blog and welcome!
I'm starting to learn Physics so in honor of hat the Element song Ladies and Gents
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GFIvXVMbII0
Sorry links are all i can do. '' .
You're reading my blog and welcome!
I'm starting to learn Physics so in honor of hat the Element song Ladies and Gents
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GFIvXVMbII0
Sorry links are all i can do. '' .
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Phyisics jokes
Today's date: already to late
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AS of late I have intrigued by Physics so in honor of that here are some jokes
Two atoms bump into each other while walking down the street. The First one said "Are you alright?'' the second one says "Yeah.". The First one said "Are you sure?" the second one says "I'm positive."
There was this farmer and he had these chickens who werent laying any eggs. So he calls his Physicist. Now he dose some calculations and says " I have the concussion but it only works for Spherical chickens and a vacuum."
hope this made you laugh
Gandalf
live long and prosper
You're reading my blog and welcome!
AS of late I have intrigued by Physics so in honor of that here are some jokes
Two atoms bump into each other while walking down the street. The First one said "Are you alright?'' the second one says "Yeah.". The First one said "Are you sure?" the second one says "I'm positive."
There was this farmer and he had these chickens who werent laying any eggs. So he calls his Physicist. Now he dose some calculations and says " I have the concussion but it only works for Spherical chickens and a vacuum."
hope this made you laugh
Gandalf
live long and prosper
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