Funny

I haven't posted forever! Which is like... a long time. Since I posted almost close to the day next to the day before yesterday.
But I just had to share this:

"I like going to the park and watching the children run around because they don't know I'm using blanks."

It's a quote by Emo Phillips (whoever that is) and I think it's hilarious! If you get it...
It's okay to laugh... it gives you brain cells. Actually it only gives you endorphins... so when laughing, you get linked with the activation of the ventromedial prefrontal cortex, and in the hypothalamus, endorphins are produced....
(say ventromedial prefrontal cortex 5x fast)
Laughing is also really healthy, when the beta-endorphins are produced they stimulate your endothelial surface, which then releases nitric oxide, which dilates your blood vessels. Nitric oxide also has some other cardioprotective properties, like reduction of inflammation and decreased platelet aggregation. So laughing makes you think clearer, removes small blood clots, and stops tumors by controlling platelets.

Sorry, getting a little to scientific... but heed my words, that stuff above is true.

Duet

I've been working on my guitar and vocals. For our school Talent Show on April 12th. I'm singing a duet. Wish us luck. So I have written a poem on it. Because you love my poems.

This is just to say:

I have sung
a duet
with the neighbor
down hill

And which
we were planning
to do
for the Talent Show

Listen to us
it was amazing
so pure
and so harmonic

Good? I think so. Whoa...
Is that how you spell whoa?
It passes the spell check. So I guess.

Now, I have everything important off my mind. So now I can bug you with the minor details of my duet.
1st- My duet partner can't speak English.... So we have a very minor problem there. (Just Kidding)
2nd- Tryouts are tomorrow.
3rd- My guitar is infested with termites.
4th- My list isn't even close to the end.

Okay here's my illustration. Since I always have an illustration.

Nov. 3

Sorry: I just had to write this down somewhere.

November 3rd is my birthday. - Notes: This day makes me happy.
Because of my birthday I am 15. - Notes: I need to get my Driver's permit
15 is a magical number. - Notes: 14 comes before 15.
"O" is the 15th letter of the alphabet. - Notes: "o" as in Orange Peel.
O can also stand for a hug and X can be a kiss. - Notes: I need to practice my X and O's
Hug is a synonym of cuddle. - Notes: I don't agree
Cuddle- which reminds me.

hahahahaha

Notes: I am creeped out, even though I drew this.

And that's all folks. Except for a few outlaws on the border of Mexico. And a broken, but tinted, window.

And I'm tired. zipp!

"Thomas Edison," I said, brightening up...

Do you know that Thomas Edison started going deaf at age 12? Whoa!
Thomas died on October 18, 1931.

And that's it. That's all about Thomas Edison, except for something about a light-bulb. And so since this subject was so brief, I'm gonna have to start on a new subject... I'm gonna grab my dictionary real quick...

Okay, today's other subject is on... strudel. which is defined as: "a pastry consisting of fruit, cheese, or some other filling rolled in paper-thin dough and baked.
So... I guess I like strudel. Cause I've had apple strudel bread and stuff like that. It's pretty good, but I'm not to sure about the cheese. Do you like strudel?

I'm just digging myself a grave. (I said deeply)
I can hear the funeral bells. (Someone else chimed in)
And your brain is gonna rot. (My friend said absent-minded)
It's worth the risk. (I said precariously)
I could do puns like this forever (My dad said longingly)
I can't I'm too big. (I said broadly)
My stomach hurts. (He said inwardly)
At least you don't have antlers. (I said dearly)
Okay, goodnight. (He said dreamily)
I need a bit too. (I said partially)
He has a mousy face. (John squeaked) After my dad went.
Shut up, and get me my belt. (I said tightly)
But what about the Earthquake. (John said shakily)
Stop with the puns or I'll stab you. (I said punctually)
Now you can put on the belt. (He said wastefully) -- -- yes, I know, it's the wrong kind of waist.

I think I'll create another story with these puns. ( I said rightfully) --- the wrong kind of write...
Okay, I think I'll finish this one. (He said readily)

Nakehead ( pronounced 'naked' )

I got a haircut! Arg! Now I can't stab anyone with my well-polished spikes that all the Chicks in my Junior High adore. And I adored them too. It feels like my head is a giant bald spot.
I got a buzz (AKA torture) and I can't even draw my new hair style because it would only look like this:( except sideways. And with a bit of fuzz on top. I love fuzz. Especially peach fuzz. Because, you can't choke on peach fuzz; unlike normal fuzz. Do you know that a famous Greek guy choked on a single GOAT HAIR that was in his milk? Weird.

But now I have saved humanity, because I shaved my head, decreasing the hair amount above my mouth. And above most other people's mouths too.
I just thought of a SUPER WEAPON! An antigravity hair! That means you have to worry about hair below your mouth too! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Fear me.

"Pathetic." You said to your new bowling ball. But it didn't answer...