Two thousand ELEVEN...

Happy New Year. Since it's the new year... Here's some new yearsies... Uh.. WHATEVER.
THINGS IN 2011:
The Pendleton Art Center will be finished.
Pirates of the Caribbean 4 will come out.
3D home entertainment.
Graphene will start to be used in things such as roll-up LED screens.
A government housing project in Indonesia will be finished! YEAH!
MMXI (roman numerals)
Cricket World Cup in India, Sri Lanka, and Bangladesh.
The space shuttle's last flight.
Total Lunar Eclipse in the Middle East.
AND
Neptune will complete it's first full orbit around the sun, since it's discovery in 1846.
So have a happy 2011. I'm looking forward to all of the things above except for 7 of them.

What's new?

SPOONS! Spoon what's new! Spoons are the coolest invention besides sporks. Sadly, you can't put plastic sporks in your eyes. But you can with spoons! The only invention that comes close to spoons are socks. 

SPOONS!

I told you! You can wear spoons. And you can wear socks. You can eat with spoons. You can unravel socks into string. You can sharpen spoons and use them as weapons. You cannot sharpen a sock and use it as a weapon. You can hold things in spoons. You can hold things in socks. Spoons don't smell when you wear them. Socks smell when you wear them. You can dip spoons in ink and use them as a writing utensil. You can dip socks in ink and slap someone with it. You can throw spoons. You can throw socks. You can melt spoons. You cannot melt socks, but you can light them on fire sometimes. You can get spoons for free. You cannot get socks for free, usually. You can clean your toenails with spoons. You can keep your feet warm with socks. You can clean your fingernails with spoons. You can wear socks on your arms and hands for a type of glove.

SPOONS ARE BETTER!

What was I talking about? Oh yes, Dragon Ball Z. (See below)Wow.

So, It is this way. Tacos. HERE IS SOME POEMS I WROTE:

When ever I feel, the touch of a lily pad. Or look at the reddish pumpkin. I smell all the wonderful bakerfied things. (Bakerfied = Baked) And I dance jollily with a prancing penguin. I do the macaroni, and it does the Fox-crouch. It stampedes, I leap, but too late.

I get trampled by a stampeding penguin.

It tramples again. I trampoline.

I split off from the light-side.

I join the Extreme leftists.

I get attacked by fried dominoes.

I survive and betray my clan of tomato suckers.

They find out, and hire some Hessians to hunt me down.

I pay the Hessians to attack a baby alligator instead.

I grow a mustache. I grow another, and another, until my jar is full.

I write a pony, and ride an essay. I become vane on a weather vain.

I disgust a problem. And discussed filled my soul.

I vomited my pet volcano. I used some toiletpaper to make a tepee.

THE END

POEM #2

I

am

too

calm

for my

tongue

POEM #3

"THANK YOU"

I said to my teacher one day.

"YOUR WELCOME"

She answered as if thats all she could say.

"YOUR RUDE"

I said in a sarcastic voice.

"I"LL SEND YOU TO ISS"

Like she gave me a choice.

"NO!"

I refused, with command in my speech.

"LEAVE MY ROOM"

Was her little preach.

I left, and I bawled, and I banged on the door.

But, for all I know, she couldn't hear any more.

I knelt, and I fell, I was as good as dead.

I kept crying 'til I had no tears in my head.

Why was this happening to me? Were my thoughts.

All of the kids in my class were little bratty snots.

My teacher finally let me in the room.

The entire place was as quiet as a tomb.

I gasped, and I giggled, and I rolled on the ground.

Everyone stared, no one made a sound.

I stopped, and I sat, and I did nothing more.

I guess nobody really rolled on the floor.

I suddenly had amnesia and a pain.

I screamed a long verb, I became insane!

HUGHH! HUGHH!

What a life.

Life is more random than you think. Did you know that every single second life generates something random. Just barely it went : "If I get generate a # 1-200,000 and I get a 23 I will make a emerald land on this fence near Denver."
    "DANG! I got 98,251!" Oh well now if I get a 4 out of 200,000. I will make..." BLAH BLAH BLAH! Do you know what chance it is that you would get a single digit out of 200,000? Let's see I'll go to a random # generator and make it 1-200,000 and push generate 10 times:
75522
18793
53193
191691
16618
78428
187336
132059
112383
95978

OH I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T EVEN MAKE IT TO 4 DIGITS, let alone 2, or 1 digit. SO, chance is, that if you are near Denver you will have to wait millions of days to get that emerald. BUT! ANOTHER FACT OF LIFE! What is the chance that it will be that exact latitude/longitude you are at or for it to even be gem and not something else entirely random, such as you generate a random number out of 5,000,000 and each # represents a different object? The latitude/longitude the emerald would fall even if life got 23 out of a 200,000 would NOT be even near DENVER! LET ALONE ANY OTHER PLACE YOU WERE WAITING FOR YOUR GEM! Therefore it is virtually impossible for this to happen. Especially to you! Hmmm. For any gem to land next to you would be to get a 1 out of a 4,000,000,000 chance. Oh! AND AGAIN! I'M SORRY LIFE GOT A 51,482,153!

Why this is here.

You are all wondering, "Why does this blog even exist?" And the answer is... DOES IT EXIST?  The answer to the answer is probably it exists but I'm not to sure. This entire blog is so you read and post stuff about randomness. Yes. You can bring out your inner self and say: "HA, Now I can actually post and share things about my pet snail and my friend named Hoobert without getting embarrassed." I created this post just for you. You can place anything you like on it. Shopping lists, stories about wagons, comics... it's all for you.