The End Of The Road

I've lost sleep myself, dear reader. How to conclude this blog, how to sum up my life in one post. But I have thought of a solution. The fourth fact, the finale of the list, is that I, Whimsical Wyatt, may not be done with my blogging days. You heard it correctly, dear reader, I am too much a part in all of your lives to kick you to the curb. I am a man of the people, a man of my followers, hence the prophet/messiah alter-egos that you may see every now and again, so I will continue to lead you. The drought of diction that is sure to ensure during the summer will eventually, ease. You will not need to flee the country due to famine, I will bring the enlightenment back. This blog will be used to sharpen my skills, to hone my vocabulary, while making your life, dear reader, more enjoyable. This is the end for now, but I will be back again even though I swore last time that it was my last time. I am Micheal Jordan in his prime, I may retire, but I will come back far too many times.
And I purposely made the title misleading. Brought you down so I could bring you. Brought on a catharsis of passion and hope when you saw the truth. That is how you persuade the mob, dear reader.

Simple Circle of Doom

The third fact is another slander on myself. It is something that has embarrassed me since my youth and will continually haunt me forever. I cannot throw a frisbee. I play it off as frisbees not being cool or that i purposely throw the frisbee in the wrong direction as a joke, but i really just suck. I am an extreme disappointment in the most extreme of sports. Ultimate frisbee is the ultimate embarrassment to me. It may seem like as your omnipotent narrator that I can do anything, but when it comes to the cylindrical disc or doom, I keep my distance. The book will be slammed shut on Monday with the list and therefore my blog being completed, but until then, reminisce on the old times. My life is conveniently laid out for you on the right hand side of my blog where a simple click can bring you back to any moment of my life. You may wonder, well what about when you were a child, and the answer is, I never was. See my life both begins and ends with this blog. That is all.

Lie-mumba

Day 2. I have a confession. This may come as a shock to you, dear reader, but I am not actually Patrice Lumumba. I know my profile picture depicts me as the charismatic Congolese leader, but I am not him.
As you have witnessed, this countdown is getting heavy. You may not leave with a smile ever day, dear reader, instead it may be a battered heart and a tarnished image of your messiah as a fraudulent foe. Yet this the end of our time together so do not hold a grudge. I am the same person I have always been, I just do not have the dashing appearance of a Congolese President.
Tomorrow's fact is only 24 hours away. Mentally prepare yourself. You have been warned.

Something Wicked This Way Comes

Now after a nights worth of anticipation, I will reveal the countdown list I promised. However, it is not actually a countdown, for the following facts will not be in any order. Now with the formalities aside, the list will be composed of things that I, your blogging savior, can do that you did not know. The first unknown skill is my culinary ability. From the presentation to the meal, I am no slouch in the kitchen. I can turn a bland evening into an extraordinary night with my chef's intuition. Due to my New York upbringing, Italian food is my specialty. If you like Italian food, than you will like my cooking. Otherwise you probably won't and this first fact will be an utter disappointment. Now I know you want more. "Whimsical Wyatt, you should just give four things everyday, we can't get enough," said the readers, but you must be patient. The drama and suspense are what make my blog so unique and worthwhile. Try not to lose sleep over the anxiety from waiting for the second one tomorrow. However if you do, I will make it worth your wait. Over and Out.

Back For The Last Time

I have been gone for quite some time. Exploring the great unknown, traversing the sea of knowledge I needed to fulfill the prophesy. See much has happened since my blogging world was turned upside down and thoughtlessly abandoned by me. Yet I had no choice. Now that I am back, I must sadly inform you that school ends next week and i will hang up my blogging cleats for the final farewell on Tuesday. I will use the four days I have left to blog to recap the top four something that I will think of. My last act as your messiah will be to bless you with this countdown along with other priceless gems of knowledge to help you cope with the abyss of nothingness your heart will be without me. Even in my abandonment, I will not abandon you, dear reader.

Just as Much A Holiday as Columbus Day

There have been no blogs for a while, but I'll do what I can in the future. More importantly, big electronics recycling drive on May 17th. It is at McCallum High School (5600 Sunshine Dr) from 9-2. Bring anything, computers, cell phones, cd players, televisions. Let us relieve you of the shit that has just been sitting around your house for years.

Uncut Dope

Here is the uncut mission statement of our project. It will have to be edited for content, but this is how I want it, and how it should be. Let me know how much you agree.

Nobody loves sitting under the shade of a tree on a hot and windy summer day more than we do. Part time students, part time environmentalists, full time badasses, we are conscience of the beauty of mother earth and the need for her preservation. We are not trying to bring back the hippie movement, or inspire everyone to drive hybrid cars, but we feel like we have polluted enough in our day to try and give something back. If you feel the same, join our cause, if not, fuck you.

Logos Need Friends Too

The problem with the project is the lack of slogan. If you remember, I slaved over a logo sometime ago, but now my creative insight is once again required. The logo must be accompanied by a slogan of equal badassness. That may sound unprofessional, but if you have seen the logo, or had an insight as to what the slogan will be, you will have no other word to describe the pair. Sit in suspense, dear reader.

Blog Status

My blog has been dismal in these recent weeks, but it is not the fault of you, dear reader. Our computer program is nearing liftoff and so of course there is chaos. My blog has taken a back seat, but it is for the better. I make your lives better with my words, but I make other lives better through my work. This blog brings nothing but the passing giggle, but my project is important. I will try not to forget about you, but my blog could very nearly be seeing the beginning of the end. It may prevail, it may not.

The Helper Needs Help

I have been busy at work so I have not had a chance to blog, but if for some reason you actual read my blog, and you know somebody that works for Time Warner or AT&T, please let me know. I will update you more next week.

Suspended Suspense

Getting accepted into college was not nearly as exciting as I imagined it to be. There is no suspense, no drum roll as you open the letter, it is very disappointing. You get a big packet when you get in, and a little letter when you do not, which just seems like such an anticlimactic and flawed system. On top of that Lehigh wrapped congratulations around the outside which just made me care even less. If you were thinking about applying to college, do not, because it is nowhere near as exciting as the movies make it seem.

Power Walking Women

For my project, there is a certain woman (who will remain unnamed) who I need to talk to about getting a drive going. It just so happens that during this period, the period I want to talk to her, she leaves her office and takes a walk around the school everyday. She does it with another teacher. But they do not just walk. They power walk. And they look pissed while they do. I have never seen them speak to each other, or smile, they just grimace and walk. I knew I was supposed to talk to her, and they walked right by me today, but I could not do it. She was far to intimating. Moral of the story is, if a woman is power walking, let her be. I made the right decision and hope you do the same. My weekend starts today, dear reader, so I will be ghost for the next couple of days. But soon we will meet up again. Until then, dear reader.

Wordplay Wednesday

I realized that when I read blogs, I only look at pictures. Occasionally I will read the the words below a picture, but if there is no picture, than it is not worthwhile. This creates problems, because my blog does not have pictures. My words themselves are more beautiful than any possible picture could be, but I fear my blog is just skimmed over because of the pure text. If only those ever-judging eyes of readers could just see through my lack of pictures and see my blog in all its glory. If you have read this, than it is not for you. Enjoy the irony of that and take the time to wonder if it was worth it to take the time and read this. You may just be wasting more time, but that is risk that must be taken.

I Call Upon Thee...

If you are a faithful reader, you remember the Computers for All project I was working. Along with some companions, we set a goal of getting computers those without them in the McCallum district. You may have thought that this prolonged silence about it meant I gave up, I retired my messiah alias so you believed I know longer wanted to enhance lives. If I no longer wanted to enhance lives, I would not longer write this blog. I am still deep in this project and have just made great strides. As early as this week, we are going to distribute our first computers. This is a monumental moment and You dear reader are here to witness it. Look forward to how it turns out in future blogs, but I until then get excited. We do not need computers from the public yet, but soon we may so spread the word. Make giving computers to me the new iphone. Having an iphone is cool, donating a computer should be just as cool. Think about it. Let the settle in and then like the disciples did for Jesus, spread my omnipotent word to the average man.

Hooray, St. Patrick's Day... Psych

You may be paroosing through your day wearing green and trying to be as Irish as possible, but it just so turns out that instead of celebrating St. Patrick's Day, you are just being a fool. March 17th is usually the day to flaunt everything green you have in your possession, but to avoid conflict with Holy Monday, The Roman Catholic Church changed the date. The date was changed to the 15th, which means that it is already passed. If you like St. Patrick's Day like i like Leap Year Day, than it is quite unfortunate if you were unaware of it. Do not try and celebrate it today because you missed St. Patty on Saturday, because the Roman Catholic Church will not tolerate that. Today is Holy Monday and St. Patrick will not interfere.
And yes as you have probably noticed, I am back from another hiatus. There was no lack of motivation, only spring break. If you were wondering, it was awesome. That is all for today, dear reader. Enjoy your not St. Patrick's Day.

Personality, Shmersonality

You may think I have been ranting recently, but really I have just been dropping knowledge. Today I will talk about another problem with voting and politics. People care to much about personality. We took a survey in class today about which candidate our ideas lean towards. Throughout the room all I heard was "I got Hillary, I will never vote for her," or "Oh but I hate this person" and worst of all "I still won't vote for them." Now, if your policies are the same as someone running for President, you should vote for them. Do not be a fool. Whether the President is someone you would like to talk to or not doesn't matter, because you probably will never talk to them. Do not vote based on personality. It can be a bonus, but if you vote because you like the person rather than their policies, you are a fool.

Why Whimsical Wyatt's World Is A Dictatorship

Do not make hasty assumptions on what I am about to write, dear reader, just listen up and let me attack your mind. We have this false sense that every body deserves to vote. Now I am all for a democracy and everyone having the right to vote, but we should not take it further than that. Trying to get people who wouldn't normally vote, to vote, is bad for America. If you have somebody that only votes because they are told to, then there vote is not one they really support. Everyone is telling me to vote, and while I cannot vote in the primaries, I wouldn't anyway. The reason is not that my vote does not count or that I don't care, but rather I consciously understand that I do not know enough about any of the candidates to make a decision. I have not followed the candidates much to this point and do not know their policies, therefore I do not deserve to be able to vote. My school is doing somethings to help get people to register to vote. I think it is ridiculous. If you can not fill out the little piece of paper and mail it in on your own, you do not deserve to vote. If you are not willing to take out the time to get it and mail it in, you should not vote. We should not continue to encourage everyone to vote, because the uninformed, not necessarily the unintelligent, should not be allowed to vote. If you know nothing about presidential policies or anything of the sort, your vote is more harm than good. You have no grounds to choose a candidate so how can it be a good decision. You can be uneducated and vote, but if you are uneducated about what you are voting for, than why vote. Stop feeling bad for people we should not feel bad for America.

An Almost New Beginning

So I failed you again. I said I was back and I was not. Blogging just no longer tops my list of priorities. I just feel no need to keep my promises I make in this blog, because no one reads it so I am not making a promise to anyone at all. I pour my heart into this page and nobody reeps the benefits of my work. But I will start actually blogging, and not just blogging about blogging as I am doing now, and said before I wouldn't do, from here on out. My blog will soon be relevant and exciting, and not just a self-involved, self-idolizing work, which i know you faithful readers love, but I need to sell out to attract the mainstream. You will be left behind faithful readers, and I will never look back to you.

A Triumphant Return

I have been away from my blog recently but here I am for my triumphant return. Due to both technical difficulties, and scheduling conflicts, my blog has taken a back seat to my life, but not any longer. This past weekend my lacrosse team played two games, winning by a collective score of 30-6. Now this may make us seem like a powerhouse, but really we were just playing terrible teams to make us feel good about ourselves. And it worked. But it will seemingly be problematic, because if we are used to playing people that are awful, playing people that are just decent will seem like a jarring task. If the Spurs scrimmaged against college teams, they would feel good about themselves, but they would be setting themselves up for disaster. Which brings me to my lacrosse season. This false sense of glory may be more than we can overcome. Our first count game is on Wednesday and we will see if was better to have built up are self-esteem, or if we should have played teams that would have dominated us, just so that anything else seems like cake. Sleep in anticipation, dear reader, you will find out in due time.

Real Blogging (that last one was a phony)

That last post was an assignment. I was editing html. It does not look like anything, but I was using
instead of the enter key and all that secret code that only champions of html understand. You may be saying to yourself, why have such remarkable skill when it is not even noticeable, well the answer is that its purpose is just not for blogs. If I move on to websites, I will need this mastery. For you simpletons, what I am saying is that I wrote hidden notes in invisible ink that you commoners will never understand. It is necessary for me because I am champion of technology and therefore html just followed suit and submitted to my will. So my title says the last blog was a phony, but it was just super advanced space lingo that you would never understand. I apologize for being leaps and bounds ahead of my time, but you will catch up eventually, dear reader.

Wyatt

The above text is indeed my name.
You may be thinking, Wyatt, what a crazy name.
Well my friends, it is not that crazy at all.

Other than my name, my defining quality is my skill in mastery of HTML
I am Champion of HTML
You want a line break
There it is.
You want a new paragraph

This looks like a new paragraph, does it not.
Moral of the story is that my name is Wyatt, the champion of HTML.

Haunted Beloved

We are reading Beloved in English class. If you have not read this book, here is a short summary that is all you need to know to understand my frustration. It is a serious book taking the reader through the terrors of slavery, however it is hard to take the book that seriously. You may be thinking, what an insensitive person for not taking slavery seriously. But that is not what I am saying at all. The slavery part is very serious but the book is too supernatural. There is a ghost, it is not a metaphor, an actual ghost in the book. How can you take a book seriously that just decides to throw a ghost in the mix. It is justified in way, it just seems wrong to read such a serious novel with an out of place ghost just roaming around the text. Toni Morrison (the author) has very cool hair, so I am a fan of her, and well Beloved is good, the ghost just seems wrong. The story would have to be different, but could be just as powerful without the ghost. The ghost is a burden on Sethe (the main character) but, more so, it is a burden on the readers. Moral of the story, no ghost belongs in Beloved.

You Can't Stop Monday

I lied to you, dear reader. I told you I would have a joke for you on Monday, to brighten your day. However, I do not. I realized I am just not funny enough to think up and relay a joke to you. I also felt like I would have cheated you by just finding a joke. So now you get nothing but a bad case of the Mondays. It is for the better though. There will never not be Mondays, but there will not always be the chance to enter my Whimsical World by reading my blog. For I will move on, my blog long forgotten like an inferior Woody doll to the Buzz Lightyear of life that will take over. So to help you cope with Mondays forever, I decided to help you not deal with Mondays now. Not give you a false sense of security that I will just rip from you later. I am sorry for the bad news, but Monday is Monday and it sucks. That is all.

The Day Before The Day After Tomorrow

It is once again Friday. While I am looking forward to the weekend, because it is the weekend, my near future looks bleak. Tomorrow I happen to have a lacrosse game and the weather is apparently going to be in the 30s with a high chance of rain. As a goalie getting hit with shots hurt. The colder it is, the more they hurt. I while be miserable. And in times when no shots are being taken, I will be wet. This is by no means an appealing sounding Saturday. Pray for lightning, dear reader, then I will not have to play and enjoy the warm of my home and television instead of the agony of a freezing and rainy lacrosse game.

Off To Battle

Today in class we watched Pirates of the Caribbean 3. I am not sure why, but that is besides the point. What I realized is that music is the difference between an epic movie and an action movie. The music in this movie was awesome. It made me want to go to battle. Regardless of whether or not it is a good movie, it is defiantly epic. Moral of the story is, if you ever make a movie and it just is not as awesome as you want it to be, you need better music in it.

Football Withdrawl

I never played football on a school team, but I love football. It is by far the most exciting sporting season. With 16 games, every game matters, in baseball you have 162 games so why bother. 16 games on 16 Sundays make every Sunday for 16 weeks, 21 if you include playoffs, great days. However now the season is over. There are 31 Sundays left in this year, and none of them have any significance to me. I miss football and I wish it started up again next Sunday. That is all I have to say. Good day.

Monday Has Its Day

Today is Monday. Sir Charles has no songs about this day, so it is not a day to get excited about. I think Monday needs a mascot. Nobody likes Monday. People dread Monday. Me included. If Monday had some special attraction that no other day had though, then it would be a much better time for everyone. Tuesday is cd day, Wednesday is sometimes movie day, Thursday is the day before Friday, Friday has to much goodness to its credit, and the weekend is the weekend. Monday has nothing. Nothing at all. So now to appease your need for Monday goodness, I will tell a joke every Monday. But I can not think of any right now, so starting next Monday. Joke day. Get ready.

Sir Charles Jones

It is Friday. The day of kings. Sir Charles Jones would call it the day to party and get his groove on the dance floor. If you have not heard the song "Friday" by Sir Charles Jones, you will never truly appreciate Friday. It is the day to buy some new gators and plenty of other things. What a day it is.

Merely Entertainment

You may have noticed recently that I have not mentioned being your savior, your messiah. I decided to approach are relationship differently. I am writer, you are reader. That is all. It is not friend to friend, nor savior so savee, it is just blogger to blog reader. This is now professional. I will speak to you, and you cannot speak back for you do not have the power of print that I have. I will not be nice, but I will not be mean, I will merely be entertainment. There is nothing more to it than that. I hope you enjoy this drastic change, and if not, I apologize but you are powerless in making me change my mind. The fun starts tomorrow. Get excited.

The Dude Abides

I do not have much time to blog because I was playing tetris. Tetris used to be great and will always be great. People just do not understand simplicity anymore. Everything is to complicated. Tetris is great because it is so simple and so timeless. We need more of that. This reminds me of a The Dude. He is a just a guy out there takin' er easy for all us sinners. I take comfort in knowing he is there. If you have not seen the Big Lebowski, you will not understand.

Super Bowl Shennanigans

The Super Bowl is to be watched for the football. Nothing else. Anyone who does, or claims to watch the Super Bowl f0r commercials is a fool. I may be wrong but are commercials not the least pleasant part of television viewing. It is no different during the Super Bowl. You may get five funny commercials, in three hours. That is not a good amount of funny commercials at all. If you think five slightly funny commercials is enough to merit a Sunday night of yours, you are a fool. You really should be watching it for the game, which was awesome mind you, but if you are not into football and our just watching because your friends are, do not say it is for the commercials. Nothing bothers me more, and nothing is a bigger disappointment on a yearly basis. Commercials are not for pleasure, that is not their purpose and never will be. Do not give them the false impression that people like them. Next year when the Colts are winning the Super Bowl, do not be waiting for the commercial breaks, enjoy the Colts run up the score on whatever scrub they face, and do not worry about the in-betweens.

Monotonous Mayrtrdom

I realized that I have not had anything exciting to write about, because I need a new persona. I am bored of being the Messiah. Saving lives is only exciting for so long, and then its really monotonous at best. For all of you considering pursuing a career of this sort, think again. So now I will go into a three day weekend and try to reinvent myself. I will either come back next week a new man, or just a really disgruntled messiah. May the suspense carry you through the next couple days of your life.

Mr. Whimsical Keeps Rolling

So on Monday I came to school feeling a little sick. My English teacher sent me home because of how sick she thought I looked, and upon returning home I discovered that my fever was 103. So I am sorry that my posts have been nonexistent, but I had to get better. At 104 your brain starts to melt and I knew for the sake of you dear readers that I must be at full brain capacity to please the ever demanding people that cherish this blog. Well, dear readers, I got my temperature down and I am back to you feeling good. My brain is not melted and therefore Mr. Whimsical keeps rolling.

Much Ado About Nothing

Today is Monday, and I am sick. My mind is cloudy and my eyes can barely take the light coming of this computer screen. However, I am your savior from boredom and on a Monday, I feel like it is my duty to make sure you start your week off right. Therefore I have sacrificed my own well-being to enhance your life. I have no exciting stories, or breakthroughs in my recycling project, all I have is this keyboard and this screen to make magic. I am talking more about writing, than actually writing anything, but when you have as little to talk about as I do, there is not really any other way to do it. Now that I have written a fair amount with having actually said nothing, I will still not say anything and hope just seeing these words in this beautiful black ink and knowing they came from me, Whimsical Wyatt, will be enough to please you dear readers.

Business Time

Yesterday I was sparse on time, and gave a mediocre at best blog post. I apologize to you faithful reader who spent the day in depression due to me only writing an abysmal couple sentences. Now you can breathe easy though, for I will dedicate more time to blog from hear on out. The clock will never escape my grasp and time will never slip through my fingers and keep me from you. So on to the life of you messiah. Lately I have been making a lot of phone calls, to internet providers and such, during school. It just so happens that each time a different hall monitor pops up and tells me to get off the phone. I keep a buddy with me to explain to them what is going on, but it is unbelievable how many phone calls have been interrupted by a hall monitor just yelling. It can't be good for my credibility to be talking about helping my school, and then just hear yelling in the background. Anyway, I apologize for my posts seeming so professional. I am in the business call mode and can not switch gears. I also have a fear that somebody important I am contacting will read my blog, take my omnipotent voice the wrong way and cut our ties. If you read this important people, although all you faithful readers are important to me, please do not take it the wrong way. I agreed to be the blogging messiah in my second blog post and have never looked back. If you can not take it, I am sorry, but you can not stop the Messiah. I also am discontinuing the use of the TEKs. My teacher does not care, so neither do I. They may be back at some point though. Also if this title made you think of Flight of the Conchords, then I would liek to be a personal friend of yours, if not, you need to figure it out.

Hooray Grande

Today I spoke to Grande again. I planned to have to have a convincing case of why we deserved free internet and all this stuff, but then she agreed to give internet almost immediately. Hooray for Grande.

The Messiah and Mrs. Tech Support

I received a phone number from Grande, so I started off the day by giving the me call. The conversation got off to an unconventional start when I had to ask if I was speaking to a real person, because those automated responses can sound so real sometimes. After that things picked up and the helpful women told me she would call me back with another number I can call, for someone that can really help us out. I thought this was great because i would not have to wait on hold, however it may have just been her way of rejecting me. I have received no phone call back yet, and with me being in school, our relationship may be in jeopardy. I could always call back tomorrow or some other time, but this lady was my friend, and that friendship seems to have come to a close. I guess sometimes you have to move on, dear reader, and this is just one of those times. Apparently it was not meant to be. The TEK that applies is 18. (E) identify employers' expectations and appropriate work habits. And I am sorry if I repeat a TEK but i have no idea which ones I have used.

The Messiah acts Messiah-y

If you are a loyal reader to my whimsical world, or even if you are just cruising through for the first time, please check the link to the McCallum computers blog in the sidebar. I do not need much help being your messiah, but we do need a lot of help to actually do something constructive. It is easy for me to talk a big game on this blog, but we are doing something big under the McCallum computers alias and we need help. Now if you do that then this blog will be able to stay a blog of empty promises while that one takes on the role of the more productive twin. I know you enjoy the way this blog seemingly blends doing nothing with a lot of words, so to keep that alive, please check up on McCallum computers. I appreciate your support, dear reader. For your loyalty you will once again your TEK of the day, 17. (B) describe a variety of careers available in computer technology.

A Thursday to Be Forgotten

While yesterday turned out to be very productive and a got use of my skills, today was not. Classes are only 40 minutes today, so I found myself trying to look like I was doing something for 40 minutes. Looking back on it, I can not tell you one thing that was productive and done by me. I read some blogs, thought of what I could say I was doing if I was asked, and generally just not doing anything at all. I am sorry if this disappoints you, dear reader, but I am the bearer of truth and had to give it to you how it is. The TEK that applies is 16. (B) discuss the effect of customer satisfaction on the image of a product or company.

Dilemma

Today we had quite a dilemma. We need a working cd drive on our computers to run our diagnostic and wiping programs, but one of our working computers had a broken drive. All is lost, or is it not? We replaced the drive with a drive from a broken computer and greatness ensued. I am a champion of computer reallocation and saved this poor computers life with my skills. You can thank me later dear world. This one is on me. The TEK that applies is 11. (A) use an assessment strategy to determine the risks and benefits of technological developments in computer technology

No Title Comes to Mind

With the colts loss yesterday, I am too depressed to write. Enjoy this TEK, 3. (D) use simulation software for research and development.

My Fateful Demise

I found a mood ring today. It was on the floor. I put it on. It was green, it immediately turned blue. Now I have no idea what this means, dear reader. I am worried that my life is at stake with blue being a fatal color. What is so blue about my mood? I am not sure but if I do not blog tomorrow, dear reader than fear for my life. This ring will have predicted my terrible fate. Actually I will not blog tomorrow because I do not have school, but if by Monday there is nothing, then all is lost. The TEKs that applies is 11. (D) describe how and why technology evolves.

Whimsical Wyatt is Bemused

Today was spent going through stuff that was given to us in our quest to get computer supplies from around the school. We asked for computers, and got 3, but we also got 6 monitors, about 50 mouses, and nearly 50 power supply cords. Really, we just got shit dumped on us. I just realized today how many things people have that do not want, but just keep them around for no reason until some foolish kids (us in this case) get them so that we can do nothing with them until some other fool gets them from us. What a terrible cycle of not knowing what to do with things. Everybody thinks though that the next person does know what to do though. We seem like we know what to do with this stuff, so somebody gave it to us, but really we just know that we will get it to Goodwill, and we think they know what to do, but they could be as oblivious as us. What people really know, is something I will never know. The TEKs that applies is 5. (B) apply continuous quality improvement techniques to computer activities. And sorry I did not live up to yesterday's post. I get really heated sometimes, and can never recreate it. I will never be as interesting as that 10 year old, nor will I ever be able to make up a story that good. If you were excited, sorry. That was an empty promise.

Ten Year Old Outdoes Messiah

Today I there seemed to be an abundance of time, so I read blogs. The ones that caught my eye were posts about a kid gluing his hands to his bed to avoid school, and a dog stepping on a gun and killing his owner. Now I just cannot compete, dear reader. As much as I pour my life into my writing, it is just not possibly for me to be as interesting as that ten year old Mexican boy who just did not want to go to school. There may not be hope for me, but I will keep on keeping on for you, dear reader. To counteract the inexcitment of my life, I will try to incorporate stories I have read into my blog, as if they happened in my life. The line between truth and lies will be blurred, dear reader, but just know that your messiah knows no bonds. The TEKs that applies is 10. (B) identify areas where codes, laws, standards, or regulations may be required.

It begins... again

I came to you months ago, no more than a student with an assignment. I have grown into your messiah with a mission, and am back to bring you more. This break has worked wonders on me and am every bit as refreshed as I claimed I would be. This semester is no longer about me though. It is you, dear reader, that this semester belongs to. Keep it real, and I will do the same. This is your messiah signing out for the first time of the new year, but not before I grace you with the daily TEK. 4. (A) report on emerging and innovative computer technologies. Enjoy that gem, while I continue to do prophet-esque things.