I finally have regained internet in the hotel room! I never thought it would come. I guess I lost it sometime yesterday afternoon, and I am just getting it back today. It's not like I was going to do alot with it, but the thought of no internet at all makes me go crazy. Imagine what all I could have researched in this time. Like figuring out how to fix my sister's messed up Ipod Touch, or finding out how to erase the current account on my sister's Dog game. Oh yeah, very important stuff.
So when I regained my internet, I discovered that today was the 30th anniversary of Harry Potter. You probably think that it has been a long time since he was first created, yet the time seems to go by so fast. It only seems like yesterday when the final book was released and the final movie was just a thought, but is now only a few months away.
I remember when I was first exposed to the hit series. I was in second grade, and it was the eve of the Goblet of Fire release. I could see all of the kids and adults in Times Square waiting for the release. It looked as big as the New Years eve party. Immediately I was awed by the book's fandom, and I researched. I realized that you had to start at book one before you could get to book 4.
At the time, I was too young to grasp the concept of the book. When I felt that I was getting into it, I really didn't know anything about it. And I failed all the school reading tests that I took with the books. I clearly needed to be older in order to read it.
By around 4th or 5th grade, I started to read the series again, and oh how I loved it. It really got me into reading again. I really all the way to the 4th book, and finished it right before the 5th book was released. And then it was history from there. And I have followed the series every step of the way.
And now look how far the series has gotten. It has reached the top book status, making millions, if not billons of dollars. It has also created a huge movie saga, and then it's own theme park. Talk about huge.
Well I think I'm going to head off of here. I got this book that I am really into, and I hope to finish it at the end of the night. I hope to talk to you all soon!
-Tyler
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Idol Drama
We knew that when Simon Cowell would leave the show, American Idol would fall apart. And it is just a few months away from the filming of the new season, and already articles are spreading around the net talking about casting shakeups.
Last night, I looked on the internet and found that Ellen Degeneres was leaving the judges. She said that her schedule was way too much for her, juggling two tv shows. Although many didn't like her because of their conservative views and homophobic feelings, I personally enjoyed her because she was funny and she had an outlook on the songs that Simon or Paula did not. I think many fans will miss her dearly.
And then we look on the internet today to find some more startling news. Kara DioGuardi is on the top of the news when rumors have circulated that she has been fired by FOX and AI executives. While some say they are just rumors, some say that her contract is up and FOX has no intentions of letting her renew. While I thought she was a nice judge when I returned to watching the show last season, I quickly learned that she disects all of the songs the contestants sing.
She talks about too much or not enough emotion and trying to find themselves and stuff like that. Really, who cares. You can just be like Randy Jackson and say "Good Job Dog!" or something like that. I am sorta not suprised that she only lasted 2 seasons.
So after 10 years of American Idol, Randy Jackson seems to be the only one that has not had any trouble while being on the show, and he doesn't seem to have any trouble anytime soon. Unless the show has an unexpected cancellation, Jackson is not going anywhere.
But there is some promising news to all of this shake up. We have learned that Jennifer Lopez is close to reaching a deal, a judge that would be very popular among the fans. I personally would look forward to watching her judge. Stevens Tyler is rumored to taking the place of Simon Cowell. I don't look forward to this news because he just seems too weird. I was really looking forward to the thought of Bret Michaels being a new judge. But I guess we all can't get what we want.
We have also learned that they will be returning to the 3-judge format. That is also good news, because who wants to listen to 4 judges praising or ranting, when you can listen to 3 to do the same thing. I know some people had alot to say about this back in season 8 when they bumped it up to four people.
Well guys, it looks like we will have alot to read and watch when it comes to all of this shake ups going on. I can't wait to hear Kara accusing FOX of firing her because of her infatuation of Casey James. It is going to be a lot of laughs!
Until next time!
-Tyler
Last night, I looked on the internet and found that Ellen Degeneres was leaving the judges. She said that her schedule was way too much for her, juggling two tv shows. Although many didn't like her because of their conservative views and homophobic feelings, I personally enjoyed her because she was funny and she had an outlook on the songs that Simon or Paula did not. I think many fans will miss her dearly.
And then we look on the internet today to find some more startling news. Kara DioGuardi is on the top of the news when rumors have circulated that she has been fired by FOX and AI executives. While some say they are just rumors, some say that her contract is up and FOX has no intentions of letting her renew. While I thought she was a nice judge when I returned to watching the show last season, I quickly learned that she disects all of the songs the contestants sing.
She talks about too much or not enough emotion and trying to find themselves and stuff like that. Really, who cares. You can just be like Randy Jackson and say "Good Job Dog!" or something like that. I am sorta not suprised that she only lasted 2 seasons.
So after 10 years of American Idol, Randy Jackson seems to be the only one that has not had any trouble while being on the show, and he doesn't seem to have any trouble anytime soon. Unless the show has an unexpected cancellation, Jackson is not going anywhere.
But there is some promising news to all of this shake up. We have learned that Jennifer Lopez is close to reaching a deal, a judge that would be very popular among the fans. I personally would look forward to watching her judge. Stevens Tyler is rumored to taking the place of Simon Cowell. I don't look forward to this news because he just seems too weird. I was really looking forward to the thought of Bret Michaels being a new judge. But I guess we all can't get what we want.
We have also learned that they will be returning to the 3-judge format. That is also good news, because who wants to listen to 4 judges praising or ranting, when you can listen to 3 to do the same thing. I know some people had alot to say about this back in season 8 when they bumped it up to four people.
Well guys, it looks like we will have alot to read and watch when it comes to all of this shake ups going on. I can't wait to hear Kara accusing FOX of firing her because of her infatuation of Casey James. It is going to be a lot of laughs!
Until next time!
-Tyler
Thunder: Chapter 6
Chapter 6: The Beginning
Lance hit the punching bag once again. Sweat was streaming down his back and chest. He had been going at it for several hours. His mother always insisted that he took some type of defensive class. And once she died, he thought that he should take a class.
For some reason, he knew that his mother’s death had him connected somehow. Because it was rare for a principal to be killed for no reason, at a school. And besides, nothing was taken at the scene. The killer was clearly after her. Which means that the killer could be after him?
It was strange that he was just now thinking of this. After all this time, he never thought that he could be a target. But now, he could be in even more danger. For he was now the inheritor of his mother’s money.
He finally decided that it was time to quit. It was nearly 11:30, and he was tired. He took the bottle of water that Bonnie had given to him hours before, and drank it. It felt good going down his throat.
He went next to his bag, and got his shirt and put it on. Having it off for so long made his body feel cool. Then he headed towards Katie’s direction. He just realized that she was still there. She had been working on the computer silently for hours, looking at the big screen mounted on the wall.
It seemed like nothing was going on. For no sounds notified her that something was going on. She finally stopped typing and turned towards Lance.
“Its quiet tonight,” she said in a aggravated tone. Lance knew that after several hours working on the computer, and not finding anything would make her feel over the edge.
“I think I’m going to call it quits for today.”
“I think that’s a good idea,” Lance replied, “I’m going to turn in too.”
Katie got up and gathered her things. Then turned around, “I guess I will see you tomorrow.”
“Ok then”
“Night”
She walked past him, and went out the door. She would soon head out the bottom floor door. Lance sat down in front of the computer, and started to surf the internet.
While driving down the road, Katie’s phone rang. It actually woke her up from her original state, which was a good thing. She dug into her purse and flipped open the phone.
“ ‘Ello?” She asked yawing.
“It’s me”
“Shannon? What are you doing calling people near midnight?”
Shannon was in her car, several blocks away from the Canton Dockyards.
Shannon looked around, to see if anybody was watching her. “You remember what you told me about you and Lance helping the police with the latest crime waves?”
“Uh, yeah,” Katie replied. “Why is this so important?”
“Well, uh,” she began, “I kinda thought that it would be fun to join in and everything, doing crime fighting and stuff. So I have been all over the city looking for some leads, and I think that I have a major lead in the big drug scandal.”
This news made Katie alert. And it helped her from ramming into the car in front of her. “What? How?”
“Well, I have been watching a lot of CSI and Law and Order, and I did a lot of research on where to find a criminal. And that most criminals were mostly in abandoned places, or places where people feared going to.”
“So far so good,” Katie said.
Shannon continued, “So anyways, I took it upon myself, and I went to all of the abandoned places in the city, and guess what? There was activity at the old Neil Bar place.”
Katie was still confused with this info, yet she continued to listen. “And they were loading a bunch of boxes into this van, and they drove all the way to the dock yards. So naturally I followed them. And then they were loading the boxes onto a cargo boat.”
Katie was beginning to understand, once she was able to truly wake up. “So your trying to tell me that these people are breaking into the dockyards, and loading boxes into a boat, without authorization?”
“Yeah,” Shannon answered. “And they never ship things out until morning. This means that whatever they are shipping is too important to wait until the morning. Which means that they are shipping—“
“Drugs,” Katie cut off. Shannon agreed with her. She pulled off to the side of the road, to get full concentration. “So, where are you at now?”
“In my car,” she replied, “I called you as soon as I figured everything out.”
“Your still there?” Katie exclaimed.
“Uh, yeah. I decided to run in here when I tipped the trashcan near one of the storage units.”
“Oh my god Shannon, you got to get out of there! They could be looking for you right now!”
“Well what do I do,” she questioned.
“Well first off,” Katie said, “Get out of there! Then second, call the police, and tell them anonymously what you know, not that CSI stuff, but just the part that you know something is going on at the dockyards.”
“Okay, I’m on it. And while I do that, what will you be doing?”
“Nothing,” she said.
“Why,” Shannon said stunned.
“Because,” Katie started, I’m not a crime fighter; I’m an expert computer hacker, who was able to hack into police records. I can’t do anything. Let the police handle it.”
Katie hung up.
Lance hit the punching bag once again. Sweat was streaming down his back and chest. He had been going at it for several hours. His mother always insisted that he took some type of defensive class. And once she died, he thought that he should take a class.
For some reason, he knew that his mother’s death had him connected somehow. Because it was rare for a principal to be killed for no reason, at a school. And besides, nothing was taken at the scene. The killer was clearly after her. Which means that the killer could be after him?
It was strange that he was just now thinking of this. After all this time, he never thought that he could be a target. But now, he could be in even more danger. For he was now the inheritor of his mother’s money.
He finally decided that it was time to quit. It was nearly 11:30, and he was tired. He took the bottle of water that Bonnie had given to him hours before, and drank it. It felt good going down his throat.
He went next to his bag, and got his shirt and put it on. Having it off for so long made his body feel cool. Then he headed towards Katie’s direction. He just realized that she was still there. She had been working on the computer silently for hours, looking at the big screen mounted on the wall.
It seemed like nothing was going on. For no sounds notified her that something was going on. She finally stopped typing and turned towards Lance.
“Its quiet tonight,” she said in a aggravated tone. Lance knew that after several hours working on the computer, and not finding anything would make her feel over the edge.
“I think I’m going to call it quits for today.”
“I think that’s a good idea,” Lance replied, “I’m going to turn in too.”
Katie got up and gathered her things. Then turned around, “I guess I will see you tomorrow.”
“Ok then”
“Night”
She walked past him, and went out the door. She would soon head out the bottom floor door. Lance sat down in front of the computer, and started to surf the internet.
While driving down the road, Katie’s phone rang. It actually woke her up from her original state, which was a good thing. She dug into her purse and flipped open the phone.
“ ‘Ello?” She asked yawing.
“It’s me”
“Shannon? What are you doing calling people near midnight?”
Shannon was in her car, several blocks away from the Canton Dockyards.
Shannon looked around, to see if anybody was watching her. “You remember what you told me about you and Lance helping the police with the latest crime waves?”
“Uh, yeah,” Katie replied. “Why is this so important?”
“Well, uh,” she began, “I kinda thought that it would be fun to join in and everything, doing crime fighting and stuff. So I have been all over the city looking for some leads, and I think that I have a major lead in the big drug scandal.”
This news made Katie alert. And it helped her from ramming into the car in front of her. “What? How?”
“Well, I have been watching a lot of CSI and Law and Order, and I did a lot of research on where to find a criminal. And that most criminals were mostly in abandoned places, or places where people feared going to.”
“So far so good,” Katie said.
Shannon continued, “So anyways, I took it upon myself, and I went to all of the abandoned places in the city, and guess what? There was activity at the old Neil Bar place.”
Katie was still confused with this info, yet she continued to listen. “And they were loading a bunch of boxes into this van, and they drove all the way to the dock yards. So naturally I followed them. And then they were loading the boxes onto a cargo boat.”
Katie was beginning to understand, once she was able to truly wake up. “So your trying to tell me that these people are breaking into the dockyards, and loading boxes into a boat, without authorization?”
“Yeah,” Shannon answered. “And they never ship things out until morning. This means that whatever they are shipping is too important to wait until the morning. Which means that they are shipping—“
“Drugs,” Katie cut off. Shannon agreed with her. She pulled off to the side of the road, to get full concentration. “So, where are you at now?”
“In my car,” she replied, “I called you as soon as I figured everything out.”
“Your still there?” Katie exclaimed.
“Uh, yeah. I decided to run in here when I tipped the trashcan near one of the storage units.”
“Oh my god Shannon, you got to get out of there! They could be looking for you right now!”
“Well what do I do,” she questioned.
“Well first off,” Katie said, “Get out of there! Then second, call the police, and tell them anonymously what you know, not that CSI stuff, but just the part that you know something is going on at the dockyards.”
“Okay, I’m on it. And while I do that, what will you be doing?”
“Nothing,” she said.
“Why,” Shannon said stunned.
“Because,” Katie started, I’m not a crime fighter; I’m an expert computer hacker, who was able to hack into police records. I can’t do anything. Let the police handle it.”
Katie hung up.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Hero
I spent the entire morning out on the beach. It was rather fun. More fun than it used to be. It was very warm though. Now that I'm typing this I can feel my knee and the top of my foot burning. I don't believe in sunscreen, so I guess I was asking for it. But I finished my book today, and that is all that matters.
With that being said, I finished the book that I was excited to talk to you about. I told you that I would be digging into the book 'Hero'. And at the beach, I was able to read it twice as fast.
First off, it was a real nice chance of pace compared to the Star Wars saga that I have read for the past year and a half. I read over 50 Star Wars book in that time, so you probably would know that I am sorta burnt out.
I really went out of my box when I choose to read 'Hero'. I haven't read many novels that combine action-packed adventure and romance, but I haven't read any of the novels where the main character is gay. I don't think any sort of gay novels have been widely popular, but this book recieved positive reviews, so I decided to give it a shot.
And it was very good. It combined the character's struggle to contain his sexuality and emotions with his attempt to join the very powerful super hero group known as The League. It also included the many mysteries that Thom, the main character, has to uncover.
There was something that did bother me though. It really resembled characters to the DC Comics group. Superman, Wonderwoman, Flash, and bits and pieces of Batman kepts popping in my head when some of these characters were described. Some to a T. One character pretty much had the same background story related to Superman. And the same character seemed to have a dark secret that seemed to be related to the Superman from 'Batman Beyond'. I felt that it needed more originality on that part, but hey, it helped me familiarize with some of the characters.
But really, it was worth every penny, and every page that was turned. It had the emotion, the laughter, the sad moments, and moments of pride and excitement. I think some people would think that reading a gay novel would be weird, but I am totally not weirded out about it. I enjoyed it alot, and I plan on reading it again in the future. So go and get your copy today.
I hope you enjoyed the review. I hope to get into my new book later tonight and I hope to be able to review it on here when I get done. The title is 'Ship Breaker' and it sounds really good!! I'll let you know when I finish!
Talk to you all soon!
-Tyler
With that being said, I finished the book that I was excited to talk to you about. I told you that I would be digging into the book 'Hero'. And at the beach, I was able to read it twice as fast.
First off, it was a real nice chance of pace compared to the Star Wars saga that I have read for the past year and a half. I read over 50 Star Wars book in that time, so you probably would know that I am sorta burnt out.
I really went out of my box when I choose to read 'Hero'. I haven't read many novels that combine action-packed adventure and romance, but I haven't read any of the novels where the main character is gay. I don't think any sort of gay novels have been widely popular, but this book recieved positive reviews, so I decided to give it a shot.
And it was very good. It combined the character's struggle to contain his sexuality and emotions with his attempt to join the very powerful super hero group known as The League. It also included the many mysteries that Thom, the main character, has to uncover.
There was something that did bother me though. It really resembled characters to the DC Comics group. Superman, Wonderwoman, Flash, and bits and pieces of Batman kepts popping in my head when some of these characters were described. Some to a T. One character pretty much had the same background story related to Superman. And the same character seemed to have a dark secret that seemed to be related to the Superman from 'Batman Beyond'. I felt that it needed more originality on that part, but hey, it helped me familiarize with some of the characters.
But really, it was worth every penny, and every page that was turned. It had the emotion, the laughter, the sad moments, and moments of pride and excitement. I think some people would think that reading a gay novel would be weird, but I am totally not weirded out about it. I enjoyed it alot, and I plan on reading it again in the future. So go and get your copy today.
I hope you enjoyed the review. I hope to get into my new book later tonight and I hope to be able to review it on here when I get done. The title is 'Ship Breaker' and it sounds really good!! I'll let you know when I finish!
Talk to you all soon!
-Tyler
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Buffet
Well, I made it. It was a VERY long drive. Six hours. It is trips like this when you realize that you get a headache after reading 60 pages in just a few hours, and that your Ipod goes from fully charged to dead in nearly 6 hours. And Apple promises that it lasts a whole day. Ha.
But we got here, and the nice weather couldn't welcome me more! And the hotel is wonderful!! It is certainly alot better than some of the places in this beach. Sea Mist for example. Been there, done that! I mainly just look forward to sleeping in and reading the two books that I have with me. And I also hope to get a tan to brag about when I go back to work.
But when you are a critic like I am, you can't help but complain about a few things. Within the area of Merel's Inlet, there are several places to eat. All had a ton of people there, some with long lines out of the door. But we choose the place that doesn't have the big crowds. We were very happy about this because this is our favorite place to eat.
Well, we were so stupid to believe that places don't change their menus. Instead of a menu, the just had a big seafood bar, called the Grand Buffet. I think Shoney's had a better selection. For $15, we were able to get just a few oysters every 30 minutes along with the crab legs, scallops, and fried pickels. Although they did have good crab cakes on hand.
I wanted to hurl it all up afterwards. Good seafood never makes me feel that way. Even though it is not Gulf seafood, even Atlantic seafood is good. And tonight's buffet was not good seafood, let alone real seafood. And it was totally not worth the price. But we all had a few good laughs out of it, so maybe it was worth it somehow.
But I have a bright future for tomorrow. I look forward to the warm weather, the nice bed that I am about to jump into, and the awesome reading that I plan on getting done. So I hope to speak with you all soon!
-Tyler
But we got here, and the nice weather couldn't welcome me more! And the hotel is wonderful!! It is certainly alot better than some of the places in this beach. Sea Mist for example. Been there, done that! I mainly just look forward to sleeping in and reading the two books that I have with me. And I also hope to get a tan to brag about when I go back to work.
But when you are a critic like I am, you can't help but complain about a few things. Within the area of Merel's Inlet, there are several places to eat. All had a ton of people there, some with long lines out of the door. But we choose the place that doesn't have the big crowds. We were very happy about this because this is our favorite place to eat.
Well, we were so stupid to believe that places don't change their menus. Instead of a menu, the just had a big seafood bar, called the Grand Buffet. I think Shoney's had a better selection. For $15, we were able to get just a few oysters every 30 minutes along with the crab legs, scallops, and fried pickels. Although they did have good crab cakes on hand.
I wanted to hurl it all up afterwards. Good seafood never makes me feel that way. Even though it is not Gulf seafood, even Atlantic seafood is good. And tonight's buffet was not good seafood, let alone real seafood. And it was totally not worth the price. But we all had a few good laughs out of it, so maybe it was worth it somehow.
But I have a bright future for tomorrow. I look forward to the warm weather, the nice bed that I am about to jump into, and the awesome reading that I plan on getting done. So I hope to speak with you all soon!
-Tyler
Beach Bound
I am now finally off work to take a vacation! Can you believe it? I really didn't think that I would be able to head out this summer, but I managed to sneak in a few days off. I'm gonna savor every second of it. And you wanna know where we are heading to? Myrtle Beach!
Now, some of you who know me really well would say that me excited about going to a beach is a forbidden thought. The sticky sand, the polluted sea water (in many ways than one) and the people burnt to a crisp under the harmful sun rays. All of those things just wanted me to hang out on the balcony and read, and then come out at night to do the seafood eating and shopping. I know, you people probably think I am weird.
But now, since I have started working, I have longed for a vacation like this. It really makes you appreciate the days when you had the chance to stay out for a few moments, reading next to the sea and just being out of this small town that seems to consume my every thought, even when I am asleep.
Sure, I don't plan on going all out and getting into the water. But it won't hurt too much to move from the balcony to the sand for a few hours. And who knows, I may actually look good with a tan!
So here I am, something past midnight, suitcase near completion, Ipod's charged and ready, and my books are sitting on my desk reading to run out the door. I hope staying up late will not make me a grouch when I have to get up early. Fingers crossed!! I hope to talk to you all when I get there!
-Tyler
Now, some of you who know me really well would say that me excited about going to a beach is a forbidden thought. The sticky sand, the polluted sea water (in many ways than one) and the people burnt to a crisp under the harmful sun rays. All of those things just wanted me to hang out on the balcony and read, and then come out at night to do the seafood eating and shopping. I know, you people probably think I am weird.
But now, since I have started working, I have longed for a vacation like this. It really makes you appreciate the days when you had the chance to stay out for a few moments, reading next to the sea and just being out of this small town that seems to consume my every thought, even when I am asleep.
Sure, I don't plan on going all out and getting into the water. But it won't hurt too much to move from the balcony to the sand for a few hours. And who knows, I may actually look good with a tan!
So here I am, something past midnight, suitcase near completion, Ipod's charged and ready, and my books are sitting on my desk reading to run out the door. I hope staying up late will not make me a grouch when I have to get up early. Fingers crossed!! I hope to talk to you all when I get there!
-Tyler
Monday, July 26, 2010
Thunder: Chapter 5
Chapter 5- On The Docks
It was cold and foggy outside. They finally parked, and got out. All of the men got out, leaving Nosaj inside. Nosaj finally got out, making a grand appearance. The environment gave him a sudden chill. But he soon adjusted.
“Get the boxes out,” he growled. Then he walked toward the small ship, leaving the men to their work. He heard footsteps coming up from the bottom of the ship. His friend Johnny appeared. When he saw Nosaj, he waved. Nosaj returned the wave.
“A hoi,” Johnny yelled, welcoming his friend at last. He took a sip from his coffee mug. He waved him toward him, signaling him to come on the boat. Nosaj followed his wave. When Nosaj made it onto the boat, he shook Johnny’s hand gracefully.
“Johnny Yates!” Nosaj exclaimed,” How the hell are you?”
“Swell, swell,” he replied, taking a sip from his mug. “How about yourself?”
“So far so good,” he said laughing. His laugh actually took away some of the wrinkles left by the drugs. He even looked normal. He then turned around to look at the men working below him. “How are we?”
“We’re on schedule,” Johnny said. “If things goes well, we may actually get out of here early.”
“Let’s hope so,” Nosaj said. He took a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. When he inhaled, he looked like he got a sudden pleasure from it. The smoke warmed his throat on the cold night.
The men continued to work. Already, the cold was making them cough and sneeze. But nothing stopped them from trying to get the job done.
The boat was surely used for cargo. Johnny was supervising them very carefully. Everybody knew that just by the look of him supervising them; he had never shipped drugs on his boat.
Johnny started to itch from the anxiety. If he was caught, it would ruin him, and his business. But he was willing to do it for his old friend. Besides, Johnny owed Nosaj a big favor, since Nosaj got him out of tight spots in the past.
After looking for a while, Nosaj walked near to Johnny. “Well Johnny,” he said, “It looks like this shipment is going to be a success.” He had a grin on his face. This clearly was the shipment that was to change his life.
“Yeah,” Johnny replied, “But I wouldn’t get your hopes up until we have this stuff loaded and unloaded.” On that thought, he took a sip of coffee from his mug.
Nosaj started to laugh. This just had to work out for him. If he got caught, then it was all over. And he could not afford for that to happen. If the cops traced all of the dealings that he had done, then he would more than likely get life in prison.
When Johnny left to supervise a very big box, Nosaj scooted next to where Johnny was just sitting, and took a sip of his coffee.
Johnny was able to direct the men to the right place to unload the very big box. Then he went to supervise another box. He had to supervise everything himself, so that nothing could be traced back to him.
Then he heard a loud, crashing sound. He tried to make out the object that fell. A trashcan, he thought. He started to shake with fear.
“Hey, hand me a flashlight,” he said to one of the men closest to the van. They obeyed and handed him one. He never thanked him, but instead, he started to head to where he heard the sound.
He walked over to the nearest building. It was a shipment storage room. Then he walked in a alley in between the nearest storage room, and the other one. He found the cause of the sound. It was indeed a trash can. But that was the least of his worries.
His main concern was what caused it to fall. Was it a cat? Or some other stray animal? He looked around. He saw smoke rising below him. He knelt down. And below his was a nearly burnt out cigarette. His fear took over his body. Somebody had been there. And they knew something was going on in the docks.
He ran back toward the docks. The men stared at him and looked puzzled as he ran past him. He finally stood beside Nosaj, barley out of breath.
“What’s wrong?” Nosaj asked, then laughed, “You look like you ran a track meet.”
Johnny changes the expression on his face, so that Nosaj knew that he was serious. “S-Somebody was h-here.” He pointed toward the buildings. “Some b-body knows.”
Nosaj’s grip on the boat rail tightened. His mission was now in jeopardy. He wanted to yell, and raise hell. But he knew he mustn’t do that. He had not been caught yet. Maybe the person that saw would not report it. But he couldn’t take a chance.
He stood tall above all of the others, and said boldly.
“Okay, listen up! Change of plans. Our plans may have been exposed. This means that the police could be here at any moment. And if we want to avoid any jail time, we need to get these boxes on the ship and sail out NOW! Now most bosses give you the opportunity to leave and hide, but I won’t. If you back out, and we do get caught, I will make sure that you will feel like jail time is nothing.” He gave a smirk. He saw the fear in the men below him. And he saw them progressing faster.
They didn’t have much time. He looked at his watch: 11:15. It was nearly Saturday. It was going to be a long night.
It was cold and foggy outside. They finally parked, and got out. All of the men got out, leaving Nosaj inside. Nosaj finally got out, making a grand appearance. The environment gave him a sudden chill. But he soon adjusted.
“Get the boxes out,” he growled. Then he walked toward the small ship, leaving the men to their work. He heard footsteps coming up from the bottom of the ship. His friend Johnny appeared. When he saw Nosaj, he waved. Nosaj returned the wave.
“A hoi,” Johnny yelled, welcoming his friend at last. He took a sip from his coffee mug. He waved him toward him, signaling him to come on the boat. Nosaj followed his wave. When Nosaj made it onto the boat, he shook Johnny’s hand gracefully.
“Johnny Yates!” Nosaj exclaimed,” How the hell are you?”
“Swell, swell,” he replied, taking a sip from his mug. “How about yourself?”
“So far so good,” he said laughing. His laugh actually took away some of the wrinkles left by the drugs. He even looked normal. He then turned around to look at the men working below him. “How are we?”
“We’re on schedule,” Johnny said. “If things goes well, we may actually get out of here early.”
“Let’s hope so,” Nosaj said. He took a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. When he inhaled, he looked like he got a sudden pleasure from it. The smoke warmed his throat on the cold night.
The men continued to work. Already, the cold was making them cough and sneeze. But nothing stopped them from trying to get the job done.
The boat was surely used for cargo. Johnny was supervising them very carefully. Everybody knew that just by the look of him supervising them; he had never shipped drugs on his boat.
Johnny started to itch from the anxiety. If he was caught, it would ruin him, and his business. But he was willing to do it for his old friend. Besides, Johnny owed Nosaj a big favor, since Nosaj got him out of tight spots in the past.
After looking for a while, Nosaj walked near to Johnny. “Well Johnny,” he said, “It looks like this shipment is going to be a success.” He had a grin on his face. This clearly was the shipment that was to change his life.
“Yeah,” Johnny replied, “But I wouldn’t get your hopes up until we have this stuff loaded and unloaded.” On that thought, he took a sip of coffee from his mug.
Nosaj started to laugh. This just had to work out for him. If he got caught, then it was all over. And he could not afford for that to happen. If the cops traced all of the dealings that he had done, then he would more than likely get life in prison.
When Johnny left to supervise a very big box, Nosaj scooted next to where Johnny was just sitting, and took a sip of his coffee.
Johnny was able to direct the men to the right place to unload the very big box. Then he went to supervise another box. He had to supervise everything himself, so that nothing could be traced back to him.
Then he heard a loud, crashing sound. He tried to make out the object that fell. A trashcan, he thought. He started to shake with fear.
“Hey, hand me a flashlight,” he said to one of the men closest to the van. They obeyed and handed him one. He never thanked him, but instead, he started to head to where he heard the sound.
He walked over to the nearest building. It was a shipment storage room. Then he walked in a alley in between the nearest storage room, and the other one. He found the cause of the sound. It was indeed a trash can. But that was the least of his worries.
His main concern was what caused it to fall. Was it a cat? Or some other stray animal? He looked around. He saw smoke rising below him. He knelt down. And below his was a nearly burnt out cigarette. His fear took over his body. Somebody had been there. And they knew something was going on in the docks.
He ran back toward the docks. The men stared at him and looked puzzled as he ran past him. He finally stood beside Nosaj, barley out of breath.
“What’s wrong?” Nosaj asked, then laughed, “You look like you ran a track meet.”
Johnny changes the expression on his face, so that Nosaj knew that he was serious. “S-Somebody was h-here.” He pointed toward the buildings. “Some b-body knows.”
Nosaj’s grip on the boat rail tightened. His mission was now in jeopardy. He wanted to yell, and raise hell. But he knew he mustn’t do that. He had not been caught yet. Maybe the person that saw would not report it. But he couldn’t take a chance.
He stood tall above all of the others, and said boldly.
“Okay, listen up! Change of plans. Our plans may have been exposed. This means that the police could be here at any moment. And if we want to avoid any jail time, we need to get these boxes on the ship and sail out NOW! Now most bosses give you the opportunity to leave and hide, but I won’t. If you back out, and we do get caught, I will make sure that you will feel like jail time is nothing.” He gave a smirk. He saw the fear in the men below him. And he saw them progressing faster.
They didn’t have much time. He looked at his watch: 11:15. It was nearly Saturday. It was going to be a long night.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Mind Wandering
You know, sometimes things are just hard to put into words. Gosh, if I was able to type every little though on here, I would have several volumes published into books and they would be sitting in Barnes and Noble right now. But to be truthful, sometimes I don't even know what my own emotions really mean.
Why bring this up you ask? To be honest, even I don't know. Sometimes though, I actually spend a few moments and let my mind wander to the past. Past relationships, past friendships, regrets, and things I would do again. Sometimes, all of these things are wrapped up in a nice little package. I dare not open these packages sometimes. It leads the mind to possible opportunities that have no chance of happening.
Sometimes people just drift apart. Some relationships come apart when there is no common ground to hold it together. Friends drift due to the busy work schedules, the schooling, and the offense to what was said and meant for good intentions.
Sometimes I think of the friendships that lead up to something more. When you kick up the friendship to something more, it feels right at first, but then you start to feel awkward. You don't know if it's you or them, but you know that there is a flaw in whatever you have going on. You break it off because you feel that it's whats best. But immediately you long for it back again.
Why is that? Why do people give up something like that, and then when the deed is done, they regret it? Why is it that when that someone moves on, or you think they have moved on, you realize that you haven't? You start to get jealous for that feeling that they are experiencing right then. Then when you make attempts to rebuild any sort relationship with them, they throw it back in your face, retribution for what you made them experience. I admit that I am a guilty party when it comes to this.
I have no idea where this theology comes from. I know I'm not the only one that does this. So let me ask you this. What makes out mind act like this? Why does it give you this random wave of emotions in all the wrong places and times? Maybe it is a flaw in the entire human species.
And the best part, not really, is that you have this chamber of memories to look back on for eternity, . All the regrets, the memories of friends and loved ones that have come and gone. You have the chance to relive it every day.
But there is something that can give you comfort. Closure. I have never been a fan of it myself. I usually just find comfort taking a field trip into that chamber, and reliving the good memories that I had with those people. But sometimes that isn't enough. You can feed on memories only so much. So you know what? I have started trying to get some of this closure. I have only taken small steps mind you, but they are steps nonetheless.
It's hard though. I don't even think I am doing it right. Telling people what you really think and then walking away really doesn't help the situation does it? Neither does it help me find out what they would have said back. But I think the reason I walk away is because I don't want to know what they want to say. I think I just want everything to get out in the open and then that's it. The end of the chapter. It doesn't end on a good note, nor a bad. It just ends. Even though it is hard, I think I can wade out the storm of emotions and just hope that the future is more promising.
Wow, I don't know if you understand any of that. I feel that it was all in a foreign language to you, or in a very complex code. Really though, do you know what I mean from your own experiences? Have you had these wanders in the mind to really make you think about everything? Have you had some closure in what you finally decided to do? If so, you should probably write a book because I know some people will wanna read!
It was fun really talking in this post today. I think this was a post that I have been wanting to write for some time. Even though I still feel that I am at a loss for words, I think I wrote it the best way I could to even help myself understand it. Only time will tell.
Until next time!
-Tyler
Why bring this up you ask? To be honest, even I don't know. Sometimes though, I actually spend a few moments and let my mind wander to the past. Past relationships, past friendships, regrets, and things I would do again. Sometimes, all of these things are wrapped up in a nice little package. I dare not open these packages sometimes. It leads the mind to possible opportunities that have no chance of happening.
Sometimes people just drift apart. Some relationships come apart when there is no common ground to hold it together. Friends drift due to the busy work schedules, the schooling, and the offense to what was said and meant for good intentions.
Sometimes I think of the friendships that lead up to something more. When you kick up the friendship to something more, it feels right at first, but then you start to feel awkward. You don't know if it's you or them, but you know that there is a flaw in whatever you have going on. You break it off because you feel that it's whats best. But immediately you long for it back again.
Why is that? Why do people give up something like that, and then when the deed is done, they regret it? Why is it that when that someone moves on, or you think they have moved on, you realize that you haven't? You start to get jealous for that feeling that they are experiencing right then. Then when you make attempts to rebuild any sort relationship with them, they throw it back in your face, retribution for what you made them experience. I admit that I am a guilty party when it comes to this.
I have no idea where this theology comes from. I know I'm not the only one that does this. So let me ask you this. What makes out mind act like this? Why does it give you this random wave of emotions in all the wrong places and times? Maybe it is a flaw in the entire human species.
And the best part, not really, is that you have this chamber of memories to look back on for eternity, . All the regrets, the memories of friends and loved ones that have come and gone. You have the chance to relive it every day.
But there is something that can give you comfort. Closure. I have never been a fan of it myself. I usually just find comfort taking a field trip into that chamber, and reliving the good memories that I had with those people. But sometimes that isn't enough. You can feed on memories only so much. So you know what? I have started trying to get some of this closure. I have only taken small steps mind you, but they are steps nonetheless.
It's hard though. I don't even think I am doing it right. Telling people what you really think and then walking away really doesn't help the situation does it? Neither does it help me find out what they would have said back. But I think the reason I walk away is because I don't want to know what they want to say. I think I just want everything to get out in the open and then that's it. The end of the chapter. It doesn't end on a good note, nor a bad. It just ends. Even though it is hard, I think I can wade out the storm of emotions and just hope that the future is more promising.
Wow, I don't know if you understand any of that. I feel that it was all in a foreign language to you, or in a very complex code. Really though, do you know what I mean from your own experiences? Have you had these wanders in the mind to really make you think about everything? Have you had some closure in what you finally decided to do? If so, you should probably write a book because I know some people will wanna read!
It was fun really talking in this post today. I think this was a post that I have been wanting to write for some time. Even though I still feel that I am at a loss for words, I think I wrote it the best way I could to even help myself understand it. Only time will tell.
Until next time!
-Tyler
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thunder: Chapter 4.5
Chapter 4.5-Neil's Bar
They left the building, carrying the large boxes to a white van. They disguised it as a bakery business. The sign read: Bettsy’s Cookies. And there was a picture human cookie figures, looking all dressed up in icing and other sugary sweets. Two of the men climbed into the front, while the others climbed into the back. The van started, and they were off.
The ride to the docks was so far, a quiet one. The men wanted Nosaj to calm down, after the anger he grew at the bar. If they could ship this shipment of drugs successfully, then they could finally break away from Nosaj’s organization.
They knew that they couldn’t break away a minute too soon. Because the people who did break away early, Nosaj always seemed to find them and kill them. They didn’t want the same fate.
One of the men finally broke the silence. “Uh, boss,” he started. He got the attention of all of the other men, including Nosaj. “I know you said that we had to ship the drugs tonight, but-“ he soon cut off, afraid to ask. “May I ask why?”
Nosaj was angered by this. But he took a deep breath, and spoke. “I kind of thought that you would be able to figure it out on your own.” He looked at the men, and then threw the one who spoke, the latest issue of The Canton Gazette.
The men all looked at the front page. Then Nosaj continued. “As you can read, we are the top on the wanted list in Canton. If we are able to ship the drugs and get out with no problem, it has to be tonight, not a day too late. By tomorrow morning, the police will be flooding the streets, and they will try to find us, and we can get caught.”
The men all nodded their head, showing that they understood. Then Nosaj continued. “And as you can also see, those mystery detectives seem to be really good. And we need to do this job before they are good enough to detect us.”
The men all nodded once again. Then Nosaj got lost in his own train of thought. He knew that he was in a city were he could be easily detected. And he did not know about the mystery people. Who were they? And how much of a threat were they.
He chuckled. If they were truly a threat to him, then the police would be welcoming them with open arms. So they had to be as secretive as he was. But that did not prove that they were not powerful. He brought his focus back to reality. They had arrived at the docks.
They left the building, carrying the large boxes to a white van. They disguised it as a bakery business. The sign read: Bettsy’s Cookies. And there was a picture human cookie figures, looking all dressed up in icing and other sugary sweets. Two of the men climbed into the front, while the others climbed into the back. The van started, and they were off.
The ride to the docks was so far, a quiet one. The men wanted Nosaj to calm down, after the anger he grew at the bar. If they could ship this shipment of drugs successfully, then they could finally break away from Nosaj’s organization.
They knew that they couldn’t break away a minute too soon. Because the people who did break away early, Nosaj always seemed to find them and kill them. They didn’t want the same fate.
One of the men finally broke the silence. “Uh, boss,” he started. He got the attention of all of the other men, including Nosaj. “I know you said that we had to ship the drugs tonight, but-“ he soon cut off, afraid to ask. “May I ask why?”
Nosaj was angered by this. But he took a deep breath, and spoke. “I kind of thought that you would be able to figure it out on your own.” He looked at the men, and then threw the one who spoke, the latest issue of The Canton Gazette.
The men all looked at the front page. Then Nosaj continued. “As you can read, we are the top on the wanted list in Canton. If we are able to ship the drugs and get out with no problem, it has to be tonight, not a day too late. By tomorrow morning, the police will be flooding the streets, and they will try to find us, and we can get caught.”
The men all nodded their head, showing that they understood. Then Nosaj continued. “And as you can also see, those mystery detectives seem to be really good. And we need to do this job before they are good enough to detect us.”
The men all nodded once again. Then Nosaj got lost in his own train of thought. He knew that he was in a city were he could be easily detected. And he did not know about the mystery people. Who were they? And how much of a threat were they.
He chuckled. If they were truly a threat to him, then the police would be welcoming them with open arms. So they had to be as secretive as he was. But that did not prove that they were not powerful. He brought his focus back to reality. They had arrived at the docks.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Allies
Phew, everytime I come on here I seem to be rambling about my job and how much I seem to be working. Well I have been working alot, but guess what? I have most of next week off!! I am very excited since I thought that I would not be getting to go anywhere this summer. Anyways, enough of that stuff, I have alot more exciting stuff to talk about.
Two days ago was my sister's birthday. She turned 16. I know turning that age seems to be a new milestone. She got her license, so of course it seems like a new life for her. I really didn't get to enjoy that feeling since my driver instructor didn't start my classes until 3 months after my 15th birthday, making me unable to get my licence when I was 16.
Anyways, I was very concerned when she started heading out. It's not that I don't think she isn't capable of driving. I'm just afraid that something will happen at a split second that could change a normal situation while driving. I have a feeling that my mom is feeling the same way right now. She says that she didn't worry about me when I started driving, so I guess she is extra worried for her. For her birthday card, I thought about buying her a sympathy card and saying that it was nice knowing her while she had her license. Now that I think about it, I don't think it was such a bright idea.
For her present from me, I bought her a Lady Antebellum CD. I bought it online via Barnesandnoble.com. I bought it a week in advance, along with two other books. I figured it would arrive days before, giving me enough time to wrap it and such. Didn't happen. I pretty much had to bless the UPS man out because it arrived just as I walked out the door to her party. But hey, at least it made it.
I arrived at her pool party with pizza and gifts. I think she enjoyed it pretty well. I started to cry when she started crying when I presented to her the family gift that I gave her. It was a collage of many pictures of her and family. It had a small note printed on it wishing her a Happy Birthday, and hoping that she can notice all of the pictures 16 years in the making. It was totally worth the time I put in making it. As long as it made her happy.
Moving on. Today I finished the current book that I was reading. 'Allies', part of the 'Fate of the Jedi' series. I admit, I rather enjoyed it! It was way better than the book before it, 'Backlash'. While Backlash was boring at some parts, Allies was very entertaining, filled with adventure, political stuggles, along with Jedi struggles and a climax to keep you on your toes and an ending that leaves you hanging, begging for the next book. Sadly, the next book is several months away. Can I really make it that long?
For now, I am reading 'Heroes'. I noticed the book at the bookstore and then when I was making an online order, I noticed it again. I decided to buy it. It is pretty promising. I haven't got far, but according to the back, it is a story based on a teenage boy who eventually becomes a superhero. Not only does he have to battle the numerous villians, but he also have to battle two personal conflicts; his father's dark past, and his sexuality.
I will certainly have to give a full review on this book because I have a feeling that it's going to be really good!
Until next time!!
-Tyler
Two days ago was my sister's birthday. She turned 16. I know turning that age seems to be a new milestone. She got her license, so of course it seems like a new life for her. I really didn't get to enjoy that feeling since my driver instructor didn't start my classes until 3 months after my 15th birthday, making me unable to get my licence when I was 16.
Anyways, I was very concerned when she started heading out. It's not that I don't think she isn't capable of driving. I'm just afraid that something will happen at a split second that could change a normal situation while driving. I have a feeling that my mom is feeling the same way right now. She says that she didn't worry about me when I started driving, so I guess she is extra worried for her. For her birthday card, I thought about buying her a sympathy card and saying that it was nice knowing her while she had her license. Now that I think about it, I don't think it was such a bright idea.
For her present from me, I bought her a Lady Antebellum CD. I bought it online via Barnesandnoble.com. I bought it a week in advance, along with two other books. I figured it would arrive days before, giving me enough time to wrap it and such. Didn't happen. I pretty much had to bless the UPS man out because it arrived just as I walked out the door to her party. But hey, at least it made it.
I arrived at her pool party with pizza and gifts. I think she enjoyed it pretty well. I started to cry when she started crying when I presented to her the family gift that I gave her. It was a collage of many pictures of her and family. It had a small note printed on it wishing her a Happy Birthday, and hoping that she can notice all of the pictures 16 years in the making. It was totally worth the time I put in making it. As long as it made her happy.
Moving on. Today I finished the current book that I was reading. 'Allies', part of the 'Fate of the Jedi' series. I admit, I rather enjoyed it! It was way better than the book before it, 'Backlash'. While Backlash was boring at some parts, Allies was very entertaining, filled with adventure, political stuggles, along with Jedi struggles and a climax to keep you on your toes and an ending that leaves you hanging, begging for the next book. Sadly, the next book is several months away. Can I really make it that long?
For now, I am reading 'Heroes'. I noticed the book at the bookstore and then when I was making an online order, I noticed it again. I decided to buy it. It is pretty promising. I haven't got far, but according to the back, it is a story based on a teenage boy who eventually becomes a superhero. Not only does he have to battle the numerous villians, but he also have to battle two personal conflicts; his father's dark past, and his sexuality.
I will certainly have to give a full review on this book because I have a feeling that it's going to be really good!
Until next time!!
-Tyler
Monday, July 19, 2010
Thunder: Chapter 4
Chapter 4: Neil's Bar
Down on the outskirts of town, there lay a building, about 25 years old. The layout of the building was to look like an old time saloon.
The building had been abandoned for years. It used to be a bar, also for private business, such as assassination dealings, drug dealings, and private gambling. It was eventually shut down by the government due to the fact that it was the main place for drugs, and crime.
The outside paint on the walls was worn off. There was a painted sign above the door that said NEIL’S BAR. The words had been scraped off, and had DO NOT ENTER painted over it.
Outside the building, was a tall, bulking man guarding the door. He was wearing a suit, and he had a pouch with a gun in it on his hip. His hands were held together in his lap. He knew that nobody would be coming to visit the building, but the boss said that you couldn’t be too careful.
Inside, it was just as bad as it was outside. There was clearly leaking problems, and the smell of cigar and cigarette smoke was still in the air. There were boxes all around the bar, making it feel and look like the room was smaller. And the places where you could see, there were marks where the old slot machines laid.
Inside the boxes were small stuffed bunnies. But even inside the stuffed bunnies, hidden by the stuffing, were many different assortments of drugs. There was a table in the middle of the bar, the whole thing covered with different type of cleaning products and bug extermination products, plus some stuffed bunnies. The building clearly was a big neutron bomb.
Clearly, the government didn’t do much to make sure that the bar was a drug-free area. Nor did they come to make sure that nobody was using it. People kept trying to get the mayor to tear it down, but he said that he had more important matters on his hands.
The guard that was outside came in and sat in an empty seat. “Billy”, he finally said, “It’s your shift, I’m on break now.”
He so called Billy got up, pick up a gun from the supplies in the corner, and went out the door, shutting it hard on his way out.
The door that used to be the door for the owner’s office opened. A man, named Nosaj, walked out slowly, until he reached the table that had all the drug materials on it. He clearly was a regular drug user. The effects had taken his toll on his face. His face looked really rough, covered with a beard. He was having slights tremors. The other guys noticed.
“What are you staring at?” he yelled. They turned their heads quickly. As soon as he realized what they were looking at, he got the tremors under control.
The effects of the drugs he was using were wearing him down. But he made sure that he didn’t show it.
“Ok, listen up you all, tonight is the night!” He said with enthusiasm.
“But Nosaj”, said one of the guys, who had gotten up, “Why so soon?”
“First of all,” he said, pointing a gun in his face, “You call me boss.” The man nodded his head, and sunk back into his seat. Then Nosaj continued. “Because”, said Nosaj. He was now mad because they were questioning his decision. “The city is cracking down on drug use and exchange. If we are going to ship these boxes, we’ve got to do it now. Now listen up, I have an old friend of mine that is going to lend us his boat so we can ship it. So all you have to do is load it, no questions asked, and you will get your money. Deal?”
“Deal”, the whole gang said in unison. But most of them were not sure that shipping it early would be a good idea.
“Alright then”, the man said with a smile, “Lets head out!”
Down on the outskirts of town, there lay a building, about 25 years old. The layout of the building was to look like an old time saloon.
The building had been abandoned for years. It used to be a bar, also for private business, such as assassination dealings, drug dealings, and private gambling. It was eventually shut down by the government due to the fact that it was the main place for drugs, and crime.
The outside paint on the walls was worn off. There was a painted sign above the door that said NEIL’S BAR. The words had been scraped off, and had DO NOT ENTER painted over it.
Outside the building, was a tall, bulking man guarding the door. He was wearing a suit, and he had a pouch with a gun in it on his hip. His hands were held together in his lap. He knew that nobody would be coming to visit the building, but the boss said that you couldn’t be too careful.
Inside, it was just as bad as it was outside. There was clearly leaking problems, and the smell of cigar and cigarette smoke was still in the air. There were boxes all around the bar, making it feel and look like the room was smaller. And the places where you could see, there were marks where the old slot machines laid.
Inside the boxes were small stuffed bunnies. But even inside the stuffed bunnies, hidden by the stuffing, were many different assortments of drugs. There was a table in the middle of the bar, the whole thing covered with different type of cleaning products and bug extermination products, plus some stuffed bunnies. The building clearly was a big neutron bomb.
Clearly, the government didn’t do much to make sure that the bar was a drug-free area. Nor did they come to make sure that nobody was using it. People kept trying to get the mayor to tear it down, but he said that he had more important matters on his hands.
The guard that was outside came in and sat in an empty seat. “Billy”, he finally said, “It’s your shift, I’m on break now.”
He so called Billy got up, pick up a gun from the supplies in the corner, and went out the door, shutting it hard on his way out.
The door that used to be the door for the owner’s office opened. A man, named Nosaj, walked out slowly, until he reached the table that had all the drug materials on it. He clearly was a regular drug user. The effects had taken his toll on his face. His face looked really rough, covered with a beard. He was having slights tremors. The other guys noticed.
“What are you staring at?” he yelled. They turned their heads quickly. As soon as he realized what they were looking at, he got the tremors under control.
The effects of the drugs he was using were wearing him down. But he made sure that he didn’t show it.
“Ok, listen up you all, tonight is the night!” He said with enthusiasm.
“But Nosaj”, said one of the guys, who had gotten up, “Why so soon?”
“First of all,” he said, pointing a gun in his face, “You call me boss.” The man nodded his head, and sunk back into his seat. Then Nosaj continued. “Because”, said Nosaj. He was now mad because they were questioning his decision. “The city is cracking down on drug use and exchange. If we are going to ship these boxes, we’ve got to do it now. Now listen up, I have an old friend of mine that is going to lend us his boat so we can ship it. So all you have to do is load it, no questions asked, and you will get your money. Deal?”
“Deal”, the whole gang said in unison. But most of them were not sure that shipping it early would be a good idea.
“Alright then”, the man said with a smile, “Lets head out!”
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Jar of Hearts
I am so glad for Sundays. The one day when I do not work at either one of my jobs. It gives me a chance to go to church, or sleep in and catching up on my reading. I'm telling you, I haven't read this much since I started my first job. I finally managed to read 'Backlash' from the Fate of the Jedi series, and now I am getting a head start in the 'Allies' book from the same series.
I was very happy this week, because I purchased some new books to read. Some titles such as 'Hero' and 'Infinity' looked very interesting. I will have to give you all some reviews after I read all of them. I also managed to buy my sister a good gift for her birthday at a reasonable price as well. I just love online shopping!
Anyways, like I have said before, I am always interested in new artists that make their way to the top and have great stories to tell. I have talked about Delta Goodrem, Aimee Allen, and now there is a new artist, who doesn't even have a record label yet, and is already making it to the top.
Christina Perri, waitress of the Melrose Place Cafe I assume in California has quickly risen to fame after her 'Jar of Hearts' demo was given to choreographer Stacey Tookey of 'So You Think You Can Dance' by a mutual friend. Stacey liked it so much and made a quick record of the professional version of the song for a dance routine of the show.
It quickly rocketed on the charts, including #13 on Itunes and impressive chart numbers on Billboards. She also sang for the live results show of 'SYTYCD'. She says that she has already quit her day job and plans on releasing new music. So this is clearly a sucess story that is soaring on the charts. After purchasing the song and only listened to it a few times, I recommend that you buy 'Jar of Hearts' because I think it is going to be the start of a very big career!
It's always nice to write a good story and review about people like Christina. I wish her the best of luck in her endevors. Anyways, that is all for now. Make sure to stop back by at midnight tonight for a brand new chapter of 'Thunder'!
-Tyler
I was very happy this week, because I purchased some new books to read. Some titles such as 'Hero' and 'Infinity' looked very interesting. I will have to give you all some reviews after I read all of them. I also managed to buy my sister a good gift for her birthday at a reasonable price as well. I just love online shopping!
Anyways, like I have said before, I am always interested in new artists that make their way to the top and have great stories to tell. I have talked about Delta Goodrem, Aimee Allen, and now there is a new artist, who doesn't even have a record label yet, and is already making it to the top.
Christina Perri, waitress of the Melrose Place Cafe I assume in California has quickly risen to fame after her 'Jar of Hearts' demo was given to choreographer Stacey Tookey of 'So You Think You Can Dance' by a mutual friend. Stacey liked it so much and made a quick record of the professional version of the song for a dance routine of the show.
It quickly rocketed on the charts, including #13 on Itunes and impressive chart numbers on Billboards. She also sang for the live results show of 'SYTYCD'. She says that she has already quit her day job and plans on releasing new music. So this is clearly a sucess story that is soaring on the charts. After purchasing the song and only listened to it a few times, I recommend that you buy 'Jar of Hearts' because I think it is going to be the start of a very big career!
It's always nice to write a good story and review about people like Christina. I wish her the best of luck in her endevors. Anyways, that is all for now. Make sure to stop back by at midnight tonight for a brand new chapter of 'Thunder'!
-Tyler
Friday, July 16, 2010
Thunder: Chapter 3
While they were heading to class, a few of the so called friends of Lance and Katie waved to them and invited them to join the group. Lance and Katie gave a fake wave and left, politely leaving them.
They made it to class just as the late bell rang. Mrs. Goldman stared at them as they barley made it. They sat down in a hurry, and took out their Psychology books. Once the rest of the class settled down, Mrs. Goldman began.
The day soon was half over. Lance entered the lunchroom from his 5th period class. He walked into the lunch line, and found that the food was not promising. But he put a smile on his face, and put the food that he thought that he could eat on his plate.
Once he paid, he sat at his usual table with Katie, and his other friend, Shannon Buckel. She was also very pretty. She had blonde hair way below her shoulders, and had dark green eyes. And had a scent on her that made Lance so drawn to her.
He knew that Shannon had some kind of attraction towards him. But he soon put her out of his mind, for his real girlfriend was heading toward his way.
Monica Bolten was one of the most popular girls in the school, if not in the city. She had straight brown hair, with makeup that was lightly applied to her face. She also wore skirts that made other guys think that she was making a “Try me” statement.
Lance didn’t know why he was dating her. He didn’t even know how they even got together. He led to the conclusion that he was the popular guy, and she was the popular girl. So that meant that they were going out. It was one of those preppy traditions.
He mainly thought that she was going out with him because she wanted the make the other girls jealous, because she was going out with him. And also because he was going out with her. Also the fact that he was one of the richest inheritors in the school.
Monica walked down to where Lance was, her hips swaying left to right. When she reached Lance, she turned around, and landed on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him. This continued on for several minutes.
Katie and Shannon stared at them, and knew that Monica was trying to make a statement. They knew that Monica did not like the fact that Lance was with them all the time, and spent less with her.
The fact that Monica was kissing Lance burned Shannon’s skin. But she held her tongue, and continued to eat the disgusting display on her tray. Katie has a sickened look on her face. Were they ever going to come up for air, she wondered. They finally broke apart. Monica looked at the two of them and gave a smirk. She looked back at Lance.
“Wanna go out on the town tonight baby,” she asked, ruby his hair with his hand. Lance didn’t like the fact that she was messing his hair up.
“Can’t. Er, honey.” Katie and Shannon gave a snigger. And Monica returned it with an evil frown.
Monica got up and smoothed the wrinkles that she made while laying on Lance. “Okay then,” she was able to say. She turned around, and give a fake nod towards Katie and Shannon. They were able to return it with a wave.
“I could have done my geometry homework while you two were cramming for biology,” Katie laughed. She knew that Lance didn’t enjoy what she said.
“Its not funny”, he said. Katie and Shannon stared at each other, and then laughed. Lance soon got annoyed. “Can we please change the subject?”
By that time, the bell to 6th period rang. Lance didn’t even get to eat the food that lay before him. He didn’t feel too bad about it. He got up and picked up his tray.
“I will see you later Shannon,” he said. He knew he couldn’t tell her about his and Katie’s “hobby”.
He paused while taking a moment to look into her gaze. Then continued on, and looked at Katie. “And I’ll see you tonight."
Katie nodded. He smiled, and then turned around, and headed out the door.
They made it to class just as the late bell rang. Mrs. Goldman stared at them as they barley made it. They sat down in a hurry, and took out their Psychology books. Once the rest of the class settled down, Mrs. Goldman began.
The day soon was half over. Lance entered the lunchroom from his 5th period class. He walked into the lunch line, and found that the food was not promising. But he put a smile on his face, and put the food that he thought that he could eat on his plate.
Once he paid, he sat at his usual table with Katie, and his other friend, Shannon Buckel. She was also very pretty. She had blonde hair way below her shoulders, and had dark green eyes. And had a scent on her that made Lance so drawn to her.
He knew that Shannon had some kind of attraction towards him. But he soon put her out of his mind, for his real girlfriend was heading toward his way.
Monica Bolten was one of the most popular girls in the school, if not in the city. She had straight brown hair, with makeup that was lightly applied to her face. She also wore skirts that made other guys think that she was making a “Try me” statement.
Lance didn’t know why he was dating her. He didn’t even know how they even got together. He led to the conclusion that he was the popular guy, and she was the popular girl. So that meant that they were going out. It was one of those preppy traditions.
He mainly thought that she was going out with him because she wanted the make the other girls jealous, because she was going out with him. And also because he was going out with her. Also the fact that he was one of the richest inheritors in the school.
Monica walked down to where Lance was, her hips swaying left to right. When she reached Lance, she turned around, and landed on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him. This continued on for several minutes.
Katie and Shannon stared at them, and knew that Monica was trying to make a statement. They knew that Monica did not like the fact that Lance was with them all the time, and spent less with her.
The fact that Monica was kissing Lance burned Shannon’s skin. But she held her tongue, and continued to eat the disgusting display on her tray. Katie has a sickened look on her face. Were they ever going to come up for air, she wondered. They finally broke apart. Monica looked at the two of them and gave a smirk. She looked back at Lance.
“Wanna go out on the town tonight baby,” she asked, ruby his hair with his hand. Lance didn’t like the fact that she was messing his hair up.
“Can’t. Er, honey.” Katie and Shannon gave a snigger. And Monica returned it with an evil frown.
Monica got up and smoothed the wrinkles that she made while laying on Lance. “Okay then,” she was able to say. She turned around, and give a fake nod towards Katie and Shannon. They were able to return it with a wave.
“I could have done my geometry homework while you two were cramming for biology,” Katie laughed. She knew that Lance didn’t enjoy what she said.
“Its not funny”, he said. Katie and Shannon stared at each other, and then laughed. Lance soon got annoyed. “Can we please change the subject?”
By that time, the bell to 6th period rang. Lance didn’t even get to eat the food that lay before him. He didn’t feel too bad about it. He got up and picked up his tray.
“I will see you later Shannon,” he said. He knew he couldn’t tell her about his and Katie’s “hobby”.
He paused while taking a moment to look into her gaze. Then continued on, and looked at Katie. “And I’ll see you tonight."
Katie nodded. He smiled, and then turned around, and headed out the door.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Personal Hell
I hate it, but every Tuesday I feel like I want to pull my hair out. And let us not forget the past two Fridays that I have had to endure. Like I have said in the past, I have two jobs, one just for the summer season. I actually took it before I was ever offered the job at my more permenant job. And I felt like I had a sense of obligation both towards the program director and the program coordinator, since they have been there for me so many times.
Well, my first impressions of the job appeared to be correct. It seems to be a very unorganized program, totally unlike my impressions of it when I helped for it a time or two in the past. Kids are EVERYWHERE! And not the quiet ones either. They are the ones that send the voices in your head into a deep part of your mind.
They don't obey an instructor's command or learns from the disipline that they recieve. You can tell them to sit down or be quiet all you want, and they will look you in the eyes when you do it, and they will continue to disobey. The classes get so long and boring, that they decided it is more fun to run around and start throwing things. Eventually you just have to either ignore them, put your head on the table very hard, or take the liberty to make up a new activity for them to do.
And don't get me started on the staff. Some people apparently don't want any money, because they get subs for their classes all the time! And then when it comes down to it, the subs wind up teaching the whole class, including taking on the liability in case a child gets hurt. That just goes to show that the staff is not under proper control, and some needs to be fired.
But you will enjoy this next part. Last Friday, I subed for the leader of this one group of first graders, and the other counselor had a sub as well. Exciting already? Well we spent the beginning of the day at the park in town, which actually went very well. Then, after returning to school, the activity coordinators invited my group to participate in the water activities outside.
They had small pools and a water slide. And you know what my kids did? The first thing they did was get in and start putting heads under forcefully. You can yell at them all you want to make them stop, but you turn your head, and they are at it again. Not only that, but they put mud in the pools, peed in the pool, and started physical fights.
The coordinators were trying to figure out who they belonged to and one said, "That's Tyler's group". That was so embarrassing for me because it made me look like I had no control of them, but at the same time, people need to understand that subs should not have the responsiblities of all these kids dumped on their lap just because the regular staff can't get out of bed.
See my frustration? Every day I enter to work at that program, I hate the job alittle bit more. My mom says that I should just walk up and quit. But, I only have four Tuesdays left, and I think I can control myself until them. After that, when I am asked to work again, I can politely but firmly say, "NO THANK YOU".
Thanks for reading my rant. I really needed to let out some steam. On that note, have a great day!
-Tyler
Well, my first impressions of the job appeared to be correct. It seems to be a very unorganized program, totally unlike my impressions of it when I helped for it a time or two in the past. Kids are EVERYWHERE! And not the quiet ones either. They are the ones that send the voices in your head into a deep part of your mind.
They don't obey an instructor's command or learns from the disipline that they recieve. You can tell them to sit down or be quiet all you want, and they will look you in the eyes when you do it, and they will continue to disobey. The classes get so long and boring, that they decided it is more fun to run around and start throwing things. Eventually you just have to either ignore them, put your head on the table very hard, or take the liberty to make up a new activity for them to do.
And don't get me started on the staff. Some people apparently don't want any money, because they get subs for their classes all the time! And then when it comes down to it, the subs wind up teaching the whole class, including taking on the liability in case a child gets hurt. That just goes to show that the staff is not under proper control, and some needs to be fired.
But you will enjoy this next part. Last Friday, I subed for the leader of this one group of first graders, and the other counselor had a sub as well. Exciting already? Well we spent the beginning of the day at the park in town, which actually went very well. Then, after returning to school, the activity coordinators invited my group to participate in the water activities outside.
They had small pools and a water slide. And you know what my kids did? The first thing they did was get in and start putting heads under forcefully. You can yell at them all you want to make them stop, but you turn your head, and they are at it again. Not only that, but they put mud in the pools, peed in the pool, and started physical fights.
The coordinators were trying to figure out who they belonged to and one said, "That's Tyler's group". That was so embarrassing for me because it made me look like I had no control of them, but at the same time, people need to understand that subs should not have the responsiblities of all these kids dumped on their lap just because the regular staff can't get out of bed.
See my frustration? Every day I enter to work at that program, I hate the job alittle bit more. My mom says that I should just walk up and quit. But, I only have four Tuesdays left, and I think I can control myself until them. After that, when I am asked to work again, I can politely but firmly say, "NO THANK YOU".
Thanks for reading my rant. I really needed to let out some steam. On that note, have a great day!
-Tyler
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Daybreak
Another week gone by. And like last time, it feels like a blur. Last Monday seems like it was forever ago. It's amazing that when you work, you seem to be stuck in the time warp and you can't seem to get out. But word is that I may actually get a vacation this summer. So that thought keeps me going. And the cash keeps flowing to keep my interests on a high.
Just thirty minutes ago, I completed the final season of Battlestar Galactica. Like I said in earlier posts, I sorta had a long period without watching an episode due to the fact that the seasons are so expensive. But recently I have gotten gift cards from graduation. I figured since it wasn't really my money that I was spending, why not go all out and buy the rest of the seasons. It cost $75, but it was worth every penny.
Unlike other shows, who drag out shows way after they should be cancelled and slowly crippling the image, Battlestar Galactica had the writers and team to make such a great show and leave the fans happy after only 4 seasons. Everything was written so well, and you are glued to the screen from the first episode.
I remember when my dad bought the first season when he was making cheap, impulsive buys on the internet. He gave it to me and said enjoy. I figured if he was able to get it so cheap, then it probably wasn't worth buying. While the first episode was somewhat weird and hard to understand at some parts, you really couldn't help but watch another episode.
And here I am now, after watching the final episode, feeling sad that the show had to end, but happy that there was a show that really touched me.
'Daybreak', the 3-part finale, kept me on my toes the entire time. It turned the well rounded cast and storyline to a brilliant whole new level, and sent the show out with a bang!! Probably one of my top 10 best finales ever. It covered everything from good vs. evil, to civilized allies, to religious revelations, to emotional deaths. It even took a big risk, and included controversial topics that many scientists have debated over decades.
It also makes you wonder about things about our own life. It makes you wonder about the obstacles that our ancestors had to covercome to create this modern civilization that we live in today, and also take for granted. It helps us realize that what we have today could be taken away at any moment, and we would have to fight for it back.
Wow, I really got into writing this. That just goes to show how much I loved it! You gotta check it out. You should watch the finale moments of the show here and then you should start from episode one!
Until next time!
-Tyler
Just thirty minutes ago, I completed the final season of Battlestar Galactica. Like I said in earlier posts, I sorta had a long period without watching an episode due to the fact that the seasons are so expensive. But recently I have gotten gift cards from graduation. I figured since it wasn't really my money that I was spending, why not go all out and buy the rest of the seasons. It cost $75, but it was worth every penny.
Unlike other shows, who drag out shows way after they should be cancelled and slowly crippling the image, Battlestar Galactica had the writers and team to make such a great show and leave the fans happy after only 4 seasons. Everything was written so well, and you are glued to the screen from the first episode.
I remember when my dad bought the first season when he was making cheap, impulsive buys on the internet. He gave it to me and said enjoy. I figured if he was able to get it so cheap, then it probably wasn't worth buying. While the first episode was somewhat weird and hard to understand at some parts, you really couldn't help but watch another episode.
And here I am now, after watching the final episode, feeling sad that the show had to end, but happy that there was a show that really touched me.
'Daybreak', the 3-part finale, kept me on my toes the entire time. It turned the well rounded cast and storyline to a brilliant whole new level, and sent the show out with a bang!! Probably one of my top 10 best finales ever. It covered everything from good vs. evil, to civilized allies, to religious revelations, to emotional deaths. It even took a big risk, and included controversial topics that many scientists have debated over decades.
It also makes you wonder about things about our own life. It makes you wonder about the obstacles that our ancestors had to covercome to create this modern civilization that we live in today, and also take for granted. It helps us realize that what we have today could be taken away at any moment, and we would have to fight for it back.
Wow, I really got into writing this. That just goes to show how much I loved it! You gotta check it out. You should watch the finale moments of the show here and then you should start from episode one!
Until next time!
-Tyler
Friday, July 9, 2010
Thunder: Chapter 2.5
He sniffed the air, trying to remember the perfume that his mother wore, but failed. He looked away from the picture, and moved on to the kitchen. There stood Bonnie, the same as she always was, always cheerful, and smelled of hospital fresh rooms.
“‘Bout time you got in here”, she said with a chuckle, “Now hurry up, you’ll be late”.
Bonnie was a simple, old country woman, with her bright red hair, who was hired by Carrie who was to take care of Lance, when she couldn’t. Bonnie soon realized that she would have to take over Carrie’s job as a mother. And she did turn into a second mother to Lance.
He sat down without delay, and started to dig in to the fresh greasy bacon that he always liked for her to make. He looked at Bonnie. After everything that had happened over the years, she was always there for him. When his mom died, she could have left him on his own to defend himself. But no, she decided to stay with him. To feed him, cloth him, and take care of his other needs. He was grateful every day for her.
Only a few minutes after he sat down, he dropped his fork, and he wiped off the grease with his napkin. He picked up his bag, and keys, and started to head out the door.
“I’ll see ya Bonnie”, he said. And he went out the door as Bonnie was waving him goodbye.
Lance got out of his red 4-Runner, at the lower parking lot, and locked it. He headed up the stairs that lead to the school, with his laptop by his side. He entered the library, and sat down at a table in the far corner. He turned his computer on, and entered the internet. Then he went into the city’s local newspaper’s website: The Canton Gazette
The site loaded up, and the headline news read: Drug Scam Taking over Canton. It was the same news as it was for the past 2 weeks. To him, some amateurs got lucky at selling drugs, and it turned into one big Drug scam. But people sure were scared about this news. Because if you were associated with that organization, and tried to get out, you were dead. And no matter how far you tried to flee, they always seemed to find them.
But Lance would find a way to stop it.
Katie Baxton walked into the library, carrying her bag next to her. She was holding her phone in her hand, texting. She sat next to Lance.
Katie was a gorgeous girl, slim, with brown hair that went below her shoulders, and hazel eyes. And skirts and dresses that she wore drew everybody’s attention. She was just like Lance. She was one of the popular kids, whether she wanted to or not. And she didn’t care about the phony friends that tried to act nice to her either.
She finally got Lance’s attention by the clicking of her phone. “Who are you texting?” said Lance, still gazing at his computer.
“Don Preston,” she replied.
“How is that going?” he said, finally taking his gaze off of the computer. Don was now Katie’s latest fling. But she looked sour as she typed.
“It hit an end. I’m trying to let him down easy right now.”
“Why?” he questioned.
“Because,” she said, acting like he should have known, “he isn’t my type.”
“Then who is?” he asked.
She sighed, and then answered, “I don’t know.”
“Oh well,” Lance replied, “You’ll find him some day.”
“I sure hope so,” she said, and then she changed the subject. “So how is the news?”
Lance turned the computer so it was facing her. She read it, and then looked at Lance. “We will catch them eventually,” she said. Lance shushed her loudly. A few heads turned their way. Apparently, he didn’t want anybody else to know what they did.
You see, Katie had a talent with computers, and with her talent she was able to hack into all of the networks in the city, and receive all info into the computer that was sitting in the bottom of Lance’s house. She liked to call hacking, connecting.
And with her god-given talent, she was able to access police records, and was informed of all activity. With Katie, and Lance’s knowledge of everything in the computer world, they were able to figure out all crime mysteries that left the police baffled.
They sent off their info, and work to the police anonymously, and with that info, the police were able to figure, and close most of the cases. Katie and Lance were the mysterious detectives working for the police. Though the police didn’t know it, yet.
Katie took the mouse on the computer and looked over the entire page of the site. She turned the computer back at Lance. “Looks like we made the front page also,” she said with a smile. Lance took the computer and looked at the place where Katie had her finger on.
Lance frowned, and then looked at Katie. Katie thought that they would be bowing to them, and praising them for their help. He turned the computer around again, and let her read. She too frowned. “How dare they!” she exclaimed, “They owe us! And yet they are trying to make us look like the bad guy!”
“Well it is hard to make a good reputation when you do all your work behind a computer.”
“But still,” she said, “They should be thanking us. I’ll show them!”
Lance laughed. “As long as you don’t expose us, I’ll be fine.
Lance took another look that the article that stirred so much into his mind. The bell to first period rang. Lance hurriedly packed up his computer. He soon followed Katie out of the door to their first class.
“‘Bout time you got in here”, she said with a chuckle, “Now hurry up, you’ll be late”.
Bonnie was a simple, old country woman, with her bright red hair, who was hired by Carrie who was to take care of Lance, when she couldn’t. Bonnie soon realized that she would have to take over Carrie’s job as a mother. And she did turn into a second mother to Lance.
He sat down without delay, and started to dig in to the fresh greasy bacon that he always liked for her to make. He looked at Bonnie. After everything that had happened over the years, she was always there for him. When his mom died, she could have left him on his own to defend himself. But no, she decided to stay with him. To feed him, cloth him, and take care of his other needs. He was grateful every day for her.
Only a few minutes after he sat down, he dropped his fork, and he wiped off the grease with his napkin. He picked up his bag, and keys, and started to head out the door.
“I’ll see ya Bonnie”, he said. And he went out the door as Bonnie was waving him goodbye.
Lance got out of his red 4-Runner, at the lower parking lot, and locked it. He headed up the stairs that lead to the school, with his laptop by his side. He entered the library, and sat down at a table in the far corner. He turned his computer on, and entered the internet. Then he went into the city’s local newspaper’s website: The Canton Gazette
The site loaded up, and the headline news read: Drug Scam Taking over Canton. It was the same news as it was for the past 2 weeks. To him, some amateurs got lucky at selling drugs, and it turned into one big Drug scam. But people sure were scared about this news. Because if you were associated with that organization, and tried to get out, you were dead. And no matter how far you tried to flee, they always seemed to find them.
But Lance would find a way to stop it.
Katie Baxton walked into the library, carrying her bag next to her. She was holding her phone in her hand, texting. She sat next to Lance.
Katie was a gorgeous girl, slim, with brown hair that went below her shoulders, and hazel eyes. And skirts and dresses that she wore drew everybody’s attention. She was just like Lance. She was one of the popular kids, whether she wanted to or not. And she didn’t care about the phony friends that tried to act nice to her either.
She finally got Lance’s attention by the clicking of her phone. “Who are you texting?” said Lance, still gazing at his computer.
“Don Preston,” she replied.
“How is that going?” he said, finally taking his gaze off of the computer. Don was now Katie’s latest fling. But she looked sour as she typed.
“It hit an end. I’m trying to let him down easy right now.”
“Why?” he questioned.
“Because,” she said, acting like he should have known, “he isn’t my type.”
“Then who is?” he asked.
She sighed, and then answered, “I don’t know.”
“Oh well,” Lance replied, “You’ll find him some day.”
“I sure hope so,” she said, and then she changed the subject. “So how is the news?”
Lance turned the computer so it was facing her. She read it, and then looked at Lance. “We will catch them eventually,” she said. Lance shushed her loudly. A few heads turned their way. Apparently, he didn’t want anybody else to know what they did.
You see, Katie had a talent with computers, and with her talent she was able to hack into all of the networks in the city, and receive all info into the computer that was sitting in the bottom of Lance’s house. She liked to call hacking, connecting.
And with her god-given talent, she was able to access police records, and was informed of all activity. With Katie, and Lance’s knowledge of everything in the computer world, they were able to figure out all crime mysteries that left the police baffled.
They sent off their info, and work to the police anonymously, and with that info, the police were able to figure, and close most of the cases. Katie and Lance were the mysterious detectives working for the police. Though the police didn’t know it, yet.
Katie took the mouse on the computer and looked over the entire page of the site. She turned the computer back at Lance. “Looks like we made the front page also,” she said with a smile. Lance took the computer and looked at the place where Katie had her finger on.
Unknown solves Crime
Unknown sources tell us that the police have more help than they asked for. For the past few weeks, police have received unknown tips to some of the most baffling cases. Nobody has taken the credit for this work. But police are not happy with this kind of help. Mayor Calwell had this comment to say:
“I am glad that we have solved some of the most confusing cases in the city. But I am not happy with the unknown help. It is unwise to rely on help that has no sources. And we will soon find the people behind this, for they are now a threat."
Lance frowned, and then looked at Katie. Katie thought that they would be bowing to them, and praising them for their help. He turned the computer around again, and let her read. She too frowned. “How dare they!” she exclaimed, “They owe us! And yet they are trying to make us look like the bad guy!”
“Well it is hard to make a good reputation when you do all your work behind a computer.”
“But still,” she said, “They should be thanking us. I’ll show them!”
Lance laughed. “As long as you don’t expose us, I’ll be fine.
Lance took another look that the article that stirred so much into his mind. The bell to first period rang. Lance hurriedly packed up his computer. He soon followed Katie out of the door to their first class.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Blur
Wow, it feels like months has passed, but only a week has. Even though every day passes with a blink of an eye, each day seems so farther away. This schedule with my two jobs must really be taking a toll on me. I feel like I haven't been able to take a real breath from everything. When I'm not working, I'm dreaming about working. No matter where I'm at, I can't seem to lift this stress that has been put on me for some time. I should have taken the chance to change this situation when I had the chance, but nothing can be done about it now, and now I must ride wherever the current takes me.
Well, enough about that. I did manage to take 10 minutes out of my day to run over to Walmart earlier this week. I have spent so much time working for money that I never really have been able to spend it. Not that I want to or anything, I just wanted to take a moment to really treat myself, something that I haven't been able to do since graduation.
And guess what I bought? I took the liberty of spending my $70 gift card on the final 2 seasons of Battlestar Galactica. I didn't really feel guilty about buy it because technically it wasn't my money that I was spending, if you get my logic. I quickly ran home to watch a few hours worth, and it was totally worth the money. I really missed watching the series. I know I'm watching them too fast, and I'll regret it later, but I just can't stop watching them!!
Now for another subject; Law and Order: Criminal Intent. Last night was the 2 hour finale for the show. To be honest, it was a great ending for a very bad situation. Goren and Eames leaving the show at the beginning of the season took a major hit for the show's ratings. Not to mention many not liking the feel of the new characters.
The season finale included 2 episodes. Both were very good. We also got to see Nichol's father, who both apparently has some sort of conflict with eachother. Both had a very good storyline. But did the finale impress viewers? Judging by viewer ratings, people have not been happy with the overall season. No official word on what the ratings were for last night, but if they have the same ratings as recent weeks, the show may be on the chopping block. With or without a good sendoff. We just have to wait and see, and hope that viewers want to give this show another shot.
Hope you all are doing well and I will talk to you soon!
-Tyler
Well, enough about that. I did manage to take 10 minutes out of my day to run over to Walmart earlier this week. I have spent so much time working for money that I never really have been able to spend it. Not that I want to or anything, I just wanted to take a moment to really treat myself, something that I haven't been able to do since graduation.
And guess what I bought? I took the liberty of spending my $70 gift card on the final 2 seasons of Battlestar Galactica. I didn't really feel guilty about buy it because technically it wasn't my money that I was spending, if you get my logic. I quickly ran home to watch a few hours worth, and it was totally worth the money. I really missed watching the series. I know I'm watching them too fast, and I'll regret it later, but I just can't stop watching them!!
Now for another subject; Law and Order: Criminal Intent. Last night was the 2 hour finale for the show. To be honest, it was a great ending for a very bad situation. Goren and Eames leaving the show at the beginning of the season took a major hit for the show's ratings. Not to mention many not liking the feel of the new characters.
The season finale included 2 episodes. Both were very good. We also got to see Nichol's father, who both apparently has some sort of conflict with eachother. Both had a very good storyline. But did the finale impress viewers? Judging by viewer ratings, people have not been happy with the overall season. No official word on what the ratings were for last night, but if they have the same ratings as recent weeks, the show may be on the chopping block. With or without a good sendoff. We just have to wait and see, and hope that viewers want to give this show another shot.
Hope you all are doing well and I will talk to you soon!
-Tyler
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Independence Weekend
Well guys, yesterday I had planned on writing this big spill about July 4th, and then I got called into work. I suddenly was heading to work at noon, and not getting off until way after midnight. I spent my day working in the midst of July 4th crowds. Since my work is right next to where the fireworks were being held yesterday, people were coming in droves and stayed throughout the day.
For the first half of my day, I spent my time outside in the hot sun running Go-Carts. I about got my foot crushed three times, as well as having these immature kids switching signs around the area, including the cars, making everything a hazard. I was super glad to get out of that part.
I returned inside to work the Laser Tag section. It stayed pretty busy. I really didn't take a breather until after six. And even then I just had a small bite to eat for break...then I had to move on to the next task.
Then it came the time when the employees wanted to watch the fireworks. Not everyone could go, and our manager asked one to stay and man the fort. Of course, I choose to stay. And in the end, I felt accomplished. I have seen plenty of fireworks, so it was no big deal to me.
So, that was pretty much my 4th weekend. Not really memorable, but I guess I had fun. I hope you all enjoyed it as well!
For the first half of my day, I spent my time outside in the hot sun running Go-Carts. I about got my foot crushed three times, as well as having these immature kids switching signs around the area, including the cars, making everything a hazard. I was super glad to get out of that part.
I returned inside to work the Laser Tag section. It stayed pretty busy. I really didn't take a breather until after six. And even then I just had a small bite to eat for break...then I had to move on to the next task.
Then it came the time when the employees wanted to watch the fireworks. Not everyone could go, and our manager asked one to stay and man the fort. Of course, I choose to stay. And in the end, I felt accomplished. I have seen plenty of fireworks, so it was no big deal to me.
So, that was pretty much my 4th weekend. Not really memorable, but I guess I had fun. I hope you all enjoyed it as well!
Friday, July 2, 2010
Thunder: Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Blood Soaked
Then on a normal day at the school, just after Carrie finished her work, she was doing some last minute paperwork when she told Lance to head on to the car, and that Bonnie, their housekeeper and driver, was waiting for him. He obeyed, and headed to the car to wait for her.
Carrie finished signing the last paper. She got up, and started to gather her stuff. She heard the door of her office open. She thought it was Lance.
“Lance, I told you I am coming,” she said in a frustrated tone. She turned around, assuming that she would see Lance’s face. But what she saw was a tall figure. It was too dark to see anything. And before she could do anything, the figure knocked her out, and she fell to the floor.
Lance left the car door open to get some fresh air. Then a shriek from his mother was heard throughout the school campus. Objects could be heard thrown and dropped in her office. Then an unexpected, and horrifying gun shot was fired. Lance and Bonnie covered there ears to avoid the terrible sound.
Then when the sound was removed from their ears, they stared at the doors that lead to the school’s lobby, which lead to Carrie’s office.
The only thing that went through Lance’s mind was, “She’s alright, it wasn’t her, she’ll be running out to see if I am alright any second.” But she never came. Tears started to swell from his eyes, and drop from his face. He started to run to her office.
Bonnie attempted to keep him from going in, but failed. “Lance, don’t!” yelled Bonnie. But Lance was already near the lobby doors. Bonnie started to run as well, still trying to stop him from going into Carrie’s office.
Lance finally got to her door, and slammed it open. Then his answer of questions and worrying if his mom was involved in that gunshot was confirmed. There she was, lying on the floor, looking so scared. Red covered the carpet, and was starting to flow onto the creaks of the tile floor. His knees gave way, and he dropped to the floor, bursting into tears. Bonnie soon followed him, seeing the same thing he saw. She started to cry as well. The scene sickened her so much, that she covered her mouth to contain herself from throwing up. Bonnie slowly bent down to touch Lance with comfort.
Bonnie touched Lance’s shoulder, trying to give him comfort, even though it didn’t help.
He looked at his mother. He sniffed the air, trying to collect every bit of perfume that he could smell that was on his mother; for he knew that he would never be able to smell it again.
By the looks of things, she put up a good fight. Feet away from her was the crystal award that she had received for best principal of the year. He guessed that she threw it to at least knock the killer out. Not long after that, they could hear the sirens come closer, closer.
Lance refocused his mind back towards the picture. His eyes soon started to water, but he held the tears back. He could not believe that Bonnie insisted that they kept the picture out. That picture resembled so much betrayal and heartache. But she wanted me to keep it out, so he guessed that she wanted to remind him of the good life that he used to have. But that was the other life. And it was time to move on.
Then on a normal day at the school, just after Carrie finished her work, she was doing some last minute paperwork when she told Lance to head on to the car, and that Bonnie, their housekeeper and driver, was waiting for him. He obeyed, and headed to the car to wait for her.
Carrie finished signing the last paper. She got up, and started to gather her stuff. She heard the door of her office open. She thought it was Lance.
“Lance, I told you I am coming,” she said in a frustrated tone. She turned around, assuming that she would see Lance’s face. But what she saw was a tall figure. It was too dark to see anything. And before she could do anything, the figure knocked her out, and she fell to the floor.
Lance left the car door open to get some fresh air. Then a shriek from his mother was heard throughout the school campus. Objects could be heard thrown and dropped in her office. Then an unexpected, and horrifying gun shot was fired. Lance and Bonnie covered there ears to avoid the terrible sound.
Then when the sound was removed from their ears, they stared at the doors that lead to the school’s lobby, which lead to Carrie’s office.
The only thing that went through Lance’s mind was, “She’s alright, it wasn’t her, she’ll be running out to see if I am alright any second.” But she never came. Tears started to swell from his eyes, and drop from his face. He started to run to her office.
Bonnie attempted to keep him from going in, but failed. “Lance, don’t!” yelled Bonnie. But Lance was already near the lobby doors. Bonnie started to run as well, still trying to stop him from going into Carrie’s office.
Lance finally got to her door, and slammed it open. Then his answer of questions and worrying if his mom was involved in that gunshot was confirmed. There she was, lying on the floor, looking so scared. Red covered the carpet, and was starting to flow onto the creaks of the tile floor. His knees gave way, and he dropped to the floor, bursting into tears. Bonnie soon followed him, seeing the same thing he saw. She started to cry as well. The scene sickened her so much, that she covered her mouth to contain herself from throwing up. Bonnie slowly bent down to touch Lance with comfort.
Bonnie touched Lance’s shoulder, trying to give him comfort, even though it didn’t help.
He looked at his mother. He sniffed the air, trying to collect every bit of perfume that he could smell that was on his mother; for he knew that he would never be able to smell it again.
By the looks of things, she put up a good fight. Feet away from her was the crystal award that she had received for best principal of the year. He guessed that she threw it to at least knock the killer out. Not long after that, they could hear the sirens come closer, closer.
Lance refocused his mind back towards the picture. His eyes soon started to water, but he held the tears back. He could not believe that Bonnie insisted that they kept the picture out. That picture resembled so much betrayal and heartache. But she wanted me to keep it out, so he guessed that she wanted to remind him of the good life that he used to have. But that was the other life. And it was time to move on.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Talented Aimee
Well guys, I knew writing right after watching Eclipse was not a good idea. Getting to bed at 3 was not good either. But hey, it was a fun experience. It wasn't fun falling asleep in the dentist chair several times though. Oh well, I'm 18 and I should be out real late all the time, especially since I'm a graduate now.
Anyways, I had been planning on writing this topic for a good bit. And I also promised a lovely person that I would write it as well. So what better than to do it today!!
Alot of people today is mesmorized by the influence of Lady Gaga, Justin Beiber, and Miley Cyrus. They really don't take the time to really pay attention to the artists who haven't exactly made top of the charts yet. But those artists are really just as good, if not better. Certain people, like myself, tend to become attracted to the real artists who deserve some of the spotlight. Today, I want to recognize a certain artist in particular.
I have been a fan of Aimee Allen for some time. I noticed her music probably like many others, through the short lived 'Birds of Prey' TV show. Aimee's 'Revolution' song was the theme song, which really worked well with the whole style of the show. Later on, after the show was long cancelled, I started to research the show again. Aimee, and her music caught my attention once again. I started to listen to 'Revolution' as well as the many other songs that she had to offer. I'm not really a rock type of person, but I did enjoy the songs 'If it Feels Right', 'More Than You'll Ever Be', and 'Wasting my Youth'.
I was suprised when I noticed Aimee again through the Hairspray movie with her song 'Cooties'. The song is so catchy, and you couldn't help but just love it!! I enjoyed the soft and fun side of Aimee's music. Also, let us not forget the popular song that she wrote for the Ron Paul Presidential campaign. It was a public testimony to the people who thought that the government was flawed. Even though Paul did not manage to win, I think Aimee's voice was certainly heard.
Then last year, I discovered that Aimee was releasing her "official" debut album called 'A Little Happiness'. Immediately, I bought the album on Itunes the day of the release. And the album got really high on the charts. Now, lets just talk about the album for a sec. It is alot more peaceful, and more mainly acoustic and vocal. It was a drastic change is style, but like Aimee has said in the past after her near-death experience:
"I never thought I would be able to sing again. I have some memory loss, too, which is great. Turns out getting nearly beaten to death was probably the greatest thing that ever happened to me...Anything that was distorted, loud or angry overloaded my senses...Reggae always makes me happy, so this record has a lot of that sprinkled in, and I’m excited that I made a record where I can smile and dance onstage, instead of scream at people every night.”
I personally that this album is excellent. It is the perfect album to listen to while you are sitting at the beach, or just seem to be mad at the world. Songs like 'On Vacation', 'Lean into Me', 'Calling the Maker' and 'God Talks to Us' are so good that you can't help but put them on repeat.
Since the release of the album, Aimee has been doing many performances around all over. I think she is currently in Nashville and enjoying her time there. I really don't know what her current plans are, whether it is continuing to promote 'A Little Happiness', or going to write her new album.
But one thing is for sure, Aimee is a very talented artist. If you haven't bought her album already, I encourage you to!! Keep an eye out for this rising star! Aimee, I hope I did you justice in this post!! ;)
-Tyler
Anyways, I had been planning on writing this topic for a good bit. And I also promised a lovely person that I would write it as well. So what better than to do it today!!
Alot of people today is mesmorized by the influence of Lady Gaga, Justin Beiber, and Miley Cyrus. They really don't take the time to really pay attention to the artists who haven't exactly made top of the charts yet. But those artists are really just as good, if not better. Certain people, like myself, tend to become attracted to the real artists who deserve some of the spotlight. Today, I want to recognize a certain artist in particular.
I have been a fan of Aimee Allen for some time. I noticed her music probably like many others, through the short lived 'Birds of Prey' TV show. Aimee's 'Revolution' song was the theme song, which really worked well with the whole style of the show. Later on, after the show was long cancelled, I started to research the show again. Aimee, and her music caught my attention once again. I started to listen to 'Revolution' as well as the many other songs that she had to offer. I'm not really a rock type of person, but I did enjoy the songs 'If it Feels Right', 'More Than You'll Ever Be', and 'Wasting my Youth'.
I was suprised when I noticed Aimee again through the Hairspray movie with her song 'Cooties'. The song is so catchy, and you couldn't help but just love it!! I enjoyed the soft and fun side of Aimee's music. Also, let us not forget the popular song that she wrote for the Ron Paul Presidential campaign. It was a public testimony to the people who thought that the government was flawed. Even though Paul did not manage to win, I think Aimee's voice was certainly heard.
Then last year, I discovered that Aimee was releasing her "official" debut album called 'A Little Happiness'. Immediately, I bought the album on Itunes the day of the release. And the album got really high on the charts. Now, lets just talk about the album for a sec. It is alot more peaceful, and more mainly acoustic and vocal. It was a drastic change is style, but like Aimee has said in the past after her near-death experience:
"I never thought I would be able to sing again. I have some memory loss, too, which is great. Turns out getting nearly beaten to death was probably the greatest thing that ever happened to me...Anything that was distorted, loud or angry overloaded my senses...Reggae always makes me happy, so this record has a lot of that sprinkled in, and I’m excited that I made a record where I can smile and dance onstage, instead of scream at people every night.”
I personally that this album is excellent. It is the perfect album to listen to while you are sitting at the beach, or just seem to be mad at the world. Songs like 'On Vacation', 'Lean into Me', 'Calling the Maker' and 'God Talks to Us' are so good that you can't help but put them on repeat.
Since the release of the album, Aimee has been doing many performances around all over. I think she is currently in Nashville and enjoying her time there. I really don't know what her current plans are, whether it is continuing to promote 'A Little Happiness', or going to write her new album.
But one thing is for sure, Aimee is a very talented artist. If you haven't bought her album already, I encourage you to!! Keep an eye out for this rising star! Aimee, I hope I did you justice in this post!! ;)
-Tyler
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