Chronicles of Imagination

2006-09-27T12:03:00.001-07:00

MAN DO I HATE DNA

yeah, so right now im supposed to be working on a project cause im in science class but, guess what? I'M A REBEL! yeah so... you know what? ill start writing a post but then ill get like one or two sentences in and think, why the fuck am i wasting my time with people over the internet, anyone that can give me a reason why i should, should...

2006-09-27T12:03:00.000-07:00

2006-09-19T19:50:00.000-07:00

BAG OF CANDY!

2006-08-21T13:15:00.000-07:00

how is everyone?

good, i hope.

Motion City Soundtrack "Everything Is Alright" Music Video

2006-08-10T10:26:00.000-07:00

Directors Chris Grismer and Chris Mills pulled out all the stops when they shot the much evolved Motion City Soundtrack’s effects-heavy music video “Everything is Alright�? off of their arresting album “Commit This to Memory�?. The video begins with an extreme close up of a face that only relaxes its features when the music starts up. Amid the catchy lyrics, animated flutters of streamers, and wildly saturated primary colors, the camera follows lead singer Justin Pierre through a series of doctor visits while radically capturing the ubiquitous madness in his head as he strives to overcome his issues.

YEAHHHH... well im going to leave that crap up there and also say this...
"if everything was alright then life would be terribly boring"

... i love my life because theirs strife in it, well yeah, mostly...

PEACE LOVE SEX

2006-08-06T10:13:00.000-07:00

THE DRUNKEN PIRATES QUEST FOR TACOS
(based on a true story)

One day, at a port called the kicker... a bunch of pirates gathered 'round for a bash. they even had a contest to see who had the best ribs, stupid pirates cooked themselves. there was a smart ass pirate name Queil, a pirate who was always tipsy named Mave, and the one the party circled around, a sickly pirate known only as Mom, now these pirates had a merry ol' time dancing a prancing around from when the sun was at its zenith to the wee hours of the morn'. Half tha' time they be gulping down shots of any alchohol they's could get thur hands on. after the port was successfully looted they's decided to go back to one of the ships in dock and make a mess of tha'. they can stumbling a'home with there beer songs and thur hiccups and they started to shake the inside of there ship wit'a really big stereo tha' they "borrowed" from the town. so they be jumpin about while all the deck rats be trying to get some shut eye. tha't there was impossible so they decided to go down an listen in on the drunken ramblings, there was alot of nonsense there. something about baby foo' and a right good talk about a peophile in tha neighborhood. the wench there be comin' down with a little doubt about all this chatter and start to get uneasy, but know matter, tha smart ass was had at work trying to get taco bell because he says he dont like ribs, and there fore only ate one to be polite. the smart ass and jimmy the hand, were thinkin' o takin' the scooter for a late night snack. (but that is kinda weird because its like the 1700's and they dont even have motor scooters yet) But regardless they were spinnin there tales of how good the food would taste. so any way, to make a long story short they didnt get to taco bell but they did cook potato skins. (those were yummy) ladie da de da de da... and know i will put my amazizing story writing powers to rest....

2006-08-02T17:05:00.000-07:00

Something Corporate - As You Sleep

Ha thought I'd add something for a change. And what a surprise! It's anothr video...well I like this song and I had nothing else to write about.

Ready To Fall - Rise Against

2006-08-02T15:25:00.000-07:00


alright i know there are alot of music videos on this thing but... i really dont give a dam, this is Rise Against: Ready to Fall. Oh and one more thing, google video is so much better than youtube... it just is

2006-08-01T12:50:00.000-07:00

hey peej. in case you didn't check your email..guess what

i saw miss eyre in hawaii. yup. she came up to me. i wanted to throw myself off a bridge. she was on her honeymoon or something. god damn.

okay.

i'm kind of overwhelmed by this whole being a part of two blogs thing. i don't know if i can handle it. i probably can, we'll see how it goes.

2006-08-01T09:29:00.000-07:00

its so much better to have more than one member on your blog

Paris Hilton's New Music Video "Stars Are Blind"

2006-08-01T08:36:00.001-07:00

"Stars Are Blind" is the debut single from heiress, actress, and newly minted pop star Paris Hilton. Watch it now on Google Video, courtesy of Warner Music International.

The video was shot on the beach in Malibu, California in May by noted director Chris Applebaum, who also lensed Rihanna's "S.O.S." and Natasha Bedingfield's "Unwritten," as well as Hilton's high-profile Carl's Jr. campaign.

"Stars Are Blind" is the lead-off single from Hilton's self-titled debut album, which is due for release by Warner Bros. Records late summer.

This has to disuaed any doubts about her beauty, its there and you people cant ignore it, just cause she cant really sing means nothing, neither can you

2006-08-01T08:36:00.000-07:00

hmmm...

Dane Cook: Insomniac Tour

2006-07-22T12:13:00.000-07:00


Comedy bit by Dane Cook on the Insomniac Tour. Hilarious!

2006-07-13T20:57:00.000-07:00

2006-07-13T20:29:00.000-07:00

Irish sayings
most of them are about drinking

May the saddest day of your future be no worse
Than the happiest day of your past.

There are many good reasons for drinking,
One has just entered my head,
If a man doesn't drink when he's living,
How the hell can he drink when he's dead?

May your glass be ever full.May the roof over your head be always strong.And may you be in heavenhalf an hour before the devil knows you're dead.

Here's to a long life and a merry one.A quick death and an easy one.A pretty girl and an honest one.A cold beer—and another one!

alright, i found these in a book and i have to put them down for you to read, there hilarious, no clue what the fuck half of them mean... oh well i like them

A drink precedes a story.
A friend's eye is a good mirror.
A hen is heavy when carried far.
A hound's food is in its legs.
A lock is better than suspicion.
A silent mouth is melodious.
A trade not properly learned is an enemy.
Age is honorable and youth is noble.
As the big hound is, so will the pup be.
Be neither intimate nor distant with the clergy.
Both your friend and your enemy think you will never die.
Even a small thorn causes festering.
Good as drink is, it ends in thirst.
He who comes with a story to you brings two away from you.
He who gets a name for early rising can stay in bed until midday.
If you do not sow in the spring you will not reap in the autumn.
If you want to be criticized, marry.
Instinct is stronger than upbringing.
It is a bad hen that does not scratch herself.
It is a long road that has no turning.
It is better to exist unknown to the law.
It is not a secret if it is known by three people.
It is sweet to drink but bitter to pay for.
It is the good horse that draws its own cart.
It is the quiet pigs that eat the meal.
It takes time to build castles. Rome wan not built in a day.
It's not a matter of upper and lower class but of being up a while and down a while.
Lack of resource has hanged many a person.
Listen to the sound of the river and you will get a trout.
May you have a bright future - as the chimney sweep said to his son.
Mere words do not feed the friars.
Nature breaks through the eyes of the cat.
Necessity is the mother of invention.
Necessity knows no law.
Need teaches a plan.
Patience is poultice for all wounds.
Youth does not mind where it sets its foot.
You've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was.

People live in each other's shelter.
Put silk on a goat, and it's still a goat.
Quiet people are well able to look after themselves.
The day will come when the cow will have use for her tail.
The hole is more honorable than the patch.
The light heart lives long.
The man with the boots does not mind where he places his foot.
The mills of God grind slowly but they grind finely.
The raggy colt often made a powerful horse.
The smallest thing outlives the human being.
The wearer best knows where the shoe pinches.
The well fed does not understand the lean.
The work praises the man.
The world would not make a racehorse of a donkey.
There is hope from the sea, but none from the grave.
There is no fireside like your own fireside.
There is no luck except where there is discipline.
There is no need like the lack of a friend.
There is no strength without unity.
Thirst is the end of drinking and sorrow is the end of drunkenness.
Three diseases without shame: Love, itch and thirst.
Time is a great story teller.
Two shorten the road.
Two thirds of the work is the semblance.
Walk straight, my son - as the old crab said to the young crab.
When a twig grows hard it is difficult to twist it. Every beginning is weak.
When fire is applied to a stone it cracks.
When the apple is ripe it will fall.
When the drop (drink) is inside, the sense is outside.
When the liquor was gone the fun was gone.
Wine divulges truth.
You cannot make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.
You must live with a person to know a person. If you want to know me come and live with me.
Youth sheds many a skin. The steed (horse) does not retain its speed forever.

right well i start with the one that jumped out with me, A hen is heavy when carried far. What the FUCK... and this one is just funny cause its true... A hound's food is in its legs. HAHA

okay im done

2006-07-13T03:22:00.000-07:00

Imagination
a tale of adventure

"James!" screamed the wench from down the stairs. Now this is not what is supposed to happen. Shipmaids and wenches were not supposed to yell at the first mate of the dread pirate Sweyn Forkbeard. But- as moms don't understand the rules of the open sea James relented and answered. "what!", since most little boys know that that is not the answer to give a calling mother, even one who has betrayed the pirate code, he hoped that she hadn't heard him as he trudged down the stairs in his knee high boots. They slumped and wobbled all the way down the winding staircase. James always thought the stair case was meant for some other house. He always imagined it as a staircase that descended into a great ballroom, in the middle of a Indian palace, tucked away in the middle of the rain forest, and as James walked down the steps into the great ballroom, a beautiful queen met him in the loveliest gown any mortal had ever laid eyes upon, it was sown by hand by the trolls in the caves that were at the center of a mountain that shadowed the palace night and day, this mountain dwarfed even the grandest of its brothers and sisters, out climbing them by fifty miles at least. But for all the majesty the mountain held outside its faces, in the tunnels that twisted and turned to the center cavern were terrible, evil things, things that James herd about in horror books and bedtime stories that the hero always vanquished in the end. The smartest of this zoo of monsters, these trolls toiled for weeks milking spiders for there silk, and when the spider is the size of your thigh and being held against its will, milking the creature is a perilous undertaking. But the trolls were the only ones with fingers little enough. So they worked their fingers to the bone for their princess and by the time the dress was finished it had about a million black pearls embroidered on a deep emerald bodice, which snaked down into a flowing black skirt. Her beauty was breathtaking by all that laid eyes on the princess but most men would not come with a mile of her, only the bravest would touch her, or the most evil. Most said it was her voice, that it was so sweet that it could lure anyone unwillingly, but James thought the scariest part or her was her eyes, they were cold. Even when she smiled at him her eyes remained dead. But as James mulled this over in his head his gigantic boots gave a lurch, one was presumptuous enough to slide off the step that James had planted it on and with a wretch, James tumbled downward. He got to the bottom after a somersault and was back on his feet in no time, "mus'nt let the queen see any weakness or she might choose to have me cooked for supper!" thought James.

"are you okay honey, that looked like a nasty fall"

"yeah mom... I'm fine"

so the queen wanted to play nice huh? Well James wasn't gonna have it. He knew she was up to something. Then he recongnized a slight twinkle in her eye. SHE HAD INFORMATION! This was exactly what this mission was about, gathering information for his captain and she had it! But just as james was getting ready to extract said intelligence from her in a manner most fitting, pulling off each of her finger nails until she talked was the one idea the James favored, she blurted

"I have to go out tonight, I'm going to the museum gala and Eric is in charge. Bye honey, I love you!"

"bye mom" said James in shocked disbelief, he was free! No queen could stop James the pirate! The most feared with a dagger in the Caribbean, but he still thought that it was to go to be true, but he had no choice, he had to retreat. James turned to bolt back up the stairs when the evil in the queen showed its ugly face, "oh and take off those boots, your going to kill yourself". Dam that woman! He took these boots from the richest landlubber he ever killed, the guy was a tough nut and he liked these boots, dam. He threw them off with one dirty look over his shoulder at the queens retreating back and up, up, up the stairs he went, past the second floor where he had to stop and threaten a teddy bear that tried to follow him, up to the third floor were his room lay, he thought about stopping in there for a second to grab provisions but decided against it. He was already late as it was, he might get the cat-o-ninetails, the thought with a shudder, he hoped his captain was lenient with him, at least he had good news. Traveling down the corridor that held the third floor together James could have sworn he had seen a giant bird at the window as he flew by. Maybe not, but he had to get back to his ship. So he scrambled up the ladder to the hot air balloon that was waiting to take him back to the Caribbean, the best place for piracy. He vaulted over the edge of the basket and cut the ties that held him down. He started to drift up. Over the tree line and into the clouds. He could see a great river that he was passing over, barely able to make out the tribe that built along it, some of the warriors were out on the water waving there spears and throwing rocks in his direction. "savages" James thought aloud. He would remember there darkly tanned bodies and painted red and white faces with bones of the animals they ate piercing there noses and lips. They would be dealt with soon enough because James also glanced an open door with more gold behind the frame than James had robbed in his entire seven year old life! "defiantly be seeing you again!" he shouted, unsure as to whether they could understand him or not. So he drifted off to the coast and along the ocean until he reached warmer climates. Then he spotted his ship, well the one he worked on. He was in the business as to getting his own ship. James was a lazy man, so lazy in fact that he decided to jump from the balloon instead of letting it down. So he did, and it took about 30 seconds to bring him to the water beside the vessel. There was no way James was climbing the side of the massive ship. So he called out. And soon enough a barrel with a line of rope attached was thrown to him. After he was pulled up, he screamed for the lazy dogs that did the pulling to be gettin back to swabbing the deck and trimming the sails. He always liked it in the rigging, so without further adieu he climbed the nearest rope he could find. Up to the main mast and the up from there scrambling up the canvas looking for all the world like a squirrel, without the tail of course. Into the crows nest were James could see for miles around. He then remembered that he forgot to tell the captain he was back, but that could wait. James was more tired than worried so he nestled down in the wood and was lulled to sleep by the white caps rocking the boat.