Stop, Hammer Time!

     Finally! A day with no homework. Now I can write a blog post. I feel my free time has been dimishing as of late with projects...and reading. But I don't have any books on hand (which is rather strange) as of right now as I have free time again! Yay! That is irrelevent now. Unless it comes to my other blog where it's totally relevent.

     My mom is watching M.C. Hammer on Oprah right now behind me. I'm more than a little dissapointed that he isn't wearing parachute pants! Business like does no become him whatso ever. If he ever wants to be taken seriously he needs to go around with the Hammer Time song playing and do his little dance thingy. Helping out with Apple and the iPad just isn't like him!

     That's about all I can think of right now. I need to go eat a peanut butter with no jelly sandwhich from my rigorous work out earlier. Enjoy your lives and I hope I brightened them just a tiny bit! Don't put hot glasses into the freezer unless you like drinking from broken glasses.

Waffle Fries

     Sad pictures, right? This was what my mom and I were met by on the way home yesterday. March needs a reality check. Just last Monday I was outside eating ice cream with my jeans rolled up. Already most of the snow is melted away. Nature, I shall never understand thee.

     If you didn't know, I like to try combining completely diferent foods to see what they taste like together. It can't tell you how many times I've grossed my friends out at lunch! Anyway, I have something for you to try if you ever, I don't know, get bored and hungry on a rainy day. First take french fries. I haven't tried this with any fries but our school ones so results may vary. Then take caramel and dip the french fries in the caramel. It's imperative you dip and don't pour the caramel over the fries. That'd be both stupid and messy. Then you eat. If you've done this correctly (the fries should be cooked. I repeat: COOKED!)  the flavored of the combined foods should remind you of waffles. They are what I call waffle fries. I'll try to remember some of my other experiments and post them later.

     I hope you enjoyed hearing me ramble on again today! If your socks are wearing out and you don't want to get rid of them yet try remaking them into sock puppets.

   

100th Post!

 

     Do do do dooo do do dooooo! If you couldn’t tell, that was a trumpet fanfare. Why? Because this is my hundredth blog post! Is one hundred posts important? I think the fact that I stuck with this whole blogging thing this long is a miracle in itself. Though it has only been five months…still. One hundred posts in five months is quite impressive too.

     So! I have nothing really special planned for this semi-extrodinary installment of Pineapple Explosion. I do have news, though! Do you remember a few posts ago when I asked about a book review site? Thanks to the three or four of my friends that pitied me and told me I should do it, I did it! http://bookswithasideofenthusiasm.blogspot.com/ Check it out and tell me what you think! The title is a little long, I know. But I thought the background and such looks snazzy. :) That’s just me. It’ll take some time to work out all the kinks.

     Wow, this has been a really uninteresting post. I apologize! Must be off my game today. I blame the stupid mid-west weather throwing me all out of wack. Seventy and sunny one day, thirty two and dreary the next. I have nothing against dreary days but when they’re both dreary and cold I must draw the line. O Spring, Spring, wherefore art thou Spring?

     I’ll stop quoting Shakespear now and let you go on with your day. Or if you reading this minutes after I posted it, night. Goodness, why are you up so late! Anyways, thanks for taking time out of your day to read! I suggest wearing your glasses upside down to gain another perspective on troublesome issues.

Cartwheel Failing

    Today was an amazing day! There's really nothing like figuring out how to make your way down a creek full of water, avoiding obstacles while trying not to get your shoes entirely soaked. If you were wondering, I didn't succeed. My shoes are adequately wet. But no matter! I'll wash them off. On the down side, I have a strong feeling that my face is sun burned. This is what happens to us fair skinned people. Go out in the sun without re-applying your SPF 90 sunscreen (doesn't that just sound nerdy? I have SPF 90 sunscreen!!) every two hours and you get a red face. Maybe I'll tan a little bit. Ha ha, and maybe I'll win the lottery tomorrow.

    Seeing as I have packing to do and such I'm just going to leave you with my cartwheel fails. My best friend in the entire world was attempting to teach me today but it didn't quite end well. I think I did one almost real cartwheel. Sad, right? Oh well. Don't forget to give me your input on my book review blog! I've only had one person tell me I should do it (not that that one person isn't appreciated) and that doesn't quite inspire me to do it. Floss your teeth daily, it's good for the soul.

Book Reviewing?

    I've been playing around with the thought of a creating a book review blog on the side of this one. I mean, I read at such a quick rate given I have nothing better to do witih my life (another factor contributing to my nerd status).  I would have quite a bit to use in such a blog. But then again, that would just be another book reviewing blog out there. I'm not sure how many people would really take into consideration the view of a teenage girl's opinion on books. I don't know, any ideas? Leave me a comment if you wish to voice your opinion! Or don't and leave me all alone in the dark to go over the pros and cons by myself. -sigh- Comment button is in the bottom right of this post if you didn't know. As you were, thanks for reading my mindless rantings, reverse your socks half-way through the day to spice up your life.

What to Put Here...

     Do you know what would suck? Having your head chopped off. Especially if you were at the guillotine and knew it was coming and everything. Oh, and don't forget! You'd be aware of everything around you thirty seconds after your head came off. Is it weird I remember that from reading it four years ago in some magazine in elementary school? I'd ask for a magazine myself if I knew I would be alive thirty seconds after being decapitated. Wow, this is a very morbid way to start off my post!

     In other less disturbing news my agency I work for (secret agent agency) is now under new direction. Some of you may have heard but Angela got the sack. Personally, I'm glad she's gone! If you ask me I believe she's a wicked double crosser. She was obviously working for another agency trying to bring us down. I'm just glad she wasn't replaced with Jillian. She would've been even worse! But thankfully we got Steve instead. If you're thinking about switching career paths and want something more exciting and possibly hazardous to your health, I can send you a form to fill out and send in. We're always looking for new operatives. The best parts? You get to travel all over the world and they offer benefits! Dental, health, the works. Not that I'm at an age to appreciate that quite yet, it's nice to know they'll be there when I get older. Considering I live that long....

     And I'm straying to morbid again! I think I need to stop before I go into something creepier. Thanks for reading! If you're out of sticky notes to write all your important memos down on, there's this thing called a hand that's always with you and works just as well. Just as well until you wash yours hands I mean.

P.S. I'm actually not insane, my secret agent rantings are my way of filling posts where I don't  have anything better to say. I'm not crazy. ; )

St. Kelly’s Day!

    Happy St. Kelly’s day, readers! I hope your feasts are plentiful and your marathons filled with much vomit consisting of broccoli. Yes, there is a story behind St. Kelly’s day before you all go off to check your calendars.

    If you didn’t know this before, my sister is a saint. It was decided two Thanksgivings ago? I think so. Anyways, we were at my aunt and uncle’s house after eating Thanksgiving dinner. My cousin, my sister (Kelly), and I were all sitting at the table with a vegetable platted in front of us. Kelly announced how very stuffed she was and I asked her if she wanted to go run a marathon. Her reply was something along the lines of “sure, if you want me to get sick”. Probably something wittier than that.

    Anyway, she then reached forward and plucked a piece of plastic off of a broccoli in the vegetable platter. We then went into saying how she just totally saved someone from chocking and dying and she should get a sainthood, holiday, parade, ect. ect. This was how St. Kelly’s day was created.

    It was set for the day after St. Patrick’s day when everyone was still hung over from partying the night before. You eat a feast in the morning (Thanksgiving dinner) then you go and run a marathon until you get sick (my comment about running). Afterwards there are parades where people throw broccoli from floats. There are also massively dramatized re-enactments of Kelly’s daring save. Depending on your area the re-enactment will be portrayed different ways. Oh, and the official color of the day is red since Kelly’s favorite color just so happens to be red.

    So that’s St. Kelly’s day! If you read all of this I’m impressed. This was a really long post today. Maybe because I’m trying to put off editing my story…though both of these things I’m doing by choice. –sigh- Check over your vegetable platters in the future for potentially hazardous materials stuck in them.

A Very ADD Day

    I had the best thing to say on my blog today but I can't remember! I though of it today while running. Maybe the pain of running uphill so much just threw the idea from my mind. I think we need to get rid of hills. They're useless! They just take more energy to get up and they block breezes and views and....I can't think of other reasons but I assure you there are! Mountains can stay, rolling hills need to go. Sorry Kansas!

    If' you've made it this far through my blog post today, congratulations! I promise I've gotten my daily venting out. Thanks for voting on my poll by the way before I forget to mention it! I love how there are, if I remember correctly, more people that answered "rawr" rather than giving a definitive answer. Way to go evasive people! You're the ones that don't give anything away any make the rest of us go "woah, they're secretive and mysterious!" I get the feeling that was an epic run on sentence but I don't quite care. I'll have another random poll up either today or tomorrow for you to vote on. A warning to all those who like things to have relevance and or importance in their lives: voting on my poll will not bring anything relevant or important in any way to your life. Just didn't want ot freak you out or anything.

    Oh my goodness, I just had letholigica up in that first paragraph!! Wow, I feel kind of accomplished now. Anyway, I need to go eat something before my stomach begins eating itself from the inside out (can it do that?!). I wonder if that would cause and ulcer or lack of stomach period...but let's not dwell on that thought for too long. I am, afterall, about to go eat! A fair and fond adieu. Don't blow your nose too often of "you may break that cartilage thing between between your nostrils". (Not my words, take not of the ""'s.)

I Was Going to Put Something Here...

    Looks like another snow day post. I thought we were out of the snow day phase! March isn't supposed to be snowy! It's supposed to be...Marchy. I don't relly know where I was going with that. Anyways, happy Monday to everyone. And if you didn't know, it's also Say Hi to Chelsea Day. But I doubt many of you actually know the Chelsea I'm talking about so just say hi to whatever Chelsea that's in your life. And it doesn't matter if it's hi, hello, hey, hola, aloha, bonjour, ihnay, ect.ect. They all mean the same thing.

    I have a riddle today! Okay, it's not really that much of a riddle but it's fun and I'm going to put it in here anyways. Alright, it's something that everyone has at one point or another but can never remember. The key word there being remember.  I'll give you a hint: It's a word. A word with five syllables. What is it? Lethologica, meaning you can't quite remember something. If you actually knew that I'm quite impressed. If you're wondering how I learned it, it was in my planner our school gives us. You learn something new every day.

    I am still trying to figure out how to get that video onto youtube without having to wait over an hour. But with track, my secret agent work, changes in the agency, homework, continuing my writing, and my social life, I have little time to spare on my YouTube account. It'll get up eventually! Anyway, I would invest in a lock for your sock drawer. Socks are excellent escape artists.

Tsunami in Japan

    If you haven't been living under a rock for the past year then you would've no doubt heard about the tsunami that hit Japan and effected several other places. If you have been living under a rock, it was an insanely massive earthquake in the Pacific Ocean that caused the tsunami yesterday. On the Richter Scale, the scale that measures the "seismic energy" of an earthquake, the earthquake yesterday was an 8.9! That's a really, really, really big shake! Overall, this has led to mass destruction and thousands either dead or missing.

   We were watching footage of the waves sweeping things away in my social studies class yesterday and I was appalled by some of the boys in my class. They were laughing at the boats hitting each other or fires raging. All I have to say to the people like that is someday, that might be you stuck in a burning building or on the boat careening towards another one. Show some compassion!

    Anyway, my heart goes out to all those effected in the disaster! And not just those in Japan, but also in other places where the waves hit. I liked an interview I saw yesterday of an elderly Japanese woman living in the US who was saying how she believed her country could pull through this. Way to have hope!

Man Hugs

    Do you know what I don’t understand? Man hugs. During musical season when I just came off stage from singing one of my duets a seventh grade guy mentioned several posts ago (Nick) tried to teach me how to man hug since I was a gangster and stuff. I couldn’t get it! You watch guys on TV or in real life do it and you’d think its not all that hard. But there are several steps to the  man hug!

    First you have the hand shake thingy which is deceptively simple. You just think “Oh, we’re going to have a nice, polite handshake. Okay!” But then you commence the hug portion and things get dicey. Your one hand is still occupied in the handshake while you’re closing in on the hug. When do you let go of their hand? Where does your hand go? When do you stop hugging? These are the questions that haunt me in the middle of the night.

    But seriously! If you are a girl and you haven’t experienced a man hug I suggest you attempt one and find out how very confusing it is! And embarrassing if you’re like me and can’t quite grasp the concept. –sigh-  Quite confusing. I was certainly not meant to be a guy.

    I have some American Idol results show to watch now so I’ll leave with man hugs to ponder. Attach Duct Tape your remote if you want to keep it on hand at all times. Food for thought.

Fat Tuesday!

      No homework toady means a blog post instead! Yay! Just to keep you up to date in my life today was the second day of Track. Let's just say my legs and brain were having some heated arguments today and we'll leave it at that. Otherwise things are fantastic as usual. I hope all is well in the land of my readers, whether you got on here by accident and are sticking around to check this out or you actually know me and read this just to tell me you did. Either way, happy Tuesday to you! And also a happy Mardi Gras. No festivities going on at my house. I actually just told happy Mardi Gras and her reply was "Oh, that's today?"

      I don't know how many of you have heard of this but I love numerology! It's so crazy that based on your birthday some random person sitting in a dusty basement writing down this stuff knows so much about you based on your birthday! Not personal stuff or anything but just personality wise and such. If you don't know what numerology "is any of many systems, traditions, or beliefs in a mystical or esorctic relationship between numbers and physical objects or living things." (Thank you, Wikipedia!) A.K.A. how numbers predict crazy stuff about you. To get your life number you add your date of birth (25), month of birth (8), and your year (1702).

      If by chance you are a seven as I am (do the math, it adds up. Even if I wasn't actually born in 1702) here's what you are supposedly like personality wise:  

"In numerology the number seven is considered the most spiritual of the numbers, in writings they are called seekers. Other positive traits include being prepared for situations. Sevens are thought of as wise and mystical by others, often possessing hidden knowledge. They are also considered very analytical. The negative aspects include being aloof and cynical. Number sevens are also considered superficial and can be perceived as fussy by others. Although these characteristics are based off of the numerological charts for a seven, they are generalizations." To check out more you can go here http://www.ehow.com/list_5914613_numerology-characteristics-number-7.html. 

 

       But, if you know me personally, decide for yourself if that sounds like me. I'm not sure I'd really sall myself all that aloof or cynical but I can see fussy. I have been known to fuss. I suggest checking out your numerology on the next rainy, boring day you have. It's kind of mind blowing at times. Beware dish washers and their destroying powers. They have a secret vendetta against certain plastics.

   

     

   

    

Longest Post in a While

    Overall I believe I spent about two hours last night making a new stop action video as I said I would. I got on my laptop this morning, hooked it up to the Internet, logged onto YouTube, spent twenty minutes trying to turn it into a compatible file, and finally got it to upload! The sad and insanely disappointing thing is that my laptop ran out of juice before it uploaded since the file was taking over an hour to load. It was only about a thirty to forty second video. There's no need to go at a snails pace to upload.

    So, that was a fancy way of saying I don't have that video up yet. Sorry! I'll shoot for having it up by this weekend but no promises. Given my memory it will probably be forgotten about before I finish typing this.

    At the movies this weekend I saw a trailer for the new movie, Sucker Punch. Somehow in the long trailer they showed with lots of talking and close up shots I deduced close to nothing on what the movies about. First, they show you this girl talking to others in what I could sort of figure out to be an asylum. Then she's in this weird outfit with exploding ships and warriors everywhere. It makes no sense! You can't go from asylum to warrior princess thing just like that! The brain can't comprehend! We're lucky my friends and I made it through that trailer with our lives.

    If you didn't notice, I posted a new poll on the right of this post. Cast your opinion on fruit! I will value your input greatly. Oh, here are two mock album covers of friend of mine created during the fake album craze on Facebook. Enjoy! Licking envelopes can be fatal. Seinfeld taught us so. Beware.

And My Free Time Dwindles

    As my mother has been telling me the last few weeks "I am not going to have much free time on my hands" in the upcoming weeks. Why? Track starts on Monday. According to my grandmother I don't "look like the type to do something like that" (thanks, Grandma!) so I'm sure this will come as a surprise to some of you. What does that mean to a reader like you? That my posts may be becoming more spaced out than the usual spaced out that they usual are. I do have homework to do, you know. And my reputation as a top agent to keep up around the agency. Can't let that falter. But I will try valiantly not to let my blog grow dusty and outdated. Somehow I kept it up during musical season. We'll see what happens.

    On a parting note I'm going down to my room to see if I can get a sudden idea for a video to make. I need to figure out this schmancy video editing system sometime since either James Fernandez or Jaesm Fernandez ( in the email he went by both. Can you say identity crisis?) was very little help. I almost had to type it out in big bold letter I DO NOT NEED YOUR LINK/INSTRUCTIONS ON HOW TO UPLOAD! I CAN UPLOAD LIKE A PRO! THE SYSTEM HATES MY CAMERA, THAT IS MY PROBLEM! But I'm not bitter what so ever. No sir. -sigh- Look for a video tomorrow. Adios! Please, for that love of all things good in this world, use spell check!

Pallin Vs. Gringrich

    The other day I got onto MSN to check out my email or something and saw this picture on the news reel. Quite frankly, I couldn't resist making fun of it.

    See, because the two look like they're having a little diva-off or something! Gringrich on the right is all like "You totally just crossed the line there, girl!" and Sarah Pallin is all like, "Oh no, you did NOT just say that to me." I'm sorry if I just offended anyone right there. Those were just the voices floating through my head as I looked at that picture. Wouldn't someone have noticed that when they put that page together? I sure would've! And put little captions with them saying things below their pictures.

    This picture was from yesterday on MSN if you were curious. You can see how exciting my life is presently. (: This font makes smileys look really weird in this font. The mouth and eyes are way to close together to make it look like a real smiley. Poor, poor, deformed smiley face. And it doesn't look any better with a space between the mouth and eyes. : ) Then it's too far apart. Oh well.

    I'm going to go invest my time in something more meaningful. Perhaps that cure for cancer I've been messing around with? We'll see. Don't open your eyes too wide while viewing this page. Your eyes might stick like than and frankly, you look ridiculous.

Happy March to You!

    Happy March everyone! I was sorely dissapointed in myself for forgetting to say "rabbit, rabbit, rabbit" when I got up. (If you didn't know, saying "rabbit, rabbit, rabbit" the first day of the month is supposed to give you good luck for that month.

    I don't have that long to write this so I'm going to leave you with this hilarious video that's spreading all over the interweb. Maybe you've seen it, maybe you haven't. Either way, enjoy! And never trust anything that has a name starting with 'X'.