OK....This is a fav of Quinn, nephew number 2. Written at his behest, and like it is spoken ( Read more... )

These are fast ones:

Twinkle Twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
A great Fiery ball in the sky
Coming to destroy us all (screams)

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown
and Jill....got 15 to life for attempted murder

Right then. Due to some demand and requests, I've decided to post MY versions of fairy tales. These are still intended for kids, who will find them quite funny. What I'd like is comments on them, as well as any suggestions on which other stories to, ahem, modify. So far I've got, besides what you see here ( Read more... )

Ace Combat 5 finally relinquishes its hold, as does the Commando for the Republic. Superiority gained. Small folk arrived to commence decoration of eggs. Much confusion sown, little product made. Quest for employment continues, with hopes and prayers of many being contributed. Actual results questionable, but optimism high ( Read more... )

The continual toil in the mines of manual labour assult me, draining my strength and will to go on. Quest for actual employment continues, with favourable results still in question ( Read more... )

Sleep no longer provides the rest it should these days. Long unrelenting work does not help either.

Alive should be an in flight movie. It would be very educational. In the event of a crash, you'd know which people are the best to eat!!!

Dream assail me, endless and fleeting, like someone is channel surfing through my brain. Visitation of those of similar genetic disposition to oneself can be trying, especially if they are of the small years persuasion. Anniversarys can be welcome, as long as they do not show an increase in the againg process. Reprieve from work most welcome

No dreams last night.....Finally stopped channel surfing. Conquest of the skies in ace combat eludes me. Must visit relatives tomorrow; interesting. I wish to own a blue moose. I will name him bob. Perhaps on the morrow, things will improve.

Thought of the Day: 'Suffer not the witch to live.'

Being of questionable sound mind and body, I have begun this treatise to illustrate the ramblings and innermost thoughts that invade this small cranium, to better ensure that an understanding of myself can be viewed by those around me. Not all will be coherent, but stay with me, there will be a test later.