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Farm_Boy_Fly_Boy
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Country: United States
State: Oklahoma
Metro: claremore
Birthday: 10/18/1987
Interests: Jesus, Music, Drama, Aviation, Sports, and my Family
Expertise: Being behind the scenes, where only God is watching, unless of course I mess up, Which happens more often than I like...
Occupation: Engineering
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Member Since:
2/8/2005
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| My tiger friend has got the sled,
And I have packed a snack.
We're all set for the trip ahead.
We're never coming back!
We're abandoning the life we've led!
So long, Mom and Pop!
We're sick of doing what you've said,
And now it's going to stop!
We're going to where it snow all year,
Where life can have real meaning.
A place where we won't have to hear,
"Your room could stand some cleaning."
The Yukon is the place for us!
That's where we want to live.
Up there we'll get to yell and cuss,
And act real primitive.
We'll never have to go to school,
Forced into submission,
By monstrous, crabby teachers who'll
Make us learn addition.
We'll never have to clean a plate,
Of veggie glops and goos.
Messily we'll masticate,
Using any fork we choose!
The timber wolves will be our friends.
We'll stay up late and howl,
At the moon till nighttime ends,
Before going on the prowl.
Oh, what a life! We cannot wait,
To be in that arctic land,
Where we'll be masters of our fate,
And lead a life that's grand!
No more of parental rules!
We're heading for some snow!
Good riddance to those grown-up ghouls!
We're leaving! Yukon Ho!
-from "Yukon Ho!" by Bill Watterson
Copyright 1989 by Universal Press Syndicate
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| Well, this month has been full of interesting Firsts.
I had my first car wreck in my first car, a eye-opening experience involving ice, flying cars landing in gullies, bruises, scrapes, and minor whiplash.
I had my first kidding assist, involving reaching inside a dying mama goat and pulling out two little babies. The mother goat died a few hours later, and only one of the kids survived, but it may yet be worth the trauma.
So, to sum up, a turbulent month for me.
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| Well, this blog is mostly to redeem myself by posting in '07 before it turns into February.
Cheerio, and happy old year.
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| So this car is as old as I am, but it runs great and everything but the A/C works. I bought it for a really good sum from an elderly couple who weren't using it anymore.
It has surprisingly low miles on it , and it doesn't look too bad for how old it is, though it needs new paint.
P.S.: this is my first attempt at putting photos in a blog. I'll most likely botch it but good.
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| Well, I think a post might be appropriate now(check out the date on the previous post)...
Since that ancient time, I have:
1] been Baptized
2] graduated High school
3] become a liscenced driver
4] apprenticed to a Jeweler in Pryor
5] attended a Civil Air Patrol Summer Encampment
6] spent roughly $200 on gas
7] written the music for 6 songs
Seven being an excellent number, I think I'll stop there. That covers most of the import ant things I've done since March.
Go to anachronistic_red's Xanga site for some pictures[the cute kitten is mine, and yes, I named her].
Mazel u'bracha [yiddish,'luck and blessings']
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