I showed this to my class today. It is an extended class day today and tomorrow, so I always have a little extra time to fool around with the students. Especially the first period ones. They always need a little waking up. Anyways, heres the link


It is the History of Hydrofoils, compliments of Dark Roasted Blend.


All of the kids were very confused. I don’t think any of them had ever seen or even heard of a hydrofoil. What is wrong with kids these days?? It’s not really the fact that they didn’t know what it was as much as the fact that they had never heard of it, or even cared to know. 

“Don’t you wanna ride a boat that isn’t even really in the water?!”

“I guess that’s pretty cool.”

“NO! It’s pretty awesome!”


“Ohhhh….I think I get what you guys are trying to say. Pop quiz. Gotcha. Yea that’s right. Life isn’t fair.”

So I didn’t actually make them take pop quiz. I’m too cool of a teacher for that jazz. I mean, we listen to Silverstein in my class! We all ended up talking about hydrofoils for the majority of the class period. We got into some serious discussions, and one of the main areas of discussion was why there aren’t a bunch of them being used today instead of all of the regular boats. It was a good time. And then I made them do work for the rest of class. What do you think about hydrofoils? Why aren’t there more around? I know what I know, but I love other peoples opinions, and I may show yours too my class if you have some interesting points to share. Thanks for any input!

Onto other subjects. At home life. Damn. Well me and Laura met in a peculiar way. I’m just gonna brush the surface of it right now though. I was called in to assist in a manhunt, and the capturing of a murderer. Bam. Love it. This took up a large majority of summer. Apparently this was tied into some type of mass murder, although this person didn’t commit that, they were just a part of it somehow. Whateva. All of a sudden, we have a hot trail. So I’m fast roping down from this Black Hawk and I hit the ground and look over at this squad advancing on a body. 

“Aww damn, you already got’em without me?”

No sir, he got caught in the crossfire when we were trying to subdue the subject.”

Before that boy could finish his sentence I was already sprinting towards the barking dogs. OH WHOOPS. We are in the forests of the North Eastern United States. I pass the dog team because I’ve already picked up on the subject. Sixth sense like a boss. I’m going so fast that I don’t even notice the trail I’m following is a fake. I turn to see a young lady about three feet away from me.

“Oh shit, are you ok? You see some crazy looking mofo come through this way?”

And as I’m saying that, she pulls me sidearm out of it’s holster.

I instinctively grab it and released the magazine, but she has already pulled the trigger. One jacket hollow point pierces my thigh. 


I will type part two out later this week. Class time 🙂

Enjoy the week my friends.




The visit and a hobby

So one of my good friends is a 3rd grade teacher. Me and her were high school friends. *Quick side note: I have more female friends then male friends and Tina is ok with this.* Anyhow, because of my background and current occupation, she asked me if I could come in to speak to her class about what I do. Now for me this is hard. I have a good sense of censorship, don’t get me wrong, but to be honest I had no idea what to say. I made the mistake of telling a 3rd grade class the truth. I mean, my friend said I could say whatever I want so I did…It went exactly how you might expect: All of the children looking very confused as my friend shot me a look of pure terror. I toned down some of my explanations, and from then on it went pretty smoothly. I saw a sigh of relief from my friend and finished up by answering some questions (which there were very few of). This was fun for me. For some reason I was all excited from presenting to a 3rd grade class.

On to a different topic: I wanted to share about one of my favorite hobbies. I have been an avid weapons enthusiast for some time now, and knowing your weapons like the back of your hand is one of the pieces of knowledge that I have made my duty to attain. Timing how long it takes to field strip a weapon and put it back together is one of my favorite activities. So one night I was playing around with a new toy and Tina’s beloved cat decided to jump up on the table. The weapon was half way taken apart so I wasn’t particularly worried about it going off, if that is the outcome you had expected. No. The cat was the one soon to bringing pain upon me. Mental pain. Of course my obnoxious neighbor slams his door at this moment sending the cat jumping along with the firing pin of the gun. Conveniently as if out of a movie, the pin bounced a couple times, and then fell straight down a vent. I stuck my hand down the vent. I tried to use a clothes hanger to retrieve the pin. I even went to the floor below me and asked the person in the room directly below mine if I could search their vents. They explained to me that isn’t how the ventilation system in this building works and I left with my head down. The pin was never retrieved and I wait in anticipation of the next one arriving, for I had to order it online…

Any way to leave you all on a good note, here are a couple of my favorite pictures. You might not think they are as funny as I do but oh well. 





And here are the pictures on rotation every week right now for my PC backgrounds. They are all pretty freaking great.







“Single ladies” just came on my ipod while it was on shuffle. Anyway what’s your computer background?