'Da Willy Street Fair!

OMYGOSHITSSOFREAKINGAWESOME!

*Ahem*

For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about(and I'm betting it's most of you) the willy street fair is a fair(surprise, surprise). An awesome one.

Or, if you'd like, you can think of it as:

Oo! Lets take all the weirdest people we can find in Madison(and theres a lot, trust me), squish 'em all on one street, supply them with beer, ice cream, and music, and see what happens!

Despite the above statement, its actually a pretty safe fair(you just avoid the creepers and the drunk people, same as everywhere).


The fair starts out with a parade, which includes unicyclers(namely, me and some other people, although I'm technecally not in the uni group), stiltwalkers, jugglers, giant puppet-people-things, drums, bands, dancers, a german wheel(wheeled around by an elf), hula hoopers, a Bubble Mobile(ie, an old car with bubble-spewing tubas attached) random people throwing candy, and the occasional giant grasshopper.

Yes. Giant grasshoppers.

After the parade, everyone wanders around, looking at the stands which multiple people have set up. Stands selling jewelry, ice cream, pasta, Diablos, ribbons, stuffed animals, chicken, paintings, clay things, glass things, things in general...

It's a great place for people-watching, too(if you're one of those mildy creepy people who like just sitting and watching other people, anyway), namely because of all the interesting people.

How interesting, you ask? Interesting enough that no one gives me(a blonde chick running around barefoot in pink silk pants, a velvet shirt, and a green and purple top hat) a second look. And when I was riding a unicycle around barefoot, they take more notice of the fact that I'm barefoot then that I'm riding a unicycle, which I thought both interesting, and weird.

P.S:
For those of you who read the previous post(the one about me walking around in my socks at school), you might be amused to know that several of my teachers have made it point to remark on how nice it is to see me in shoes.

This may, or may not, have something to do with me writing "No one will notice if you don't wear shoes to Math, English, and Science" in my observation journal and turning it in.

Schools eschu shedding shoes

say it three times fast!

Anyway.

So, I was wandering(read:attempting to run without getting yelled at) down a hallway at school, when I realized how little the teachers actually see. Sure, they'll notice if you're sprinting down the hallway(most of the time, anyway) or it you've failed to bring your homework to class,  but they don't really notice things like weather or not you're wearing shoes.

Naturally, this led to an experiment. To those of you who go to high school(where I've heard the rules are a bit more lax) this might not seem like a huge deal. You have to keep in mind tho, that our middle school is brand new, and therefor hasn't really been here long enough for large amount of bullies, rules-breaking, or apathy to occur. This means that some semblence of order is usually kept, and and rulebreakers get caught fairly quickly(unfortunatly).

This post will likely be infinatly more interesting if you actually go to my school(GDS).

*ahem*

Time started: 8:03 A.M

Time noticed: 11:45 A.M

Elasped time: 3 hrs, 42 min.

Consequences: none.

Longer then I expected, acually...



NEXT EXPERIMENT: Will Mr. Shenk ever notice that his class is treated as a second study hall?

[The end of]Summer

Well, its that wonderful time of year again! Its when everyone rushes to Walmart and clogs the school supplies section in hopes of finding those last few pencils or protracters! Its when Target hoists it's "School Supplies Sale" banners in readyness for the mob! And for those of you who attend online school, it's when you franticly fiddle with your computer in a futile attempt to figure out your classes! Thats right, people! SCHOOL'S STARTING!

For me, (even though I rather enjoy school) this isn't a particularly exciting time, so I'd rather talk about my(rather eventless) summer. So, continuing on this topic, lets have run-on-summery(That is, a summery of my summer in a run-on sentence). *ahem* Attended a day-camp(including the small "Phyco-strangler-redhead-texting-manaic" incident), attended another camp, this time a sleep-over one(along with the mysterious(and greasy) "16" and the(equally greasy) "Snape") attended a third camp(sleep-over(see "square-dancing creeps")), and embarked on an impromptu trip to Canada(15 hour car(or rather, moterhome) ride, stayed with 8-year-old-twins(and their parents, of course(see "Eight-year-olds-with-squirt-guns")), attempted to wind-surf(failed) and tryed to go book-shopping(Epic.Fail.), another 15-hour moterhome ride home), discovered a new band(ie, The Arrogant Worms(They're Canadian(obviously)), broke my ipod(twice), earned 50 bucks(after considerable debate) ruthlessly murdering burdock and other helpless plants, showed some chickens at the fair(Two reds, one reserve champion), stalked my favorate youtubers(Charlieissocoollike, Meekakitty, and Wheezy Waiter) and got back in time for the "Unknown Underwear Usurper Incident".


Nothing particularly interesting, as you can see.

Whoops, Harry Potter fell into a plot hole!

Ok, so I was watching a trailer for the second part of the last Harry Potter move(I'm a die-hard HP fan), and they had this bit at the end, you know, where Harry and Voldemort have their last dramatic face-down, and all of a sudden Harry's all like "Lets finish this the way we started it-together!" (which sounds like something you'd say to your ex. O_o) and he grabs Voldemort(actually, hugs. O_e), and they fall into this giant hole-thing which suddenly appeared in plot, because it wasn't there before(before meaning in the books. Also, Hogwarts is supposed to survive the fight, not be blown to rubble! What is with these people??) which is stupid anyway, because they're both wizards,  and so would survive the fall just by casting a cushion charm! Plus, whats with Ginny kissing Harry? They squish it in right in the middle of a giant action-filled trailer, and don't even give it two seconds! Its like they just didn't know where to put it, so they squeezed it right in the middle, where it wouldn't make any sense at all! I guess they forgot to put in a little romance, and at the end they were like "Oh, whoops, Ginny was supposed to kiss Harry. Here, we'll stick it the middle!" If you're going to have kissing, at least to it justice! Jeez. If the movie is as badly arranged as Twilight(...I'm also a die-hard Twi-fan.(not to be confused with 'fangirl') Yes, its odd. No, I'm not going to start raving about Edward. O_o)I'm gonna....do something drastic. Like....*tries to think of something good* make a ranting post about Harry Potter. Wait. I did that already. Dang.

*facedesk*

DOOM!

So, I'm sure you've all heard about the new bill they're thinking about passing. (you haven't? Go here: http://act.demandprogress.org/letter/ten_strikes?akid=700.450896.5hVZPC&rd=1&t=1 ) So, essentually, they want to shut down Hulu, and, of course, Youtube(Eek! What would we do without Youtube??). Personally, I don't see how this would benefit anyone. Why do they want to destroy so many large companies? I suppose this might help the cinimas and such, since no one would be able to watch stuff online anymore...but still. WHY? WHY!?


If you actually support this, I'd love to hear your reasoning.

My house

The fridge is in the living room, the washer and dryer are on the back porch, the mircowave is in the dining room, the toaster is under the table, and I'm not sure where the stove went. This makes lunch a rather interesting affair. To top it all off, the kitchen is blocked off by what appears to be plastic tarps, which makes doing the dishes hard.

To clarify a little, we're redoing the main floor. This means a guy comes in with a bunch of tools, and proceeds to make as much noise and dust as humanly possible, while at the same time blocking off large areas of the house.

On a side note, I can't remember the guy's name, even though he's been working in my house for over a week. I'm sure this says something about my personality, but I'm not sure what.

There's a spider on the celling...

Theres a spider on the ceiling
He's perched in a corner,
where the plaster is peeling.
maybe hes a foreigner;
a spider from spain
wouldn't that be odd?
or maybe insane!

A poem. By me. Enjoy! =]

I dub thee 'Thunk'

Now, if I was a bird (which i'm not, obviously), I should hope I'd be smart enough not to make the same mistake twice, or, if thats too much to ask, not make the same mistake over and over and over for days on end. Like that bird over there. Its a bluejay(although I'm not sure why it matters-maybe bluejays are particularly dumb?). Anyway, the stupid thing's been running into the window for the last three days. You'd think it would have figured out that it can't go through a closed window by now, but nooo!

Stupid bird outside the window, I dubb thee Thunk, for the sound your tiny head makes when it hits the glass for the 40th time.

I wonder whats going through it's head. Does it think theres another bluejay, trying to fight it? Does it think it's reflection is a pretty female(oo, la la)? Does it think there's food beyond the mysterious, clear force (oo! worm!)?  Maybe it's sucidel. Or Emo (can you imagine that? An emo bluejay?). Or maybe it's just vain(wow, I'm a hot bird!). Chances are, I'll never know, because no one ever spends their time on why bluejays run into windows, or what they're thinking. No one ever writes a biography of a bird.

On a passing note, maybe 'Thunk' is just stupid. ....hmm....I think I just rendered this entire post pointless. *sigh*

And why, when I google "bluejay hitting window" do I get a whole bunch of people in jersys and some baseballs?