The Hottest Wig Ever

Crayola was at my house over the weekend and we were watching Labyrinth. We both agreed David Bowie had the hottest wig ever on in that movie. See for yourself. Not to mention his makeup.

Yeah, I know. He's the shiznit.

May the Force be with you, David Bowie.

The Lizzard Dictionary

Wooo! Here's some new definitions.

coleec dust-The spore's of the coleec plant, native to California, often airborne (Derives from my mom's mishearance of "warm smell of coleec dust, rising up throough the air".)

neminin- An idiot, often small.

phrunk -Somewhere in between back and front.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

May the Force be with you, Webster.

And the Sexiest Vegetarian Is...

PRINCE!!!!!

The annual title of "Sexiest Vegetarian" was given to Prince this year. I'm confused on why a contest like that even exists. Maybe this will save Prince from oblivion. I doubt it.

Sara(see http://jedilizard.blogspot.com/2006/03/sara-says-hi-everybody.html) is furious that the object of her devout worship and passionate devotion, Weird Al Yankovic, didn't win. Sometimes she really creeps me out.

May the Force be with you, Prince and vegetarians everywhere.

I Don't Think I Can Stand Living Here Anymore

I live in Southern Indiana, or known to me in my mind, Redneckville. It really sucks. I was talking to Gabe, the guy I sit with at lunch, today and he started talking about football. He said he's still mad at me for saying that the new stadium that we are building for our worthless football team that we used millions of tax dollars that could have been used to fund education and safety is a pointless endeavor. I was really mad at him. All he cares about is football. There's too many stupid rednecks and and old high school jocks in Indiana that we care more about sports than anything else. For example, theschool administration hands out medals to all people who participated in "sports". That's in qoutes because they count they sluttiness in its purest form that they refer to as cheerleading. The cheerleading hopefuls for next year are practicing in the gym right now. The librarian left early, so I have nothing to do but update. I guess that's good, beacause I need to get back in the habit again. I've been missing a couple days lately. I still have Beat It stuck in my head. The Acedemic Team commpetition is over. We pretty much are okay, but Science and Social Studies need to work on it. English and Math got first in our division. I'm on both of them, as well as being the English representative for the Interdisciplinary Team. The acedmic teams worked twice as hard as the dumb jocks. We barely had a celebration. I am grateful for the coaches that were willing to throw a small party for us in the cafeteria after school ON THEIR OWN BUDGETS. It was announced ONCE over the announcements. They're having a school-funded "Sports Banquet", a giant dance for all the jocks and their cheerleaders (they tend to come in pairs). I am so mad at the school. They have been announcing that the Sports Banquet is on whatever day it's on since last week. And it's not until the last week of school, which is somewhere around the 24th . They DISTURB CLASSES to have the jocks vote for "most outstanding" male and female athletes of the year. I try to speak up, but no one listens to the one who actually goes to school to learn, which , in case all you people out there have'nt learned, is what you're supposed to do. These people, even though they all have brains at least big enough to function, have no common sense and virtually, according to my observations, no process of thought. I find them saying the same lines and going through the same conversations over and over again. LIke a broken record. It's scary. I don't blame the elderly for being exsasperated with youth. I'm worried about the state of the English team by next year. I was the only seventh grader this year, and all the eighth-graders on the team will be going to the high school next year. But I'm sure the football team will have no shortage of eager volunteers.


On a much different note, I got to see Kevin, my favorite, on Jeopardy again last night. I thought Kevin meant business, but he came in second, and unfortunately will not be going to the finals. He's still awesome though. I think the finals start tonight. I'll be watching.

May the Force be with you, my fellow nerds.

I've Had My Serving of Ancient Roman Cities Today. Have You?

Yeah, that's right, I ate Pompeii today. I feel so awesome. I took a picture of my miraculous mashed potato sculpture before I ate it. I cant beleive I had to go and eat it! It was so... *sniff* beautiful. Ah, what the heck, it tasted good. I started to use A1 suace for the lava, but we ran out of it, so I just used Tiger Sauce. It made the potatoes spicy anyway. Actually, we didn't really run out of A1 sauce. When I went out to the garage to show my mom and dad my beautiful sculpture my mom says "yaknow, we had a new bottle of A1 sauce in the pantry." Yeah, sure, now she tells me.

May the Force be with you, mashed potatoes.

Airwaves/Thomas Dolby

Title:Airwaves

Artist:Thomas Dolby

Album:The Golden Age of Wireless

This is a really good song and can be interpreted many ways, or not interpreted at all. She Blinded Me with Science also being on this album, it got most of its glory taken away. It is much more mellow than most of Dolby's early works.

Strange how the scale forms

In tiny patterns

On my antenna

And the fiveoclock show

Hello, hello

Brooklyn is crawling

With famous people

I turn my vehicle

Beneath the river, west from south

Through the airwaves

People never read the airwaves

Do we only feed the airwaves?

I really should have seen through the airwaves

Electric fences

Line our new freeway

Here in the halflight

The motorhomes leave

Knee deep in water

Under a pylon

How slow my heartbeat

How thin the air I'm breathing in

Through the airwaves

People never read the airwaves

Do we only feed the airwaves?

Or stamp them out at street level?

Airwaves

The dampness of the wind, the airwaves

The tension of the skin, the airwaves

I really should have seen through the airwaves

Be in my broadcast

When this is over

Give me your shoulder

I need a place to

Wait for morning

No it was nothing

Some car backfiring

Please don't ask questions

I itch all over; let me sleep

Through the airwaves

People never read the airwaves

Do we only feed the airwaves?

Or stamp them out at street level?

Airwaves

The dampness of the wind, the airwaves

The tension of the skin, the airwaves

I really should have seen through the airwaves...

May the Force be with you, Thomas Dolby.

Jeopardy Junkie!

I LOVE JEOPARDY! I watch it every night at 7:30, dedicated watcher that I am. And on the weekends, when it's not on until midnight, I watch reruns. This one dude on the reruns, Ulhas, is really awesome. Right now it's Tornament of Champions time! WOOOO! It was really funny because these guys were like really nerdy and the three of the categories were and I quote "Star Trek, Star Wars, or Lord of the Rings", "I Need A Date(you had to tell the date an event happened)", and "You Have No Life(refers to lifeless things, like and Antarctica and antbiotics)". This one dude Kevin, he was awesome. Hope he wins tonight, too.

Not to mention that Alex Trebek is only the coolest game show host ever.

May the Force be with you, Alex Trebek, and everyone that's ever been on Jeopardy.

Fat Guy in A China Buffet

Yesterday, my dad came home and started telling this stupid story about a fat guy at the China Buffet. He said he was hungry on his way home from work, so he stopped at China Buffet. The only guy besides him that was in there was this really uber-fat guy with sweatpants and an old tshirt on. By the time my dad was done eating one plate and some soup, the guy had gone back three times, and his plate was like not human size amounts of food. And everytime he went back he sat down and kind of sighed and looked at his food like he was on a mission from God. I can't describe it very well, since my dad was the one there, but that's what he told me. Fat people. Gets you every time.

My dad had another food-related story. He went to Burger King the day before that and he got one of the grease-markers they use to mark the sandwiches and ate half of it before he realized and got his money back.

May the Force be with you, 8 Lucky.