Just found this

While searching for movies online, I happened by a movie called 'The Hebrew Hammer'... remember Efron's nickname? Maybe this is where it came from.

Plot:
"Mordechai Jefferson Carver, aka the Hebrew Hammer, is an Orthodox stud who goes on a mission to save Hanukkah. When Santa Claus's evil son Damian is pushed over the edge by his father's liberal policies, he does away with the Christian patriarch. Subsequently stepping into his father's role, Damian launches a campaign to eradicate the Jewish Holiday. The Hammer joins forces with Esther, the gorgeous and dangerous daughter of the leader of the Worldwide Jewish Media Conspiracy, and his brother-in-arms Mohammed, head of the Kwanzaa Liberation Front, to topple Santa's evil progeny and to save Hanukkah for future generations of Jews."

Why does my arm hurt?

Wow last night was cuh-razy. Went w/ my two friends who are dating to a rugby formal. Moron decides he's bringing his ex-girlfriend b/c he feels sorry for her. Too much to drink, trying to help my two friends cooperate w/ each other, being told to watch Joe, being told to leave him alone. I don't care what he does...jeez. He is a professional at being drunk as far as i'm concerned. Lots of people, too much to drink, lol, door closed on forehead...now there's a bump. Watched ex-girlfriend's friend (complicated yet? well her name is Samantha) lost my train of thought...oh, watched Samantha make out w/ at least 3 guys. Gained lots of respect for one of them who stopped himself. Told him i respected him myself. Got told I was unique and cool and to watch out for Joe...grrr. Stayed the night and woke up to a house that was like utterly destroyed. Damn rugby players. My head hurts. My arm hurts. My toes are stubbed and there are bruises on my legs that didn't come from basketball. I think I'll stay sober more often. Haha.

Why does my arm hurt?

Wow last night was cuh-razy. Went w/ my two friends who are dating to a rugby formal. Moron decides he's bringing his ex-girlfriend b/c he feels sorry for her. Too much to drink, trying to help my two friends cooperate w/ each other, being told to watch Joe, being told to leave him alone. I don't care what he does...jeez. He is a professional at being drunk as far as i'm concerned. Lots of people, too much to drink, lol, door closed on forehead...now there's a bump. Watched ex-girlfriend's friend (complicated yet? well her name is Samantha) lost my train of thought...oh, watched Samantha make out w/ at least 3 guys. Gained lots of respect for one of them who stopped himself. Told him i respected him myself. Got told I was unique and cool and to watch out for Joe...grrr. Stayed the night and woke up to a house that was like utterly destroyed. Damn rugby players. My head hurts. My arm hurts. My toes are stubbed and there are bruises on my legs that didn't come from basketball. I think I'll stay sober more often. Haha.

Yay! New Camera!

Don't worry everybody... I'm alive. Evidenced by the fact that I changed the look of the blog. I thought it needed an update. Speaking of update, I got a new digital camera :). Chris, you can start groveling now. It is a 10.3 megapixel sony R1. Sweet. Obviously I took the picture I posted with it. It is of one of my friends on a slack line... Or rather jumping off of a slackline.

Lynsey, I can find my way to Seattle, but then my transportation is gone. But if you want to pick me up :) I'll go visit you. For a couple days. After that I have to go rock climbing and Levenworth and then do some conyoneering in Utah. Hopefully actual dates will become clear in the next week.

And Chris... why do you get drunk so much? I mean, it's not like it's your first semester of college or something (ha ha ha ha...)

Who would marry this guy??

This link is to a marriage contract written up by a reallly freaky guy.

Feel free to comment.. I wasn't actually searching for this, I found it on the front page of alternet.org. I swear!!!

Still Single, But Rich

So check it, I'm still single, I'm still me, and I'm still going to be in the armed forces.

Instead of staying in the Red Neck military, I'll be joining the smarter Red Necks in the Air Force. Air National Guard scholarship (Simultaneous Membership Program), Air Force ROTC at Howard, and some extra cash for stuff like, oh, climbing Les Dents Du Midi Summer 2007, study abroad in Egypt and so and so forth.

I'm actually working in the library. I managed to get a 14 1/2 out of 30 on my last Stat Exam (first of three mid terms... go figure). So yeah, I've decided that I'll do a bit more learning. Drinking is way overated. No its not. That was me blowing smoke out of my ass. I'd ask y'all to call me, but my phone is still broken and I'll be at Fort A.P. Hill killing fake terrorists en-masse with assistance of my Trusty Rubber Duckie M-16, Field Hockey Ball Grenades and the rat-a-tat-tat of my lips and tongue (yeah... someone forgot to order blanks... so "Bang Bang" makes a great substitute.

I'll catch you guys on the far side. The really, really far side. Expect another post on Sunday with some awesome, rad, sexy, intense (insert additional descriptive adjective that shows 10th Grade english comprehension).

Much love,
KEYES

Part 2 for your Pleasure

Geez, lol. Part 2 is a conglomeration otay.

I hate Valentine's Day. Everyone knows that. Unless I'm spending it with you guys of course. So, this Valentine's day came after that night with Joe. He had mentioned doing something, and I didn't believe him, but after he repeated himself a few times I did. Valentine's night descends upon me, and I'm not expecting anything but I'm hoping. Key word...hoping like hell, lol. It isn't until 10pm and after I've chugged a couple beers and a glass of wine that he gets a hold of me. Then it isn't until 12am that I actually meet up with him, but that was enough. We watched a movie and cuddled and then went to sleep...I had to get up for class at 8am...grrr.

Now for an awkward, but funny story. Part 2 of Part 2, hehe. Sunday night he comes over with a bunch of his buddies from Rugby. After some time everyone separates, most go home, one goes to smoke pot, and Joe stays in my room. At like 2am, the guy who went to smoke pot gets back (now i had an inkling that he had to come back and he wasn't going to his apartment on his twisted ankle...and not many people really know about me and Joe...). So he doesn't knock. And he walks into my room. And no I wasn't doing anything. We were falling asleep. But still!! So he says he heard there was an extra bed, and I was like 'yea, of course, you can sleep on my roommate's bed no problem...' Eek. I just can't explain how awkward that was. Especially when the guy asked whether that was Joe in my bed...yea. That's my girlie gossip.

Lauren: I'm not sure how many songs they actually know. One of them is their own I'm pretty sure, but they repeat like 2 or 3 constantly.
Courtney: Go get that job! Washington is calling you.
Justin: Boy what are you up to? Get your phone fixed so I can bug you.
Chris: More stories, hehe, juicy ones.
Paul: Keep us updated loser. Spring break you better be getting your ass over here or I'm kicking it hard
Heather: I'll call you when I can, and shit your present is like sitting on my desk in front of me...haha
Katie: Send me sweets! lol. I'm craving sweet cigarettes. That's what smoking shisha 3 times a week does to you
Liz: I miss you drinking buddy. I'll never forget to take a drink for you...even if it makes me twice as drunk, lol.

Ohhh...ahhhh...

You changed the look...I like black, lol. I'm getting a new computer this weekend! Hell yea. This thing's a monster after 4 years. Plus it has 2 cracks on the back of the monitor...hehe.

I couldn't resist

http://www.bloggerradio.com/2006/02/what_do_islamic.html <-- Someone in Iran decided it was a good idea to rename Danishes "Roses of the Prophet Muhammed" because of the whole cartoon thing. A blasphemy to a perfectly good breakfast pastry.

Wow.. the blog is flowering! So I'll add my two cents. Katie, I mentioned this in a comment but right on for bitching her out. She deserves it because she's a whore. A fat whore too. Fatty fat fat fat. You tell her Lauren says that the next time she upsets you :P It was soooo cold here this weekend! I didn't even realize it could get this cold, it was -20 C plus massive wind chill!!! MASSIVE wind chill, like there was a tornado in Saratoga. So I sat, and I smoked. And I smoked. And I smoked. And played really lame video games. It's amazing how satisfying that is. So now I'm back in school and I have two tests I havent studied for and a paper to write about Rousseau and Mary Wollestonecraft about how intellectual they are and how I worship them, but damn it, my weekends make up for it. Oh dude Lynsey what songs do the rugby guys sing? Tell me and I'll give you a few verses of whatever you want to impress them :P My mom gave me a book full of all the ones she sings in her running club.

Okey, it's time for a full report. Lol. First of all it's a Saturday night, and I'm all alone in my room, listening, singing, and dancing to the most awesome Footloose soundtrack. 80's music is soo bouncy! Haha. I've had a good, but stressful past week. I shall now extrapolate, lol.

Last Saturday night my friend Taryn and I went to a party for a rugby guy's b-day. The rugby guys weren't there yet as they were driving drunk and haphazardly back from a game in Oregon. 6 hours of drinking...as if that wasn't bad a cop stopped them and talked to them, and the most drunk of all of them got them out of any trouble. He later puked in the van...ewwey! So the party's a lil' lame since we know no one. Then the rugby guys come to crash the party and take over...muahaha. They stumble in topless and only wearing shorts. Hehe. When we finally caught up with them Taryn's boyfriend assaulted me, picking me up and holding me in the air for like...5 minutes. I swear. (I'm giving you a story, I'm bored!) Anyway, drunk rugby guys like to sing and tackle eachother which is fun to watch until they descend upon you. That's when you push back and hard! lol. Brian, Taryn's boyfriend decides its time to leave, so...I grab Joe's hand and tell him I'm taking him home. (Did I mention Joe is the guy I like...and hey, his ride left him anyway!) We get everyone in the car, Joe in the trunk...it's a hatchback, not like I'm stuffing him a stuffy trunk. We drive him home. He doesn't want to get out. "I'm going on an adventure!" He states. Fine then. Slam the trunk shut again. Driving back up to our dorms...lalala, getting everyone into Taryn and my suite. We decided to smoke shisha, had a few unexpected visitors, had all my cookies eaten, listened to some music. People dwindle out. I decide Brian and Taryn should have their 'special' time, so I pull Joe into my room. Long story (which already is long, lol) made short. He never went back home, and he didn't sleep on the floor...and he's a much better kisser than the last guy. That's my story...are you bored yet? hehe. How about part II later. Haha. OMG IT'S SATURDAY AND I'M HOME ALONE!! EEK!

Anger Management...

Yes you read correctly... anger management... yup, they're trying to put yours truely in anger management... why you ask? I'll tell you! Lately I've had this thing where I've been like.. unable to handle english class... ya I know right... Anyway... so here's what's been going on, at the request of some who want to know...
Tuesday, we were watching a movie in class, we had to swap the tape, Andrei and David were doing it together (ya, I swear they can't pee alone anymore...)and they were screwing around, everyone was getting mad, finally Gi yelled at them, which led me to yell at them... no big deal, they deserved it (although I was a little... more forceful than necessary). End of class, Ms. Henderson holds me back and tells me that I have issues holding my temper and I need anger management... I'm like... no you need to stop jumping down my throat at everything, you're out of line, just leave me alone and maybe if you could control them better I wouldn't get so mad... Anyway that ended badly, me running off to class kicking walls and shit, the other class is like, why the hell was katie yelling at ms. henderson. Anyway fast forward to the next day. Ms. H says somehting about slitting wrists and Steph was like please don't say that (All I knew at the time was that she had a friend who died fairly recently because she slit her wrists, turns out this was the second anniversary of her death) so when she said stop, I figured it was something liek that... David and Andrei start talking shit about how ppl shouldn't be sensitive about stuff... I'm like you dont' understand the history, just please lets not talk about. They go on joking, I'm just sitting there repeating, please stop, please... being polite as hell cus I know if I say anything out of line Ms. H will flip out at me... Finally I'm like, Ms. H can you please ask them to stop, I'm being really polite and it's not working... Well she flips out at me... Starts yelling abotu how I'm being rude and inconciderate and shit.. So I stand up, say I can't deal with this, stop yelling at me.. And then I leave... As I'm walking out she makes some snide comment about 'that's a leader for you' (this is the day after the NHS induction thing, where i read lynsey's speech about leadership)... Ya I almost turned back in there and slapped her... I was so insulted by the whole thing... Ya so, I just went to ms. Shanahan's office and sat there for the rest of the period and most of the next one... Apparently no one could find me... She wouldn't let Steph go, but she let Ali cus he's in anger management, I guess she figured it would settle me down... Neither of them could find me though...
Ya so that was my week... Still can't figure out what's going on... I'm not really stressed out, but I've been having issues holding my temper i guess... or rather i get frustrated pretty easily lately... maybe i'm just... i donno, i think i need to get away from the school for a while... next week i'm going to saas fey for family trip... taking sean with me so we can get drunk together... hehe ya i know... anyway...
miss you guys a lot!! I was thinking about you over Valentines Day!! We're usually together for that holiday!! it was sad! but probably better... i was too cheap to send flowers this year... hehe...
Miss you guys!
lots of love!!
Katie

Maybe it's not the bane of my existence anymore...

Some of you might piss your pants. This is the a spoof of the music video by Eric Prydz (Call on me).

http://www.internetdj.com/watch_video.php?op=watch&mediaid=17867

Enjoy, you'll need the Windows media player plug in.

I hate Valentine's Day. It is the bane of my existence...an abhoration.

V-day.. and other exploits...

Ya so we had prom. It was awesome, I was on set-up and clean-up. Not really sure how I landed that, but I got to ride in a van both up and down... it rocked... And the prom was fun too! I swear it was... Ya anyway, I love having alcoholic friends, they all snuck in flasks... Pablo, Dan and Faraz had a bottle of whiskey down their pants. well they swapped out carrying it. No idea how they got it to stay in place but ya...
Anyway, banquet today, and the NHS induction... I'm excited, with 22 new members maybe we'll get something done!! hehe, just kidding... it's not that bad... Um.. ya I quite honestly can't think of anything really new to write... Oh didn't get in to Rice, so Colorado it is... anyone up for a ski trip there next year??? hehe, Actually Gi's goign there too... it's awesome cus Dan Haden's family has a condo there that we're already planning to crash.. It's all good, Joe (mini-haden) said we could!! hehe...
Anwyay, gotta do TOK.. Sharp's had just a little too much fun yelling at us lately... gotta prove that I can work.. sometimes...
Miss you guys!
love
katie

Try this on for size

Here is a quote from a sufi master named al-Junayd from my Islamic Mysticism class. I just think it is pretty wild.

"Fear of God grips me. Hope unfolds me. Reality draws me together. The real sets me apart. When he seizes me with fear, he annihilates me from myself. When he unfolds me with hope, he returns me to myself. When he recollects me in reality, he makes me present. When he sets me apart through the real, he makes me witness the other-than-me, then veils me from himself. He is exaclted beyond all of that, transforming me rather than holding me secure, deolating me rather than granting me his intimacy. Through my being-present I taste the flavor of my existence. Would that he had annihilated me from myself and compensated me, or had absented me from myself and revived me."

Life is interesting. Very interesting. No longer single it seems, I guess I'm just too fly for my own good. L-Nizzle I don't know what's going on right now, so I'll sort that out - maybe may? maybe august? maybe just me and you and a romantic bottle of wine? Good times, and kisses all over for all of you.

Peace,
Justin

Hiking!

So, here is a picture from hiking today. Freakin sweet. Oh yeah, and I just bought a camera that makes Chris's look like a toy. 10.3 megapixels. enough said.

Update from Paul

I had a dream last night in which I saw some people from LAS. The only people I remember seeing though are Mo and Julian Stevens. And that is in fact all I remember from the dream. Creepy. Anyways, yesterday was a pretty freakin sweet day because I totally rocked my linear algebra test, and went rock climbing. Oh by the way, I rock climb now. So the next time you see me, I might be able to do more pull ups than Chris. Buahahahaha. My plans of becoming a crazy math rock climber guy are moving right along. Buahahaha. Speaking of seeing me the next time. So I had this great big master plan of maybe... huge hemphasis on maybe... to spend the summer in the Washington D.C. area working for this company called DevIS. I don't know if I'll be able to get a job, or maybe some other form of employment, but was planning on renting a summer sublet. This talk of going to Seattle and then to Canada makes me want to say, lets do it either at the beginning of the summer, like in June, or the end of the summer, like in August, because the rest of the time, I might be in D.C. paying money for living space. And it makes no sense for me to go to D.C., then in the middle of the summer, fly back to Seattle, then back to D.C. to work some more, then back to Seattle again for school. So I'm with Katie on this one. Oh and another thing, I need a place to stay for Spring Break. I am currently homeless, because I don't want to live with my Aunts for two weeks and I'm being kicked off campus. Maybe I'll go to Colorado... maybe I'll go to Seattle, or maybe I'll go do some canyoneering in Utah... I just don't have any solid plans for anything at the moment.

In other news, I'm going hiking today. Sweet.

So how did Sharp use Chris as an example in TOK? Was it as an example of how humans can have a total lack of knowledge? ha ha ha ha. Oh, I miss the good old days when I could poke Chris with a long stick using words and then run away before he came after me. ha ha ha ha.

And life goes on... sans ski day

Hey guys..
well today has been fun.. We almost revolted this morning cus we got 25cm of fresh snow (the first in like 3 weeks) and it was clear and beautiful out... but no ski day. We've not had one all term and we feel like killing someone.. hehe.. it's fun. ya..
In other news. I am like almost completely done all my IB stuff. turned in my extended essay and my last IA I had to do. I'm almost in the clear... definitly excited about that, it's been a long term already. Oh and I'm supposed to find out if I got into Rice today, which is my first choice. but nothing's come!! it's killing me!! So after school we're all doing downtown to buy flasks and alcohol to take to prom. The ironic thing about that? right now i'm in Stef's office, on one of the school's computers... hmm.. oh well. Don't think they'll do anything! ya... Anyway. um not really anymore fun stuff.
I agree Chris, we've gotta get planning! Only problem is, July is like the only month out of my summer I can't go... My dad'll be in Alaska so I'm like blocked out to travel when he's there.. So for me it's either june or august... ya. well we'll all figure it out eventually! anyway.. i'm gonna go find something else to do to amuse my time for the next 7 minutes before assembly... yup. fun stuff... oh Chris you got used as an example for Sharp's TOK class. be excited! hehe..ya..
anyway,
miss you guys!!!
Love,
Katie

Oh rugby players...

So that's where the money goes...

I just figured out why Bard costs 40,000 a year... 3 computer labs full of computers with beefy hardware. Not cheap, and waaay underutilized. So, as a Bard student, I feel it is my duty to install a whole bunch of games and live in the 24-hour lab. Life in general has been looking up this semester, if you call being in class 24/7 looking up. It was my choice, to keep from having nothing to do, sitting around, and wondering why Im here. Oh, oh, and I finally found someone at Bard I have respect for, that's a plus... actually that's a first. I think everyone should come to such a place once in their lives to realize why everyone hates liberals. It's a life-changing experience, let me tell you. After the first semester of culture shock I've learned to accept that I'm living in a hotbed of douchebags with too much money, and I've also learned to enjoy my awesome 3-day weekends OUTSIDE of Bard, which is why I'm so busy during the rest of the week. I can't believe how much better this semester has been, well, for the two weeks I've been in class. Hopefully it stays that way. I know I've been out of touch, but hey, last semester you wouldnt have wanted to talk to me anyway, depressed people are really annoying. So yeah, that's my version of an apology :P