Hooray for me! Starting today I'm 19 years old. That's one more than 18. What better way to celebrate than going to bed and not getting up until tomorrow, when I have school to go to for another day? Goodnight.

I finally got my tuition paid off for this semester. Thing is, I also signed up for next semester, meaning that now I have to come up with money to pay for that. I hate being moneyless. Classes are going well, though, so I can't complain too much. I also finished the job at my aunt and uncle's house. They had a couple additional little things for me to do, but they weren't too difficult. I have a new "job" now, though, creating powerpoint presentations for my mom's boss and I'm gonna have to teach him how to use it. I'm not a very good teacher. I'm not gonna like that part.

We had a pretty big tornado scare 'round here. I was sitting in the middle of class, working on some lab when this lady walks into the room and starts talking about moving to the basement. I guess she didn't notice that she was already in the lowest part of the building. There were about forty or fifty refugees from upstairs out in the hallway just standing or sitting there. My class just kept on working on labs or joking about being blown away by tornadoes or looking out the windows at the sky, trying to spot a twister. It was pretty cool. Then on the way home I could hardly see anything for all the rain.

I don't think I have any other news other than I think I've run out of "goodbye" ideas. I may come up with something later, but for now it's back to the basics. Tomorrow's the last day of school before Thanksgiving break. It's just a week, but I'll take it. I can hardly wait. Ttyl...no, I'm not gonna start using internet lingo. I just couldn't bring myself to leave that there. Well...I'm gonna leave it there, just not by itself. Talk to you later.

I got this email a little while back that I wish was real. It said that some guy with my last name had died recently and that he didn't have any known living relatives, so the guy operating the will just found someone with the same last name to inherit his stuff. I don't remember for sure, but I think the amount was $100 million. If only it weren't a scam. That would be awesome. It would pay for all my college, a car, a house, a wife-no. Not a wife. That's just crazy talk. But just think of all the things you could do with that kind of money. No, that's depressing. Let's not think about it.

In another money-related matter, I have to pay for the rest of this semester at college soon, but I think they messed up my bill. They haven't acknowledged quite everything I've paid. So I'll have to talk to the money people and straighten that out and then give them more money. It's sickening how expensive this stuff is, and I'm going to a cheap college!

I also got back with my aunt and uncle about finishing that project. I had completely forgotten about it. There's not much left to do, though. I just have to pour a bunch of gravel into the cracks between the patio blocks and break a few in half to put where they're needed. I'll be glad when it's done. It'll be one less thing on my mind. If my mind were an animal, whatever it was would have a lot of arms. Maybe it would be a big table. It's not an animal, but you can put stuff on it. Позже.

==WARNING!-INCOMING RANT==

Dangit! Dangit!! Dangit!!! You hear all the time about how girls/women want to be taken seriously and don't want to be thought of as sexual objects, yet they continue to dress in a fashion that completely contradicts what they are saying. They say "Don't look at me as just a sex toy" but then they wear very revealing clothing, making it nearly impossible to comply. You can't have it both ways, ladies. At the college I'm attending there are these girls (I'm pretty sure it's the volleyball team) that wear what I guess are called hot pants. They're these skin-tight little short-shorts that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination, and when I say nothing I mean nothing except perhaps colors. Shape-wise you see everything. I have to assume the girls know they're being oggled. They'd have to be pretty dense not to anticipate and/or notice that. If I were them I would at least wear something over it. One time I was sitting in the cafeteria and one of these girls was standing there talking to a couple of her friends and she had either just been exercising or was overheated, because she had a noticeable trail of sweat running down the crack of her behind. That was pretty funny. But when nothing is going wrong with the clothing I have to say that it's frustrating as a guy to see this stuff and try to behave in a Christian manner. And I'm not the only guy that feels this way. Not by a long shot.

Okay, enough venting. I guess the photo shoot went pretty well. I did have my picture taken by myself, which was surprising, since I'm just a sound guy. I'm not really that important unless we're doing a show. Have any of you ever known the name of a sound guy even from a famous band? In all probability the answer is no. That's okay, though. I like being behind the scenes. That way if something goes wrong people may blame the sound guy, but if I happen to wander off before they look back toward me, they don't know who exactly to blame. They may just blame the guy closest to the sound board.

Anyway, we should have our second CD for sale at the gig we have scheduled for November 5th. I'm so ready to start shelling out a new album. People are probably gonna be a little disappointed though that the Cartoon Song isn't on it. We didn't write it, though, and aren't ever gonna put it on any CD as far as I know. Although we did get the rights to some songs we didn't write and put them on CDs, that one won't be on one. Sorry.

That's all the news for now. Felipe, if you're reading, this one's for you. Veja-o mais tarde.

So I'm in a band, right? It's called LivingStone. It's on the sidebar on your right. We've been working on our second CD for a while now and musically it's done. Now all that's left is the cover art and we're working on that. In fact, tomorrow we're going to Edwardsville to get pictures taken for said cover art. Me being just a lowly sound guy, I'm not going to have a picture dedicated to me, but I am going to be in some of the pictures. Jealous? I thought so. I don't really mind not having a mug shot in the jacket, to tell you the truth. I mean, I don't want my face getting "out there" where all the beautiful young ladies will see it and come flocking to me. It would be embarrassing and honestly annoying. I'd have to carry mace around so I could get away from them. I'm not saying being world famous wouldn't be cool, but I'd rather not have girls yanking my hair out as souveneres. I don't think I spelled that right, but I'll fix it later. The bad thing about this is that it's gonna be a buzz trip. When I get out of school tomorrow at around 3 and my dad gets home from work whenever, we're getting ready, zipping up there to do our thing, and coming back all in the same day. That's a lot of driving for a few pictures. It isn't gonna be much fun, trust me. Oh, well. That's the price of being a rock star. It's getting late now, so I'm going to bed. I have math to do in the morning before class. Apparently goodbye in Norwegian is the same as here in the US. But later isn't. Senere.

Sorry it's been so long. I've been kinda busy with college. I managed to acquire my dad's soldering iron and finally found a de-soldering tool. It seems kinda cheaply made, but it'll work. I have also secured both scholarships. One's only half of what I thought it was, but it's okay. It's still free money. I think my picture is gonna be in the paper for winning it, too.

And now for some old news. Two Mondays ago I went rafting with my dad. The water level was pretty low, so we couldn't go everywhere we intended to go, but we had lots of fun and lots of sun, too. Anyway, rather than bore you with all the details like I did to those poor people on RvB, I'll just give you the highlights. Among the --hang on. My mom's home on her lunch break and she wants me to go put gas in her car. I'll be back.

Okay, where was I? Right. Among the creatures we saw on the trip were a couple otters, blue herons, fish we believe were rainbow trout, a pantload of dragonflies, turtles, and little green frogs. We couldn't get to Eagle Pond though, because, like I said the water level was pretty low. Us being in a blow-up raft, it would not have been wise to try to maneuver through all the sticks and things that were sticking up out of the water.

I saw Final Fantasy 7: Advent Children three days ago and as I said on RvB wow, oh my gosh, and holy dang. It was visually brilliant. Brilliant, I tell you! I'll not include any spoilers unless requested, in case some of you haven't seen it and want to. I'd highly recommend it, especially if you're a FF7 fan to begin with, or even just a FF fan in general. I know a guy that has never played FF7 and he loved the movie. Granted he's a pretty hard-core gamer, but that really makes no nevermind to me. Anyone who loves games or well-done digital cinema should really be ready to go see this movie when it's released in the US. That's all for now. I think I've run out of foreign goodbyes. I won't be using French, just for your information. I haven't forgotten it, I just don't like the French. Nevermind. I just got on a translation site and put in "Goodbye" for Russian. Here it is. До свидания.

I got another scholarship, apparently. I also got these little cardboard things attached to some jeans I bought, saying I get free music downloads if I register my pants online. I'm gonna check it out when I'm done posting. I went out and got a lot of the things I needed for school, too. I got wire cutters/strippers/crimpers, pliers, a little screwdriver set, and a multimeter (It's an electrical class). I already had the electrical tape I needed. I'd been using it to tape up my socks so my shin guards didn't slip around and my socks didn't fall down while I was still playing soccer. I could have come up with the wire tool, pliers, and screwdrivers between my dad and my grampa, but my mom insisted that I get some of my own. It's like she has something agaist mooching off of people or something. Weird. I will be using my dad's soldering iron if we can find it and it's in good working condition. Now all I need...I think, is a de-soldering tool. I've gone to a few stores, but nobody has one. Maybe Home Depot will have it. I would think they would, since they really exist for tools and lumber and that kind of thing. Maybe I'll apply for a job while I'm there. I have a meeting about the scholarship I got from church Tuesday (Today's Saturday) after my first class. They're gonna be all "Here, take this money" and I'll be like "Oh, thanks. I like money". Anybody else like money? Let me get a "HooHah Tuesday!" from all the people who like money. Did you actually say it? Sweet. The band's playing in Cape again tomorrow. We played last night in Cape at a cafe. I wish I knew how to put the little accent mark above the e in cafe. I knew for a very short period of time, but I forgot. Anyway, tomorrow we're playing at a church down there. I feel like a big-time famous band, going to Cape. That's all I can think of to tell you now, so I'm gonna go register my pants and get free music downloads. Hasta la vista.

I'm officially a college guy now. My first day I had two classes and on my first day I had homework in...two classes. Dangit, that's what I hated about school the most! That was always my downfall. Not doing my homework. That's life, though, I guess. At least I made a new friend. He works at the Federal Pennitentiary. We found out in one of our classes that there's a bunch more stuff we need to buy and he bought some of it at the campus bookstore and let me and a friend of mine know how much it cost. I hate spending money. Another strike against college, cause you have to spend a lot. I think I finally got my English class dropped, though, so that's good for me. I also found out that I got a scholarship through my church! That was some really good news! It'll pay about enough for all the supplies I've had to get, including books.

After my first day of college I went back to my aunt and uncles house. The work is almost done. There are just a few touches to finish up, unless they decide they want me to dig out some more so I can fit in some more blocks. I wouldn't put it past them, but I really hope they're fine with it the way it is.

Here's the cool part of my day. On my way from school to "the job site" I was almost there when I saw something crossing the road. I slowed down when I first saw it, so I was still a ways off. When I got closer I could see it was a little box turtle. It was moving pretty fast for a turtle. When I got almost to it I slammed my breaks. Since I was already slowed down quite a bit, that wasn't really a big deal. The road was wet, though, so I still skidded a little and even squealed. Not me, my car. When the tires squealed I guess it scared the turtle, because it stopped moving and pulled into its shell. So I backed up a little and drove around it, up the driveway, and into a parking spot. Then I ran back to the turtle, grabbed it between cars, and carried it back to the house. I carried it to the back yard and set it down at the edge of the woods back there. It stayed there and I walked away and started working. I went back to check on it and it was gone, so I guess it's alright. I may have saved the life of a turtle! Steve Irwin is my hero. That's enough for now, so Adios.

I thought the band was gonna have practice yesterday and a gig today, but I was mistaken. That's next weekend. It's gonna be a real pain getting all the equipment out of the basement we've been practicing in. Oh, right. If you don't know what band I'm talking about click on the LivingStone link over there on the side. My picture came from that site. It is me, though. I didn't just pic some random guy's picture and post it to make you believe it's me when it actually isn't. That would be lying. And lying is wrong. I could put a more recent picture up there, but that would mean I'd have to go find one and scan it and other stuff, so I will if you want me to, but otherwise I'm just gonna leave this one up for a while. What else do I have to say? ......OH! I found out what kind of bugs have been flying into the window. They're bees. Bumble bees, to be more exact. That explains why the sound was kinda loud. You know, they're big. I found out when one ran into the window, but instead of turning around and flying the other direction it kept trying to fly through the window. It hit it six or seven times before it quit and went away. Needless to say, I got a pretty good look at it. Well, I don't think there's anything else to report, so Arrivederci.

Good news! I haven't been having to help much in the bathroom. Cool. However, my neighbor has once again recruited me to do yard work. I'm basically cleaning out a flower bed. It's overgrown with grass and I'm fixing that. It's not that big a deal, really. It's actually fairly easy work. And what's more, she only wants me to work on it in the mornings and evenings, when it's not so hot out. It could be much worse.

In other news, I finished reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince four or five days ago, which would be no more than a week after I got it, but maybe less. I just haven't posted because I didn't really have anything else to write about. If you've heard that it has a sad ending...you heard right. I won't go into detail unless you ask me to in a comment or otherwise contact me. I don't want to spoil the book for anyone. I can honestly say that I've never been quite this eager for the next installment. Too bad this one just came out not long ago. I have a long wait.

In other other news, I had a pretty terrible night last night. I went to bed a little early, since Futurama wasn't gonna come on. So I'm laying in bed for about an hour and I think I had been asleep for a little while, when I start feeling this pain between my shoulders. It's a muscle spasm that I get every now and then. It really hurts. Well, I tried to stretch it out a little for about ten minutes and it only got worse. Then I got up and took a couple of muscle relaxers. This was at about 11:40 pm. About an hour and a half later I still hadn't gotten to sleep because of the pain so I decided to try and relax it with a hot bath. This was at about 1:15 am. After twenty or thirty minutes in there it felt a little better, so I got out and went to watch tv for a while. At about 2:45 am I took another couple of muscle relaxers (you're supposed to take two of these every three hours while symptoms persist). Then I went and watched a little more tv. When I was finally really tired again I went to bed. Last thing I remember it was 4:00 am. When I woke up the pain was almost gone. It's still here a little, but much, much better than it was. I blame it on swimming yesterday. Thanks a lot, AfroRyan, for making me go swimming with you. I hope you see what you did. Auf Wiedersehen.

Wow, that's the longest I've been yet without posting. I started feeling a little guilty for keeping my life to myself. I mean, I know how much you need it. You are here, after all. Anyway, I was just mowing my grandma's lawn and I must have stepped in something, cause my cat has been sniffing my toes for five minutes. I was wearing sandals, so whatever it was would have gotten all up in there. She (my cat) even started licking one of my toes for a second. It was wierd. Dangit! Whenever I'm sitting here at my computer these bugs keep flying into the window and they must be going pretty fast, because they make a pretty loud noise. You'd think they'd be able to see the glass, now that it's all smeared with their comerads' guts. Stupid bugs.

We're just about done with the bathroom floor. Next we work on the walls. I'm not exactly sure what we're doing with the walls, but painting is part of it. When we're done with everything else we have to bring in the claw-foot tub. That thing is really heavy. I'm not sure my dad and I are gonna get it up the stairs on the deck, much less all the way to the bathroom. We may have to ask some friends to help. If you're reading this AfroRyan, be ready. You and your dad will probably be the first people we ask, just to warn you. It'll be a while, though.

Well, I posted this site on my RvB (Red vs. Blue) account, but I don't think anyone from there has visited. If they have I don't think they particularly cared for it because nobody has said a thing. Oh, well. Different tastes for different...somethings. I don't remember how that goes, except for the first part. Actually, the only part I don't remember is the last word, so I did pretty good. I don't have anything else to say. Hasta luego.

My good friend, AfroRyan, author of my number one link, is going on vacation to Florida, so let's all wish him a safe trip and no shark attacks. They're gonna be around the same area where that girl was killed by a shark not long ago, you know. He's really just about the only person I know of that reads my blog, other than Vietnam War Hero, so if anyone else is reading this I would just like to say, "Good for you. Oh, and thanks for reading."

I finally got all the tax information I needed in to John A. (the college I'll be attending) and they moved my tuition due date back two months! Hooray for me! More time to try and find a job and earn some money that I won't be able to spend on anything cool or fun because I have to use it to pay for college! Life's just grand, isn't it? I'm gonna start saying "bye" or "see you later" in different languages for a while. We'll see how long it lasts. Ciao.

Oh, my, gosh! We're a one bathroom family again. There's almost always a bathroom off the master bedroom, right? Well, the bottom of the shower in my parents' bathroom busted a while back, so every time they've taken a shower in there instead of the water going down the drain it went through the crack and under the tile into the wood underneath. A little while of that has taken its toll. All the wood in there has been rotted and the wood under the shower particularly has been reduced to the consistency of applesauce. Believe me, I am not joking. I had to shovel it into a trash bag today. You would not believe the amount of mold that comes from a little water like that. Most of it was under the floor boards. It looked like the wood had come to life and sprouted white hair. I've been the one doing most of the work in there for about a week since my dad has asthma and my brother is incompetent. I've been the one cutting and tearing up the tile, ripping up the floor, tearing down the walls, bagging the moldy, wet trash, hauling it outside, and spraying any remaining mold with bleach so my dad could get in there and see what to do. Meanwhile, my parents are setting up camp in the other bathroom. Our-or more importantly, my-bathroom. Besides all the junk that was in there to begin with, now every day I walk in there, my mom has added more of her crap to clutter up the place. Why do women need so much stuff? Now that the floor is mostly gone, we have to move pipes because my mom wants to redecorate and move stuff around, and since we're moving pipes, we also have to solder them together (not an easy task). I think we turned the water off five times today. The first time was to do all the main work. The other four were to check whether we had caught all the leaks and fixed them. I guess we eventually got it done, but boy, was it a pain in my butt? Yes, yes it was. Crap. I just looked over and I think my plant's dying again. Better water it. Thank goodness the water's working now. I can get a shower and water my plant. Later.

Would you look at that? Two days since my last post. Bet that's the last time you thought I would post. Already getting the jump on you, aren't I? I can't stop! I was working at my aunt and uncle's again and you know what I saw? You guessed it. More big bugs. They were the two biggest centipedes I have ever seen. They were every bit of three inches long and the body alone (without including the legs) was half a centimeter wide. Bright orange, really cool. I also saw the biggest woolly worm I've ever seen. It must be something about living in the middle of the woods. They always have the biggest bugs. It's like being in the Amazon! Don't you wish you could get this excited by bugs? One winter I was at their house and eight or nine non-reign deer came right up to the house. It was like Santa's crew was on vacation or something except, like I said, they were non-reign deer. Just regular deer. Non-reign. HA!

As you can see, I've given up posting every two days. Partly because I forgot and the other partly because I was tired of doing it. There was just too much pressure to perform. You can't cage this bird. I have to be free to create. Anyway, I've been ripping the floor and walls out of a bathroom for the past couple of days. There's mold in there. The shower broke and started leaking. It got smelly. Now I'm fixing it. So...what's new? Know any good jokes? No time. I have to go pick up my stupid retard-I mean brother-I mean retard. You better be ready for the next post. You don't know when or where it's gonna strike. Well, you know where, but you don't know when. You have to be on your toes from now on. Bye.

Oh, yeah. Right. About the joke...I forgot it. Sorry. You'll never hear the funniest joke in the world now. But that's okay. there are more important things in life, like what happened in my life yesterday. You know how I've been working at my aunt and uncle's house? Well, I was yesterday and there are these little reptilian creatures running around the property. My uncle seems to think they're skinks, which as I understand it aren't lizards, but are very closely related. I'm not sure if that's correct, as I've been too lazy to look it up. Anyway, I was pushing the wheelbarrow to go get more rock and saw one of the little critters darting around on the ground. I noticed it because it was bright blue with a couple of yellow stripes down its back and there isn't much grass where he was. I immediately stopped and tried to catch him. He must have been a very young one because about a week earlier I had seen one about six times his size. When I was trying to catch him he ran up next to my boot. I went for him again and he crawled up my boot onto my leg. When I reached for him again he crawled down into my boot. Then I had to be careful because I didn't want to move wrong and smash him. So I just sat there for about five minutes and started tapping on my boot trying to coax him out. He came up just enough so I could see his head and the tips of his front feet. That was really cute 'cause he was so small. I finally got him out of my boot and tried one more time to catch him, but he suddenly disappeared. He was so fast I didn't see where he went. Later that day I saw the biggest dragonfly I have ever seen in my entire life. It must have been four or five inches long with about that same length wingspan. It was army green and black. The skink obviously transformed into a dragonfly and got a paint job. He missed me so much that he came to see me. Must be my animal magnetism. It's a gift and a curse.

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It has recently occurred to me that I haven't yet really told you anything about myself in a post. So I'll give you some stuff that isn't in the profile on your right and maybe some that is. My name's Andrew Elston. I live in Southern Illinois. I like playing video games and watching t.v. I also play (or played) soccer and church league basketball. The only soccer I might still play is at this indoor place. It's a much smaller field, so there are only four people plus goalies per team. It's a lot faster-paced than regular soccer and even when I'm in shape it makes me really tired. I might play basketball again, but I'm not sure. If I had a picture of myself I'd put it in right about here, but I don't, so I can't. There are a couple pictures on the LivingStone site. They're a couple of years old now, but it still looks like me. I have cut my beautiful hair, though. I'll get a pic up sometime.

In other news, my 4th of July was a bust. First of all, it started raining really hard about the middle of the day. And then, here we are, two hours early just to get a parking spot, me with nothing to do but pick my nose or something, and when it gets closer to time for the show to start, somebody pulls up beside us and tells us their not gonna do the fireworks until tomorrow, which would make it today (or tonight). It kinda defeats the whole 4th of July thing, having it on the fifth. It wasn't really that important. I just thought it might make some decent post material. Later.

Here I am, sitting at my computer...again. I know it's been two days, but I really don't feel like posting today. I mean, why? I have so many other-better-things to do than write to you people all the time. Tomorrow's the 4th of July and I need to figure out what, if anything, I'm doing to celebrate. I don't think we even bought fireworks this year. That's a little bit of a let-down, isn't it? Whoever heard of a 4th of July without fireworks? Well, now you all have, that's who. Did I blind-side you with that one? Don't lie. I think you guys are giving me gas. Of course, it could be because I need to take a dump. Having said that, I don't think I'm gonna post today. I'm sorry, but you can't have everything you want. I know it hurts, but I'll be back, posting with all my familiar greatness...probably in about two days. Cya...well, I can't really say that, because I obviously will not see you. More like "communicate-to-you-via-this-blog later". Yeah, that's better.

I simply couldn't go to bed without having posted. I probably would have been up all night. The visitation and funeral the other day both went off without a hitch. The service was particularly nice. There were so many people at the visitation that it had to be stopped for the service and it resumed afterward. I also got my scholarship essay written and everything sent in-on time, even. It's been a pretty good couple of days. I finally got the supplies I needed to resume work at my aunt and uncle's house and did so. It was apparently not as hot as it has been, but it was by no means cool, or even pleasant, until long after I was done for the day and had spent two and a half hours in their pool. Now what I need to do is get my scheduled english class moved to the summer after my first semester at college. That way, not only will I no longer have nineteen credit hours in my first semester, but I'll have to write fewer papers. What a deal! A student's work is never done. I feel like maybe attempting to write a poem.

It's next time. This will be my solemn post of the month. A friend of mine died in a car wreck two days ago. Last night our youth group had a service for him. It was pretty nice. We sang some worship songs and since we know he was saved, it didn't have to be all tears. We praised God for the life he lived, even though it was relatively short. He was sixteen when he died. When they rebuilt the scene or whatever they do, they concluded that something-probably an animal-ran out into the road and he tried to swerve to miss it and he hit a tree. The visitation and funeral service are both tonight.

But let's not dwell on that, so out of left field comes the fact that I have today and tomorrow to get a scholarship sent in that, knowing my luck, I won't get anyway. What joyous days are these! I've actually known about it for a few months and I've gotten it started, but I am a procrastinator. I do most of my...work under pressure at the last minute. Boy, I hope I get this scholarship. If not, I may have to start begging you people for money...not a bad id-...and that's just rude. I really need a job. CRAP! I hate stuff! Until next time. Wait, I don't want to start putting the same phrase at the end of every post. So...Until we text again.

I just realized that I never posted about graduation. It's been a month or so now, so since I wasn't blogging yet. I guess that explains why I never posted about it. It's about freakin time! (that I graduated, I mean) That's not to say that I've been in high school for an abnormally long period of time. I've just been in the normal four years. I'M NOT STUPID!! Uh...It just feels really good to be out. Now I need to find a job. I've applied to four places, but no responses yet. That's the way it goes I guess. It appears that I've posted every two days since I started. That's a pretty good pace, I think. Maybe a little fast, so we'll see how long it lasts. Hehe...that rhymed. Cool. Dangit, my dog's buggin me. She must want something. I'm gonna go try and figure out what it is. Until next time.

You'll notice...I hope...that I put a link to my friend AfroRyan's blog instead of Google News. I figure everyone knows about Google and can find it on their own...unless they're completely retarded, and his blog is a much better waste of time than anything you're gonna find on Google anyway. He's a little farther along with his blog. *in a whisper*He has pictures.*end whisper* So have fun. In the meantime I'll try to find something else to write about. You probably don't want to hear about how I'm just about to go eat breakfast...so...bye.

Well, I'm trying to change that last link on the sidebar there to a web comic I like to read to increase the enjoyment of my beloved readers, but there appears to be a problem with the site at the moment. So, you can just continue to read about help topics for now and laugh at them if you wish as if you were reading the comic. It's just not the same. On a completely unrelated note, I saw the new Batman movie a week ago tomorrow. It was truly very good.

If you don't want to know anything about the movie because you haven't seen it yet, stop reading now!

I had a few questions about the storyline, especially concerning who shot his parents. I've always thought it was the Joker, but that may be only because that's the way it was shown in the other movie. It's also the first I've heard of Bruce Wayne spending time in prison just for the heck of it. I never knew anything about the ninjas and his training, but I also never saw anything that ever addressed how he got to be such a good fighter. So, that could be an original idea that I've just never heard explained. Anyway, it was a really good movie. I would definitely recommend it. I finally have a real post. Aren't you proud?

Well, a blog doesn't look like much without something written on it. So, here's the first post. Nothing much, just something to fill up space so the page doesn't look quite so empty. Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah. There, that ought to do it. I'll probably delete this anyway after I get something interesting to write about. Until then, this is it. Ha!