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Name: Peter
Birthday: 1/2/1990
Gender: Male
Interests: Ok, so there are many things I like. The silly thing about being human are your intrests change very often, so I will give you an overview. First, I like music. Playing trombone, especially jazz and pep band, is great, but I also like listening to music. Debate is an intrest, I seem to enjoy it. Plus, I'm not down with the whole "being athletic" part of life, so it works out well for that. God is important in my life. Well, those are the major things, though I am sure there are others.
Expertise: Not much. I like to say I am good at trombone, I tied for first chair in the high school band. Then again, I lost all four challenges, so who really knows. I guess I am good at being a person. After all, that is pretty difficult to screw up. Maybe I am an expert at being a good friend, I don't know (I am not my friend, so I can't judge myself). I like to say I am good at debate. If the questions weren't so difficult, I would be good at scholars bowl. I can't sing, so I am not an expert at that. OH!!! I can mow lawns, so surely I am an expert at that (I know how to mow and to fool the person into thinking you used a weed eater when you actually didn't. Tricky. Not.). Probably more, but not enough space in this little box.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message me
AIM:  pcweinert
MSN: pete53715@hotmail.com
Member Since:
1/26/2005
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| I found this in a picture book at the library:
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To show the possum that it could be done.
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| A great tragedy has struck. It makes me sad enough to cry, angry
enough to spit (I love that line), and energized enough to beat a
little drum. What is this problem? It is the Golden
Globes. As I read page two of the Wichita Eagle, what did I
see? Not the latest news on K-Fed or Spears, who are so last
week, or Oprah liking Africans better than Americans (am I the only one
who saw that coming?). No, it was the Golden Globes.
Apparently Ugly Betty has the funniest actress out there. Funnier than the people one The Office?
How dare they! Granted most of them are guys, but
seriously: Pam, funny. Skinny, white, christian lady,
hilarious. Fat lady who always eats? Don't even get
me started. Yet Ugly Betty is funnier. And I'm going to let
you in on a little secret: she's not really ugly. It's just
makeup.
However, I thought this was as bad as it could get, I read on. To my horror, I saw that Ugly Betty beat out The Office for best comedy.
I will say that again: according to the Golden Globes, Ugly Betty beat out The Office for
best comedy!!!! I am so shocked that I gave that sentence four,
count them four, exclamation points. That is breaking one of my
oldest rules in the book: no more than one exclamation point per
sentence and five per entry. I only have 1 remaining. And there
it goes!
I should say it a third time for emphasis, but it is just too painful. Saddening. Tragic. The Office is
by far the best comedy in existence. It makes even M*A*S*H look
stupid (and trust me, I know M*A*S*H). Besides losing all respect
for the Golden Globes, I urge everyone to write a letter to their
congressman, or favorite actor, urging a recount. IF that fails,
I say we all send an enchilada to Ugly Betty. I don't know how
that will help, but it can't hurt. And if that fails, I say we
all move to Africa and join Oprah's school for girls.
Though, if we did that, I think I would miss Big Tuna.
Peter, or soon to be, Pet-ah-r!, student in Oprah's school for girls where they respect the comic geniuses behind The Office and write scathing posts about Ugly Betty.
PS-For a funny website, see this. The whole website is just song that you would play one the piano at a cocktail party. How fun.
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| For your reading pleasure, this post is divided into two easy-to-read sections. Enjoy.
Christmas/KSU
Well, we just got back from our grandparents Christmas thing
(we also were at home for Christmas Day).
The day before we went to Abilene
for a thing with most everyone on my mom’s side of the family (including her
cousins, aunts, uncles, etc.) where a lot of people showed up. We missed seeing the 1st half of
the KSU bowl game on TV (our hotel for some reason got NFL Network which
shocked us all), and apparently that was the better of the two halves, as bad
as it was. Two things on that. 1-My mom’s uncle (I believe that is the
relation) is a huge K-State fan; he
started the Varney book store, but he didn’t have the game at the supper last
night. How weird. 2-The field that K-State played on was muddy
but the football stadium is a dome, meaning a roof; how does that work out? How does it rain through a roof. Any way.
Library Story
Ok, so I’ve always known that I can tell whether people are
cat or dog people just by looking at them. It is one of my skills, such as, when I leave
my light on, being able to throw one of my socks and turn off the light
(usually it takes two because the first one misses and plus, one foot would get
cold and the other would be warm, and that would just be odd). Either way, back to my story.
These people came in and they had to be dog people, I just
know it (I am laughing just thinking about this because this is 100% true). It was a couple and their two children. The girl was running around and had already
fallen once (which is a funny story that I will tell in my next post) and he
was tired of it. Instead of simply
saying “Sue, please stop running, you are in a library,” he says “SIT,” in a
firm, authoritative voice exactly the
same as you would use on a dog. And the
weird part? She sat! Right there, in front of the new DVDs. There was no chair, she just sat on her but.
Ok, this was when it became terribly funny; I almost started
laughing; trust me, it really was because
she started whimpering. I am not kidding
you, she was whimpering! She started to
crawl towards her dad, and he turns and points his finger at her and says “STAY.”
She stayed.
It was crazy and one of the funniest things I had seen in a
while. I really thought he was going to
get the leash out when they left (which is not as crazy as it sounds; my
parents put my brothers and me on a leash when we were kids. It was a good idea). Unfortunately, he didn’t
get anything interesting like “How to Housebreak Your Indoor 3 Year-Old” or “Kiddy Obedience School 101.” But alas, he only left with his movies and
what looked like a newspaper. You never
know when that could come in handy.
More on this guy in
next post.
Edit: Am I the only one who sees little question marks? How insteresting?
Edit 2: Yesterday was National Fruitcake Day. How did you celebrate? Yeah, that is what I learn working at the library.
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| My brother is working on his cell project for biology and he just got out a can of spray paint. And a knife. And a hacksaw. And a Kidney bean. I am very scared.
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| The power won’t stop flickering and it is starting to really
annoy me. I wish the squirrels would
stay off of the power lines.
So some hasn’t returned the second season of LOST at the
library. I find it ironic that someone
has lost LOST.
I have a lot of time to think at the library. Hence all these completely pointless thoughts. Like if Helen Keller falls in a forest, would
she make a sound? Probably not.
I read something funny in Huck Finn today. It was about how the Wilks were getting late
to a place because one of them is mute and he broke his arm. Therefore he couldn’t use sign language to
communicate. That is funny. Really, it is.
Oh, Mrs. Cain today gave us a lecture about how we shouldn’t
use Spark Notes instead of reading the book (mind you she didn’t say we couldn’t,
just that we shouldn’t). Right after
finishing that, she lets us get out laptops so that we could take our test on
Huck Fin. Not the sharpest tool in the
shed, is she? After that was my second favorite moment. We were working on laptops and she goes "the power has been going out a lot today so save often." Remember, we were using laptops.
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