Saturday, January 31, 2009

Oh, So, Stupid

On Thursday night we were on the way back from a friends house at about 9:00pm. As we descended the hill on which they live we saw two rather interesting things. 1. A car pulled to the side of the road with its lights flashing (no too interesting). 2. A man running away from the car towards town (more interesting). We thought that he had lost something and was going back to get it. Well, it turns out the only thing he lost were his mind. We turn on the road and caught up to the running man, who was still running and asked if he needed help. He stopped running and said " No, my car just ran out of gas and I need to get to town." Note: it is about 19 degrees out, snowing like mad, and the wind is blowing. Add that to the fact that he was wearing shorts and a zip up sweat shirt, and town is give or take TEN freaking miles away! We then informed him that if he continued he was going to freeze to death. He says "Yeah, but its really important to me." He then takes off and continues running. There is no way that we are going to let this guy proceed with his suicide run, so we catch up to him and ask if he has a cell phone that he can call for help with. He says " Yes, but it just died." Mom said that she doesn't pick up hitch-hikers and can't give him a ride. He says " I don't either, I understand mam." and he continues running. We drive past him up the road but just can't leave when this guy is out here to die of stupidity. Turning around in a drive way we head back. At this point the guy had turned around and was walking back to his car. We pull next to him and relayed are dilemma. He then informs us that " My other two friend ran the other way, they live over there and might be back with a truck." Mom is like " Show me your id. " He pulls out his wallet and starts getting out his id. Then Mom says " Just give me your whole wallet and get it the car." And he does, doesn't even hesitates. We asked him what was so important the he was willing to run ten miles for and he said that he came from Ohio and was going to see his girl friend 'cause he told her he was coming. Crazy. So go out and die so you can never see her again, she will understand if you don't came. Anyway, we said we would take him to our friends house on the hill so he can call someone. But he says "My friends girl friend is in the car and she has a phone." Ok, so they left her sit alone in a car with no heat. Nice. We take him to his car and he gets out and mom gives him back his wallet. We tell him that if he gets cold waiting for his friends, he can bring his friends girl friend and they can wait in our car where its warm. He goes makes a call, has a smoke, and twenty minutes later his friends show up with a truck, some gas, and an old guy. All good. We drive past and mom says " Dress warmer next year." and the old guy just laughs.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Hmmm...

When someone asks you, 'would you like orange juice?' The answer would most likely be yes or no, right? Well not at my house.

"Do you want orange juice?"
"It's gone! You can't tell me what to do." ( said loudly and with feeling)

You would think that if I offered, it most likely means that we still have orange juice. And if I was trying to tell him what to do I would have used a different vocabulary.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Kids These Days(make me laugh)

So the other day at our coop classes, friends of ours, who are in the foster kid thing, brought two babies they are looking after. Both boys, five months and six months old. I got to play with them during second period because I don't do anything. Fun fun. Anyway, when I was holding one of the babies my mother came over to enquirer as to if I had the first set ( the ones with the house key on them)of car keys or not. I did, I forgot to hang them up after I had the car last. But seeing as I had the baby, most of this was in baby talk. Scooping up the baby's fist she (my mom) hit me on the arm saying "Tell Sarah don't take the keys."; baby thought this was great. So did the little six year old standing next to me. Mom went to get the keys from my coat pocket, and I told the kid that you should never teach a baby how to hit. He looked at me and said "Yeah, or they'll be as violent as the devil". You can't argue with that. :)

Friday, January 9, 2009

Birds

I took these pics about an hour ago. Samantha went out and filled the bird feeders this afternoon and they must have been really hungry, they were fighting over the feeds. Its snowing like crazy here, it hasn't stopped for longer than a few minuets. Its been nasty. At lest the birds are happy. I really hate snow. It is really beautiful out though.






Wednesday, January 7, 2009

German Saying Of Every Once-In-A-While

Verlieb dich nicht in mich. Ich bin mit Vorsicht zu geniessen.
( fer-LEEB dikh nikht in mikh. ikh bin mit FOR-zikht tsoo ge-NEE-sen.)
Don't fall in love with me. I'm bad news.

This was taken off a calender of every day sayings. However, I cannot see anyone saying this, ever! Just thought it was funny.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Is This a Bad Thing?

Happy New Year (several days late) !!

I don't truly believe that I am becoming a Trekkie, but seeing at how I have attended two star trek marathons ( that I have both thoroughly enjoyed) I'm am beginning to question it. The first one I attended was a while ago here at my house, we called it "Trekking Through a War Zone in the Stars at Twilight on a Search for Spock Marathon". We mixed Star Wars, The Twilight Zone, and Star Trek all together in one. The movies kept playing from 3:00pm on Friday to late Saturday morning, we were well stocked with junk food and cafe. And yesterday was the last one I was present at. This one was not an allnighter we only watched 2 1/2 movies before we left. My friend Scott gave everybody a clan ( a symbol drawn on a piece of tape) I can't remember what mine was. But the funny thing is that we all wore them. Scott was complaining that he was in a room full of star Trek illiterates because know one knew what the clans were. Anyhow, I don't think this makes me a Trekkie, I think that you have to know everybody home planet, when they were born and how to speak Klingon to be a true Trekkie. I do, however, know captain Kerk's middle name. hmmm...
Live long and prosper.