AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/27/2003 04:02:00 PM
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blog has moved. you can now get to it at:
tj.joshrcc.com
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/27/2003 08:10:00 AM
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well, I am waiting on Fry to get online. The actual URL will be very long, so I'm just gonna use shorturl, like always. Don't expect it to be the fanciest site in the world. I'm prob gonna have a very simple layout. Well, ptul
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/26/2003 07:28:00 PM
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I'm gonna switch to Moveable type. I know, whats with all the switching. I promiss I will use this service for at leaste 3 months or when fry boots me off, j/k. Fry Is gonna host it for me. so, he said he will prob set it up sometime tomorrow. well, post to ya later.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/26/2003 03:56:00 PM
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I'm always driving my dads lawnmower, but I'm getting my own soon!!! My dad no's someone who will give us one for free. All it needs is a battery ($40) then he said I have to buy the gas (around $1.45pergallan) a gas can ($5) oil (no idea) and junk. I have $113 and dad owes me $40 so I'm just gonna let him get the battery, and we'll be even. Now, remember, I'm 11 and I am good at saving, lol. Nobody IMed me or my robot yesterday. of course, it disconected at 2:30am central standard time (CST)
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/25/2003 08:14:00 PM
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Well I wanted to talk to Fry or/and Randy today, but... no show. Well, I'm gonna go to bed soon. I didn't fall asleep till like 12:00am and then fell off my bed (lol) at 1:30. KER PLUNK. then didn't get back to sleep till 3:30, and woke up at nine. I'm gonna leave the old Dial up on tonight so I can download that file. I might leave the Instant messengers up with an away message and u can leave me an IM. I will leave the robot on for all. His S/n on aim is tjbotdieu talk to him. remember, it is dial up, so It prob will disconect after a while . the longest time I've ever been conected with dial-uo was 6 hours. Usually only 2.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/25/2003 11:42:00 AM
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I'm downloading a 23.4mb download wich might not seem much on a high speed connection (IE, DSL, Cable Modem etc) but with dialup it takes an etirnity. 1 mb takes over 5 minutes on a 56 k modem. Anyway, Mom is going to my School today to pick up my make-up work sience I haven't been all week. I will go back Monday. The work shouldn't take but an hour or two for me, I'm gifted. (I don't want to sound like I'm bragging, but I am in ACE) I think that for most people doing it as makup work is alot quicker than as at school, because the teacher has to explain it all, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah I could fill this whole post with blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah but I dont want to with out my arm rest thingy, let me find it real quick......................... found it. so blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. OK I'm done with blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, ok I swear that was the last Blahblah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah so much for blah blah. lol. OK seriosly, i;m done blah blah blah.
until next time, e' ya later
blah blah, this might make the post look wierd, post comment rest of post, lol. blah blah blah, you thought I was done didn't u
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/25/2003 10:43:00 AM
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On the last post I talked about that awkard situation Morgan Webb was in.
Heres a picture of the site when it had the propossal on it.
I'm not putting it directly on this site. It has some profanity.
Click here
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/23/2003 03:41:00 PM
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I watched Techlive today, Modannas site got hacked and there was a message to Morgan Webb Asking her to marry him. I wonder how that made her feel, must watch TSS tonight to see if she says anything. lol.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/23/2003 03:24:00 PM
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i'm still sick. I went to Boyscouts last night, had to run a quarter mile. Me and two other people had to redo it, we were supposed to do it in under 6 minutes. I ran inside the church and told my mom. Now remember, I have Cystic Fibrosis, plus I'm sick ATM. I need to no, should I put comments on all theprevious posts to? Sience I'm not getting ANY comments on Zonk sience people are spamming it. I have a total amount of allowed posts,25 on zonk, I can pay for over a thousand posts, hey, give me an e-mail biggeek5@yahoo.com If your fwilling to pay like I can't remember if its 3.95 a month or 3.95 a year, but oh well. I can have 1,000 posts, I can block people, I have a more powerful profanity filter. lol. so I'm kidding, unless u really want to. well, posts your comment
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/22/2003 07:13:00 AM
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More pictures of Annabella, Megan Morrone's baby:
They had Dinner at the Laportes house, Leo Laportes Blog
They forgot to bring an extra outfit, but Abby let Annabella borrow an old shirt. Then read to her from her favorite magizine
This picture was taken right before Annabella "pooped" in Leo's Hand (ewww)
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/22/2003 06:48:00 AM
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A man lay sprawled across three entire seats in a theater.
When the usher came by and noticed this,
he whispered to the man,
"Sorry, sir, but you're only allowed one seat."
The man groaned but didn't budge. The usher became
impatient. "Sir, if you don't get up from there I'm
going to have to call the manager."
Again, the man just groaned, which infuriated the
usher who turned and marched briskly back up the
aisle in search of his manager.
In a few moments, both the usher and the manager
returned and stood over the man.
Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move
him, but with no success.
Finally, they summoned the police.
The cop surveyed the situation briefly then asked,
"All right buddy, what's your name?"
"Sam," the man moaned.
"Where ya from, Sam?"
With pain in his voice Sam replied...
"The balcony."
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/22/2003 06:22:00 AM
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This is what a computer is supposed to do!
Click on this link below and then type in your first name...
Click Here
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/22/2003 06:05:00 AM
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I know somebody who forwards alot of stuff,some of it is just so stupid I don't post it. I post alot of it though. Just catching up on some e-mail:
Smiles
1. How Do You Catch A Unique bird?
Unique Up On It.
2. How Do You Catch A Tame bird?
Tame Way, Unique Up On It.
3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest?
They Take The Psycho Path
4. How Do You Get Holy Water?
You Boil The Hell Out Of It.
5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit A Concrete Wall?
Dam!
6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?
Polaroids
7. What Do You Call A Boomerang That Doesn't work?
A Stick.
8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?
Nacho Cheese.
9. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?
Subordinate Clauses.
10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?
Quattro Sinko.
11. What Do You Get From A Pampered Cow?
Spoiled milk
12. What Do You Get When You Cross A Snowman With A Vampire?
Frostbite.
13. What Lies At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?
A Nervous Wreck.
14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?
Anyone Can Roast Beef.
15. Where Do You Find A Dog With No Legs?
Right Where You Left Him.
16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?
Because They Have Big Fingers.
17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?
Because It Scares The Dog.
18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?
Sanka.
19. What Is The Difference Between A Harley And A Hoover?
The Location Of The Dirt Bag.
20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?
Because They Wore Their Belt Buckle On Their Hat.
21. What's The Difference Between A Bad Golfer And A Bad Skydiver?
A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack, Dang!
A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack.
22. How Are A Texas Tornado And A Tennessee Divorce The Same?
Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer
Now, admit it. At least one of these made you smile! Have a great day
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/21/2003 11:39:00 AM
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I'm sick today. my throat still hurts from Saturday, my nose is stuffy, and my temp is 100.7
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/21/2003 11:26:00 AM
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I got this from Fry's Blog
The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war.
My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War, and we would be honored to serve and defend our country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation.
My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window. He told him: "Son, stand there and tell me what you see?"
"I see trees and cars and our neighbors houses." he replied.
"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush."
Our son giggled and said "OK."
"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country." my husband said.
"OK Dad, I'm pretending."
"Now pretend you see a man come out of his house, dragging his wife by her hair. That man represents Saddam Hussein. He is hitting her, and you see she is bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her. He keeps kicking her and kicking her until she loses consciousness. Their children run out, and they are crying and screaming for him to stop, but do nothing because they are just little kids. They are afraid of their father because they have seen him beat their mother before, and he has beaten them when they tried to protect her. You see all of this son....what do you do?"
"Dad?"
"What do you do son?!"
"I call the police, Dad."
"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations and they take your call, listen to what you tell them, but they refuse to help. What do you do then son?!"
"But Dad, the police are supposed to help!"
"They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place, or your place to get involved. They tell you that it is none of your business and that you should stay out of it," my husband says.
"But Dad, he's killing her!!" my son exclaims.
"I know, Son, but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out the neighbor who you're pretending is Saddam. He turns around and starts doing the same thing to his children."
"He's killing them??"
"Yes son, he is. What do you do?"
"Well, if the police won't help, then I'll go to our next-door neighbor and ask him to help me stop him," our son says.
"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening, but he refuses to get involved as well. He won't even open the door," my husband says.
"But Dad, I need help! I can't stop him by myself!"
"Are you just going to watch out the window while he kills his family? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO, SON??"
Our son starts to cry.
"I'm sorry, son, but no one is going to help you. The police won't. Your neighbors won't. The man across the street SAW you ask for help, and he saw that no one would help you stop him. Guess what he does next son?"
"What Daddy?"
"He walks across the street to Mrs. Brown's house. He breaks down her door and drags her out into her yard. He hits her and kicks her until she stops moving. He goes into her house and starts stealing all her stuff.
Then he drags her back into her house and sets it on fire. He turns around and sees you standing in the window. He laughs at you because he knows that no one is going to stop him from doing this to all the neighbors. WHAT DO YOU DO?!!!"
"Daddy..."
"WHAT DO YOU DO?!!!"
Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, "I close the blinds, Daddy."
My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him. "Why?"
Our son starts to sob. "Because the police are supposed to help...people who need it....and they won't help....You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won't help either...they won't help me stop him...I'm afraid....I can't do it by myself...Daddy.....I can't look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and...and.....do nothing...so....I'm just going to close the blinds....so I can't see what he's doing........and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening."
Now I start to cry.
My husband looks at our nine-year-old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husband's questions.
Then my husband says, "Son, look at me."
Our son looks up from his tears.
"Son, that man is at our front door. There is no one here, but you and your mom and your sister. And now he's breaking down the door. What are you going to do? "
My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his little fists and looks his father square in the eyes. Without hesitation he says: "I'm going to fight him, Dad! I can't let him hurt my mom and my sister!! I have to fight him now. I'll get my baseball bat and when he comes in the door, I'll hit him."
I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs my son to his chest and hugs him tight and cries..."It's too late to fight him now, son. He's too strong and he's already at your front door. You should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife, BEFORE he killed his children, BEFORE he attacked the neighbors. You have to do what's right, even if you have to do it
alone, before it's too late," my husband whispers. THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When good men stand by and let evil happen, it's the greatest EVIL of all. Our President is doing what is right. We have to remove this evil man from power, so that we can continue to live in a free world, where we are not afraid to look out our window and see crimes on humanity. So that my nine-year-old son won't grow up in a world, where he feels that if he just "closes" the blinds, the horrible things happening to other people in the world won't affect him and his family."
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/21/2003 11:14:00 AM
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You can now reach this blog with the following urls:
tjdieu.blogspot.com
tjdieu.2ya.com
get-me.to/tjdieu
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/21/2003 11:10:00 AM
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BODY:
the get-me.to will be up soon
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/20/2003 01:45:00 PM
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You can now reach this blog with the following urls:
tjdieu.blogspot.com
tjdieu.2ya.com
and coming soon, like an hour, lol,: get-me.to/tjdieu
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/20/2003 01:15:00 PM
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that last post was just a trial thingy I had, I only had one. I might play around and make audio posts by myself, but that was a good idea. I called a number and posted.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/20/2003 11:09:00 AM
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audblog audio post
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/19/2003 06:02:00 PM
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I got done dying Easter Eggs about an hour ago. (i know, but there yummy) All of a sudden, about 15 minutes ago, my throat started hurting. This stinks. I can barely swallow. Well, I g2g,
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/19/2003 02:52:00 PM
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Heres some pictures of megans Baby, Annabella Wells Morrone.
This one is the first one she posted. You may of seen it on my old site:
This one is just a picture, go to Her Blog
This is of her reading a book, hey, never to young, right?
Post your comments on the zonk board
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 06:19:00 PM
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I am trying to do a friend a faver by finding Cheat Codes for Mortal Kombat Trilogy. I found a bunchof cheat codes, but he needs one something called the option cheat code. He has the Playstation version. If anybody has it, please post it on the zonk board, and no distance, It won't work by telling me to go to your site. lol. But, just please tell me on the zonkbord or thhrough e-mail. the link is at the top. Or you could even IM me. AIM: tjdieu Yahoo: thomas_dieu msn:tjdieu@msn.com and ICQ: don't remember, but I'm never on anyway. But I will downlooad it sometime, actully, I think I'll set it up on Trillian sometime. I'll be online for like, another 15 minutes.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 04:34:00 PM
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This is the best the template is going to get for now. I'm gonna put the counter, guestmap, and that stuff later. I'm gonna put a few more things now that I think about it. I want to put that AOL Sux thingy on here, I want to put Fry's blog link on here, and the Gnomedez, plus my creative commons Licence, then I'm done for now. lol.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 04:06:00 PM
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I just got done helping Katie set up her screen cap cam. She doesn't have a site (yet) but heres the link to her screen cap cam. click here Now, I need to get mine up on this site.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 03:09:00 PM
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Me and Randy were having trouble with the zonkboard a few days ago. It was to big. We were thinking about the HTML in the Layout insted of the zonkboard, STUPID US (well, I know I was anyway.)
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 02:49:00 PM
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I finally got my blogroll up right. I had to look at the html from Randy's site, It wouldn't go at the right place. It turned out there is this funky code in the HTML that I messed up. lol. Now I need to get zonk up. I think I might no how to do that, but not totally sure.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/15/2003 03:22:00 PM
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testing, can u hear me now? good
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They forgot to bring an extra outfit, but Abby let Annabella borrow an old shirt. Then read to her from her favorite magizine
This picture was taken right before Annabella "pooped" in Leo's Hand (ewww)
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/22/2003 06:48:00 AM
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A man lay sprawled across three entire seats in a theater.
When the usher came by and noticed this,
he whispered to the man,
"Sorry, sir, but you're only allowed one seat."
The man groaned but didn't budge. The usher became
impatient. "Sir, if you don't get up from there I'm
going to have to call the manager."
Again, the man just groaned, which infuriated the
usher who turned and marched briskly back up the
aisle in search of his manager.
In a few moments, both the usher and the manager
returned and stood over the man.
Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move
him, but with no success.
Finally, they summoned the police.
The cop surveyed the situation briefly then asked,
"All right buddy, what's your name?"
"Sam," the man moaned.
"Where ya from, Sam?"
With pain in his voice Sam replied...
"The balcony."
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/22/2003 06:22:00 AM
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This is what a computer is supposed to do!
Click on this link below and then type in your first name...
Click Here
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/22/2003 06:05:00 AM
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I know somebody who forwards alot of stuff,some of it is just so stupid I don't post it. I post alot of it though. Just catching up on some e-mail:
Smiles
1. How Do You Catch A Unique bird?
Unique Up On It.
2. How Do You Catch A Tame bird?
Tame Way, Unique Up On It.
3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest?
They Take The Psycho Path
4. How Do You Get Holy Water?
You Boil The Hell Out Of It.
5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit A Concrete Wall?
Dam!
6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?
Polaroids
7. What Do You Call A Boomerang That Doesn't work?
A Stick.
8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?
Nacho Cheese.
9. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?
Subordinate Clauses.
10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?
Quattro Sinko.
11. What Do You Get From A Pampered Cow?
Spoiled milk
12. What Do You Get When You Cross A Snowman With A Vampire?
Frostbite.
13. What Lies At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?
A Nervous Wreck.
14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?
Anyone Can Roast Beef.
15. Where Do You Find A Dog With No Legs?
Right Where You Left Him.
16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?
Because They Have Big Fingers.
17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?
Because It Scares The Dog.
18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?
Sanka.
19. What Is The Difference Between A Harley And A Hoover?
The Location Of The Dirt Bag.
20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?
Because They Wore Their Belt Buckle On Their Hat.
21. What's The Difference Between A Bad Golfer And A Bad Skydiver?
A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack, Dang!
A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack.
22. How Are A Texas Tornado And A Tennessee Divorce The Same?
Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer
Now, admit it. At least one of these made you smile! Have a great day
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/21/2003 11:39:00 AM
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I'm sick today. my throat still hurts from Saturday, my nose is stuffy, and my temp is 100.7
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/21/2003 11:26:00 AM
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BODY:
I got this from Fry's Blog
The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war.
My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War, and we would be honored to serve and defend our country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation.
My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window. He told him: "Son, stand there and tell me what you see?"
"I see trees and cars and our neighbors houses." he replied.
"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush."
Our son giggled and said "OK."
"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country." my husband said.
"OK Dad, I'm pretending."
"Now pretend you see a man come out of his house, dragging his wife by her hair. That man represents Saddam Hussein. He is hitting her, and you see she is bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her. He keeps kicking her and kicking her until she loses consciousness. Their children run out, and they are crying and screaming for him to stop, but do nothing because they are just little kids. They are afraid of their father because they have seen him beat their mother before, and he has beaten them when they tried to protect her. You see all of this son....what do you do?"
"Dad?"
"What do you do son?!"
"I call the police, Dad."
"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations and they take your call, listen to what you tell them, but they refuse to help. What do you do then son?!"
"But Dad, the police are supposed to help!"
"They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place, or your place to get involved. They tell you that it is none of your business and that you should stay out of it," my husband says.
"But Dad, he's killing her!!" my son exclaims.
"I know, Son, but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out the neighbor who you're pretending is Saddam. He turns around and starts doing the same thing to his children."
"He's killing them??"
"Yes son, he is. What do you do?"
"Well, if the police won't help, then I'll go to our next-door neighbor and ask him to help me stop him," our son says.
"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening, but he refuses to get involved as well. He won't even open the door," my husband says.
"But Dad, I need help! I can't stop him by myself!"
"Are you just going to watch out the window while he kills his family? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO, SON??"
Our son starts to cry.
"I'm sorry, son, but no one is going to help you. The police won't. Your neighbors won't. The man across the street SAW you ask for help, and he saw that no one would help you stop him. Guess what he does next son?"
"What Daddy?"
"He walks across the street to Mrs. Brown's house. He breaks down her door and drags her out into her yard. He hits her and kicks her until she stops moving. He goes into her house and starts stealing all her stuff.
Then he drags her back into her house and sets it on fire. He turns around and sees you standing in the window. He laughs at you because he knows that no one is going to stop him from doing this to all the neighbors. WHAT DO YOU DO?!!!"
"Daddy..."
"WHAT DO YOU DO?!!!"
Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, "I close the blinds, Daddy."
My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him. "Why?"
Our son starts to sob. "Because the police are supposed to help...people who need it....and they won't help....You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won't help either...they won't help me stop him...I'm afraid....I can't do it by myself...Daddy.....I can't look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and...and.....do nothing...so....I'm just going to close the blinds....so I can't see what he's doing........and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening."
Now I start to cry.
My husband looks at our nine-year-old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husband's questions.
Then my husband says, "Son, look at me."
Our son looks up from his tears.
"Son, that man is at our front door. There is no one here, but you and your mom and your sister. And now he's breaking down the door. What are you going to do? "
My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his little fists and looks his father square in the eyes. Without hesitation he says: "I'm going to fight him, Dad! I can't let him hurt my mom and my sister!! I have to fight him now. I'll get my baseball bat and when he comes in the door, I'll hit him."
I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs my son to his chest and hugs him tight and cries..."It's too late to fight him now, son. He's too strong and he's already at your front door. You should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife, BEFORE he killed his children, BEFORE he attacked the neighbors. You have to do what's right, even if you have to do it
alone, before it's too late," my husband whispers. THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When good men stand by and let evil happen, it's the greatest EVIL of all. Our President is doing what is right. We have to remove this evil man from power, so that we can continue to live in a free world, where we are not afraid to look out our window and see crimes on humanity. So that my nine-year-old son won't grow up in a world, where he feels that if he just "closes" the blinds, the horrible things happening to other people in the world won't affect him and his family."
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/21/2003 11:14:00 AM
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BODY:
You can now reach this blog with the following urls:
tjdieu.blogspot.com
tjdieu.2ya.com
get-me.to/tjdieu
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/21/2003 11:10:00 AM
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BODY:
the get-me.to will be up soon
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/20/2003 01:45:00 PM
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You can now reach this blog with the following urls:
tjdieu.blogspot.com
tjdieu.2ya.com
and coming soon, like an hour, lol,: get-me.to/tjdieu
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/20/2003 01:15:00 PM
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that last post was just a trial thingy I had, I only had one. I might play around and make audio posts by myself, but that was a good idea. I called a number and posted.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/20/2003 11:09:00 AM
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This one is just a picture, go to Her Blog
This is of her reading a book, hey, never to young, right?
Post your comments on the zonk board
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 06:19:00 PM
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I am trying to do a friend a faver by finding Cheat Codes for Mortal Kombat Trilogy. I found a bunchof cheat codes, but he needs one something called the option cheat code. He has the Playstation version. If anybody has it, please post it on the zonk board, and no distance, It won't work by telling me to go to your site. lol. But, just please tell me on the zonkbord or thhrough e-mail. the link is at the top. Or you could even IM me. AIM: tjdieu Yahoo: thomas_dieu msn:tjdieu@msn.com and ICQ: don't remember, but I'm never on anyway. But I will downlooad it sometime, actully, I think I'll set it up on Trillian sometime. I'll be online for like, another 15 minutes.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 04:34:00 PM
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This is the best the template is going to get for now. I'm gonna put the counter, guestmap, and that stuff later. I'm gonna put a few more things now that I think about it. I want to put that AOL Sux thingy on here, I want to put Fry's blog link on here, and the Gnomedez, plus my creative commons Licence, then I'm done for now. lol.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 04:06:00 PM
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I just got done helping Katie set up her screen cap cam. She doesn't have a site (yet) but heres the link to her screen cap cam. click here Now, I need to get mine up on this site.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 03:09:00 PM
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Me and Randy were having trouble with the zonkboard a few days ago. It was to big. We were thinking about the HTML in the Layout insted of the zonkboard, STUPID US (well, I know I was anyway.)
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/17/2003 02:49:00 PM
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I finally got my blogroll up right. I had to look at the html from Randy's site, It wouldn't go at the right place. It turned out there is this funky code in the HTML that I messed up. lol. Now I need to get zonk up. I think I might no how to do that, but not totally sure.
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AUTHOR: T.J.
DATE: 4/15/2003 03:22:00 PM
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testing, can u hear me now? good
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