Thursday, April 15, 2010

Bruddah Iz













The sweet cocoa still flows through his veins

He still lives through his greatest love

If you’ve been where he once was

You might here a sweet sound

Or a feel a cool breeze

But in the end

He’s a man

Who played

Lone

Monday, March 8, 2010

Third Quarter Outside Reading Book Review

Don't Hassel The Hoff David Hasselhoff The Autobiography by David Hasselhoff.Thomas Dunne Books, 2007.

Genre: Autobiographical novel

The protagonist in this story is obviously David Hasselhoff. It takes you from his birth in Atlanta, to time of the set of Baywatch, all the way to his present life on the panel in America's Got Talent. It is a story of his entire life, so there are many conflicts. The largest is his addiction to alcohol. Starting early in life, it shows how it really affected him and how he abhorred it but could not stop. Another is how depressed he became after losing his wife, Catherine.

"One of TV's Most Powerful stars. The King of the Internet. Babe Magnet. The Hoff."

The author of this book writes in a very selfish manner. A lot of the book is just facts about "The Hoff," but there is an underlying theme to it. Of how he trying to show that he is majestic and the media has made him look amiss. It's sickening to read when he is trying to make you feel bad. The media probably took it to far, but the way he writes makes you feel exasperated.

"... although nobody knew the sand was hotter than hell and the water was toxic;..."(5)

I give to thumbs down for anyone thinking of reading this book or should I say peeve. The author will leave you disgusted. All he does is give facts and make you feel bad for him. I went in to the book thinking he was a pretty good guy, but after reading this book I wouldn't care meeting him if I got the chance.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Finding Silence



The day was quiet and the sun beat down on the Earth in solitude. Rico had just gotten back from a water scavenge with his friend Fox. It was a six day trip and they had only gotten a liter of water.


Fox cried out, “Why did this happen to us, why not some other planet. But no, us.“


He started to remember, he tried with all his strength to force the thoughts from his mind, but he was to weak.


In 2941 A.D., the tensions of powerful nations of the Earth had grown too large. There were constant treats of nuclear warfare and entire communities were made in bunkers to keep people safe. The U.N. was but a joke and no one could stop the events to come. The evil in men’s hearts grew to much and that was the beginning of the end. Nuclear missile after nuclear missile had gone off. Red lights flashing on every emergency station in every country. The yelling, screaming and alarms grew louder after every second. Then just like that, silence. Where the great Pyramids once stood, there was only the sand of the Sahara. Where the White House had once been the pride of our country, there was nothing, just silence. In 3010 A.D., the chambers that were made had open, there were no supplies left and the radiation levels had gone down substantially. People exited to find silence. It didn’t last long; men turned to ferocious beats to survive. People separated into two groups. These were scavengers and the fouls. The scavengers sought out food and drink like vagrants hoping to restore the Earth. The fouls were vile, loathsome, nefarious people who sought human flesh and blood to survive and that was the only thing on there minds.


Rico’s family had been in one of these chambers and settled down as scavengers. Only to have been attacked by a small group of fouls. His parents and siblings had been dragged away, torn apart and eaten. Rico sat hiding and watching. What was he going to do, he was only eight. But he blamed himself for being aloofed from his family for the last ten years.


Rico felt anger and gripped Fox by the throat and threw him to the ground. After realizing what he had done he fell to his knees in sorrow, his skin and eyes to dry to cry.


Fox stuttered out a couple of words, “ Ri Rico, I I am so very very sorry, pa pla please forgive me.”


Rico without looking to Fox said quietly, “ There’s no need for that we must keep good spirit if we are going to survive.”


Abruptly, Rico felt a tremendous pain overwhelm his head. Fox swung his knife at the foul that had just struck Rico. He missed and the knife drove into his thigh. The muscle tightened around the blade and Fox screamed out in agony. The foul jumped back in fright which gave Rico the time he needed to tackle it. It fell and hit the ground with his naked and spinney back. A cloud of dust blew into Rico’s face, blinding him. With his eyes closed, he felt a sharp pain shoot through his arm. The foul had wedged his teeth into his bicep. Rico forced his fist into it’s head and the foul released and stumbled back. Stunned, the foul fell to the ground. Rico turned to find Fox still lying on the ground passed out. Rico left the knife in his leg and got Fox into a Ranger Hold and dragged him away. Rico looked around in urgency and saw a collapsed building. He brought Fox inside, laid him down, ripped his already torn shirt and tied it above the wound. He slapped Fox’s face a couple of times till he came to. He gave him some water and put a piece of wood in his mouth. Rico took a hold of the knife and pulled. Fox bit down and tensed his entire body. Blood ran everywhere, Rico thought quick and tied the wound. It wasn’t clean and it was definitely not pretty, but it would have to do. Rico heard the crackle of wood and trash.


Rico whispered in an urgent tone, “Fox, get up we need to go.”


Fox just gave a couple of grunts. Rico picked up Foxed and got him out the window. They traveled to a junkyard, (not much different from the rest of the world) where Rico would plan out what to do. He got a couple of materials and came back to Fox. He was doing better and could talk. It was so hot, they were both dehydrated and didn’t have much water left.


Rico held out some water and said, “ Fox take this, you need it.”


Fox answered, “ but isn’t that the last of it.”


Rico knew it was, but he smiled trying to keep a sanguine spirit and said, “na we’ve got plenty.”


Fox took it and drank. Rico had never been a wastrel but he knew that he needed it to survive. Just then, a bullet flew by Rico’s head. He grabbed what he had been working on, picked up Fox and ran. They’re skin was hot and dry. They swallowed to feel only the repulsing flavor of sand and dryness. The only liquid they could taste was blood that ran from the filthy wounds that were all over the bodies. They could feel they’re feet no more from the burning sand that ran between they’re bare toes. They’re movements were lethargic and did not make it very far. Fox fell over into the sand in pain and he could no longer keep his eyelids that felt like lead open. Rico turned to see the horrid creature that was charging after them. He picked up Fox, who is usually querulous, but said nothing and stood still facing the foul. Over the breathing of them and the horrendous sounds of the creature that stood before them, he could only hear silence. He closed eyes not noticing the pain from the sandpaper like eyelids and a single tear ran down his cheek.


He whispered just loud enough for the creature to hear, “Animals like you will be gone from this world.”


The foul, drooling, noticed the device Rico held. There was a bright light and again, silence.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Second Quarter Outside Reading Book Review

The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien

The Hobbit is a story of a hobbit named Bilbo Baggins and his adventures to Lonely Mountain. He travels with a his friend Gandalf, a fine wizard and a group of dwarves in search of the dwarves rightful treasure. Along the way they meet and overcome foe and gandalf meets a special someone who will not only change his life but change the world.

"The enchanting prelude. "

This is a story of incredible challenges and amazing settings. You see the characters overcome these challenges stronger and readier then ever. There is a lot of progression on charcters by the way they act and just how the author writes. J. R. R. Tolkien is one of the best description writers. You feel the intensity and anxiety of the charcter. You imagine the settings and charcters like you've known them and scene them your whole life. You feel every little detail from the cool nightly breeze as you walk through leaves to the heart pounding escape from the most wreched creatures that you cound imagine.

"I beg your pardon, I haven't asked for anything!"
"Yes, you have! Twice now. My pardon. I give it you. In fact I will go so far as to send you on this adventure."
"Sorry! I don't want any adventures, thank you. Not today.

The book does have a slow start, but it is worth while. It gives you backround and description so there are no interuptions later on. Soon enough you will find your self on the edge of your chair, heart beating in the intensity. This isn't the easiest to read but this is a great read and I would reccomend this very highly.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The value of Friends and an Ipod

As future leaders and inventors we need to be able to to decide and base decisions on our values and what is important to us.

I plug the earphones into my ears and scan through the covers to find the perfect song to match my mood. I find it, tap the button and begin to enjoy the sweetness of music. The Ipod is a priced enjoyment(~$150).

Sitten around, laughing, eating having fun around a seven foot fire. The fun in laughing until it feels like you've done the hardest ab workout inb the world. Getting beyond full then keep on eating cause you just have to finish those last couple marshmallows. The stories of all the other times youve hung out and done stupid stuff.

Both things bring enjoyment in thier own way. Yet for me this is an easy descion to make. I believe that hanging out with friends beats a portable song anyday of the week.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

First Quarter Outside Reading Book Review

The Thief Lord by Cornelia Funke

The Thief Lord is about two orphans who who run away to Venice Italy. The they discorvorer a group of other orphans who take take them in and care for eachother. They come to find out the the group is led and funded by a older child who thieves to supply. They get a special offer which leads them on a rollarcoaster of events that leads to the fixing of a magic carousel. this mysteries of the carousel you will have to figure out for yourself.

"Wacky characters bring energy to this translation of an entertaining German novel about thieving children, a disguise-obsessed detective and a magical merry-go-round. The Venetian setting is ripe for mystery and the city's alleys and canals ratchet up the suspense in the chase scenes." -Publishers Weekly

I beleive The Thief Lord was written for the adventure and trials of the children. To have fun and get lost in the book.With excellent details, description and diologue the authors portrays the characters and setting in an interesting way. She makes you feel like you are there and can feel the crisp wind of the waters and hunger of the orphans. Like you are standing right there in Italy going on the the adventures they do.

"Ask the Thief Lord if he would take on a job." The boys looked at one another. "A job?"
"One of my most important clients is looking for a talented man who will - let's say - fetch something for him."

This book although starting slow gets into great adventure and suspense. Coming in the book close minded for not liking mysteries, found the book quite interesting and fun. I would highly suggest reading this book for anyone even those who have not liked mysteries in the past. You never know you might love it.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Messy Situation

Enders Game, Ender Wiggen
The Absolutley True Diary of a Part Time Indian, Junior Spirit
Space

It was a bright spring day as Junior walked home from his graduation ceremony at Reardon High outside the reservation that he swore he would never return to.
Twenty years later we find junior off the reservation and on the planet of Eros working on starships for the international military forces. As he got up and started to go for lunch he ran into a small kid that was admiring the works of the ship, as a PhD in Electrical engineering does not get rid of clumsiness. As he did and the child fell to the ground, he quickly realized who he was. The kid who he had put to the ground, was non other than the great Ender Wiggin, the great IMF commander who had destroyed the bugger fleet when he was only 13. Junior quickly helped him up and pleaded for forgiveness yet all Ender did was brush off and ask about the ship. Surprised Junior stared to talk about the workings of the ship and suddenly they found themselves behind the controls of the massive IMF starship.

Then suddenly the ship jerked and started to lift. Junior realized that Ender had done it. Junior being upfront as he always had been shouted some very crude words because Ender was still young and had never flown a real ship before. Ender knew this was true although he had gone through so many simulations that he trusted himself greatly. Just then Ender hit a few buttons and off into the infinite space they traveled. By then junior had calmed down after seeing the grace and intelligence of the boy as he flew the colossal beast. As they soared junior and Ender talked of the Bugger Wars and Enders Victory, when a couple of lights were set into motion and alarms started to sound. Junior rose and was yelling, and pointing to what Ender should be doing, when he noticed that Ender knew exactly what to do and was so peaceful about it. So he stepped back and let him take care of it.

They landed on a plant far away from Eros and afraid to step out of the ship because of stories of creatures on other lands, they stayed in the ship talked about what to do. Although I don’t think what Junior was doing was considered talking. They decided that Junior would inspect the ship and try to fix whatever the problem was. Ender would search the ship for supplies to exit the ship and find help. So they went off and as Ender searched, he found a couple of galactic suits and some weapons. So he ran to Junior who was not getting anywhere with the problem and they discussed it and decided to leave the ship. So they suited up, grabbed weapons and food, and exited the ship.

The land was similar to Earth yet they had not seen any life. As they grew farther and farther away from the ship, the woods also grew thicker until the could not see 5 feet in front of them. Then Ender tripped on something and was pulled into the ground where he disappeared. Since Junior had nothing to lose and everything to gain from saving a heroes life, he stepped forward where he also tripped and was sent into the ground. When they woke up they were sweating from the extreme heat that had befallen them. They were in some sort of cave that had strange drawings, almost of the uneducated doings similar to caveman on Earth. As they spoke of there predicament they heard faint yet swift footsteps growing closer to them and as it approached there stomachs grew uneasy and ill. And that, my friends, is another story.