I had to stare at it for a minute, Trying to figure out whether this was part of another jackalope-esque hoax, or a shot from a new live-action Pokemon movie. I typed in the link in the corner Human Descent.com. It's a website where people with a lot of time on their hands photoshop images to make them strange, unrealistic, and quite frankly really creepy. Just goes to show that you can't trust pictures anymore.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Seeing isn't believing
Full weekend
Tomorrow is a swim meet against the Gold River swim team. They aren't part of our league, but a meet has been set up in order to give our team some harder competition. This meet is also pretty personal, our coaches have been reporting a lot of smack-talk from the Gold River swimmers, and even some parents. Our team may be the best in our league, but the Gold River team is in a tougher division. It'll be an interesting match. Aidan will also be accompanying us to the meet, and we'll all have to squeeze into the car pretty tight.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Summer reading
...atheism turns out to be too simple. If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be a word without meaning.
The logic and clear writing of C.S. Lewis continues to astound me.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Ghillie suit update: So Close!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Memorial day weekend: Monday
We ran with the waves, ate Doritos, and rolled down large sand dunes. I saw some rocks farther up the beach and decided to check them for tide pools. I love tide pools, and I almost never get a chance to explore them. Unfortunately, the rocks were pretty barren. So I drew things in the sand with Aidan and Ross.
Ross drew the "Chicka Chicka Chaaa!!"

I then decided to dig a hole in the sand. We didn't have any shovels, but I was able to dig a hole about 4 ft deep by mushing up the sand with my feet, then spooning it out with my hands. I couldn't go any farther after that because the bottom began filling with water and the ground turned to slop. It was extremely entertaining.
Went home afterwards, fell asleep for some of the way back. Once home, my entire family including me collapsed.
Memorial day weekend: Sunday
Memorial day weekend: friday-saturday
At around four o'clock on Friday, Aidan came over with his sleeping gear, and we drove him to the Racquet club. We had swim practice on Friday, so we brought Aidan along with us. Jack's practice is before ours, and while the younger group swam, Aidan, Ross, and I, along with some of our swim teammates went into a racquet court and played intense rounds of dodgeball. It probably wasn't the best idea, everyone still had an hour of swimming to do.
After swim, got home, picked up Aaron, and watched a few youtube videos. Then went straight to our Xbox 360 (now don't get all indignant, we had just spent three hours playing at the club, so we weren't being a bunch of couch potatoes). Which reminds me:
This Week's COTW:
A random, non sequitur take on batman and spiderman. HINT: Don't try to make sense of it, just don't.
We played Halo 3, which we hadn't touched in a long time. We came up with our own version of Ninjanaught (one player is almost completely invisible, everyone else has to kill him). We found it so entertaining that we played it nearly non-stop from around 8:30 pm to one o'clock in the morning. Then we were forced to go to sleep.
Saturday morning we ate homemade pancakes, then went to the movie theaters to see Terminator: Salvation. Because of memorial day, there was no swim meet. Terminator: Salvation was pretty good, totally cool. The special effects were mind numbingly awesome. The storyline was okay, though don't how it had anything to do with salvation. It keeps in line with the original plot very well, but the main storyline is a little shaky. Course, that doesn't really matter when everything is exploding.
I always love watching the previews before the movie, but this time they left me a little angry and a little depressed. One was about the movie District-9, where peaceful aliens are persecuted by humans, who are refusing to let the aliens go home. Another was about a bunch of little dolls that run around the twisted decaying wreckage left behind after we humans destroyed ourselves.
Still, good movie, had fun.
Went home, relaxed.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Customer Service
I suggested to my mom that we should try Home Depot, and she said I should check their website and call the store closest to us. I checked their main website and searched for the materials. Nothing came up. I tried to mentally picture seeing bottles of dye on the industrial steel-frame shelving of the store, but found that the two didn't really match. Same with the netting, I can't picture large canvasses of the stuff fitting in with the rest of the wood and PVC products.
But I resorted to calling the nearby Home Depot anyway, ask if they happen to carry it. Called the number, and was told to press "6" for Customer Service. A lady answered and asked what I needed.
"Hi, I was wondering if you carried three-fourths inch netting."
"Three-quarter inch netting? Um... Let me transfer you to the departm-- *click*"
*beep*... *beep*... *beep*...
I stayed on the line. I wasn't sure if the transfer had worked.
*beep*... *beep*... *beep*...
I waited a little longer, a minute passed; I started to worry.
*beep*... *beep*... *beep*...
For a brief moment of thoughtlessness, I wondered whether I had mistakenly pressed the "off" button with my palm. No, I could hear my breath through the phone, maybe they mistakenly hit the off key, or maybe on purpose.
*beep*... *beep*... *beep*...
Then it hit me: This is customer service.
I hung up.
I'm going try try and swing by a nearby OSH and see if they have what I need.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
sorry, can't think of a title
Aaaaanyway, I just wanted to say how happy I am to have brought another blogger to the force. Sammyman is the online alias of Sam, a good friend of mine. He has started a blog called "Friendly Times" (find it here). It is very new, but please check it out.
Learn C
My father brought this home recently. It's part of one of this year's summer projects: learn a programming language. "C" is one such language. Apparently it is possible to learn it in one full day. I haven't looked through it yet, but I'll probably get to it soon, though I haven't the slightest idea what this course entails.
Thursday, May 21
I know everyone who likes Ramen has their own personal preferences as to how they like it cooked and so forth. I like mine soft and salty: less water and longer boil time.
It was very cold, so I put on a pair of socks... then another pair, over the first. I've never done that before, don't know why I haven't, it's very effective when you're really chilled.
This Saturday is Ross's (my second youngest brother) birthday. We're going to see a movie, I'm not sure which though. Right now, there are so many good movies out or coming out that it's hard to choose. There's The second Night at the Museum, Terminator: Salvation, the second Transformers, and Pixar's UP. I think I'm most eager to the tranformers movie, the mish-mash of special effects and weaponry and military hardware from numero uno has me hooked.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Wednesday: sleeping in
I know a lot of my peers extol the wonders of sleeping in, and boast about sleeping in 'till 2 in the afternoon. Personally, I am incapable of sleeping in past 8:30, and I can't stay in bed any longer than 9:30. I in fact, I find sleep rather boring, and sleeping in just means there's something exciting to do that you're not doing.
Still, the rest of the family was sleeping in as well, so the house was completely silent. I wish I had the video camera with me. I was staring through the glass sliding doors into our backyard. The windows were opened just enough to hear the birds and feel the cool (not chilly) summer morning breeze. The the trees cast light shadows in the light of the early sun. The swaying leaves were silhouetted against the blinds of the windows, and the rays that made it through floated and drifted on the warm wood of the coffee table.
Not feeling it? Oh well, I'm not much of writer, that's the best I can come up with. Still, a picturesque moment, if there ever was one.
COTW
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Help Wanted: No Jerks
I doubt that this has filtered any applicants: "Hmm... For hire at a Taco Bell. The wages probably aren't that great, but still, I -- oh darn it. They want friendly people. Well, guess that rules me out, drat."Perhaps this was an advertising scheme. Taco Bell wants its customers to know that they care.
Tuesday: nothing happening
Monday, May 18, 2009
Almost ready to start

The flight suit will serve as the base for the 3/4 inch netting, which is attached to the back with shoe goo (which I've also bought). Once the netting is attached, I can tie the burlap fabric into it, thereby creating the suit. First, however, the burlap needs to be dyed, and I still need to buy the dye.
So far I have unstrung burlap strands, a flightsuit, a hat (for the headpiece), shoe goo, and natural colors of spray paint.
All I need now is 3/4 inch netting, natural colors of dye, and a thick padding material (this is for the pads that are attached to the chest, knee, and elbow areas of the suit that allow for more comfort and protection when crawling).
Invitational recap... very short
Friday, May 15, 2009
Twitter-worthy ghillie suit update
Big swim meet
Usually, swim meets are between just two teams at a time. An invitational meet is when all the teams of the league come together in one huge competition. The only other time this happens is during championships.
It's going to be an early morning (you must check-in at the pool at 7:15am) and a long day. Usually, there are only 3-5 heats of any particular event. At the invitational, the number jumps to about 8-15. There will be a lot of time to kill. Oh, and did I mention we'll be outside the entire time in 102 degree heat? Whoopdee-doo.
Still, the invitational is a good time to see familiar faces. There is a unique relationship between you and the swimmers on other teams that you befriend. You only see them three times during the summer (invitational, dual, championships), but the competition drives you together. Then by the end of champs, you just say "See ya next year!... Um, what's your name again?" The invitational allows us to reacquaint ourselves.
I'll try to squeeze out something tomorrow, but don't expect much.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
First concert... ever
Personally, I don't listen to the type of christian rock you find on stations like The Fish. It's not like I'm against the message, I love the message, it's just that I don't find the music very appealing. Some of it is too similar to the music of today's boy-bands (i.e. whiny, sound like they could fill a swimming pool with concentrated angst, etc.). Instead, I listen to musicians like Phil Keaggy, whose songs focus as much on the christian message as they do on good music.
Luckily, I listened to some of Above the Golden State's songs and they sounded pretty good, so I'm looking forward to the concert.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
COTW and summer project
First thing to do is to spark your interest, and make you go "Hey! Now I'm interested in reading the rest of this post." Well, here goes: (watch in HQ when possible)
So... that's what ghillie suits can do, pretty cool huh?
I've wanted to make one since February, and added it to my "things to do this summer" list. I found a documentary by some military experts that lays out all the steps in the process of building your very own (No, I'm not going to tell you the name of the documentary until I've completed my suit, otherwise you wouldn't listen to anything I have to say now would you?). Turns out, ghillie suits are basically flight suits with netting glued/sewn onto the back, with dyed burlap tied into the netting. It really isn't anything fancy.
I learned that you can buy ghillie suits online, but the military experts from the documentary strongly disapproved of it. According to them, a ghillie suit must constantly be changed, depending on the environment you're using it in and the time of year or season.
right now I'm in the beginning stages: unstringing the burlap strands out of burlap coffee bags.

It takes a while, and I've unstrung two large bags so far; more than enough for a single suit.

Here's a bundle of unstrung strands.
I'll keep you posted as I go through the steps.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
End of BSF
T-shirt-material quote from BSF:
"Don't Follow the Herd, Stay with the Flock"
Monday, May 11, 2009
I'm Back
My school is now officially over, all that's left are a few geometry lessons that I need to clear up, but that's really it. Now I plan to start daily posts on the Manifesto, and re-format a lot of it.
Over the spring, I began developing a "Things to do this summer" list that I would add to whenever I thought of something fun that I didn't have any time to do. For example: I would be sitting at my desk, being forced to describe what qualified Star Wars as a "great epic" (Hint: it's not). Then my thoughts would drift to activities that I would much rather be doing during the week, but I couldn't because of my homework. I couldn't do it next week either since I would have to describe what made Westside Story such a great musical (Hint: it's not). In fact, I would not have time for that activity until the school year was over. So I would jot it down on a scrap of paper, then type it on to a Word file once I was finished. Here are some of the main points on my list:
- Make a podcast
- Learn how to pick a lock
- Learn how to edit video
- Make a ghillie suit
- Watch a ton of MST3K.
- Write a novel
As you can see, I was pretty desperate for things that I would have rather been doing during school. I don't think I'll be writing a novel anytime soon (or at all), and I have already seen 3 volumes worth of MST3k. So I've kind of ruled those out.
Anyway, Treadstone is back, and the Manifesto should have full posts every day (except maybe weekends).
