1. An injection pump so my truck will run normal in cold temperatures. Mine is getting worse and i don't have the money for right now.
2. A Diamond Eye 4 inch straight pipe exhaust because my truck is too quiet and I like my truck to sound good. Also, it will allow you to hear the whistle of the turbo.
3. A letter that says I have been accepted to the Think Big Program through Caterpillar. It would relieve so much stress and life would be easier.
4. A new dirt bike, preferably a 2012 Honda CRF250R, because I miss riding at the motocross tracks and my old one was sold.
5. A .458 socom upper for my AR-15 becuase it would be nice to shoot a gun that I built. And, it is a large enough calibur that I can hunt with it.
6. A new TV because mine is tiny and it is time for a new one.
7. To graduate with a 3.8 G.P.A. because I would gain a sense of accomplishment with the completion of high school.
8. The ability to enjoy the upcoming track season because it never happens.
9. An iPod Touch because I have always wanted one and my mp3 player stinks.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
To Be or Not To Be (Modern)
To live, or to die, that is the question:
Is it more noble to suffer in my mind
The guns and bullets of unfair luck
Or to wage a war against a horde of troubles,
And by confronting remove them. To die -to sleep-
Forever; and by sleep to cause end to
The heartache, and the thousand pin pricks
That flesh is bound to. It is an action
Committed to be wished upon. To die -to sleep.
To sleep- perhaps to dream: ay, there's the catch!
Who knows what dreams may come from the sleep of death
When we have left this mortal world,
Must give us time. There's the respect
That makes us live through troubles.
Who could take on the knives and thorns of time,
The pursuer's wrong, the proud man's humiliation,
The jolts of forbidden love, the law's delay,
The impudence of office, and the rejectments
That patient award that the unworthy seize
When he himself might make his relaxation
With a cold dagger? Who would these burdens bear,
To grumble and sweat under a weary life
But that the dread of something after death-
The unknown land, from the boundary
No traveler returns- challenges one's drive,
And makes us rather bear the sickness we have
Rather than fly to others that we don't know of?
Thus conscience makes us all cowards,
And thus the untarnished color of action
Is painted over with the pale color of my thought.
And enterprises of heart and soul and moment
With this regard their dominant course turned amiss
And lose the name of action. -Hush!
The beautiful Ophelia!- Stunning, in her appearance
All my sins remembered.
Is it more noble to suffer in my mind
The guns and bullets of unfair luck
Or to wage a war against a horde of troubles,
And by confronting remove them. To die -to sleep-
Forever; and by sleep to cause end to
The heartache, and the thousand pin pricks
That flesh is bound to. It is an action
Committed to be wished upon. To die -to sleep.
To sleep- perhaps to dream: ay, there's the catch!
Who knows what dreams may come from the sleep of death
When we have left this mortal world,
Must give us time. There's the respect
That makes us live through troubles.
Who could take on the knives and thorns of time,
The pursuer's wrong, the proud man's humiliation,
The jolts of forbidden love, the law's delay,
The impudence of office, and the rejectments
That patient award that the unworthy seize
When he himself might make his relaxation
With a cold dagger? Who would these burdens bear,
To grumble and sweat under a weary life
But that the dread of something after death-
The unknown land, from the boundary
No traveler returns- challenges one's drive,
And makes us rather bear the sickness we have
Rather than fly to others that we don't know of?
Thus conscience makes us all cowards,
And thus the untarnished color of action
Is painted over with the pale color of my thought.
And enterprises of heart and soul and moment
With this regard their dominant course turned amiss
And lose the name of action. -Hush!
The beautiful Ophelia!- Stunning, in her appearance
All my sins remembered.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Ten Best To Worst Rankings of Thanksgiving
1. Like all Thanksgivings my mom hosts, the food was great. The turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, dinner rolls, green bean casserole, and much more was plentiful and bound to make you over eat.
2. Sleep was also a main objective to do after eating a ton of food. Few things are better than a nap after a tasty meal.
3. If we weren't sleeping or eating, we were relaxing. We would either watch movies, watch TV, or reminisce about funny times with the family.
4. On Sunday, a bunch of us seniors and our parents went Christmas tree hunting so we could sell them for Rad Grad money. We fell about 200 trees.
5. I drove around Big Timber due to massive boredom and annoyance from select family members.
6. Our family went to Bozeman to check out the craziness of Black Friday. It was my first Black Friday ever and it was okay.
7. I cleaned my messy room because Mom made me.
8. I helped decorate for Christmas because Mom also made me do that.
9. Listened to Mom's Christmas music which is not cool and very repetitive. Mom likes her Christmas music.
10. Grandma was video taping me while I watched TV. That whole situation was awkward, annoying, and just strange altogether.
2. Sleep was also a main objective to do after eating a ton of food. Few things are better than a nap after a tasty meal.
3. If we weren't sleeping or eating, we were relaxing. We would either watch movies, watch TV, or reminisce about funny times with the family.
4. On Sunday, a bunch of us seniors and our parents went Christmas tree hunting so we could sell them for Rad Grad money. We fell about 200 trees.
5. I drove around Big Timber due to massive boredom and annoyance from select family members.
6. Our family went to Bozeman to check out the craziness of Black Friday. It was my first Black Friday ever and it was okay.
7. I cleaned my messy room because Mom made me.
8. I helped decorate for Christmas because Mom also made me do that.
9. Listened to Mom's Christmas music which is not cool and very repetitive. Mom likes her Christmas music.
10. Grandma was video taping me while I watched TV. That whole situation was awkward, annoying, and just strange altogether.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
My Typical Sunday
Dear Dairy,
Today was another typical Sunday. I got up this morning about 8 a.m., and went to the church service at the Evangelical Church. Mom, Colton, and I sat in the usual place by Grandpa. Pastor Baker gave his message about being thankful for what you have and contributing to your community.
After church, I did my government homework, which is like watching the neighbors paint dry, after he spilt most of the paint on the lawn trying to get to his fence. His dogs are obnoxious. It was the basic "the Constitution provides protection of this, but not that. You have freedom of speech, but don't say bomb on an airline or you will get in trouble!" Definitely not the highlight of the day.
Then Mom made some sandwiches for us guys and we ate them. Now, it was time to relax for the rest of the day. There was some good movies on TV. But after they were over, there really wasn't anything else on worthy to watch. So, I went to my room and played my Xbox for a little while.
We had steak for dinner and Dad got home from work about a half hour later. We visited and hung out for awhile until I went to get stuff ready for school for tomorrow.
After that task was accomplished, I went to bed.
Today was another typical Sunday. I got up this morning about 8 a.m., and went to the church service at the Evangelical Church. Mom, Colton, and I sat in the usual place by Grandpa. Pastor Baker gave his message about being thankful for what you have and contributing to your community.
After church, I did my government homework, which is like watching the neighbors paint dry, after he spilt most of the paint on the lawn trying to get to his fence. His dogs are obnoxious. It was the basic "the Constitution provides protection of this, but not that. You have freedom of speech, but don't say bomb on an airline or you will get in trouble!" Definitely not the highlight of the day.
Then Mom made some sandwiches for us guys and we ate them. Now, it was time to relax for the rest of the day. There was some good movies on TV. But after they were over, there really wasn't anything else on worthy to watch. So, I went to my room and played my Xbox for a little while.
We had steak for dinner and Dad got home from work about a half hour later. We visited and hung out for awhile until I went to get stuff ready for school for tomorrow.
After that task was accomplished, I went to bed.
Friday, November 4, 2011
The Last Time I Was Overly Tired And Did Something Foolish
It was homecoming day and everything around town was all decorated and festive for big day. The football players were proud, wearing their game jerseys to enhance the feeling of who they represent.Everyone was excited for the game and the dance afterwards.
When the game finally rolled around, we were ready to take on Townsend. The game was tough, but we got the big "W." This is what makes for a great homecoming is winning .
The dance was soon after and most of the school came to it. The DJ was rocking his tunes and everyone was having a good time. Towards the end of the dance, I was exhausted from all the things that went on that day. From the float building, the marching band in the parade, the time keeping in the powder puff game, the actual game, and the late night dance was a recipe for exhaustion.
When I got home, around 1 p.m., I think, Mom was still up as she always is, waiting for us to get home before she went to bed. She wanted to talk about the day, what I did, how it was, and so on. All I wanted to do was go to bed. So, I said, "Mom, please leave me alone." This was after I asked politely, multiple times to allow me to go to bed. The next morning, I got in trouble for being disrespectful. I still don't remember what I said completely to upset her so much.
When the game finally rolled around, we were ready to take on Townsend. The game was tough, but we got the big "W." This is what makes for a great homecoming is winning .
The dance was soon after and most of the school came to it. The DJ was rocking his tunes and everyone was having a good time. Towards the end of the dance, I was exhausted from all the things that went on that day. From the float building, the marching band in the parade, the time keeping in the powder puff game, the actual game, and the late night dance was a recipe for exhaustion.
When I got home, around 1 p.m., I think, Mom was still up as she always is, waiting for us to get home before she went to bed. She wanted to talk about the day, what I did, how it was, and so on. All I wanted to do was go to bed. So, I said, "Mom, please leave me alone." This was after I asked politely, multiple times to allow me to go to bed. The next morning, I got in trouble for being disrespectful. I still don't remember what I said completely to upset her so much.
Friday, October 28, 2011
The Last Time I Got Into A Fight Over Something Ridiculous
One fall day two years ago, my father, my brother, and I were hunting deer. The gun metal gray Dodge creeped up the road with the heater on. Everyone was in orange and alert to anything that moved.
All of a sudden, a big four point mule deer stepped out of the trees about 250 yards away. I spotted it first and told Dad what I saw. We stopped and Colton said that he wanted to shoot it. Being the oldest, the one sitting shotgun, the one who spotted it first, I told him it is my deer. I had shot nothing of this size before and I was determined to shoot it.
Colton and I argued for over three minutes of who was going to shoot it.
The buck walked out into the open meadow more.
I was getting madder and madder as every second passed by.
The buck turned broadside and started smelling the air.
I opened the door and stepped out into the brisk air. I dropped the bi pod down into position. I got down prone in the snow, aimed, and squeezed the trigger.
I got the deer and the next week, Colton got a bigger deer at the same exact place. I was mad for a week.
All of a sudden, a big four point mule deer stepped out of the trees about 250 yards away. I spotted it first and told Dad what I saw. We stopped and Colton said that he wanted to shoot it. Being the oldest, the one sitting shotgun, the one who spotted it first, I told him it is my deer. I had shot nothing of this size before and I was determined to shoot it.
Colton and I argued for over three minutes of who was going to shoot it.
The buck walked out into the open meadow more.
I was getting madder and madder as every second passed by.
The buck turned broadside and started smelling the air.
I opened the door and stepped out into the brisk air. I dropped the bi pod down into position. I got down prone in the snow, aimed, and squeezed the trigger.
I got the deer and the next week, Colton got a bigger deer at the same exact place. I was mad for a week.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Why Is Love Complicated? (A Sexist Diagnosis)
After observing multiple cases of complicated love, I have come to a most sure conclusion after my quest of trying to find the answer.
We all know women to have their way with everything. Everything has to be to their standards. Everything has to be done their way. The man has no say at all. Women, in general, are complicated creatures.
Not only do they have their way, but they can't make up their mind. They'll want to do one thing, then they end up doing something the total opposite. I have seen this is the most common among all the cases I have studied.
So why have I said all this, you say? I have only answered the question of "Why is love complicated?" It is obviously the woman's fault. How do you think the man feels when he gives his lover a gift? She wanted that last week, it's not good enough anymore! She wants something different! Why? Because she changed her mind! Imagine that! So obviously, it is not the man's fault. His heart is in love, but his mind is so confused about what the female mind will do next. Love wouldn't be as complicated, if women weren't as complicated.
We all know women to have their way with everything. Everything has to be to their standards. Everything has to be done their way. The man has no say at all. Women, in general, are complicated creatures.
Not only do they have their way, but they can't make up their mind. They'll want to do one thing, then they end up doing something the total opposite. I have seen this is the most common among all the cases I have studied.
So why have I said all this, you say? I have only answered the question of "Why is love complicated?" It is obviously the woman's fault. How do you think the man feels when he gives his lover a gift? She wanted that last week, it's not good enough anymore! She wants something different! Why? Because she changed her mind! Imagine that! So obviously, it is not the man's fault. His heart is in love, but his mind is so confused about what the female mind will do next. Love wouldn't be as complicated, if women weren't as complicated.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
A Modern Letter To William Shakespeare (Who Is Still Alive)
Dear Willy,
Hello, friend! First of all, I would like to congratulate you on your play, Othello. You did a very good job of deception, drama, and building up suspense throughout the entire play. Later, to drop all of that suspense and drama in the couple scenes. It was great.
Your epic twist on the opposite race of Othello and Desdemona being white and black was well done. With Othello being colored, the punishment was soon to be harsher with more drama with everyone. The whole color thing not only formed more drama from a tiny detail, but made you form an opinion about the situation and what might be coming next in the play.
Now for the criticizing. William, you are a very perverted man. Nearly every scene had something to do with sexual content, even though it made for some good laughing times in class. How long did it take you to come up with the "black ram tupping the white ewe" saying? Not to mention all the other explicit sayings and comments. Also, how can a person be "dead" and then still speak. It is physically impossible! This created lots of controversy is class discussions.
Once again, great work with this classic play. It is sure to be remembered forever. The play had great entertainment for everyone. Keep up the good work and I can't wait until your play!
Sincerely,
Garrett Jones
Hello, friend! First of all, I would like to congratulate you on your play, Othello. You did a very good job of deception, drama, and building up suspense throughout the entire play. Later, to drop all of that suspense and drama in the couple scenes. It was great.
Your epic twist on the opposite race of Othello and Desdemona being white and black was well done. With Othello being colored, the punishment was soon to be harsher with more drama with everyone. The whole color thing not only formed more drama from a tiny detail, but made you form an opinion about the situation and what might be coming next in the play.
Now for the criticizing. William, you are a very perverted man. Nearly every scene had something to do with sexual content, even though it made for some good laughing times in class. How long did it take you to come up with the "black ram tupping the white ewe" saying? Not to mention all the other explicit sayings and comments. Also, how can a person be "dead" and then still speak. It is physically impossible! This created lots of controversy is class discussions.
Once again, great work with this classic play. It is sure to be remembered forever. The play had great entertainment for everyone. Keep up the good work and I can't wait until your play!
Sincerely,
Garrett Jones
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Ten Things That Make Me Happy
1. Snow makes me happy because I hate the heat. And with snow, comes along snowboarding all over the state. I love to snowboard with friends and family at either Bridger Bowl or my all time favorite, Discovery Basin. Discovery Basin is a long drive but it is worth it. It is near Anaconda.
2. Getting along with my brother, Colton, is always a good time because it almost never happens. We like to drive around town or in the mountains, play video games, or just hangout and find something to laugh at.
3. One of my favorite things to do is work on my diesel because I love to "wrench" on vehicles, especially diesels. It gives me a sense of accomplishment and pride when I am finished working on a vehicle. This summer, I even worked at the Cennex just to work on vehicles. I love the feeling of knowing what I am doing with a vehicle.
4. I love to hunt because it gives me time to be with my father and to enjoy each other. I love to be in the outdoors and smell the cold crisp air of fall. Most of all, I would love to see that big five by five mule deer in the scope of my .270.
5. The best high school sport ever is football. Why? Because at the end of almost every drill or play, you get to hit somebody. It gives me the feeling of being on a team that you have to rely on everyone, or no one gets a win that Friday night.
6. Family nights are always good. They are usually on Thursdays or Fridays, depending if there is a game or not. We have dinner together and we watch a movie afterwards. Its always nice to relax and be around each other.
7. FFA trips are the best, because I get to spend time with friends and compete in contests that will help the career I want to be in. I mainly compete in Ag. Mechanics, Ag, Forestry, and others. And, we all get to spend the night on some trips.
8. Camping is always fun because who doesn't like a meal cooked over a campfire? It also gets you away from people and the city, along with allowing you to spend time with friends and family.
9. Shooting guns has always been a hobby for everyone in my family. I have always grown up around shooting targets and gophers. It also gets us outside.
10. Lazy days are the best. All you do is sit around the house, rest, watch your favorite movies, and enjoy the day for yourself. It is always nice to not have something that has to be done.
2. Getting along with my brother, Colton, is always a good time because it almost never happens. We like to drive around town or in the mountains, play video games, or just hangout and find something to laugh at.
3. One of my favorite things to do is work on my diesel because I love to "wrench" on vehicles, especially diesels. It gives me a sense of accomplishment and pride when I am finished working on a vehicle. This summer, I even worked at the Cennex just to work on vehicles. I love the feeling of knowing what I am doing with a vehicle.
4. I love to hunt because it gives me time to be with my father and to enjoy each other. I love to be in the outdoors and smell the cold crisp air of fall. Most of all, I would love to see that big five by five mule deer in the scope of my .270.
5. The best high school sport ever is football. Why? Because at the end of almost every drill or play, you get to hit somebody. It gives me the feeling of being on a team that you have to rely on everyone, or no one gets a win that Friday night.
6. Family nights are always good. They are usually on Thursdays or Fridays, depending if there is a game or not. We have dinner together and we watch a movie afterwards. Its always nice to relax and be around each other.
7. FFA trips are the best, because I get to spend time with friends and compete in contests that will help the career I want to be in. I mainly compete in Ag. Mechanics, Ag, Forestry, and others. And, we all get to spend the night on some trips.
8. Camping is always fun because who doesn't like a meal cooked over a campfire? It also gets you away from people and the city, along with allowing you to spend time with friends and family.
9. Shooting guns has always been a hobby for everyone in my family. I have always grown up around shooting targets and gophers. It also gets us outside.
10. Lazy days are the best. All you do is sit around the house, rest, watch your favorite movies, and enjoy the day for yourself. It is always nice to not have something that has to be done.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Iago's Psychologist Report
After observing and spending time with Iago and all his problems, I have come up with the conclusion that there is no remedy in this universe to help Iago. He is a lost cause. The following are my observations and diagnosis of the subject.
From what I have seen, the subject does not like women because he thinks their only purpose is for bed. He treats them like dirt, and he doesn't care about it. Maybe the subject had a hard break up with a girl he loved with all his heart. Whatever the case may be, he needs to get over it and move on to a normal life.
Another thing I have observed is the relationship between him and Roderigo. The subject is using Roderigo for his money and to get closer to Othello, a Moor who is General. He is also using him to get close to Michael Cassio, the lieutenant. This is a classic case of jealousy, greed, and impatience. If Cassio is not battle experienced, that will show in the next battle. After that, Othello will see his inexperience and promote the subject. Patience would be the key, if the subject knew what it was.
The subject is never happy. If his plan of making Othello and Cassio fall, he will continue to plot something else for the future for his own gain and the demise of someone else. That is why there is no remedy or medication for this particular subject and his problems. Someone must not have loved him enough when he was a child. He should probably not have a child in the future unless he changes, because that child will be raised the same way and we do not need another Iago in the future. Only the subject can change himself for the better.
From what I have seen, the subject does not like women because he thinks their only purpose is for bed. He treats them like dirt, and he doesn't care about it. Maybe the subject had a hard break up with a girl he loved with all his heart. Whatever the case may be, he needs to get over it and move on to a normal life.
Another thing I have observed is the relationship between him and Roderigo. The subject is using Roderigo for his money and to get closer to Othello, a Moor who is General. He is also using him to get close to Michael Cassio, the lieutenant. This is a classic case of jealousy, greed, and impatience. If Cassio is not battle experienced, that will show in the next battle. After that, Othello will see his inexperience and promote the subject. Patience would be the key, if the subject knew what it was.
The subject is never happy. If his plan of making Othello and Cassio fall, he will continue to plot something else for the future for his own gain and the demise of someone else. That is why there is no remedy or medication for this particular subject and his problems. Someone must not have loved him enough when he was a child. He should probably not have a child in the future unless he changes, because that child will be raised the same way and we do not need another Iago in the future. Only the subject can change himself for the better.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
I Am Othello
I am the luckiest guy in all the world! I am married to a wonderful and beautiful woman to serve me. Her name is Desdemona, and her father is not very partial to me. I do not know why either. Just 'cause I'm black, you think I did it? I say: "Did what? Married your daughter under her own will? Yes, that is me." Desdemona is mine now. I love her and I aways will. And, her old man can take care of himself from now on. The funny thing is he thinks she is under a "spell." I have been in wars since I was seven and I am the General of the current military. Since when would I even have time to learn about that stuff? He is just mad because his daughter made a choice for the first time in which he did not have a say in.
By the way, what is with Iago? I was and still am sure that when I promoted Cassio, Iago would not be very happy with it at all. I do not trust him. He reminds me of a weasel trying to come up with a scheme to do something for his own benefit and make other's lives hard. I think he should go into politics with the rest of the weasels of Venice. But, he has not done anything yet. I will have to keep an eye on him while in Cyprus. I would rather do that instead of listening to Brabantio spread the rumor that his daughter is under a spell to everyone all day. But above all, I would rather spend my time with Desdemona.
By the way, what is with Iago? I was and still am sure that when I promoted Cassio, Iago would not be very happy with it at all. I do not trust him. He reminds me of a weasel trying to come up with a scheme to do something for his own benefit and make other's lives hard. I think he should go into politics with the rest of the weasels of Venice. But, he has not done anything yet. I will have to keep an eye on him while in Cyprus. I would rather do that instead of listening to Brabantio spread the rumor that his daughter is under a spell to everyone all day. But above all, I would rather spend my time with Desdemona.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
The Last Time I Laughed Until I Cried
The last time I laughed until I cried was at the Big Timber FFA Officer Retreat at Como Lake near Darby. Mr. Lunceford had his parents come out to the lake one day with their boat so we could inner tube and water ski. The first batch on the boat was Mr. Lunceford, his dad, my brother, Michael, and me. None of us had ever attempted to water ski, so we decided to try it out first. Mr. Lunceford went first and we didn't get anywhere at all. I was next and I was starting to get the hang of trying to stay up. Next, Michael Stenberg was trying to brag up how he could do it with one try. So, Mr. Lunceford's father gunned it and Michael had a really good start. Then he started to lean forward more and more. All of a sudden, his skis dipped forward into the water, and then they just went straight down. Michael faced planted hard but still hung on. Now, he is being drug on top of the water and he's trying to get back up. And, he doesn't want us to slow down. But, all he is doing is creating a red mark on his chest and making a huge tower of water, causing all the other boaters to give us a look. The look said, "What in the world is your water skier trying to accomplish?" Then, it was the: "Hey guys, check this out! This is hilarious to watch!" Michael was so determined to get back up, but it was a lost cause. Everyone on the boat was rolling with laughter, until he let go and we picked him up and his whole front side is bright red. When we saw this, we all laughed so hard that my brother didn't even want to try to water ski anymore. By the end of the day, all the campers knew which group the Big Timber FFA was.
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