tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76777537323418365572012-02-17T01:55:44.298+01:00Do yourself a favor: Start at the beginning.Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18415054341340259947noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677753732341836557.post-30122923243514844222009-04-27T04:59:00.004+02:002009-04-30T15:29:21.488+02:00

Okay, so do you remember Guy? The guy from that bonfire party I went to back in November? Yeah, I saw him yesterday, just walking down the street. Turns out he runs a local bookstore here in Pellenise, France. Yeah, that is right... Pellenise, I am pretty sure I just horribly butchered the name of some distant city that Kelly has never been to, but it is not like any REAL French people read

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I could have sworn I had a spare post written just in case I could not come up with anything to write about, I guess it disappeared somewhere on the internet, perhaps it went to the same place my socks go when I do laundry... Goodbye, post! I will miss you, dude!So I was walking down the hall at Sacred Heart today, thinking about how lately it seems as though something else other than me has

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Okay, so I just bought plane tickets with help from my friend Noah Bennet. I am planning on traveling to Seahaven, I heard there is a pretty good job there doing some babysitting next door. I heard he was nice, despite being locked up all his life without knowing it. You would think it would drive him a little crazy, never being able to leave and all that.The gig is just a couple of Months, so

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As soon as I stepped outside today, my neighbor (Eli) started whining about an airplane with no wings crashing into his barn... I cannot help it, we have been watching this movie a lot at work recently. Oh, That's how we joke... He doesn't even have a barn!Anyway, I walked to school today, and passed by a group of local prisoners (With guards, of course), they were going down the street picking

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One of my teachers, Dr. Reginald Bushroot, announced that he is planning to show the movie "Édouard Ciseaux-Mains" in class tomorrow, I am pretty sure it is going to be totally awesome, I can hardly wait. I think I will bring cookies. After the announcement he had us view some pictures of the Hanging Gardens in Alexandria and he mentioned some stuff about irrigation... It was all in French, so

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So I have just been sitting... Ever since that party in November. Just sitting in the corner of the Living Room, watching the kids. I think something important is about to happen, but I am not too sure. I will be definitely update here if anything exciting happens, until then, I will continue sitting. Seriously, this is what Kelly has been doing in my mind since the last post, I guess

Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18415054341340259947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677753732341836557.post-11533671188810726152008-11-05T20:08:00.009+01:002009-03-12T23:05:56.479+01:00

I just got back from a party (Remember the time difference, it is about 2130 here), I got the invitation a week ago, which simply had the date and time listed... "11-5, 4:05 PM". Leeloo knew the location of the party, the time listed was a very odd time to start a party, but I have gotten used to not asking questions when it comes to traditions in this crazy land. I met a ton of people there,

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We recently took a trip to the Eiffel Tower... It is good... it is going to be good, it is going to be good. The drive was a meager three hours. Downside: It was so crowded that we never actually got ON the tower, it was closed for some reason or another, so we did not even get a chance to go to the top, it was utterly macabre... It was closed due to something having to do with The Rose

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I really have not had any ideas recently. I promise you I am still alive, and so is Kelly. She is still in France, and I am still in Oklahoma, and we are both still very tall.

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Okay, so my bad for not posting in a while. I was gone for the weekend, then I actually had to WORK at work (Go figure). This is really the first chance I got to even touch the blog besides yesterday, but I had to watch "Pi" yesterday, and we all know it is difficult to blog whilst watching a paranoid delusional Mathematician do his thang. I actually do not have an ideas for an upcoming post,

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Apparently nobody in the family knows how to cook, so I have been making all four meals. Yes I said four, turns out everyone in France eats an extra meal called "Elevensies", which mostly consists of a single apple. I had to bust out the Sweet Potato Pie recipe my Aunt Gigi taught me just to keep them satisfied. For desert I made some kind of awesome cake, the kids say it was quite delicious,

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So I was asking Tom what his least favorite things are, just to see if we agreed on anything, (I find it hard to relate to people who like lung cancer). He started listing off pretty much everything that exists, then at the very end of the list as he was walking off he said "Oh, and Hugh Jackman!" To which I responded "Hugh Jackman is Wolverine!" Almost too obvious, but I really wanted this one.

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Okay, so I had a crazy dream, it involved horses, and tile floors... And socks, something about socks. Anyway, I will attempt to describe the family to you...The Father, Thomas Baldwin, is quite an odd character, he is a medium sized man with a decent amount of hair on his head, with facial hair in an arrangement I can only describe as a beardless chopstache. Other than that, not much more can

Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18415054341340259947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677753732341836557.post-29476382727015003192008-10-09T16:58:00.004+02:002008-10-10T22:42:29.498+02:00

Okay, so I am sitting in the airport terminal waiting for my new family to come pick me up. Apparently they are late, or they ran out of cardboard signs that have names on them. There is some guy next to me dressed in a really old airline pilot uniform with a sign that says "Handratty", I tried to ask him why he was dressed so funny, but he did not answer.I really should have gotten a picture

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Okay, so flying is not all it is cracked up to be. I have never been a big fan, but I never realized how horrible it was to fly over the OCEAN. It has been quite the experience, I expect to see nothing but blue for the next couple of hours. Some of you may be asking how I am able to write this post with no laptop, and no internet connection whilst on a plane, the only explanation I have is

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My sister is supposedly leaving for France "Today" Tuesday. The last time I saw her Sunday I promised that I would make a blog and post all the crazy stories of her overseas antics and mostly other-languaged adventures. To be honest, who knows what those crazy French people are really saying anyway?And so this blog is off the ground, I fully intend on updating it as often as a new story arises

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