Wednesday, August 26, 2009
A Song To Sing
This is a song that Jennasen and I wrote, It only took us an hour and then we just recorded it with Garage Band (on a MacBook) Jen played guitar, then I sang and then she sang a little harmony. We put them all together and this is what happened! :-)
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Something To Think About
I saw this surfing online. And before you read let me state that have not/will not ever be racist. But this was interesting to me
-Why is it that only whites can be racists?-
You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction.
You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and you think it's OK.
But when I call you, nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.
If we had white history month, we'd be racists.
If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives, we'd be racists.
If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships, you know we'd be racists.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.
You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.
You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.
I am white.
I am proud.
But, you call me a racist.
You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and you think it's OK.
But when I call you, nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.
If we had white history month, we'd be racists.
If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives, we'd be racists.
If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships, you know we'd be racists.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.
You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.
You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.
I am white.
I am proud.
But, you call me a racist.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
La, la, la
(Katie, if you dont mind could you send me a picture of Madeline's)
Monday, July 6, 2009
Writers Block
OK, so I'm not really a writer but I don't know what else to call it.
What do you do when your mind is blank and you have nothing to blog about?
My life must be just that boring :-)
Want to help me out? I LOVE making baby blankets (as some of you have seen them) if you know anyone that wants one or wants one to give as a gift contact me and let me know and I can set it up! TELL YOU'R FRIENDS! :-)
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Boys Will Be Boys
I love my brother.... even when he has his "boy moments"
*Boys do not know much about flowers*
We were sitting at the dinner table the night after Michael and Natalie's wedding eating dinner, My Dad asks my Mom about the flowers on the table from Aunt Kathy. Cory asks, "Oh, are those the flower seeds from the wedding?" See guys don't realize that it takes time for flowers to bloom after you plant them, it doesn't happen overnight :-)
*Boys learn to cook........after they make mistakes*
I had just gotten out of the shower and walked downstairs to smell something like rubber burning and saw that Cory was doing something with the blender. I asked him what the smell was. "I was trying to make a shake but its not mixing in the blender." I figured out what the problem was "Cory, you probably didn't put enough milk in thats why its not mixing" I see Cory's face go white "Oh.....I forgot to put milk in"
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Class of 2009!
That has only just begun.
And being who you want to be.
And travel on the golden road

Thursday, May 14, 2009
My Hero!
I got the best birthday present ever! I met my hero Marco Andretti! I have been a fan of his for a few years now and never thought I would get the chance to meet him, but I did! For those of you who do not know Marco is a driver for the IRL (Indy Racing League) I am such a fan of IRL and Nascar and watch it whenever its on. Yes, I actually make time out of my day to sit and watch cars drive around :-) It is so entertaining to me! He was at the Meijer store on 96th street while he is here getting ready for the Indy 500. So of course I jumped with joy when I found that out. Here I am with Marco!!
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