Here are some more that really piqued my interest.
My first impressions of the pope came in my first years of Catholic elementary school. Pope John Paul II was on a U.S. tour and members of my school and church traveled to see him. Our very old, very tiny first-grade teacher, Mrs. Fisher, told her story upon returning: Though she had been in the front row of worshippers, she was quickly pushed back by the crowds of people reaching out to touch the pope's hand. Nearly overtaken by the crowds, Mrs. Fisher felt a hand take hers and pull her up. I will never forget the light in that little old woman's eyes as she told us she looked up to see that it was the pope who had taken her hand. He had noticed and taken the time for the smallest and frailest of the thousands of worshippers, to touch this woman's life so wonderfully and so simply, and for that my pope means the world to me.
Jamie Hazard;
Cape Girardeau, Missouri
I think he was a saint in the making. Twenty-three years ago my daughter was in her second bout with cancer. We were granted an audience with the pope and he blessed her. Her cancer is gone and she has been in remission for 20 years. He truly was/is a saint.
Paul Dombrosky; Honolulu, Hawaii
John Paul II was the embodiment of the Vicar of Christ. He answered only to Jesus. He was not swayed by public opinion or the opinion of world leaders. He stood for truth at all times. His consistent stand for life included the unborn, starving children, workers, families, students, the elderly, the infirm and even condemned prisoners. Truth does not vary over time, neither did John Paul's moral teaching. He was an inspiration to all. As a Polish-American I lost not only my Holy Father but a fellow Pole as well. John Paul II acted with the Lord to free Europe from Soviet enslavement, yet that is not his greatest achievement. His example of what one man can do with faith in Jesus is his lasting gift to humanity.
Mark Stepien; Dearborn Heights, Michigan
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
CNN has posted some of the emails they've received regarding the Pope and his impact on them. Some were very moving and interesting.
I am a Tanzanian Catholic currently working in Tokyo. Pope John Paul II visited Tanzania in 1990. What I saw that day, the crowd from all walks of life, different faiths flocked to see and meet him. Everyone wanted to shake [his] hand. It was not possible, but when he raised his right hand to bless us, I felt an electric shock in my body, my faith strengthened and tears went down our eyes. He was a man of God who wanted to see no one in pain. The way he died in pain, I think he wanted to take all the pain people face in the world today. He has died for us, and as a Catholic, I believe we have to carry on what he lived for. Though he died, I also believe he is somewhere watching and guiding us. There is no way for anyone to shake my faith ever since I saw this man of God in September 1990 in Tanzania. May his soul rest in peace. Amen.
Assumpta Massoi; Tokyo, Japan
Youth today are a cynical bunch, but when my daughter, who is barely out of her teens, learned that the pope met with and forgave Mehmet Ali Agca [his would-be assassin] she commented, "he was truly a good man." I cannot think of a better way to describe him.
Enrique Olmos; Sydney, Australia
John Paul the Great, your influential words shook the structures of the modern world. Not only were you the pope, you were a great person, one whom I feel was right in the heart of the action but also in the hearts of the people no matter the religion. We will miss and love you always, papa.
James; Belfast, Northern Ireland
As any Catholic, I feel orphaned as [if] I have lost a father. But also I feel we have won a saint in heaven to pray for us.
Alejandro; Buenos Aires, Argentina
I was just myself thinking of this yesterday...and today as well when my phone remarked to me that he will most definitely be a saint. Another saint looking out for us can never hurt, and I realize that this is most definitely a mark in history. St. Theresa, Pope John Paul II, these are big pieces of history that will be ingrained within in for years, decades, centuries...until the ends of time. I must say I'm quite moved by how he had touched so many, especially those not of the Catholic faith. Embodied in that man was, to me, the essence of Roman Catholicism. The selflessness, sacrifice, and indiscriminate love...
I am a Tanzanian Catholic currently working in Tokyo. Pope John Paul II visited Tanzania in 1990. What I saw that day, the crowd from all walks of life, different faiths flocked to see and meet him. Everyone wanted to shake [his] hand. It was not possible, but when he raised his right hand to bless us, I felt an electric shock in my body, my faith strengthened and tears went down our eyes. He was a man of God who wanted to see no one in pain. The way he died in pain, I think he wanted to take all the pain people face in the world today. He has died for us, and as a Catholic, I believe we have to carry on what he lived for. Though he died, I also believe he is somewhere watching and guiding us. There is no way for anyone to shake my faith ever since I saw this man of God in September 1990 in Tanzania. May his soul rest in peace. Amen.
Assumpta Massoi; Tokyo, Japan
Youth today are a cynical bunch, but when my daughter, who is barely out of her teens, learned that the pope met with and forgave Mehmet Ali Agca [his would-be assassin] she commented, "he was truly a good man." I cannot think of a better way to describe him.
Enrique Olmos; Sydney, Australia
John Paul the Great, your influential words shook the structures of the modern world. Not only were you the pope, you were a great person, one whom I feel was right in the heart of the action but also in the hearts of the people no matter the religion. We will miss and love you always, papa.
James; Belfast, Northern Ireland
As any Catholic, I feel orphaned as [if] I have lost a father. But also I feel we have won a saint in heaven to pray for us.
Alejandro; Buenos Aires, Argentina
I was just myself thinking of this yesterday...and today as well when my phone remarked to me that he will most definitely be a saint. Another saint looking out for us can never hurt, and I realize that this is most definitely a mark in history. St. Theresa, Pope John Paul II, these are big pieces of history that will be ingrained within in for years, decades, centuries...until the ends of time. I must say I'm quite moved by how he had touched so many, especially those not of the Catholic faith. Embodied in that man was, to me, the essence of Roman Catholicism. The selflessness, sacrifice, and indiscriminate love...
Finally thank god. Jamster is going to get their asses handed to them. Maybe we all won't have to listen to those damn annoying commercials anymore. For the COOL ICE choose ICE04! For the SEXY NATASHA text...god I hate that crap.
In funnerer news I turn 23 in 2 days. That's right...April 8 marks the 23rd year of my existence on this planet. I can hear you all clamoring now. Planning on heading down to Atlantic City for the night, then maybe a bar crawl Saturday. Hoo-HA!
In funnerer news I turn 23 in 2 days. That's right...April 8 marks the 23rd year of my existence on this planet. I can hear you all clamoring now. Planning on heading down to Atlantic City for the night, then maybe a bar crawl Saturday. Hoo-HA!
What a sad two weeks. Terri Schiavo, Pope John Paul II, among others. Almost as if the showers of spring are tears being let forth.
"I appreciate the example of grace and dignity that [Schiavo's relatives] have displayed at a difficult time. I urge all those who honored Terri Schiavo to continue to work to build a culture of life where all Americans are welcomed and valued and protected, especially those who live at the mercy of others.
"The essence of civilization is that the strong have a duty to protect the weak. In cases where there are serious doubts or questions, the presumption should be in favor of life."
-- President Bush
"I appreciate the example of grace and dignity that [Schiavo's relatives] have displayed at a difficult time. I urge all those who honored Terri Schiavo to continue to work to build a culture of life where all Americans are welcomed and valued and protected, especially those who live at the mercy of others.
"The essence of civilization is that the strong have a duty to protect the weak. In cases where there are serious doubts or questions, the presumption should be in favor of life."
-- President Bush
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Friday, April 01, 2005
Anyone remember this?
It's Friday Night!
And The Mood Is Right!
Gonna Have Some Fun!
Show Ya How It's Done!
TGIF!
Wow...Friday nights used to be big stay in nights lol to watch awesome TGIF shows.
The original line up was:
Full House
Family Matters
Perfect Strangers
Just the Ten of Us
There was also also a show with Heather Locklear that was short lived. And My Wish about a genie. Babytalk a spin off on Look Who's Talking. Dinosaurs...which ended depressingly when they recreated the meteors hitting and everyone died lol. Interesting enough were the spinoffs. Perfect Strangers came first, then Famiyl Matters was a spin off of that (Harriet was the elevator woman in PS), then Urkel jet-packed off into Step By Step. He also had cameos in Full House, and a few other shows. Good memories...
YAY FRIDAY!
It's Friday Night!
And The Mood Is Right!
Gonna Have Some Fun!
Show Ya How It's Done!
TGIF!
Wow...Friday nights used to be big stay in nights lol to watch awesome TGIF shows.
The original line up was:
Full House
Family Matters
Perfect Strangers
Just the Ten of Us
There was also also a show with Heather Locklear that was short lived. And My Wish about a genie. Babytalk a spin off on Look Who's Talking. Dinosaurs...which ended depressingly when they recreated the meteors hitting and everyone died lol. Interesting enough were the spinoffs. Perfect Strangers came first, then Famiyl Matters was a spin off of that (Harriet was the elevator woman in PS), then Urkel jet-packed off into Step By Step. He also had cameos in Full House, and a few other shows. Good memories...
YAY FRIDAY!
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Reast easy Theresa Schiavo.
Here's an email written sometime last week.
Shes NOT a vegetable - and PVS is not even a medically agreed upon diagnosis or defnition, it's what some doctors call people when they don't see much hope of them coming out of it. But some do, in fact 43% of PVS improve and some have woken up entirely. PVS is just what they call you when nothing seems to be working, but every single case is completely different.
She is not in a coma, she is not even on life support. The only thing she can't do is swallow food, and they haven't tried in over 10 years to see if that works now too. She appears to respond to stimulus, the videos are pretty convincing. She also appears to have emotions - though idiot doctors are saying they are spontaneous. Hard for me to see if someone is smiling, that they aren't feeling happy on some level.
The whole case rests on the fact that her ex husband, who was cheating on her at the time her heart stopped and is suspected of having abused her, doesn't want any more of the millions he won in the malpractice case used for her care, because he doesn't give a crap about her. He has a live in girlfriend for 10 years, and 2 children with her. and right after terry got sick, he had all of terrys cats put to sleep because he hated them. Meanwhile this dude's whole argument is that terry "said" she wouldn't want to live in this state. Before. No one else ever heard her say that, she never wrote it, or signed a document saying that AND he didn't bring it up until she was IN this state for 10 YEARS, and AFTER he got his award money.
Whether she is aware or not isn't the issue as miuch as the fact that there is no way of knowing 100% if she is aware or not, OR if she will ever improve. Some suddenly snap out of it like nothing every happened. She may be conscious and aware, but simply lacks the brain capacity to outwardly respond to stimilus - and if that were true, we'd never have a way of knowing.
Point is, is you have to err on the side of LIFE, unless you have a clear indication not to. Some estranged husband's wish to kill her because it's sapping his award money, is not a credible PROOF that she wanted to die. We have to assume she wanted to live. Period.
The Catholic position on this is very clear. And as Catholics we should support it. Terri has a fundamental right to live, without outside interference. Technically, allowing herself to die, is a mortal sin by Catholic law. For others to allow this is also against Catholic law - and Terri is Roman Catholic. Her husband keeps talking about her going to be with the "Lord", when he is doing something against that very God's wishes and His laws.
This is more about the left and liberals wanting to push a culture of death, so they can conveniently euthanize and kill anyone they think is "inconvenient" or a sap on our resources. The same people who want to kill infants in the womb, and draw arbirtray lines when that is ok to kill and when it is not. They are drawing a line that it's ok to kill the incapacitated, because one dude SAYS thats what she would have wanted. Thats a bad precendent and a slippery slope. Only ONE other society in history promoted the euthanasia of the disabled... Hitler and Nazi Germany. What I love are the same people who are pro-abortion are the same screaming lesbians who say Scott Peterson is guilty of TWO murders. One was a baby in the womb. These same people say aborting a baby in the womb is not murder. It's crazy. What the world is coming to, is that life is only valuable if it's WANTED. A baby in the womb is only murdered if it was WANTED; if she wanted to abort it, it wouldnt be murder. And same with terry schiavo. Her husband doesn't WANT her. And he is her legal guardian (and wont "divorce" her or release guardianship to her parents, who love her and will take care of her for the rest of her life, even if she STAYS this way. He WANTS her dead.
The final contradictory argument is, these "right to death" activists love to say that we should be merciful and kill people to end their suffering. But with Terri Schiavo, these same people are saying she is incapable of feeling suffering when they slowly starve and dehydrate her to death (which no one can know for sure). If she isn't capable of suffering, then her quality of life isn't bad and why kill her at all??? Makes zero sense.
Heres one simple, final last way to look at it. Even if we accept that it is ok to be merciful those that are "dying" by helping the process along, the truth is - we can ease their suffering without killing them and let nature take its course, as if you are truly "dying" you will "die" Terri Schiavo is NOT DYING. She will stay awake alive and function and make her family happy and possibly be happy herself - except WE ARE KILLING HER, by witholding food and water from her. Barbaric and disgusting. It shows the culture of death that we as a society are descending into.
Check out freerepublic.com - I'm sure the debate is raging there still.
Here's an email written sometime last week.
Shes NOT a vegetable - and PVS is not even a medically agreed upon diagnosis or defnition, it's what some doctors call people when they don't see much hope of them coming out of it. But some do, in fact 43% of PVS improve and some have woken up entirely. PVS is just what they call you when nothing seems to be working, but every single case is completely different.
She is not in a coma, she is not even on life support. The only thing she can't do is swallow food, and they haven't tried in over 10 years to see if that works now too. She appears to respond to stimulus, the videos are pretty convincing. She also appears to have emotions - though idiot doctors are saying they are spontaneous. Hard for me to see if someone is smiling, that they aren't feeling happy on some level.
The whole case rests on the fact that her ex husband, who was cheating on her at the time her heart stopped and is suspected of having abused her, doesn't want any more of the millions he won in the malpractice case used for her care, because he doesn't give a crap about her. He has a live in girlfriend for 10 years, and 2 children with her. and right after terry got sick, he had all of terrys cats put to sleep because he hated them. Meanwhile this dude's whole argument is that terry "said" she wouldn't want to live in this state. Before. No one else ever heard her say that, she never wrote it, or signed a document saying that AND he didn't bring it up until she was IN this state for 10 YEARS, and AFTER he got his award money.
Whether she is aware or not isn't the issue as miuch as the fact that there is no way of knowing 100% if she is aware or not, OR if she will ever improve. Some suddenly snap out of it like nothing every happened. She may be conscious and aware, but simply lacks the brain capacity to outwardly respond to stimilus - and if that were true, we'd never have a way of knowing.
Point is, is you have to err on the side of LIFE, unless you have a clear indication not to. Some estranged husband's wish to kill her because it's sapping his award money, is not a credible PROOF that she wanted to die. We have to assume she wanted to live. Period.
The Catholic position on this is very clear. And as Catholics we should support it. Terri has a fundamental right to live, without outside interference. Technically, allowing herself to die, is a mortal sin by Catholic law. For others to allow this is also against Catholic law - and Terri is Roman Catholic. Her husband keeps talking about her going to be with the "Lord", when he is doing something against that very God's wishes and His laws.
This is more about the left and liberals wanting to push a culture of death, so they can conveniently euthanize and kill anyone they think is "inconvenient" or a sap on our resources. The same people who want to kill infants in the womb, and draw arbirtray lines when that is ok to kill and when it is not. They are drawing a line that it's ok to kill the incapacitated, because one dude SAYS thats what she would have wanted. Thats a bad precendent and a slippery slope. Only ONE other society in history promoted the euthanasia of the disabled... Hitler and Nazi Germany. What I love are the same people who are pro-abortion are the same screaming lesbians who say Scott Peterson is guilty of TWO murders. One was a baby in the womb. These same people say aborting a baby in the womb is not murder. It's crazy. What the world is coming to, is that life is only valuable if it's WANTED. A baby in the womb is only murdered if it was WANTED; if she wanted to abort it, it wouldnt be murder. And same with terry schiavo. Her husband doesn't WANT her. And he is her legal guardian (and wont "divorce" her or release guardianship to her parents, who love her and will take care of her for the rest of her life, even if she STAYS this way. He WANTS her dead.
The final contradictory argument is, these "right to death" activists love to say that we should be merciful and kill people to end their suffering. But with Terri Schiavo, these same people are saying she is incapable of feeling suffering when they slowly starve and dehydrate her to death (which no one can know for sure). If she isn't capable of suffering, then her quality of life isn't bad and why kill her at all??? Makes zero sense.
Heres one simple, final last way to look at it. Even if we accept that it is ok to be merciful those that are "dying" by helping the process along, the truth is - we can ease their suffering without killing them and let nature take its course, as if you are truly "dying" you will "die" Terri Schiavo is NOT DYING. She will stay awake alive and function and make her family happy and possibly be happy herself - except WE ARE KILLING HER, by witholding food and water from her. Barbaric and disgusting. It shows the culture of death that we as a society are descending into.
Check out freerepublic.com - I'm sure the debate is raging there still.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Old School
Kindergarten
What were you like: Extroverted. Very popular and kooky. Friends with everyone. Cute little blonde kid.
Who was your teacher: I barely can remember her name. So I won't list it in case I f up.
Who was your best friend: No best friends this early on.
Who did you have a crush on: Girls had cooties.
Something random: I remember making those shrinky-dinks back then for Christmas ornaments.
First Grade
What were you like: Still outgoing.
Who was your teacher: Mrs. Ark. Hawaiian teacher who since has moved back to Hawaii!Who was your best friend:
Who did you have a crush on: No crushes! First grade!
Something random: Angela Smarook was in my class. Her sister and her died in a fire that summer :( We were friends and she was going to be in my 2cd grade class too...
Second Grade
What were you like: Still outgoing. Friends with everyone. Part of a "group" of boys who were all friends.
Who was your teacher: Hanft. She was a pure spawn of Satan. She disliked me and I could tell. I had a few dreams about her turning into a witch with huge boils and warts and stuff.
Who was your best friend: Justin Buzzio. He moved away after that year and I never saw him again :(
Who did you have a crush on: Kimberly Faulkner. I was obsessed with those cool little ball hair ties she wore.
Something random: In 2cd grade I remember something all the boys did, and I did too. We would break crayons in half and then stick them back together so hard they looked like the were whole again. One boy, John Sousa (yes named after John Phillip Sousa) shoved a bunch up the radiator and I got in trouble for it.
Third Grade
What were you like: I got glasses that year so I felt like I looked a little dorky. I was still popular though and made lots of friends.
Who was your teacher: Mrs. Molly Maffei.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio. I'd played baseball with him for a bit but we were better friends by this point.
Who did you have a crush on: Kim Faulkner still and Kristin Sunberg.
Something random: Mrs. Maffei would always grade her tests with a big self drawn smiley face. One day I was chewing on a piece of paper like gum, and she made me spit it out into her and in front of the glass. (No gum chewing allowed in our school and no hats either!)
Fourth Grade
What were you like: Not shy at all, had a lot of good friends. Matt Radzio, Brad Boyle, Matt Osterman. 2cd to best year of elementary school!
Who was your teacher: Mr. Gara, father of Becky Gara who went to another elementary school in the area. Science oriented teacher.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio.
Who did you have a crush on: Kristen Montesano, Erin Hull
Something random: I remember we were the class who had the chicken incubator. I wanted to hold the cool white chicken, not one of the stupid yellow ones. It pooped in my hand. Also Adam Campbell kept f'ing with my diarama of the solar system done with clay. He kept going back there and sticking those split metal dividers for holed papers into them. Bastard.
Fifth Grade
What were you like: Still very outgoing. Popular among a few different classes/groups.
Who was your teacher: Mr. Dileo, hands down the best teacher I had in elementary school.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio & Brad Boyle
Who did you have a crush on: Kristen Montesano, Becky Fetzer
Something random: We had a huge play that year just our class. I got to play "Clean Angel" and was voted 2cd best character in the play.
Sixth Grade
What were you like: Junior high blues
Who was your teacher: Multiple teachers...
What was your favorite class: Reading with Mrs. Buchanan! Science with Mr. Haas
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Jason Carr
Who did you have a crush on: a lot of people
Something random: Kurt Cobain died that year. I remember Jen Renaud coming to school like Cousin It with all her hair over her face because she was so depressed. One of my teacher's name was Mr. Griffith and we all made fun of it because there was a popular book at that time called Killing Mr. Griffin. That was until he had a massive ear operation and was out the rest of the year. I was big into Blind Melon as they were my first favorite band.
Seventh Grade
What were you like: Kind of shy
Who was your teacher: Bunches, one for every subject
What was your favorite class: Reading/Science
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio
Who did you have a crush on: Laura "Metax-Fax-Machine" Metaxas
Something random: The really weird girl Lisa Pueyo kept hitting on me. These things stay with you...
Eighth Grade
What were you like: Popular in my own "click"
Who was your teacher: Tons
What was your favorite class: Mrs. Pratt's Lit and that weird teacher's reading class.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Jesse Burdett, Scott Stephens, Brian Wershonkski, Jon Alosi
Who did you have a crush on: Meghan Buckley
Something random: I convinced our Spanish teacher Mrs. Thompson to have (COUNT IT) 23 "fiestas" that school year. Someone in said class was named "Marie-Juana" as their spanish name. First big truth or dare game.
Freshman Year
What were you like: this was my rebelous year
What was your favorite class: Science with Mr. Trenchak!
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Jon Alosi
Who did you have a crush on: Lots can't remember any
Something random: Had my first big date. Had a lot of big dates that year. Devan Theiler, Katina Cassidy,and a few others.
Sophomore Year
What were you like: Unruly towards parents, a little insecure
What was your favorite class: History with Doc Timpko. Tammy Fox was in that class. She moved there that year and started dating my best friend Jon Alosi immediately.
Who was your best friend: Jon Alosi, Matt Radzio, Jesse Burdett, Scott Stephens
Who did you have a crush on: Allison Bevan, Kelly Mojka
Something random: I remember going to ask Jen Evancho to Homecoming but she ran away when I was approaching her on the main walkway. That bitch. Went stag and had a better time than HER! hahahaha Also took some kid out when my dog Buttons died ::tear:: I was so upset I literally killed anyone who came near me. I had 28 sacks that SINGLE game.
Junior Year
What were you like: Very popular within my own group. Cracked everyone up at lunch. Not an amazing student in subjects I didn't like. Excellent football player according to my coach.
What was your favorite class: Cooking. Yes Home Ec rocked my world. With Mrs. Wisniewski who scared the crap out of me.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Amar Trivedi, Matt Byorick
Who did you have a crush on: Kelly Mojka, Allison Bevan ::sigh::
Something random: Took some kid out of the football game. Think he broke something in the knee!
Senior Year
What were you like: Senioritic
What was your favorite class: Engineering Technology with Paul "Special K" Kloberg
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Amar Trivedi
Who did you have a crush on: Still Kelly Mojka and Allison.
Something random: My design for our Engineering Tech project was almost the winner. And also the most simple. A mousetrap catapult idea that outdid almost every teams device, and embarassed them in the process.
Kindergarten
What were you like: Extroverted. Very popular and kooky. Friends with everyone. Cute little blonde kid.
Who was your teacher: I barely can remember her name. So I won't list it in case I f up.
Who was your best friend: No best friends this early on.
Who did you have a crush on: Girls had cooties.
Something random: I remember making those shrinky-dinks back then for Christmas ornaments.
First Grade
What were you like: Still outgoing.
Who was your teacher: Mrs. Ark. Hawaiian teacher who since has moved back to Hawaii!Who was your best friend:
Who did you have a crush on: No crushes! First grade!
Something random: Angela Smarook was in my class. Her sister and her died in a fire that summer :( We were friends and she was going to be in my 2cd grade class too...
Second Grade
What were you like: Still outgoing. Friends with everyone. Part of a "group" of boys who were all friends.
Who was your teacher: Hanft. She was a pure spawn of Satan. She disliked me and I could tell. I had a few dreams about her turning into a witch with huge boils and warts and stuff.
Who was your best friend: Justin Buzzio. He moved away after that year and I never saw him again :(
Who did you have a crush on: Kimberly Faulkner. I was obsessed with those cool little ball hair ties she wore.
Something random: In 2cd grade I remember something all the boys did, and I did too. We would break crayons in half and then stick them back together so hard they looked like the were whole again. One boy, John Sousa (yes named after John Phillip Sousa) shoved a bunch up the radiator and I got in trouble for it.
Third Grade
What were you like: I got glasses that year so I felt like I looked a little dorky. I was still popular though and made lots of friends.
Who was your teacher: Mrs. Molly Maffei.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio. I'd played baseball with him for a bit but we were better friends by this point.
Who did you have a crush on: Kim Faulkner still and Kristin Sunberg.
Something random: Mrs. Maffei would always grade her tests with a big self drawn smiley face. One day I was chewing on a piece of paper like gum, and she made me spit it out into her and in front of the glass. (No gum chewing allowed in our school and no hats either!)
Fourth Grade
What were you like: Not shy at all, had a lot of good friends. Matt Radzio, Brad Boyle, Matt Osterman. 2cd to best year of elementary school!
Who was your teacher: Mr. Gara, father of Becky Gara who went to another elementary school in the area. Science oriented teacher.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio.
Who did you have a crush on: Kristen Montesano, Erin Hull
Something random: I remember we were the class who had the chicken incubator. I wanted to hold the cool white chicken, not one of the stupid yellow ones. It pooped in my hand. Also Adam Campbell kept f'ing with my diarama of the solar system done with clay. He kept going back there and sticking those split metal dividers for holed papers into them. Bastard.
Fifth Grade
What were you like: Still very outgoing. Popular among a few different classes/groups.
Who was your teacher: Mr. Dileo, hands down the best teacher I had in elementary school.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio & Brad Boyle
Who did you have a crush on: Kristen Montesano, Becky Fetzer
Something random: We had a huge play that year just our class. I got to play "Clean Angel" and was voted 2cd best character in the play.
Sixth Grade
What were you like: Junior high blues
Who was your teacher: Multiple teachers...
What was your favorite class: Reading with Mrs. Buchanan! Science with Mr. Haas
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Jason Carr
Who did you have a crush on: a lot of people
Something random: Kurt Cobain died that year. I remember Jen Renaud coming to school like Cousin It with all her hair over her face because she was so depressed. One of my teacher's name was Mr. Griffith and we all made fun of it because there was a popular book at that time called Killing Mr. Griffin. That was until he had a massive ear operation and was out the rest of the year. I was big into Blind Melon as they were my first favorite band.
Seventh Grade
What were you like: Kind of shy
Who was your teacher: Bunches, one for every subject
What was your favorite class: Reading/Science
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio
Who did you have a crush on: Laura "Metax-Fax-Machine" Metaxas
Something random: The really weird girl Lisa Pueyo kept hitting on me. These things stay with you...
Eighth Grade
What were you like: Popular in my own "click"
Who was your teacher: Tons
What was your favorite class: Mrs. Pratt's Lit and that weird teacher's reading class.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Jesse Burdett, Scott Stephens, Brian Wershonkski, Jon Alosi
Who did you have a crush on: Meghan Buckley
Something random: I convinced our Spanish teacher Mrs. Thompson to have (COUNT IT) 23 "fiestas" that school year. Someone in said class was named "Marie-Juana" as their spanish name. First big truth or dare game.
Freshman Year
What were you like: this was my rebelous year
What was your favorite class: Science with Mr. Trenchak!
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Jon Alosi
Who did you have a crush on: Lots can't remember any
Something random: Had my first big date. Had a lot of big dates that year. Devan Theiler, Katina Cassidy,and a few others.
Sophomore Year
What were you like: Unruly towards parents, a little insecure
What was your favorite class: History with Doc Timpko. Tammy Fox was in that class. She moved there that year and started dating my best friend Jon Alosi immediately.
Who was your best friend: Jon Alosi, Matt Radzio, Jesse Burdett, Scott Stephens
Who did you have a crush on: Allison Bevan, Kelly Mojka
Something random: I remember going to ask Jen Evancho to Homecoming but she ran away when I was approaching her on the main walkway. That bitch. Went stag and had a better time than HER! hahahaha Also took some kid out when my dog Buttons died ::tear:: I was so upset I literally killed anyone who came near me. I had 28 sacks that SINGLE game.
Junior Year
What were you like: Very popular within my own group. Cracked everyone up at lunch. Not an amazing student in subjects I didn't like. Excellent football player according to my coach.
What was your favorite class: Cooking. Yes Home Ec rocked my world. With Mrs. Wisniewski who scared the crap out of me.
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Amar Trivedi, Matt Byorick
Who did you have a crush on: Kelly Mojka, Allison Bevan ::sigh::
Something random: Took some kid out of the football game. Think he broke something in the knee!
Senior Year
What were you like: Senioritic
What was your favorite class: Engineering Technology with Paul "Special K" Kloberg
Who was your best friend: Matt Radzio, Amar Trivedi
Who did you have a crush on: Still Kelly Mojka and Allison.
Something random: My design for our Engineering Tech project was almost the winner. And also the most simple. A mousetrap catapult idea that outdid almost every teams device, and embarassed them in the process.
Friday, March 25, 2005
It's Good Friday...so here are some C.S. Lewis quotes that are my favorites in honorarium of Easter 2005. Hard to believe it was two thousand and five years ago when Christ was walking the Earth.
"You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body."
"What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what kind of a person you are"
"God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world"
"The real problem is not why some pious, humble, believing people suffer, but why some do not."
"If you read history you will find that the Christians who did most for the present world were precisely those who thought most of the next. It is since Christians have largely ceased to think of the other world that they have become so ineffective in this."
"Faith... is the art of holding on to things your reason once accepted, despite your changing moods."
"A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, 'darkness' on the walls of his cell."
"Nothing that you have not given away will ever be really yours."
*** "I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else." ***
"The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That's the deal."
"If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world"
Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
Has this world been so kind to you that you should leave with regret? There are better things ahead than any we leave behind.
"You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body."
"What you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing; it also depends on what kind of a person you are"
"God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world"
"The real problem is not why some pious, humble, believing people suffer, but why some do not."
"If you read history you will find that the Christians who did most for the present world were precisely those who thought most of the next. It is since Christians have largely ceased to think of the other world that they have become so ineffective in this."
"Faith... is the art of holding on to things your reason once accepted, despite your changing moods."
"A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, 'darkness' on the walls of his cell."
"Nothing that you have not given away will ever be really yours."
*** "I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else." ***
"The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That's the deal."
"If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world"
Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
Has this world been so kind to you that you should leave with regret? There are better things ahead than any we leave behind.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
My spammer name is Pronto M. Cuttlefish.
| Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with Peter Palumbo's Disorder | |
| Cause: | lack of fresh air |
| Symptoms: | occasional knee pain, occasional narcolepsy, dry skin, wing growth |
| Cure: | electroshock therapy |
http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi?word=Peter
My favorite from that site is still
"DUDE YOU'RE GETTING A PETER!"
"Nobody better lay a finger on my Peter!"
Ok so tons of people keep complaining and bitching that I don't update my blog anymore like I used to. I'm actually kind of surprised at the frequency some of you check this lol. So here's a little update for all you dedicated readers:
Beginning of February I finally got hired by a company called IntelliSync. 5 years ago PumaTech and Synchrologic merged to give us IntelliSync. Based out of Alpharetta, GA and San Jose, CA (with many offices across the country and world) IntelliSync deals with File Synchronization and mobile data synchronization as well. We have many vendors but our biggest client is the pharmaceutical Pfizer. Pfizer has tons of travelling employees who visit doctors and introduce new drugs, sample packs, give speeches, etc. These mobile users need a way to synchronize their data or portions of a collective database while on the road. IntelliSync developed a suite of 8 programs that does just this in a very interesting manner, to which I cannot elaborate hence evil competitors might find it via a sneaky Google search :P
So after like 2 dozen interviews within a month I finally got hired by IntelliSync. Great benefits, great pay, excellent upward (and horizontal) mobility. It's a very scalable starting position. Not to mention the branch I work out of in Bedminster, NJ is about 10 minutes from home. So Feb 28-March 4 I flew down to Georgia for a week of training. I got home that Friday after 3 plane delays, and then 2 days later left for spring break with Jess, my girlfriend. We spent the week down in Fort Myers Beach which was a nice way to relax before rejoining the workforce. So I've been working officially for about 2 weeks now and it's going excellent. It's a lot of hard work, studying, learning the systems inside out, but I've been enjoying it so far.
So that's what's up in the world of Pete. In 2 weeks and a day I turn 23. It's time for me to really find out if nobody likes you when you're 23. I say it often enough, so ironically we'll see :P That's the humdrum and humble on this side of the GSP.
Hope everyone who's working is doing well, everyone at 'Cuse is keeping warm, and anyone I haven't talked to in forever and a day understands I've been b to the usy the past 4 months.
Palumbo-OUT!
Beginning of February I finally got hired by a company called IntelliSync. 5 years ago PumaTech and Synchrologic merged to give us IntelliSync. Based out of Alpharetta, GA and San Jose, CA (with many offices across the country and world) IntelliSync deals with File Synchronization and mobile data synchronization as well. We have many vendors but our biggest client is the pharmaceutical Pfizer. Pfizer has tons of travelling employees who visit doctors and introduce new drugs, sample packs, give speeches, etc. These mobile users need a way to synchronize their data or portions of a collective database while on the road. IntelliSync developed a suite of 8 programs that does just this in a very interesting manner, to which I cannot elaborate hence evil competitors might find it via a sneaky Google search :P
So after like 2 dozen interviews within a month I finally got hired by IntelliSync. Great benefits, great pay, excellent upward (and horizontal) mobility. It's a very scalable starting position. Not to mention the branch I work out of in Bedminster, NJ is about 10 minutes from home. So Feb 28-March 4 I flew down to Georgia for a week of training. I got home that Friday after 3 plane delays, and then 2 days later left for spring break with Jess, my girlfriend. We spent the week down in Fort Myers Beach which was a nice way to relax before rejoining the workforce. So I've been working officially for about 2 weeks now and it's going excellent. It's a lot of hard work, studying, learning the systems inside out, but I've been enjoying it so far.
So that's what's up in the world of Pete. In 2 weeks and a day I turn 23. It's time for me to really find out if nobody likes you when you're 23. I say it often enough, so ironically we'll see :P That's the humdrum and humble on this side of the GSP.
Hope everyone who's working is doing well, everyone at 'Cuse is keeping warm, and anyone I haven't talked to in forever and a day understands I've been b to the usy the past 4 months.
Palumbo-OUT!
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If I were a NetHack monster, I would be a little dog. I'm a loyal and trusting companion, always ready to protect my friends. Even if they do feed me tripe, sometimes....d...
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Monday, March 21, 2005
| Bourbon Congratulations! You're 130 proof, with specific scores in beer (80) , wine (83), and liquor (86). |
| Screw all that namby-pamby chick stuff, you're going straight for the bottle and a shot glass! It'll take more than a few shots of Wild Turkey or 99 Bananas before you start seeing pink elephants. You know how to handle your alcohol, and yourself at parties. |
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My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The Alcohol Knowledge Test written by hoppersplit on Ok Cupid |
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Sunday, February 27, 2005
So I've given up looking for the third CD of this trio that I wanted to take on my business trip. I want to bring a book with me on the plane too, so I grab Case For Faith, and as I'm going under my bed to find it, I find the 2cd software box with the needed CD. Thanks Jesus. You the man!
It's going to be a good week :)
Hopefully updates to follow from Atlanta!
It's going to be a good week :)
Hopefully updates to follow from Atlanta!
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Had to share some of the new mind crack that's out there.
Everyone else has had more sex than me.
She frickin' blocked me
He will keep your screen clean.
The Llama Song
Who took my pie?
Po-Tay-Toes
Evil Strawberry
All that Spanish sounds like to me is...
Everyone else has had more sex than me.
She frickin' blocked me
He will keep your screen clean.
The Llama Song
Who took my pie?
Po-Tay-Toes
Evil Strawberry
All that Spanish sounds like to me is...
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Thursday, December 23, 2004
'Twas the night before Christmas, and God it was neat
The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat
The doors were all bolted, and the phone off the hook
It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook.
Momma in her teddy, and I in the nude.
Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube
When out on the lawn there arose such a cry,
That I lost my boner and poor momma went dry.
Up to the window I sprang like an elf,
Tore back the shade while she played with herself.
The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built,
Showed a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer.
With a fat little driver, half out of his sled,
A sock in his ear, and a bra on his head.
Sure as I'm speaking, he was as high as a kite.
And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right.
Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz,
Either slow down this rig or I'll cut off your nuts.
Look out for the lamp post, and don't hit the tree,
Quit shaking the sleigh, 'cause I gotta go pee.
They cleared the old lamp post, the tree got a rub,
Just as Santa leaned out and threw up on my shrub.
And then from the roof we heard such a clatter,
As each little reindeer now emptied its bladder.
I was donning my jacket to cover my ass,
When down the chimney Santa came with a crash.
His suit was all smelly with perfume galore,
He looked like a bum and he smelled like a whore.
That was some brothel, he said with a smile,
The reindeer are pooped, I'll just stay here awhile.
He walked to the kitchen, himself poured a drink,
Then whipped out his pecker and pissed in the sink.
I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee,
The old boy was hung nearly down to his knee.
Back in the den, Santa reached in his sack,
But his toys were all gone, and some new things were packed.
The first thing he found was a pair of false tits,
The next was a handgun with a penis that spits.
A box filled with condoms was Santa's next find,
And a six pair of panties, the edible kind.
A bra without nipples, a penis extension,
And several other things that I shouldn't even mention.
A cock ring, a G-string, and all types of oil,
A dildo so long, it lay in a coil.
This suff ain't for kids, Mrs. Santa will shit,
So I'll leave 'em here, and then I'll just split.
He filled every stocking and then took his leave,
With one tiny butt plug tucked under his sleeve.
He sprang to his sleigh, but his feet were like lead,
Thus he fell on his ass and broke wind instead.
In time he was seated, took the reins of his hitch,
Take me home Rudolph, this night's been a bitch!
The sleigh was near gone when we heard Santa shout, The best thing about sex
is that it never wears out!
Merry Christmas Everyone.
The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat
The doors were all bolted, and the phone off the hook
It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook.
Momma in her teddy, and I in the nude.
Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube
When out on the lawn there arose such a cry,
That I lost my boner and poor momma went dry.
Up to the window I sprang like an elf,
Tore back the shade while she played with herself.
The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built,
Showed a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer.
With a fat little driver, half out of his sled,
A sock in his ear, and a bra on his head.
Sure as I'm speaking, he was as high as a kite.
And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right.
Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz,
Either slow down this rig or I'll cut off your nuts.
Look out for the lamp post, and don't hit the tree,
Quit shaking the sleigh, 'cause I gotta go pee.
They cleared the old lamp post, the tree got a rub,
Just as Santa leaned out and threw up on my shrub.
And then from the roof we heard such a clatter,
As each little reindeer now emptied its bladder.
I was donning my jacket to cover my ass,
When down the chimney Santa came with a crash.
His suit was all smelly with perfume galore,
He looked like a bum and he smelled like a whore.
That was some brothel, he said with a smile,
The reindeer are pooped, I'll just stay here awhile.
He walked to the kitchen, himself poured a drink,
Then whipped out his pecker and pissed in the sink.
I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee,
The old boy was hung nearly down to his knee.
Back in the den, Santa reached in his sack,
But his toys were all gone, and some new things were packed.
The first thing he found was a pair of false tits,
The next was a handgun with a penis that spits.
A box filled with condoms was Santa's next find,
And a six pair of panties, the edible kind.
A bra without nipples, a penis extension,
And several other things that I shouldn't even mention.
A cock ring, a G-string, and all types of oil,
A dildo so long, it lay in a coil.
This suff ain't for kids, Mrs. Santa will shit,
So I'll leave 'em here, and then I'll just split.
He filled every stocking and then took his leave,
With one tiny butt plug tucked under his sleeve.
He sprang to his sleigh, but his feet were like lead,
Thus he fell on his ass and broke wind instead.
In time he was seated, took the reins of his hitch,
Take me home Rudolph, this night's been a bitch!
The sleigh was near gone when we heard Santa shout, The best thing about sex
is that it never wears out!
Merry Christmas Everyone.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
"Hello, you've reached Arnold's pizza shop. I'm not here right now I'm out killing pepperoni. If you want to reach me, if you want a pizza-I don't care! can't you realize that idiot! But if you need a pizza sometime during the next few days, I can have it delivered to you, or maybe I will staple it to you. I don't care what you want on it, every pizza comes with pepperoni and 9mm bullets on it. If you don't like it, I don't care 'cause you'll receive one anyhow. The only difference is maybe the 9mm bullets will in a gun on maybe on your pizza. If you don't **** around I'll give you good pizza. If you do **** around I'll take a pepperoni and punch it through your head. So if you want mushroom shut up. If you want broccoli, what the hell is broccoli anyway?! Shut up with the broccoli. If you want something crazy like pineapple I'll kill you! If you like pepperoni and bullets you've come to the right place! If not you're an idiot, you deserve to die! So leave your name, number, serial number, how tall you are, whether you're suceptible to any diseases. And if you are I'll come over, maybe I'll give you a pizza, maybe I'll break off your arm."
Monday, December 13, 2004
"The clock is ticking, brothers and sisters. Counting down to Armageddon. The worm reveals itself in many guises across this once-great land, from the intellectual elite, cruely indoctrinating our children with the savage blasphemy of Darwin, to the craven Hollywood pagans corrupting them in the darkness of the local bijou. From the false prophets cowering behind our nation's pulpits, to the vile parasites in our banks and boardrooms, and the godless politicians, growing fat on the misery of their constituants. The signs of the end-times are all around us, etched in blood and fire by the left hand of G-d. You have but to open your eyes, brothers and sisters. The truth is, that the Devil is here! The anitchrist, the child of lies, the son of Darkness, walks among us cloaked in the flesh of a man. Does the Lord not weep at this degredation? Does he not tremble with righteous fury? And shall he not seek retribution? I open my eyes, and I see a black sky that tears apart and screams with the voice that is thunder! Rise up! Rise up brothers and sisters, and take your place at my side! For you shall be my sign, and your faith shall shine like a thousand suns, and the streets shall be sanctified with the steaming black blood of the heretics! And together, brothers and sisters, together we shall build a shining temple. The kingdom that will last for thousands and thousands of years." -Carnivale
