Call and

Ok, I'm gonna put a shout out to all you people there in ternet land,
if you read this, you have to answer my questions... and if you don't... I'll slap you so hard your
children will have bruises... well maybe not, but do it!

Questions;
#1 - What is your name?
#2 - What would you prefer your name to be?
#3 - What is your favourite song to sing in the shower?
#4 - If you had a truck, what colour would you paint it?
#5 - Which do you prefer?
Polar bear / Eskimo
Eskimo / Baby Seal
Baby Seal / Fluffy Duckling
Fluffy Duckling / Batman
Batman / Cake
Cake / Muffins
Catapult / Trebuchet
Iron / Zinc
Sponge / Strudel
Shags / Shags
#6 - Fern?
#7 - If you could go spelunking with anyone, who would it be?
#8 - Why does everyone skip question 8?
#9 - Do you like Green Eggs and Ham?
#10 - Trolley?

And so there it is, it's not so much of a Blog as it is a Quiz, but maybe if I answer it it would be a Blog, and so the chances of that happening are slim, just like anorexia. Everyone needs to eat!!
If you don't eat, I'll push you off of a bridge. or something.

Tralalalaaa

Hammer Vs Toe

In the event of engine failure, please move to the back of the carriage, and assume that everything is going to be fine and dandy, do not assume however that the president of the national aquanautic exploration team will call you Jeff. Unless of course your named is Jeff.
or Ethel.

Sometimes, like this time, are times when I am tired beyond what is natural,.. and have eaten primarily biscuit dough, and chocolate topping. Which makes for a healthy child, if in fact you did not eat just those two things, and ate a healthy lunch instead.

And now it's time for everyone's favourite part of the day, it's the time for a story, and today's story is about a small african fellow, who resembles a chicken, and smells faintly of garlic... We shall call him 'Ttembe"... no, lets call him Richard. Well anyway, Richard was walking down the street, singing his little song about the people who live in the house underneath where the postman goes to put his shoes in a big freezer, when all of a sudden a thermonuclear eggplant fell from the sky, stole Richards wallet, and promptly exploded. This made Richard very sad, because he liked his wallet, and also because his shorts had caught fire in the explosion... So Richard ran towards the lake, to douse the fire in it's cool blue water, when who should stroll along but Mr. Duck? Now Mr. Duck was quite taken aback that Richards pants were on fire, and he was even insulted when Richard didn't greet him as he hurriedly walked past him down the street, so as all good puerto ricans do, he pulled out a large atlantic salmon, and proceeded to beat Richard until he was (insert word here). The End.

and the moral of the story?

Don't go outside. EVER.

This has been storytime with stories,..

And now, for my favourite part of the day, the bit where I go to sleep, and enjoy the warmth and comfort weight of my doona. If I snore too loudly feel free to build an ark, we can go sailing.

It has been a long while since anyone has claimed any affiliation with the Knights, and so I would like to once more make a declaration of my oath as a Knight to fight the dreaded Emo-Blog wherever it may rise... Have at thee vile bore-spawn of peril! Have at thee...

Also, anyone else who would stand to fight against the oppression of the EmoBlog is more than welcome to inquire of our membership, just dial 1800-Don'treallycallthisnumber, or contact us by mail at P.O. Box 12, Wedon'treallyhaveamailingaddresseither, or by Fax, on 9532-1421. but that won't work either... and it's probably someones home phone number. if that is your home phone number, please contact us on 9545-6928. (Again, not really our number.)

thankyou, that is all.

The end of the something.

It's like a sandwich, but with less bread, and more concrete.

Don't try to eat it with your arms, because they don't have teeth.

If a chihuahua comes knocking on your door asking for spare change, how much more likely are you to throw a sponge at it than to turn around and close the wardrobe filled with mangled pens that you bent over a bunsen burner in chemistry last week, then proceed to fly out the window on a magic carpet ride, inside of a glass box filled with pebble shaped styrofoam pebbles?

ok,.. now I'm just weirding myself out.

Haaaaaaircut!!

Ok,.. so now I have a braaand new haircut, somewhat like one that I had a while ago, only with more fringe, and 20% more bacon. I'm really tired today, but it's ok because there's loads of sausages in the fridge, and a whole bunch of other stuff too, I like stuff.

And all those times you thought that I was crazy, well you were probably irish, because they all like potatoes, and it's time for you all to have a big thing full of something that you would enjoy more than a slap in the auntie. This has been 60 minutes. thankyou for your general.

Salad

Hey there crazy people,

As I sit here chowing down on leftover Pasta and Bolognaise which the totally awesome TGE Cooks set aside for me, I don't even know how to start writing about the week that just went down,... so much stuff happened, and most people who actually read this will remember it better than I do, so I'll cut it back to the important stuff...

Faith, Hope, Love, Joy, & Freedom.

I'm not gonna say much more about it than that, if you have a question or want to hear more about them let me know and I'll gladly say more, but seriously, REMEMBER WHAT YOU HAVE LEARNED...
Don't fall back into the same patterns you were in before Tge, be radical, be new. LIVE like you guys were living on tge, CONSTANTLY encouraging and praying for each other, building each other up in love, and also, now that we're back in the real world, TELL people about it,... Tell them how much you laughed through the week, tell them how you ran around going mental on thursday, tell them how awesome the big hall was, but more importantly, tell them what you learned in the talks, tell them how you were so encouraged in your studies, tell them about JESUS, and what he's done for us.

Also, I just want to take a second to thank people for praying for us leaders, if we have had any success in our ministry over the week, I attribute most of that success to the power of your prayers,..

And now we've reached the finish, and in the words of Colossians, chapter 2 v 6-7;
'So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live your lives in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness.'

Bonus Prize!

It's currently 12:31 Am, Monday Morning/Sunday Night, The great escape begins when I wake up....

if I ever get to sleep that is...

Well anyway, I'm just finishing up some final preparation for the week ahead, and I figure there's time for at least one challenge...
Anyone who is that dependent on the internet that they actually read this blog before leaving for tge should be rewarded in some way, I don't know why, because I'm sure it's not a good thing, but rewarded they shall be nonetheless, or maybe retarded... sorry. that wasn't very nice if you just read that. but anyway, If you actually have read this, write these words down on a piece of paper or the back of your hand, "Rock + Algebra = Sandwich" and "Reginald the Fourth was a very naughty boy" and when you see me, read them aloud, and I will laugh, or throw a rock at you.. most likely laugh, and if you're lucky, you might even get both.

Also, for those reading this before camp, or for those of you at home reading it while camp is going, pray for me, pray for the other leaders on camp, it's a pretty heavy undertaking with few hours of sleep, and long hours of work, and stress and freaking out and all sorts of those horrible things that everyone so desperately doesn't need. This camp demands a level of endurance that is beyond most people, well me,.. and as such I'm going to need to lean on the strength of someone a lot bigger than I,.. pray that God might help us leaders to stay strong, to keep full of energy, and to never give up on teaching about Jesus through the week, also pray that we might be able to teach clearly, and that we might be solid examples of how to live in the world but not of the world, and encourage the youth to keep charging towards the goal that is life with Jesus. KaBlaM!

And to qualify, this isn't an EmoBlog, I didn't say anything about how I'm feeling.
Even if I am feeling like some kind of Iranian Potato Herder, with two left feet, and a brother named Billy Joe Billernoot who likes to take himself fishing on tuesdays and then go swimming in the lake. But to be frank, I'd have to get a deed poll and stuff, and I really can't be bothered. So until then, Laters, and God Bless... may your camel forever be humpy, and your roads not so humpy.

Shags.