Headlines:ARE FEMALE DOGS SMARTER THAN MALES?

A study that was led by Corsin Muller of the University of Vienna, tested 50 dogs of different breeds on there ability to detect the different size in balls. The tense ball being the “normal” size ball a dog would be use to. Female dogs stared at the larger balls that were rolled behind a transparent wall longer than the male dogs did. They cannot say if there are differences between male and female dog brains because they have to do more study and research. 

(Choice) My Tattoo

     I’ve been debating for long time weather I want a sleeve tattoo or not. Some people have said that I could pull off one and others say I would regret it and I would look ugly and what not. But I try and not listen to other people who put personal choice before a logical question.

My concern is what type of theme I would want for my sleeve. I was thinking about an aquarium scean with an Oscar, 2 different species of rainbow fish, bloody parrot fish, and a golden wonder killie fish. I want it wrapping up my arm with water and waves crashing around them. But then I had another idea of a tribal theme that took up my whole upper arm and making a half sleeve.

I found finding the perfect, one of a kind tattoo is a long and hard posse but is rewarding in the end, knowing you have this tattoo for a reason and it’s not something you just randomly got because you liked it. Those are the people who regret getting tattoos are those who don’t wait or put any though into that tattoo.

My first tattoo was done on a wim but it came out really nice and I enjoy it still to this day. It’s a red rose with green petals and a tribal theme around it. I had it placed on the top of my foot and it flows beautifully. 

A funny thing happened

    A funny thing that happened was when Keri, Sara, and Krista when to subway after class and I had just ordered our food and I went to had Sarah her drink cup and some guy walked by and grabbed her cup and in shock I said “HEY! That’s not your f****** cup and your name isn’t Sarah, now is it.” I get very grouchy when I’m hungry and people don’t listen.

     But after that is when the real funny comes in. We were driving through the subway parking lot and there was a giant wooden deer sitting in the bushes and I thought it was a real deer for a second. So I slammed on the brakes and yelled “sh** there’s a deer!” I had my windows rolled down and everyone just started busting out laughing and I was really embarrassed.

     But not as embarrassing as the time my friend pissed her pants in bill grays. Her and her sister when there for lunch and what not and after they ate they went to leave. On the way out her sister walks into the glass window thinking it was the door. She slammed so hard into it she bounced back and the look on her face was priceless

After all that had happened she fell on the floor and started laughing really, really hard and before you know it there was a puddle beneath her. They loaded her in the car and sped out of there still laughing. To this day I don’t know how they drove home under the influence of heavy laughter.

Tornado's Attack!

Growing up in upstate New York you don’t see very many tornados, but if you travel out west its best you keep your eye on the sky at all times especially during tornado season. I was about 12 or 13 years old when my family and I decided to travel to Illinois to see my aunt, uncle, and cosines.  It’s about a day’s worth of traveling but if you travel with my mother it’s like two (lots of bathroom stops).

We headed out west and everything was going great until we get about 20 minutes away from my aunt’s house when a huge storm took place thunder and lightning everywhere then it started to rain heavily couldn’t see 2 feet in front of you. Then huge hail balls started to fall. At this point my mother is freaking out and she pulled up to this random house hoping they have a basement because we all knew there was a tornado nearby.

After pulling up we all ran out of the van and up to this lady’s house pounding on her door we ask to come in and she let us in. Come to find out she doesn’t have a basement only a little crawl space. She tells us her mother’s house is up the road and if we could take her with us. So we all run to the van hoping not to get hit with the baseball size hail that is coming down. We took off but could only go 20mph because we couldn’t see anything with the hellish winds and rain.

About a mile down the road my brother and I spot a small tornado forming in the field near us. We look at each other with big dinner place size eyes and swore not to tell mother because she would freak out even more, we just kept our eyes on it, in amazement of seeing a tornado form close up. We finally reach that woman’s mother’s house and the storm had already passed them. So we were safe and come to find out that were where three tornados near where we had driven through. 

Why is grass never greener on the other side of the fence?

Why is grass never greener on the other side of the fence? Many people ask themselves this questions at least once in their life time and I am here to answer that questions in a very easy understanding English way or “kindergarten style”  is what I call it. Just pay attention and ready for the ride of your reading life!

It all started when a man and a woman loved each other and a stork named Kippy. She had laid a golden egg in mid flight above their house; it dropped into the chimney and rolled to the middle of the living room where the man and woman lay watching Will and Grace peacefully. In a great excitement they jumped to their feet and pick up the ash covered egg placing it carefully in a display case for all to see. Not realizing it was a golden fertile egg that had within a great bird that could save the world, so in ignorance they leave him to die in an ash covered golden egg.

After weeks of being on display the egg had become smelly and mushy. This foul order had many people in fear of coming near the home thinking they were murdered by the ashy egg and the smell was form their bodies. However the man and woman decided to throw the rotten egg into their backyard in hope it would be gone with the retched smell it possessed. After doing this the couple woke up to a great surprise.

The next day they looked out onto their lawn and realized it was a lush healthy green color and the man decided to pain his fence white to match the grass. As he is standing on the latter he peers over the fence to find a dull grass. So that’s why grass is not greener on the other side, no magic ash covered golden eggs. 

Saddest day of Joe Bob Rainey. . .

The saddest day of Joe Bob Rainey was when his1969 Ford Mustang blew up, literary. It was on a summers’ day, on June 15, 1990. Bob, as he liked to be called, was working on the mustang’s engine giving it a fine tune up for next weekend’s race. At the time he was changing his oil and went over to the cupboard that has everything from window washer fluid to transmission fluid. Bob always double checked the labels so he didn’t accidently use the wrong fluids, which could cause serious damage to the mechanics of the car.

As Bob had grabbed for the oil, his wife Nora came into the garage and told him lunch was ready. Bob grabbed the transmission fluid instead and walked it over to the car and sat it down and preceded to poor it in the car. Not realizing what he was doing since Nora distracted him with conversion. He checks the dip stick a few times to ensure the oil levels are right then wipes off the engine and oil cap so the oil won’t smell. Then he heads in for a nice lunch, which is a turkey sub on white toasted bread and chicken noodle soup on the side.

After lunch Bob went out to test drive his mustang to make sure everything was running smoothly and also to gas up the car. On his way to the gas station Bob decides to take a long rout so the oil can have time to work through the engine and what not. After hitching his way on the highway he floors it to about 100mph and held it there for about 1000ft stretch (no idea how he didn’t get a ticket). After letting the car slow down he get off the highway there was a weird banging sound coming from the engine, so he pulls over and pop the hood and lit a cigarette then the car exploded and he died.

Exploding Brains...

I’m bored out of my mind, there is nothing to do and I feel like all I do is schoolwork. I’m house sitting for a friend out in Irondequoit watching her two dogs and three birds. Its great having a house to yourself but it sucks when you don’t have any friends around to come over and chill. The closest friend is like 15 minutes away and wont drive out here to see mee so I’m extra bored now. PLUS nothing to write about and I’m just filling spaces now with meaningless words.

Also I really don’t like my biology teacher, when she teaches it feels like your getting yelled at and she pulls childish high schoolish threats and it’s so annoying. I just want to walk up and scream in her face. OH! Then she confuses the Jesus out of everyone in lab, (or at least me and my lap partners) this makes me so mad just talking…err… Typing about it but it’s something I can use.

Then Friday she had us (my lab partners and I) write out or experiment for lab but gave us no real good outlines of what she wanted or expected, so after we did all that hard work she wanted us to e-mail her our written “experiment” to her. Of course she didn’t like it and blah, blah, blah, and it just makes me so angry that she wouldn’t check it Friday or give us good instructions or whatever. I really need to pass this class and she’s not helping at all just making it a lot harder by doing everything half-blah backwards.

However I’m not saying she’s a bad teacher just saying I don’t like her teaching methods. They don’t work for me and I don’t like to be treated like I’m some stupid kid who knows nothing or suspost to know everything.(depends on the teacher). Now that my head has exploded I think it’s time for a cigarette.