And it will be all my fault. Today I wrote an unwritten rule.

...like my pun? Get it.... I'm going to ask a question about something related to a fair. hahaha... c'mon, smile people!

Anyway, so here's the scenario. I'm re-designing the ticket's that we pass out so people can get on our show. Now I have come up with two designs, both the same, only they have different borders. Tell me which one YOU think would be better for a fair ticket...

For the report you have all been waiting for... my geek project is complete! (echo echo) No cheers? Hmph... well anyway. I have two partitions on my hard drive, a 40 gig and a 50 gig. XP's on the 50, Vista's on the 40. I havn't gotten around to installing Linux yet, but I will when I get some time. I gotta say, XP seriously plays games WAY... WAY better than vista. Games that wouldn't even run on vista are a breeze on XP. For instance... GRAW plays wonderfully now with the graphics at a medium/high level... it didn't even run on Vista with the graphics all the way down. I was impressed...
Oh something else kinda cool, I overclocked my graphics card. Maybe that doesn't sound impressive to most folk, I mean people do it all the time on desktops... I did it on my laptop!!!! (thanks for the suggestion Douglas) It's made a big improvement on my games and stuff. In 3DMark '05 I got 1200+ extra points by the overclocking... it was a 35% increase.


oh


what?


Am I boring y'all?


Onward then...

M'kay, so I'll'a be officially (opposed to?) hittin' da' road tomorrow 'round 'noon. (Did I put enough apostrophes in there for ya'?)
Seriously though, be praying for me if you can spare a moment or two with God... I'd appreciate it! The first carnival I'm going to is the Frog Festival in Rayne, LA (near Crowley)... I'm hoping they have some good fried frog legs... This fair will be from the 5th to the 9th, although technically the festival doesn't start until the 7th (Friday) so the first few days should be slow. When I talked to Uncle Jerry today he told me that Wednesday we'll be cleaning the trailer getting it ready and then we'll bring it out. Like I said, we probably won't have much action the first few days. According to my understanding we are traveling with the "Mitchel Bros" whoever they are... and we get into the fairs with them. That's a good way to get into the fairs, but the downside is we can't leave until they do. So it looks like we have to leave late Sunday afternoon... we might not even get to go to church this Sunday. That'll be weird.

Anywho... I'm going to go now, and do more nothing. I'll be posting pics of the fair, that is if I can find my camera charger.

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Verse 1
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In the beginning there was only lies.
They were small in number, harmless as flies.
The seeds were planted deep inside,
It then took root and produce fruit inside.

Deceit and arrogance I continually covered,
Kept from the light, never to be discovered.
In shadows of darkness appearing then gone.
Least it be scorched alive by rays of the sun.

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Chorus
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While soft feathers slowly fell around the ground that I dared not tread upon,
Running breathlessly on poisoned thorns I without fear calmly pursued on.

Lies believed, truth denied, the responsibility I should bear; all pushed aside,
Continually seeking unearned trust. Earning the prize, that thought had died.



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Verse 2
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My heart deranged, hardened, and worn,
As a slave I perused trust tirelessly on.
Denying the part that I had played,
Shunning the truth in blame I had made.

They pulled hard against death's grip,
"Leave me alone" I'd sharply quip.
Fervently they screamed and pleaded for me,
Wanting only from death for me to be free.

[Chorus]

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Verse 3
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Stiff bounds now bind my feet and hands,
Still I crawled on making demands.
A shroud of darkness had covered my eyes
There was no one left to hear my cries.

Because I'm blind no escape path's in sight,
If only I could see it's directly to my right.
Pushing and pulling me, He's still here,
He never left me to drown in my fear!


[Chorus]

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Verse 4
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Fruit of bitterness produced from lies,
The after taste is fetid leaving no lives.
Moments before death takes root,
The flower's bud appears deceptively cute.

Don't be fooled by the beauty of sin,
There's pain and anguish buried within.
If you are blind, bound, scarred or scared
Look to The One who will lovingly care.

Me'zsa tyerrd of wurk'n twelf pwus hour dayz on web pwojects.... must.... stop...

need to chill... CAN'T do it!!!! let me tell you about it...

first i was like

then i was like

and then i

then i was like

not really... not even

or

.now im

because im

that i'm


Got it?