I would rather

Um crap I hate doing this kind of thing.  There are not many more things I dislike more then this.  I guess an opera is one of those things... but um thats, that is not my point.  I am not going to fill up my time by talking about my dislike for operas... which I could easily do that.  No instead I am going to talk about how this scares the crap out of me, talking infront of all of um.... uh... you people.  I mean this freaks me out.  Every time I tried to start writing this prompt I just got nervous about getting up and saying it.  I mean every time I started, a different scenario in my head went off about how this was all going to go wrong.  It went from something as simple as me stut... stut.. stuttering alot and all of you laughing at me, or it was as weird as all of you turning into zombies and trying to eat me, with nothing to defend my self but THIS NOTE BOOK!.... that was a weird thought... But then I told myself James... there is no reason to freak out... they are not going to turn into zombies.  But seriously I do not know why this freaks me out.  I mean really I would rather be training a monkey to ride a unicycle, but I say that mainly because that actually sounds fun.  Maybe I should say something that isn't really fun so I can get my point across. I... I! would rather be tickeled to death... right now... by knives!  I would rather dress up as barnie! Go to some random 16 year old kid's birthday party as the entertainment and let them beat the crap out of me.  I would rather walk into the class right next to ours and just start (Screaming) screaming like a lunatic.  I would rather fly down to disneyworld spend three solid days riding its a small world... Are you guys getting me at all? But I guess it hasn't been to bad doing this... which I guess that means I am done ranting.

BLURB!!!

Ultimate showdown

This is the ultimate showdown... it is the ultimate destiny.  The fight of the century is taking place and guess who will win?! Will it be godzilla, optimus prime, or maybe even chuck norris.  Does is matter as you get your hype for the fight! NO IT DOESNT!!!!

Ringo

One man lives one man dies, this is the way all westerns must happen.  A good hearted man finds one lieing near to death and saves his life only to find that he is a rampaging monster spreading terror far and wide.  Will this man have to redeem him self for letting such an evil upon the land run free will he be able to stop... RINGO!

One in a million

There once was a man who got every thing he wanted... except the girl of his dreams.  Even though he had every thing to give her she still would not accept him.  Will this man ever win over this girls heart! will the girl shoot him... hopefully not.

There for you

A love taken for granted, a relation ship abused.  A couple straining the girl has never been very nice to her boyfriend but when she realizes that she is in love she has to let him know how she feels... even if that means appologizing to him.  BUM BUM BUM!

A poor Wayfaring man of Grief

Two men who have seen each other every once in a while, finally get to meet each other.  One seems sad but humble at the same time.  Later the humble man is in need of help will this stranger be able to help him, save him?!

Gandhi

I keep forgetting to remember who I am and what I want to do in my life.  I cant forget that I am not just some shadow that came after something great I am something great. That I dont have to worry if I dont impress every one or that I dont do the best at everything or that I dont make the cut. That I have to stop worrying about stupid thoughts like what would my brother do. When will we own ourselves completly.  Do I have to give in to my thoughts, do I have to fight them all the time.  Am I wrong for fighting my self and my own doubt.  Do I even know what I am talking about... no not really is there a fight constantly raging in all of us something like this I would like to think so. I just wonder is tonight the last time I will see the light...

The Hero Journey

Prince of Persia

OW:  Dastan is a boy who is living on the streets at the start of the movie. He lives by just going around but then his friend is being hurt by an unfair guard.  He trys to stop him and by doing this gets the kings attention and becomes a prince of persia.

Meeting with the mentor: after helping taking a city for the countries armies he meets with his father and his father talks with him.  Talking about how he is a good man.  But then tells him how a great man acts.

Call to adventure: His father dies and he is blamed.  He must run or be killed by his brothers.  He also has the princess of the kingdom they had just barley taken.

Refusal to Call: He does not listen to princess about the dagger and wants to go and see his fathers funeral in secret.

Crossing the Threshold:  He crosses the threshold when he realizes that no matter what he does his brothers will think that he killed his father and there is no way to prove it.

Tests, Allies, Enemies: Dastan goes to meet with his uncle who he thinks is the only man he thinks he can trust. But then he is betrayed and has to face a large amount of guards and his brothers.

Approach: After fighting his way out of the city he decides the only person he can trust is the princess and the only direction he can go is to help her return a sacred dagger which his uncle is after.

Ordeal: Dastan is caught by one of his older brothers and he convinces him that he did not kill his father. Right after that assassins come attack and his brother is killed.  Now he goes to his other brother convincing him the same showing the dagger he has can set back time he stabs himself and kills himself hoping his brother will set back time.

Reward: He is brought back and is able to fight his uncle which then sets time back to the day when they took the city with the magic dagger.

Call to Adventure

The Fish
I am Blarck, my days are acutally quite boring. I really do the same thing every day and never think about doing any thing different.  I am a Escamo Popcicle farmer.  I awake every day at 6am to go and check on my feilds of popcicles to make sure none of the hidous children of the nearby town come and still some during the night.  After that I start to work on my ChildCrow from 10 to 3.  It is an amazing invention that looks like a school teacher handing out homework.  From 4 to 7 I water my Popcicles.  From 7 to 10 I play video games then go to sleep and I repeat that every day.  But one day I found a giant fish in my fields. I go to this fish wondering how it got here when it starts speaking to me.  It tells me of a far off planet called Fishbowlea that is underseige by giant cat like creatures and how they need a hero to save them.  I tell him I cant because I have my home to watch after... later that day the sun comes out and melts all my popcicles and my igglo house.  I go back to the fish and accept his offer every thing I knew is now gone, such is a life of a popcicle farmer.

Songs with stories

Ringo

He lay face down in the desert sand
Clutching his six-gun in his hand
Shot from behind, I thought he was dead
But under his heart was an ounce of lead
But a spark still burned so I used my knife
And late that night I saved the life of Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo . . .)
I nursed him till the danger passed
The days went by, he mended fast
Then from dawn till setting sun
He practiced with that deadly gun
And hour on hour I watched in awe
No human being could match the draw of Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo... )
One day we rode the mountain crest
And I went east and he went west
I took to law and wore a star
While he spread terror near and far
With lead and blood he gained such fame
All throught the West they feared the name of Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo... )
I knew someday I'd face the test
Which one of us would be the best
And sure enough the word came down
That he was holed up in the town
I left the posse out in the street
And I went in alone to meet Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo... )
They said my speed was next to none
But my lightning draw had just begun
When I heard a blast that stung my wrist
The gun went flying from my fist
And I was looking down the bore
Of the deadly .44 of Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo... )
They say that was the only time
That anyone had seen him smile
He slowly lowered his gun and then
He said to me "We're even, friend"
And so at last I understood
That there was still a spark of good in Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo... )
I blocked the path of his retreat
He turned and stepped into the street
A dozen guns spit fire and lead
A moment later, he lay dead
The town began to shout and cheer
Nowhere was there shed a tear for Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo... )
The story spread throughout the land
That I had beaten Ringo's hand
And it was just the years, they say
That made me put my guns away
But on his grave they can't explain
The tarnished star above the name of Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo... )
(Ringo... Ringo... )
plot: Sherif goes after Ringo
character: Sherif and Ringo
conflict: He saved Ringo, and Ringo is bad
theme: You save someone you might be saving yourself later
setting: Old West

The Ultimate Showdown

Old Godzilla was hopping around
Tokyo City like a big playground
When suddenly Batman burst from the shade
and hit Godzilla with a Batgrenade
Godzilla got pissed and began to attack
but didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq
who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq Fu
When Aaron Carter came out of the blue

And he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal
Then they both got flattened by the Batmobile
but before it could make it back to the Batcave
Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave
and took an AK-47 out from under his hat
and blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat
but he ran out of bullets and he ran away
because Optimus Prime came to save the day

this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime
like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime
and then Shaq came back covered in a tire track
but Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back
and Batman was injured, and trying to get steady
when Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete
but suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped
Indiana Jones took him out with his whip

then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind
and he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find
'cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed
and Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist
then he jumped in the air and did a somersault
while Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault
onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air
then they both got hit by a Care Bear Stare

this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
this is the Ultimate Showdown...

angels sang out an immaculate chorus
down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris
who delivered a kick which could shatter bones
into the crotch of Indiana Jones
who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain
as Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne
but Chuck saw through his clever disguise
and he crushed Batman's head inbetween his thighs

then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White and
"Monty Python and the Holy Grail"'s Black Knight and
Benito Mussolini and The Blue Meanie and
Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie
Robocop, the Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader
Lo Pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger
Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan,
Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan
all came out of nowhere lightning fast
and they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass
it was the bloodiest battle the world ever saw
with civilians looking on in total awe

and the battle raged on for a century
many lives were claimed, but eventually
the champion stood, the rest saw their better:
Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater

this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
this is the Ultimate Showdown...
(The Ultimate Showdown)
this is The Ultimate Showdown...
(The Ultimate Showdown)
This is the Ultimate Showdown...
Of Ultimate Destiny
Plot: Every one must fight!
Character: Godzilla, Shaq, Batman, Aran Carter, Abraham Lincoln, Optimus Prime, Jacki Chan, Indiana Jones, Care Bear, Chuck Norris, Bruce Wayne, Gandolf the Grey, Gandolf the White,"Monty Python and the Holy Grail"'s Black Knight,Benito Mussolini and The Blue Meanie and,Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie,Robocop, the Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader,Lo Pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger,Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan,Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan, Mr. Rodgers
conflict:This is the ultimate showdown! only one will survive.
Theme: Dont mess with Mr. Rodgers
Setting: Tokyo City

Jealous

The poem I am jealous of is the poem Dog's Death by John Updike strangly enough.  The reason I choose this poem is because if you own a dog and actually care about it you cant help but feel emotion when you read this.  Its not the poem exactly that I am jelous but the emotion that this poem can create.  When I read it I felt sad I was thinking about my dog thinking he is getting old and he might pass soon.  It just created sad emotion for me then when nelson talked about it I knew I was not the only one who felt something.  I am jealous of the writers ability of making some one feel something, when they read a poem I dont care what emotion it is I just want them to feel a strong emotion.

Complaints

I'm tired of people being fake!
I'm tired of people lieing
I'm tired of people holding their thoughts in so they dont hurt your feelings
I'm tired of pressure
I'm tired of having to worry about who is really a friend
I'm tired of stereo types
I'm tired of being pushed aside
I'm tired of being compared to my brother
I'm tired listening to people's ignorance to others
I'm tired of my word not being enough
I'm tired of not being listened too
I'm tired of self rightous people
I'm tired of backstabbing liars
I'm tired feeling irritated
I'm tired of not hearing the truth!

Love is

Love is a light cutting through the dark
Love is pushing through the pain
Love is that moment your heart skips a beat
Love is asking how your day went every day
Love is listening to someones problems when they need you
Love is being there even when its not a good time
Love is staying with someone even in the hard times
Love is lamp....
Love is giving your life
Love is being ready to change
Love is wanting to change
Love is taking the blame
Love is taking the pain

Train of thought

What is that thing called when they show you those little ink blots on a peice of paper and tell you to tell them what it looks like?  I can never find out whats thats called.  Whats that other test called were they say one word and then you say something back!!!  Still no clue, why do they have all these stupid tests but no names.  Well atleast I dont know the names.  I hate trying to remember names I cant ever do that, why cant every one be named steve!  Steve steve steve.  Like that monkey in that movie cloudy with a chance of meatballs.  That was a good monkey, that was a good movie!   I wonder if this is really what Nelson wants to see in a journal a bunch of random thoughts.  I gots lot of random thoughts I am not sure thats what he wants but then again this is my random page so I can write what ever random thing I want!  Is this random though if its suppose to be something we want to right about then is this really random if its what I want.  But if I am just writing down my thoughts as they come through me it must be random... or not random because I am thinking it.  Unless its completly random of me to write this just out of my head.  How does a train of thought lead you from one subject to something completly unrelated I mean not even close to the starting subject.  It also seems to happen alot when your talking with someone and both people just keep on talking until its at a completly random spot, most the time atleast its completly random.

I'm thinking about you

I'm thinking about you like a heart thinks of its own beat
I'm thinking about you like calanders think of the year
I'm thinking about you like nachos think of cheese
I'm thinking about you like zombies think of nothing
I'm thinking about you like cars think about gas
I'm thinking about you like bad jokes think of Chuck Norris
I'm thinking about you like fish think of water
I'm thinking about you like good thinks of evil
I'm thinking about you like sweet thinks of sour
I'm thinking about you...

Orders to rock out!

You have been given direct orders to rock out
Rock out like your going to die
Rock out like you just won the lottery
Rock out like you got money
Rock out like you got a full night sleep
Rock out like your music does rock
Rock out like when no one is around

Introduction

Hey! My pen name is Blarck... I figure I didnt need a last name, or I was just to lazy to think of one, who needs a last name any way.  I guess I should start by saying that I like to read, I also like stuff that normally doesnt make much sense.  Why do things have to make sense for people to like them, things that make less sense normally make alot more sense if you just dont think about it.  But I am not sure thats very important to talk about right now.  I am excited to get this blog thing, this is my first time doing a bloggy thingy so this is going to rock!