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December 13, 2003
Pranks on the Radio
Go here, and listen to this hilarious audio clip. Make sure you read the passage first.
Perfect man
Is it actually possible I have found the perfect man? I don't know, what do you think. A picture of him is in the extended entry.
BLOBS!
Nothings cooler then a pet Blob.... Except maybe Two! And when One's Pink! and Two's Mulit. Yeah that's what they're called. One and Two. Woot. You can get a blob here.
Boredom is a very powerful thing..
December 12, 2003
He's mad...
Just because I stole his sack. I mean, its not like I tore it open and emptied it! I did nothing of the sort, in fact I'm looking at it right now. I even sprayed it with some Fabreez to make it smell better. So now it wont smell like guy sweat and yucky stuff. I mean just think of where its been! Its a horid thought. So MV is mad, and wont give me a hug until I return his sack. Can't say I blame him though. I'd be mad if someone stole my nuts or balls (as in chains/necklaces). Oh well.
And for all of you that have very dirty minds, I was discussing MV's Hacky Sack. Hehe.
Religion and school
SHOULD NEVER BE MIXED. End of story.
No not really. I was in Government class today, bored out of my skull, talking with a couple friends, Thom, Jane, Bobby, and Wally (all names changed), working on my worksheet. Well some how the guys and Jane started discussing religion. Thats when I zoned out for a good long time, and just worked on my worksheet for a good 15 minutes. Until suddenly the phrase "Jesus was a bastard" sunk through my fog. Needless to say my head snapped up and I was like "What in the world are you talking about?!?!" Meanwhile, no one listened to me. Thom was getting very agitated, because they we're pretty much attacking his beliefs. I think it started friendly, but don't quote me on that. So Thom was trying to get his voice hear, and it wasn't working. I was just in a group of my own trying to shut them up. I failed. Finialy, after 15 more minutes Thom had enough. He got up and talked to the teacher, and went into the hall till the end of class. I was ready to go join him when the bell rang.
I'm sure you know that I'm not religious, but I do know that you don't go blantly insulting a religions holy figure. No matter what religion. Wether your insulting Budda, Mohamad, Jesus, or any other such guy, You Just Don't Do It. Period.
As for religion in school, no way, no way at all should they mix. Unless your learning how they started, and how they affected the world, it should not come up. Catch me any time out of school, and I'll gladly sit and discuss religion with you, but bring it up in school, and you will have a VERY irate Mookie.
You would think...
I had asked her (my sister) to give up her first born to the Baby-Eating-Spider-Worshippers. All I did ask was for her help to clean my room, after her movie. And she's the one LIVING in my room for a month. Notice I'm letting her finish the movie? I could be a royal B****, but I'm not. Gr. Oh well.
December 10, 2003
Quick and dirty method...
Okay theres a lot of dead guys to catch up on, so I'm just going to give you the links.
Sahib Lateef Al-Mosawi Died 12-06-00
Christopher Cornelius Goins Died 12-06-00
Daniel Joe Hittle died 12-06-00
Claude Howard Jones Died 12-07-00
Desmond Keith Carter 12-10-02
Ernest West Basden
Executed December 6, 2002 by Lethal Injection in North Carolina
63rd murderer executed in U.S. in 2002
812th murderer executed in U.S. since 1976
1st murderer executed in North Carolina in 2002
22nd murderer executed in North Carolina since 1976
The victim was killed on January 20th 1992
Summary:
Basden shot Billy White twice in a murder-for-hire scheme devised by co-conspirators James Lynwood Taylor, his nephew, and Sylvia Ipock White, the victim's wife. Taylor pretended to be a wealthy businessman wanting to buy insurance and lured White to a wooded rural area. Taylor and Basden drove to the designated spot and waited. When White arrived, Taylor got out of his car and introduced himself, then Basden got out of the car and picked up a twelve-gauge shotgun he had placed on the ground. Basden pointed the gun at Billy and pulled the trigger. The shotgun did not fire because Basden had not cocked the hammer back. Basden then cocked the hammer and fired. Billy was knocked to the ground. Basden removed the spent shell casing and loaded another shell into the shotgun. Basden then approached Billy, who was lying face up on the ground, and while standing over him, shot him again. As agreed, Taylor gave his cash-strapped uncle $300 for the killing. Both Taylor and Basden later confessed to their roles in the killing. Mrs. White is currently serving two consecutive life sentences. Taylor is serving a life sentence.
Citations:
Final Meal:
Basden did not request anything special for his last meal Thursday night, choosing instead to eat what all others at Central Prison ate. The menu included breaded veal, brown gravy, mashed potatoes, three-bean salad, mixed vegetables, slices of loaf bread, an orange and fruit punch.
Final Words:
"I killed Billy White. I'm sorry for it. And I pray that his family will come to forgive me and let time heal their wounds. And that's all we can do."
Robbie James Lyons
This is the end of this Years for now, there maybe more, I'm gonna look them up. I've been just copying the last two, mostly because I'm lazy, you'll get my normal wit back on the next one. Honest.
December 5. 2003
Last Meal: pizza and lasagna, both made to follow Muslim dietary rules, and a Pepsi.
The skinny: Lyons, 31, was executed for a 1993 shooting murder during an attempted robbery at a grocery store.
Legal Machinations: Defense lawyers had said Lyons shouldn't be executed because he had a personality disorder and poor legal representation during his case.
Governor choses "cowardice" and "brutality": The Rev. Jesse Jackson sent Easley a letter urging clemency for Lyons.
"I have the deepest sympathy for the victims of violent crime and their families and loved ones left behind - but the death penalty is not the best way to acknowledge their grief," the letter said.
"By granting clemency in this case you would be setting an example of courage over cowardice, of humanity over brutality."
Easley said Thursday night he found no reason to reduce the sentence of Robbie James Lyons to life in prison, eliminating the prisoner's final chance to avoid the death penalty.
Last words and such: "If my death brings another person happiness, then I'm happy for them."
Factoids: The execution was the seventh by the state this year, the most since 1949.
Lyons was the...
65th murderer executed in U.S. in 2003
885th murderer executed in U.S. since 1976
7th murderer executed in North Carolina in 2003
30th murderer executed in North Carolina since 1976
Ivan Murphy
Another case of my neglect. Sorry. Oh and dad, I'm not giving up on the dead guy.
December 4, 2003
...Cool Whip, delicious dessert topping or a criminal's worst enemy...or both?
Last Meal: Four pieces of fried chicken (white meat), five pieces of deep fried fish, four deep fried breaded pork chops, extra-large order of french fries, large order of onion rings, ketchup, tarter sauce, one pint Blue Bell Moollennium Crunch ice cream, two quarts of chocolate milk. He probably got vanilla ice cream, a prison spokeswoman said.
The skinny: Murphy, 38, a former mechanic with an extensive criminal record in Oklahoma was executed for fatally beating an 80-year-old woman he'd known since childhood.
The crime: Murphy and an accomplice went to Murphy's old neighborhood where he was known as "Pee Wee," to rob the woman. She invited them in and offered him ice cream because she knew him.
``She died in her own chair in her own living room. It was horrible,'' said former Grayson County District Attorney Robert Jarvis. ``They took either her cane and or a sawed-off shotgun they brought with them and just beat her as she sat in her chair.''
The accomplice was sentenced to life in prison.
Cool Whip, Crime fighter: Strawberry ice cream in a plastic bowl helped convict Murphy of the 1989 slaying.
"We dusted the inside of a Cool Whip bowl and found his fingerprint," said former Grayson County District Attorney Robert Jarvis, recalling evidence in Murphy's capital murder trial.
Besides the fingerprint, jewelry taken from the victim was linked to Murphy, and traces of the woman's blood were found on his clothes.
Last words and such: "This is a celebration of life, not death," Murphy said in a brief final statement while strapped to the death chamber gurney. "Through Jesus Christ we have victory over death." He thanked Pope John Paul II and others for prayers, love and support. ``I want to thank everybody around the world and Father, let your will be done.''
Maybe Not: The victim's son said Murphy's comments were nothing but ``religious babble'' because he never admitted he was guilty. ``Just howling in the trees, just wind in the trees. Without true remorse, it means nothing.''
Factoids: Murphy is the second of five scheduled to die in Texas over the next eight days.
Murphy was the....
64th murderer executed in U.S. in 2003
884th murderer executed in U.S. since 1976
24th murderer executed in Texas in 2003
313th murderer executed in Texas since 1976
This summary was compiled from various news accounts.
Richard Charles Ducan
I actually had this one typed up, but I never remembered to post it. Heh.
December 3, 2003
..."it was all about money"...
Last Meals: fried chicken (three chicken breasts--well done), french fries, lettuce, tomato, berry cobbler and a coke.
The skinny: Duncan, 61, was executed for the slayings of his boyfriend's parents at their Houston home more than 16 years ago. Duncan hoped to share the $500,000 life insurance of the couple to save the failing computer business he ran with the couple's son and another man.
"It was all about money," prosecutor Kelly Siegler said.
Unsolved: The brutal murders had gone unsolved for six years when Houston police got a break.
Solved: Robert John Alexander knew who did it, and he could no longer live with his troubled conscience. Alexander gave police the evidence they needed to convict Duncan, his former roommate and lover who also had a relationship with the victim's son, Gary High.
The crime: The trial portrayed Duncan as the manipulative, dictatorial leader of "a family" made up of himself, Alexander and Gary High.
The three had developed a thriving computer business that was doing well until 1987, when the oil business went bust.
Alexander testified that Duncan had talked of killing the Highs so that Gary High would benefit financially.
Police at first thought the couple died accidentally of asphyxiation because they smelled gas and found a gas grill connected to an open jet behind the washing machine.
They found the wife, on her bed and the husband, 72, lying in a pool of blood on the kitchen floor, where police initially thought he had died from gas fumes after falling and striking his head.
But investigators soon found evidence of something more sinister. the wife had been smothered to death and placed on the bed with a book beside her as if she had fallen asleep reading. Her reading glasses, however, were across the room.
Although Duncan was a prime suspect at the time, police did not have enough evidence to convict him until Alexander contacted them in 1993, saying he wanted to clear his conscience. Alexander, who had become involved with another man, was no longer living with Duncan.
Alexander was granted immunity for his testimony. He agreed to call Duncan at his home in Seattle and record the phone conversations.
Duncan implicated himself in the phone conversations and was arrested Feb. 3, 1994, in Seattle.
Last words and such: Asked if he had a final statement, Duncan said he did not but replied: "Now that I see my family here and everything, all I want to say is I love you all so much. I'm innocent and you know that." As the lethal injection started, Duncan continued to look toward the five friends her referred to as family, saying, "They're so beautiful. Aren't they?"
Factoids: Duncan is the first of five scheduled to die in Texas over the next eight days.
Duncan was the....
63nd murderer executed in U.S. in 2003
883nd murderer executed in U.S. since 1976
23nd murderer executed in Texas in 2003
312th murderer executed in Texas since 1976
Bikes
So I asked MV to help me with a problem. The problem is simple. I need transportation that I can operate myself. I'm too poor/young to drive a car, so I thought bike. I have a bike too. Problem is I can't ride the bike. Or at least not out of my street. Doesn't do me much good at the moment. So here I am talking to MV and I'm contemplating transportation in the back of my mind. And I've been playing with the idea of a Moped. Not a regular dork moped, but one that looks kind motorcycle-ish while on the road. Got apperances to think of here. Heh. And in my mind, I don't want to get on a Moped until I can sufficiently ride my bike. No small thing here. Remember I'm 15.
So there I was talking with MV practicaly offering my dignity on the sacraficial offer. I asked "Can you teach me to ride a bike?" You know what his response was? "You were joking. Right?" Said in a semi-panicy voice. I regreted my question. Only a few people know that I can't ride a bike. Generaly the responses are like that one, or "You poor, POOR, deprived child."
He said no.
So I asked my friend, SMV (Second Male Version) his response? "YOU DON'T KOW HOW TO RIDE A BIKE? MY GOD! YOUR A FREAK!" Thanks guy, thanks a lot.
Males suck. I still need/want a moped. I hate bikes.
December 09, 2003
LMAO!
So you might ask me if I am a moron. And my answer is... Yes. But I am a moron with a dream! And that my friend is the most dangerous Moron there is.Brought to you by the Gar-field Drama Program's one act show, origionaly produced and preformed by the Reduced Shakespear Company.
If you are in the Metro are, you have to come. For several reasons. First of all, I will be there *grins*, and everyone loves me! Second-It is Hilarious. Third-Me. Forth-It doesn't cost an money to get in the door. And you see not one, but 8 high schools preform. (The other highschools will Obviously suck in comparison to Gar-field, but hey, what can I say.)
So if your in the Metro are, even if you arn't. Come see the show! Granted any one over sea's is escused... Maybe.
I WONT NEED THERAPY! hehe. or at least not yet.
On a brief note, before I start the actuall post. I can't get therapy until I can spell it. Oh boy.
H wrote an interesting post. It was about a confused little girl. Who grew up into a confused woman. My response: Crap-o-la! I'm doooooomed!!!! *starts humming* doom doom doom, DOOM d00m doom d00m DOOM dOOm... (ect). If you don't understand the Doom reference (Invader Zim) forget it. Anyway. What H wrote made a lot of sense to me. At one point she mentioned that the confused little girl talked about everything under the sun-but none of it actually mattered.
Can I say, once again, THANK GOD/GODDESS (gotta be politically correct and represent both genders equally) ! I THOUGHT I NEEDED THERAPY! I'M NOT ALONE!
Yes dad, you heard me right, the crap-o-la that I tell you, is just that. Hehe. Sorry. Yeah. So anyway. Calming down. I just wanted to say, that if you haven't read H, or that post, go do it now or I will Remove Your Reason For Wearing Pants. Or Shirt if your female. (Got that little line from George Of The Jungle.)
Can you tell I'm just a tiny bit hyper? Maybe its the concept that I'm not a complete tard. Just a semi one.
Oh and H, Thanks.
Randomness and Tidbits
I'm still alive. Just wanted to make that clear. And I still want to do the Dead Guy Of The Day, I just have't had the proper... whats a good word? Will? Motivation? Eh. Lets face it, I'm lazy. Anyway..
I was going to post my essay comparing Night by Elie Wiesel, and All Quiet on the Western Front, but I'm faced by a couple problems. First and foremost, the teacher has a program called "Turn It In-dot-com". Where it checks all papers for how close they match the internet. Can you say "crappers"? Cause I sure can- not because I was going to cheat- but because I can't post it. *sighs* The second issue is that I haven't writen it yet. Hehe. Actuall I have some of it done, 2 and a half paragraphs out of 5. And the rough draft isn't due till friday. I'm pacing my self (as the little voice in my mind goes "Yeah Right"
Speaking of Yeah Right I once read an article where a college profesor was talking to his students about language. And the professor says "In most languages a double negative is still a negative. Except for English in which a double negative is a positive. But in NO language does a double positive equate to a negaitve." At this point all the student consider this amazing fact for a few seconds as the professor feels superior. A few seconds pass before a student in the back of the room pipes up and says "Yeah, right"
Hehe. That tickles my thoughts. hehe
So I've been going through old CDs I've managed to scrounge up (aka. out of Robyn's case) and I found the old Matchbox20 CD. Can you say YIPPEEE!! I didn't even realize I missed it. Hehe. I've been listening to it going, "damn-why did I ever give her that..."