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Goodbye Bucky. You have been good to me. I will never forget you. They way you would break down on the side of the freeway at midnight. The way I fondly placed surfing stickers all over you so it would seem that you were just my "surfing car" and my real car was simply in the shop. The way you smelled moldy for a week after it rained for five minutes. The way your seat belt would never buckle so I was driving illegally for a year. The way your air conditioning was the best air conditioning I have ever known. The way your treated me when I napped between classes. The way you were missing a hubcap. The way you started violently shaking if I went over 65 on the freeway, and why my parents loved you for that. You were an automatic way to ensure my parents that I would not and could not speed. I loved how you were a woody wanna-a-be. How you were 20 years old and still would haul my entire family with all of our bags, including all 10 bags Kirsi always brings. How your heater never worked and dad had to buy me one. How I could never completely get the dog hair out of you. They way you would take me and all my friends on a road trip and save us from having to take a sobriety test from the cops. (thats another post) The way your trunk had to be propped up with a stick to keep it from smacking me in the head. How your gas gauge would lie to me and say half when it was truly empty. Bucky where ever you are in car heaven, know that I will miss you and you will never be able to be replaced. (but when you are it will be with a newer, working, car.) Bucky you have been well loved and will continue to hold a place in our hearts.

R.I.P. Bucky Kentucky

5 Reasons to be a Follower of Savanahs Blog

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Everyone should be a follower of my friend Savanahs blog.

1. She posts more than I do which might be a plus.
2. She's beautiful
3. As a 17 year old still has a GINORMOUS crush on Nick Jonas.
4. Has a hilarious little sister who cries at least twice a day on a schedule. My favorite story ever is when she came running to Megan (other sister) crying. When Megan asked her why she was crying she sobbed "I don't know!".
5. She's friends with me, so she has to be cool.
Word

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As you should know, this is Ryan Seacrest. I found this on the Internet. The caption read. . . .

"Don't Worry. There is still HOPE."

S. B.

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On Sunday History was made in our house. For twenty-something years my parents have been married. And in that time they have never ONCE watched the Superbowl. Well for the first time ever Mika made us watch it on Sunday. It just felt weird. Mika kept telling us that we had to watch it because we would be watching history in the making. My dad replied by saying "if you make us watch it, that right there is history in the making". So Mika turned it and and twenty minutes later I look over from my computer and everyone, including Mika, was asleep. Super exciting stuff obviously.

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I have the hardest time wanting to read my scriptures before I go to bed. I can never seem to do it in the morning and in the day time is too hard. Bedtime is the only time it can get done but I'm ashamed that it is usually about the last thing I want to do after I have jumped in my big cozy bed. Recently i have come across a solution to this problem. My motivation?? Rapunzel. Yes Rapunzel is my motivation. Why? Because I have an AWESOME Rapunzel bookmark that was given to me by the nice woman working at Disneyland. I use it as it is supposed to be used. As a bookmark. And ever since I have started this I simply can't wait to read my scriptures so that I can look at it and get all giddy. :) Hey whatever works, works.

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Can you spot whats wrong with this picture??

And no, it is not my messy hair.



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This is an email I received earlier today. It is terrifying!



"MAKE SURE YOUR DAUGHTERS, FRIENDS, RELATIVES, ETC. KNOW!


This was written by a guy from KVLY-TV in Fargo .


This is something that happened to us on the way back from vacation last


week. At first I didn't think much of it until now. The reason we were a


little suspicious is we had been riding in a jeep all day with 100


degree temps and we stopped at a truck stop for something to drink.


When I was leaving, a young girl followed me out and asked what kind of


cologne I was wearing. Well, after 7 hours in the car sweating, I


don't think you could tell if I was or was not wearing any cologne. We just got in the jeep and said no thanks.


Then it was about 3 weeks ago, I was at a service station in Birmingham


getting gas. It was about 9:30 pm. I was approached by 2 men and 2 women


in a car. The man that was driving asked me 'What kind of perfume do you


wear?' I was a bit confused and I asked him 'Why?' He said, 'We are selling some name brand perfumes, at cheap prices. I said I had no money. He then reached out of the car and handed me paper that was laminated; it had many perfumes on it. I looked quickly at it and gave it back. I said, have no money. He said it is OK, we take check, cash, or credit cards. Then the people in the car began to laugh. I just got in my car and said no thanks.


Then I received this e-mail yesterday and it sent chills up my spine.


Please read this. It is no joke. Here is the e-mail I was sent:


Dear Friends:


I know not all of you are women that I am sending this to, but am hoping


you will share this with your wives, daughters, mothers, sisters, etc.


Our world seems to be getting crazier by the day. Pipe bombs in mail


boxes and sickos in parking lots with perfume. Be careful. I was


approached yesterday afternoon around 5:30 PM in the Wal-Mart parking


lot by two men asking what kind of perfume I was wearing. Then they


asked if I'd like to sample some fabulous scent they were willing to


sell me at very reasonable rate. I probably would have agreed had I not


received an e-mail warning of a 'Wanna smell this neat perfume?' scam.


The men continued to stand between parked cars, I guess to wait for


someone else to hit on. I stopped a lady going towards them, pointing at


them and told her about how I was sent an e-mail at work about some one


walking up to you at the malls or in parking lots and asking you to


SNIFF PERFUME that the y are selling at a cheap price or at least


compare to which one you like best.


THIS IS NOT PERFUME... IT IS ETHER!


When you sniff it, you'll pass out. They'll take your wallet, your


valuables and heaven knows what else. If it were not for this e-mail, I


probably would have sniffed the 'perfume' but thanks to the generosity


of an e-mailing friend, I was spared whatever might have happened to me


I wanted to do the same for you.


PLEASE PASS THIS ALONG TO ALL YOUR WOMEN FRIENDS AND PLEASE BE ALERT AND BE AWARE. IF YOU ARE A MAN AND RECEIVE THIS, PASS IT ON TO YOUR WOMEN FRIENDS.


Ladies, this happened to me yesterday and I didn't smell the perfume


either, thanks to this email. This is true. Believe me, I know. I was


over by Big Lots in the parking lot at lunch time when I was approached.


So either day or night, it does not matter. There were 3 guys together


when I was approached . I called the police when I got back to my desk.


Like the email says above, LET EVERYONE KNOW ABOUT THIS - YOUR FRIENDS, FAMILY, CO-WORKERS, whomever. It helped me. The first thing that popped into my head was this e-mail warning."

Monster Drinkers

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When Monster drinks and the like first came out me and my siblings had a very sound talking to from my dad about them. He says they are gateway drugs and that under no circumstances is it ok for us to drink them. He associates them with the kids who sell drugs behind Vons. You know kind. The ones where their parents didn't buy them a belt to keep their pants up. The ones that zip around on skateboards or bikes. The kind the cops always seem to talking to and keeping tabs on. Whenever dad sees someone walking on the side of the street with the above description he always says to whoever is in the car "Monster drinker". One of my favorite times he did this is when we were walking by a dark ally on our way to SLO Farmers, there were some kids hanging out in the dark and he looked straight at them and said "Monster drinkers", and kept walking. Needless to say it was the best moment of my life. Me, Matt, and Mika burst out laughing I thought we would explode. Dad didn't get what was so funny. But it was too funny to forget about.

Naturally when I saw this picture in the AGHS parking lot I immediately snapped a shot and sent it to my dad. He responded by saying "Where can I get one?" It was great.

Then for Christmas I made my mom get him an HitMan Monster drink. He opened it and didn't know what to do with it. Once he realized what it was he couldn't stop laughing. Then he immediately wanted to throw it away but we made him keep it. :) It sits in his closet staring him down everyday. :)

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Read about my smooth texting skills here. I'm a sly dog. What can I say??

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Not only do we play tennis after church while we are waiting for our mom to stop talking. We also try to see how many human bodies we can fit in Kirsi's trunk. Only Mac and Mika fit unfortunately.