Saturday, August 22, 2009

In WHO We Trust?

I got this in an e-mail, and I thought of sending it on -- but that seemed so casual. I want it posted here so I can say how important it is. I don't think any of the readers of my BLOG (if I have any left, considering how long it has been since last I posted) want God out of schools and work and our lives -- but I think we need to do more than support Him, I think we need to fight for Him. Our pledge of allegiance should say "One nation, under God", our currancy should read "In God we trust". We need someone to trust, or we're in trouble.

The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.


My confession:


I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees, Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are, Christmas trees.


It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, 'Merry Christmas' to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu . If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.


I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from, that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.


Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship celebrities and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where these celebrities came from and where the America we knew went to.


In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.


Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her 'How could God let something like this happen?' (regarding Hurricane Katrina). Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, 'I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?'


In light of recent events... terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found a few years ago) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shalt not kill; thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK.


Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave, because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem. We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said okay. (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide.)


Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.
Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with 'WE REAP WHAT WE SOW.'


Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says. Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing. Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.


Are you laughing yet?


Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it.
Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us.


Pass it on if you think it has merit.


If not, then just discard it... no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in.


My Best Regards, Honestly and respectfully,
Ben Stein

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Saving Hyrule One Dungeon at a Time


Yay! I have spent the past two days doing just about nothing save for playing Zelda: Ocarina of Time with C. Bai! I got her totally addicted -- I'm so proud of myself!

I cannot BELIEVE how long it has been since I last posted! And, it being summer, I have little to post about in any case. Next time something exciting happens to me, I'll post about it, promise (you'll be waiting a REALLY long time for such a post!).

My mother got me sleeping pills! They're amazing! I don't sleep at night -- pretty much an insomniac, but these pills knocked me out. And I woke up really refreshed, a thing that has not happened in ... EVER.

I saved Hyrule to-day! (Back to the Zelda thing, keep up.) Yeah, I conquered Gannondorf (and Gannon) and beat the game! It was amazing! And now I'm starting over.

I'm going to go play Zelda, actually. So much for posting. I promise I will... eventually.

I had pineapple with dinner!! It was delicious! Psych's back on SOON!!! Bailey and I are going to have a marathon... it's going to be amazing.

Okay, this was not a real post -- just a sneak preview for things to come. I'll post something real in a day or two, promise.

CURSE NAVAROG!!!!! Sorry, I'm rereading Fablehaven, and I just finished the third one and... UGH!!! It's almost infuriating to know what's going to happen, 'cause... 'cause... Agh! I don't want to give it away if you haven't read them!

I got sunburned at Bear Lake! OUCH! It hurts to WEAR CLOTHES! (That hasn't stopped me, promise.) Cry... sniffle... sob!

Okay, I'm going away. Some day I'll post something with sense.
Wait -- ME post something with SENSE?!?! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! That was a good one!

♥Captain Whitney
Today I am as happy as a seagul with a french fry!

Thursday, April 23, 2009

The Devil Made Me Do It


So... I'm still sick, and I missed my second day of play practice in a row. I'm REALLY worried about how Mr. Taylor is going to react!!! Anyways, because I've been sick and my mother finally talked me into it, I've spent all day: on Facebook!

Wow... if ever there was a waist of time, it was putting Flair on Facebook. Which has to be hypocritical statement of the year, for I have created so many Flair they won't let me add any more until tomorrow, and I've added so many to my corkboard that I ha dto move on to the second one. Sigh. I feel REALLY non-productive! It's really rather depressing. Maybe this was just the thing to get me back focused on school -- I'm READY to go back!!!
...well, at least to play practice....

Except that I still don't feel good.

I'm really depressed.... Sigh. Oh well.

Captain Whitney
Boys are like lava-lamps: fun to look at, but not very bright.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

holding out for spring break


I am SOOOOO ready for Spring "Keep"!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Don't ask on the keep thing) All of my teachers have Spring fever, and it's driving me crazy! Mrs Hancock, my English teacher, started filling out detention slips on Monday and waited almost anxiously for us to do something so she could give them to us. Mr Crazy Head Taylor was in a REALLY bad mood today -- my friends all say they're scared of him, but I just laughed at them: until TODAY, when I descovered that Mr C.H.T. can be scary!!! Luckily he lightened up before Play Practice ended. I think Grandma's in a bad mood too.... Sigh.

I'm holding out well, though! I'm actually pretty happy!!! I just want to give everyone else a break, so that when I see them again THEY will be happy.
Kendra and I are writing the SPIFFIEST of all SPIFFY books! I play DEATH, she LOVE -- and each of us has to find a new student to train to take our position, so's we can retire. So Kendra plays my student, Fredrick (who's a girl ... don't ask), training to be DEATH, and I play her student, the yet-to-be-named LOVE in training, who's a guy. The great thing is, she's really sweet, loves animals, and hates killing people -- in fact, she REALLY REALLY REALLY doesn't want to be DEATH. And my character would rather play video games than hook people up -- he thinks love is grody, but now it's his job to make people fall in LOVE. Tee-hee. It's really fun.
**What should I name LOVE????**

So ... Drama is consuming my life, but I have found time to work on my latest book (I know, I KNOW, FINISH one already!!!). This one's called Disbelieved, and it's about a girl (Rebecca Hutchinson) who has an Imaginary Friend (Jake, her knight without shining armor ('cause that's stuff's awful uncomfortable)), but then she stops believing in him, because she's eleven and grown up. He gets sent to the cold, desolate planet of Brilliantis -- but he fights his way back to Earth, arriving when Becky is twenty one and most in need of his assistance. She just broke of her engagement with Some Dude, she hates her job, she's failing all her classes... I dunno'. She's in a rut.
Jake has to work to get her to believe in him. It's a really sweet story, I think. I'm really enjoying the writing process (in the few moments I can scrape together to write).

I'M GOING TO PHANTOM TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!! And it had better be pretty awesome, 'cause I paid twenty bucks for the ticket! It'll be cool -- we get a back-stage tour and everything. AND I get to skip out on Science Class (it's almost worth the $20 just for that....)

I've been keeping up on my homework!!! I'm actually really proud of myself, stupid though that sounds. I've been doing my B-Day homework ON B-Days (what a concept!) and my A-Day homework on A-Days (no!). I only have a VERY SMALL amount of Geography homework to do today.

OH MY HECK!!! We have the awesomest Geography assignment!!! (Despite the fact that awesomest is not a word) We were all really annoyed with Ms Cox when she told us we had homework over Spring Keep, but after we heard what it is, I'm all excited! I can't talk about it, 'cause it's supposed to be SECRET, but I'll post after I do it!

As you may be able to tell, I'm in a really random mood. Play practice was physically and emotionally draining, and I don't really feel like doing anything, so I'm just writing everything that comes to this complicated little head of mine.
But that's why you love me, right?

Anyways, I'm going to go away now, while I still maintain a speck of sanity.
Captain Whitney
And Peter Pan chose this particular house because there were people here who believed in him.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

51 Things in my Bedroom...


...because I ought to be doing my homework -- or sleeping (what a novel idea!).


1. A thing pretending to be a closet

2. A teensy-weensy custard (that I chose over a giant one)

3. A penguin pillow that says: MOO!

4. Penguin quilt

5-9. Some of my penguin collection

10. Spiffy fadora

11. A broken wall mirror

12. Spinny chair

13. Rabbit lamp

14-19. My Wodehouse books

20. The Three Amigos VHS

21. backpack

22. vanity

23. Partially mutilated green bunny

24. Serial killer baby chicken

25. telephone

26. Unicorn

27. Typewriter

28. Hobbes

29. Marvin

30. Zounds

31. Jewelry box

32. Printer

33. DVD player

34. BzzAgent box

35. horse

36. cow

37&38. Matching armchairs with mis-matching legs

39. filing cabnet

40. stool

41. roll-top desk

42. giant spool of string

43. white Ikea dresser

44. green tiara

45. Crib/bed

46. white board

47. game cube

48-50. Fablehaven 1-3

51. ME!


...Not that anyone cares. This one chic did it on her blog, and I thought it was kind of a fun idea. Mostly, I ought to be finishing my story for Creative Writing (or, as I say, sleeping), and I'm not, so I had to be doing something else.


I have a TON to post about ... hopefully I'll find time tomorrow.


I was rereading my old blog today. Rather painful. I hope I don't sound nearly so stupid on this one....

Sigh. Always depressing to think yourself really clever and then find out that you really aren't. Tee-hee, oh well. It's your time you're wasting, reading my Random Babbelings of Nonsensical Nothingness. And at least there's pineapple, right?


Captain Whitney


Don't get eaten by brownies!

Monday, March 23, 2009

I Am But Mad When the Wind Blows Nor-Nor-East


My director is so bipolar! He's in L.A. today, so we figured we didn't have play practice, so I called Uncle Stephan to pick me up at 2:25. Then Mr. Taylor told Portia that we did have play practice -- so I telephoned my uncle and asked him to pick me up after play practice (whenever that was). Then Crazy Head texted Portia and said we only have play practice if the choir teacher was willing to be adult supervision and help us out -- which, apparently, she was not, for now we don't have play practice. I telephoned Uncle Steven and asked him to pick me up at 2:25 -- and let's hope this is the last time.

I skipped out on lunch today to finish my play for Drama -- then had to hang out in the computer lab during mentoring to continue. I figured I would end up having to finish it at home and hope Mr. Taylor didn't kill me. Then our substitute told us we would be spending the class period working on our plays. So, thusly, I finished forty minutes early and am now writing a blog post which you may or may not be reading (I would assume that you are, but I could be mistaken).
Anyways, luckily for me, we had an auction in Seminary today, and I bought a mini-box of Froot Loops, so I did not go lunchless. HOORAY for Seminary!!!! Today we talked about the repentance process -- which was fun and all but now my faerie blood is taking over. SO on to another topic!

No, I really do think I have faerie blood. Kimberly and I were discussing this, because I can't hold a conversation on one topic for longer than approximately thirty seconds. Everyone knows that faeries are flighty, and it's actually something I talk about in mine and Anit's book Carson's School for the Future.

I finished organizing my room yesterday -- it wasn't really like cleaning, because going through all my papers was relaxing and way fun! (Okay, this is my justification -- mostly, my OCD nature took over and I couldn't leave the papers scattered all over my room the way they were) My room looks better than it has since I moved in to my Grandparents'! (That apostrophe is very important....)
Also yesterday, I had a Rex Harrison marathon! I watched all two movies with him that I know of! My Fair Lady and The Ghost and Mrs. Muir! They were positively amazing (just like they were the last time I watched them)!!! My Fair Lady is actually my most recent obsession -- I tend to collect those. In fact, I was being mocked for my obsessions during History today, because I was squealing over Psych and how DEPRESSED I am that it's over 'till JUNE!!!! (WHAAA!!! I'm still depressed ... and now I'm craving pineapple!) Obsessions make me happy, and keep my occupied....
Mainly, I'm a Drama queen -- if I'm even remotely affiliated with something, I'm passionate about it. I get it from my mother, so blame her.

Anyways, don't eat the cat!

♥/Captain Whitney

"Going into theater is like asking for admission into an insane asylum."