Two topics of conversation tonight:
First off.....For the longest time I always proclaimed a ham and cheese sandwich (on wheat, with Mayo) to be the greatest sandwich ever. The ham, cheese, mayo, and wheat bread combine to make such an amazing taste. But now, ladies and gentlemen, I think there may be a competitor. What could possibly challenge the Ham and Cheese? What could defeat the king of the mountain? What sandwich threatens to slay thee almighty dragon? Behold, the Peanut Butter and Honey sandwich. See, the beauty of this combination is the honey. The honey makes the peanut butter a little sweeter and a little less sticky. In fact, not to border on peanut butter blasphemy, with the honey on there.....milk is really not needed. Hey now, don't kill the messenger. Go ahead, try it. It's good. I promise.

Ok, topic #2. It has come to my attention that a Rockford-ite reads this blog. Well tie me to a tree and kick me in the pants! I didn't think any Rockfordians had this link! Neat-o. I dunno, I guess this isn't really a good topic of conversation, but jeez....I've strayed away from many a topic mainly because nobody would understand what I'm talking about, then delete the link from their computer, poke out their eyes, burn all the hair off their body, and then tattoo a big telephone on their back. Or not.....that was uncalled for. I apologize. At anyrate. Look forward to some upcoming posts regarding those crazy Rockfordillians......even though LHS and Wartburg combined are probably bigger than the entire population. Craziness. To think, at one point in my life I actually thought that Rockford was the be-all, end-all town. Oh well. Sorry.

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I Said I Want You Boomin' Granny
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--Boomin Granny, by the Beastie Boys
More Classic Lyrics can be found at Beastie Mania under the "music" link.

Alright, so why in the world would i want to post on Christmas Eve? Especially at 11pm on Christmas Eve? Well, my parents are at the final church service for the evening (I had to go to 3 of them and decided I wasn't needed for the 4th) and am just doing some random stuff before I decided to hit the sack. But I was sitting and watching T.V., drinking egg nog, when I wondered what exactly you would put in it to "spike" it. I can't imagine what would taste good. So that is my question for all of you. What does one put in egg nog to give it some extra ZIP? And with that, I bid you a good night and Happy Festivus. (It's a holiday for the rest of us).

On the blogger homepage there is a post suggesting you give someone the gift of a "blog" for christmas. Wait! Don't start laughing yet, that isn't the funny part. At the end of the post, it exlaims "Happy Festivus!" Do you know what that's from? Seinfield! Awesome.

Last night was crazy. After I made that post, I went downstairs to go to bed. At 8:30. If I was at school, then I would've gotten up again at 11pm and finished homework until 4am....then gotten up for class at 8:30am. Not at home. I slept from 8:30pm last night to noon today. It was great. And now I'm tired again already. Finally, I'm on a "normal" sleep schedule.
I still need to see The Lord of the Rings III, but I have nobody to go with. And now I'll have to wait until after New Years, 'cause I start work again on the 26th. Stupid S.A. I need to find a different job for this summer. Same old complaints, I know, but really......I can't stand it. We'll see how that goes.
I've had a good string of posts here. Much better than when I'm at school, for some reason. Probably because I have nothing to here at home. No cool computer games to play. My brothers are gone for christmas, so I can't hang out with them. G-Master and other ppl are here now, but not enough to keep me busy like school.
hmmmm........k, I'm gonna read about the wolves' win on espn.com and then go to bed.....maybe.....

So G-Master and I left lakeville at 8am this morning, drove down to Wartburg, spent the day moving my crap from one dorm to another across campus, and then drove back home. It was good to get all moved in, although I didn't get my computer all plugged in and back together because it would've taken too much time....I'll have to do that when I get back :-/
The best part of the trip, though, was when we faced the issue of moving my fridge. Why the problem? G-Master's car is kinda small, and in the trunk is a spare tire. Hmmmm, yes, that is a problem. Solution? We put the fridge in the trunk anyway and I sat on the bumper/in the trunk, holding onto the fridge to make sure it didn't fall as we drove down the road. It was awesome. A little scary. But awesome nonetheless.
After that long day of moving, I get home to just dad....who thinks I'm being crabby to him, but I wasn't. He got mad at me, so I walked away to avoid an argument and he gets mad saying I was being rude. Hrumph. Plus, I didn't get supper. And I'm tired.

After a late night out with G-Master, (yes, the infamous G-Master has returned for christmas break, and then it's back to Texas to finish out training) I had to get up for early church and play my t-bone. I like playing in church. It makes me sound twice as good as I really am. If you haven't ever played an instrument in church before, I highly recommend it. Singing really isn't the same, nor is playing the piano or organ. You need an instrument that fills the room and rings. Like the trombone, for example.....actually, though, a trumpet is better.......but don't let a trumpet player hear that. You know how they are.
I had a problem, though, playing in church today. I say, if I'm going to play, then it better be in a brass quartet or solo. Two trumpets, two trombones....or just one trombone. Anything else is too much. Especially when I have to play with woodwinds......ish......Today I had to play with 3 flutes, 1 clarinet, 2 french horns, 1 baritone, and 1 trombone + me. That is waaaay too many people. But that was only one of my issues. Out of all of those instruments, you'll notice a lack of trumpets.....what can I say, there are no good trumpet players in Lakeville. Prove me wrong...go ahead, I dare you. So the obvious leader of that ensemble was the trombones. But..........somehow, somebody thought that that wouldn't be too fair for the woodwinds and thought that the mighty trombones should surrender the melody, while the wimpy flutes try and hold the lead. Now that I have a problem with. There is no way a brass instrument of anykind should admit defeat and allow a woodwind to take our place. Especially in church where you mostly play fanfares. Brass instruments are the king of fanfares! Speaking of kings, what instrument always introduced a king? Trumpets. What are they made of? Brass! Imagine a big, powerful, imposing king being introduced by an oboe. I don't think so.
I know I probably sound prejudiced, or maybe somehow racist against woodwinds. Guess what. I am. I am all about segregation. Put the instruments in their places and keep them there. There is no room for crossing over and mixing. No sirrrrreeee. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to shave my head.