mischief night

Ah . . . mischief night.

The toilet paper is ready.
My parents are unsuspecting.

I am ready.

a note

Running of the Bulls

The Brassicaceae family

I've been busy getting to know what is commonly referred to as the "brussel sprout."

My papa on film

If you have never seen the Pete and Douglas flicks, then you're in for a treat. One of Dad's friends, Chris, is a film genius and they toyed with a camera in their college days. If you click on this, it should take you to the site where you can watch them (they are short films around 10 minutes each). If the link doesn't work, then go to: http://vimeo.com/1725631

My Aunt Mindy is a very serious person. seriously.

Sick at Manderach

So um... what does a sick kid do at Manderach Park? Here's a vid for you and some pics of the awesome park in Limerick, Pennsylvania.

I kept digging

I kept on digging and I found these three. Mom is in two of them as a kiddo. (My great-grandmother and my mom's cousin Damien are in the grass). And the very first one is of my grandparent's Zel and Boom Boom.

Stolen

I stole these pics of my grandfather's hard drive.

Shout Out to Compassion

Here's a shout out to Compassion International who just published the below statement in their most recent annual report:

"In the last fiscal year, 154,122 children from our Child Sponsorship Program made commitments to Jesus Christ! And child sponsorships reached 902,172 globally — a 13 percent increase."

If you're interested in learning more:
http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/waystosponsor/default.htm

Thanks,
Sim

Most boring blog post ever

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Vegetable Man

Hot Stuff

Pops and rocks

I went into the great outdoors today with my parents. Here are some amazingly cute pictures of dad and I.
I pretty much have hiking down now. Oh, and believe it or not, this is actually an urban environment. It is called "Lynn Woods" and is only about a mile from our house. It's a huge reservation. I am told that the average human can make reservations at restaurants in less than a minute or two, but that seems unlikely - this place was huge and more of a God thing than a human thing....

Either way, I did hike like professional. When I was done tackling the bear's playland of leaves and green, my parents took a photo of my face since it has been slightly altered since the hike began. Hopefully the scars won't be so noticeable that people try to wipe then off like some stray dried food item.

Lastly, I have a video here for you that highlights my "drunken stupor" walk (which I only bust out in predatory situations). Bears don't like beer, nor do they like to eat people who have just drank some. So I fake. And I live to write this blog.