Walking down to the field.
Will such pride be brought o heel.
Prison a room, prison a sky.
Whom is the man whom wonders why?
It is not him, he forces the chain.
Whom causes a free bird such pain?
Clip wings, back lashed.
I suppose we should have walked back.
The bird was free, or so it thought.
Wings broken, a bird rot.
A man covered in soot walks into the desert.
He goes there, not to stain the desert with his blackness.
But to make peace between a fox and a snake.
A leader angry and dejected receives the blackened man.
Do the talks go well?
Yes the man and a leader walk arm and arm.
Their cooperation brings a sense of security to the desert.
Not all are happy however.
The snake bites repeatedly stabbing the man with his fang.
The leader and the blackened man do not care.
They part ways but remember each other.
Both will never forget what they promised.
I am an incredibly superstitious person. I freak out whenever I see a black cat, I refuse to walk under ladders, I don’t break mirrors and I hold salt shakers hostage during dinner so that no one spills it.
Therefore, I also believe in certain “signs” if you will, meaning that since one thing occurred, it must mean that I need to do something.
In this instance, I got sick this morning because I was meant to watch the Pro Bowl, even after swearing I wouldn’t.
So here I am, laying in my bed, meds taken, tissue box in hand, watching the Pro Bowl on NBC.com. I’m probably in for a garbage, throw away game full of blown tackles and crappy effort.
Um, what is this I’m watching? Is this…a good game?!
I have actually enjoyed watching the Pro Bowl this year. Watching some of my favorite players in the league just explode for yardage play after player. Yes, the defense is still a little bit lax but I am enjoying myself right now.
Of course, a game including the best in the business usually has a few highlights.
For starters, Russell Wilson looks like the second coming of Jesus.
For the religious nuts out there, get over it. I’m not insulting religion. I’m a proud Roman Catholic, but I’m not about to get insulted by this nonsense. Jesus was a perfect being, so say the teachings. Today, Wilson was quite perfect indeed.
He threw some great passes, ran a few times, commanded an offense and made me wish he was the QB for the Eagles. I’ve said it countless times. I believe in the mobile quarterback. I don’t mean the running back that can throw like Mike Vick. I mean the quarterback that can run, like RG3 and Wilson.
Another highlight was seeing Jeff Saturday, the center for the NFC, come over to the AFC side and snap the ball to Peyton Manning. For those that live under a rock, Manning and Saturday were teammates in Indianapolis a few years back for a long time. They built a chemistry that was unmatched in the modern day NFL. Jeff has decided to retire following the now concluded Pro Bowl game.
There were a ton of highlights, and I encourage any of you guys to check out some clips. However, my personal favorite highlight from the day was when Ed Hochuli, the referee for the game, dished out the first flag of the day. The game had gone almost a full half before a penalty was called. So, he took that fact and decided to make some comedy out of it. He turned on his mic and said the following to the crowd,
“Yes, there are still penalties in the Pro Bowl.”
Once I again I walked off of another teams field not feeling the great feeling of victory
This past weekend the team traveled up to Los Olivos, CA to compete against the Dunn Earwigs on their parents weekend, just as we did last year.
We went into the game with high hopes, and a new play series that we had worked on all week.
We arrived at the school, and right of the bat the day was not going as planned.
Somehow the ball bag was left back at school, some 2 hours away.
We did not have our own game balls, or our own kicking tee.
We put that aside and made do, and went into our pre game routine of bananas, pretzels, and stretching.
Our Defensive Coordinator John Wickenhaeuser had dome some research that bananas and pretzels before a game does the body good if that comment seemed a little odd.
During our warm ups that same nauseous feeling returned, and I was once again off my game.
I even tried to take medicine to make this feeling go away, but it is clear that it is nerves, and I just need to be hit a few times so that I don’t think about it as much.
When the game started Dunn quickly scored their first touchdown, and we weren’t too worried, that happens in the game of football.
1 in 12, 8.4% of marriages are interracial in the United States, an all-time high. Compared to 1980, interracial marriage has increased more than 5 %!
Studies show that Hispanics and Asians are the most common to marry different races. Also, interestingly, Asian women have double the rate of Asian men marrying a different race, 36% to 17%. Additionally, black men were nearly three times more likely to marry a different race than black women, which is 24% to 9%.
In the United States, Hawaii was found to have the most interracial marriages for its population. Almost half of the population who married from 2008-2010 was interracial. On the other hand, the state that has the lowest rate of interracial marriage is Vermont, which has only 4%.
Despite of the growth in interracial marriage, the Southern States like Kentucky, Alabama and Mississippi still think that interracial marriage should be illegal. I think this is sad, because the people there are still not willing to accept different races and I don’t think it’s right.
However, this article made me happy because the fact suggests that the relationship between different races has greatly improved.
Also, the more races mixed, the healthier and prettier the baby is!
I am writing this blog about a situation.
Let me tell you, I am stuck. I’ve been stuck and I don’t know where to go with this situation.
I am writing this blog about a situation. A situation that involves an upcoming event. The situation.
Prom.
I’ve found a dress. A perfect dress studded with black sequins. Long sleeve, high, padded shoulders, v-neck. The French Connection Samantha Dress. However, this dress is sold out in America. It is gone. I emailed French Connection and they replied to me, giving me a phone number to a store on the east coast that they thought would have the dress in stock. They didn’t.
I’ve emailed and emailed but still I have not received a single reply. I have found the dress at a size 8 (but I am a size 2 or 4). Should I buy the dress and tailor it? Or should I buy it off of the UK site in my size for 3 times as much?
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