Today, I went spelunking.
I also went Caving!
And crawling through tunnels!
And I got muddy!
Basically, I had fun.
So, this morning, I went to school, got on a bus, and took an hour-or-two bus ride to Maquoketa, IA. Then, I listened to someone who works there talk about the caves. After that, I went and spelunked. Spelunking is the sport of crawling through caves. Spelunking is fun. There was this one cave, Rainy Day cave, where I got all muddy. Muddiness is fun. But I washed off the mud.
Tomorrow, after practicing graduating, and eating lunch, I will be going to Plum Hollow and playing laser tag. And something else I can't remember. Mini golf, perhaps. There's probably other stuff, as well, but I don't know about it!
And Wednesday is graduation. At 7pm. And afterwards is a dance! Just for 8th graders! Before graduation, I am going to go get my hair and nails done. Yay I get to feel like a pretty pretty princess! And I actually have no idea whether or not the previous sentence was sarcastic or not.
That is my busy half-week.
Bye,--
Oh! I forgot something! Thursday is the last, last day of school! The quintessential twenty-minute day!
After 8:30AM Thursday, it is officially SUMMER!!!
Bye,
RJ
Monday, May 21, 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
RJ the Me and the Very Busy Next Two Weeks
This week is was the only relatively calm week of May. Really. That relative calm ended today. Tomorrow, I will be going to my Great-Aunt MJ's for a family gathering/pool party, Sunday's Mother's Day, Monday I have an art field trip orientation. Tuesday, probably some random end-of-year stuff for school, like final assignments and such. Same for Wednesday-Friday. Saturday, the actual art field trip. Sunday, a detassling meeting. Next Monday, there is a field trip to the Maquoketa Caves, Tuesday, a trip to Plum Hollow, Wednesday is 8th grade graduation. Next Thursday is the last day of school, dismissing at 8:30.
Things I learned this week:
Remember Mrs. Wayne from MathCounts? All those (3) months ago? Well, during computers class, I heard that when she and her husband go biking, her husband doesn't wear underwear. He wears biking shorts. With butt padding.
Totally unnecessary information, I know. Oh, this post was sponsored by absolutely nobody! Really, I have no sponsors. Just Brownie and a psychotic hobo who doesn't actually exist. But Brownie exists. He's sitting right in front of the keyboard! I took a picture and sent it to my email, and will add it soon. The picture, not my email!
And that, my readers, is the marvelous Brownie. I kinda want to give him a job on the blog.
Jobs on the blog - Person who does said job
Writer - RJ
Editor - RJ
Tech Producer - RJ
Mascot - *open*
Everything else - RJ
Brownie shall be our mascot! Now to use him as a Facebook page profile picture!
Now to go explore the interwebs. I shall have so much fun!
Bye,
RJ
Things I learned this week:
Remember Mrs. Wayne from MathCounts? All those (3) months ago? Well, during computers class, I heard that when she and her husband go biking, her husband doesn't wear underwear. He wears biking shorts. With butt padding.
Totally unnecessary information, I know. Oh, this post was sponsored by absolutely nobody! Really, I have no sponsors. Just Brownie and a psychotic hobo who doesn't actually exist. But Brownie exists. He's sitting right in front of the keyboard! I took a picture and sent it to my email, and will add it soon. The picture, not my email!
 |
| Brownie. In front of the keyboard. |
Jobs on the blog - Person who does said job
Writer - RJ
Editor - RJ
Tech Producer - RJ
Mascot - *open*
Everything else - RJ
Brownie shall be our mascot! Now to use him as a Facebook page profile picture!
Now to go explore the interwebs. I shall have so much fun!
Bye,
RJ
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Art Teachers Who Eat Pizza
Today, I went to the Art Show at the junior high. And I saw Mr. Bonneur, the art teacher. And had pizza with him. Like really, I had pizza with Mr. Bonneur.
This is (kind of) how the pre-pizza conversation went:
Mr. B: Are you hungry?
Me: A bit...
Mr. B: I'm gonna go have a slice of pizza. You can have one, too.
Me: Okay!
*I follow Mr. B up the ramp and through the gatey-thingy.*
Mr. B: What kind of pizza do you like?
Me: What do you have?
Mr. B: Cheese, pepperoni, sausage, and saugase and mushroom.
Me: I like cheese pizza.
Mr. B: Okay.
*We get to art room, Mr. B gets out leftover pizza, can't find a slice of cheese.*
Mr. B: I got pepperoni. No cheese, though.
Me: I don't mind pepperoni.
Mr. B: You want two slices?
Me: One's good.
Mr. B: You like it warm?
Me: Yeah.
Mr. B: I have a microwave. A suggestion: Put two paper towels over it and cook it for 45 seconds.
Me: Okay.
*I do as told while Mr. B picks out his own slice of pizza.*
Mr. B: I have soda in the fridge.
**I will tell you how cool the art room is after pizza details.**
And, after our pizza eating, we go back down to the art show and Mr. B does his art show managing.
About half an hour later, Mr. Nesti shows up.
For those of you who do not know Mr. Nesti, I will give you a brief "introduction" to him.
For those of you who do know Mr. Nesti, ignore the following:
Mr. Nesti was the MJHS art teacher from like 1973 to 2011. That's right, he taught for 38 years. THIRTY-EIGHT. And he's FREAKING AWESOME! He taught my mom, he taught me, and he taught various other people in between.
(And yes, Mom, I hyperlinked to your blog in my blog.)
So, in one day, I saw two art teachers who have eaten pizza in my presence.
Mr. Nesti (pizza at Giordano's(Chicago pizza place serving REAL Chicago-style deep-dish pizza) on my first Nesti-art-trip.)
Mr. Bonneur (pizza with me in room 11 (art room at MJHS) today.)
And, I volunteered to help with after-art-show stuff tomorrow. Aren't I awesome?
Now for art room awesomeness!
The art room has:
Plastic tubs full of odd items *to list later*
Prismacolor colored pencils (the best)
Four sets of sinks
A mini-kitchen in the back (coffee machine, microwave, minifridge)
A lot of the best art equipment that our (not so wealthy!) school district can buy *more info on "a lot" later*
And a whole bunch of other cool stuff.
Examples of plastic tub contents:
Barbie doll pieces (heads, arms, legs, etc.)
Yarn
Ribbons
Old toys
More info on "A lot":
In January, a pipe in the school froze and burst, flooding part of the school and damaging some of the art equipment (I think Mr. B said something like $16,000. Or sixty. Thousand. Or six thousand. Somewhere in the thousands!), along with some finished pieces, and like three kids' stuff(their lockers were right under the water flow).
Yeah. That's not good. We used to have *ALL* the best art equipment our district could buy, but some-number-in-the-thousands-that-has-a-six-in-it-but-not-hundred-thousands-dollars of it was destroyed by the flood.
Ash has food in her backpack. WTW??? (what the what???)
Bye,
RJ
This is (kind of) how the pre-pizza conversation went:
Mr. B: Are you hungry?
Me: A bit...
Mr. B: I'm gonna go have a slice of pizza. You can have one, too.
Me: Okay!
*I follow Mr. B up the ramp and through the gatey-thingy.*
Mr. B: What kind of pizza do you like?
Me: What do you have?
Mr. B: Cheese, pepperoni, sausage, and saugase and mushroom.
Me: I like cheese pizza.
Mr. B: Okay.
*We get to art room, Mr. B gets out leftover pizza, can't find a slice of cheese.*
Mr. B: I got pepperoni. No cheese, though.
Me: I don't mind pepperoni.
Mr. B: You want two slices?
Me: One's good.
Mr. B: You like it warm?
Me: Yeah.
Mr. B: I have a microwave. A suggestion: Put two paper towels over it and cook it for 45 seconds.
Me: Okay.
*I do as told while Mr. B picks out his own slice of pizza.*
Mr. B: I have soda in the fridge.
**I will tell you how cool the art room is after pizza details.**
And, after our pizza eating, we go back down to the art show and Mr. B does his art show managing.
About half an hour later, Mr. Nesti shows up.
For those of you who do not know Mr. Nesti, I will give you a brief "introduction" to him.
For those of you who do know Mr. Nesti, ignore the following:
Mr. Nesti was the MJHS art teacher from like 1973 to 2011. That's right, he taught for 38 years. THIRTY-EIGHT. And he's FREAKING AWESOME! He taught my mom, he taught me, and he taught various other people in between.
(And yes, Mom, I hyperlinked to your blog in my blog.)
So, in one day, I saw two art teachers who have eaten pizza in my presence.
Mr. Nesti (pizza at Giordano's(Chicago pizza place serving REAL Chicago-style deep-dish pizza) on my first Nesti-art-trip.)
Mr. Bonneur (pizza with me in room 11 (art room at MJHS) today.)
And, I volunteered to help with after-art-show stuff tomorrow. Aren't I awesome?
Now for art room awesomeness!
The art room has:
Plastic tubs full of odd items *to list later*
Prismacolor colored pencils (the best)
Four sets of sinks
A mini-kitchen in the back (coffee machine, microwave, minifridge)
A lot of the best art equipment that our (not so wealthy!) school district can buy *more info on "a lot" later*
And a whole bunch of other cool stuff.
Examples of plastic tub contents:
Barbie doll pieces (heads, arms, legs, etc.)
Yarn
Ribbons
Old toys
More info on "A lot":
In January, a pipe in the school froze and burst, flooding part of the school and damaging some of the art equipment (I think Mr. B said something like $16,000. Or sixty. Thousand. Or six thousand. Somewhere in the thousands!), along with some finished pieces, and like three kids' stuff(their lockers were right under the water flow).
Yeah. That's not good. We used to have *ALL* the best art equipment our district could buy, but some-number-in-the-thousands-that-has-a-six-in-it-but-not-hundred-thousands-dollars of it was destroyed by the flood.
Ash has food in her backpack. WTW??? (what the what???)
Bye,
RJ
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Kings of Lumber
Today, at 10:30, I left school and went to Clinton for a baseball game. At the game, I ate nachos and a mini funnel cake. When we wre about to leave, I went into the souvenir shop. Sadly, I didn't have enough money for a souvenir. When I was standing at the gate with my group, our chaperone heard a foul ball come out of the park and told the group. I, along with two sixth grade girls, went running to find the ball. A guy stting on a bench outside the gate said it had gone behind some bushes across the street. The sixth graders and I went for the bushes, and I found the ball first and grabbed it. I had a souvenir, for free!
That's all I wanted to say, really.
Bye!
RJ
That's all I wanted to say, really.
Bye!
RJ
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Sorries and Sharpies
I am very sorry that I have not posted as I promised. I've been busy, and the computer's always been taken(except for right now of course!), so I have been unable to post.
I have a big black purse that's not even full of Sharpies. And it's holding 79 of them! I have even more, but the two I have that aren't in the bag are pretty much dead, and the rest of them that work are at school. Urgh, I want to have all my Sharpies in one place! Except the dead ones, of course. Those go in the trash 'cause they don't work.
Anyway.
I have been inspired by an awesome blog called 1000 Awesome Things.
My favorite one (so far) is #576. Appreciating the beauty of all your body’s scars and scratches. You should read it. Really, you should.
Considering the above, I feel like chattering about my various scars. Actually, I only have two of them. One on my wrist, that I have no idea how I got, and one on my ankle that I got last October from a tuba case I was carrying(with help, of course!) into the school where IMEA auditions were taking place. I didn't even get into IMEA, and I got a scar from it! Really!
So, I really want to go outside/think of a use for my Sharpies.
Bye,
RJ
I have a big black purse that's not even full of Sharpies. And it's holding 79 of them! I have even more, but the two I have that aren't in the bag are pretty much dead, and the rest of them that work are at school. Urgh, I want to have all my Sharpies in one place! Except the dead ones, of course. Those go in the trash 'cause they don't work.
Anyway.
I have been inspired by an awesome blog called 1000 Awesome Things.
My favorite one (so far) is #576. Appreciating the beauty of all your body’s scars and scratches. You should read it. Really, you should.
Considering the above, I feel like chattering about my various scars. Actually, I only have two of them. One on my wrist, that I have no idea how I got, and one on my ankle that I got last October from a tuba case I was carrying(with help, of course!) into the school where IMEA auditions were taking place. I didn't even get into IMEA, and I got a scar from it! Really!
So, I really want to go outside/think of a use for my Sharpies.
Bye,
RJ
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Introducing...
...the Spring Break series!
I(along with Fred, my psychotic hobo(yes he's mine)) am proud to present...
...the Spring Break series!
Featuring details of my daily quests, Fred's ramblings, and maybe some comments from our affiliates, the Brownies!!
And yes, I used the word affiliates. No, I don't know what it means. :)
Now for a word from our sponsor! Wait, we don't have a sponsor. We need a sponsor! Someone to add to our staff! I shall search for a sponsor!
Found a sponsor! Sara the Triceratops! Whom my brother Danny wants to kidnap!
Now for a word from our sponsor!
Sara- Hello, I am Sara the Triceratops. You all should read ITTBM this next week to follow the Spring Break series. I have nothing else to say. Back to you, RJ.
--
Don't you love sponsors? Oh, and I see our affiliates, the Brownies, sitting nearby! Let's talk to them!
Brownie red- Hello, and welcome to ITTBM. I hope you like our Spring Break series. This post is getting awfully repetitive-
Brownie blue- Sara just got kidnapped by Danny!
Brownie red- Thanks for the info.
Brownie blue- No prob, bro!
Red- How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me bro!
I think that's enough from the Brownies("red" and "blue" refer to the color of the hair ties they wear, so as to tell them apart. Without the difference in color, they're identical!)
So, tune in tomorrow to read the next post of...
...the Spring Break series!
And Red was right, this post is awfully repetitive.
Bye!
RJ
I(along with Fred, my psychotic hobo(yes he's mine)) am proud to present...
...the Spring Break series!
Featuring details of my daily quests, Fred's ramblings, and maybe some comments from our affiliates, the Brownies!!
And yes, I used the word affiliates. No, I don't know what it means. :)
Now for a word from our sponsor! Wait, we don't have a sponsor. We need a sponsor! Someone to add to our staff! I shall search for a sponsor!
Found a sponsor! Sara the Triceratops! Whom my brother Danny wants to kidnap!
Now for a word from our sponsor!
Sara- Hello, I am Sara the Triceratops. You all should read ITTBM this next week to follow the Spring Break series. I have nothing else to say. Back to you, RJ.
--
Don't you love sponsors? Oh, and I see our affiliates, the Brownies, sitting nearby! Let's talk to them!
Brownie red- Hello, and welcome to ITTBM. I hope you like our Spring Break series. This post is getting awfully repetitive-
Brownie blue- Sara just got kidnapped by Danny!
Brownie red- Thanks for the info.
Brownie blue- No prob, bro!
Red- How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me bro!
I think that's enough from the Brownies("red" and "blue" refer to the color of the hair ties they wear, so as to tell them apart. Without the difference in color, they're identical!)
So, tune in tomorrow to read the next post of...
...the Spring Break series!
And Red was right, this post is awfully repetitive.
Bye!
RJ
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Crickets in a Bucket! Edits! And Why Mylar Balloons Suck Fish.
Title(part 1): There is a bucket of crickets in my basement. Yep, a bucket of crickets!
Title(part 2): Today, I saw a presentation on electrical safety. Part of it was on the dangers of Mylar balloons. They're balloons made of aluminum foil. Or aluminium foil, if you're British! So, anyway, Mylar balloons can cause transformers to short out. Not Transformers, like Optimus Prime, but transformers like the ones that reduce the wattage of your electricity. So, in conclusion, Mylar balloons suck fish!!
On to other things now!
In two days, the Hunger Games movie is coming out.
Today is the first day of spring.
I am adding a Facebook "like" button to the blog. Or attempting to, anyway!
It's not quite working, the "like" button... More editing!
According to the new gadget, ITTBM has been viewed 1,634 times overall! More editing!
Deleted a few things... More editing!
Pretty much done editing for now.
Had to go put a pot of water on to boil for supper.
Anyway- ooh! Idea!
--This Week in Life--
Tomorrow- not sure.
Thursday- Contest Concert. I have to be there at 6:30. Concert (probably) starts at seven.
Friday- Not sure, really, but it's Friday! Friday! Gotta- not think of that song.
Saturday- Contest. I have a solo at like eleven-something. I need to be at the High School at around 7:45.
Event Details!
Concert:
Song order-
Marche Militaire Francais
Beginner's Debut(day-butt, according to Senor Frijole, the band teacher)(featuring... the fifth grade band and their many flutists!)
Dark Adventure(it's an adventure in darkness!)
Celebration and Dance(a very complicated, 3-page song that I dislike because of it's complicatedness!)
Contest- Pretty much described above.
Mom must go vote!
Tommy's hair can't work until he has had supper!
Danny is being very cute!
I am blogging!
Tommy is going to vote with Mom while I watch the Dan-o!
That's enough for one day, don't'cha think?
Bye,
RJ
Title(part 2): Today, I saw a presentation on electrical safety. Part of it was on the dangers of Mylar balloons. They're balloons made of aluminum foil. Or aluminium foil, if you're British! So, anyway, Mylar balloons can cause transformers to short out. Not Transformers, like Optimus Prime, but transformers like the ones that reduce the wattage of your electricity. So, in conclusion, Mylar balloons suck fish!!
On to other things now!
In two days, the Hunger Games movie is coming out.
Today is the first day of spring.
I am adding a Facebook "like" button to the blog. Or attempting to, anyway!
It's not quite working, the "like" button... More editing!
According to the new gadget, ITTBM has been viewed 1,634 times overall! More editing!
Deleted a few things... More editing!
Pretty much done editing for now.
Had to go put a pot of water on to boil for supper.
Anyway- ooh! Idea!
--This Week in Life--
Tomorrow- not sure.
Thursday- Contest Concert. I have to be there at 6:30. Concert (probably) starts at seven.
Friday- Not sure, really, but it's Friday! Friday! Gotta- not think of that song.
Saturday- Contest. I have a solo at like eleven-something. I need to be at the High School at around 7:45.
Event Details!
Concert:
Song order-
Marche Militaire Francais
Beginner's Debut(day-butt, according to Senor Frijole, the band teacher)(featuring... the fifth grade band and their many flutists!)
Dark Adventure(it's an adventure in darkness!)
Celebration and Dance(a very complicated, 3-page song that I dislike because of it's complicatedness!)
Contest- Pretty much described above.
Mom must go vote!
Tommy's hair can't work until he has had supper!
Danny is being very cute!
I am blogging!
Tommy is going to vote with Mom while I watch the Dan-o!
That's enough for one day, don't'cha think?
Bye,
RJ
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