Burritos Make Happy Friends

Today, I'm blogging from my phone. This is soooo exciting! The thing is, I just ate a burrito and, ate the same time listened to a song about burritos. (Is that how you spell it?) I sincerely enjoy burritos. So, yeah, I had fun.

Silver Rose and I were discussing further events and found that Paranormal Week is going to be delayed until October.

However, we will have a special All American Week next this upcoming week. We will keep you updated on the new events page which will (hopefully) be up tommorrow.

P.S. We have a lot of other ideas planned for the future. Such as Chair Day, Aviation Day, and Atypical Day, so stay tuned!

I Use Motorized Scissors and Eat Burritos

We were doing yard-work for the house. The house is on the market. I feel sad and full of Taco Bell.

My father had me do the edges of the yard, because the Realtor was coming over to take pictures, and it had to look good. So, I was hunched over, like I was the Hunchback of Las Vegas. Good thing I'm not. So, consequently, my leg hurts. I had fun. Later, we went to Taco Bell and I had one of those "Big Box Meals". My mom promptly ate one of my tacos, and I had to get another one for me and one for my sister. I said, "2 MexiMelts, please." But then, my  sister quickly said, "And one Soft Taco." So, I was stuck with two MexiMelts. What do you do?

I know. Eat them.  And, I did.

One last thing.

I have been making some site changes. I now have a Favicon, or, one of those small pictures next to the title or address of the site. Yay! I also have a logo, if you haven't noticed. Thirdly, I have posted a search and follow by email add-ins. At the top, I have posted a poll.

May the odds be ever in your favor, and remember, tomorrow  is another big, big, day!

Orange Moon brings Realtors

If you hadn't heard, there was a lunar eclipse today, and I did see it, although it wasn't visible in North America (Nice. Wait, what?) I'm still in North America, where it is 106 degrees. I watched it on Slooh and, well, the moon was orange. It was possibly the weirdest thing I had ever seen.  The moon was glowing orange. Like radiating the color.

And my friend missed it. The next really good will be in another 11 years. Poor Joetom2000.

Today, a Realtor is coming over to have my parents sign some papers and put the house on the market. Fun, right? Not, whatsoever. He might put the inevitable in the yard. The sign.



AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Comets, Spies, Mimes Oh My!

It is called "Kamikaze" and is from the new Owl City album, All Things Bright and Beautiful. It sounds, well, awesome. And that was being frank. (That means that album came out today!!!!!) I rate this 4.5 out of 5!

I read this book called Scorpia in the Alex Rider series. One of the best series out there! In this  book, Alex Rider finds where his father had worked and decided to follow in his footsteps. And      he left these footsteps at a criminal organization called Scorpia. But he soon finds a project called "Invisible Sword". It leaves your heart pounding and your mind racing. Every image is painted perfectly with words. I strongly recommend this book and the rest of the series. Make sure to read Stormbreaker, the first in the series. I rate this book as a 5 out of 5!!!!!!

My sister and I just played mime. How fun? It isn't fun when your sister screams to a song...

A Magical Purple Putty Teaches Me About Life

My sister was playing with her purple putty she bought at her school while we were cleaning (i'm not a Cinderella!) and i noticed something about it. The putty melds to your hand when you squish it, with not much give. The putty resembles your personality, decisions, and goals. The putty melds to certain situations, or the hand, and resembles how you handle them. The putty has a lot of give, but has certain goals and doesn't meld completely  correctly. An example would be today's economy in the U.S. An entrepreneur would have to make the best of the economy and have it meld to his decisions. That is the story behind the Purple Putty.

Other than learning from the magical putty, I learned that cleaning ceiling fans with a rag and a cleaning chemical is much better than with a vacuum.  The vacuum doesn't suck up everything on the fan blades and you have to go back and do it again.

I probably don't sound very happy today, probably because I'm not. This entire business of cleaning isn't very fun. Why are we cleaning? We are moving.

I strongly, strongly, strongly dislike it.

Nothing sits with me worse.

I feel nothing towards the future, except for seventh grade and vacation.

Nothing else.

Hello, My Name is Andrew..

Hello. My name is Andrew, and well, the word atypical musings defines my life.I go to a public school in Las Vegas, Nevada. I am a measly 6th (soon to be 7th) grader.  As a (smaller) child, weird things always have happened to me, and I thought they were normal and happened to everyone. Now that I go through middle school, I see otherwise. So I though, "Hmm... I should get a blog! Everyone would know about my absolute weirdness! Wouldn't that be great?" And so I asked my parents. They agreed. 

Under certain circumstances, of course, and these are:

1. Must be a journal with book reviews on books we select for you to read.
2. Must be good enough to present to an English teacher at the end of the summer. 

So I took this under my wing, but decided to enhance it. I will give reviews on books, movies, music, and other websites. Sounds fun, right? Well I need to know. So, if you'd like, please take a gander down at the comments area and tell me how I'm doing. I'd love to know.

Like I said, my life was pretty crazy. To demonstrate this, I will explain the happenings of the past week. First off, It was exams at school, and to be frank, it was quite hectic. From security to hard tests, everyone was in a scurry. This means only bringing a folder, and two hours of tests, and half days. (I guess the last two are good!) But as you could guess, everybody was in a lather because of the last day of school. So, as I was walking out today, I gave a hug to somebody, and the counselor came up and said, "Separation!" Of course I said "Bye" to the person. I left laughing, and reliving the moment. Jeez. The stuff I do.