Wednesday, March 9, 2011

dropping the bomb

     "So how was your day, dear". questioned Martha.
     "same old same ol-" shrugged rick
     "Thats all you ever have to say. For god's sake Rick something must have happened!" she yelled, "Everyday its the same damn thing!"
     Rick stared at her with surprise,"Well Martha I'm sorry but you know how the military is." he replied calmly, " I am just a bomber pilot and world war two is coming to a close.
     "But Donna's husband says Japan is a loose end and needs to be thought about." combated Martha.
     "Donna's husband... the florist? That tiny country couldn't do anything against the great United States." argued Rick.
Unlike his thoughts of the war, Rick new this fight was not over.
"Okay dear I'm sorry I'll be honest a couple of the guys have talked about that and we pulled straws on it,"
     "What!" exclaimed Martha. "Don't tell me you pulled straws on who would do the bombing. Besides that doesn't even make sense their will be too many bombs for only a couple of planes, right?
    Rick nervously answered "Well to be honest we will only need one the scientists finished a bomb that could do a lot of damage but not to worry it is very accurate... I think."
     "You think? You think? What the hell Rick, Are you not worried about casualties. asked Martha
     "Come on Martha, Einstein is pretty smart I doubt he would make such a ground breaking bomb and not take casualties into count. It's not like Japan will be destroyed." he chuckled. I'm sure in fifty years nobody will remember the bombing of Hiroshima.

Monday, February 7, 2011

I am so interesting that if I was to read the phone book to anyone they would be on the edge of their seat.  I am so interesting that one word conveyed from my mouth is worth a thousand pictures. I am so interesting that spilled milk cries over me. I can effortlessly judge a book by the cover. I am so interesting teachers sign up to teach.

My games of tic-tac-toe end in two moves. my triathlons are won before the bike ride begins.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Grade 12: The Final Frontier

     Set phasers to scared! Judging by the first sentence you, the reader, are probably thinking that this will be a stupid paragraph about my grade twelve year with random quotes from star trek woven in, like a nerdy tapestry well your completely right. In high school I have pushed myself to be the Captain Kirk of this educational expedition and do What I want, and I believe that it is a mission accomplished, for instance dressing as a certain country diva in front of the school. From the beginning of our education we are prepared for life after school, but I have decided that I am having to much fun in the moment to worry the future. This building has been my S.S. Enterprise, It contains so many characters with their own diverse stories and personalities. Along with  my fellow officers I go day to day enjoying this high school adventure. "live long and prosper".