New Blog

Howdy Folks!

Oh my goodness. You’re back! Lily! We all thought you’d disappeared or something!

I did disappear. Sorry about that.

Leapin’ Lizards. Pray tell, WHY did you disappear?

Let’s see, do you want the long story that involves ninjas & cowboy aliens, or the real, significantly shorter story?

How about the shorter one. We can save the ninjas for later.

Okay, here we go:

A not so long time ago, in a galaxy planet not so far away…

You mean otherwise known as earth?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sorry, I forgot. 😛 Okay, I’ll start over, with—-

Without ninjas!

Any-who! About a year ago, the computer I had been using for my blog crashed. By the time we fixed it, I had forgotten both the password for this blog & the password for the email I could of recovered the password with. I had to start using my gmail address instead, and just stopped posting. A couple months later, in November 2011, I started a new blog due the request of my eager fans. [1 person, to be exact. ;-)] ————zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz




Are you there?



Oh. Sorry. Where were we? I guess I fell asleep. OH, yeah! Before you go into that really, really, really boring story, you said something about a new blog…?

Yes. It might do you better next time to LISTEN & perhaps NOT fall asleep? }:-(

As I was saying…

Finally, this month, I got the passwords all sorted out and I am now posting here:

So, please ‘check it out’ and thanks for reading.

Bunny’s Nachos!







Gangsters, or really?

One Sunday morning service; a 2,000 member congregation was surprised to see two men enter…

…Both covered from head to toe in black and carrying submachine guns.

One of the men proclaimed, “Anyone willing to take a bullet for Christ remain where you are.”

The choir fled…

The deacons fled…

And most of the congregation fled…

Out of the 2,000 there only remained 20.

The man who had spoken took of his hood…

He then looked at the preacher and said

“Okay Pastor, I got rid of all the hypocrites…

Now you may begin your service. Have a nice day!”

And the two men turned and walked out.

Illuisions… Tricking your mind!

These are very interesting!


Is This Possible..?



Are the purple lines straight or bent?


Do you see gray areas in between the squares?


You should see a man’s face and also a word…


If you take a look at the above picture, let me tell
you…It is not animated. Your eyes are making it move. To test
this, stare at one spot for a couple seconds and everything will
stop moving. Or look at the black center of each circle and it will
stop moving. But move your eyes to the next black center and the
previous will move after yo u take your eyes away from it…Weird ?


Psot. Cna yuo raed it?

Fi  yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid  too.

Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.

I cdnuolt blveiee  taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy,  it dseno’t mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it  whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod  as a wlohe. Azanmig huh?

So if I witre all msesed up lkie tihs, yuo cna siltl raed it? I cna raed tihs. Wtih uot a pboerlm. Hehehehe

Cats. Do you torture them?

I was in the dressing room at ballet, doing my hair. Often two classes will start at the same time. It happens to be that during my Monday class the five year girls have a class too. I was brushing my hair, when one little turned to me. She was wearing a white leotard, the uniform for the beginning ballet class. Short blond hair, blue eyes, pink cheeks, and the inability to say her “r’s”.

Anyway. She turns to me and asks:

“Do you touwata cats?”

“What?” I ask, trying no to smile at the thought of a five year old girl thinking about torturing cats.

“Cats,” she says simply. “Do you touwata them?”

“No,” I say, smiling. “Do you torture cats?”

She considers it. “Sometimes.”

“Oh.” Wait, what? She tourtures cats? “How do you torture them?”

“I yell a thwem.”

“Oh,” I say again. “Do they like that?”

“No, no. I don’t thwink so.”

“Why do you do it then?”

“I don’t know. I guess cause sometimes I touwata cats.”

Oh. I guess that clears it up…

What happend after four and a half hours of ballet…

“Oh! An eyelash!” says Lily

“Make a wish! Make a wish” says Kisara

“World Peace.” says Hannah

Everyone burst into gales of giggles.

“Especially here.” says Hannah

more giggles. hurricanes of giggles.

“To chaotic.” says Hanna

tsunamis of giggles.

“Okay. World Peace it is, then. Everyone blow.” says Lily

[whoooooosh; the sound of 3 girls blowing]

“Uh! Guys!  You blew the eyelash on me!” says Kisara

“Here, I’ll pick it up and make another wish.” says Lily

“What are you wishing for?” says Emily

“Duuh! Justice to poodle everywhere!” says Lily

tornadoes of giggles.

“Intermediate one!” says the teacher

[that’s us]

we then exit the scene to perform an astonishing round of tonleves and attitudes…

may the fourth be with you… this star wars day, premiering May the 4th.