Okay, it technically wasn’t snow, but it sure looked like it. Here is a poem that I wrote calling the weather here snow even though it was sleet and tiny ice pellets.
It gathers in corners and powders the roads
Icicles hanging a drip at a time
Grey skies and sunlight melting the shadows
Swirling the snowflakes in rooftops and trees
Leaves on the live oaks pale with frost
Melting, retreating to small chunks of shade
Grass white with ice
So clear and glassy
Slippery with winter fading to spring
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The tip, just the tip, of a wet, black, dog nose. A snout peeks through, golden and whiskery.
Then all of a sudden, head-body-tail-legs EXCITEMENT comes barreling out to greet me. I reach out a hand to stroke his thick, golden ruff, but there is my dog, jumping-leaping-bounding flying, so overcome with excitement he can barely contain it. He leaps, from four legs to two, two to four, four-two-four-two-four. He turns away from me for just a second, snatching a toy and then crouching down, tail wagging furiously, looking at me in that I-want-to-play sort of look.
“Samson, give,” I say, “Give and I’ll throw it!”. He reluctantly drops the squeaky toy and I toss it far into the next room.
Samson skitters, falling into a playful gallop that I can only describe as a romp. He soars through the air, almost catlike in his pouncing. He slips and skids, crashing into a table but thankfully not breaking anything. I can hear the squeaks of the toy fox as he rambunctiously chomps it. I call to him to distract him from the toy. “Samper! Hey Samper!” He looks at me, the toy dropping from his mouth. I grab it, and Samson springs up, dancing around me. I fling the toy again, and the romp continues. He dashes across the house, but is unable to stop before bashing into my leg. “Oh, Samson. What am I going to do with you?”
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This is a very quickly done drawing of my dog Samson. I drew it on notebook paper in pencil, and used a scanner app on my iPad to scan it in.
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I hope you like it, and maybe write one of your own! It might be a little sad.
Waking up on Christmas morning
Brings me to a different time
The knowing that the coffee cake will be ready
Day of family, no matter what
It’s not really about anything
Just family and memory
Other days have been the same
Laying on my sister’s bed
Missing her when she’s gone
Savoring when she is here
Feeling love and knowing that
Some things can never change
The dog will lay upon the floor
We will gather at the table
Not to reminisce,
But to create joy anew.
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You are such a weird dog. Why do you keep sniffing the camera?
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The dog pressed to my side, damp and unsettled. The rain lightly iced his golden fur. He snorts, and I think of the smell of trees wet with drops, of overflowing pools, of nights of thunder and howling wind. He isn’t happy but still likes to watch the rain pour off the roof while standing on the porch. I think that rain brings back memories, falling into my thoughts like drops from a grey cloud. And as the thunder growls outside, I feel lonely even with my dog held close. There will be sleepy nights and dark days, wandering thoughts and endless noise from drops hitting the roof. It’s the kind of day I could watch go by, just me and my thoughts. But I’m not alone today.
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This article http://learning.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/10/04/should-video-games-be-considered-a-sport/#more-137965 made me decide to say how I feel. I think that you can call video gaming a sport. I’m pretty sure it has skill involved and it does need practice to improve, so I think it can be considered a sport. That does justify spending time doing it somewhat, because you can compete. That doesn’t mean that you can play all day unless you are competing.
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Deep beneath the surface
Through the tunnels lit by torches
Past the caves of skeleton and zombie hordes
Among the abandoned mineshafts
Over the endless ravine
Around the tumbling waterfall
Without being shot full of skeleton arrows
Staring at the purple eyes of the enderman
BAD IDEA.
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“The Fox” got all the views it has from being catchy and hilarious. Who doesn’t like a costume party and a guy dressed as a fox going ” Ringadingdingdingdingeringeding!”. I mean really. Name one thing funnier. When you listen to it, you want to sing along, or listen again, or both. To get that many views everyone doesn’t need to like it, many people just need to like it enough to watch again. I believe that this song is a great example of putting yourself out there and seeing if people like your work. Had any of you heard of Ylvis before “The Fox”? It’s a big risk, but it could get you famous.
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You know the song by Ylvis called “The Fox”? if you don’t you can find it here. Recently, I’ve been trying to make electronic music (yeah, more on that later). I think that making electronic music and making viral videos are actually pretty similar. Both of them are difficult and people think that they’re easy to do. Not really. Viral videos are difficult to make because it is hard to tell what the Youtubers will like and a great idea can very easily not turn out well. Electronic music is hard to make because you need to combine music, effects, beats, and a dash of general randomness. I’ve tried multiple times with horrible results. Wow. I hope I’ll get better at it. If I make anything useful, I’ll post it for you. Now “The Fox” has 24 million views or more, but how did it get so many? That is for another post.
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