Thursday, July 24, 2008

Ninja Monkeys: Dark Rising (Chapter 1)

Hope it doesn't have too many errors!


Ninja Monkeys: Dark Rising


Chapter 1: How it Happened


The Jungle of Gana was a place of peace and prosperity. War's grimy claws had not marred the land for many a century. The monkeys that dwelt among the shady, vine infested trees, made their living by selling fruits, nuts and other such things to each other. But it is true, that some of the more adventurous ones wandered across the great desert to seek their fortune. The younglings where always taught that this was a foolish endeavor since all any monkey could wish for was in the Jungle. So, in the end, only one in a thousand or so would embark on this act of “foolishness.” And, of course, many songs and plays where composed about them. Even the great poet Fruloo Framboola has yet to discredit an amateur play-write who produced such a re-inactment. For instance............During the reign of King Baruloomear back in the Third Dynasty, a certain youngling had stolen all of his parents valuables and trinkets and stuffed them into a sack almost the size of himself. He then made his escape by running off into the night, strait for the desert. He would have never succeeded in making it far with his load, or with the royal guard in pursuit, but, it is said, that once this vagabond reached the last tree and bush of the Jungle, a great lizard came running toward him from the desert. The young monkey mounted the great beast, which devoured three of the royal guards. Then it streaked away into the night never to be heard of again. To this day, though it be the twenty-first dynasty, this story is dramatized through out Gana in almost every theatre. Few believe that their actually was a lizard large enough to carry a monkey, but it still makes for a spectacular performance on stage.

The current king of the Jungle was a noble, middle aged monkey by the name of Baroonda. He was very fair in his judgments and ordinances, like his ancestors before him and he his Queen Suroo and his princess Keekee where praised throughout the jungle by all the she monkeys. But, as of late, dark times had fallen upon the Jungle.

It all happened during breakfast one morning.

Good morning fair queen!” hailed Baroonda as he sat down into his chair at the well stocked table.

Have you seen our princess this morning?” inquired Suroo.

No, she usually isn't late for breakfast though.”

I am under the table!” came the voice of princess keekee.

Nutty Nuts! What are you doing under there?” asked the king.

Oh just getting my – oof – there, all better.”

Your what darling?”

My, uh, crown.”

You shouldn't drop that thing” laughed the king, “It's worth half my kingdom!”

Let's be honest, dear” chided Suroo.

Baroonda recovered from his fit of laughter, “Really...I am quite serious, your worth more to me than...Well...anything else.” The king then threw a dried fig at Keekee (this is a sign of affection amoungst monkeys).

I love you too daddy” the princess replied, catching the fig and eating it (this shows that she also felt affection for her father).

Now” said Baroonda, “Let's eat! I haven't had a banana since last night!”

Naturally” chuckled Suroo, who, if you couldn't tell, liked saying one liners like that.

As Baroonda, Suroo and Keekee where about to peel their first bananas, a loud crack split through the air. A section of the wood ceiling above them shattered and four black colored monkeys, with hideous red eyes dropped right on to the middle of the table. Baroonda first thought they were just a few hula gins who had decided to play a practical joke on the royal family. But, after one look at their strange red eyes, he was certain they were up to no good. So he immediately shouted: “Seize these knaves.”

The unlucky royal guards who were in the room, rushed forward, spears at the ready. Two of the black monkeys jumped off the table to engage in combat. It really shouldn't be called “combat” since it took the two dark brutes all of four seconds to knock the royal guards senseless. And it took all of about five seconds for the other two knaves to grab Suroo and Keekee. Buroonda watched in horror as his bride and daughter where carried out of the room and onto the landing area. Since you probably don't know what a landing area is, I am going to take a moment to explain. Monkey houses are never on the ground, rather in trees. So the royal palace was really made up of a dozen or so tree houses all within close range of each other. One house was the throne room, another was the armory, another the sleeping chambers and so on. In order for the royal servants, guests and family to get from one tree house to another, a landing area was located around the perimeter of each house that is around three to six feet wide. Monkeys of course are superb vine swingers. And if there were no landing platforms, each monkey would either have to swing onto the roof of the house, swing in through a window (which is quite dangerous considering that it is very hard to know what inside of the window) or be smashed into the side of the tree house. Monkeys don't like doing any of the above so, landing platforms where invented.

Now if you think Baroonda was just going sit there while his family gets stolen, you thought wrong. The brave king wasted no more time than the 5 seconds he had already. In one acrobatic dive he cleared the table. As he soared over the banana basket, he managed to snatch a bunch of them. In a moment he was out on landing platform. The two black monkeys, who seemed to just be waiting there, spun around in surprise. Baroonda expertly squirted two of the bananas out of their peels and straight into the faces of the two felons. A banana squirted into your face can be quite messy, just as it was for the black monkeys. They were stunned just long enough for Baroonda to punch one of them in the gut and grab his stolen property. But he only executed his gut punching maneuver on one of his foes. Right after this he heard a swooshing sound then felt sharp whack across the back of his head, which sent him flying off the landing platform, leaving the scene behind. A great black, winged, bird-like creature alighted on a nearby branch. The black monkeys, who had by now recovered from the banana squirting, transported their prisoners onto the back of the monstrous black bird. As Baroonda fell, he looked up as the beast's big wings pounded the air and lifted it up to the sky. The king let out a howl of agony. He felt helpless as he descended. But he hadn't given up yet. As he fell, he grabbed a vine that was dangling horizontally between two trees. The vine stretched like a sling shot; then released it's ammunition, that being Baroonda, heavenward. It was just enough force to propel the king back up to the breakfast chamber landing platform. Then he jumped from the platform to the roof, then from the roof right onto the wing of the bird. Though it flapped violently to shake him off, Baroonda's strong grip on it's feathers prevailed. In a moment, they where twenty feet above the jungle tree tops and Baroonda could see another black bird approaching through the sky. On it's back was dark monkey, like the kind witnessed previously, and a brown rough looking monkey with a tattered cloak flowing behind him.

Right after he saw this, Baroonda looked down below at the jungle and saw two black figures come shooting up toward the bird he was clinging to. They landed on either side of the king. Each grabbed one of his arms, then rolled off the bird's wing, taking Baroonda with them. Down, into the jungle foliage, the three of them fell. Baroonda would not see his family again for a very long time.


Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Riddle

If it takes six men six days to dig six holes, how long will it take one man to dig half a hole?

Rarrr! Harr! Harr!

This one is actually easy........Harder ones will come!

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Age of Reptiles by Showbread

I am made of parts that freeze and ligaments that atrophy 
Though they look they'll never see 
They don't know something's wrong with me 
And just as well, I'll never tell what's underneath the scales 
I've worn to thin to honor you, my every effort fails 
Bury me with Israel and cover up my tracks 
Leave not a trace of what I was, I'm never coming back 
And if you're mercy falls upon he whose blood is cold 
Unearth me with your hands of love and never break your hold 

The world is full of ones like me 
Who need to see the truth 
But the truth is never truth indeed 
The truth is only you 

Jesus bless the crocodiles, forgive the cobras and all the snakes 
Open up your arms to carry all of our mistakes 
Suck the venom from every bite and vomit every drop 
Some of us may bite your hand but some of us will not 
And every knee will bow before you, each forked tongue confess 
My selfishness will rot in me and I will seek your rest 
Still some lizards flee from you, ashamed of all they've been 
So Jesus take myself from me, never bring it back again 

The world is full of ones like me, who need to see the truth 
But the truth is never truth indeed, the truth is only you 
The world will soon become extinct, the age will pass away 
And all will know that you are God, hallowed be your name 

Jesus bless the crocodiles, forgive the cobras and all the snakes 
Open up your arms to carry all of our mistakes 
Forgive the basilisk, forgive the moccasins and adders too 
Have mercy on each alligator that never lived for you 
I myself hatched from an egg, no white light from above 
Just another ancient serpent that never earned your love 
But still you find me underneath the rocks and in the ground 
I cowered there just short of air and never made a sound 
It's true that I'm in love with you, and even in my shame 
You wipe away the imperfections and take away the pain 
You wrap your loving arms around this wretched thing called me 
Your love is all I'll ever need, your love has set me free 

The truth is only you. 

I walk the world on insect legs beneath an unforgiving sun
Eat the dirt throughout my days On the dirt and dirt I come undone
Messiah born in Bethlehem won't find me lying there
The world's too big for him to see me or hear the things I've said
Hold me to you as I pray, Take the rest of the world away
My blood runs warm because of you, The scales fall out of my eyes
I laughed in the keep of a man with a rose my mandibles are caked in trash
Thought you wouldn't recognize me, in the black of soot and ash
Don't turn a deaf ear to my voice, but one thing I want you to know:
I have always loved you though my life has never said so
Hold me to you as I pray, Take the rest of the world away
My blood runs warm because of you, The scales fall out of my eyes
Hold me to you as I pray, Take every other thing away
My heart is breaking out for you, The scales are out of my eyes

I love you Lord, and I lift my voice
To worship you, Oh, my soul rejoice
Take joy my King in what you hear
May it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Quote

"When you look at yourself from a universal standpoint, something inside always reminds or informs you that there are bigger and better things to worry about."
  - Albert Einstein

Ponder that.........

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Go the opposite way......

Here is a good song from one of Leeland's albums:

 

Living in the same town 
For all these years
Doing the same old things
Hanging with the same crowd
And it’s starting to get crippling
You’ve never felt in place
And you tell yourself it’s all okay
But something’s different today
You want to run the opposite way

And it seems like you’re locked in a cage
And you need to find a way of escape
When everyone is setting the pace
It’s okay to run the opposite way

The Father sent His Son down
The light of men
The cross He bore was crippling
Rejected in His own town
They couldn’t see the sun shining
He knelt in the garden and prayed
Father, let this cup pass from me
It’s not Your will for me to stay
Your will for me is the opposite way

And it seemed like He was locked in a cage
And He couldn’t find away of escape
But through the cross He conquered the grave
My Jesus ran the opposite way

Oh, and through the cross He conquered the grave
Oh, He ran the opposite way
Yeah, through the cross He conquered the grave
So you could run the opposite way

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Best movie under 10 minutes!

A joke!

We had a rainy day picnic with the Cheneys after church. Basically, once it started raining, we (Elle. mary and trish and I) went into our van and played Mofia and Hearts with Corey Cheney. It was pretty funny watching him stare at my sisters and comment on their "strange" acts of funnyness. But the best part was when Elle sweared by "her mother's grave" that she wasn't the Mofia. Of course, our mom doesnt even have a grave, I thought it was hilarious.

But anyways, here is a good joke I read on my iGoogle page: 

A couple is in bed sleeping when there's a rat-a-tat-tat on the door.

The husband rolls over and looks at the clock, and it's half past 3 in the morning. "I'm not getting out of bed at this time," he thinks, and rolls over. Then, a louder knock follows. So he drags himself out of bed, goes downstairs, opens the door, and there's a man standing there. It didn't take the homeowner long to realize the man was drunk.
"Hi there," slurs the stranger, "Can you give me a push?" "No, get lost. It's half past three and I was in bed," says the man as he slams the door. He goes back up to bed and tell his wife what happened and she says, "That wasn't very nice of you. Remember that night we broke down in the pouring rain on the way to pick the kids up from the baby-sitter and you had to knock on that man's house to get us started again? What would have happened if he'd told us to get lost?"
"But the guy was drunk," says the husband.
"It doesn't matter," says the wife. "He needs our help and it would be the Christian thing to help him." So the husband gets out of bed again, gets dressed, and goes downstairs.
He opens the door, and not being able to see the stranger anywhere, 
He shouts, "Hey, do you still want a push?"
And he hears a voice cry out, "Yeah, please."
So, still being unable to see the stranger he shouts, "Where are you?" The drunk replies, "Over here, on the swing."

Friday, July 4, 2008

July 4th 2008

Happy July 4th! God bless America and America, please start trusting God!

We are going to a baseball game later on. It's going to have the "best" fireworks so I will bring my ear plugs (ie my fingers. but those always go with me so nevermind.)

Well here is a book report I recently finished! Great book. I am not a big reader, but this is a book I may read again some time.

That Hideous Strength by CS Lewis 
Book Report by Robert Blaine Cochran III

 That Hideous Strength was first published in 1945, four years before he finished writing The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe. I really enjoyed this third and final novel in the Space (or Cosmic) Trilogy. It delves deep into the philosophy of objective science and man's hunger for power beyond physical limits.
  The fantasy takes place in early 19th century England, shortly after the World War The two main characters, Mark and Jane Studdock are both struggling through their early married life, wondering why the ever bothered with loving each other. Lewis created a brilliant tension by painting Mark as an “all work and no play” university professor, and Jane is an avid feminist who is constantly telling herself that she doesn't really need Mark.
  Things get worse when Mark gets in involved with the sinister, Nazi like, NICE ( National Institute of Co-ordinated Experiments). By subtly controlling the press and the universities worldwide, the NICE plans to ultimately demolish nature as we know it, and replace it with an artificial, non-organic world, run by human brains that are mechanically supported. I found it quite interesting that the NICE had no clear goal for themselves. All they seemed to want to do was wipe nature off the planet and establish a barren world like the moon, which they think is inhabited by great mind forces that keep it clean and organized. But as the book goes on, you find that the NICE is being told what to do by the demons, who only care about destroying the world, and will use any means, like the NICE to reach their goal. Jane on the other hand joins the “good guys” who are led by the main character of the first two books, Dr Ransom. Ransom and his followers are led by angelic spirits who give Ransom instruction and council on how to defeat their hideous enemy.
 CS Lewis's writing style is very enjoyable to read. You really get to know the characters and situations so well, that you feel as though you are right there in the story yourself! Also, Lewis subtly makes some very good points in this book about the dangers of putting science before values or reason and trusting in one's own self to be able to save them. 
 Reading this book was both enjoyable and thought provoking. We all can fall subject to the idea that things we have made can save us. And we are all in need of redemption. This story is somewhat intense in places, so I do not advise that children read it. But it should be an enjoyable experience for mature teenagers to adults.  

(ps. ..... It was longer in double spaced)

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

The Bird and the Bee Sides!

Relient K recently came out with a new album titled The Bird and the Bee Sides. I, of course, naturally, pre-ordered it awhile back and got it today! Yay! It's great! They do alot of country sounding things, which is creative. And each of the band members do a "solo" song where they have written the lyrics and sing them themselves.

The album has 13 new tracks and 13 old (already released in some other ep or something). 

So, they remain my favorite band and the new album keeps them there! 

YAY for RELIENT KAYY!

use Google..........


They didn't hire me to say this or anything......I just really like their free services!

So........USE GOOGLE!

Sorry.......

I deleted the last post because the story about McCain was false! Sorry!

Thanks!