Thursday, April 16, 2009

Apollo

I was reading the blog of one of my competitors today and he came up with a great idea and challenged each of us to tell about our God and or Goddess. Well I have no problem with that. I’ll just have to make a save file in my brain for the topic I planned on doing today and suggest it for the next theme, but I’ll throw that out there later in the blog. Now then since I’m still a little new in my following I don’t know too much about my god but I’ll do what I can.

Apollo is the Greek God of the Sun; truth and prophecy; archery; medicine and healing; music, poetry, and the arts, animal welfare, and so on. He is the son of Zeus (boy did HE get around) and Leto, and the twin brother of Artemis (who it seems is not too fond of men). One of his messengers, as I have recently found out, is the hawk. Yeah nothing like driving down your street and looking up to see a hawk staring down at you from the telephone wire he’s sitting on or standing around outside cleaning your BBQ grill and not only seeing a hawk fly overhead but hearing it call out to me. This is actually how I kinda sorta figured out that I should be worshiping Apollo. Although after I thought about it, it made sense. I love music, the arts, and pretty much all entertainment; I love animals; and I must admit I’m pretty fond of the sun. Some other animals that are sacred to Apollo are wolves, dolphins, swans, cicadas, ravens, crows, snakes, and mice.

Now for a story about him, this is difficult since there are so many good ones. Let’s see here, well this story involves Hermes and Zeus as well but it is pretty good and deals with the inventing of one of Apollo’s most famous symbols, the lyre.
Hermes was born on Mount Cyllene in Arcadia. The story is told in the Homeric Hymn to Hermes. His mother, Maia, had been secretly impregnated by Zeus. Maia wrapped the infant in blankets but Hermes escaped while she was asleep. Hermes ran to Thessaly, where Apollo was grazing his cattle. The infant Hermes stole a number of his cows and took them to a cave in the woods near Pylos, covering their tracks. In the cave, he found a tortoise and killed it, then removed the insides. He used one of the cow's intestines and the tortoise shell and made the first lyre. Apollo complained to Maia that her son had stolen his cattle, but Hermes had already replaced himself in the blankets she had wrapped him in, so Maia refused to believe Apollo's claim. Zeus intervened and, claiming to have seen the events, sided with Apollo. Hermes then began to play music on the lyre he had invented. Apollo, a god of music, fell in love with the instrument and offered to allow exchange of the cattle for the lyre. Hence, Apollo became a master of the lyre.

Not a bad story I’m sure I could find more but that’ll due for now. So now then since, as far as I know, I’m the first to answer this theme challenge I guess I’ll choose the next theme. Since a lot of us are as close as a family and many of us are close to our own blood-related families my theme is family and what does it mean to you.

Now for the fun part of the blog the random bachelor dare card, if you don’t know what I’m talking about read my previous blog.

Tonight’s random card is (drum roll) … “Convince the oldest guy in the bar to do a Liquid Viagra (Red Bull and Jägermeister).” Wow that’s an interesting one, good luck in trying to figure out the oldest guy in the bar and convincing him to do a shot by that name.

This has been another set of random thoughts from me Spence.

Oh and steelwitch 674 words here.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

A Public Service To Any Best Men Out There

Now for something today that was completely random. I was cleaning out one of my junk drawers today and came across two very interesting things, my speech for my best friend’s wedding and a deck of cards with dares on them made for bachelor parties or just a random night of fun with the guys at a bar or club. So I figured as a service to any best men out there, since it is coming upon wedding season, I would share my speech with all of you and as a bonus I will pick one random card every blog post and share what the card says to do. So without further ado I give you my best man speech in its entirety. (Clears throat)

“Good Evening.

Ladies and gentlemen, for those of you who don’t know me my name is Dave Wouldyoulikeadrink. Please feel free to say hello and call me by my full name later on.

Let me start out by saying that Mandy and I don’t know each other very well. However, in the time that I have spent with her I quickly understand why Eric has asked her to be his wife. Along with Mandy’s beautiful looks comes a truly genuine person with a big heart, gentle soul, and a great sense of humor, and I know that everyone here will agree when I say that Mandy, you look very beautiful today.

Now what can I say about Eric? Well he is witty, funny, handsome, strong, and … and … uh … (look at Eric the groom) Eric, what’s this word say? Sorry man I can’t read your writing!

I know the duties of the best man are not to be taken lightly, and I’m sure you’ll all agree that my first duty getting Eric to the church, sober on time and eventually married was a complete success.

On a serious note, not only is he my best friend, but I love Eric Lazlo-Jacque Szijj as if he were my brother. Eric has been my closest friend for years now. Level- headed, bright, and with a genuine love for life, Eric is truly an inspiration. From his contagious laugh to his drunk-looking smirk he gets when something amuses him, he is always uplifting.

Since that faithful day when Eric met Mandy, we have all seen some changes in him. Eric seems to be the happiest I’ve seen him and I know that the only thing that could make him happier is to have a lifelong marriage to his new bride, celebrating the triumphs and tribulations with someone he holds so dear in his heart.

I just want to say that Eric, you really are the best man here today and I want to tell you that you have always been like a brother to me. You truly are one of the best friends a man could have.

Now I may not be the oldest, and I’m defiantly not the wisest here, but I have learned this: friends this good are truly hard to come by and I could ask for nothing more than Eric willingly provides

Would everyone please raise your glasses?

Here’s to love. To those who seek it, may they find it. To those who’ve found it, may it be everlasting.

Cheers!”

Touching ain’t it. So to all you best men out there trying to figure out a speech feel free to borrow that one and use it however you want.

Now as promised here is tonight’s random Bachelor Dare card: “Take a shot from a pretty mama’s cleavage. (Be sure to ask first)”

Wow that’s an interesting one I hope it’s not too R-Rated I am hoping to go for a little more PG-13 but if anyone doesn’t like it let me know and I’ll stop, but if everyone is ok with it I’ll go on until I finish the deck, which will be much more fun.

The craptastic school network/ about me

So I was at school today and had some extra time so I figured what the heck I’ll go online. That didn’t work out so well. Once I get past the home page I went to Yahoo and saw a cool news story, so I figured I’d click on it and read it. Guess again! I click on the link and it says Access Denied by the Network Administrator. So let me get this straight I can’t access a news story because it takes me the dreaded Yahoo Games? What the fork man! Then as I’m reading my e-mail instead of advertisements about different Yahoo services I see says Access Denied by the Network Administrator all along the sides and top of the page. What the hell is the purpose of this? Oh and in the past I’ve noticed that I can’t access My Space but I can access Facebook. Why the hell would they deny access to My Space?

Although the one website that I was denied access to that really ticked me off was when I tried to access the Wizards of the Coast site while on my own personal laptop. Now I could understand if this was just on computers in the classroom or in the library that are owned by the school, but the computers in the lunch room? These are computers that are there for fun. Is it really that hard for people whose job it is to run the school’s network to only restrict certain computers access to sites? All’s they would have to do is tell the network to deny access to whatever sites they wanted for only those MAC addresses of the computers in the classrooms, library, and labs.

Anyhow now that I’ve gotten that off my chest I thought about it and well sure some of the people reading my blog may know me but there could be some of you who may not so I’ll tell a little about myself. I am thirty years old and a college student learning to be a web designer, so that one day I could go anywhere I wanted to and not have to worry about my job because I’d take my job with me. I’m originally from North-Eastern Ohio. I grew up in a small suburb of Youngstown called Austintown. Then after not doing so well on my own I moved in with my family in Stow, Ohio at the age of twenty-two. After living there for a year my mother and stepfather decided to move down to Florida. Unfortunately I had no real choice in the matter and had to go with them. So at age 24 I was picking up everything and moving to Florida leaving behind all my friends. When I got down to Florida after waiting almost a year for our new house to be built I got a job at old reliable, McDonald’s, I worked there for a good couple of years until I saved enough money to move back to Ohio. I lived with my best friend and his fiancé for a few months until a saved enough money to get my own apartment. However my time in Ohio was shorter than I planned. After about eight months of trying to make it on my own I decided I couldn’t do it so I moved back to Florida and now here I am today. I’ve made many friends down here in Florida and try to keep in contact with my friends in Ohio as well.

Oh well I could go into more detail I’ve bored you all enough for now. Maybe in the future I’ll talk about my time being a roadie for my best friend’s band One Breath or my time as a convenience store clerk, let’s just say Kevin Smith wasn’t far off with the movie clerks.

Well anyway this has been another set of random thoughts from me, Spence.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

For The Greatest Man Who Ever Lived

After thinking about my grandfather yesterday and reading my friend Lady Gwendlyn’s blog about her mother I have been inspired to do something I thought I would not do but it somehow seems appropriate. About a year ago my grandfather passed away and to help get my feelings out I posted a blog on My Space, well I’m going to repost the blog here now as a loving tribute to The Greatest Man Who Ever Lived, Mario Terrigno. Without him and his influence and teachings I doubt I’d be the man I am today. So here it is my blog from last year in its entirety:

At 3 PM today, May 11 2008, the world lost a great man, my grandfather Mario Terrigno. He was a great man with a huge heart, if you were in need of anything he would not only give you the shirt off his back but give you his last $10 that he could not afford just to see that you were no longer in need. Even if he was sick he'd make an effort to help you out. Even though he was sick and in pain he never let anyone know, even in his last days. When he was healthy he would run around being Mr. Fixit for everyone. He built an entire upstairs of a house from just the frame work, he even added on an entire room to his house at one point. Up until this past year he was very active in everything and he was in his 80's too if I’m not mistaken. He is the one true father figure I've always had in my life. It's because of him that I am the man I am today a loving caring guy who will almost always turn the other cheek. He was also a loving husband to my grandmother for 60+ years. Not only was he a great grandfather and husband but also a great father to both his son (my uncle) and his daughter (my mom) and would help them out with anything no matter what. So I write this a part of my grieving to a beloved husband of my grandma, to a wonderful father of my mom and uncle, to a outstanding grandfather of six grandchildren who will all miss him deeply, but most of all to a great wonderful saintly man who I am proud to say to I will always love.

Rest in Peace

Grandpa Mario Terrigno

I know my blogs have been on the joking side, sort of, but today I felt I had to do this. Tomorrow I’m sure it’ll be back to normal.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Road Rage is a Killer

Well I guess Apollo was looking out for me today because I almost died many times today. I’m exaggerating of course but still I’ve never been so scared before in my life. What could bring on this terror? It’s a simple formula. My youngest sister plus road rage times PMS equals sheer terror. Today we were on our way to my grandmother’s house for Easter and as we were driving down US 19 cars would pull in front of her and go slow, the nerve. Well she proceeded to ride their @$$ and violently yell at them until she could get into the next lane. This went on most of the drive down to my grandmother’s house, all the way from Spring Hill to Tarpon Springs. Meanwhile I’m forced to also listen to my step-sister attempt to sing. I just wish I had the heart to tell her she’s tone deaf.

While at my grandmother’s house I had a good time even though most of it I was in the kitchen cooking the ham, while sitting at the table doing homework and trying to get my grandma’s computer to run so I could go online and get some tax forms for my mom. Her computer made me even more appreciative of my laptop in sheer speed alone. The best part was after I finally got the Internet working and downloaded the tax forms I found out that my grandma didn’t have Adobe Reader on her computer. So I spent about another hour or so downloading Adobe. Dinner was fantastic. However in the corner of my mind I had my Grandpa on my mind since last Easter was the last Holiday we got to celebrate with him. We all miss him tremendously. He was the best man I will ever know and I can only hope of being half the man he was.

Anyhow the drive home was about as bad as the drive there except for one thing. My mom and I made the mistake of trying to tell my sister not to ride people @$$es and to stop whipping in and out of lanes. Let’s just say my mom and I are both lucky to still have our heads in tact after getting them bit off by my sister. So apparently even though we’ve been driving longer than her we can’t tell her to be careful and safe. I’ll try to remember that next time.

Sitting here writing this brings to mind a time last year when I was driving to my grandparent’s house and had my other sister in the backseat trying to be a backseat driver. Wow it’s funny how it all comes full circle. Sorry Dustie.
Well this has been another set of random thoughts from me, Spence (the future WARP 2009 champion)

On a completely different and unrelated note: MMMMMMMMMMM Peeps Bunnies. I just love biting their heads off