Here's your second helping.

I realize that this is probably really boring, but I just want to post this for no reason. This is a paper I did for history class on the Beaver Indians. Read it.

The Beaver Indians

When you think of Beavers, it is guaranteed that you DO NOT first think of the Indian tribe, but of the animal, and that is understood. The animal beaver is an awesome animal, for its flat tail and its ability to gnaw down trees with its teeth. You don’t want to hear cool things about the animal beaver in this paper; you want me to tell you about the Beaver Indians so that is what I shall do. I would rather talk about the animal beaver, but I must obey my orders, sir!

A long time ago, in this same galaxy, and to be more precise, in central and northern Alberta and Saskatchewan, in Canada, the beaver tribe originally “set up camp”. Now, they live in a reserve like mostly all other Indian tribes do, except the beaver live far from other white people. Since they live so far away, they are allowed to live in huge amounts of land in northern Alberta and British Columbia. Their “huge amount of land” covers over 100,000 square miles.

The Beaver Indians ate Beaver. I may sound like I’m joking around, but I am somewhat serious! Eating beaver was forbidden in some groups of Indians, one reason being the castoreum glands in the beavers. The castoreum glands excrete a liquid, which the beaver combines with urine and sprays around on trees and rocks for a way to mark their territory. These glands could be dried and sold to use for perfumes. Many Indians did eat beaver though, and the flat tail, if fried, was considered a delicacy.

The Beaver Indians did not sit around eating beaver tail all day, no! They also ate many other things. Fish and small animals were often roasted whole on the coals of a fire, covered in mud so they wouldn’t burn. The Beavers would often eat buffalo, which is popular for Indians, but when the buffalo died out in their area, they ate lots of moose and bear. They would cover and bait holes in the ground, and when the bears fell in, they would eat them. They would also, preserve bear fat for chomping on during the winter.

The Beaver Indians wore beavers. Again, I am not joking. The pelts of beavers and bears were a large trading item that the Indians traded to the white Europeans. It was like if you work at a furniture store. If you work at a certain furniture store, you are going to buy furniture from your store. Since the beaver Indians handled the beaver pelts, they also wore them. It may have been how they got their names also.

In the Beaver society, there were these people titled as “Beaver Shaman”. I know. Those are not two words that I have ever heard put together. The beaver Shaman were believed to have power over and know all about the “normal” people in the beaver villages. They apparently dreamed dreams that predicted good or bad things in the future, about all the other villagers.

The Beavers lived in beavers. Now the name “Beaver Indians” makes complete sense. The Beaver Indians made like stick teepees, and covered them with cute little fuzzy beaver pelts. It was not very complex or anything. I think they copied the idea from other tribes. Those cheaters…

Remember the bear traps? Well those traps did not JUST catch bears, they also caught some horses and sometimes people of another tribe which was tromping through the beaver territory. This made the other tribe mad that they fell in these bear holes, but it also made the beavers mad that they were tromping through their land. Luckily, the other tribe was just traveling through, so there was not much fighting.

Now you know all about the Beaver Indians, and though my topic was not the animal beaver, you learned a bit about them too. That’s free information. You can take it. Sometimes I give out free information; I am just nice like that.

Contest Complete!

Now, I am not in study hall where I have to write a blog as fast as I can so that I can do my homework, so this should be a bit better. I am sorry I haven't blogged recently, but Junior year is definitely harder than sophomore year, but you don't want to here that.

First, I am going to name the winner of the dumb little contest that was apparently done a VERY long time ago, and that was to name the blue fish. Aren't you relieved? Eric is FINALLY doing this!!

Yes, and I'm sorry.

Drum roll... (just imagine the drum roll in your head.)

And the winner is...

Lex, with the winning name of "Twinket"!! Congratulations! You win... nothing.

In this contest, I was looking for names that would show Twinket's happiness. It took me a while to think of the word, I almost said bright personality, but those two words put together make me shiver. Hey that rhymes. Together, shiver...

Eric, that does NOT rhyme.

Ker-Punch.

I hate library Eric. So I punch him. Violence solves everything when dealing with your own counterparts.

Ker-Punch.

Then I drink some delicious fruity punch to celebrate my victory... Over myself.

My favorite class this year, so far anyway (my dad says I'll hate it later, but I dunno), is Chemistry. The teacher is Hilarious and he actually understands us as students unlike half my other teachers, I so far like the chemistry part, and It's comfortable temperature in there. The temperature is half the battle.

 

I brought up this class because the teacher of the class has two gerbils. He keeps them in his classroom, and they don't stink. He says they are desert animals, so they rarely urinate, and their poop is dry, so they barely stink their cage. Seeing these gerbils everyday, it has caused me to consider getting two gerbils also, and keeping them in my dorm room. Sounds like fun eh? I'll let you know about anything if anything happens.

 

I have writers block today, so it'll end here.

 

Ai de mi!!

 

 

 

Contest Complete!!

Now, I am not in study hall where I have to write a blog as fast as I can so that I can do my homework, so this should be a bit better. I am sorry I haven't blogged recently, but Junior year is definitely harder than sophomore year, but you don't want to here that.

First, I am going to name the winner of the dumb little contest that was apparently done a VERY long time ago, and that was to name the blue fish. Aren't you relieved? Eric is FINALLY doing this!!

Yes, and I'm sorry.

Drum roll... (just imagine the drum roll in your head.)

And the winner is...

I am so sorry.

I am so sorry I haven't blogged in like six days, I'm sure its broken all of your hearts a little.

Tonight we are having a picnic. On the floor. In the hallway. On the highest floor of the dorm. last night we went up there to fourth floor, and we discovered that the entire floor was freshmen, and that we were the first upper classmen that have gone up there. They were acting like we were not supposed to be there. We have decided to start going up there a lot, to make sure it doesn't get to out of hand up there.

So the picnic. Today Krieger and I went to the store and got a glazed honey bun and an arizona tea. This, and some chips that he already had, will be our picnic food. We and a couple others will go up there, and lay a blanket down on the floor in the narrow hallway, and sit on it and eat. We will treat the honey bun like a cake, and cut into little slices, and eaten like cake. I wish we had little tea cups and a tea pot to drink and serve the tea, but alas.

I'll let you know how that goes.

This was going to be quick, so I'll end it here, will an interesting excerpt from Christopher Columbus' journal. In this excerpt, he describes the "Indians.

"At daybreak great multitudes of men came to the shore, all young and of fine shapes, very handsome; their hair not curled but straight and coarse like horse-hair, and all with foreheads and heads much broader than any people I had hitherto seen; their eyes were large and very beautiful; they were not black, but the color of the inhabitants of the Canaries, which is a very natural circumstance, they being in the same latitude with the island of Ferro in the Canaries. They were straight-limbed without exception, and not with prominent bellies but handsomely shaped. They came to the ship in canoes, made of a single trunk of a tree, wrought in a wonderful manner considering the country; some of them large enough to contain forty or forty-five men, others of different sizes down to those fitted to hold but a single person. They rowed with an oar like a baker's peel, and wonderfully swift. If they happen to upset, they all jump into the sea, and swim till they have righted their canoe and emptied it with the calabashes they carry with them. They came loaded with balls of cotton, parrots, javelins, and other things too numerous to mention; these they exchanged for whatever we chose to give them. I was very attentive to them, and strove to learn if they had any gold. Seeing some of them with little bits of this metal hanging at their noses, I gathered from them by signs that by going southward or steering round the island in that direction, there would be found a king who possessed large vessels of gold, and in great quantities."

And it goes on. For much too long.

Good night.

I have to do what?!?!

I'm going to make this quick because I have to do my brief do-it-while-you-are-sleeping assignment in Algebra 2. You all know how math assignments are on the first couple days of school. Patterns... Word problems... Stealing candy from a baby... You know, the really easy stuff.

Today in American History, the class I hate the worst, and the class with the teacher that gives hard assignments, I had a strange assignment. Yes, this is what the title refers to. On the website that the teachers post our assignments and copies of worksheets and funky junk like that, my American History teacher created... A forum. A FORUM. Guess what the assignment was? To read the first chapter in the book and comment in the forum about it. Also, we had to comment on a comment from another user. That is what the assignment was. Of course, that's the assignment I went to straight after school, and I made a funny in it. You may not get this, but I started it out, "What's happenin' Forum?"

HAHAHAHAHAHA. If you get that, it's in-the-middle funny.

Today, I went to KFC. The KFC is right by the Goodwill that we spent three point five hours walking to and back from. Even in the car, Miller, the roommate of mine who drove me, said that it was a long way to drive for fast food.

*CAPITOL LETTER GROAN

My legs are still kinda sore.

Awesomenight. Time to sleep (Do Algebra).

This is way harder than I remember

I don't remember if I said I'd write on Saturday or Sunday or not, but I didn't so it doesn't matter. I have forgotten how much harder it is to write extra stuff during the school year than during the summer, and it is. About 68.33% harder.

And now it's time for another episode of Stupid Mistakes that lead to seemingly endless Walking, though this time it was worse.

Last time on Stupid Mistakes that lead to seemingly endless Walking, I was left at a soccer field alone, and was forced to walk two miles down the road to the stores that were so readily equipped with telephones. Not this time...

On Saturday when my parents were still here, we were driving on a road near my school and I saw a Goodwill store. You remember Goodwill right? It's where I got the shirts and all. Well, I decided that I wanted to take my friends there so that they could get shirts, and I could get more, because I love cool shirts. Besides, it was just down the road, a 45 minute walk perhaps, what's the risk??

Two of my friends, Krieger and Lando, decided that it was a good idea also. Thought they had never seen the Goodwill themselves, they liked the good idea of new shirts and they trusted my knowledge of how to get there.

We started along the one main road that goes on for miles without stopping, the road with at least three McDonalds, the road with a Blockbuster AND a Family video. About twenty (or so) minutes down, we came to the store that I was sure the Goodwill was just past, and we had it in our minds, "ok, we're here."

We were not there. We walked for forty five (or so) minutes more before we finally found it. By then our thighs and feet were hurting oh so badly, and we were SO happy to finally be there.

We went inside, and we browsed throughout the shirts. Lando found a cool one, and it caused him to yelp. We yelped back. This is not a time to yelp Lando!

Just then, the intercom came on. It is now 7:00 P.M., and we are now closing. GAh!! WE were SO mad! We had been there for five minutes tops! We quickly checked the end of the rack that each of us was looking at, and Krieger found one he liked. Then we paid for the shirts, and traveled the long way home.

Total, we walked for three and a half hours. I got nothing except for a Wendy's crispy chicken sammich. It was delicious.

I was thinking of challenging myself to writing every single weekday for an entire month one month. Maybe the month of September. Whadd'ya think about it.

Oh yeah. Also, on the way back from Goodwill, there was a car with a whole bunch of girls in it, and Lando said hi to them as we passed by. They were kinda creeped out, but they waved, and then they pulled out onto the busy road. 50 yards down the road, they got into a car accident. I know it was bad, but we laughed. We laughed at the irony.

First day of school was today. I didn't like it. I do really like chemistry class so far, though mostly because of my teacher in that class. He had the best intro, lemme explain. Don't worry about following left or right, because it doesn't matter.

He took three stacks of two cups, and lied them out on his desk. He said, "This is a simple watch the cup as I mix them up game, just to waste time." He then poured water from the faucet half into one of the cups, and mixed them up.

"Which cup has the water?" We knew it was the left cup. "So if I dump this cup into this cup, water will pour out?" It did.

*Mix mix mix

"Which cup now?" Center!! "So the cup in the center will pour our water?" It did again.

*Mix mix mix

"How about now" RIGHT!!! "So if I flip this cup over water will pour on the table?"

He then flipped over the cup and… There was no water in it. We were all shocked. We watched the cups so carefully! He then took the other two cups, and asked a student in the front row which cup had water in it. He chose the right cup, so my teacher dumped it on his head. No water came out.

"So the water is in this cup?", he asked. He then threw it at a girl. She flinched, but there was NO WATER. None of the three cups had the water. He did it in plain sight, on a table with students all around him. How did he do it? Try and guess, it will be funny to me. NOT YOU KRIEGER, YOU KNOW.

I'd say this was pretty good, so go guess. Greatnight.

A jar of things to say, covered with tin foil.

So according to what I previously said, The fish naming contest should be over now. I decided to move the end date to today though. today at 12:00 apm. This means that if you have much more time to name the fish. List of the names I have so far.

Flipper, Zealot, Twinket, Farley, Draco, Ocean, Berry, Blue Berry, Christopher, Killer Whale, Oscar, Longfellow, Kafka, Mark Twain, or Bruce Willis, Morris, and Melvin. That is great, because that is three times as many than I was expecting to have. Having followers feels GREAT. If I am missing any, please tell me in the comments of this blog. If you want to make more names, go ahead, in the comments of this blog. And Lex, calm down, you have like 50 already, haha.

Now another update about the ads I might have. I think that I probably will get them, but there probably be so many that it's obnoxious. I don't think it would matter much if I had fifty or five. Please, tell me what you think.

Oh yeah, my laptop is dalsjkh. I have viruses that keep me from opening any programs, so now, I think that my best option is to buy a new and better one, and actually put anti-virus software on it. I was planning on eventually buying a new laptop anyway, since mine was so slow, but now I really have to.

Right now, my brother is letting me use HIS laptop, which actually happens to be exactly the same kind of laptop that I have, except it has a space bar. Isn't it very nice of him to let me use it?

Today we went to a restaurant called Woody's Oasis for the first time. Woody's Oasis has Mediterranean style food, so lot's of vegetables and spices, and of course hummus and pitas on everything. Somehow I spelled Mediterranean right on the first try.

I liked the food, and it was very filling, but I don't think I would go back there by myself.

After that, we went to a store that I have never gone to before, actually called shop rite. This is a joke to our family, because my dad always incorrectly calls the store a couple blocks from our house shop rite, though it's not even close to that. There we got something called Luigi's authentic Italian ice, which was VERY delicious. THe thing I liked most about it though, is that it is Luigi's. Luigi wasn't popular enough in his brother Mario's video games, so he started his own company. A good one too.

Also at that store, they had a whole wall of Ps2 games, and one particular rack had a game I have played before and really liked for 49 cents!! How great of a deal is that!! I might have to go there again sometime.

Today, I packed. I packed for school. I packed for school today because tomorrow, early in the morning I am leaving for the registration, and then I am staying in the dorm the rest of the weekend, the school starts on monday. It's so sad to be starting school, but I will be happy to see my friends, of course. On Sunday, I may be able to get another blog in, but probably not Saturday. I have no idea about the weekdays though. You'll just have to wait and see.

So sorry this blog hasn't been very funny, but I'll end it with something extremely hilarious, this next video.

Don't be flimsy!!