Monday, June 15, 2009
Cattle Ranching
Friday, June 5, 2009
The Legalization of Marijuana
http://www.marijuanaparty.ca/index.en.php3
http://agonist.org/ian_welsh/20070410/why_canada_should_legalize_marijuana_and_how
Friday, May 22, 2009
55 fiction
Superpowers.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Free
I run free, untouched by the hands of destruction, the heavy hands of humans. My anscestors have warned me of your ways. Callous, selfish, and cold. I roam the unchanged landscape, the same now as it was a hundred years ago, trying desperately to find sanctuary. The others are waiting in safety, praying for my return to them. The sound of my feet hitting the ground pushes me onwards, towards a place I do not know.
My heartbeat races; faster, faster, faster. I fear they are coming quick, and large in numbers. I continue on, moving fast and agile. I have travelled across this land many times, through countless rivers, and over many mountain trails.
The air is cold, and the wind is strong, making it hard to continue this fight for freedom. The rain is coming down around me, splashing up off the ground, and onto my face. The mud underneath me is slippery, making my escape harder. I begin to hear the faint rumbling of hooves, the hooves of the unfortunate others who have succumbed to the fate I am resisting. I must push on, away from the gunshots, and screams from the mouths of those ghastly two-legged creatures.
As I trample through a foggy valley bottom, I am startled by a blur in the distance. It is moving, and becoming loud. I continue on, towards what I fear is the end of me. With the distance between the blur and I decreasing, I slow. From a gallop, to a canter, to a trot. Prancing, to let them know I do not fear.
As I move closer I see her. The beautiful shades of grey and black walk towards me, welcoming me home. I am safe now.
Hidden(descriptive writing)
The journey to this place is one I love dearly. I turn to my four legged angel, and he knows where it is I want to go. I hop on his back, and he carries me through the wind, as if I am weightless. We gallop through the trees, over mountain trails, through fields and creeks.
This place is not a specific location on a map, it cannot be found with coordinates or photographs. It is a place in my mind, a place I enter ever time I am on the back of my trusted equine friends. They give me the power and strength of a thousand men, and allow me to dream things one could never imagine. My horses are my escape from reality.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
"The Lottery" vs. "The Perils of Indifference"
As an example, although the United States were against the actions of Hitler's army and sent thousands of soldiers overseas, they still enabled Nazi Germany, and all under Hilter's control to commit the horrific acts of violence that took place in the second world war. The United States knew of the horrors that were taking place, yet continued to supply the Germans with the oil they needed to invade, and destroy the lives and homes of many innocents. "I don't understand. Roosevelt was a good man, with a heart. He understood those who needed help. Why didn't he allow these refugees to disembark?" On June 4th, 1939 the SS St. Louis was refused permission to land by the president. This cargo ship contained 973 Jewish refugees seeking asylum from the Nazis. Research done later by the United States Holocaust Memorial Musueum shows that of the passengers who returned to continental Europe, approximately 360 survived the Holocaust.
In "The Lottery", a small village condems an innocent to death, simply by a game of chance. All the villagers, including small children, gather in the town square for what seems to be a very entertaining game. However, later on in the story, you understand the twisted game is more than what it seems. As you read on, you see that it is not a good natured childrens game, but something more like russian roullete.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Top Three
#3. Calf Roping

#2 Barrel Racing

Barrel racing is a rodeo event in which a horse and rider attempt to complete a pattern around three barrels in the fastest time. This event requires serious athletic ability of both the horse and rider, and excellent horsemanship skills from the rider. The horse must be able to manouver around the three 55 gallon metal drums quickly, and extremely carefully, with only the ques from the rider guiding him. Hitting the barrels at the speed the horse is going can lead to many serious injuries, and a potential time penalty.
#1. Bull Riding
