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12月20日

Chris Henry (1983-2009)

Earlier this week, Cincinnati Bengals wide receiver Chris Henry died of injuries from falling out of the back of a truck driven by his fiancee. Appearantly, they had a dispute, and the injured henry (broken arm ended his season), and she drove off in the truck. Chris managed to get into the back of the truck, but eventually fell out of it, suffering major head wounds. He died eighteen hours afterwards, at age twenty-six.
 
I bring this up for several reasons. Chris had been arrested five times during his career as a Bengal for various incidents. At one point, a judge even stated that he was considered a menace to society. He was suspended by the NFL for eight games last year for conduct, based on these arrests.
 
From all accounts that I have read, Chris actually started to clean up his life, and then this happens.
 
One of his teamates, Chad Johnson (aka Chad OchoCinco; yes that is now his legal name), a guy who is known to showboat, was planning on wearing Chris' jersey today in the game against San Diego. Normally, Chad's showboating annoys me to a degree, but also amuses me. He's been fined for "bribing a referee" with a dollar, donning a sombrero, and (even though he wasn't fined, but did a Lambeau Leap a few weeks back against my Packers).
 
However, if he had worn the jersey, he would have been fined for it, as it would be considered unappropriate. He has been quoted to say he's not going to do it now, because he doesn't want to be a distraction to the team.
 
I now wonder if this might become a wakeup call for Chad. This is the first time I've heard of him backing down on a promise to showboat. However, I actually think it would have been cool for him to do it, but at the same time, I can also see where it could upset the flow of the team.
 
The Bengals have had a horrendous record over the last twenty years, and they're basically in the playoffs. In some ways, I hope they can get to the Super Bowl, because of the drama of losing a teamate would drive it home.
 
Chris, May God Bless You.

Random Christmas Videos 12-19-09

Away in a Manger
 
 
Little Dummer Boy
(Note: This is my personal favorite Christmas song)
 
 
Christmas(Baby)
 
 
Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer 
had a very shiny nose. 
And if you ever saw him, 
you would even say it glows. 

All of the other reindeer 
used to laugh and call him names. 
They never let poor Rudolph 
join in any reindeer games. 

Then one foggy Christmas Eve 
Santa came to say: 
"Rudolph with your nose so bright, 
won't you guide my sleigh tonight?" 

Then all the reindeer loved him 
as they shouted out with glee, 
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, 
you'll go down in history! 
 
12月18日

Manger

Manger
 
He
Is born
 
I hold Him in my arms
The Light
From the Star
 
My Son is born
From the Mother
Mary
 
Born
 The Son
Christ
Amen

The Exchange Game

The Exchange Game
 
All gather around in a circle
In the room, the floor is covered with
Bright and shiny wrapped up packages
 
Everyone participating draw a
Number from a faded baseball hat
Are you lucky number one?
 
As the numbers are drawn
You keep it to yourself until called out
Until the game begins
 
The rules are rather simple
Number one starts the game
And ends the game
Everything revolves around
 Number one
 
Number one picks a gift and starts the game
And then comes number two and so on
 
Number two can either steal the gift
Or open another one to end the round
And so on
A gift can be stolen only three times a round
But the one stolen from cannot steal it back
Unless someone else steals it from the
One who stole it from you
 
And the gift giving
Circle is mysterious
As you don't know
What you will get or
You think you sitting pretty
Until someone steals from you
Sometimes you ask each other
Or you know that somone
Could use the bounty
Silent rules
 
Somewhere at the end of
The chaos everyone is
 Satisfied with the fact
 That the excercise in
The end is not the gift
 But it's the interaction
With family and friends
 
That's the true meaning
 Of the exchange game
 
12月10日

Despite #4 in Purple

I find it funny that it took Vikings fans who've hated Brett Favre to suddenly embrace him. I know I have not commented on this at all during the football seasn, but this article sums it up for me. I think you know where I stand.
 
 
 
12月6日

She/Uh! All Night

She
 
She walks by moonlight
No one really knows
Enchanted starlight
Never going home
I know she's going down
Goin'
She's so good
Do well for others
She doesn't really know
The powers are within her
As she takes off her clothes
Do well for others
She doesn't really know
The powers are within her
As she takes off her clothes
I know she's going down
Goin
She's so good
 
Uh! All Night!
 
Everyone around the world
Everybody's doing time
Freedom starts at five-fifteen
Prision starts at a quarter to nine
 
It takes a hard working lover
To keep me towing the line
I'll meet you under the covers
I'm so excited, I'm so excited
 
When we work all day
And we don't know why
There's just one thing that
Money won't buy
When you're body's been starved
Feed your appetite
When you're body's been starved
You gotta
UH! All Night!
UH! UH!
 
Take me to the jungle, honey
We're living in a human zoo
Gotcha turning tricks for money
I'd rather roll around with you
When the waiting is over
I come running to you
I've got the whole night to show you
I'm so excited, I'm so excited
 
When we work all day
And we don't know why
There's just one thing that money
Can't buy
When your body's been starved
Fedd your appetite
When you work all day
You gotta
UH! All Night
 
I gotta tell ya
I need to feel ya
I wanna
UH! All Night 
 
12月5日

Christmas Video Of The Day

 
Love this song. Great band too.
 
I'll be posting my favorite Christmas songs randomly until Christmas Day. Whether they have video, or just plain audio with a nice picture for you to look at, keep in mind that it's just my personal choices.
 
Some of them are funny, just to let you know. Two of them come to mind.
 
But enjoy!

Merry Christmas For Our Troops

  This is one poem that has gone around the internet for quite some time; however, it's probably one that I love to share. Because I am from a military family, have friends who are serving, this is for them and for their loved ones. Because without them, I would not have the freedom to write like I do.
 
 
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
   HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
   IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
   PLASTER AND STONE.
  
   I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY
   WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
   AND TO SEE JUST WHO
   IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
  
   I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
   A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
   NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
   NOT EVEN A TREE.
  
   NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,
   JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
   ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
   OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
  
   WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
   AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
   A SOBER THOUGHT
   CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
  
   FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
   IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
   I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
   ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
  
   THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
   SILENT, ALONE,
   CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
   IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
  
   THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
   THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
   NOT HOW I PICTURED
   A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.
  
   WAS THIS THE HERO
   OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
   CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
   THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
  
   I REALIZED THE FAMILIES
   THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
   OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
   WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
  
   SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
   THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
   AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE
   A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
  
   THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM
   EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
   BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
   LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
  
   I COULDN'T HELP WONDER
   HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
   ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
   IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
  
   THE VERY THOUGHT
   BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
   I DROPPED TO MY KNEES
   AND STARTED TO CRY.
  
   THE SOLDIER AWAKENED
   AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
   "SANTA DON'T CRY,
   THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;
  
   I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
   I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
   MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
   MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS."
  
   THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER
   AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
   I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
   I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
  
   I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
   SO SILENT AND STILL
   AND WE BOTH SHIVERED
   FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
  
   I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE
   ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
   THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
   SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
  
   THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
   WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
   WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,
   IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."
  
   ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
   AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
   "MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
   AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT."