Bonne fête, Canada!

Have a good one, eh?

100 Most Influential Persons

Muhammad • Isaac Newton • Jesus Christ • Buddha • Confucius • St. Paul • Ts'ai Lun • Johann Gutenberg • Christopher Columbus • Albert Einstein • Louis Pasteur • Galileo Galilei • Aristotle • Euclid • Moses • Charles Darwin • Shih Huang Ti • Augustus Caesar • Nicolaus Copernicus • Antoine Laurent Lavoisier • Constantine the Great • James Watt • Michael Faraday • James Clerk Maxwell • Martin Luther • George Washington • Karl Marx • Orville and Wilbur Wright • Genghis Kahn • Adam Smith • Edward de Vere • John Dalton • Alexander the Great • Napoleon Bonaparte • Thomas Edison • Antony van Leeuwenhoek • William T.G. Morton • Guglielmo Marconi • Adolf Hitler • Plato • Oliver Cromwell • Alexander Graham Bell • Alexander Fleming • John Locke • Ludwig van Beethoven • Werner Heisenberg • Louis Daguerre • Simon Bolivar • Rene Descartes • Michelangelo • Pope Urban II • 'Umar ibn al-Khattab • Asoka • St. Augustine • William Harvey • Ernest Rutherford • John Calvin • Gregor Mendel • Max Planck • Joseph Lister • Nikolaus August Otto • Francisco Pizarro • Hernando Cortes • Thomas Jefferson • Queen Isabella I • Joseph Stalin • Julius Caesar • William the Conqueror • Sigmund Freud • Edward Jenner • Wilhelm Conrad Roentgen • Johann Sebastian Bach • Lao Tzu • Voltaire • Johannes Kepler • Enrico Fermi • Leonhard Euler • Jean-Jacques Rousseau • Nicoli Machiavelli • Thomas Malthus • John F. Kennedy • Gregory Pincus • Mani • Lenin • Sui Wen Ti • Vasco da Gama • Cyrus the Great • Peter the Great • Mao Zedong • Francis Bacon • Henry Ford • Mencius • Zoroaster • Queen Elizabeth I • Mikhail Gorbachev • Menes • Charlemagne • Homer • Justinian I • Mahavira •

I find it interesting that a majority of the persons listed pertain to a religion. Another obvious majority consists of persons involved with scientific and enlightened thinking. Unfortunately, these work fields are not of my suit (ah nuts). Whatever shall I do to avoid being totally forgotten when I'm dead and buried (or in Sonya's case, eatten)? I want suggestions!

Triple A: Athiests Are Awesome

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

nyctophobia- a pathological fear of the darkness

I am terrified of the dark. I still sleep with the closet light on and I can't sleep without a blanket covering me. I don't know why I am so terrified, and I'm not really sure what it is that I am terrified of. But bedtime is usually my worst enemy. It is a combination of my trouble falling asleep (due to certain medications) and my extreme paranoia when I am alone in the dark. Nyctophobia is an extreme and irrational anxiety response to darkness where one knows he is safe, like in his bedroom. A little fear of the dark is sensible, but when it gets to the point of being an extreme fear is when it becomes abnormal. I don't think I could be classified as a nyctophobiac because my fear is not that extreme. I would really like to learn more about this subject and I hope to do another post on this very soon.

Proof of Evolution

A picture's worth a thousand words.

Jane Eyre-enough said

Sonya is hoggin' my bloggin'

Therefore, I have to catch up to the typing machine that is she. I must type words of freedom, beauty, truth and love! Above all things I believe in love....but too bad cause Sonya already wrote a blog on that. I will express my individual style by writing about something entirely different.

How about childhood! Oh the wonders of childhood. When I was just a wee lassie I dreamed of unicorns and beautiful men riding them galloping down the halls of high school and grabbig high school me and sitting me down next to him and riding off into the wild blue yonder.....high school is very similar to that actually. Without the unicorns and men. What a bummer. Sonya was there though! I bet you wonder what sonya looked like when she was little. Here she is, that little bugger.

Isn't she perty? She wore that to school everyday insisting that she was a "flower child," or a woman of a different era. We just thought she was wacko. But nevertheless, there was something I liked about that hippie. Oh yeah, here's one of me.

Awwwwww I'm adorable. So as I was saying, the two of us were suddenly inseperable. I don't really know why, because like you saw, she was a freak. But I had enough popularity for the both of us, obviously. I mean, did you see my outfit? Kids dug that. Anyway, we also had another member to our outrageous clan that fit in right with us. Mary Elizabeth was her name, and she looked a little different as well.

Ah yes, Mary Elizabeth is a stunning girl. Just look at those lips! Thats her and her renaissance hubby...I just can't remember his name. So you've got a hippie, a thing (1), and someone stuck in a romance novel in our lovely little family. Who could have a better childhood?