Hello everyone. I’m new at this, so please forgive any mistakes that I might make. Anyways, I’m glad to have been invited and to have form part of this new community. I look forwards to having a good time here. Anyways, this is a very quick experimental first post to share an article that I posted earlier today on Bubblews. The post is about how the Japanese celebrate Valentine’s Day and for the full article please visit:
http://www.bubblews.com/news/2330118-valentine039s-day-in-japan
Hope everyone enjoys!
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Thursday, February 13, 2014
Corvette Museum Sinkhole Engulfs Classic Cars
In a way that would make the occupy movement proud, mother nature decided to reclaim a bit of the lost materials that were being hoarded by the National Corvette Museum.
Here is security camera footage of a sinkhole opening up right underneath a beautiful yellow corvette...
If you'd like to see another angle, the National Corvette Museum was kind enough to provide a secondary video....
Absolutely beautiful. No I don't mean the incredibly wasteful American Sports Cars, I mean the view of watching them take a nose dive into Hades where they belong.
Beautiful.
Solivagus,
Drew D
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Here is security camera footage of a sinkhole opening up right underneath a beautiful yellow corvette...
Beautiful.
Solivagus,
Drew D
Free Digital Pictures for Your Blog <-- click here to support your fellow author.
Stealing from people that help you
I have to say I am a bit upset about everything I came across last night, well yesterday afternoon when I arrived at the school to help get the snackbar open. Someone (s) robbed us.
I do not think that did most of the damage, the most damage was done when it was reported to two school officials and the police were not called and the blame was turned around on us. Yes, you read that right, here we are working hard to do things for these students and staff and we work our butts off and this is how we are treated. I was livid and they knew it.
So I made the calls to the people I needed to let know what happened and also informed them off the reaction of the school reps.
A crime is a crime no matter where it is committed, if you take something that is not yours or if you enter a place you were not invited that is a CRIME.
They took all of the candy and the items from the cooler, why they tried to take the poweraid cooler I do not know, it cannot come out of the snackbar it will not fit out any doors. LOL some old booster tshirts and other items were also stolen.this was not as bad as when we walked in since we had to clean up some before we could get in there.
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I do not think that did most of the damage, the most damage was done when it was reported to two school officials and the police were not called and the blame was turned around on us. Yes, you read that right, here we are working hard to do things for these students and staff and we work our butts off and this is how we are treated. I was livid and they knew it.
So I made the calls to the people I needed to let know what happened and also informed them off the reaction of the school reps.
A crime is a crime no matter where it is committed, if you take something that is not yours or if you enter a place you were not invited that is a CRIME.
Does Sex Sell Online Games?
Online gaming has become a massive multi-billion dollar industry and the competition among established and emerging MMORPGs is intense. It is reported that 217 million people log on to play online games worldwide everyday. (Techcrunch). The average monthly subscription for these online role-playing fantasy escapes is about $15.00.
New start-up online gaming concepts are literally made or broken by how many subscribing gamers they can attract to their game. But great concept, next-generation state-of-the-art high definition graphics and kick ass high-intensity game-play is not even enough to shock the hard-core gamers that have seen it all. Some games have resorted to higher skirts and lower bust lines to eek ahead of the competition.MSRB ratings warning consumers these games may contain adult content, inappropriate situations and sexuality have been placed on gaming platforms for a decade now. But who could have known the extent to which we would be exposed to nothing short of raw porn. Again, I am, myself, guilty as charged. For those of us who doesn't get out much to sweep a beautiful lady off her feet, being greeted by a gorgeous, scantly clad super bitch is the next best thing.
Source:
images: my personal online gaming characters, Edenjaid of warcraft & Eve Online.
http://techcrunch.com/2007/07/10/217-million-people-play-online-games/
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Wednesday, February 12, 2014
What Sort of Images Would You Use?
Aside from messing up the permalink on my new blog entry, I've also provided another high quality image for you guys to use however you want. I think this one is really going to have a lot of uses, I could see it being used for generic photos in picture frames, as a nice pattern for a design. i especially see it as useful for like, gardeners or landscapers to show off what they can do with a little bit of elbow grease.
http://freedigitalpictures.blogspot.com/2014/02/lanscaping.html
The best part is, this is right outside my house, lol. It's next to my patio, as the post says.
Would you guys mind giving me a little direction as to what sort of images would be useful for you guys to use? I have lots of pictures of plants and my dog so far. Maybe things around the house?
solivagus,
Drew De Jesus
@imwriteaboutyou
@lucysmediafl
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http://freedigitalpictures.blogspot.com/2014/02/lanscaping.html
The best part is, this is right outside my house, lol. It's next to my patio, as the post says.
Would you guys mind giving me a little direction as to what sort of images would be useful for you guys to use? I have lots of pictures of plants and my dog so far. Maybe things around the house?
solivagus,
Drew De Jesus
@imwriteaboutyou
@lucysmediafl
Check Your Gmail For Our New PWG Facebook Page!
Everyone check you Gmail. You should all have invites to our PWG Facebook Page.
https://www.facebook.com/groups/PreferedWritersGroup
If not, ask and me or Laurie will send an invite!
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I Want to be a Slave
That sounds crazy, and even offensive to some, but here me out. I'm not talking about whips and chains, building pyramids or picking cotton. No, I'm talking about the kind of slavery that sets you free.
You see, since I was a young boy, I had always been drawn to the romantic tales of freedom fighters, whether it be Robin Hood, Chief Joseph, Davey Crockett, William Wallace, and a whole bucket more. I wanted to fight for the oppressed and standing in the way of tyrants and giving my life for freedom if necessary.
This rebellious spirit grew in me, deep down to the point that I could not accept anyone telling me what to do. I was going to live life my way, and if you didn't like it sweetheart, we were going to have to part ways. I was going to be free from any and all restraints. A desperado in a way.
I found myself part of a movement that was standing down their oppressive government, and yet, I was being nagged by this voice in my head that was telling me something I didn't want to hear. "You can't win, Milo. Human nature throws itself against your movement, as noble as it may be. You are wasting what precious little life you have for a cause that can never come to fruition", it would say.
I kept pushing it aside, because the cause was all I had to look forward to. It was who I was. Eventually, I had to accept the truth, it was the only way to shut my annoying mind up!
It wasn't long after I cut myself free from activism that I realized how far I had taken that philosophy. I had pushed away loved ones and anyone, really, who thought to disagree with me. I had rebelled myself into loneliness. That was how bad I wanted to be free. I obviously didn't understand what real freedom is.
Real freedom is putting yourself into something that is obtainable; giving of yourself selflessly; making yourself a slave to others. I had to come to that place to realize that living for myself made me bitter and lonely all the time, and that there are people who tried to give of themselves to me, people who tried desperately to help me see, that I hurt.
Real freedom is having a spouse and children, and making yourself their servant, as they make themselves yours out of mutual love for one another. Real freedom is putting your heart mind and soul into something knowing that you are not doing it in vain. Real freedom produces happiness, and even during the rough times, peace of mind. As contradictory as it sounds, real freedom is making yourself a slave to another.
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You see, since I was a young boy, I had always been drawn to the romantic tales of freedom fighters, whether it be Robin Hood, Chief Joseph, Davey Crockett, William Wallace, and a whole bucket more. I wanted to fight for the oppressed and standing in the way of tyrants and giving my life for freedom if necessary.
This rebellious spirit grew in me, deep down to the point that I could not accept anyone telling me what to do. I was going to live life my way, and if you didn't like it sweetheart, we were going to have to part ways. I was going to be free from any and all restraints. A desperado in a way.
I found myself part of a movement that was standing down their oppressive government, and yet, I was being nagged by this voice in my head that was telling me something I didn't want to hear. "You can't win, Milo. Human nature throws itself against your movement, as noble as it may be. You are wasting what precious little life you have for a cause that can never come to fruition", it would say.
I kept pushing it aside, because the cause was all I had to look forward to. It was who I was. Eventually, I had to accept the truth, it was the only way to shut my annoying mind up!
It wasn't long after I cut myself free from activism that I realized how far I had taken that philosophy. I had pushed away loved ones and anyone, really, who thought to disagree with me. I had rebelled myself into loneliness. That was how bad I wanted to be free. I obviously didn't understand what real freedom is.
Real freedom is putting yourself into something that is obtainable; giving of yourself selflessly; making yourself a slave to others. I had to come to that place to realize that living for myself made me bitter and lonely all the time, and that there are people who tried to give of themselves to me, people who tried desperately to help me see, that I hurt.
Real freedom is having a spouse and children, and making yourself their servant, as they make themselves yours out of mutual love for one another. Real freedom is putting your heart mind and soul into something knowing that you are not doing it in vain. Real freedom produces happiness, and even during the rough times, peace of mind. As contradictory as it sounds, real freedom is making yourself a slave to another.
OOps, Forgot the Title - Still a great writing platform with Blogger
I like this writing style a little better than other ones, as there is HTML as well as the ability to link, pictures and videos are allowed here. I like that there is a number of words rather than spaces. I like that this is set up with blogger than any other platform. I can check my spelling, make bullet and numbered lists, change the font to something cool, and have bold, italic, and underlined words. I can even make the text in color or highlight a word to make it more noticeable.
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All in all, a great way to go. And finally, I can link my website to this post:
Thank you for something different.
Parents Never Stop Worrying About Their Children
Parenting is one of the most challenging jobs but it also
has its own fun. Parents love their kids and always want to see them happy and
successful. They are also protective and don't want their kids to face any kind
of problems. They worry about their children continuously that sometimes cause unnecessary
conflicts between them and their children. My parents worry about me all the
time and I sometimes find it annoying. I know it’s their love for me but now I
am grown up and responsible and would appreciate if I am allowed to take my own
decisions.
Parents have more experience of life and they feel that
their children are immature and may get into trouble due to some silly decision
that they may take. I believe that parents worrying about their children is
fine but as they grow into adults they should give them some more freedom and
just tell them that as parents they are here to support them.
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