Sup Angel Dawg (Blag Entry #74)

Hello Peoples!

I've been putting this off for a while now. Since about 3 weeks ago I got the idea to upload a bunch of pictures of my dog, and tell you a little story about his day.



My dog's name is Angel. He's around eight years old. Combined with his neutering, he's calm most of the day. We usually can find him in this position:



Angel loves his walks, especially with my father. I, on the other hand, walk him down the center of the street and barely let him do anything. Here's us getting ready to go out:



I bet you doubted me on the road thing:



After our walk, Angel will take a nap until dinner time:



Oh, before I end this entry, I just wanna say one thing, you see that tree over here?



Fuck that tree.



I hoped you enjoyed meeting Angel, because he doesn't even know you exist! In fact, if you were to come to my house he'll bit your face off. Have a wonderful weekend everyone!

God Damn it.

So I was looking up the correct spelling of Molotov Cocktail when I stumbled across the Columbine School Massacre.

I just want to say, if you ever feel like the whole world is against you, like socity, school, and everyone else is not worthy to survive. Just break down to somebody. Don't keep everything in. Cry, sob, bitch, let all the anger flow out. Somebody will listen. Somebody always does.

And all you people out there who think video-games are real, they're not. That's why they're called games. So don't buy illegal guns and go out killing people just because it's "fun" in a video game. Same with movies.

I just felt that this shouldn't have to happen again. I promise a happier entry next week.

America On-line

God. I remember when I was five, all we had was AOL. There was probably more but AOL is what we used. Aol and Dial-up. Damn, we even used their shitty browser too. I had to have a kid account, which wouldn't let me watch Youtube videos when I was 10. My email address was something unrecognizable by anyone. I didn't even bother to remember it. God damn those days sucked. I rather go home and watch Reba then look up anything on the internet.

Then, one summer, when I wanted to look up this one video that all the kids in school where talking about, and after hours of AOL frustration, I asked my mother "Mom, what is this Internet Explorer thing?"
"Oh, just the same thing as AOl but worse."

As I clicked that shortcut I was freed. I no longer was restricted by my kid aol account. After a year of browsing Anonymously, I got my Yahoo account and began trollin' up flickr. I soon spread to Youtube and the Turboj forums, and then on rockraidersunited. I soon became a blogger, and am now know on the internet as "TheEPICtrainrider" or just "TheTrainRider" in places where I rather not get trolled and the people aren't so nice.


I still remember the days when my reach was locked in by a block and a @aol.com. But now I look back and wonder if I could have gotten onto the internet sooner, and would it have made a difference. Would I have met the same people? I don't know, or care. All I care is that I can now run fire-fox with ad-block and have an actual internet and that you peoples who read my blog read my blog. So I ask you, what was your first browser/email?

And think of all the Aol free-trail disks sitting in land-fills all over the world. Those babies are gonna laaassssssstttttt.

Nothing to talk about.

Sorry. All I did was un-interesting stuff. So here's a VIDEO I stumbled across.

Damn it people!

SO I HEARD YOU LEIK VACATION?

Yes. Last week I went on vacation. I'll spare you the details. All of them. In fact I'm not even going to tell you where I went. I'm only going to tell you very specific things. Like how I gave myself something to do on the day I had nothing to do.
As you know I have a gash in my leg. Well... that gash became a hole. And somewhere along the line the hole became infected. So around the Wednesday of my vacation I saw that it wasn't any better, Deeper even, so I rode over to the local clinic to get my leg checked out.
Short story shorter: It was infected, I have to PROPERLY bandage it (with actual bandages and cloth tape), apply a topical cream, and take antibiotics. Yay.....

Good news is that I secured a lot of cool stuff! Like...
A HO scale GG1
A HO scale Boxcar
3 crushed pennies (the kind you put into the machine and crank the... crank)
A compass.
A tiny music box. (well not an actual box but what you find in the box that makes the music)
A jar the size of a serving of jelly. (Win.)
AND MUCH MUCH MORE!!!

Other news:

I have recently come to a conclusion. The Internet will never cease to amaze me.
It's so weird. I ether find something horribly graphic, (I.E. Blue Waffles. *shiver*) and then something cuter then I have ever seen. (I.E. The Mean kitty channel on Youtube) I might go searching for something (like a model train made from soda cans) and find something else that's equally awesome as what I was searching for (http://www.flickr.com/photos/23681077@N05/4393890506/in/pool-72787029@N00). Hell, I found a Rubik's cube teacher and got one of the greatest minds on Youtube. (Dan Brown)

All I know, is that at the end of each viewing, I'm always staring flabbergasted at my screen with my mouth wide open thinking... What. The. Crap.




NOTE: I have recently learned how to add titles to my images. I have also decided to abuse this power.

The Internet

Imagine.
Just a few decades ago, people were saying "Hey, I heard about this thing called the Internet!" "Now we can communicate by e-mail! No more letters!"
Now look. The internet is now more then a super highway of information. It has evolved into much more. The internet is a host to a infinite about of sub-cultures, each one adding to the grand scheme of "World Wide Web". If we needed to contact someone in Europe, we used to write letters and send them over the coarse of a few weeks. Now we can just send them a E-mail or an Instant Message.
Imagine how stupid the people who said "This 'Internet' will never be anything big" are feeling right now. Everyone uses the internet. You need to know something, you Google it. Imagine that pulses of energy connect the world together.

Ima on a... Raft.

So Friday, me and my father decided to take a short vacation. We first went down to Scranton penn. and then up to Port Jervis to go canoeing with my Uncle and other people we go canoeing with.
Scranton seamed to be getting nicer, even though though a bunch of the shops had shut down. I guess the combination of the Mall and the economic downturn killed them off. We went to a small hobby shop, which was nice, but a little small. And, of course, we went to steamtown.
For those who don't know what the hell I'm talking about. Steamtown is a Historic site that operates and maintains steam locomotives. Actually, that's the only reason we actually go to Scranton.
When we got there, we paid the $18 dollars for the both of us ($6 dollars entrance fee, $3 for the "Scranton Limited" trip, and times 2 for the two of us) and we set out upon the park. The only trips they were running was 4 "Scranton limited" trips. The Scranton Limited takes you up to the Lackawanna station and back. We tried to get the first trip, but the lady didn't elaborate on the boarding location. Little did we know that the train leaves at the roundhouse and not the platform. Don't worry, we caught the next one. It was a great way to spend 30 minutes. For dinner we went up to a restaurant "The Marvelous Mugs" which is one of the better ones in the area. Or out of it. What ever.
The next day, we went rafting down the Delaware river with my Uncle, my Fathers Friend, his son, My Uncle's Friend, His wife, their daughter, and her friend. My Uncle's Friend and his Wife would go in a canoe, while the rest of us went down the raft. We had some fun. Jumping around. Taking pictures. Me jumping into the water. Pudding pops. Ninja Stars. Getting stuck on rocks. Lunch. Fish jumping out of the water. Dead fish. Bugs. Snakes. Eagles. Nick-Naming. Me jumping off the raft and banging up my leg. Using a sock to stop the bleeding. Me jumping off a cliff with a bleeding leg twice. More blood. Sunburn. Quite honestly the best part of the summer! Now, if you don't mind. I've been away for my computer for to long and I need to start updating all the things that have built up.

For those of you who are curious. And by that I mean nobody. http://www.nps.gov/stea/index.htm