I am incredibly happy with myself because of my new blog skin. Look at the music player thingy. Play with it! I know that I took the idea from Jess, but I still like it on my blog. I usually don’t like background music, but with this one, you can have a say in the music, and you can even turn it off. There is nothing more annoying than two toned music. I’ll make a list of website pet peeves:

• Background music
• When the cursor looks like +
• Stupid windows that pop up when you enter the site that say something like “Xx KISS ME xX”
• People who say “SIGN MY GUESTBOOK!” That is so dumb. If some one feel like signing, they will! I think that Blogger should make leaving a comment have less steps, however. You have to go through like three screens to leave a one-liner.
• WRITING LIKE THIS! THIS IS ANNOYING, NO?
• WrItInG LiKe ThIs! ThIs Is AlSo AnNoYiNg!
• writing with no punctuation or verb usage i think that it is inconsiderate
• Using text that you have to highlight in order to see it.
• Tiny little boxes that contain your post. You have a huge screen! Use it!
• Post boxes that you have to scroll sideways. That is a hugely annoying thing. I won’t go back to a website where you have to do that.

I’ve been living in central Arizona for 4 years now, and Christmas still doesn’t feel like Christmas. Today my church had a “stay and talk to people” kind of service, and there was a bunch of muchies on the outside patio. We were all hot standing out there. Crazy. If it’s 80 degrees, and you’re opening presents, it will not feel like Christmas.

Have a merry Christmas, to all of you Northeners!

I went to Goldfield Arizona the other day. Which used to be full of gold. There are still some mines up ther, but they are privately owned. You can see a picture of me here.

There is a lot of gold mining in Goldfield, Arizona, which inspired many men to go gold mining during the 1800`s. Right next to the town in the Superstition Mountains, where the Lost Duchman`s Gold Mine is supposedly hidden. That has to be one of the most famous gold mine legends of the American wild West.

With the ratio of men to women at 1,800:1, there was bound to be a lot of prostitution going on. The average age of a man was 35- so young to die. It was a legal profession back in the day, but I can`t imagine working there. I am currently reading Les Miserables by Victor Hugo, and he really puts a light on what drives a woman to become a prostitute. They really are people. Fantine, a main character in the book, became a prostitute after she was fired from her job, and could no longer support her beautiful, fatherless, child Cosette. Fantine loved the father of her child with all her heart, and “she treated him like she would a husband.” He was not as devoted to her however, and left her with child and without support.

Also in this ex-town was the birth of THE ARIZONA REPUBLIC. Which, by the way, is a very good newspaper. Back in the day it was known as the Arizona Republican…they still stick to their conservative roots, even though they get most of their articles from the Associated Press. AP is the organizatin that I want to work for.

Phoenix at the time was a small town of about 2,000 at the time, while this town was home to 5,000. Goldfield was rightly the biggest town in Arizona, and made the state capitol. Phoenix was actually called Pumpkinville. As in the orange squash pumpkin. That`s a pretty dumb name and I`m glad that they changed it. Pumpkinville Police Department? OOOhhh, I`m really going to be scared to commit a crime there! What are they going to do, shoot a pumpkin at me?

“Anyone who grew up in the south is bound to have heard the phrase “poor White trash.” Teresa Heinz Kerry has given us a new category- rich White trash.”

“Since death is defined by the cessation of brain waves, shouldn’t life be defined by the beginning of brain waves?”

This is totally something my dad would think up and do. A man payed a fine of $82 dollars in pennies. Check it out!