Monday, October 13, 2008

LOVE IS LIKE DONKEY KONG


Love is like Donkey Kong
It is powerful and strong
Sometimes you have to settle for second best
Like choosing diddy kong
Everyone knows he is worse than the rest
Love can be as destructive as D.K.s down B
When I’m playing super smash bros on the wii
Love can be easily destroyed
Like D.K. after a B-bomb is deployed
Love can be mysterious at the start
Just like getting an item box in Mario Kart

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

October 7th Blog

Today I was watching The Price is Right. On todays show Drew told one of the contestants that if he won the game he was playing on stage, that they would get a piano for the contestant to play for everyone at the end of the show. The guy won his game and the dinette set , acoustic guitar, and washer and dryer, then got to play the piano for everyone at the end of the show. Another weird thing on todays Price is Right was when the announcer was announcing while standing on his head and two of Bob's beautys held his feet up, after that he inhaled helium while announcing, maybe this announcer should get his own show.

Love is like a drive through

Love is like a fast food drive through. Because you don't always get what you want, but most of the time it leaves you wanting to come back for more. Its like a drive through cause you will like what you get out of it and it will make you happy.

Love Poem

Samuel Daniel

Love is a Sickness

Love is a sickness full of woes,
All remedies refusing;
A plant that with most cutting grows,
Most barren with best using.
Why so?

More we enjoy it, more it dies;
If not enjoy'd, it sighing cries--
Heigh ho!

Love is a torment of the mind,
A tempest everlasting;
And Jove hath made it of a kind
Not well, nor full nor fasting.
Why so?

More we enjoy it, more it dies;
If not enjoy'd, it sighing cries--
Heigh ho!

The theme of this poem is the power of love. A metaphor in the poem when it says love is a plant that with most cutting grows. This means that love is uncontrollable, and if you try to control it you won't be able to.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Poetry Critique

Wheels

Jim Daniels

My brother kept
in a frame on the wall
pictures of every motorcycle, car, truck:
in his rusted out Impala convertible
wearing his cap and gownwavingin his yellow Barracuda
with a girl leaning into him
waving
on his Honda 350
waving
on his Honda 750 with the boys
holding a beer
waving
in his first rigwearing a baseball hat backwards
waving
in his Mercury Montego
getting married
waving
in his black LTD
trying to sell real estate
waving
back to driving trucks
a shiny new rig
waving
on his Harley Sportster
with his wife on the back
waving
his son in a car seat
with his own steering wheel
my brother leaning over him
in an old Ford pickupand they are
waving
holding a wrench a rag
a hose a shammy
waving.
My brother helmetless

rides off on his Harley
waving
my brother's feet
rarely touch the ground-waving waving
face pressed to the wind
no camera to save him.
2. I picked this poem because it talked about cars, and I like cars.
3. The Title is wheels, this fits cause the poem is about cars and trucks and motorcycles.
4. it repeats the word Waving in between a lot of the lines, so you picture the guy waving a lot it also repeats how he is sitting in a different car or bike over time like on his honda 350 and on his honda 750
5. the poem isn't happy or sad its just calm and about remembering her brother

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

My Boat

I like to fish a lot, and on Saturday I bought my own fishing boat. I got a 93 15 foot Bass boat. Its blue and gold and sparkly. I got it sitting in my driveway right now. Its really fast too, we had it out on the Mississippi on the weekend. Its got a 100 horse motor on it, and I really like horses. This weekend I am going to take it up to my cabin where I am going to keep it. Its got all the good stuff you need in it, like two live wells, two fish finders, trolling motor, and all this other stuff too.

Titles

Three titles for my personal narrative are
Sneezer The Horse
Since I Became A Horse
and
How I Learned to Juggle