Feb
28
2009
4

A Country Saturday Mornin’

It’s 7:00am Saturday mornin’. I was startled around 4:00am by the sound of a pack of beagle dogs hot on the trail of something and these little buggers have been in hot and heavy pursuit ever since then!

Wasn’t really sure what they were chasing, could have been any number of things. Us being so far out in the country, not much would have surprised me……..

Problem is………it sets off so many other chains of events.

Me being the insomniac you all know me to be had just said my goodnight to Lan in the flashchat and went to bed to try and get in a good nap before I had to greet the day.

As soon as my head hit the pillow I heard this horrible bellowing ass drawn out yelp from what had to be the self proclaimed leader of the pack alerting the other members to head toward my window and bark like hell!! Chain of events………..My sweet lil GeeGee whom I love and adore (which happens to be a chiauau and thinks she is tougher than anything) began to bark like we were being invaded!

GeeGee barked and jumped around all over my bed like a spider monkey on crack and would not shut up.

GeeGee wakes the cat up every morning and then the cat begs and begs at the door to come in. (he jumps up and hits the doorknob till somebody opens it)

stay with me here 1. pack of hunting dogs 2. GeeGee wakes and acts crazy 3. Smokey the cat wants in……..ok moving on.

OHhhh…. and where is my son during all this? Sleepin like a log! Still asleep!

OK, during the GeeGee and Smokey ordeal, these dogs are still right around the house here and they haven’t slacked up on the noise one bit! I’m thinkin they got some poor deer running around like crazy in a real panic.

Well moments after all the cat/dog drama is when my Dad was awakened and had to get up and have his mornin’ coffee while he was perched up in the kitchen window to try and see if he could see what was happening out there as the sun was come up.

By this time I am up and just sitting in the dark wondering how long it would be before I would be able to rest.

My Dad comes in actin all struck stupid with crazy ass questions like, “What tha hell?” “Do you hear all that?” “Does that not bother you??” “Shut up GeeGee!” oh and by far my favorite one…….”you reckon they chasin’ somethin’?”

I just sat back, smoked my cigarette and acted like i was not available for conversation for the moment and done a big Jamie rolley eye ha ha.

6:30 rolls around and the ole dogs are still giving it hell and GeeGee or my Pops arent lookin like they are ready to give up either lol It has gotten light enough to see better now and I was out on the porch with a shotgun and ready to take out the poor animal who was being chased or either the dogs (not really, i was just gonna shoot to scare em off) I could hear the dogs were still in the back of the house for the moment when i looked up and what was crossing my driveway and zig zagging like mad all around trees and back and forth across the drive (in the meantime I hear the dogs on the trail coming nearer to the front of the house) It was a poor……………..ONEÂ single teeny tiny fluffy lil bunny! and he was outsmarting every one of em! hahahahaha

I have laughed at myself, the dogs, the cat and my poor Pops, and of course the lil bunny.

See what can happen when you have just one hare outta place?? Muahhhhhhh………..

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Feb
27
2009
7
Feb
25
2009
7

dogtrots……..yeah thats what this was about

Dog Trot Cabin

I was looking up these ‘dogtrot houses’ because i have a friend who owns one and had remodeled it. We just wanted a little info on how they used to be made and i came across this guy. I think he would have a good time here at itsa hanging out with Frog. :)

http://arkansasroadstories.com/engineering/dogtrot.htmlRight about here is where I start ranting and raving. If you didn’t think the Unabomber Manifesto was funny, you probably won’t care for the rest of this article either. This is your chance to hit the “back” button.

When we compare our lives today to those of our ancestors we find that we’ve become obsessive compulsive worker bees hurrying back and forth from flower to hive, socking away our paychecks. Then we pay someone to build our house. Then we pay some utility to heat and light our house. Then we pay a grocer to get our food for us. Then we pay our taxes so the police can protect us physically. Then we pay a daycare and preschool to raise our children for us. We daily run back and forth and back and forth to earn cash so that we can pay somebody to live the most basic elements of our lives on our behalf.

The basic elements of living, getting food, staying warm, making shelter, all that stuff has been replaced with a cash equivalent. For the last ten thousand years the trend of human civilization has been away from independence and toward interdependence, the surrendering of our daily functions to specialists and professionals. Doing this requires the consolidation of smaller social entities like families, clans and tribes into larger entities like city states, world religions, nations, corporations, empires and hegemonies, more efficient and requiring more organization and more central authority.

I could be overromanticizing the frontier. It was crazy dangerous and often unnecessarily so. Every house with a pot bellied stove had no restraints to prevent a child from putting his hand on it. My dad got his first knife when he was six years old and within 24 hours he had learned how not to cut himself. If you turned your first grader loose with pocket knife today the state would take that kid away from you. Help on the frontier was remote if it existed at all. The nearest cop or doctor could easily be a day’s ride away. Your medicine was in the herbs you found in the woods and your cop was the shotgun you kept over the mantle. You were clean maybe once a week for a couple of hours. Disease bearing mosquitoes marauded all the warm months and you had no deet, no window screens, and remember that the millions of acres of fertile farm land you see today were skeeter-breeding swamps up until the 1930’s. Our forefathers lived half their lives with pellagra and infestations of parasites, and the woods around their dogtrot cabins were home to wolves, mountain lions, bears and giant man-eating feral hogs. Those animals were capable of coming after you, but they’d be just as happy to eat your livestock or your food stores, which would be just as bad for you as if they had attacked you directly. Even something as trivial as a possum finding its way into your root cellar could result in serious hardship. Any little injury or infection or moment of carelessnes that today wouldn’t even be noted in your diary could have been fatal to a frontier family a hundred years ago.

Today we’ve smoothed out life’s rough edges, childproofed our cabinets and legislated away all the dangerous splinters of a rough-hewn dog trot house and we are infinitely safer and happier today than our ancestors were.

In a way.

Our ancestors lived in a personally dangerous environment and they were personally responsible for dealing with those threats and handling the occasional catastrophe. While every piece of playground equipment built today is coated with rubber so they’ll never have to experience a splinter or bruise, our children face the prospect of instant wholesale incineration at the hands of people who have access to the best bunkers tax money can buy. The kinds of dangers we face today, from terrorist attacks to invisible industrial contamination to nuclear war, are rarely directly addressable by the individual. Our individual efforts against modern dangers are as futile as prayer was against polio before modern science came to our rescue. The threat is remote and without recourse, out of reach like a voodoo curse and grotesquely, massively destructive. We’ve saved ourselves from the naked Franklin stove and replaced it with newer, bigger horrors like the Nuke of Damocles, devised by the same technology and social institutions that require us to have seat belts in our cars.

Ironic, right?

All this extra safety we have bought for ourselves is an illusion. We have replaced concrete reality with conceptual equivalents in hopes of disguising modern dangers that can not be rectified and which our system seems unable to diminish. If a tree falls on our car, the company gives us the cash value of the car as determined by a computer. The cosmic balance is maintained. Terrorists kill 3000 on 9/11, the government determines the cash value of those people and issues checks to the families.

What was this article about, anyway? Oh yeah, dog trot cabins.

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Feb
24
2009
11

The Itsa Carnival

The Itsa Carnival

Well in the I we got the welcome to the Itsa Carnival and we have Sloan flying high as a kite above the tent and raz is giving a presentation of the independent man inside. Moving to the T we have Lan as the butterfly in the cage and frog stuck in his server at the bottom and of course everyone’s favorite… GRIMM’S SHITPIE resturant. But be careful the door is broken, and in the S we have jumanji tits which you can CLIMB!!!! YAY. And hanging from the right nipple is mack flinging poo at us. And at the bottom of the S we have the entrance to bizarre and emo alley featuring wicked!!!! and in the A we pay tribute to our friends down under and the slide of english skills. At the bottom of the slide is cell phone reception and quality. Wonder who that is for? and then you have at the bottom characteratures done by me, brain, for $5.00 a piece and i only accept canadian dollars. ENJOY!!!

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Feb
24
2009
6

ITSA Grafitti!!!!

ITSA  GraphittiITSA  Graphitti

Here is some Itsachat Grafitti I made in class.

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Feb
24
2009
2

voodoo

I found this blog and thought i would share this part. The original can be found here:

http://elinz.blogspot.com/2005/11/on-voodoo.html

On voodoo

Since watching The Skeleton Key, I’ve taken an interest in voodoo. It seems interesting as the movie provided a brief history on voodoo, as well as hoodoo. The DVD also featured an interview on people who are from the voodoo religion.

I did some research on the internet and discovered many interesting facts on voodoo. Here are some facts from the internet:

Voodoo is religion originated from Africa since the beginning of human civilization. Some conservative estimates these civilizations and religions to be over 10 000 years old. This then identify Voodoo as probably the best example of African syncretism in the Americas. Although its essential wisdom originated in different parts of Africa long before the Europeans started the slave trade, the structure of Voodoo, as we know it today, was born in Haiti during the European colonization of Hispaniola. Ironically, it was the enforced immigration of enslaved African from different ethnic groups that provided the circumstances for the development of Voodoo. European colonists thought that by desolating the ethnic groups, these could not come together as a community. However, in the misery of slavery, the transplanted Africans found in their faith a common thread.

Within the voodoo society, there are no accidents. Practitioners believe that nothing and no event has a life of its own. That is why “vous deux”, you two, you too. The universe is all one. Each thing affects something else. Scientists know that. Nature knows it. Many spiritualists agree that we are not separate, we all serve as parts of One. So, in essence, what you do unto another, you do unto you, because you ARE the other. Voo doo. View you. We are mirrors of each others souls. God is manifest through the spirits of ancestors who can bring good or harm and must be honored in ceremonies. There is a sacred cycle between the living and the dead. Believers ask for their misery to end. Rituals include prayers, drumming, dancing, singing and animal sacrifice.

Unfortunately, the public’s perception of voodoo rites and rituals seems often to point to the evil or malicious side of things. There are healing spells, nature spells, love spells, purification spells, joyous celebration spells. Spirits may be invoked to bring harmony and peace, birth and rebirth, increased abundance of luck, material happiness, renewed health.The fact is, for those who believe it, voodoo is powerful. It is also empowering to the person who practices it.

Scary but interesting huh.

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