Thursday, February 5, 2015
Hey guys sorry for not writing more but I'm writing a book and its taken up the writing part of my brain for a while but I'm back and so irritated with the planet that I might figuratively explode. So, rant now talk later. The country is panicing because out of the MORE THAN 316 MILLION people in the U.S.A 95 have measles! DUN DUN DAH! We're all gonna DIIIEE! Well think about it, maybe not. To properly express my emotions I'm going to have to break out the sarcasm font.
Here I go: The measles are an epidemic of unseen proportions killing Millions! See how this works.
Now I will give you a look into the life of a 12 year old girl being raised by the dreaded:
Antivax parents
Hello world your worst fears are true the AntiVax movement is actually run by evil people striving to turn innocent children into germ incubating beasts in the name of AntiScience. As a child being raised by people who don't agree with mainstream media I learned to keep my head down and sacrifice my kittens to Satan without complaint. Whenever I get sick (about once a week*) mom takes me down to the cancer ward to use child cancer victims as tissues. Sometimes we get kicked out of the cancer ward and have to use the NICU instead because, unvaccinated infants** of course we say that I'm not vaccinated because of family history of autoimmune diseases on both sides, and a list of allergies that include but are not limited to: air freshener, animal fur, artificial food coloring and flavoring, pollen, milk, seaseme seeds, soy, wheat, corn, tomatoes, mold, mildew, fabric softener, feathers, perfume, spring,and fall. As well as a generally messed up immune system that makes predicting how I will react to anything nearly impossible, But it's really because we're too lazy to get up off our asses and take life saving wonderfulness!
*6 months
**whenever I get sick mom tucks me into bed with a good book, a humidifier, and some soup. We don't go anywhere.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Computer bugs!!
Hello, and welcome to Mya's random thought of the day,
Drumroll please.
Wait hold that thought for a moment. I need to vacuum my laptop: vruumme "Ha, ha, die ants die!"
Now, let me sing to you about computer bugs.
Ahem, the itsy bitsy antsys climbed up the computer vent
up came the screen and showed off all the ants
out came the Tube* and sucked up all the ants
and the itsy bitsy antsys were all dead.
Well that's pretty much it.
*The name's Tube, Vacuum Tube.
Drumroll please.
Wait hold that thought for a moment. I need to vacuum my laptop: vruumme "Ha, ha, die ants die!"
Now, let me sing to you about computer bugs.
Ahem, the itsy bitsy antsys climbed up the computer vent
up came the screen and showed off all the ants
out came the Tube* and sucked up all the ants
and the itsy bitsy antsys were all dead.
Well that's pretty much it.
*The name's Tube, Vacuum Tube.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
The great lizard debacle of 2014
Hello and welcome to Mya's random thought of the day.
Drumroll please,
"Yesterday was the great lizard debacle of 2014.''
Big news at our house this week, was that mom was getting a new washer and dryer to replace the ones that only worked when poked with a bamboo skewer, and that meant lots of cleaning up the basement. So that the laundry machines could be rolled though the toy/homeschool room down the hall and into the laundry room. (For some back ground my siblings are 5 and 7 and being homeschooled by Mom who tries her best not to let us all drown in our own filth but it's an uphill battle sometimes. So, anyways, we were cleaning, and by about the third layer of crap, we discovered something, a dead lizard. Dad wrapped it in a paper towel, threw it away and we thought we were done with that for about 3 seconds, at which point, I picked up a lid from a Costco sized jar of nuts, yelled LIZARD!! And abruptly dropped the lid onto a baby lizard. Breathing deeply, I thought, "Caallm dowwn, Mya, it is probably just a big beetle. It was what, like two inches long and shaped like an oval? Just a beetle.'' Feeling much better, I assured my mother that "I was just freaked out. It might be just a bug." And in a less assuring tone, that I didn't know if it was alive, but that I would check. Bravely turning over the lid to discover a LIZARD!! Even ever cool-headed Mom was like ''ITS ALIVE ITS ALIVE!!" Dad didn't want to touch it, my brother was scared of it, and my sister stood back occasionally yelling, "Get it daddy, get it!'' Eventually Dad caught it in a jar with a lid not unlike the one at the beginning of our tale and put it outside
P.S If you're worrying about the big lizard, little lizard ratio, don't. I have it on the best ten year old authority that they were both juveniles even though one was the lizard equivalent of a baby and the other at least ten judging by size.
Drumroll please,
"Yesterday was the great lizard debacle of 2014.''
Big news at our house this week, was that mom was getting a new washer and dryer to replace the ones that only worked when poked with a bamboo skewer, and that meant lots of cleaning up the basement. So that the laundry machines could be rolled though the toy/homeschool room down the hall and into the laundry room. (For some back ground my siblings are 5 and 7 and being homeschooled by Mom who tries her best not to let us all drown in our own filth but it's an uphill battle sometimes. So, anyways, we were cleaning, and by about the third layer of crap, we discovered something, a dead lizard. Dad wrapped it in a paper towel, threw it away and we thought we were done with that for about 3 seconds, at which point, I picked up a lid from a Costco sized jar of nuts, yelled LIZARD!! And abruptly dropped the lid onto a baby lizard. Breathing deeply, I thought, "Caallm dowwn, Mya, it is probably just a big beetle. It was what, like two inches long and shaped like an oval? Just a beetle.'' Feeling much better, I assured my mother that "I was just freaked out. It might be just a bug." And in a less assuring tone, that I didn't know if it was alive, but that I would check. Bravely turning over the lid to discover a LIZARD!! Even ever cool-headed Mom was like ''ITS ALIVE ITS ALIVE!!" Dad didn't want to touch it, my brother was scared of it, and my sister stood back occasionally yelling, "Get it daddy, get it!'' Eventually Dad caught it in a jar with a lid not unlike the one at the beginning of our tale and put it outside
P.S If you're worrying about the big lizard, little lizard ratio, don't. I have it on the best ten year old authority that they were both juveniles even though one was the lizard equivalent of a baby and the other at least ten judging by size.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Thursday, September 4, 2014
The best gap year ever (with star trek)
Its time for Mya's random thought of the day.
Drumroll please,
"The best gap year ever would be waitressing in Ten Forward on the Enterprise."
Mom came home from a homeschool conference talking about gap years a while back and how some kids spend a year between high school and college following around people to figure out what they want to be or touring the world or something else they want to do. I'm a huge trekkie. And so, combining those two things, we get trekkie gap years.
Assuming I live in a cool futuristic universe, someday I want to be a science officer and hopefully some day be a captain. But I haven't decided if I want the prestige of a starship or if I'd be just as happy skipping the academy and exploring the galaxy on my own. Since they probably won't rent out ships to minors, my best bet would be a civilian position on a starship. And because I'm not cut out to be a janitor, and need to be placed somewhere where I can ask people about what they've been doing today. Do they enjoy their choice of career? What could I expect for my first assignment? I would apply for a waitressing job in a bar, on a large starship, like Ten-Forward.
Here are 10 reasons:
* How hard is it to take something out of a replicator and deliver it to a table?
* Its a great way to meet awesome people.
* There's shore leave on Risa!
* Since I'm not a main character I might not get brainwashed on Risa
* I'd get to see the galaxy.
* If I decided to go to the academy there'd lots of time to study.
* I would get to learn about cool alien cultures.
* "Year's experience aboard a starship" makes for a strong résumé"
* Most of the time only real Starfleet officers get killed off.
* And in a bar on a starship who knows what will happen?
Our closing thought is
"I am a geek through and though. Deal with it."
Drumroll please,
"The best gap year ever would be waitressing in Ten Forward on the Enterprise."
Mom came home from a homeschool conference talking about gap years a while back and how some kids spend a year between high school and college following around people to figure out what they want to be or touring the world or something else they want to do. I'm a huge trekkie. And so, combining those two things, we get trekkie gap years.
Assuming I live in a cool futuristic universe, someday I want to be a science officer and hopefully some day be a captain. But I haven't decided if I want the prestige of a starship or if I'd be just as happy skipping the academy and exploring the galaxy on my own. Since they probably won't rent out ships to minors, my best bet would be a civilian position on a starship. And because I'm not cut out to be a janitor, and need to be placed somewhere where I can ask people about what they've been doing today. Do they enjoy their choice of career? What could I expect for my first assignment? I would apply for a waitressing job in a bar, on a large starship, like Ten-Forward.
Here are 10 reasons:
* How hard is it to take something out of a replicator and deliver it to a table?
* Its a great way to meet awesome people.
* There's shore leave on Risa!
* Since I'm not a main character I might not get brainwashed on Risa
* I'd get to see the galaxy.
* If I decided to go to the academy there'd lots of time to study.
* I would get to learn about cool alien cultures.
* "Year's experience aboard a starship" makes for a strong résumé"
* Most of the time only real Starfleet officers get killed off.
* And in a bar on a starship who knows what will happen?
Our closing thought is
"I am a geek through and though. Deal with it."
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Hello and welcome to Mya's random thought of the day!
Drumroll please.
"If you treat science as a religion it isn't science."
I recently un-followed a very popular Facebook page that professed to love science. They did love it, with a blind passion, trusted scientists with their lives, and declared those who questioned it were simple minded, flat-earthers, or just plain stupid. The trouble is, that science is built on questions. That's how it grows and changes; that's its power, the power to express human curiosity in a way that betters humanity. By supporting organizations that cherry pick data theses people betray that power. By worshipping science you make it meaningless, and by assuming that when a large percentage of the population notices something dangerous about something that they are basically idiots raving about things that they don't understand. Take G.M.Os for example, they say that people have been "genetically modifying organisms" for thousands of years. But in fact turning a wolf into a poodle, although a drastic change, happened gradually over hundreds of years through selective breeding. Nature had time work out the details and fix the mistakes. While GMOs are made quickly in a lab by mixing the genetic structures of two or more life forms. Time has not yet shown the possible mistakes. They say its okay because much of the research is done by nonprofit organizations and not big corporations. I say that the money to do the research came from somewhere and they have no stated agenda which makes them pretty shady.
But really the best way to sum up the Facebook page is in the words of my fairy godmother "You don't love science you lust for science's fat ass as it walks by."
P.S I know this is in a different tone than my other post but what can I say sometimes I write happy sometimes I write ANGRY
Drumroll please.
"If you treat science as a religion it isn't science."
I recently un-followed a very popular Facebook page that professed to love science. They did love it, with a blind passion, trusted scientists with their lives, and declared those who questioned it were simple minded, flat-earthers, or just plain stupid. The trouble is, that science is built on questions. That's how it grows and changes; that's its power, the power to express human curiosity in a way that betters humanity. By supporting organizations that cherry pick data theses people betray that power. By worshipping science you make it meaningless, and by assuming that when a large percentage of the population notices something dangerous about something that they are basically idiots raving about things that they don't understand. Take G.M.Os for example, they say that people have been "genetically modifying organisms" for thousands of years. But in fact turning a wolf into a poodle, although a drastic change, happened gradually over hundreds of years through selective breeding. Nature had time work out the details and fix the mistakes. While GMOs are made quickly in a lab by mixing the genetic structures of two or more life forms. Time has not yet shown the possible mistakes. They say its okay because much of the research is done by nonprofit organizations and not big corporations. I say that the money to do the research came from somewhere and they have no stated agenda which makes them pretty shady.
But really the best way to sum up the Facebook page is in the words of my fairy godmother "You don't love science you lust for science's fat ass as it walks by."
P.S I know this is in a different tone than my other post but what can I say sometimes I write happy sometimes I write ANGRY
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
It's time for Mya's random thought of the day. Drumroll please.
"People are like a bag of Bertie Bots every flavor beans."
What, you don't remember Bertie Bots every flavor beans?? Well let me jog your memory.
Now you probably want me to explain my earlier statement and because I'm highly susceptible to peer pressure, I'll tell you. Every time you meet someone you're fishing though the bag that is the universe and generally hoping for a really awesome one like chocolate or cherry but the trouble is, that people, like jellybeans, come in every flavor and most of the time you get an odd flavor like turkey or earwax simply because there are so many flavors in a bag and if you have fudge you also have to have vomit and lots and lots in between. So you have to find the ones that you're comfortable with because you could find that you love turkey flavored beans even if no one else does or that brown bean that everyone said was chocolate wasn't. So in conclusion what this all boils down to is that:"People are like a bag of Bertie Bots every flavor jellybeans there are some really great ones out there but there's an awful lot you wouldn't want to lick."
"People are like a bag of Bertie Bots every flavor beans."
What, you don't remember Bertie Bots every flavor beans?? Well let me jog your memory.
Now you probably want me to explain my earlier statement and because I'm highly susceptible to peer pressure, I'll tell you. Every time you meet someone you're fishing though the bag that is the universe and generally hoping for a really awesome one like chocolate or cherry but the trouble is, that people, like jellybeans, come in every flavor and most of the time you get an odd flavor like turkey or earwax simply because there are so many flavors in a bag and if you have fudge you also have to have vomit and lots and lots in between. So you have to find the ones that you're comfortable with because you could find that you love turkey flavored beans even if no one else does or that brown bean that everyone said was chocolate wasn't. So in conclusion what this all boils down to is that:"People are like a bag of Bertie Bots every flavor jellybeans there are some really great ones out there but there's an awful lot you wouldn't want to lick."
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