I've taken so many pictures that i dont feel like sorting them anymore.
My computer is a mess.
HELP!!!
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Butterfly Effect
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Talk about interconnectedness.
According to U.S. Mint Director Edmund Moy, the U.S. vending machine industry stands to save $1 billion if consumers ditch their flimsy paper bills for $1 coins. The switch would eliminate maintenance on bill acceptance slots.
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Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Upto no Good
There was a little boy
Who just sat in class
Gave no answers
Just let them pass
They thought he never understood.
His teachers they glared at him
And said, "this boy is upto no good"
There was a little boy
Who wanted to see
The whole world
As far as could be
They always said he never would
The people around looked
And said, "this boy is upto no good"
There was a little boy
Who went to France
He said he wanted to
Enjoy the wine, song and dance
They say what got him was the food
The people around shook their heads
And said, "this boy is upto no good"
There was a little boy
Who travelled far and wide
He climbed every church spire
His joy he couldn't hide
So he hollered as loud as he could
People below just looked up
And said, "this boy is upto no good"
I met the little boy
One cold winter's day
As I looked into the mirror
What could I say?
I was in a pretty good mood
So i just shook my head
And said, "that boy is upto no good"
.
Who just sat in class
Gave no answers
Just let them pass
They thought he never understood.
His teachers they glared at him
And said, "this boy is upto no good"
There was a little boy
Who wanted to see
The whole world
As far as could be
They always said he never would
The people around looked
And said, "this boy is upto no good"
There was a little boy
Who went to France
He said he wanted to
Enjoy the wine, song and dance
They say what got him was the food
The people around shook their heads
And said, "this boy is upto no good"
There was a little boy
Who travelled far and wide
He climbed every church spire
His joy he couldn't hide
So he hollered as loud as he could
People below just looked up
And said, "this boy is upto no good"
I met the little boy
One cold winter's day
As I looked into the mirror
What could I say?
I was in a pretty good mood
So i just shook my head
And said, "that boy is upto no good"
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