Jeremy Krakowski.

Jeremy Krakoski.

Perhaps you've heard the name.

Perhaps not.

Jeremy Krakoski is a Christian friend of mine who has created a few films, the best two being Armed Conflict and No Greater Love.

Well, I go to his forum from time to time, thus I'm on his newsletter. The other day, I recieved a pleasant update informing me that his best short, Armed Conflict, had won the 2004 Videomaker(r) competition award for "Best Young Filmmaker."

This Videomaker competition has recieved outstanding reviews from companies such as Sony and Panasonic, and thus Jeremy is now somewhat of a famous person.

His film will be shown in a theater in California to an audience of 200 or more, and then will be placed on a very popular website.

Anyway, I guess by now that you want to see his movie.

Well, I recommend that you do. It's available in Quicktime and DivX. If you don't know what DivX is, then I recommend that you download the quicktime format.

The film is available here.

If you wish to watch it in DivX, select and download the codec here.

Of course, you can just browse around his site if you'd like, and I do recommend it.

The neat thing about Armed Conflict, is that Jeremy did the music himself as well. Good music.

I was impressed. Of course, it does have it's certain amount of cheesyishness to it, but it is pretty good as far as no-budget films go.

Seriously, it's far better than anything David and I have done.

AND, Jeremy is now planning on creating more Christian films, now that he's got a little publicity. The film "No Greater Love" was an example of a film he created in 60 hours. That's very fast for a film of that quality.

BUT, what I started the thread for, is that I hope all of you will drop over to his forums (even if you only post once) and congratulate Jeremy on his accomplishment.

A videomaker magazine award is no small thing!

So, click here to go to the congratulations thread.

But, in other news, Jennifer has sent me some pictures!!

This is truly awesome! Wonderful! Astounding! And More!! For only 39.95 you can... you can... ah the heck with it.

Whatever.

Here are the pictures, and Jennifer's caption on each one:

So I was going through our files and found the cleaning up/fixing up/moving in pictures!

First we have Derrillynn and her friend performing a very strange dance...ummm I'm not sure I want to know!




Yes, you are seeing correctly. I am mopping the ceiling! Hey, it's a strange world!



WOW! Look at the strength of these guys. Not everyone can throw a bed like that!



You know, eventually the fumes get to you...



...they make you do strange things to yourself!



And finally we have Dad, fishing in the black lagoon! I think we went on a diet that night...


- Jennifer Langen.

Lo and behold, we have had our entertainment for the day.

Thank you Jennifer!

Ok. So we need yet ANOTHER freaky SINGING BALD MAN to cap off the day.

This was an entry in the 48 hour film festival (r or tm, not sure which) and was an award winner.

I have to admit, I liked Jeremy's work better, but then again, this is a SINGING BALD MAN.

A singing SCIENTIFIC bald man in fact.

Yeah. This movie stinks so bad, it's awesome. Not to mention, he made the ENTIRE THING, including writing the music, filming, singing, editing, ADR, etc, in 48 hours. No sleeping involved. The speed of the project is incredible, considering the results.

Watch it here, WMV.

Anyway, that's about it for now. Kelly took a whole TON of pictures of the calf, but I don't know where they are right now. I'll get 'em to ya later.

Have fun!

John.

Another 800.

Or somewhere around there. It's a little more than that I think, but I don't have an exact count right now.



I have to learn how to count sections in OpenOffice. OpenOffice is FAR superior to Microsoft Word, especially when you compare prices. Phwew! (hint: OpenOffice 2.0 is FREE. Yup. Good price.)



Anyway, I just havent' figured out all them fancy buttons yet!



You're probably wondering exactly what it is that I'm counting. It's that story. You know, THAT one? The one with Michael the kid, Gabe the dog, Dan and Mercy Wright, the Parents of Ben, Greg, and Molly Wright?



Well, that one has progressed a little bit. Half of these following words were already written, I'd just never finished them. But I have now, and I hope they arent' too confusing. I'm having a little trouble remembering character names myself.



Anyway, here they are. To read the bit before this, (to refresh your memory) go to the last piece I wrote. Once more, the paragraphing is messed up. I really need to figure out what drives this editor, and then, MAYBE I can fix the problem.



And, here it goes:



The Wright family was heading down the road at a leisurely pace, enjoying the morning view of God's green earth. The kids never ceased to marvel at the way trees are always beautiful in one way or another. Molly was naming almost every pretty tree that came into sight, each a slight variation of the word 'leaf'.

Dan Wright continued driving along with a half grin on his lips, but deep though etched into the set of his eyebrows. After a few more moments, they turned onto a little country road, and Dan said “Alright everyone, put your shoes on. Greg, get the door for your sister, Ben, get the door for your Mother.”

Of course, they were still five minutes from their driveway, but he always started early. A mile or two over the twisty road brought them to their driveway, and the turned in. The family was rather surprised to see a teenage boy on their property, trying to start an old lawnmower from the garbage pile.

He stopped suddenly as they pulled in, and just stared at them as they pulled in. Then, as if some idea from space had hit him, he walked towards their vehicle. They came to a stop, and Greg and Ben got out to get the doors for the girls. Michael continued towards them, not pausing for anything. He forced a relaxed expression onto his face, and said confidently, “Hi. How are you doing?”

Mr. Wright was out of the vehicle, and responded “Fine. Yourself?”

“I'm doing fine.” said Michael, his vocal chords warmed up from his multiple one sided chats with Gabe.

Dan wanted to find exactly who this young trespasser was, so he asked, “What's your name?”

“Michael.”

“My name's Dan Wright. This is my family, and I see you've met my home.”

Michael chuckled a little, glad to have made certain that this was their house.

“Yes sir. It's a nice house, but it could use a little work.” A bold way of going about things, and Dan was a little surprised, but interested.

“Really. Such as?”

“Well, the gutters are plugged, the door on the barn needs fixed, the lawn could use a little trimming. You've got the tools, but you don't seem to have the time.”

“No, that I don't. But I also don't have money to throw away.”

“I'm not looking for money, and you're not lookin' to spend it. Here's my suggestion,” Michael to a deep, nervous breath, and continued, “I need a place to stay for a little while, and I see you have plenty of rooms. I could trade you my work, for a place to stay for a few nights. Wouldn't really cost you anything, and you'd still have the work done.”

Dan was disturbed by this boy's forced confidence, and at the same time, pleased with his attention to detail.

“Well Michael, I'd like to discuss it with my wife and think it over for a little while first, but I'll give you a decision as quickly as I can.”

“Sounds good. And thank you. I'm sure it's hard to trust a stranger.”

As Dan walked toward the house, he almost laughed at what an understatement Michael had made. Hard? Try impossible! Dan Wright had been cheated, robbed, and shot at by complete strangers before, many of them seemingly nicer than this lad. Dan walked inside and promptly began explaining the situation to Mercy. After a rather brief description of the idea, he asked what she thought.

“What do I think?” asked Mercy, then continuing “Well, whatever you say is fine with me, but I think that it's a rather one sided deal. Now if just taking care of him for a few days is what you have in mind, then that's fine, and I don't mind it if you don't mind it, but he's not going to put out the same quality of work you do.”

Dan thought this over carefully, then said “You know me. Wouldn't let most strangers even come near my kids, but this one is different. I feel that he's completely open to what we tell him, and that we can reach him. Help him. And I think he will do a good job.”

Right then, a roar from a 2 cycle engine outside got their attention, and they looked out the window to see Michael playing with the now fixed lawnmower.

“Well I'll be.” said Dan in amazement. “If he hasn't got anything else, he has determination. I'd planned to throw that old junker away, because it was worn out and I couldn't get it to start at all, let alone run like that! Sounds like it's new out of the factory.”

Mercy smiled and said, “Well, looks like he's hired. I'll throw lunch on the table real quick. Would you invite him in?”

Dan managed to pull his eyes away from the miraculous lawnmower long enough to look at her and say, “Yeah. Yeah I'll do that.”



Questions? Comments? Suggestions?



Anybody? Anyone?



Hello?



uhg.?

A Calf. Yup.

So, one of our cows had a calf, either yesterday or today. We haven't a clue, but he's pretty tough to be today's calf, so we suspect yesterday.

Anyway, I got some video of that, and a little video of our swimming pool (yuck), and a little tiny bit of video of Dale Heustis.

Now, the video is poorly compressed, but the audio is pretty good. If you listen closely to what the other people are saying when I'm taping the calf, it's pretty entertaining.

Sorry to Valerie again. I'll go get some high-res pictures, and I WILL find that Christmas tree picture...

But, it's once again a WMV file, downloadable for those who are willing to use Windows Media Player 9 (or 10).

Click here to watch.

If you wish to save it to your harddrive, right click, then click "Save Target As", then choose the location.

Right now, I'm waiting for the video to upload, so I'm going to ask Dale Heustis a random question or two.

John (speaking to dale): So, whadaya thinka Texas?

Dale: No Snow. That's a good thing.

Ok, that's all the interview we have time for. I'm going to publish this thing now, and I hope that a few of you will enjoy it.

Before I go,

Ashley, Esther, and anyone else who has made this mistake:

To view a comment that you've JUST posted, you must hit the refresh button on your browser. Stupid IE6.002 thing. Firefox is really a better browser, though the technically illiterate like myself prefer to use Internet Explorer. If you think that the comment didnt' go through, make sure to refresh the page first and make sure, or else you'll end up posting multiple comments.

That's all folks!

Have a goodday....

Johnny *b0i* Moore.

Guess who's in town...

Dale Heustis.



He's standing next to me safely as we speak. Very safely. However, I have another blister on my finger. I finished most of the chainsaw work, and though I was nervous at first, I now treat it as casually as I did when I cut my thumb.



So, I'm pretty lucky to still have a thumb, and boy would it stink to go without one!



In the end though, I figured I'd take some video of Dale while he's here and show it to ya, but not right now.



Can't wait to see David and Jeffrey. It'll be a blast. A blast indeed.



Anyway, that's my update, have fun!

Um, Yeah.

I can't believe Jerad doesn't have a soundcard in his computer. Oh, excuse me, it's Jared isn't it?



See, Jerad McClure is a very good friend of mine, and I've pretty much always spelled it that way. So, Jared Kuhn, Jerad McClure. Two very different people.



So, Jared Kuhn doesn't have a soundcard in his computator. Either that, or he DOES have a soundcard, he just doesn't have headphones or speakers.



Know what that means? That means Ashley, Esther, and Jared ALL watched it without sound. No soundy worky.



The saving grace of this is that the church group will all be getting together to say goodbye to the Heustis family. Haha, heartbreak time!! I'm sure Mr. Kuhn will bawl his eyes out at the loss of David. Mr. Moreland might secretly be shouting for joy, but at least he'll ACT like he's sad. Derek Moreland will probably ask for all of the games he can get his hands on before David leaves.



Of course, Ashley and Esther will probably primarily miss Audrey's (sp?) playmates, Reneigh and Jerad. Dang it, why does everybody have names that are SO hard to spell?



Think about my name for a moment.



John Robert Moore.



There can't be a more dull, practical name in the universe! Still, people confuse things by calling me John Bob.



John Bob? Yes, Bob is a nickname for Robert, and David claims this is aided by The Swan Princess.



Now I go into rants about how AWESOME The Swan Princess is. It's one of the very few cartoons that I still love to this date. Lion King 1 & 2 are two of my favorites as well.



But, anyway, I know that The Swan Princess has little to do with it, because my Grandpa (John Robert Moore) has been called John Bob since he was twenty years old, and I'm sure that's before the Swan Princess was ever even thought of.



But yeah, back to Randomosity. The Zims'll go home, and watch it on their computer, but what about Jared? What shall he do? Alas, he can do nothing.... unless....



Where is the going away party going to be held? If it's at Morelands, then you can load it up on Derek's computer, and Jared can see it then!



Ha. I feel sorry for David and his lack of internet. He really won't be able to follow the blog until he gets down here with an internet connection.



But now we get to the stuff everyone wants to know about; My thumb.



We immediately slapped all kinds of stuff on it, including a magnabloc, and I must say, it's healed quite well!



Sure, it hurts like the place where evildoers burn whenever I bump it, but I can type pretty well now, since I extremely rarely use my left thumb when typing. For me it's all about the fingers. My right thumb only does the spacebar. And though that's certainly required, I can do it with my finger if the situation calls for it.



But yeah, you want pictures. These pictures were taken yesterday night, and I gotta admit Kelly's very good with emergency medical type stuff. It really has been healing nicely, and with very little pain.









I imagine that I'll have a ton of scars all over it. That index finger is sure to have a bad one, and my thumb just has so many cuts (eight of them) it'll be a miracle if it comes out without a scar.



What's funny is, that's the same thumb I cut when I was cutting ducttape.



(Yeah Todd, I know. You can shut up about it already ;))



But anyway, I was cutting Duct Tape with an extremely sharp knife, and I cut through and almost took the tip of my thumb off.



But yeah, another picture.







It's painful, but only when I jolt it too hard. I'm extremely lucky to even have a thumb left and index finger left, after that blantant stupidity.



Using a chainsaw with the fourwheeler headlights as my only light, and they weren't even pointed at me, but at the trees. The light I had was bounceback from the trees.



I was holding the chainsaw in one hand while moving a branch with the other. When the weight of the chainsaw (husky, they're heavy) started pulling it downward, I squeezed tighter, which caused it to run faster. It fell down because of the torque, and hit the branch, skidded down all the way into my hand, and I garantee you, it FELT like a chainsaw tearing into my hand. A rough continued grinding, and I was sure I'd lost something.



I mean, I couldn't see. I literally couldn't see how much damage was done, it was so dark. So, I turned the chainsaw off, set it down, unhitched the fourwheeler trailer, and drove up to the house, walked inside, and said "Kelly, I've just hit my hand with the chainsaw."



Upon further investigation, I thanked God that I was ok, because it didn't turn out near as badly as it probably should have. But yeah, it hurt like absolute crazy, however, I'd rather have it be extremely painful and still have a thumb than to have no pain and no thumb.



Charla, Sara, Wow. I can't believe your Grandpa's both did the same thing.



You related?



Anyway, uh, about the cloning movie.



David Heustis has been saying that we need to remake it. I had a second episode scripted that would have been good, but it required the ending to episode one, which was unfortunately never complete, due to the fact that I recorded over the original footage, and my harddrive with several of the files quit.



That's another thing. I need to get a new harddrive. My 160 gigger is filling up rapidly, and my 200 gigger is going out. Stupid western digital.



So, I think I'm going to save up and get the new hitachi 400 gig.



It's a sweeeeeet drive. But anyway, I'll have to do another randomosity episode sometime. They are fun to do, and apparently more fun to watch than I had expected. Derek Moreland won't be impressed, of course, because he never is :-P, but that's beside the point!



Yeah, I don't think Derek has seen it yet. He's seen most of the clips that were in there, but he hasn't actually SEEN randomosity. My next one will be sure to include house stuff.

I've hit my own hand...

...with a chainsaw.



ripped up my left thumb and index finger, but mostly my thumb.



ouch.



it's gonna be ok, and i'll post pictures later, but for now there won't be many blog posts.



yeah. typing with one hand is very tough.



you guys have a good day, i'm gonna tell the story later, when i can type better.



l8r.

Randomosity, Episode 1

So, I was very bored at noon when I awoke, so I began-

Ok.

Lemme start at the beginning.

At six in the morning, I was browsing my hard drive (F:\ my 200 gigger), and I found a whole bunch of movie clips.

I was going to put them all into one file, but then I decided that I should narrate and explain each different little clip. Then I decided I should throw in a little current footage.

The result is a nine minute video that is I believe all around entertaining, albeit a little slow.

I hope you enjoy it! I plan to do more in the future, but this is all for now.

Unfortunately, Valerie probably won't get to view it due to it's extremely large size, which is rather funny, because the video had a message specifically for Valerie, and it never occurred to me 'til now that you wouldn't be able to watch it.

Eh. Oh well. It's 20 megs, so it's the same size as the 'Moskou' movie with the dancing germans, and it's roughly the same quality. DSL or Satellite users will be able to get it no problem, with probably 2 or 3 minutes download time.

If a 56k user does venture to watch it, it'll take about an hour or two. That's a long time, and maybe not worth it. So, It's WMV, so you can click the link, or right click the link, and save target as. For the record, I don't really listen to this kind of music. But I had a CD of it... so, hey. I put it to some kind of use. Mostly this is for some historical and comical purposes in relating a bit of what I find difficult about filmmaking. Or something like that...

Anyway, enough chatter, here's the video:

Randomosity, Episode 1.

Oh, and Valerie, the message I have for you is this:

Those were very nice pictures of your Children and David! I love Dallas and Freeman, cause they always seem to be smiling. They're so cute! Todd and Amber Rogers kids are like that too. Awesome kids they be, matey!

Alright folks, I'm done for now, but you enjoy yourselves!

A big mistake.

I was just on the phone....





(pauses for a moment)





I AM on the phone with David.



It's very interesting. We are talking about necessaries, and subnecessaries, and sub-subnecessaries.



Very interesting, and deep convo. I have never had a conversation, quite like this one.



But whateva. I'm not going to take hours to type it all out. All I have to say is I'm going to do some filming tomorrow, as well as cut down some trees around our pond (willow trees are like paradise to our snakes) and then I'm gonna fix an old broken down bed that we (I can't figure out why) brought down from Alaska.



But yeah, I had to much extra time today, so I did something I shall always regret. And I was only half hearted in my efforts, so I only recorded part of the song, and did a lousy job. Not to mention I was sitting down while doing all the singing, which really limited my range. That was painful. Now my throat hurts, which makes yelling at the kids really difficult.



But, I hope you enjoy it anyway.



A Basic Life. (Basics of Life Parody, by Johny 'B0i' Moore.)



In other news, I'm elated that David will be down here soon. I hope that you Alaskan's are at least mildly disappointed.... right? I would feel bad if you didn't feel bad.



I mean, really. I know Derek will be, but I don't know how much time David spent with the Kuhn's or Zim's. I'm sure Todd will miss 'em all, but that's not really David specific.



See, I am glad that the whole family is moving down, but if it was just David it'd be enough for me.



Whatever.



*sigh*



I hope you'll miss him.



That is all for tonight. Enjoy folks!

Nothing like video to brighten up a blog!

Ok, so, I have a video for you.

We'd been eating by the fire for several nights in a row, and yesterday I decided to entertain the group at my own expense, which included me jumping around doing little performances of just about everything.

I did gold miners, Indiana Jones, a rapper, a French artist, and yeah, just about everything. The Siblings, despite disliking my tendency to order them around, love my late night entertainment abilities.

But, lemme tell ya, somebody had to pull out a camera while I was doing my arguing miners performance.

This is a dramatic tale of two miners arguing over who owns the claim. I hope you enjoy it in some slight way. If not, I apologize. I really is immature and... childish. Why did I even post this?

http://www.heumoore.com/idiot.wmv

So, have fun until next time!

Winning isn't everything!!

Winning isn't everything.

Winning isn't everything??

Right. That's THE biggest pile of steaming buff'lo pucky I've ever heard, period.

/Tall Tale reference.

Anyway, it is. The person who came up with that is probably the Mom of some poor whinebaggy loser from Dallas. Yes Dallas. Dallas isn't really a part of Texas, and the statement that "Winning isn't everything" isn't either.

Winning isn't EVERYTHING, it's the ONLY thing. A famous baseball coach said that, but I don't remember who.

Anyway, I'd like to let everyone know that I'm going soft.

I've thought long and hard about this, and I think that I like cats.

YES, I said that I like cats. However, manly pride KNOWS that dogs are far more useful, therefore, what's left but the pleasant, and perfect mixture. Basenji's.

Anyone ever seen that old movie "Goodbye, my Ladye"? I don't remember how lady is spelled, but I believe it's spelled with the E. It's a movie with Walter Brennan and the voice actor for that big blue bear in Jungle Book.

Anyway, it's a great show about a boy who finds a dog. A basenji. Basenji's are COOL. Periodo. Our old Basengi, Ruby, could run 40 MPH, and we saw her take on two huge labs and an ugly rat of a dog, and WIN.

She really was pretty amazing. Ol' Ruby.

But here's the strange thing about Basenji's. They laugh. Yes, that's right, they Laugh. And Cry. Strange, strange dogs. They clean themselves like cats and they're the best hunting dogs that exist. They have a cute curly tail, and skinny little legs. I'll post a few pictures for your viewing pleasure. (sorry Valerie, and anyone on 56k.)







These pictures all look about like the one we had. They also come in black though. Some of the black Basenji's all look deformed. Really weird. The brown Basengi's all look roughly the same, but the black ones are sometimes just plain weird.

I don't believe it was natural. I believe the black coat was bred in somehow.





The problem with Basenji's is the expense to take care of them. They're nearly as expensive as a luxery cat, and they're DOGS. Granted, you leave them alone, and they're wild. They can more than take care of themselves.

Still, most are treated as good or better than humans.

None-the-less, I'm getting a Basenji. It's like this:

JOHN's PRIORITY LIST:

Get Married.

Have Kids.

Make Millions.

Make Movies.

Get a Basenji.

Work with Mel Gibson.

Work with Walt Disney Studios.

Make More Millions.

Get another Basenji.

Have more Kids.

Anyway, that's about how it goes.

Really, I like Basenji's a lot. First of all, they're way better than normal dogs, and second, they're far superior to cats!

So, those that don't already love Basenji's, go watch "Good-Bye, My Lady."

It's a great show, and well worth the watch.... That is, if you can FIND a copy of it. I'm not kidding. If you can get an original copy, it's a great show. Think, "Where the Red Fern Grows" only better.

So, I was running around my harddrive, and I found sumthin'. Sumthin' int'restin'.

It's a little article I wrote for a church service at Big Lake.

Remember that? All the guys were writing a little 5 or 10 minute bit for the service? It was really pretty fun as I recall. I only did one, but it was fun! Of course, I just like talking, so maybe it just SEEMED fun. Perhaps it was a torture for everyone else to have to listen, but I don't care, I enjoyed it!!

Ok, so I care, just not very much. Tait, David, I don't remember when this was. If either of you remember when it was written I'd be very thankful. It says it was created "August 2'nd 2003" but that's just when I backed it up to my external harddrive. (good thing too!)

Anyway, I think it was written when I was around 12, maybe 13. I don't remember. Anyway, I know I wasn't 14, 'cause we stopped doing church services at that point.

So, I figured it'd be an interesting read, for you. I know it was for me, but that doesn't really mean much. I hope you enjoy it!

I called it,


A Criminal Falsehood.


Hello everyone, the first thing I would like to do is read the definition of some words to you. First of all,
A lie is 1. A criminal falsehood; an intentional violation of the truth.
Second of all, to Slant.
1.led. SLANT, v. t. To turn from a direct line:
To give an oblique or sloping direction to.
False, 1. Something not completely conformable to fact.

All of these definitions come from Webster’s 1828 Dictionary of the English language.
Now my topic today is the character quality of truthfulness. This speech is aimed toward the younger crowd, cause a lot children have the same miserable weakness I do, but I hope that it will be helpful to parents as well.
I Slant truth. I slanted it originally with a lot of premeditated thinking involved, but now I realize that I do it without thinking. Here are examples of the different types of deceitfulness.
The setting is this, the dog has not been fed, and its almost bedtime.
Setting one: a full lie. Mom comes to me and says: “John have you fed the dog yet?” I respond with, “Yes.”
Setting two: a play on words. John have you fed the dog yet? “He’s been fed.”
He was fed the day before. But by changing the meaning of the words in my mind but not revealing what I mean, it creates a truth that is intended to deceive, so now it’s a lie.
Setting three: a very light slant. Dad comes to me and says John; I haven’t seen any handwriting for the past few days. I say, “you know what, you’re right, I haven’t done any yet today.” This implies that I have done it on previous days. When I really haven’t
These scenario’s have been kind of different than the average slant, so here’s another example of a very light slant.
I’m standing in the kitchen watching a video when I hear dad walking in the room. So I immediately start walking around repositioning stuff on the counter, trying to make myself look busy. This may seem like no big deal, but I bet 90 percent of my time is spent sleeping and screwing around doing nothing. Yet as long as I make it look like I’m doing something, I don’t get in trouble. I would hope that I am not the only one who does this.
The problem with me is that I often times verbally slant things without thinking. That is why Jesus said, “Every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof on the day of judgment.”
In Miriam Webster’s collegiate dictionary, the word idle has about four definitions; two of which are “lazy”, but two were different from the rest.
1. Vicious 2. With no pertinence, without thought without thinking.
Jesus’ words may have had a double meaning. Let us think of Jesus’ words like this and see the result: “for every word that men shall speak even the ones without thinking, they shall give account thereof on the day of judgment.”
In anger, I have spoken many words without thinking. Please remember that the Greek word for idle means lazily, or non-working. The double meaning is that if the scripture applies to words that are spoken without purpose, how much more so words spoken with purpose?
Also, if a person slants the truth to make another person look bad and uplift the big number one, he committing an act called slandering. Children, and adults alike do this, but children in a much less subtle way.
For example, Johnny is playing with Billy’s toy truck, Billy says give me the truck, Johnny says no quite rudely, Billy hits Johnny, takes the truck, and Johnny goes to get mommy. In comes mommy, and hears Johnny say, I was just playing with the truck, and Billy up and punches my arm to get the truck!” Then Billy said, “THAT’S NOT TRUE! Johnny was playing with my truck without asking and I asked very nicely if I could have my truck back but Johnny said NO! And then when I tried to take it from him, he was fighting me, so I slapped his hand and took the truck so I could put it away.
The truth in the above analogy is somewhere In between Johnny and Billy, and Mom hates having to sort it out. This is an example of children either not thinking VERY CAREFULLY or perhaps TOO CARE FULLY upon what they’re about to say. The key seems to be to think very carefully about what proceeds from your mouth and to make sure every word is accurate.
Hey kids, I say this for myself as well, would it not be wonderful to be the child that Dad or Mom could ALWAYS trust and count on to be accurate. I want this to be my personal standard but know I don’t live up to this qualification. But please, carefully weigh every word you speak, and say only a few, for a word fitly spoken, Is like apples of gold in pictures of silver, Proverbs 25:11
Please note God said A WORD, not several.
And one more scripture in proverbs is Thou art snared with the words of thy mouth, thou art taken with the words of thy mouth. - John Moore.

Well, I don't know what you think, but I thought it was funny how many grammatical errors were piled up in one article.

Then, I read many of my past blog posts. I've come to the conclusion that grammatical errors flock to me.

So, tomorrow I'm going to order a duct tape watch from Blu Sphere, (25 bucks off, New Years sale) and Breaking Into Acting for Dummies.

It has a whole section in there for working with kids. Should be helpful with episode 2 and Gator. Gator is the star of the show, and he needs to put on a shaking spear performance!!

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So, I heard through the grapevine (Reagan) that Ashley was sick, or Mrs. Zimmerman was sick. I still can't tell which is which, and Reagan's in bed right now.

Whatever it was, she said that it probably "wasn't anything serious but it was pretty bad."

I have no clue what that's supposed to mean, but that's what Reagan said.

So, to whomever was sick/is sick/is gonna be sick/wants to be sick, have a happy "GET WELL SOON" from John Moore.

I doubt that means much, but for what it's worth, you have it.

Reagan is constantly jabbering on about Alexis and Ashley and Esther and Whomever However Whenever.

She emails people more often than even "I" do these days. Still, I have 2000 personal emails from my four addresses combined. I have a ton more junk mail and newsletters than that but I always count those seperately.

Speaking of which, I got my first Maximum PC magazine in the mail today. I ordered a one year subscription for 12 bucks. Not bad for 12 issues.

Anyway, that's about all for today. My fingers are tired, and so is my head. I'm going to go call David Heustis now, and see what he's up to.

I can't wait for the Heustis's to get down here!

What about all yawl from Alaska? (Derek Moreland, I know you're reading this!)

By the way, I talked to Derek the other day. Turns out that he though that I was the voice yelling "STOP" on the "Sing Verdi Very Loud."

I want to know who else thought this, and I want them to know that it was under NO circumstances me. My voice is not near that clear. My voice is a little more dullish and slurry.

So, David said that the guy dressed in green in the "Moskou" german disco movie, looked like a cross between Derek Moreland and a disgruntled rat. Shocking eh? Derek Moreland thought so.

He swears that he'll never ever watch it again, and that his life is ruined. Oh well. Poor Derek.

But yeah, what are all yawls thoughts about David leaving Alaska? Are they tragic? Sad? Terrible? Horrible? Happy? Delightful? Grateful?

Whatever.

~ John.

A rare picture of a lion stalking a giraffe!

This is an extremely rare thing to see, and fortunately, a photographer managed to get a quick snapshot of the event.



For some reason or another, a lion attempted to catch a giraffe. A very smart lion, I'm sure he's related to the famous coyote we've all come to know and love.



Here's a picture of the moment:







That's classic.



Wonderful.



Please note, when you get a picture that you think is funny and you'd like to email, check to see if it has an address on the bottom. (i.e. HeuMoore.com) If it does, check the address to make sure it's not something bad, or better yet, just completely remove the address as I've done to this one.



Anyway, I thought you'd all find that entertaining!



BUT! We musn't always laugh now, must we?



We have to think closely about the more sober issues of this life.



Tait pointed out some great information that completely shatters one of Mr. Lawton's theory's.



The Founding Fathers and Slavery



This is a topic of great importance, for if the Founding Fathers were racist slavery advocates then rightly it would be very hard to respect them. If this was true, did there bigotry affect other areas of the founding of this great country? What did they really believe?



Well, I will try to give a quick synopsis and then leave you to research the issue with the links provided. In short, since this is a fallen world, slavery has been around since nearly the beginning. In many cultures, including early America, it wasn't inherently racist, although that doesn't mean it didn't lack in the area of lust, greed, and lack of brotherly love. White men have made slaves of white men, and black men black slaves, all throughout history.



Look at the peasants in Russia, the workhouse boys in 19th century England, the Spanish enslavement of the natives of the Canary Islands, etc. In early America, up to the Revolution Great Britain had laws to try and secure their economic stability, by outlawing the liberation of slaves by there owners, except under rare circumstances. That is why Washington and Jefferson had slaves. There was no way to liberate their slaves, selling them was out of the question, and if let free, they would not only be forced into rugged survival outside of the law, but would most likely be caught and punished. After the Revolution, following their Biblical beliefs, the vast majority of the Founders, and States, created a plan for a 20 year phasing out of slavery. It would have done fine, except for the unexpected.



The spreading of evolutionary thought starting right before the 19th century has been well documented. Men such as Erasmus Darwin, Lamarck, Lyell, etc. started to spread their view, that man had evolved over long periods of time, and therefore some groups of men had evolved farther. This was logically used to justify racism as it has been ever since. Let's just say the founder's plan began to crumble under the weight of this bigotry. I believe that this is a balanced view that takes in the different aspects, but don't take my word for it. Here is some links to more information with many quotes from the founders:



http://www.wallbuilders.com/resources/search/detail.php?ResourceID=94

http://www.wallbuilders.com/resources/search/detail.php?ResourceID=11

http://www.wallbuilders.com/resources/search/detail.php?ResourceID=10



Sincerely,

Poimandoulos - Tait Zimmerman



Ah, very good, and very helpful! It makes perfect sense, and Rushdoony even tells a little story about Washington and Jefferson and their respective slaves.



Very informative, though I can't quite remember which cassette it was on. Oh well.



Just listen to all of them, I promise, they won't hurt you! ;)



So, you all have a little bit of fun, and I'll be back later!



Johnny R.

Sing Verdi Very Loud!

La Donna E' Mobile.



I regret the day that I listened to that Japanese song. It caused me later to listen to German pop, and now some Italian classical.



Strange huh? Well, perhaps after listening you'll understand.



La Donna E' Mobile.



It really like it.



Then, I was wandering around looking for a high res copy, and I found "Sing Verdi Very Loud." Which is a rather well done song to the music of La Donna, written for kids to sing-along-to.



I must say, it equally or more entertaining than the original. I'm tempted to buy the album now!

Sing Verdi Very Loud!



It's too bad that the original italian isn't done by a woman anywhere on iTunes. Oh well.



Anyway, that's your little bit of foreign music for the day. Enjoy!



John.

And.....

The answers are....



Wow, those are some pretty cool answers guys!



You people seriously are good searchers and seekers.



Dad pointed out to me that,



1. Satan used scripture to TEMPT.



2. Jesus used the OLD testament scripture for his rebukes. Why? Because the law is found mostly in the old testament. This completely shatters the idea that "The old testament passed away with the birth of Jesus Christ."



Another shattering factor is the scripture in Timothy that reads "All scripture is given by inspiration of God." All scripture huh, well lets see. We know he wasn't talkin' about the NEW testament, since a good portion of it hadn't even been written yet. What does that leave? It leaves the OLD testament. Read the rest of that scripture in Timothy, and replace the word "scripture" with "Old Testament." The see how the whole verse reads.



Interesting isn't it? I believe the verse is 2'nd Timothy 3:16.



3. Jesus wasn't tried until he was filled with the Holy Spirit. Then all hell broke loose, almost literally.



But I must admit, you guys made some interesting points!



I like this game!



All in favor say I, and say Hi while you're at it. ;)



Anyway. I don't really have new information for you yet.



Oh wait, I do.



I have a mailing list for my blog. Basically, if your name is on the list, it emails you when I post a new message. That way, you don't have to check the blog to see if something is new, it notifies you. Kinda like a newsletter, but totally different.



Anyway, I doubt any of you are interested, but since it's free and convenient for both me and you, I figured I'd point it out.



If you want on the list, let me know. Email me with the address you'd like them sent to, and I'll put your name on the list.



Current list subscribers: John Moore, and David Heustis.



Wow. What a list. I don't think I'll start a monthly magazine anytime soon...



TEH lolness.



Have fun guys!

A new quiz.

Matt 4:1-11

Matthew 4



4:1 Then was Jesus led up of the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted of the devil.



2 And when he had fasted forty days and forty nights, he was afterward an hungred.



3 And when the tempter came to him, he said, If thou be the Son of God, command that these stones be made bread.



4 But he answered and said, It is written, Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God.



5 Then the devil taketh him up into the holy city, and setteth him on a pinnacle of the temple,



6 And saith unto him, If thou be the Son of God, cast thyself down: for it is written, He shall give his angels charge concerning thee: and in their hands they shall bear thee up, lest at any time thou dash thy foot against a stone.



7 Jesus said unto him, It is written again, Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God.



8 Again, the devil taketh him up into an exceeding high mountain, and sheweth him all the kingdoms of the world, and the glory of them;



9 And saith unto him, All these things will I give thee, if thou wilt fall down and worship me.



10 Then saith Jesus unto him, Get thee hence, Satan: for it is written, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God, and him only shalt thou serve.



11 Then the devil leaveth him, and, behold, angels came and ministered unto him.

KJV





There are three notable things about this passage. Dad pointed them out this morning. How many of you know what they are?

Time to lighten up your weary hearts, with a little story.

The teacher was very curious about how each of her students celebrated Christmas. She called on young Patrick Murphy. "Tell me Patrick, what do you at Christmas time?" she asked.



Patrick addressed the class, "Me and my twelve brothers and sisters go to midnight Mass and we sing hymns, then we come home, and we put mince pies by the back door and hang up our stockings. The we go to bed and wait for Father Christmas to come with toys."



"Very nice, Patrick," she said. "Now Jimmy Brown, what do you do at Christmas?"



"Me and my sister also go to church with Mom and Dad and we sing carols, and after we get home we put cookies and milk by the chimney and we hang up our stockings. We hardly sleep, waiting for Santa Claus to bring us toys," Jimmy replied.



"That's also very nice Jimmy," she said.



Realizing there was a Jewish boy in the class and not wanting to leave him out of the discussion, she asked Isaac Cohen the same question. "Now Isaac, what do you do at Christmas?"



Isaac said, "Well, we go for a ride, and then we sing a Christmas carol or a hymn or whatever it is."



Surprised at his answer, the teacher questioned further. "Tell us what you sing."



"Well, it's the same thing every year. Dad comes home from the office. We all get into the Rolls Royce, and we drive to his toy factory. When we get inside, we look at all the empty shelves and we sing, 'What a Friend we Have in Jesus.'



"Then we all go to the Bahamas."

Some of you may find this odd!

I'm wishing you a happy new year via video.



Jack wanted me to test his camera, and post a video on the blog. He's got his wish.



I hope you don't judge me based on these videos filmed at midnight. Actually, I hope you do.



Oh, never mind.



About 2 megs each. Right click, save as. They should play in either windows media player 9-10 or Quicktime 4-6.



Test Number One.



Test Number Two.



Goodnight fair citizens of bubbleville, and enjoy!



John.