Why would you care about younger people with more young parents?
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Monday, December 24, 2012
Early Boom
Ellen DeGeneres can't say I'm my dad because he's born in 1950. I will *beep* you all.
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Bad Suggestion
I don't like the suggestion I'm a nigger in Florida so much when I'm from here. It has to be Tim Burton.
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Cyber Media
What do you think about Generation Z tweens being influxed with invites to use modern cyber media, today?
Did you notice that other people are not feeling welcome, today?
Did you notice that other people are not feeling welcome, today?
Things Adding Up
Wow, things add up. I looked at a Tweet of Ellen DeGeneres, and she sees the same things I see coming from a certain kind of area of the country.
Did you see the secret clue on my show today? I'll give you a hint. It rhymed with Blight Bopper Nettles. http://say.ly/udd4Qa2
TV Show Host and Cyber Media
So, Ellen DeGeneres won? She's obsessed with iPhones|cellphones, showing pictures of texting, and now with video-ing herself when she goes out? Okay, as long as you're not near where you live.
I was busy, from the area where she's from, had moved there when I was younger, and I didn't think to text to a blog, so much. I didn't really leave the house all that much since a certain time since. Also, Blackberry, which is what I have, doesn't have a Blogger app. So, what I do is I now publish my posts from my mobile blog. I saved the page, have to click to download it, then I go to another page and upload it, then I take off the option to comment (in most all cases, all so far,) and then I publish them. There's a text in the post that says it was sent by so and so, AT&T and maybe Blackberry.. So, I also have to say I'm leaving when I'm home, now, started doing it on my cell phone. Each time I leave, I post a link to that blog. Wait, why? Because I might exceed the limit of, around, 50 posts.
Let me get this, she's into texting and Tweeting.. F.Y.I., at 1 point, I used Twitter for fun when I went out. I was never like a big Twitter person, but people like that my last name sounds like a bear and I am someone who is now active online with a long time of experience, considerably considering time itself. I think I have 1 friend with a locked Twitter account. So, about video-ing herself rather than texting, she didn't even post videos of her casually talking. That makes for not much flexibility. I know I, at 1 point, put separate videos of me not dressed up, "without makeup," though I used to not wear makeup so I'd look like a child or a boy.
So, there aren't an infinite amount of words. I guess you could use Google Translate or learn Swedish. You could use words like poetry, but that's not as infinite as the possibilities of Paint. I like Paint because you can make figures that aren't so detailed and don't draw so much foreign attention. Well, you'd notice things like what you eat, when you wake up, what you dream about. There are lots of social issues. For instance, you know that something will happen to Twitter, 1 post. However, you know you can write long texts of thoughts incorporating a rather large plethora of activity. I know I come on, and there isn't much to do. I know there are lots of words out there that can be woven in. I know there are more elaborate ways of speaking. That's for certain, something I used to do a lot, like in school and e-mail and when I was writing in a notebook, which "wasn't very good." Still, what more do I have, like that, now? I took off the real world. Something must have happened. I thought it was not going to school.
I was busy, from the area where she's from, had moved there when I was younger, and I didn't think to text to a blog, so much. I didn't really leave the house all that much since a certain time since. Also, Blackberry, which is what I have, doesn't have a Blogger app. So, what I do is I now publish my posts from my mobile blog. I saved the page, have to click to download it, then I go to another page and upload it, then I take off the option to comment (in most all cases, all so far,) and then I publish them. There's a text in the post that says it was sent by so and so, AT&T and maybe Blackberry.. So, I also have to say I'm leaving when I'm home, now, started doing it on my cell phone. Each time I leave, I post a link to that blog. Wait, why? Because I might exceed the limit of, around, 50 posts.
Let me get this, she's into texting and Tweeting.. F.Y.I., at 1 point, I used Twitter for fun when I went out. I was never like a big Twitter person, but people like that my last name sounds like a bear and I am someone who is now active online with a long time of experience, considerably considering time itself. I think I have 1 friend with a locked Twitter account. So, about video-ing herself rather than texting, she didn't even post videos of her casually talking. That makes for not much flexibility. I know I, at 1 point, put separate videos of me not dressed up, "without makeup," though I used to not wear makeup so I'd look like a child or a boy.
So, there aren't an infinite amount of words. I guess you could use Google Translate or learn Swedish. You could use words like poetry, but that's not as infinite as the possibilities of Paint. I like Paint because you can make figures that aren't so detailed and don't draw so much foreign attention. Well, you'd notice things like what you eat, when you wake up, what you dream about. There are lots of social issues. For instance, you know that something will happen to Twitter, 1 post. However, you know you can write long texts of thoughts incorporating a rather large plethora of activity. I know I come on, and there isn't much to do. I know there are lots of words out there that can be woven in. I know there are more elaborate ways of speaking. That's for certain, something I used to do a lot, like in school and e-mail and when I was writing in a notebook, which "wasn't very good." Still, what more do I have, like that, now? I took off the real world. Something must have happened. I thought it was not going to school.
Problem
Ellen DeGeneres thinks that you should have to like say you thought about how a non-Asian looked Asian, you should look like that, too. Just because you felt a feeling that wasn't like you were totally sad. That's not really normal, and I don't know if it's genuine. I wonder if that means Asians aren't from Asia millions or thousands of years ago.. The earliest record I've come across of humans was in Spain, 12 million years ago, African 7 million. I had thought Spain was an old country, but I read it, too. You know, it seemed old, but it didn't technically register in my brain.
She's just following racist inklings of uptight, obese, older men, toward their non-white daughters|children. She's mad she's older but excited to hurt you in front of Early Boom. She's not pretending, she does it a lot. It might seem like something everyone does, but it's not. Also, most people probably have Jewish last names and you don't know from which sides. The reason I'm not sure I care if she's Irish is because I know there are mixed English.
She's just following racist inklings of uptight, obese, older men, toward their non-white daughters|children. She's mad she's older but excited to hurt you in front of Early Boom. She's not pretending, she does it a lot. It might seem like something everyone does, but it's not. Also, most people probably have Jewish last names and you don't know from which sides. The reason I'm not sure I care if she's Irish is because I know there are mixed English.
Problems
Why does Ellen DeGeneres think everything has to be positive, like, on your part, that critical things get in the way? Like, let's see, what did I just say? I don't even remember what I said that was something that other people have said. It was something specific that was suggested.
I just got another message, someone I know was knocked out like me, just because I talk about that stuff on my blog because people are afraid of offending people like my dad, who is, not in a related way necessarily in most aspects, afraid of "offending.." his mom.
I just got another message, someone I know was knocked out like me, just because I talk about that stuff on my blog because people are afraid of offending people like my dad, who is, not in a related way necessarily in most aspects, afraid of "offending.." his mom.
Problem
"Don't bite the hand that feeds you." I know parents from the 40s are worked up about other people not being positive, not setting things up to work out, not believing that things are meant to work out, that you deserve the glory you've attained.
Problem
Update, so, Ellen DeGeneres is antsy about the n word thing. *Beep* So is my dad. So is everyone who knows me. What does that say? Peeing in your pants over Johnny Johnny Johnny Depp?
How I'm Feeling
I want to go back to bed. I just vacuumed, didn't smell dog hair but got the sniffles and my throat is a little crackly. I bet I was made a little sick because of the experiment and not getting sick from the medicine I used to take and vitamin C I've been trying to take every day and used to successfully, have been the past few days.
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