ATICAMA! WOO!

Hi readers! :D

As you already probably pieced together, me and my family are in our annual, Mexican getaway spot, Aticama!
Aticama is an awesome little village by the seaside (and by little, im reffering to a town.. with abosolutely NO internet cafe's or wifi's! (Save for my friend George, who goes by Jorje), which means posting will be rare from now on >.<
Back to what I was saying.. Aticama is a little fishing village in Nayarit, Mexico. It's always sunny and warm here (except at night, but thats kinda a no brainer), and the people are REALLY friendly, each and every one ^.^
Now, there are not too many people, i would say only about 750, so everybody knows everybody by now.
Although, on what the village looses in modern stuff, it really makes up for in food! There are at least 10 food shops in the town, each one good sized. There are also a dozen places selling ceviche (a reallly good food) and a few chicken stands. All in all, Aticama is the place to be, and the place where I am, and i like it!

So, until next post,
Xaviertrix

Its Blastofftime!!!

Yay!
Soon, we will be leaving Bob and Simona's house to get back on the open road.
The Arizona-Mexico border will be our next destination, one that is not very far away.
Earlier today, Pops and Bob went to the border to get the papers that would allow us to cross. However, due to what the newspaper said on how enormous the line was, they had to leave at 5 in the morning, the paper place opening at 8. Yeesh...

The stay here has been great, with lots of generosity from Simona and the very ill Bob, we have gained another experience to remember.

I will post when I have the chance again,

Xaviertrix

My EPIC sadness :'(

As you probably dont know, i have recently gotten into chatting.
As you also know, I am traveling
And thirdly that you know, my parents dont like it when I use the internet -.-
Fourthly, I like to use the internet. A lot.
Lastly, its nearly christmas

Now, what happens when you mix all of these together?

Well, apart from a little girl in the back seat making me with I could mute her, there is a boy who scrambles to use the internet at any opportunity, with two parents who scramble to stop him from being on the internet after a period of approximately forty-five minutes.
I try to chat, and for the first 20 minutes, someone is spying on me, be it my siblings (who desperately try to steal the computer to use for gaming whenever nobody older then age 15 is looking at them) or my parents, both of which limit what I can say on chat.
For example, you cant share embarrassing stories. an incredibly fun pastime.

I guess the reason Im addicted to chatting is that talking to parents about stuff is too awkward, and siblings wont know what im talking about -.-

So, in light of my recent departure to Aticama, I have been chatting a lot, as there are some people who I could usually talk to during school, but since Im going away for a while, are talking on gmail. Its confusing, and I cant really describe it, but it feels right to be chatting.

Of course, i can only do this occasionally, as i5 dosent have its own wifi, and when I get to somewhere with internet, my parents are always trying to get me to stop using it -.-

The only reason that I can chat is because 1. its chrismastime, and I can use that excuse :P
2, pops is secretly helping me, yay pops :P

So, I guess pops kinda understands, but mom dosent -.-

Kinda outa stuff to say for right now, so this is it for now :o

Xaviertrix

A New Theory - It could change the world

During our epic voyage, Pops recalled a certain previously forgotten major scientifical breakthrough during his young years.
After checking his theory with several reliable sources, Pops has officialy proven the theory of the Rayus Gomeristicus, or as it is unofficialy called, the gomer ray.
Now, as already proven, the einstien ray, similarily to the gamma rays, are invisible. However, these enter the center of the central unit of a living creatures inteligence (the brain), and affects the complexity of it's processes. This undoubedly raises the inteligence of the host creature, granting it the ability to become able to process anything with incredible speed and accuracy.
The founder of this type of radiation, Albert Einstein, was the first, and last, to be placed into an experimental einstein ray aligner/amplifier of his own design, originally designed to accelerate biomass growth.
Einstein rays are uncontrollable, apart from the machine (who's blueprints have been lost), and may affect any person in any number and frequency, as well as varying intensity, at random.
Now, Pops has found the Einstien Ray's polar opposite; which he has nicknamed the Gomer Ray.
As with all polar opposites, this will behave the exact opposite as Einstein Rays, as these are much more common, and are incredibly easy to control, even manipulatible without external processes. You can command these with force of will alone, and are even generated by devices such as the television, wifi modem, and toaster. Gomer rays are attracted to each other, and are located in great frequency in places such as supermarkets frequented by the same people in warm climates, commonly Los Angeles and its vicinity.
Gomer Rays slow brain processing, giving you minimal inteligence, more prone to say vocabulary such as 'duh' and 'dope'.
Gomer Rays have shown a 8X increase since the creation of a certain Homer Simpson, a famous television character.

When Gomer Rays and Einstein Rays converge in one mind, a rare occurence, it creates a strange being with incredible inteligence, but with judgement and wisdom that are minimal. A commonly mentioned victim of this strange relationship is Rodney Dangerfield, one gifted with great wit but minimal inteligence.

To avoid these potentially life-changing forces, or at least the Gomer Rays, the best way to fend them off would be to read a book. Any Gomer Rays that approach a brain reading will be scared off. If they enter a brain doing homework, they will implode and the reaction will create einstein rays, which flock in great numbers to a learning brain.

This is Francis Kohler, Signing off from Pheonix, Arizona.


Xaviertrix


Just goes to show what we can come up with nothing better to do :P

Blastoff!

Its time.. time to leave for mexico...
we are all packed, all settled in, and now, we are leaving.. let the epicness commence!

mExiCo is ComInG!!!

Hello avid readers!
As you already know, my family and I will be taking our mexico trip in a few days, and I just wanted to let you guys know...

We will be driving down to our Mexico house in Aticama, Nayarit and staying there for about two months.. I usually attend school there, but we will not be able to stay long enough for me to do that, and so I will be home schooled instead.

We will drive down in a big, blue tank-van thing that we have modified for our needs, such as batteries, a special radio, and a big rack on top for more stuff ^.^

I just finished reading the third book of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians, it was as good as the first time I read it (a year or two ago)...

Well, not much else to say, so, erm, bye :)

Xaviertrix

Last Night's Concert

Last night was the third (2nd I have attended thus far) Choir/Band concert at the Village Baptist Church.
Well, as It is hard to describe, as I have forgotten the songs that they sang, and I cant REALLY describe what's happening... Its all song!

So, I got the old Olympus camera, (still tons better then the snapshot one), and clicked off pictures of EVERYTHING on the stage. In the one hour show, I got 183 pictures. If you think like that, Thats 3 pictures per minute. Im pretty amazed, as sometimes pictures are hard to get.... Especially without the flash >.<

I saw some of my friends up there, and they sung great. They all join choir because it is the easiest to get an A in, but they do sing good. Apparently, 7th graders like singing more then 8th, as 7th grade had 3X as many people.....

Afterwards, I turned the camera in and went home.. not much to say about singing/band concerts :(

Xaviertrix

Just a short post on my progress report...

4.0/4.0... not half bad :p

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 20 - Continued...

A new continent. The greatest treasure that anybody could think of.

Although, Bob knew that all people thought about was money and power, and were concentrating on those things right now, giving him more crawl space.

Now, if you don't understand how a new, undiscovered continent, or even large island, this was Bob's logic.

Now, continents hold ores. People pay for ores.
Continents contain natural resources, such as lumber. People pay for natural resources.
Undiscovered continents contain animals that may differ slightly then normal ones. People pay for those.
And most of all, the land itself would be good for housing.

That was what he originally thought. Then, he thought, he could not have anything to do with the government, or they might be able to hold claim to his discoveries. That cut out being able to do anything that would make money fast enough... He checked all of his sources, and most of them pointed to a time coming up in a couple years. a chance that came once in a time that nobody could live through. He assumed nobody could live for ten thousand years, at least to the best of his knowledge.

So, for the next ten years, he played his cards exactly right.

He started out risky; buying six acres of land, the cost of buying it and maintaining it keeping him barely above debt. He could not go there.

He made money that did not require government at all: Teaching to write novels, using his own resources to teach. A sum was paid to him by his students in cash, and that in turn was never put into a bank.

After getting a hefty amount of money from this, he tried the next step in his plan

Bob filled out the papers to make his land and farm all seperated from the government, although he could not do it. He was on American soil, and hence could not do that. So, he sold it, and bought a small island offshore, one that was not yet claimed by America. The island was only about three acres big, completely covered in trees. The paperwork making that island his and his alone was completed, and step three began.

He started to cut down the trees with a task force that were self-funded and provided for, not following any government.

He sold this wood for cash at lumber yards.

With this cash, he bought items from the black market. This was the risky part, and nothing bad happened. He was nearly in the clear.

He hired private boatmakers to assemble a few boats for him, and while they were doing that, the task force made him a farm, this depleted his money to near nothing.

Then, he built a dock.

He had liked the task force, and did not bother to show them the 'hidden fee' that was listed in fine print at the bottom of the contract.

The boatmakers, however, were rather nasty and asked too many private questions. The hidden fee was placed on them, and they grumpily paid. Ten thousand dollars would be enough.

Then all he had to do was wait, and bide his time until the day came.


A few years later, a curious man named Rebbo and a good, but not too big on brains, captain by the name of "Scelvin" offered to take him, but he needed a boat and a crew, as he had lost his to sources that he wouldn't say.

And Bob, who had subtly turned his innocent task force into a bunch of goons trained to sail, was more then happy to oblige.

His moment had come.

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 19 - In the bathroom

As you know, many things happen whilst in the bathroom. This is a memory that came to the front of Bob's head as he sat on the toilet, preparing for "Plan A".


It was exactly Twenty years ago.
Bob at this time was nine years old, and the movie "The Ultranator" had just came out, and everybody at his low-budget school had seen it.
Including Big Jimmy.

Now, "The Ultranator" Was all about a guy named Johnathon. He went on a big adventure, broke open a couple people in robot suits for the first time, and eventually found the main villan who was supposedly building these robots. When Johnathon found him, then said that he was a nerd, there was no epic final battle. The bad guy started crying and sobbing and complaining about his childhood, then ran wailing into a lava pit.
Johnathon then found his true love in the last five minutes and they lived happily ever after.

Now, if you wonder how this relates to Bob's evil, it might help to point out that the main (wimpy) villain's name was Bob.

Back in Bob's school, Big Jimmy was the ruling force. All the teachers feared him, all the students feared him, even those who would normally form his gang feared him.
He was bulky, had enormous muscles, tall, strapping, and sacrificed his brains for more muscles.

And if Little Jimmy decided that having the same name as a wimp made you a wimp, you were a wimp.

In short, all the bruises, scars and broken bones healed, but his soul never did.

So, after crying one night, he pulled himself together and hatred erupted when the sadness and depression lifted. Hatred of his name, Big Jimmy, his life....

So, he left.

Nine years later, Bob had graduated college with a master's degree in EVERYTHING.

It was obvious that Bob was ready to take on the outside world, but that hatred that had steadily burned on and on inside his soul had flared up to an enormous size, and it was time for his true intentions to be revealed.

For seven years he made minimal money off of writing and making things. Then he found the ultimate way of making money, and be able to fill his evil soul with all that he desired.

A new continent.

TO BE CONTINUED...