who thinks Westley is Cute?!!say I !!!!
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
National Treasure Pics
Pictures from one of my Favorite movies.Zerda suggested i put pics of some of my favorite movies on here.the Riley on at top sortof freaks me out though.he looks very weired.Suduskie's picture Freaks me out too.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
To:SecretAgent
Dear Agent,
My Dear Future Wife.How are you doing?
I do hope to be home soon.I am Traveling
as fast as i can go.as you know,flying is
exausting!iI am trying all i can,in my power,to
bee unnoticed by humans.I look at your
picture offten.I miss you.
Till We Meet Again,My Love.
My Dear Future Wife.How are you doing?
I do hope to be home soon.I am Traveling
as fast as i can go.as you know,flying is
exausting!iI am trying all i can,in my power,to
bee unnoticed by humans.I look at your
picture offten.I miss you.
Till We Meet Again,My Love.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Dear Agent
Dear Agent, 1-25-09
I count the seconds till we see each other again.I
long to see your smile.Do you think of us ofen?
I acn't wait to start a Family together.i'm sure that
life will be tough for the kids,have to teach them
not to sting others,and not to fly in the house.
i will write more wheni can.I will be there soon.
do not cry for me Dearest....I will come.
Yours Truely,
Adam Flayman.
I count the seconds till we see each other again.I
long to see your smile.Do you think of us ofen?
I acn't wait to start a Family together.i'm sure that
life will be tough for the kids,have to teach them
not to sting others,and not to fly in the house.
i will write more wheni can.I will be there soon.
do not cry for me Dearest....I will come.
Yours Truely,
Adam Flayman.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Matthew Broderick
Matthew Broderick as Adam Flayman.
As The Worm Guy.
As Inspector Gadget.
As Simba.
As Despereaux.
Isn't The Mouse Cute!!
Isn't The Mouse Cute!!Thursday, January 22, 2009
ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ALL ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ADAM FLAYMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND THE MAN WHO PLAYS ADAM,MATTHEW BRODRICK!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Iron Man
TELL ME,DO HIS EYES CREEP YOU OUT??THEY DO ME.HE IS IRON MAN.I JUST DON'T REMEMBER HIM EVER LOOKING LIKE THAT IN THE MOVIE.
ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'M ONLY DOING THIS BEFOR SECRETAGENT GET ME BACK.DON'T LISTEN TO SECRETAGENT(she is gonna get me good!!!)
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
You Could Hear A Pin Drop
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There was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American. During a break one of the French engineers came back into the room saying 'Have you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intended to do, bomb them?'A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: 'Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from seawater each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck.We have eleven such ships; how many does France have?'You could have heard a pin drop.
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A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S. , English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies. At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of Officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, 'whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English.' He then asked, 'Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than speaking French?' Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied 'May be it's because the Brits, Canadians, Aussies and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't have to speak German.' You could have heard a pin drop.
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AND THIS STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE...Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane. At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on. 'You have been to France before, monsieur?' the customs officer asked sarcastically. Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to France previously ..' Then you should know enough to have your passport ready.' The American said, 'The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it.' 'Impossible. Americans always have to show your passports on arrival in France!' The American senior gave the Frenchman a long hard look. Then he quietly explained. 'Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in'44 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find a single Frenchmen to show a passport to.' You could have heard a pin drop.
There was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American. During a break one of the French engineers came back into the room saying 'Have you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intended to do, bomb them?'A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: 'Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from seawater each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck.We have eleven such ships; how many does France have?'You could have heard a pin drop.
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A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S. , English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies. At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of Officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, 'whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English.' He then asked, 'Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than speaking French?' Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied 'May be it's because the Brits, Canadians, Aussies and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't have to speak German.' You could have heard a pin drop.
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AND THIS STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE...Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane. At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on. 'You have been to France before, monsieur?' the customs officer asked sarcastically. Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to France previously ..' Then you should know enough to have your passport ready.' The American said, 'The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it.' 'Impossible. Americans always have to show your passports on arrival in France!' The American senior gave the Frenchman a long hard look. Then he quietly explained. 'Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in'44 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find a single Frenchmen to show a passport to.' You could have heard a pin drop.
Mutants Beware
Mutants Be on a look out.Lady Deathstrike is still out there.we maynot have won yet but we will soon.i will allert you when it is time,she did not say when she will be back,and i'm not sure were she is right now,but i feel she is not close.yet,that is.i must go.tell the other Mutants that i will allert them when the time comes.tell them to keep it to themselves.i'll be back soon.
Nightcrawless.
Nightcrawless.
Monday, January 19, 2009
NAMES!!!!!
1.Will Smith
2.Jack Black
3.David Cross
4.Jason Lee
5.Christpher Plummer
6.Antonio Banderes
7.Justin Timberlake
8.Willam Dafoe
9.James Franco
10.Martin Short.
Does anyone really enjoy guessing these names??
2.Jack Black
3.David Cross
4.Jason Lee
5.Christpher Plummer
6.Antonio Banderes
7.Justin Timberlake
8.Willam Dafoe
9.James Franco
10.Martin Short.
Does anyone really enjoy guessing these names??
MORE ADAM!!!!!!!!!!!
Is that enough Adam for you SecretAgent!!!!(do you even know who playes him?if not you are better off!!)
Sunday, January 18, 2009
ADAM,ADAM,ADAM.ADAM,ADAM
This is for SecretAgent Because she said that she loves Adam.SecretAgent and Adam sitting in a Tree........
Mutants Beware
Dear Mutant friends.I am here to Warn you about the bad Guys.i was recently confronted with Lady Deathstrike in the middle of night,in the middle of nowhere.she is no doubt waiting for me to retern.i must return tonight.please meet me there.i can not go alone.for the last i heard of her,she is going in with Magneto and his clan..Pyro,and Mystique.it will be a long weary night.she is strong.i regret to say i did not get much of a fight on her as she did on me.we will be sore,tired and weary.but trust me,it will be worth it.are you in..or are you OUT.
I love This Picture
I Love this Picture.Jean has gone bad,Storm knows what is gonna happen and Logan know he is the only one that can stop her.
A Baby's Hug
~ A Baby's Hug ~
We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly sitting and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, 'Hi.' He pounded his fat baby hands on the high chair tray. His eyes were crinkled in laughter and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin, as he wriggled and giggled with merriment.
I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man whose pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and his nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.
We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled.. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. 'Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy. I see ya, buster,' the man said to Erik.
My husband and I exchanged looks, 'What do we do?'
Erik continued to laugh and answer, 'Hi.'
Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby. Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, 'Do ya patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek- a-boo.'
Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk.
My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.
We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. 'Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,' I prayed. As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to sidestep him and avoid any air he might be breathing. As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby's 'pick-me-up' position. Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man.
Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love and kinship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and submission laid his tiny head upon the man's ragged shoulder. The man's eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor, cradled my baby's bottom and stroked his back. No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time.
I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms and his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, 'You take care of this baby.'
Somehow I managed, 'I will,' from a throat that contained a stone.
He pried Erik from his chest, lovingly and longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, 'God bless you, ma'am, you've given me my Christmas gift.'
I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, 'My God, my God, forgive me.'
I had just witnessed Christ's love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking, 'Are you willing to share your son for a moment?' when He shared His for all eternity.
How did God feel when he put his baby in our arms 2000 years ago.
The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, 'To enter the Kingdom of God , we must become as little children.'
If this has blessed you, please bless others by sending it on. Sometimes, it takes a child to remind us of what is really important. We must always remember who we are, where we came from and, most importantly, how we feel about others. The clothes on your back or the car that you drive or the house that you live in does not define you at all; it is how you treat your fellow man that identifies who you are.
This one is a keeper.
'It is better to be liked for the true you, than to be loved for who people think you are......'
We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly sitting and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, 'Hi.' He pounded his fat baby hands on the high chair tray. His eyes were crinkled in laughter and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin, as he wriggled and giggled with merriment.
I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man whose pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and his nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.
We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled.. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. 'Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy. I see ya, buster,' the man said to Erik.
My husband and I exchanged looks, 'What do we do?'
Erik continued to laugh and answer, 'Hi.'
Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby. Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, 'Do ya patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek- a-boo.'
Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk.
My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.
We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. 'Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,' I prayed. As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to sidestep him and avoid any air he might be breathing. As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby's 'pick-me-up' position. Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man.
Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love and kinship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and submission laid his tiny head upon the man's ragged shoulder. The man's eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor, cradled my baby's bottom and stroked his back. No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time.
I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms and his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, 'You take care of this baby.'
Somehow I managed, 'I will,' from a throat that contained a stone.
He pried Erik from his chest, lovingly and longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, 'God bless you, ma'am, you've given me my Christmas gift.'
I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, 'My God, my God, forgive me.'
I had just witnessed Christ's love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking, 'Are you willing to share your son for a moment?' when He shared His for all eternity.
How did God feel when he put his baby in our arms 2000 years ago.
The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, 'To enter the Kingdom of God , we must become as little children.'
If this has blessed you, please bless others by sending it on. Sometimes, it takes a child to remind us of what is really important. We must always remember who we are, where we came from and, most importantly, how we feel about others. The clothes on your back or the car that you drive or the house that you live in does not define you at all; it is how you treat your fellow man that identifies who you are.
This one is a keeper.
'It is better to be liked for the true you, than to be loved for who people think you are......'
Saturday, January 17, 2009
GUESS WHO!!
1.Freddie Prince jr.
2.Cuba Gooding jr.
3.Billy Crystal
4.John Goodman
5.Sean Bean
6.Sean Connery
7.Jeff Briggs
8.Matthew Brodrick
9.Matthew Maconahay
2.Cuba Gooding jr.
3.Billy Crystal
4.John Goodman
5.Sean Bean
6.Sean Connery
7.Jeff Briggs
8.Matthew Brodrick
9.Matthew Maconahay
Drake&Josh
A favorite tv show of mine,Drake & Josh.its very funny but Extreamly stupid.but alot of stupid stuff i know,is funner than anyone would expect.
Friday, January 16, 2009
NAMES!
1.Hugh Jackman
2.Patric Stewart
3.Hally Berry
4.Anne Paquin
5.James Marsden
6.Dwane Johnson
7.Dustin Hoffman
2.Patric Stewart
3.Hally Berry
4.Anne Paquin
5.James Marsden
6.Dwane Johnson
7.Dustin Hoffman
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Guess
Guess who these people play in movies.
1.Nicolace Cage.
2.Justin Bartha.
3.Robert Downy jr.
4.Jackie Chan.
5.Anne Hathaway.
Get Those and i'll put on more later.
1.Nicolace Cage.
2.Justin Bartha.
3.Robert Downy jr.
4.Jackie Chan.
5.Anne Hathaway.
Get Those and i'll put on more later.
Kung Fu Panda
A favorite movie of mine,Kung Fu Panda.
The Furious Five.Monkey,Tigress,Crane,Mantis,Viper.
AND,Thee Big Fat Panda!.
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