Song of the Day

"Golden Ticket" from Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory
(Sariah knows why)

I never thought my life could be
Anything but catastrophe
But suddenly I begin to see
A bit of good luck for me

'Cause I've got a golden ticket
I've got a golden twinkle in my eye

I never had a chance to shine
Never a happy song to sing
But suddenly half the world is mine
What an amazing thing

'Cause I've got a golden ticket
I've got a golden sun up in the sky

I never thought I'd see the day
When I would face the world and say
Good morning, look at the sun
I never thought that I would be
Slap in the lap of luxury

'Cause I'd have said:
It couldn't be done
But it can be done

I never dreamed that I would climb
Over the moon in ecstasy
But nevertheless, it's there that I'm
Shortly about to be

'Cause I've got a golden ticket
I've got a golden chance to make my way
And with a golden ticket, it's a golden day

'Cause I'd have said,
It couldn't be done
But it can be done

I never dreamed that I would climb
Over the moon in ecstasy
But nevertheless, it's there that I'm
Shortly about to be

'Cause I've got a golden ticket
'Cause I've got a golden ticket
I've got a golden chance to make my way
And with a golden ticket, it's a golden day

This is a cool little Brain Teaser

Apparently this is an IQ test given to job applicants in Japan:

"Everybody has to cross the river".

The following rules apply:

Only 2 persons on the raft at a time
The father can not stay with any of the daughters, without their mother's presence
The mother can not stay with any of the sons, without their father's presence
The thief (striped shirt) can not stay with any family member,if The Policeman is not there
Only the Father, the Mother and the Policeman know how to operate the raft

To start click on the big blue circle on the right.
To move the people click on them.
To move the raft click on the pole on the opposite side of the river.

http://freeweb.siol.net/danej/riverIQGame.swf

I Am Yoda

A venerated sage with vast power and knowledge, you gently guide forces around
you while serving as a champion of the light.

Judge me by my size, do you? And well you should not - for my ally
is the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. Its energy
surrounds us, and binds us. Luminescent beings are we, not this crude matter!
You must feel the Force around you, everywhere.

Yoda is a is a character in the Star Wars universe. More Yoda information is
available at the Star
Wars Databank.

Happy Valentine's Day!!!!

The song of the day is "Yellow" by Coldplay.
(Sariah knows why)

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,

I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow

So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so

I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow

I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry

Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you

Al-Qaeda recruiting in plain view of the whole world

If you've watched or read the news recently then I'm sure you've heard of the protests raging throughout many Muslim countries. The protests are against the publishing of offensive cartoons depicting the Islamic prophet Muhammed. But, when you consider that the cartoons in question were published last September, questions arise as to why the protests are happening now, why not five months ago?

These protests aren't unusual, and the current protests hide two sinister purposes -

1) All this media attention on meaningless violent protests draw attention away from reall issues, such as Iran's progress toward achieving their nuclear ambitions.

2) These protests are prime recruiting camps for Al-Qaeda and similar terrorist organizations (it's naive to think that Al-Qaeda is the only one). What better place to find young Muslims already angry with western culture, and willing to express that anger in violent ways. It's not like Al-Qaeda can advertise in the local edition of Al-Jazeera. So, they incite these riots in Afghanistan and other countries, then recruiting agents start making contact with impressionable Muslim men in these mobs, and start selling them on the glory of martyrdom and virgins in heaven. Terrorism is like a virus that spreads, and so far we haven't managed to find an anti-viral agent to stop the disease.

Mitt Romney's Healthcare program

Mitt's the man!!!

Romney’s health plan is no sop to socialism.
By Edmund F. Haislmaier

My choice for President in 2008

This is the man that I want to see on the Republican ticket. This is the man I want to vote for.

Mr. Romney Goes To Washington.

With this man as the Republican nominee for president, it won't matter if Mrs. Bill Clinton is the Democratic nominee, it won't matter who their nominee is.

Romney in '08!!!!

The Libraries of Eternity

I once had a dream. I dreamt of a library. In this library were the works of all the greatest authors in history. The titles of the books were unfamiliar to me, however. The Return of the Third Son by Charles Dickens, In Pursuit of Peace by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., The King's Last Order by Alexander Dumas. Being an enormous fan of Dumas and Dickens, I was understandably confused that here were books I had never heard of, written by my favorite authors.

I sought out the librarian to inquire as to the origin of these books and if perhaps they were mislabeled. The librarian was an impossibly tall, lean fellow whose mere presence inspired silence and respect for his august position. I asked of this great man how it is that there were books here on his shelves that appeared to be written by my favorite authors but were nevertheless unheard of by me. He responded by asking me a question. "What was Charles Dickens final written work?" Well, that would of course be the mystery of Edwin Drood, which was unfortunately left unfinished when Charles Dickens died. The librarian took me in hand and led me to a shelf at the heart of the library. He removed a volume and handed it to me. "The Mystery of Edwin Drood"

"Yes, that's the one," I remarked.

"Take a look at it."

I thumbed through the book for a moment, then flipped to the book's list of contents. This book contained 12 chapters. Now I knew that at the time of Charles Dickens death he had only written 6 of the planned 12 parts of this story. I pointed this out to the Librarian.

"This library in which you now stand contains the works of the greatest authors ever to live on the Earth. However, you will not find here a single book written during their mortal lives. The books contained on these shelves before you were all written after the author had completed their mortal probation."

At this revelation I took a look again and the sheer size of the library. It was vast, I looked down between the enormous shelves and could not see an end to the aisle in which I stood. Finally it dawned on me, why would an author stop writing, stop creating, stop imagining, simply because he or she had passed from this mortal world into the next.

The libraries of Eternity await us, a place where there is no end, no limit, to the contributions of humans to literature, music, art, theater, film, etc.

Some Christmas thoughts

I'm sure you've seen the news reports. People complaining about certain retail stores posting "Happy Holidays" messages, and front door greeters expressing "Holiday" wishes. Sure, it bothers me too that Christ is being left out of Christmas, but I think Christians are fighting the wrong battles. Christmas doesn't belong in a retail store anyway.

Christmas belongs in our homes.

What we should be trying to change are the minds of those people who read "The Night Before Christmas" to their children instead of Luke Chapter 2, on Christmas Eve.

We should be trying to change people that teach their children about Santa Claus, but don't teach their children about the birth of Jesus.

We should be changing the hearts of people who sing "Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer," while forgetting to sing the praises of our Lord in hymns like "God rest ye merry, gentlemen" or "Silent night".

What we should be trying to change are people who pride themselves on all the gifts they purchased for their friends and family, but fail to share with their loved ones the greatest gift ever given to humanity by our Lord Jesus Christ. When you give your gifts this year, tell the people you love that your gift is in rememberance of the gifts of God. Of the gift of His only begotten Son.

We are so blessed to live at a time and in a nation where we can worship freely and openly. We should remember that so many of our Christmas traditions were adopted by Christians who were desperate to hide the fact that they were celebrating the birth of our Lord, under fear of death. I will gladly display a Christmas tree, and decorate it with tinsel and lights, and remember those brave people who found a way worship the Lord even in times of persecution.

And I will remember that the Lord himself was humble enough to come into the world as a helpless infant, that we could learn from his example. That God loved us enough to sacrifice His only begotten Son, that we may be forgiven of our sins, that we will be ressurrected, and that if we choose to, we can live with Him again someday.

Merry Christmas.

Sariah and Aaron's song

Extraordinary Way by Conjure One

What I have is nothing to my name
No property to speak of
And no trophy for my game
Intangible and worthless
My assets on the page
My coffers are empty
Any offer of safety has faded away
But what I have
What I have is

On an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You take what I can give and you treasure it
On an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You turn to me and say, I believe in this

That makes me lucky
God, I'm lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I'd be
'Cause what I have (what I have)
Means so very little to this world
A promise that I kept and a bridge that I saved before it burned
The sacrifice that I made
Brought me to my knees
A choice that cost me everything and set somebody else free
But what I have
Is the value that you see in these things

On an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You take what I can give and you treasure it
On an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You turn to me and say, I believe in this

That makes me lucky
God I'm lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I'd be
'Cause what I have
Is the value that you see in these things

And everytime I forget those things you bring them right back to me

With your patience
When I'm blinding mad
And your passion
When I'm really, really bad
And your eyes
Taking in everything I am
And your body and soul and the way that you know
How I treasure you

On an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You take what I can give and you treasure it
On an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You turn to me and say, I believe in this

That makes me lucky
God I'm so lucky
So much luckier than I ever thought I'd be

On an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You take what I can give and you treasure it
On an ordinary day
The extraordinary way
You turn to me and say, I believe in this