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        Last night I went to the Celtic Thunder concert at the Wachovia Arena in Wilkes-Barre, Pa.  It was a great show.  I will admit that it is pretty much the same as the DVD, but watching it on TV is nothing compared to seeing it live.  Being there gives you the chance to feel the music in your soul, and the beat of the drums in your heart. 
        And the voices Let’s not forget the voices.  If I had 1/8 of the talent that all of them had I’d be happy.  Amazing. I have always thought it was so amazing that they could take five guys with completely different voices and blend them together so seamlessly.
        Since it was Ryan's birthday I saw a few people walking around the arena with gifts for him.  I even saw a woman carrying a cake box.    It was nice to be there on such a special day.

My favorite parts of the night:

CALEDONIA- I love the way the voices blend in this song.  And the kilts.  I can’t forget the kilts.  Even though Paul lifted his kilt to about mid-thigh –twice!- I’m still not quite sure what is under an Irishman’s kilt.

DANNY BOY- The guys took my breath away.  It is incredibly hard to sing acapella, and they do it beautifully.

THAT"S A WOMAN- I spent the whole time wishing I was Zara.  Kissing Paul, leaving with Ryan.  Although, I think I’d have a hard time choosing between any of the guys.

Current Mood:

calm

I just wanted to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving.

Today is my last day of school before the break, and I think everyone is already in a break frame of mind.  The only thing we did in my journalism class was eat pumpkin bread.  No writing, no reading, no researching, we just ate food.  It was really good too.

Now I have an 1:30 before I have to be a camerawoman for my friend's video project.  I don't really want to do it, but she has helped me with my project and I feel I should do the same for her.  I do, kind of, wish I was baking one of the millions of pies I have to make for Thanksgiving, but I like working the camera, so I guess I'll just bake all of the pies tomorrow.

After that, I have to go to my Fairy Tale class and turn in my fairy tale.  That's right, I had to write a fairy tale.  What fun!  my story is about a girl named Sara who wakes up one morning to discover she is a rich girl- she then goes through different situations before realizing that she was lucky just having a family that loves her.

Then, after class, I have to film on-camera statements for my video project.  That will be really fun.  I'm working with someone who has never been in front of a camera before.  Oh joy, sometimes I wish that I could just do all of it.  Then I could get in all done on one day, instead of doing a little bit every day for a few weeks.

Oh well, at least the semester is almost over.

Happy Thanksgiving.

This is pretty neat.

DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!

It takes less than a minute

Work this out as you read ...

Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out!

This is not one of those waste of time things, it's fun.

1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that

you would like to have chocolate

(more than once but less than 10)

2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)

3. Add 5

4. Multiply it by 50 -- I'll wait while you get the

calculator

5. If you have already had your birthday this year

add 1756 ....

If you haven't, add 1755.

6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were

born.

You should have a three digit number

The first digit of this was your original number

(i.e., how many times you want to have chocolate each week).

The next two numbers are

YOUR AGE! (Oh YES, it is!!!!!)

An American

Written by an Australian Dentist....and too good to delete....

   To Kill an American

     You probably missed it in the rush of news last week, but there was

actually a report that someone in Pakistan had published in a newspaper an

offer of a reward to anyone who killed an American, any American.

     So an Australian dentist wrote an editorial the following day to let

everyone know what an American is . So they would know when they found one.

(Good one, mate!!!!)

     "An American is English, or French, or Italian, Irish, German,

Spanish, Polish, Russian or Greek. An American may also be Canadian,

Mexican, African, Indian, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Australian, Iranian,

Asian, or Arab, or Pakistani or Afghan.

     An American may also be a Comanche, Cherokee, Osage, Blackfoot,

Navaho, Apache, Seminole or one of the many other tribes known as native

Americans.

     An American is Christian, or he could be Jewish, or Buddhist, or

Muslim.

     In fact, there are more Muslims in America than in Afghanistan. The

only difference is that in America they are free to worship as each of them

chooses.

     An American is also free to believe in no religion. For that he will

answer only to God, not to the government, or to armed thugs claiming to

speak for the government and for God.

     An American lives in the most prosperous land in the history of the

world.

     The root of that prosperity can be fo und in the Declaration of

Independence, which recognizes the God given right of each person to the

pursuit of happiness.

     An American is generous. Americans have helped out just about every

other nation in the world in their time of need, never asking a thing in

return.

     When Afghanistan was over-run by the Soviet army 20 years ago,

Americans came with arms and supplies to enable the people to win back

their country!

     As of the morning of September 11, Americans had given more than any

other nation to the poor in Afghanistan. Americans welcome the best of

everything...the best products, the best books, the best music, the best

food, the best services. But they also welcome the least.

     The national symbol of America, The Statue of Liberty , welcom es you r

tired and your poor, the wretched refuse of your teeming shores, the

homeless, tempest tossed. These in fact are the people who built America.

     Some of them were working in the Twin Towers the morning of September

11, 2001 earning a better life for their families. It's been told that the

World Trade Center victims were from at least 30 different countries,

cultures, and first languages, including those that aided and abetted the

terrorists.

     So you can try to kill an American if you must. Hitler did. So did

General Tojo, and Stalin, and Mao Tse-Tung, and other blood-thirsty tyrants

in the world. But, in doing so you would just be killing yourself. Because

Americans are not a particular people from a particular place. They are the

embodiment of the human spirit of freedom. Everyone who holds to that

spirit, everyone here, is an American.

God Bless America!!