Managers Stay Together in the Close Race!

Would anyone expect the managers to set a precedent for all other companies? As long as it includes gaining money with reputation, of course they would! Who understands ethics, Bob? Well, James, I have a clue about ethics meaning to gain the most money for the business and some for me *wink*. Ouch! Literally, that conversation makes me want to drive an up to the wall (figure it out). Last night, I was stressing like a mad man trying to figure out one single problem for accounting. While trying to figure out the answer, I realized the example showed no specific way to figure out one of the statistics to solve the problem. It was so irritating to find out that no help was available in the book, in the notes or in class! Random break rhyme! My face was about to grin when I saw the shin of a passerby. Random break rhyme time over! Anyone ever notice that the Five Gum React flavor has tiny little globes inside each stick of gum? It is crazy, but what if they put some illegal substance in there? I would be chewing gum because it has some addictive chemical that I cannot break free from. No wonder I go through Five Gum packs so fast. My favorite thing about October is the fact that is a month of fall. Literally. The changes are not so drastic and it starts to change smoothly from fall to pre-chill winter. It sounds crazy, but October holds a great weight of promise to the world. Now zombies are attacking the room! I cannot get out without resolving the issue of what October holds, but zombies are knocking at my door. I am stunned to see where my random ideas can take me when I start to attack these mass hordes of zombies. Of course, I do not appreciate dead folks trying to mess with me. It does not really turn out well for either side. I chucked my television remote at one of their heads and it phased the zombie. I would say it is a he, but it looks too worn around the body and face to even decide what gender it is. Would it be necessary to kill a zombie or find a treaty the zombies could live with humans peacefully. No Fido stuff. Just have a society of living dead with the living for the business men to make more profit. I do not know how because zombies would be the illegal immigrants of the future. Of course, business men would like that more because would it be ethical to deny a zombie of wages and let it work for you by paying it nothing? Risky investment. Risky in the fact that it could bite you in the butt...literally! Hah! I like that one. Anyways, back to my situation and how to deal with these delightfully crazy creations of the dead. Where should I escape to? How about out the window and onto a roof? First of all, I have a fire escape I could head down to get away, but there could be zombies dwelling in the staircase. Hmmm. My adventure is dwindling down because it turns out, the zombie was actually just a neighbor dressed up in costume. Luckily, I did not really have much to damage the brain, or I could have been in big trouble. Just threw the remote. Which reminds me, music has a function to keep everybody linked in one way or another besides others higher functions that do that already. When music links everybody together, it forms invisible bonds that can be seen by people if they decide to look for them. Instead of living in their own world or being a jerk by being ignorant of any musical bonds, everyone should just listen to their music and realize that all genres go under music. This concludes the broadcast for today! Stay tuned for more chilling Halloween twists in secret and hidden messages.

The truth is out my nose,

Director of Photography,
Alex Lang

Your one stop, party shop...Autoparts....wait?!

Although You Know The Great Idea, You Have No Clue!

This post is meant to establish something great and cool. Last night, my thoughts of reality not being full unless there are contradicting ideas. While studying my own thoughts, I came up with another theory about seeing things.
Imagine the world was all in reality, but those thoughts were going against what is generally accepted.
Now, everybody wants an imaginative world that they can escape to in their mind because that is the only way to perceive it. My theory is to switch contradicting thoughts into thoughts and ideas generally accepted by society. So, my crack specialist team would have full control of an individual's mind for a few minutes to transfer the thoughts of imagination.
If the experiment should succeed or exceed my plan, then I am expecting awesome results in the field of creativity. At this point, I would test the individual's mind in a white walled room. This is only if the experiment did not send the individual to an entire new universe or world. The best way to understand these results is to test it on myself and switch back after an hour. I would clearly sacrifice my own body to further this exploration of unrealistic proportions.
To extend this opportunity to a common folk, I would be willing to compensate them for offering their time to this indescribable event. Nothing will be talked about more than this idea because it transcends the absolute references to actuality.
One reason to even establish this theory and plan is to extenuate ideas that are unreasonable and tto hard to accomplish because the mind does not exceed the 10% usage rate. After switching these thoughts, my idea is that everyone can start to use 90% maximum brain power. Just thinking about this is making my skull throb when it is only the theory itself.
The question I have for you all is do you think that this theory is probable or is it too ridiculous to even think about it?
For most of you, this idea requires more dedication and determination than what an average person can give. With this theory and question put forth, I must head off and hope you all give this enough thought.

The one brandmarked by fifty global enterprises,
Alex Lang.
Didn't see that coming did you? Especially the part about giraffe hunting and buidling a fortune 500 company out of it?

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So Many Years From Now, A Purple, Purple Little Lady Will Be a Useless Little Clown!

What? Did you just make a quick reference to something cool like Cirque Du Solei? Umm....yeaaaaaa! The theory for today is it is okay to work hard and study on Friday night, that way you have Saturday night to just go out and have fun (party)! Right?
Debate right now:
You should adjust conveniently based on the work that all needs to be done to accomplish the main goal in the end. The reason for having a balanced life will present you with better chances to have the best of both worlds in academics and social life. As one would say, the foot that matches the shoe is normally in the eye of the beholder. This in fact does not support any reasoning I had in the beginning of my argument. So, the real support is that people tend to have lower stress levels when they develop a pattern to finish their work and intertwine their social life in between. Now, to effectively show this technique take a glass jar and grab a couple golf balls with some uncooked rice. Expect that the golf balls are academics and the rice is the social life you want to have.
Put all the golf balls in the jar to estimate your required academic time to earn amazing grades. Now, pour the rice in. Most of the golf balls get in the way of the rice fitting into the jar fully. Now, try the rice all at the bottom and use as much time as you need. After that, put in the golf balls to realize you have no room for all the golf balls! Woh! So, intertwine the two pour in some rice and put a couple golf balls in the jar. After a quick back and forth of putting in rice and golf balls, take a look. Woh! It should all fit!
I rest my case. It rocks. Do not even try to fight it because it just rocks.

Plaintiff's case:
People of the invisible court that lies on my hand, do you realize that the world has no effect on what I do? Really? You all think it does since I live on this unique planet. I think everything I do has an effect to the world. Would this make a balanced set of whatever? No. The world might be metaphorically small compared to an individual living there, but it really is a big world. So, this idea explains that thoughts of the human seem big compared to the factual evidence provided by the planet we live in.
(Interruption by Judge Lang): Speed this up sonny. I have two hip replacement surgeries starting in two hours. The doctor might like me being unconscious ahead of time, but I would rather leave this court room, although invisible, in my own vehicle.
(Back to plaintiff):
Well, as I was trying to explain before the judge became to arrogant to fit in that, black robe (glare), I believe you have a correct format of understanding that your values will simply take over what you really feel is important instead of trying to find a balance. No one wants to take the time to figure out when they want to work on academics and how much time they want to spend with friends. Do you not think that hanging out with friends deserves an indefinite period of time until you have the concept to be alone (because everybody needs down time and alone time: human nature)? Although it seems drastic (overused word that has lost meaning in society, or at least the writing world), I would recommend to just go with your own feelings and values to determine the best fit for you instead of relying solely on the balanced theory. Thank you, Honor.

Judge Lang: You have both stated your cases. Will the jury please be dismissed and discuss this complicated subject in a group process while arriving at a single, unanimous decision?
Well...can you?

Forming unlikely teams since copyright date of 1991,
Yours truly,
The Honorable Alex Lang of Rand Om Land!

Certificate of Imaginative Law
University of University of University of the first University of!
BBAASDFJAWEJAGASDFJ Degree

Some Say Vendetta, I Say Bruchetta!

I do not care if what I said in my title does not make sense and who really cares about spelling. Would it matter if the promise I made in my title would attract super life. During my thinking, I realized the purpose to make a vendetta was set a proposal against something.
So, I decided to make a great proposal against the day that I think sounds horrifying to the tips of my ears. Wednesday. Woh!
Everybody was expecting Monday, but literally it is Wednesday and always has been for a while. True, youth groups and most church events happen on, besides Sunday, Wednesday. I have nothing against church groups, events or any group that is awesome and meets on Wednesday. I just have never had much luck on Wednesdays because of the feeling of stress dropping on my shoulders. As my first degree in the affectionate proposal to rip apart the day of Wednesday.
You would expect to me to go over what my proposal against Wednesday will be. Instead, I want to explain why those Wednesdays have been tearing apart my freedom.
On Wednesdays, back in the olden days, I would be stressed because I would have to help do a paper route. I was only paid two bucks, but I was only so young and did not think big. Instead, I stuck with it and then decided to get my own paper route. After so long, it strained me to even see the papers being brought up my driveway. RAWRGH!
Later on, other strains started to pick up by adding tests and quizzes as regulars during the week. I never want to hold another paper route, but I think it definitely set my views on hard work.
Unfortunately, I cannot blame Wednesday for doing all bad to me. Instead, I have to hate it as the same time as respecting it because it gave me a strong value. Although my background comes from strength and determination, I need to do something to make Wednesday a day to hate throughout all time. Everybody should have the busiest day of the week be Wednesday because it is halfway through the week and usually includes most classes for students who are in college. It just seems to accumulate locally and nationally on a figurative level.
I am glad to say that this is the end of this short blog, but to be used as a template of insanity. My sentences were not organized and neither were my faces.
Yes, my faces.

Happy Birthday,

Alex Lang, jokes 'r us

Possibly going to be setting up a lamp.

Twice Removed From the Ecosystem to Make Room for Useless Words!

The reasoning behind this day's blog is something every living person has to live through. Gossip. Yes. The all infamous and invaluable quality every human being has and cannot help to blurt it out. Of course, wait a second, they do have the power to not talk about people behind their backs.
Back in the old days, or whatever, it usually was just girls in upper cliques who used to talk behind people's backs. Now, it is everybody no matter if they are guys, girls, adults or children. It all comes together because people just find it natural to rip out the missing pieces in your life (which they would know if they take the time to know who you were) and replace it with significant pieces from their own minds. Crazy!
It is the most deteriorating thing someone could do to another innocent person.
For example, I use to think the gossip was a tool used by all those talkative, popular students. One time, I was sitting out on just ONE dance and decided to sit by a kid who is usually quiet and shy. While sitting there, I started to talk to them to see how they were liking the dance.
The person said that it was going okay, but they were angry that their friend was dancing with popular people. After talking with her further, the person started to spread nasty facts (sorry, lies) about the other person and what it entailed was gossip and rumors.
That was when I realized even the shyest people you know gossip, whether you know about it or not. It comes out in some form. The reason for gossip is unknown, although psychologists think they have found the perfect answer. It makes me sad that we have to justify gossip as something psychological when it should not even be thought of. RAWRGH!
Plus, having concern about people is not really gossip until you fill in stuff that might not be true at all and basically assuming everything which can lead to the hardcore gossip.
I have so many issues with this and even most of my friends do it without knowing it. They just get crazier and crazier. I have so much to do tonight and would like to take a break from academics to focus on my traveling, friends and family to get some happiness bar filled up. Or to be honest, to be happy about my current lifestyle and make sure everybody I am friends with still connects with me.

Have some fun everybody,
Switch from the purpose to the meaning to the individual to life!
That would be me, Alex Lang.

Sweet!

A Majority of the Minority to Complete Everyone!

Is it true that every time a person tries to please another, they do so to make their character look better? I was thinking about this improper proposal that implicated huge ramifications to the dire sources of mixed energy.
My main goal with this blog was to achieve perfect balance and be everybody's friend. Sure, I could consider everyone my friend, even if they feel that I am not their friend. Well, I am losing my mind over this thought and precisely what my main title entails.
Over the past few days, I have been dreaming insignificant fantasies with many strange realizations. These realizations are growing in my mind and finally, are taking focus in my perception of the real world. I do not see real. I see something different. I mean I notice the realistic ideals and possibilities and all that good crazy quiet leadership stuff. But, I also see the whole. When I think of something as reality, I think of it as part of something.
Reality is not full. It is only a part of something bigger. Some will say life. Of course, that is the easy way out. What if there was another thing that could make reality a whole? I figured out what it is.
You all think it is about randomness, but it has much to do with uncontrollable thoughts that just fight their way inside your mind. Without associating with something particularly realistic, these thoughts are actually whole. Of course, they can make realistic images and ideas a whole as well. Not to say all uncontrollable thoughts are perfect and achieve a sense of right or wrong, but they do bring a radical side to the argument in your mind that you perceive as the real world.
Like it was second nature, I feel that I have to accept most of these uncontrollable ideas into my skull to make it a whole. This entire process of mental imagery is just one sense heightened by the physical environment and so called "randomness"! It focuses mostly on the thought instead of the realistic view of the world that everyone seems to have in their mind. Of course, everyone has an idea that challenges these realities to make them a whole and configure it as something that is acceptable.
I went off into a tangent of what I was really going to talk about. These thoughts are scratching at the interior of the 'whatever'! Literally, you cannot feel your brain exactly thinking things out while focusing all your senses at once towards a specific object and relating it to an instance in your optional patterns!
So, to briefly explain why I went off on the subject of reality is not a whole, I was leaning towards talking about trying to be friends with everyone. It seems possible, but to everybody it is not because there are so many differences. But wait, we are to accept differences around the world, right?!
Oh yeah! People are scared! No one wants to step up and take that charge to make a difference and actually be friends with everybody. The tension would be high, but the reward is all worth it. And just because that one person does achieve it, does not mean they achieve superiority over anybody. Just because they know and talk and communicate with so many people has no influence on who you are and where you rank in life. Remember that.
Another reason people are scared is because they think that they could only be friends out of the majority. Then they think smaller, like they can only be friends with a minority of the majority. Then they go even smaller that they can only be friends with a group out of the minority and so on and so on. They think big and then small. Start small then go big. Skip some groups so it feels easier, like group, majority, then everyone! Do not go for this person, that person, or every single individual. Of course, doing this is also great though. Why? Because you make that relationship worthwhile when you go to every single person individually. So, the reason no one is friends with everyone in the world is because everybody is scared (I am trying not to be, but there are pressures like I explained earlier) and they just want to be nicer. So, reality would say if staying scared makes you be nicer to individuals so be it. And the nagging idea and random thought that helps me question it is, if we can be nice to single individuals, why not be nice to everybody at once as a group of single individuals. Too complicated because facts prove against it, then I don't want to be factual or real. I want to be random!

Thanks for tuning into this special bulletin,

Your anchorman, Alex Lang, on duty! 24/7 fifty billion days out of the decade! Or a 365 days out of the year! Whatever comes first! (Please don't think about that one...it is meant to open your mind as well.)

Signing off,
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Goodnight, you!

As I Was Saying....

There are many different ideas that represent many fortitudes. My ideas and thoughts are trapped in a mental asylum. This means that what I am seeing in the world is getting worse. Instead of understanding what this means, I have been going through it like it all makes sense. As some of you may know, the mind trapped is not a great way to live you life. For some, it means having to argue in your battles only to realize you are fighting yorself. I am going to argue that all my battles will be victorious only because i have no doubt in my mind.
For developing these preconclusionary statements....yes. I think that is enough for the explanation today. As I once read in a book from a distant land, "Si se puede, chap!" As a continuation to the epilogue of the historical times of Eddie von Price, the giraffe was harassed to death by illogical lawsuits that were made out of teabags annd waxpaper.
Some people don't know how cool I am and would rather they think I am random. To pursue my marketable research, I am testing everybody on how well they like invisible hands in the free market. I know that no one wants to be choked to death by the inevitable death grip, but everyone needs to know the dangers of fruitflies!
Yes! The crazed fruitflies argue their existence by attaching themselves to some rare vegetable items in the grocery store.
Where exactly am I going with this? If you believe you will read on the next blog post to be recorded by my private secretary on a day I choose this week.
Will have logo and shirt ideas coming soon. My campaign manager will be handling strange details and facts about where, when and me on the newst blog coming soon.

Your host for this dinner,
La Chef Lang

A cook to remember...because he was crazy with knives!

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As One Might Know, I Have No Mast to My Ship!

As one might not know, I have a ship! Why would I, as a college student, need an 18th century warship? To do significant damage across the high seas. You might think that there is no cruise ship worthy of my trust. So, I have messed with your mind and made my warship into a cruise ship. Sure...it cannot set sail now because if it leaves the dock, it will be swallowed whole under the sea. Wooooh! What a ride.
To previously state what I had stated in my blog that states my resignation from humanity, I have three areas of randomness to cover.
As in my time of desperate sorrow, I found realization. The reason: My life is not in a significant place. It is trapped inside a mental institution. For the life of what is good. Instead of being significantly understandable, I took advantage of the situation at hand. To be continued...literally...tomorrow!

Your short writer,

Alex (Sanchez) Lang

For the Sanchez, I have no clue.

I Believe You Have No Clue Where to Go From Here!

Let me help you!
I really want to chuck my phone out the window because it eats my soul! I could literally eat it's implications because they are so chewy. For the first time in your life, you consider that the facts raw your become material.
Wait, did I just confuzzle my roodle to become a qagnificent experience in the blopend mind? Of courslles.
To mess with your mind, I am going to mess with mine here.
Write something. Anything.
Now, times it by 3.
Did you get "My brain is blue?"
That is what I got. And, luckily, that is what you got too.
Because I cheated and looked at your answer. When there was a no brainer in the think tank, I formulated that cookie dough could be used to drown the angelic lockets.
As you might have already figured out through the angled depression, I have tragically placed money on all three branches. Yes. Not tree branches.
Those are too weird to speak.
As I walked into the saloon, I noticed you could see the mind's eye. To confirm what I saw, you need to blopen that mind again. Pleasers? Because this is not a teaser. Ok....maybe. (Smiley face). I reprimanded the right to put smiley faces in my blog. You could imagine things better anyways.
So, as I peered into the mind's eye, this is what I saw:

When climbing out of my bed this morning, I recognized the stagnant detail that what if I wasn't climbing out of bed? To construct the test, I had to think backwards to obtain new information. Once the test was in motion, I felt proud to have fell upwards to my solution. I had walked down by being up!
I walked down my steps with my hands. As one might say, this is a failed experiment that ended horribly.
What I would say is that it worked like a charm. That is right. I figured out how to split the upside down world into two categorical philosophies. As one might understand from neutral stabilization, the always needed aspect of life is not focus. Instead, it is randomness. You ARE crazy! As one might say..."dabble dabble...your theory sucks!"
I can only respond back with something that makes absolutely no sense to those living in a closed and fixed society.
I have fixed the dent in your thinker! Woh (you might say). Instead, I say that need play doh before woh.
In return, I give the advice that my blog is helping. Maybe not you specifically, but society in general. Without being aware of my blogs existence, society will feel the utter need to find it unknowingly.
I want to spread this master mechanic known as "Surely. Surely Random!" It has a ding to it's microwave activating device, does it not?
So before I present these beliefs that I do not fully control and last in the world as long as a signal from the upper most piece of plastic exists on the planet of Rdnoam.
So, I must conclude with my opening statement.
Randomness is controlled by three forces: the secret, another secret, and something I cannot say right now because you have to be talented to understand it. Or just in the loop.
Prepare. It's going to be a fild tide...yes...fild!

Yours truly,

A papyrus made of paper,

Surely. Surely Alex Lang!

As I promised earlier in my life....giraffe!

Before I Write this Memo, I Will Write this Lamo!

Hey everybody,

Hey,
Well hey,
Yea...I think that is an effective introduction on my own part. For the due course of this existent web site, prepare for the best in promotions. Soon, hopefully, people will be about to see my site due to responsive activities. My respect will come from my t-shirt promotion. I will make a t-shirt online that rocks(in my opinion) and have dedicated followers wear the shirts. On the shirt will also be the link to my blog and leads to awesome advertising on campuses!
Hey,
This idea just popped into my head that I should probably make up a cool logo along with the blog. If there are any suggestions, you will receive a free five dollar gift card to Target. Yes, Target.
No matter how hard you try to run away, there's Target on your heels. You can never hide from Target because of that little Bullseye dog that Taylor Swift made out with before a show she did in Minneapolis. Talk about weird norms in the music world.
I tend to just ask a dog for high fives. If they can't....well let's just hope they can so I will not get aggravated.
When you want a dog to do good things, you train it to do high fives(I have no clue if there is a hyphen there or not) to give a compliment to the dog for expressing itself.
Although I would rather be studying market and stock prices for no apparent reason, I would rather write this simple little blog because it keeps the human mind interactive. Not really. Because you are only reading words put onto your own screen to view on your own time. You could always take a break reading this, or you could be cooler than yourself and read all the way through it. It works....sometimes.
For me, I am hoping to construct a book(yes! AGAIN!), not about blogs, but more about what I think random is. If other people can write self-help books or just informative books, why can't I write a book of random ideas and how to achieve those randomness moments? Why can't I? Because I can.
I contradicted the contra. Leave it be and you will see, a world of fun and enjoyable products in my head. Yes. I changed topics so you could see how random my modnar could get.
Introducing, ColAirs!(TM)(C) Copyrighted and patented by Alex Lang. What are ColAirs, you ask? They are the newest invention to the finger painting market. Ever wanted to express your thoughts and ideas and imaginative dreams into colorful art, but have nothing to paint on? Well, with ColAirs, you can paint in the air! That is right. I am trying to find the most amazing chemicals that are non-toxic and can be put on the tips of fingers to paint in the air. When it is in the air, it stays there until someone cleans it off with a special spray. That is right. Gravity will not affect the paint, nor wind. How am I going to do this you say? I am going to dream up something so miraculous, it will destroy my mind so everybody can enjoy the fun ColAirs!
Sounds great. More funding, quicker to be produced and sold on the market. Plus, those who funded will receive free kits once produced. Cannot wait to finally start on this project, plus another project. Word!

Catch you all up on the other side of this computer screen! Just kidding. I have no time to take up the space already being wasted by stuff behind your computer screen.

Your inventor of the year 2019 or many years later,

Alex Lang

A colleague made of stone...and random deviations!

Preferred Title in All Caps Here!

I wouldn't expect anyone to know I have started this blog back up for insignificant reasons. Such as trying to be an insomniac with no place to go rather than up...to sleep in the bed...because its a loft. Correction. It is a mattress covered in blankets and just randomly floats in the air. No wooden beams to support it. The reason I am posting this blog? Because I can claim a blog so short that it eats cactus for a breakfast cereal. Actually, cactus is really juicy and tasty. I agree, Hank. Who's Hank? Do you know?
Professional radio show on the television. Why?
Time to work on my dreams to shape them up for a magnificent first video debut on dah dah dah daaaahhhh! YouTube!
Take care,
You tiggers,

Alex Lang, a helpful blank space on the map of space. Just kidding...he owns the space.

Remember Me? I Don't.

The long awaited wait is still standing. Never let your pockets open wider than your teeth can chew a plank of steak. After consuming much knowledge of the college life, I decided to keep on moving with my blog. Just because it stopped for a long, long time, does not mean the story has ended. Oh no! This story is just beginning. The truth is, I want to do something right now. I want to start it.
That's right. I am starting this thing called a group. Not a "Wow! Facebook group! Neat. *click* I am in the group!" It is more like "What is this? How do I get in? What is the mental capacity to be in this group?" group. The one where everybody does not know how to get in, but they do. The one that is not on Facebook because the group itself is reality.
No clue how to describe this, but the twisting DNA strands in your head are filled with air and ink. Your mind is formed with words out of space and ink. The main thing I want to get across here is that this is inky! So, beware.
You have been warned. Solely because I do not want a strange paradox on my hands. So, be on the lookout for the group. When people start calling it by name, I will invite them in. It seems ritualistic, but it is not. Just some good old fashioned group that is not exactly heard of.
Would anyone on here like to partake? Parcheezy? I have no clue if I spelled that right because it is such an old game that it flutters across my mind like a sound wave filled with pictures. Get it?
What makes the reader more attentive and willing to read a blog? How do I spread this blog to a larger audience that isn't here? Where do I put the blanket over my face to block the intrusive scenes of the real world? I will tell you all this and more once you captivate yourself into my own world.
So, I have a riddle-me-this *person*...why is it *ahem* that *ahem* you *ahem* *ahem* *ahem*. Never mind! This cough is too strong to type. Did you get that? Kermit the frog needs your help and make sure he doesn't look green! Blah!
Once upon a time, this giraffe ran the mile stretch of highway that bore green grass on a narrow farming community that had no right existing where it did for the fact it was nothing but guinea pigs wrestling over who had the next pellet to be shot out of the toy gun filled with anti-carbons that made up green paper slapped on the back with a moderately strong adhesive giving off a strange grin only to receive a simple slap off the well and a yes to if they will marry him.
If you get one part of that, you know. It just happens to be...you know?
Why are my feet slipping underneath the sky? Too many questions that you can't answer. Correction! You won't answer because you do know. You are just too scared to answer because the idea is...your answer might be wrong. Well, in my group or world or sweet remembrance of a club, I gazed upon the stars to realize that all answers are accepted. You have your own set of guidelines to follow within the guidelines of the guild lines guidelines to line guide your guided lines.
Keep up to date. You won't want to miss this year!
It is going to sweep the nation of it's cemented feet!

Alex Lang,
A trusted informant to the SWOT. Yea. Not SWAT.

Virtual Life: Check It Out Here and Only Here. The One Stop Auto Shop, Goldfish!

I have decided to retire from being retired. Oh wait, you did not know I was retired. Well, I was at least tired. Does that count for something? I would think it does because both words are somewhat intertwined. Instead of trying to eat the left shoe, I will eat the right. That guy must be retired!
So, on my way there(who knows where)I fall on something(who knows what)that creates whatever(who knows whatever) and extinguishes the rest of the extinct Hogopogo chieftains(or whoever they are).
After this uneventful experience, I intended to solve the problem with this blog being random. Sure, being spontaneous and getting rid of the problem and quickly does seem quite random and stirring. Of course, that makes for a pot full of unknown catastrophe or unknown happiness. Either way, the chances are fifty-fifty. Theoretically. So, I decided to share to everyone that reads this blog and should keep reading this blog, about my lifestyle towards randomness.
You must know that there is either the staying the same, don't rock the boat, status quo theories. Then there is the all to and almost unrealistic jump off the cliff without a bungee cord, let life decide, chocolate cake eating, leap before they look, solve the problem quickly theories. These people are the ends of the spectrum of random. Starting with the first theories that are all work and no play, and the other end being absolutely bonkers and all play and no work.
My idea of being random seems to be more planned, but it still is open to creativity and openness of the other side. I decide that today is the day I should tell you all that creating a plan and having gradual change is better than instantaneous change or staying the same.
To say it more effectively, I think that I should continue this blog post up with a second part. Of course, I do not believe writing it down is the same as saying it because the emotion and intensity that I feel is not being seen nor heard by the readers. So, with all due respect, I hope you enjoy the new installment. Coming soon: Alex Lang Live!

Please keep your hands down during the ride, you could fall out because, as many of you know, I only have one seat belt. Enjoy!

The Langitude and Longitude of Alex Lang.

The Best Part About This: It's Free!

The very best thing about this blog, it's free. I really just wanted to only say that and post it in a blog, but I kind of feel like I need to continue in some form. My reason for jumping out of the screen is because you are seeing me from the new and spectacular 3D television. A reasonable response to this would be "Twisted vacuums, Batman". But in reality, you cannot help but chomp down on the visual effects streaming across your face.
Now, I want to make sure I put in the question ahead of time that will have nothing to do with what you think it has to do with. First of all, does this blog actually make you want to promote randomness in a large scale or not? Why or why not? Obviously you have no clue what this blog is about, so why get upset about it? Second of all, do you believe every time I say I put up a new blog that a new one is actually up? Haha. Joking, Kelli!
Onto the identity of this blog. He seems extraordinary compared to the fiendish attributes of the daring villain who shot the parakeet. A few days ago, I was driving down to a capitol for a show to visit some friends. On the way there, I stopped at a nice looking eating establishment. What I did not realize was that these people were secret undercover operatives meant to destroy every thing I do and stop the reign of this blog. As I noticed the tall lumbering lady fetch the food, the demoniacal server was staring deep into the center of my forehead, bound to pounce on me with a plastic knife! Before he had the urge to just go with what he was feeling, the gigantic woman came at me with the food. Woo! (not woot...not yet). I just barely made it out of that tight trap. As I sat down to eat my food, I enjoyed talking with my friends. At the same time, the two maniacal workers behind the counter were chatting up a conversation that I could not help from overhearing. They must have been married because of the way they looked at each other and made small movements toward each others hands. They kept saying something about a secret weapon meant to utterly destroy someone's dinner and the rest of their night.
As my friends and I finished up our food, we start to recollect our senses and head out to the car. Before going, one friend takes a short trip to the bathroom. My other friend and I decide to partake in a chance to receive just one extra sandwich. This is where the action takes place. As I asked for the usual sandwich I asked for before without pickles, I waited patiently. That is when I did notice the rings on both of their ring fingers on the left hand. Woh! Mind trip. They both seemed pretty young, although they both had that evil look in their eyes. As it turns out, this couple knew about me trying to change the world with my blog. As many do not know because they do not read my blog and do not follow the blog as well, I have a secret organization meant to attack me to stop me from writing these blogs. Well, as it turns out, this couple had been in the group since the beginning.
Although the recognizable atmosphere shifted more to an ominous and dark side, I did not take notice of any changes. After getting my last sandwich, I quickly got outside to get in the car. As my friends filed into the car, I opened my sandwich wrapper. The first bite was as delicious as any other bite from a sandwich. But just as quick as a shooting star flying by, the second bite I took changed everything about the sandwich in the wink of an eye. Sounds magnificent? No! There it was. The secret ingredient they were hiding that would definitely keep me out of business for the rest of my life. The one and only thing I could not stand on a sandwich for some odd reason (because I like them sometimes, just not on sandwiches)...PICKLES!!!! The deadliest being to my existence! The one thing that could spite the benefits of my blog! Could this change the fact that I am man and therefore can stand a mere pickle on a sandwich? No! I am still man, but the pickles on sandwiches are death from (obviously not above) below!
My eyes grew wide with fear and anger! My friends stared at me as I freaked out as the pickles slid across my pants. For a split second, they seem like the ordinary pickles. After letting the pickles sit on the wrapper, I hear a sizzling. The pickles were more than acidic! The pickle juice was acid altogether! As the juice burned a deep hole in my jeans, I noticed my mouth burning at the same time. I quickly ran inside the establishment and took many napkins and gulped down two mouthfuls of tap water. The two spies noticed I had bitten into their acid filled pickles. They were jumping up and down in delight making sure I knew that they were behind the entire situation. Instead of hurting my enemies, I quickly rang out with a small cup of water and those napkins. Quickly throwing the pickles over by the building, I hear the hissing acid still making a bigger hole in my jeans. I quickly pour the water on my pants and wipe away any acid that was spilled anywhere else.
Instead of sighing with relief, I quickly drove away telling my friends why everything was going horribly wrong. I was so aggravated because of how easily I was fooled to believe that there would be no pickles in my sandwich, let alone acid pickles. During the past few days, I decided to make sure that there were no more acid pickles near any of my food. Actually, I was reading the newspaper yesterday. It turns out that the eating establishment was dissolved and/or burnt and/or exploded because of some corroding acid left near the gas line. Supposedly, two acidic pickles were the only thing left from the wreckage. The firemen were lucky to save the two people working that same night I was there. Instead of realizing that I was the person who was responsible for that, I turned to the end of the newspaper story. It turns out they were the group against me and my blog changing any significant portion of the world. Well, they suffered pretty bad burns and will be in casts for quite a few decades. Hopefully they learn from their evil ways. Let's just seem try to take this blog down again. Hope you enjoyed this important document. I will provide you all with more information on what this group is and why they are against me. I am still researching where their headquarters are located so I can look out for further problems that will arise. Do not fear, Alex Lang is here!

Wrap it in a bow, and leave it under the tree till Christmas.
It's a surlanglexprise!

As Many Didn't Notice...

One more thing to add to the previous blog post that you should read before reading this one. You can take your time. *Waits patiently on the edge of a cliff* Had the time? Oh, just a couple more minutes? Ok! I can wait a few more seconds. *Stands on the tip of the edge of the cliff, peering over the side - somewhat patient* Ok. Ready? Still not yet? Are you not a speed reader? Really? Fine. I guess I can wait till you respond back after you have finished the other blog post. *Teetering impatiently on the tiniest protrusion on the side of the cliff* Oh, come on! You have had enough time. As the most dedicated followers know, I have no obvious question for you on that post, so here it is.
What do you think I am going to say after jumping off this cliff? What is at the bottom of the cliff? How would you react if you had to jump off a cliff without knowing what was at the bottom waiting for you? Ever had a moment in your life that felt like this?
Well, to give you an answer to the first question, I am going to say *slips off the edge and falls deeper and deeper into the unknown destination known as the ground*, that I feel very *voice trails off because you do not want to jump down after me to hear the rest of what I was going to say, so you have to guess*

Thanks in advance for the comments. I know you will enjoy this question.

Trespassers beware! I am Duke of Lang. Accompanied by the alternative dimension in the 11th quadrant.

Although You Already Know: More Followers=More Fun

So, what do I have to do to make this statement a fact? I need to promote the blog a little further than just a few checks on my group settings. I have already made a Facebook group made just for people willing to check out this blog. Hopefully the people I contacted could obviously take some interest in something they do not think about day to day or second to second. Woh! I think I did something totally out of line, but I did it to promote this blog and what I say. Is there any other way to do it? I sent a message to the 245 out of the 1,900 people I asked to join the group supporting this group. Call me crazy, but if only 45 respond back by becoming followers, they have made the second step possible. Soon, this blog will be known in a wider range of ages and demographics and locales across this state. Then, across the region. Then, across the nation. Then, across the continent. But of course, the world is a large scale, but why not keep it on the list. Some kind of nature, some kind of soul. It all makes sense to me that everything you see is completely different in my eyes. Everything done to me and everything I have done in the past is all added up into this one spectacular moment that no one actually realizes: this second, and the next second, and so on and so on. It is the present. It all reacts in accordance with the emotions I have portrayed to every action taken towards me, whether they be direct or indirect. But all you know is that I have experienced it. You never took the time to realize the emotion of an individual in that situation. Of course, you can only make an assumption based on these non-supportive facts. In addition to this, you thought you could take a step into the other person's shoes! Woh! Role reversal. You must be, like, a super psychologist. Way to go on solving the mystery. Unfortunately, role reversal is not the proper direction unless it is utilized to the fullest. If you have no clue what I am saying, don't raise your hand with the only pinky on it. So, now that all of you have raised your hands, I see the importance of telling you all this. Track the emotions of the person and then use them on specific events that happened in their life. Then combine that previous knowledge and the study just concocted to navigate which direction to step in the shoes of the person you are dealing with.
Wow...had that on my mind for a while. Especially since I was just studying those emotional bonds that need to be set up for just a basis of respect. did you just realize that I did not capitalize the first letter of this sentence? I did not know you could read so fast. You know, if you read faster than I type, then all you see is blank space for a few seconds















But if there is a longer space, then you obviously surpassed this blog and just kept on reading to the next one.

Congratulations,
Alex Lang

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Because, obviously, it is the end of this blog. (Speed readers...psh)

Woops! Has it Been that Long! Really?!

As most of you might know (since there are only two followers *ahem*), I have been sort of busy for the past couple of weeks. It is March and Spring is about to kill all the snow here! What an exciting assumption that all the snow and bitter, cold winds will be gone in just a couple of more days! This is also a perfect remedy to disaster. As most of you don't know, I love shillelaghs! Obviously, I would not bring up such a ridiculous statement unless an important holiday is coming up. I love Ireland and everybody Irish because they are just crazy cool at times. Well, the only explanation for my crazy, floating ideas is the fact that St. Patrick's Day is coming, and the fact that green will be everywhere makes me happy!
From this point on, I am writing this with 3D glasses on my face because I want the words to pop out of this blog! Hah! So, since I need to ask my followers and literate people who read this blog on the most random days(who should be followers) a question, why not make it about something everybody knows about. What is your favorite holiday? What color do you usually associate with this holiday? And, why do you think this holiday represents you as a person today? Woh! Thought provoking questions, Professor Schuck. I know I tend to do that once in awhile when I feel lucky! (Hint, hint!) I want to know more about current events. Did you all hear about the incident in Chile? The earthquake seemed to tilt the Earth so much, that it shortened the days?! Now, I have not heard the complete story why it did that or if it really has done that.
One more crazy thing, did you hear about the glacier that can bleed. It is just a mixture of iron and selenium, but it looks like the glacier is gushing blood! Of course, you might have heard the more common word of what is actually coming out of the glacier. This stuff is called primordial ooze! Woh! Wait a second...I always thought that stuff was fake and only used in movies to describe how the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were talking and moving like ninjas. Really! Wait a second, I think they even mention it in the first Power Ranger's movie if I remember correctly. The bad guy was Dr. or Mr. Ooze.
Anyways, those are some geological issues that have recently occurred. What else could I talk about? Something completely random that nobody else will understand where I got the idea from.
Has anyone ever felt the need to dance upside on the couch? It makes since that you would have a comfortable landing if you decide to start dancing on your head. Sure, it takes a couple tries. One thing I want to do is promote this blog more, and then I will start doing more blogs and cool things besides polls. You know what? If I actually get 100 followers, I might make a short video as a congratulations present for you all! How does that sound? I think it would be cool to make a movie and who better to share it with than the followers of my blog!? Every time I try to say for everyone to promote this blog, I lose sight of how to do it. Instead of taking initiative, I fall behind and think that making another blog will bring in a bigger crowd, when I need to self-advertise. Plus, I need some marketing companions that can exploit my blogs to the public! One more thing, if I do get 100 followers, what are the chances that they will all want the book I make? The one with the first 100 blogs I ever made? It sounds crazy, but I think it is possible to create some absolute absurd business in the community, don't you? Of course, I don't want to be a traveling salesman who wants to sell books of Frankenstein to the average household. I want to be a prime suspect for increasing real GDP per capita in the United States. That or just influence and empower others to achieve their dreams no matter how wild they seem. Seems almost like the Buried Life? Good show? Anybody? Anybody? Oh well, I most get going on this promotion thing to make a commitment that sticks.
Everybody hang by your ears. It's easier to listen to gravity.
Rock 'em Sock 'em T-Ralex!

See you all on the rhino's side of the grass. Oh wait, they ate all the grass already.

So They Say I Have The Joy to Checkbooks

Everybody!
Exclamation that everybody, alright?
I have some great news. This is about something I did today that made me smile and made my day worthwhile. It was remarkable and awe inspiring. First things first, I was in my last class today(sorry, but seriousness is needed between randomness so you know where to read and interpret). At the beginning of class, the professor or TA or whatever you want to call him, was saying random facts about everybody. See, the week before, everybody wrote down one interesting fact about themselves and handed it in. Then, every week we have class, he would pick a few at random and ask the classroom to decide who it was. Mine was called today. It was the fact that I was in Sheltered Reality. I described it in the best possible way to the class and everybody seemed impressed, but more to the fact interested. Not in me, but the group. Already, my happy boost meter went up. Then, after class I told the professor(call it whatever) and one of the classmates about the group as well. After that, the professor was very interested and seems to want to maybe get some more involvement with Sheltered Reality at the University of Iowa. Even the classmate was happy and surprised and even thinking about going to the drum show. I cannot believe that I did it, but I had a room of encouragement. So, I decided to walk to Subway and get something to eat for dinner. On my journey there, I had a huge smile on my face. I realized that all my experience comes from Sheltered Reality. All I am doing is not promoting that I am in it and deserve attention, but I am promoting Sheltered Reality with a wide array of people across the campus. I feel like my joy and happiness is talking about Sheltered Reality to someone who has no clue what it is and trying to see if they can get involved in some way, if any! I love Sheltered Reality so much! Then, after that, I thought about something on the college spectrum.
College is important! Sure, all of you kids have heard that before, but what I am saying is college is not needed ONLY to further your education. College is more for everybody to adjust to different settings and situations than what they are used to. Basically, it is supposed to be an experience! College makes everything different, but in ways you want to perceive it. That is my side note about college. Plus, you meet more friends and you gain much more perspective on issues in the real world and in your life. With me, I realized college was a way for me to work on my marketing skills. I have advertised Sheltered Reality to ten people so far. Who thinks I have the guts to tell the rest of the campus and then the city, and so on and so on? That is my question to you guys for this week. Do you think I can respectfully market Sheltered Reality to even bigger and better things, and bring in more responsible and awesome people? The second question is: Can you!? And can you promote something else that you know of that you think people would like to get involved with?
One last thing, besides the questions this time. I have an assignment for you all. Are you willing to step out and be encouraging? That is what I felt like in the line for Subway. I high-fived the person who made my sandwich and did not know them. I complimented the guy with a cool hair-do. Then I kept giving great compliments to 6 other random strangers on the way back from Subway. Wow! What an adrenaline and happiness rush. Plus, you get noticed. Plus, everybody that I complimented and high-fived all respected it and said thank you back! Check it! I want you all to encourage and compliment five random strangers this week. If you can do that, you can keep doing it and be more encouraging and energetic than ever. Take care, everybody!

Great Scott!
It's an Alex combo, with a Lang smoothie! Cool!

As I Was Saying, Drop The Nickels!

I would rather say, drinking out of a metallic bottle of water is like drinking a battery. My favorite side of the ceiling is the one that is over my head. So, any particular reason that you have a shoe? No. Just a shoe hat. I think that it is necessary to know where you are coming from. College changes most people, not everybody. Sorry to make an inaccurate statement there. I was thinking one day about the cool idea to high five everybody. Actually, people in general should high five each other. It can be such a boost and energetic high. My face is on fire!
I think it would be cool to do a study. By walking down a sidewalk, I would wear a sign that says "High five my hand if you love life, and high five my other hand if you hate life." Already, I would high five myself saying I love life. The main thing is that the people will have to say if they approve of life or not while high fiving. Next, I would take down which hand that associated with loving life and which hand they associated with hating life. It would be interesting to see people who think hating life is considered high-fiving my left or right hand. That is why I would hold both my hands up while walking as well. Would that be a neat experiment? Alright.
Question time. What is one favorite thing that you did this week that makes you feel good about your life? There should be at least one thing during the week that encouraged you or made a little bit happy. Alright.
I am taking some interesting classes. These classes are very interesting because they are awesome and thought provoking. My introduction to management class is very interesting. This is making me expect what people are going to do and why they feel. It is almost like a half and half class that teaches management and psychology. It helps me understand that I should be more hyper-observant, like Shawn Spencer off of what? That is right. Actually, I have been looking for a part-time job that will only last me a few months.
So, who wants to have a dance party? Once I save enough money, I am holding a dance party in my dorm room with most of the lights used at dance studios. I think I am ready to make a difference in your emotions. I want everybody to feel loved, happy, and great! So, does anybody want to celebrate the happiness of always knowing they have a great friend to look to? I am here and ready to listen. Spread the word of the blog and the blogs will be more random and much longer. Jumping over the pole that is decided by the Russian judges who supply ducks to ponds. May they sail across the Atlantic without falling downstairs. Super duper cross checker slacker backer who plays chess and checkers! My nose is upside down due to the dust on the shelf. By they way, no one needs a 'shelf' help book. Care take everybody.
Tis the night of my twister.

WARNING: Alex will always be followed by a LANG! Get it? Psh, right! HIGH FIVE!

Fan Favorites! Encourage Your Friends!

I would like to ask some silly and some serious questions throughout the history of this random time line that involves a strange absolute. For me to start these questions, I need you all, the three followers I have now, to spread the blog even further! The best part of a blog is to be viewed to the public. So, the question I have for people is where is the public? Can anybody be the public, or can the infinite thoughts and perceived choices be considered the public? Starting with my first fan, we have Kelli. She is a dedicated hard worker with a determined mind. Her integrity makes her a trustworthy and friendly person. This is a great thing to have in a leader, which of course she is! Round of applause for Kelli! Next up, we have the kewl(not cool) Amanda. She is like my sister and has been there for a long time. Always saying that I am great person, while I return the favor telling her how great a person she really is. Although she doubts what I say, she knows it deep down that she has succeeded at so many things and is still on the path to succeed at everything else she wants to do! Square of applause for Amanda! I know there are more followers, but to be actual followers, I need people to sign up to this blog.
Others are reading this on the other sites, so I would like you start checking the blogs on www.alexlang19.blogspot.com because it will have the option for you all to be followers. This way, I can communicate better with everybody who is reading this blogs, whether you think they are ridiculous or thought provoking! Take the necessary time to read them carefully and analyzing each detail to it's meaning. Words said from another person can be interpreted in different meanings just like the dictionary has many meanings for a single word. So, followers of my blog now, read the blogs as best you can and spread them in a way that will instigate a new fashion of networking and socializing. I know you can do it, and I believe in you all! By the way, no pressure. Especially Kelli. I know you have so much that you are going through, so I will understand if you are doing what you can of spreading this blog!
By the way, do not just spread it to SR people. Spread it to all people. This is a blog for anybody, any age, any demographic, any area, any intelligence, etc. So, do not forget, bring the answer to the question by commenting on the blogs. Woot! Haha!

Seeya later,

Alex Stew(not Stu) Lang

Cross Check the Failures of Donkey Kong! (It's in the Tax Report!)

After a few days of unblogged torture, I have decided to add a new blog. My favorite type of donkey is one that is actually a monkey. I decided that having all the food in the world will not change the way a person thinks. My eyebrows are eating my eyes out. It is always a time of day that interrupts the process of normal sleep. Unfortunately, I ran the back diagnosis of the screening test. College. Yes, I said the daring words of a senior in high school. College transforms. It changes the tactics a normal person has. Time management is a necessity, but it could easily not be a necessity. How though? You eat the soon to be desperate chocolate cake of life.
Street hockey sounds like a great sport for exercise, right? I think that I should probably start wrapping up...this present! Hah. My favorite invincible truck is the one that does not break. After years of determination, I have discovered the cure for biomedical skin technology. I watched a movie called Blade Runner today. I was actually getting into the movie. So much so, that I started to fall into the time setting and place. Once the movie was over, I went out into the hall of my dorm. Wow!
Everything almost just ended! The world seemed so strange and full of weird stuff. My thoughts were of what if everybody was a replicant(fake human robot sci-fi thingy). Of course, I have no reason to feel like this world should change dramatically after me watching one movie. It was actually a decent sci-fi picture. One of the great quotes of the movie is, "Wake up! It's time to die!" Scary quote, but sometimes just what you need to hear to love a movie.
Another great movie I read(get it), was the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. I watched it when the movie first came out in 2004, but I watched it again today. Awesome! I loved it much more the second time. It is even funnier when Jim Carrey is fighting with the little kids. I am glad that everything works out, even on the weirdest of days!
Jump off the top of a nickel, I will make a penny for that one!
Word.

Tis the Alex of the land of Lang.

Faretheewell(altogether).

Significant Time of Day! (Psh!) Or Night!

Resting on the pillows fit for clouds, I feel like the pillows are full of kites. Luckily, the ceiling is obviously not a storm or I would have felt some shocks! Wooh! So, just because blogs are suppose to be read and not be tired, I need to keep being random. You will not be interested if I keep rambling about the same thing. So, I bring up many different points. For those new at this, try to not think straight. Just let it come naturally. Notice the creepy air, yet delightful tune brought to you by Shiny Toy Guns. I love this remake. I am in a techno/remake mix right now. Who isn't though? Seagulls develop a sense of tripping on the universe if they ate bugs on the deep end. My new found friend is delicately supreme to the court. Of course, you might already know developing an open mind does not make things super easy. It makes it superbly easy! Hah! 4...3...2...1 Earth below us. Drifting, falling! Falling, falling! Notice the attention to no details on the upper roof of the mouth. Jon Lovitz could not ask for a better host. So, this is of course the other day from the other day isn't it? Well, do not get used to it. I have already warned you all! Beware the continuity of extreme measures. The next stage of my blog process is to have as many people read them. I just want people to know this feeling of randomness, yet completeness that I feel right now. Strings of thread rip the tendons on the pearly white teeth.
I actually wanted to make a certain point on this blog for some reason. Not because I feel this way about me, but more for all guys! (And I guess girls). Let me say, not us, that a guy invites a few friends that are girls over to the dorms for a movie party. Nothing about dating or such, but just friends. Everyone has movie party friends. No harm, right? Well, I think the worst part is for the guys on that same floor who randomly come out of their rooms. Now when a girl sees them, they think well he looks cool, but I should ask my friend. This is the part that aggravates me. If that person does not know all the people on the hall personally or at least on more than a first name basis, they have no right to judge them and tell their friends that are girls that the guy is quiet or weird. They have not hung out with them, so why should they be able to set the level of your rank. They shouldn't! Rawrgh! This is for all the guys and girls(just reverse those positions) because I am saying it for you all! Let me tell you, just break the bold and solve your situation. Best type of solution: randomness. Type of dress: Acid wash jeans. Good luck! Don't get any clay on your bomber jacket. I sure know that Iceman would be blazing the skies if he knew you ate crayons! Rawr!

Take care of your slippers,

Superiorly,

Doctor Lang(take two doses of crazy with a swig of insanity and you will be on your hands in no time!)

The Nineteenth of January-Obviously Not Today!

I am back! This year needs to more random than anything ever. Although I have done 100 blogs on my previous blog pages, I am ready for 100 more and plus! The question is....are you ready? Hahahahahaha! (Diminishing laugh). So, consider the following announcement. I understand you have been quite worried about my late arrival of new blogs. Well, starting my blogs up on a day you would all expect is not random. Random is random. I consider this to be a better year for randomness. 2010 holds many days, weeks, months, semesters, seasons, and endless amounts of time counting techniques. Be ready for a blog now, tomorrow, yesterday, formorrow, alomorrow, after the weekends, on the weekends, in between weekends, noon, midnight, morning, evening, afternoon, night, day, or at any breathing second. The fact that I made a blog every other day is not random. Who cares about that? Who really wants to come back knowing that the blog is already there and they can just read all of them at the end of the week? That is why I am changing it up. Now, whenever I think of something to type up, I will type it up. You dare challenge my authority of this blog? I already did, and I won. It is hard to take down the King of the Hill when you are King of the Hill. So, to continue with the understanding of new blogs, you will have to check every single day. I will leave hints and sometimes I will not. You all have the option to not read any until next month, but maybe I will not come out with a new blog until the month after this! Haha. Or maybe I will make another blog a minute after I wrote the latest blog. Can you deal with this randomocity? The fact that I can make that word up is perfectly random. Bring on the insanity. After all, I am only typing these blogs. I could care less about spell checking it. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha. Blogs are absolutely no reason to spell check. I hope that you all do not understand where this is coming from because you never will. I will review movies, music, news stories, events, games, stories, life, giraffes, elephants, penguins, ice, bottle caps, speakers, the inside of a nose, spasms, buttons, VCR's, stainless steel, lava, Hawaii, coconuts, bananas, HI!, hi, hello, hola, greetings, etc. If I could decide which superpower I received on January 19th on my 19th birthday, it would be the ability to make one person smile because of my blogs! Sometimes a mixture of random words will do the trick. Sometimes the sentimental feeling that one can have from obtaining new information from a sensitive person can make things all the more joyous. Or they could absolutely just make your brain broke. That is right! Blogs: Sentence structure need not apply! RAWR! The end.

Sincerely,
(Not doing sincerely all the time(not random(I have no clue why(I know you want me to answer it(Do not even(Please give some time(I am not telling you(Get over it))))))))

Ze Alex