Sillys fake diary entry #10

December 31, 1999

Dear Diary

I don't have much time to write today diary. I am to busy partying. This is new years eve after all. Its also the dawn of a new millennium. One thing I have to say though diary is the who Y2k thing does not scare me, no way.

I spent most of the day preparing for my new years eve bash(The big party). The party has some great food, if you think cookies are a food group. What can I say I like cookies, no I adore cookies. Hey its the holidays so why not spoil myself and my diet. Did I write diet, I am not on a diet diary no not me. I weigh the same now as I did when I graduated college, I swear. I mean I don't swear because I never swear, if that makes any sense. Party on diary and see you in the new year of 2000. Goodnight.

sillys fake diary entry #9

December 30 1999

Dear Diary

As promised dear diary I will update you today on what I did yesterday, so here it goes. Yesterday I was helping the cook, I will call him Mr. S taste test some new years sugar cookies so I needed to get up early so I could start tasting early, we needed to make a lot of cookies.

Did I say we needed to make a lot of cookies. I blew it. Ok diary I lied I was not tasting cookies all day I was making cookies all day because I am to cheap to hire a cook. I know what you are thinking diary, you are rich silly how can you be so cheap, well diary I did not get to be so wealthy by spending all my money and I think hiring someone to make new years sugar cookies is an extravagant waste of money.

Of course my person chef could have made the cookies but, I wanted to let her have the day off; That's the kink of nice guy I am.

Lets talk a little baking now diary. I found an old recipe for the cookies in my great grandmothers cook book years ago. I use powdered sugar for the icing. I carefully write the words happy new year on each cookies with the icing. Those cookies are a hit and you are the only person besides myself who knows that I make them. Everyone else thinks my chef makes them. Good night and sweet dreams diary. See you tomorrow.

Sillys fake diary entry #8

December 29, 2009

Dear Diary

I am tired today because I got up so early so this will be a short entry. Today I got up before the sun did. I was up at 5:00 am, I can't believe I got up that early. It was an amazingly busy day. Well, diary my energy is flagging so off to bed for me. I will tell you about today, tomorrow, ok.

sillys fake diary entry #7

December 28, 1999

Dear Diary

Sorry Diary but, I don't have much time to write I have got to get to bed early because I have a big day tomorrow. First of though I am sorry about the way I wrote to you yesterday dear diary I was angry and I should not have taken it out on you, please forgive me. Its my problem if I don't use anything I buy not yours.

Today I decided to cut loose and stop depriving myself. I should enjoy my wealth so with than in mind I was racing my Ferrari up and down my driveway today at the blistering pace of 20 miles per hour. Sure laugh if you want to but, its the first time I have driven that car since I brought it home three years ago, someday maybe I will even get up to driving the car 30 or 40 miles per hour.

Time for bed diary, goodnight.

Sillys fake diary entry #6

December 27, 2007

Dear Diary

What a wonderful day I had at the villa today. I was so excited to have my Ferrari back. I should have used the car and not let it sit around. Cars they need to be driven, so my mechanic tells me.

I let that thing sit in storage for a year because as you know dear diary I never like to use anything I buy because I might ruin it. But why even buy anything if I am not going to use it. The money would be better off in the bank accumulating interest rather than depreciating because as everyone knows thing get old and loose there value. I get so frustrated and angry at myself about not enjoying my wealth. I deprive myself all the time; like not driving the Ferrari, sleeping on the floor instead of my bed because I am afraid I will wear out my mattress, watch T.V. while sitting on my floor instead of my couch, and on and on you get the idea.

Well I was having a good day until I started writing this diary entry, now I am mad. I am going to the sleeping bag on my floor, good night.

P.S. Hey I do use one thing I bought the sleeping bag, cool. Goodnight. oh and I do watch the T.v.

Sillys fake diary entry #5

December 26, 1999

Dear Diary

Diary what an amazing three days it has been. I've been to my apartment, The silly compound as I wrote yesterday and now I am on my private 747 bound for my villa in Italy to bring in the new millennium. As regards the 747 diary some might say it is an extravagant waste of money, but I say it is a necessity for the 1990's jet setter. Now where was I before I got side tracked, oh yes Italy I am going to my villa for a week to start the new year off right.

It was an exhausting day today I got up at 8:30am and sat around watching Misses silly pack my luggage. And let me tell you it was stressful watching Maria pack my bags. She is a wonderful woman so I have heard but, she just can't be trusted to treat my expensive suits with the respect they deserve. She treats the rest of my clothes even worse. I won't go into how she treats my socks, its just to horrible to talk about. I yelled and I screamed at her and she finally got everything together for me by noon.

Then it was off to lunch at the airport and then I hopped on the plane and here I am now writing this letter over the ocean, although witch ocean I am over I can't tell you, I am no geographer.

Oh yea, I left the lovely misses silly at the silly compound, I don't want her around to spoil my R&R time. Off to bed, goodnight Diary.

Silly Supercoder.

My sweepstakes win over the past few days.

Last night I got an email saying I had won a $25 voucher. The voucher is good for purchases over $25 at the store that I won the voucher from, I think. And then a few days ago I won a dvd of a rolling stone concert. The dvd is called the rolling stones live; interestingly enough. And about a week ago I won my second twitter sweepstakes. The prize is coupons for some crystal lite Popsicles, Yay. December has been a good month for sweepstakes wins, Yay.

Sillys fake diary entry #4

December 25, 1999

Dear Diary

It was a slow day today at the silly compound or Casa silly as I and my friends like to call it. I woke up tired from all the partying last night; my head was pounding. When will I realize I am getting older and can't party hard anymore, probably never.

So as I was saying before I so rudely interrupted myself, is that because I was tired I went down to the guest house with my dog Thomas. Tom and I sat around the pool on chase lounges just staring into the water or looking at the pretty Japanese garden I just had installed down there.

I feel so much guilt about not working all day but, I was so tired and hungover I know I would have never gotten anything done. Sometime you need a little downtime. But with me its always go go go. I guess I need to let my hair down so to speak and relax once in awhile. Sweet dreams dear diary. I am going to bed to try to get some sleep. I am sure I will be up until three watching re-runs of lifestyles of the rich and famous. I love that show.

Silly fake diary entry #3

December 24, 1999

Dear Diary

I went to the the gym today. You know the one I own. As you know diary going to the gym once a week has been a habit of mine since I bought the place last week. A man has to stay in shape to feel good about himself.

One of my favorite things to do at Silly gym is to play some b ball. You know basketball diary. I am unstoppable when I am shooting by myself. I am as good as Steve Nash in that situation. I was hitting trays and driving to the hoop. Ok, so I never actually made it to the hope it was more like the free throw line.

You should have seen some of my dunks; 360's, one handed, reverse dunks. Ok, I lied I never actually dunked but, I think I did touch the net on some of my jumps. I did do a 360 though; I looked more like a ballerina than a basketball player twirling with one foot on the ground because I have like a three inch vertical jump. I love the gym. Good night, Diary

Silly Supercoder

Sillys fake diary entry #3

December 23 1999

Dear Diary

I could not sleep at all last night because I had the heat turned up to high when I went to bed at my usual time of three o'clock in the morning. I know big shock I could not sleep, I have told you before that I only get a few hours of restless sleep each nigh. I just can't shut down and relax because I have so many things to do. There are just to many things to do in the world. Yep.

Well anyway you know my motto dear diary when I have a night where I can't sleep at all, I say to myself hey if I can't sleep why should anyone else in my apartment building. So you can guess what happened next, Yep. I cranked up the volume of my stereo.

The album was my old favorite 14 shades of gray by staind my most favorite album ever. Needless to say my neighbors! did not like what I was doing. There was shouting "Stop that music" and pounding on my door but, I just ignored all that. Hey I don't care if they like me or ignore my when I walk up to my apartment. I don't want to talk to those people anyway. Its getting late diary and its past my bed time it's already 2:30 ha ha, so goodnight and if I don't sleep tight neither will the people in my building, ha.

Silly Fake diary entry #2

December 22 1999

Dear Diary

I have something to confess to you. You know how I like the Austin powers movies because I have told you so many, many times. Well I decided to name my cat after Dr. evil's cat.

So I named my cat Mr. gigglesworth. I did not realize until sometime later that I had heard the name wrong. Dr. evil's cat is called Mr. Bigglesworth but, I can't change the name now, oh well. Its just, its just that all my friends know I named my cat after Dr. evil's and when the come over and I call my cat Mr. gigglesworth they laugh. Oh it is horrible. I guess I should move the couch closer to the t.v. or turn up the volume both things I do not want to do. I am so embarrassed.

Yours truly

Silly Supercoder

Sillys fake diary entries

I have another bad idea. I want to start writing fake diary entries. The posts surprisingly will be called Silly's fake diary entries. How original. Don't waste your time reading these posts. If you want to read a good fake diary read the secret diary of Steve jobs its hilarious.

December 21 1999

Dear diary

Today I spent most of my day watching Austin powers on the huge 13 inch t.v. I have in my living room. I sat on the couch eating chocolate ice cream and snickers bars, my normal food when I watch my favorite movies. I am sure I would be able to see the t.v. if the couch was not 30 feet away from the television but, moving the couch is so much work I figure why bother.

Heck if I move the couch I might break a nail or even worse break a sweat and I just can't let those two things happen. Well dear diary it time to get back to watching the movie.

Silly Supercoder

fiction by silly. The quirky quarterback

Today I am going to write about Chad the quirky quarterback.

Chad had the typical life of a football star, if there is such a thing as a typical life for a football star. He stated playing pee wee football when he was six years old and by the time he was in junior high he was one of the top players on Extra point city's football team. In high school he skipped Junior varsity and went straight to playing Varsity. In high school he started out as a receiver and a corner back until one day coach Highstrong saw chad throwing some footballs before practice. Highstorng asked chad if he wanted to play quarter back and surprise, surprise chad said yes. That was chads sophomore year. By his senior year he was one of the least recruited players in the country. But Extra point state college took a chance and recruited him for their school quarterback position.

Now chad is waiting his turn to be the starting quarterback in college.

Chad would be a great quarterback except for one quirk he has which is that he will not throw to a receiver that is less than thirty yards down field. In other words chad likes to throw the long ball. The End. That was less than great. Oh Well.

Fiction by silly, Hank the Laptop

More horrible fiction from silly today. Here I go.

There once was a computer named hank who always wanted to be frank. Yes that is right folks the computer named hank also wanted to be called by the name frank, Other than that though he was a perfectly normal Laptop computer who disliked being moved around. To bad then that he was owned by Marsha who is a clown.

Marsha takes Hank all over the world, She entertains kings and queens and presidents and prime ministers. So she needed a good laptop computer and she choose hank.

Now a little about Frank, I mean Hank, he is sparkling red and fourteen inches wide by fourteen inches long and is eight inches high when his monitor is open to the viewing position.

One thing about hank is he is an underpowered laptop so he gets envious of the more powerful laptops that he hangs around on his trips abroad with Marsha. Sometime he feels so bad about himself. Ah the life of a computer. The End.

Two wins in the past few days.

I have won two sweepstakes prizes in the past couple of days. I won a mouse pad, skin lotion, and a roll of toilet paper from real simple. The other win is a coupon for a promax bar. December is shaping up to be a good month for me. Yay. I hope I win some more stuff before the year is over.

Wow 500+ posts

Wow I have written over 500 posts. I never thought I would see the day when that happened. My blog is really bad but, at least I can keep posting almost every day and that is something I can take pride in. I can't take pride in my writing though. Here's to another 500 posts hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray.

I will learn php

I know I have said this before but, I want to learn php so a few days ago I started reading practical php programming and this time I mean it when I say I am going to finish the book. It's high time I finish reading a programming book instead of just reading a few chapters and then quitting.

Fiction by silly, The haunted house

In today's fiction by silly post I am writing about The haunted house. Go silly.

The haunted house is a huge 19th century mansion with ivy covering most of the mansions exterior stone walls. It was built for the king of nowhere who once ruled over the little town where the mansion was built. Pete and Dee are the owners of the mansion now.

Pete and Dee had heard story's of the ghosts in the mansion but, never believed them until one night they heard the downstairs windows all open letting in a gust of wind. They ran down the spiral staircase to see what was happening and the moment they got downstairs the windows all slammed shut, there was no one in sight.

They ran frantically up the stairs and locked them selves in their bedroom and tried to forget the whole experience ever happened. They did not sleep a wink of course. The End. That's today's horrible fiction.

Fiction by silly , Trina the house wife

Today fiction by silly post will focus on Trina the house wife. Go Silly.

Its three am and everyone in the house is asleep except Trina. She is tossing and turning thinking about her husband. You see Tank left Trina recently.

Their problems came to a head when one night after dinner while Trina was cleaning the dishes in the sink and putting them on the drying rack after she finished cleaning them. Trina asked her husband Tank if he would dry the dishes with a kitchen towel.

That got Tank upset he started yelling and screaming. "I am not going to help you with the dishes Trina and he stormed out of the house. That was three weeks ago and Trina has not seen Tank since.

Which is why she is up tonight worrying about Tank and her marriage. "What if Tank leaves me with the children" Trina worries". "I don't want to be alone she keeps on thinking, I need tank". The End. That is the fiction by silly post for today.

Fiction by silly, bob the blade of grass

Today in my fiction by silly post I will write about Bob the blade of grass. Go silly go.

Bob the blade of grass was friends with fluffy the poodle until one day bob got mowed over by the lawnmower. Poor bob now his is in the compost pile decomposing along with the rest of the yard waste.

But bob was not always so unfortunate. He once lived in Ted's Back yard law for a year because ted was to lazy to mow any grass. "I will not mow any grass for one year" Ted said. So Ted did not mow his back lawn and bob grew to be over six feet tall.

Those were Bob's glory days. He had sun all day, fluffy to keep him company and when he got to hot there was always a breeze that came along to cool him down.

Then one day Ted decided it was time for him to get some exercise so he got his string trimmer working and started mowing the back lawn. It took Ted about three days until he mowed down bob and threw him into the compost pile. Poor bob. The End. That is today's fiction by silly post.

Fiction by sillly, Sid the shade tree

In today's fiction by silly post I am going to write about Sid the shade tree. Write silly write.

Sid the shade tree is a 150 foot tall oak tree. He is about one hundred years old. Sadly he is dieing now of a fungus from being in the shade of a house for most of the one hundred years of his life.

Sid was planted in the 1850's to provide shade for the owners of the farm he lives on. When he was a seedling there was nothing but open open field around him but, a house was built twenty feet from him in the 1860's precipitating the fungus problem.

Sid's not bitter about his misfortune though. He is glad he was able to shade the occupants of that house for generations, it gives him a sense of accomplishment. As Sid says himself "A tree cant live forever. That's today's fiction. The End.

Fiction by silly, Teddy the teddybear

Today's focus in my fiction by silly post is Teddy the teddy bear. Time to start writing.

Teddy is a teddy bear with short brown fake fur, a light brown circular patch of light brown fake fur on his stomach and the front of his arms and legs. He has red lips, a black button nose, and intense brown eyes.

Teddy and his owner Kyle are great buddies. They sing and play cards and tell jokes to each other. They always have a great time together.

I should say in the past the were friends because now Teddy sits in a box in the attic. You see Kyle is twenty years old and he moved out of his parents house when he was eighteen years old leaving teddy behind.

Poor teddy he was distraught when at ten years old kyle did not want to be his friend anymore. Kyle had discovered video games and moves and teddy was no longer entertaining to him. But teddy survives in his box in the attic. Its a peaceful and lonely existence. The End. That's all for today's fiction by silly post.

Fiction by silly, Tiny the red brick

Today fiction by silly focus on Tiny the red brick. Go Silly.

As a brick I am under a lot of stress. I have to hold up the bricks above me so the chimney that I belong to does not collapse.

Originally I came from the Old mansion on 4th and 35th street in uptown Broken. It was a grand old mansion with chandeliers made of gold, it was just fancy, I don't know any other way to say it. The mansion was torn down twenty years ago to make room for a parking lot for the new Brakes department store. How sad but, those things happen.

The company that tore down the house salvaged as much of the mansion as they could and threw the rest into the city dump, so I hear from the people who drop by my new house. I was one of the salvageable items so I am not in the dump.

Cindy and Met were remodeling their house and being cheap they asked the crew taking apart the mansion if the could use the bricks. That's how I got here.

A typical day for a brick like myself involves a lot of sitting around. You could say I am trapped ha ha. I spend a lot of time talking to Mindy the owners dog. She is a dash hound. She is very nice. My time is up. The End. Fiction by silly is done for today.

fiction by silly. Dork the doormat

For today's fiction by silly post I am writing about a doormat. Go silly go.

Dork the doormat was from a store in downtown Doormatville. He has been lying at the front door of the Neptunes for ten years without a scratch, tear, or hole to show for it because he is made of one inch thick rubber.

The Neptunes purchased Dork because their old doormat was showing signs of sever wear and tear, he had a huge hole and tear that could no longer could be ignored. Their old doormat also had a horrible attitude. He was rude and well just downright mean to everyone who entered the house. He would yell and scream and tell everyone he disliked them. So he had to got to the recycle bin. The Neptunes needles to say were happy to see him go.

Dork was just the opposite of the old doormat he made conversation and friends with everyone including the next door neighbors dog Henry. And let me tell you henry was hard to get along with he growled and barked at everyone but, he was always glad to see dork. The End. Well that is the end of today fiction by silly post.

fiction by silly, Jerry the Golf ball

In today's fiction by silly post I am writing about Jerry the golf ball. You go silly.

Hi I am Jerry and I am a golf ball. I am no longer an active golf ball which means I am no longer being used to play golf. I am in a golf ball retirement home which is a polite way of saying I am in the back of someones closet in a shoe box. Its a lonely existence but, I am no longer being hit with a club every day so its all good.

My active live was only about three months which is extraordinarily long for golf balls. My golfer was cheap so he used me until I was all used up. He played golf everyday of those three months at Ice kingdom in Poppy city. Poppy city is in the state of Flower in case you were wondering. Moving on, being a golf ball and being an active golf ball its, well, how should I put this, not something or a place you want to be. It hurts getting hit with a golf club. But I don't have to go through that anymore. I am free to live in this shoe box forever. How great.

That silly's fiction post for today, how terrible, oh well.

fiction by silly, The diary of a shoe

In today's fiction by silly post I am going to write about a shoe. Go silly go.

People think it is easy being a shoe. I can tell you from experience it's not. Let me introduce my self I am Sammy shoe. A work boot is the type of shoe I am. My brand is Strong As Steel. I came for strong as steel's original factor in downtown horseshoe. I am top of the line so I am very expensive, $300 expensive to be precise.

I was purchased by a woman name Nadine Thomas who work's construction here in horseshoe. She is thirty years old and is single. Enough about her this diary is about me the shoe remember.

I get no respect I can't even tell my story in my own diary. To bad I guess. I am tired of being taken for granted. Oh he is just a shoe, he should never have a bad day, he should always be happy. Well shoes are not always happy. My job it tough I have to support the weight of a 130 pound construction worker all day. That is hard. She never takes care of me I don't even get a spot to live in the house, I am left to sit out side all night and freeze. My time is up this is Sammy signing off.

So ends another fiction by silly post. Wow that was bad.

fiction by silly. The bar of chocolate

In today's fiction by silly post I will talk about the life of The bar of Chocolate. Go silly, go. I'll write this story from the end to the beginning.

"Oh no I am being eaten" said The bar of Chocolate. Cindy Mindy had just put the chocolate in her mouth. She picked up the chocolate for the counter of the self check out line at the store. Cindy had just finished shopping and was now ready to pay for her groceries. Cindy parked her car in front of the store and was now getting out of her car.

The bar of chocolate was sitting on the store shelves where it has been for the past few days. The chocolate delivery truck just delivered to Harry's hardware.

The choc late has just come off the assembly line. The chocolate is going through the assembly line. The cocoa is being pored into the hopper in preparation for some chocolate making at Lass's chocolate factory in downtown Cleveland. Today story tells about The chocolate bar.

That was a horrible post and so ends another fiction by silly story.

fiction by silly, Rex Run the race car driver

Today fiction by silly post will focus on a race car drive Rex Run. He is a race car driver but, not the NASCAR type of race car driver. Rex drove remote control race cars.

Ten years ago Rex got his first remote control car. It was pure joy once he took the ready to run car out of its box and put the rechargeable 7 volt battery pack in the car. He had to put batteries in the transmitter also. He spent those magical first few days racing the car around his garage and driveway. Sometime he would chase his cat Rocket with his new car.

The car model was a RunRun. It looked like a dune buggy but, was smaller than a real dune buggy of course. It has thin road tires on the front and wide dirt racing tires on the back. As far as speed goes it could reach ten miles an hour on the strait away after Rex installed the big engine.

Rex eventually built a track outside of his house where he practiced day and night on the pavement to perfect the skill that would one day lead to him wining the Racer Of The year title for the state of Racer.

Rex's rise to the top was meteoric. One week he was racing at home the next he was racing at the local track. Then six months later he had won The Racer Of the Year title. Sadly Rex retired shortly after his title to pursue his other hobbies which include painting, computer programming, jogging, stand up comedy, and knitting. Rex what an interesting person.

So ends another fiction by silly post. My stories are horrible but I am having fun writing stories in ten minutes plus five for editing. Whew.

I have two wins to report

On November thirtieth after I finished writing my sweepstakes wins of November post I went to go read my emails and saw a winning notification. I won another book. It's called The red door. I can't wait to read it. I love reading so it is always nice to win books.

Then on December third I got an email saying I won a pair of lee jeans. Yay. Now I have a pair of pants for the shirts I won last year. I hope I get many sweepstakes prizes this month. I need to beat last years win total and I am way behind. I have a lot of catching up to do.

fiction by silly, The car

In today's fiction by silly post I will try to describe a car. Go silly go vrooom.

The tires are sports tires so they don't have much sidewall and are wide. The rims are ordinary looking and are covered in chrome.

The car body is low to the ground, ten feet long and four feet wide, it look like a 1970's ford grand torino but, its not. The body is painted dark purple which really looks great with chrome wheels.

The interior. The bucket seats are covered in fake fur. The fur is white with streaks of black similar in look to a white tiger. The dash board is covered in black leather. The dash has a speedometer, tachometer, oil pressure gauge and some warning lights in case something goes wrong with the engine or brakes.

Lastly comes the engine. It is 427 horse power with 500 pound feet of torque. One interesting thing about the engine is that it runs on diesel. That old engine make the car get up to sixty miles per hour in 7.0 seconds no bad for a twenty year old classic car. Oh yes the car is a 1989 silly mobile. 100 were made. What a classic.

Today fiction by silly post is done.

fiction by silly, The couch

Fiction by silly. Today I will try to describe a couch just using my words.

The Couch has two seats that are over stuffed with cotton for cushioning, It's five feet long, was purchased from a high class furniture shop in upstate Couchville. It is four feet high at the back and two and a half feet high at the cushions.

The couch is covered in black leather from the hide of a cow. It's decorated with copper in the shape of a candy cane on the from of the arm rests. The arm rests are one foot above the cushions of the couch.

The Black leather couch is five years old so it is slightly worn on the front of the arm rests but other than that slight amount of wear it is in good shape. And that is the Couch. This post was not good, oops.

fiction by silly. Sock puppet theater

In today's fiction by silly post I will write a story about sock puppet theater. I am not writing the story from the end to the beginning today. Go silly.

Sock puppet theater was created by Silly(no relation) in the year 1970 in the town of puppet. Silly was the one and only performer for the theater until he married Milly.

Sock puppet theater played all if its performances in an open field behind Sam the Dudes house. Sam was the richest man in the town of puppet. The theater did three shows a week on holidays and one show a week during the rest of the year.

The theater behind Sam's house was nothing more than an open field as I said before, with a curtain covered table. Silly and eventually Milly could hide behind the table to do their sock puppet thing.

Oh the theater did not make any money but, silly did not care because he was doing what he loved performing in front of a live audience with his sock puppets. The audience was full of puppets by the way because puppet had a large population of puppets.

Eventually Silly and Milly bought a dude ranch and retired from performing with their sock puppets. They lived happily ever after. The end.

fiction by silly. Ted the poker playing hamster

Today fiction is about a poker playing hamster named Ted. Silly go. Today I will try to wrte this story from the end to the beginning.

Silly's done good night. "I am so glad to have won the hamster poker tournament" said ted. Ted is at the final table with all aces. After winning seven straight games of poker ted is almost a champion.

Ted is playing at the poker tournament tonight in front of a large crowd at the Las Vegas Times hotel and casino. The hamster has just flown in from his home in Alaska.

Ted has just finished practicing his poker. Now it is time for ted to play some poker after running on his wheel all day.

Ted the hamster was brought home today by his owner Patricia. Patricia bought ted for fifty dollars and is now ready to take ted home.

Patricia is driving in her red car to the pet store because she has decided to by a hamster.

There is a poker playing hamper named ted an I want to Tell his story.

Ok so it was not good but, I want to keep writing story's backward because it is fun. And who knows some day I could get good at writing that way. Ok probably not.

ficton by silly. Getty the grape vine

Today what no one has been waiting for more fiction by silly. I have got ten minutes to write a story and five minutes to edit it. Fifteen minutes total. Time to start writing.

Getty the grape vine started life as a grape at a seed company. He was three years old when he was dug up and sent, bare root to Simone's farm to be planted as a replacement for a grape that had died from a fungus.

"It's been a wonderful fifty years on the farm" Getty told me in an interview for gone grape monthly magazine. Here is part of our interview: How old are you Getty? "I'am sixty years old in November Getty said.

What is the worst winter you can remember out here on the farm? "It would have to be the winter of 1965. There was a blizzard and five feet of snow. I thought I would be killed off by all the cold weather but, somehow I made it out of that winter alive.

And my final question to you Getty is. What is your favorite food? "Well mister interviewer that would have to be cow manure with some bat guano. It really makes me groww, you should she how green my leaves are after I eat that.

Well that is all the time we have for are interview. Thank you for your time Getty. It was nothing mister interviewer Getty said.

Another masterpiece of fiction by yours truly silly supercoder. Ok so it was not a master piece but I wrote the story fast.

fiction by silly. Larry the LCD computer monitor complains

I have come up with a new idea. It has been taking me about a half an hour to write the last few story's and I can't waste that amount of time writing bad story's. So what I want to do is limit myself to ten minutes per story. It will be interesting to see what I can write in ten minutes or less. I will allow myself another five minutes to edit what I wrote. So fifteen minutes total. Time to start writing

Hi I am Larry the LCD computer monitor and I want to complain. First let me start by saying I am a twenty one inch monitor and I am colored bright green.

Now on to my complaints. Number one people are always staring at me. Staring makes me nervous. Could you perhaps once in a while look away from me all that staring is taking a toll.

The next complaint I have is: why do I have to be on almost all the time during the day. I need my rest and I am not a night LCD. I am restless all night and can't sleep a wink so I am tired when you get up to turn me on in the morning. So I want some sleep during the day so turn me off once in awhile during the day time.

And finally you always take me for granted and never say thank you. I work hard staying in tip top LCD shape so show me some appreciation every so often. I am Larry the LCD computer monitor and I am an done complaining. Wow it felt good to get all that off my plastic screen.

Silly's done, writing fiction for today.

2 sweepstakes prizes in November

In November I won two sweepstakes prizes. I won a box of little Debbie's cupcakes. I also won my first twitter sweepstakes, a $25 dollar gift card. I am glad to have won my first twitter sweepstakes.

One more month to go in 2009. I am still ten or so wins behind last years total. So I hope December will be a winning month. Let's go December.

fiction by silly. Pete Pencil

More fiction today. Instead or writing a story over several posts I want to try to write a complete story in one blog post. And away we I go.

The Life of Pete Pencil was short and illustrious. Pete is a number 2 pencil painted red. He was created in the famous Parker Pencil located in graphite city. He is made of mahogany, and has a graphite center, is smooth, and was made by skilled pencil makers who's family's had been making pencils for generations.

On day an obscure artist known by the name of Rachael Rocks dropped by Parker Pencil and purchased Pete along with sevel other pencils. The packaging that Parker Pencil sold their pencils in was exquisite: a mahogany box with Parker Pencil The greatest pencil maker in the world on the front. The box had a clear coat of varnish on it.

Rachael took Pete and the other pencils home to here studio in a suburb of graphite city. The studio was a sight to see with its green carpeting and Hot pink walls. It was furnished with a silky smooth bright green couch and big screen t.v. plus a queen size bed. The were no kitchen appliances because Rachael did not cook she always went out to eat. Even if she wanted to cook she had no time to because she was always busy on some new art project. Art was her life.

Shortly after Rachael brought Pete home she began the pencil drawing that would make Pete famous.

The famous pencil work was Rachael's portrait of her cat Music a white fluff ball as Rachael referred to him. Music was a menace. He was moody. He could be sitting on you lap one minute and scratching you the next. He acted like he was better than everyone most of the time but, he made a great subject as a portrait because he was a very pretty cat.

One of Rachael's customers saw her drawing of Music and said she should enter it in the cat portrait of the year contest sponsored every year by Kitty band cat food. Her entry was up against fifty other drawings most of them created by famous artists. But miraculously our lady Rachael won. She thanked the judges profusely and accepted the 10,000 dollar grand prize with a smile on her face. She spent the prize money on a new 1980 ford, she loved that car until she got in a wreck at a stop light that totaled the car.

And Pete he was the Pencil she used to draw that winning portrait. He was worn down to a nub by the time Rachael won the contest so he was nearing the end of his useful life anyway so he was sent to the golden cup, which is a cup just for Pete to stay during his retirement years. The golden cup is where Pete is today thirty years after that amazing victory. Rachael checks to make sure he is fine every so often and all the memories of so many years ago come alive to her again. The end.

Fiction by silly. Baxter the band member

More impressive writing today. I know everyone is dying to read more about baxter fuzz-overdrive or is it overdrive-fuzz, who cares.

The next morning baxter had a fight with his mother betty about baxter being out so late the night before. Betty said "Baxter why were you out so late you know you have a nine o'clock curfew". "Mom I am to old to have a curfew, I am moving out of the house". "Oh no you are not" betty said. "Yes I am" baxter said.

Oh it was a nasty fight they had. Afterword baxter stormed up to his room and packed a duffel bag of clothes then grabbed his guitar and computer and said a icy goodbye to betty. "Fine you leave" betty said "but you will never make it on your own you hear me baxter fuzz-overdrive, never" betty said.

After rushing out of the house baxter though why not ruin someones day I will go to the flamingo and play some music. To bad the The Loud Mouths were playing on stage at the flaming, but buster did not care, he stormed up on stage and told The Loud Mouths to leave or he would hit all of them over the head with his guitar. Oh baxter was so mean to everyone he met. Security threatened baxter but, he would not leave so he was allowed to play his set to every ones delight.

When baxter was done with the set he stayed to watch the loud mouth's finish their set. The Loud mouth's cursed baxter, yelled and screamed at him but, he did not care.

Tragedy struck next. Everyone had left the flamingo because of baxter and also it was getting late. Baxter found a slice of pizza on a table. So he took a bite and as he stated to swallow his food he stated choking. It was horrible he turned every shade of the rainbow until two minutes later when he died. Baxter choked to death is what is said on his tombstone. It horrible to say this but, no one in music city missed baxter. He was twenty years old when died. I bet you did not see that comming. The end. Silly's done, goodnight.

Fiction by silly. Baxter the band member

Continuing on with my great story.

For gigs baxter decided rather than sending tapes of his music to clubs he would storm into the club and start playing even if there was another band on stage that night. Baxter loved bossing people around but, he hatted asking. That might be why he had no friends.

For the Misspelled words first gig baxter traveled to the Marmalade in downtown music city. The marmalade was locally famous for their horrible tasting marmalade. The night baxter decided to play at the marmalade there already was a band scheduled to play so baxter had to do something so he pretended he was a friend of the owner of the marmalade and told the band to get out because they were not needed anymore.

Now that the other band was out of the way baxter had a gig. He snuck up on stage with his laptop and stated playing his music, he did not bring his guitar to this gig because he had to be incognito. Security was about to throw baxter out when the manager of the marmalade said wait this guy's music sounds good, let him stay. And stay baxter did for the next three hours playing his outer space music as he called it. He received wild applause throughout the performance. Then after the performance the manger said you were good but, don't ever come to this club again, you will be thrown out immediately.

Baxter returned home at twelve o'clock and went straight to bed.

Wow my writing is really bad. Silly's done, goodnight.

Fiction by silly. Baxter the band member

So now we come to the point in Baxter's life when he created the Misspelled words. In a fit of loneliness, locked up in his attic room baxter came upon the idea to use his computer to create music. He had it all laid out in his head he would write the songs and play the guitar and program his computer to play drums, and bass. Oh lucky for baxter he had a laptop so he could easily carry his computer.

Yep old baxter whiped up a program in open object rexx to do what he needed. It didn't take him long because he was a top notch programmer unlike you narrator silly superCoder.

Now after cumming up with the band idea baxter had to find gigs and a ride. For his transportation to and from gigs he considered bob's 1972 el comino but, decided against using it because baxter was cheap and he did not want to pay for gas. So baxter finally decided on a ten speed bicycle he bought at music Mart in downtown music city. He Made a small trailer to go behind the bike so he could sleep on the road. It was not comfortable but, it was cheap and baxter liked that.

Silly's done for today, goodnight.

This post will put you to sleep

I have not had much time to program in the past few days. I don't even remember the last time I used blender. I need to stat using blender and programming more otherwise I will never get any better. I didn't have much to write today. Silly's done, goodnight.

475 post

Wow I have written 475 posts let me be the first to congratulate myself on this wonderful milestone. I am awesome. That's a lot of bad posts. Of course it doesn't matter if they are bad posts. I am glad I have made it this long and not got discouraged and quit blogging because no one reads what I write. That's all silly's done. goodnight

I got my first win of November. I won a box of cupcakes

Today in the mail I received a coupon for a box of Little Debbie cupcakes from the Little Debbie cupcakes share-a-thon giveaway. It always nice to win sweets.I was beginning to think I would not win in November after having such a great month in October. I wonder if I will get another win this moth, I hope so.

Fiction by silly. Baxter the band member

Today continuing Baxter the band member

Betty Fuzz was very pretty with high cheek bones and full lips. She also had a laugh the would ingratiate everyone around her. Why is she so mean no one knows.

Baxter's real name is Baxter fuzz-overdrive. He is an only child who craved nothing so much at to be left alone in total silence in front of his computer so he could think about music. He disliked attention from his parents and to this day has no friends. He has never dated or had anyone special and does not want to. He lives for his music and his classic car collection.

Baxter school years were pretty ordinary. He loved learning and read any book he could get his hands on. He was valedictorian of his class. Baxter though he was no genius he just worked harder then everyone else.

After high school he took a year off to start the band before he went to music city college.

Silly's done for today, more fiction tomorrow. goodnight

I want to fool around with ruby

I already had the book of ruby on my computer but, I thought maybe it was updated so I went to the book of ruby website and downloaded the book and unzipped it. I read a page or two and you know what I don't think the book has been updated since I first downloaded it. Oh well, it was not a big download anyway.

Why am I writing about the book of ruby you ask, OK so you didn't ask, well I want to learn ruby, well because I want to learn some ruby. I think I am trying to learn to many programming languages again. SO naturally I won't lean any language. Oh well big deal, it's fun to learn programming languages.

Fiction by silly. Baxter the band member

Today it's more terrible fiction by silly. My subject is Baxter the band member. Silly go.

Baxter is a member of the band the Misspelled words a band formed in a garage in 1992. Baxter is the lead guitarist for the band and he also writes all the songs for the group. Actually Baxter is the only member of the band because he uses his computer for the drums, and bass. Baxter is the band.

Lets start from the beginning. Baxter the band member was born into a middle class family on the lower east side of musician city. His father was Bob Overdrive a welder by trade. Bob was an arc welder who helped build many buildings in music city. Bob was easy going and never had a bad word to say about anyone. He was 5'5" tall with a beard and coke bottle glasses.

Baxter's mother was Betty Fuzz a 5'10" brunette with long wavy hair. She was just the opposite of Bob. She was loud, she said bad things to say about everyone and no one had anything nice to say about her. Betty was also a welder by trade but she made art not buildings like Bob.

That's all the fiction for today. Silly out.

Blender, I need to use it more

I am itching to start making a car with blender but, I have not had the time to do it. The only way I am going to get better at making 3d objects is by making 3d objects.

The same goes for programming I have not been practicing my programming like I want to. So many things I want to do and not enough time to do everything. This wonderful post is over. Silly's done, goodnight.

What type of car I will create, hopefully

I don't feel like writing a story so I will talk about what type of car I want to model first. So anyway the first car I want to model is a Zaz 965. I have never heard of a zaz before but, the name starts with a Z so that is what I am modeling. I hope I can set up the blueprints right so I can model the car, wish me luck.

And another thing, I hope to start writing two posts a day soon because I said I would write two posts a day and I will do what I said.

More talk about a website

I think today I will talk about my website or more accurately my soon to be website. I have probably written all this before but, who cares no one will ever read this anyway.

I am sure you are supposed to have content before you figure out what type of layout you want. I always get stuck thinking that there are only two or three column websites but, there are more website layout than those two. Instead of a three column website I want to put up a horizontal scrolling website just to be different. Of course I need to get a website put up instead of just talking about putting a website up. What a great post, not. Sillys done, goodnight.

fiction by silly. Sharon Sheetrock

Today the story is about Sharon Sheetrock a piece of sheet rock in a house in the upscale part of Lumber city.The house that Sharon is in a 1950's style ranch house with plaster on the pink walls.

Larry the owner of the house that Sharon lives in is in his mid fifties. He is six feet two inches tall, heavy set with a round face, glasses, and graying blond hair. Larry is married to deb but they live apart because they can't get along and they don't want to get a divorce so it is separate houses in separate states for each of them. Poor Larry.

Sharon has been in Larry's house twenty years. She was put in when Larry was remodeling. Sharon is in the game room where Larry entertains many famous people throughout the week and has seen everything. Ms. Sheetrock is three feet by three feet and covered with plaster and pink paint and yet she can see everything that goes on in that game room.

One fascinating scene took place on the night of October 31, 1983 during a poker game when a millionaire who was loosing badly and lost his temper and overturned the poker table then ransacked the game room fortunately sparing Sharon. He was invited back to Larry's party's though because Larry and the millionaire have been friends since kindergarten.

Life as a piece of sheet rock is pretty boring and so is this story so silly will end it now. Silly done, goodnight.

I know what I won from the dailyspin2win instant

Today I found out what I won from upromise's Dailyspin2Win game. I won a reusable shopping bag, some kind of clip, a hat, a piggy bank, a water bottle, and a pen. What a nice surprise.

Computer problems

A few days ago my browser started going slow while I was entering sweepstakes. So slow that I only entered about sixty sweepstakes and gave up trying to enter any more daily entry sweepstakes for that day. Later I did try to enter instant wins but, I did not get through my list of instants either.

To hopefully fix the computer problem I ran check disk and defragmented my hard drive which took a couple of hours so I did not have time to read my Rss feeds or some email that day. In fact I did not read my RSS feeds for two or three days so I got behind and just today got caught up. So I have not had the time to program with my computer frustrations but, I want to get back to reading programming books and tutorials. I want to be a programmer so I need to get back programming.

fiction by silly. Hank the gold fish

Today for my fiction by silly post I will write about hank the gold fish. I don't know much about fish but, I will write about fish anyway even though if I knew something about fish the story might turn out better. Silly start writing now.

Hank is a gold fish, he is about half an inch long and a quarter of an inch wide, light orange in color with pin hole eyes and a mouth. Hank lives in a fish tank which is located in his owners house which is located in bebop city which is located in the state of Oregon.

Hank was purchased by his owner at Goldie's gold fish emporium on main street in downtown bebop city. He was purchased at the bargain price of five dollars because Goldie's gold fish emporium was having a buy two gold fish for the price of one sale. The other fish that Sam, hanks owner purchased that day is named Sam.

This is an exciting story and I know you cant wait for it to end. Hank's fish bowl is oval and decorated the way he likes it with lots of plants and gravel. Oh yes hank loves to hid in the plants all day long. That is all for this wonderful story. The end. Silly is done writing fiction for today. Good evening.

Today I decided to cut back on daily entry sweeps

Today I decided to cut back on the number of daily entry sweepstakes I enter. I was entering 260 daily entry sweepstakes and now I will enter 170. I will have about an hour of extra free time now that I don't have to enter those ninety extra sweepstakes daily. Not a lot of extra free time but, it is a little.

It my day to complain

I know I have written about all the bookmarks I have, but I don't think I have written about all the starred items I have in google reader. when I read through my RSS feeds in google reader I used to click on the link to the story and bookmark the article so I could read it later. That is how I ended up with a lot of bookmarks. Now instead of bookmarking an article I star it instead.

So instead of ending up with lots of bookmarks I end up with a lot of starred items to look though. I cant win. I have so many starred items I don't think I will ever get though them all. Although maybe I can read them all with a lot of effort. I know I will try to read every starred item. Why do I try want to read so much stuff. woo is me, woo is me. Sillys done, goodnight.

fiction by silly. Pete the lonely pine tree

Today I will write about Pete the lonely pine tree. I just thought the subject I will be writing about up a few minutes ago and I am sure it will show in the writing. Here I go.

Hello my name is peter and I am a pine tree. I live at Lunar farms which is located on the moon between galaxy car wash and the hyper drive cafe. Lunar pine tree farm was founded in 2050 by some of the first settlers on the moon. Lunar pine tree farm is housed in a giant round geodesic dome. It has to be heated artificially lighted to mimic the conditions pine trees would find on earth. It takes a lot of electricity to run the farm but, all the energy is worth it. So I hear.

On to my story. I was planted fifteen years after Lunars founding. Today is December 21, 2100 so I am thirty years old. In my time I have seen many trees cut down for trees for the holidays. I tell you I never get over seeing my buddies get sawed down and taken away. It is depressing.

Take for instance Ted Pine he was one of my best buddies until the day he got cut down during the holiday season of 2095. He knew what would happen to him after two weeks of being in someones house he would be turned into compost for Lunar farms fifty pine trees. Oh he took his fate so well he never cried. And I know what your thinking dear readers pine trees cant cry oh yes they can take it from a pine tree who knows. I have cried on many occasions when my buddies are cut down.

Sure the trees that are cut get replaced by young saplings. It not the same talking to the young saps though. All the saps are into is joking around they are not like us older trees who like to talk about serious things. We old ones take about who we think will be cut down next. That is serious stuff.

The holiday season is coming up and there are only to older trees left that are my age. They are my friends and they will probably get cut down and turned into compost this year. Oh I will be so lonely without them because they are the only trees I can talk to. All my buddy's will be gone, all my buddies will be gone. I hope I get cut down this year but, I probably will not because the owner likes me and I will probably live out my natural life. With all my buddies gone, gone I tell you. I am Pete the lonely pine tree, soon to be the only old pine tree at Lunar farms and that is all. Pete the lonely pine tree is done.

I am repeating myself again

I have probably written this a few times before but, I will write it again anyway. I want to put up a website and take screenshots of it then I will put the screenshots on this blog so that I can remember all the changes I made to the website. I hope I do what I say I want to do because I think it will be fun.

fiction by silly. An hour in the life of Boris Beach

More fiction written by me, silly. Today's fiction is about a man named Boris who wants to be a surfer but, he can't surf. So he carries around his surfboard around on the beach without ever getting into the water to surf. He is also terrified of the water.

• Boris Beach
• July 1, 1965
• Dearest diary

I got up as usual at 9:00am. After showering and eating breakfast it was time for another argument with my girlfriend Beatrice. She has been so upset since I left my programming job at the university for a year off. I said to her that I will go back to my job as a FORTRAN programmer but, I have a life long dream to surf. Then she said "how can you be a surfer when you are terrified of the water Boris.

I said "hey my last name is beach so I was born to be a surfer". She laughed at me and said "nice reasoning Boris, ha ha". Then if I recall correctly she said "Boris get out of this house I never want to see you again." Ah Beatrice always says that but, by evening she comes down to the beach to get me for dinner.

After our little fight I went down to the beach which is within walking distance of our rental house on beach drive. Of course I also brought my surfboard along. By now its 9:30am. I reason that although I am afraid of the water that if I want to be a surfer I need to act like I am a surfer then maybe within a few months I will be able to surf.

From 9:30am to 9:45am I walked up and down the beach carrying my 20 foot wooden surfboard that I got from Bud surf shop in Beach city. Man that board is heavy. My feet and shoulders ache after fifteen minutes of carrying that thing.

And from 9:45am to 10:00am I put the surf board down on the beach and hopped on it to practice my surfing stance. I am getting better because now I am not falling of the board like I used to. I know I suck, falling of a surf board when it is perfectly still is not good but, as I said I don't do that anymore. At 10:00am I am went off to the bar on Beach drive. That is all dearest diary Boris.

fiction by silly. A day in the life of Marcus marble

Today I thought it would be fun to write fiction about a day in the life of a marble. So here I go.

Marcus Marble

October 26, 1972

11:00pm EST

Today I woke up as usual at about 5:00am. Its a pain to wake up so early because all the other marbles in the box I live in do not awake until 7:00am so I have to stay still so as not to wake everyone up. So from 5 to 7 in the morning I lie awake thinking of nothing in particular, what a waste.

At 7:00 as normally happens my owner teddy the seven year old as I call him empties the contents of the marble box I live in onto the floor of his room so he can roll all us marbles around. It hurts to be rolled into other marbles at high speed but, I can't complain because I cant talk I am just a marble. After a half an hour of being rolled around by teddy all us marbles were gathered up and put into are box because teddy had to go eat breakfast and then go to school. I only had to work for half an hour today horray.

The rest of the day after we were put back in our box was made up of conversation. Wow we marbles had a lot to talk about today but, I don't want to put that stuff in my diary so I won't.

So that was my day today dear diary, work for half an hour and then talking to my fellow marbles the rest of the day. It was great fun.

• Marcus Marbles

I want to make cars using blender

Yesterday while browsing through car blueprints at the-blueprints.com I thought to myself I want to make cars using blender so why not make one car of each make on the website. I will start with the letter z. I am not sure if I will accomplish that or how long it will take me to make that many cars but, why not give it a try. I definitely need more practice working with blender and if I make cars I am sure I will use blender more.

Things I will accomplish, hopefully

On my blog I want to write a fiction post and a programming or computer graphics post every day for total of two posts a day. I had fun writing fiction even though I do not think it was good fiction so I want to keep writing fiction but, I also want to make sure I keep posting about my adventures in computer programming and computer graphics. I also think the more posts I write the better I will get a writing.

I also want to do some of the things I said I wanted to do like try tcl, or accomplish some of the goals I said I wanted to accomplish and then said I did not have any interest in accomplishing.

fiction by silly. bobby the block continued

It was a five inch thick door and it was painted dark brown. The door was part of the Money hotel for years. But sadly the door got attacked by termites and had to be replaced. I was the only part of the door the was not rotted, lucky for me huh.

As part of the big door I say many famous people walk in and out of the Money. Some of the famous I saw were: Dan Dimes, Dudley Dimes, Letisha Money - Maria's mother, Jim Money - Maria's uncle, Ted silverdollar - The famous stage actor. Those are just a few of the wealthy people I saw at the money. Being a part of a door at a famous hotel did have its excitement but, it was so noisy with all those people I did not have any quiet time.

After I was removed from the big door I sat in a storage shed that was at the back of the Money Hotel for years. Being in that shed was a dull although peaceful time in my life.

Then after the shed I moved to where I am today Larry's Car Repair On dollar city Ave. Poor me I am a measly door stop, but I am around people again after being alone so I am happy. Oh yes and there is one thing I love about Larry's, I get to see Maria Money every few months. She is in her fifty's now and as beautiful and kind as ever. Bobby's done back to you narrator

Thanks bobby. Bobby quarters died at the age of eighty at the money hotel. A few days before his death he was as spry as ever then one day he did not come out of his room so maria got worried and went into his room to see what was wrong. She found bobby awake and alert but, bobby said he was to weak to get out of bed. Maria wanted to call a doctor but, bobby said "don't bother I know I am dying". Maria spread the word that bobby was on his last legs so people came by and wanted to say goodby, but bobby refused to see them. He only wanted to talk to maria.

And talk he did to maria for the final forty eight hours of his life. They talked about books, politics, life, and death. And then sadly on February 01, 1930 bobby took his last breath. He was buried under a tree at the Money Hotel. He did not want a funeral so there was none. He left all his worldly belonging to his one true love Maria Money.

And so ends bobby The Block

fiction by silly. bobby the block continued

Alright now it is time to get to the main character of this story bobby the block. The narrator will step aside and let bobby tell his story. Bobby take it away.

I was born in a redwood forest on the coast of norther California. As part of the only oak tree in that forest for over one hundred years. Then one day the tree was cut down and cut up at a lumber mill.

Some of the wood from the oak tree was turned into the big front door at the money hotel. I happened to a part of the oak tree that was made into that door.

I remember the day the lumber meaning me, was taken to the Money Hotel. I was loaded onto a large cart pulled by mules at the lumber mill and taken the thirty miles or so to dollar city and the money hotel. Back in those days things were not prefabricated, well if things were prefabricated they were not in dollar city. So the door was made on the site of the money. It took the workmen three days to cut, glue and paint the door for the hotel. It was one of the finest doors in dollar city.

Silly's done for today more tomorrow, goodnight.

Fiction by silly. Bobby Block continued

Yes bobby and maria grew fond of each other. Even though they both made the decision to never get married to anyone and bobby was more into his hobbies than relationships they both had a longing for a deep connection with another human being. The type of relationship where you can go to someone with you problems or you just enjoy being around that person.

They enjoyed many nights by the fireplace in the money hotels lobby talking about the latest book they each were reading, and politics. What wonderful days those were.

Bobby after several months was finally able to walk again so maria did not need to take care of him anymore. So life returned to the way it was before bobby broke his leg. Oh sure he and maria would exchange a warm smile now and then as they walked past each other but, the warmth was gone.

Maria often thought about going to bobby's room and saying hi. But she never had a conversation longer than a few words with bobby again until just before he died. Bobby also thought about striking up a conversation with maria but, he thought she probably did not miss him and would not want to talk to him anyway so he never attempted to talk to maria. Life went on that way between bobby and maria for the next twenty years until bobby was on his death bed.

More tomorrow. Silly done, goodnight.

Today some programming talk

The last time I wrote about programming I said that I was focusing on learning squeak. Well that has changed. I am still reading through squeak by example but, now I have decided after all these years to put up a website so I will also try and learn php, jquery, html, css.

Continuing on the subject of php the other day I was reading through a php tutorial about using php with html forms. So I wanted to see what the php looked like in a browser instead of the command line. I opened the file in a browser and filled out the form and hit the submit button but, the php did not work.

I copied the code from the tutorial but, the php did not execute again. I though what in the world is going on. After awhile I figured out why the script was not working. It did not work because my browser does not run php. After I found the problem I put the web pages on indigoAMPP and the script worked.

Tomorrow more bobby the block talk. Silly's done, goodnight.

October 2009 is over

And what a great month it was. I won seven times in October. I needed a month like October to get my win total up. I had won fifteen times this year before October but, now I have twenty one wins, yay. I need fourteen more wins this year to match last years win total. Bring on the wins.

Fiction by silly. Bobby Block continued

Now for the sappy love story. Bobby quarters moved into the hotel three days after he bought it. So now there were only 13 hotel rooms free. Bobby moving into the hotel meant that he would have to see the gorgeous Maria a few times a day. At this point neither maria nor bobby liked each other but, they were polite to each other when they saw one another.

Then one day maria's cat penny got trapped high up in a tree behind the hotel and no one could figure out how to get the cat down. Along came bobby. He climbed that ten foot tree with his bare hands and feet so he could get to the helpless little kitty. As bobby was climbing back down tragedy struck. Bobby had a mild heart attack which caused him drop penny. Bobby fell five feet and broke his leg. Penny was fine because well cats always land on there feet. Oh but, poor bobby he was in bad shape with that broken leg at his advanced age.

He had to have a cast put on his leg and was laid up for months. He needed someone to watch over him so he decided to hire a nurse but, maria would not have it she wanted to look after bobby because he had saved her Siamese kitty. Bobby would have rather hired a nurse but, maria wanted to look after him so badly how could he refuse.

So bobby and maria got to know each other better by being around on another so much during bobby's recuperation. For instance maria learned that bobby like to tell jokes, his favorite candy was peanut brittle, steak and mashed potatoes was his favorite meal, he liked to put hot sauce on everything, she also leaned that he was an avid reader.

Bobby learned that maria was also an avid reader, liked turkey and mashed potatoes for dinner, her favorite desert was tapioca pudding, and bobby also learned that maria had absolutely no sense of humor she laughed at nothing. But he saw that maria enjoyed his attempts feeble as they were to make her laugh. The grew fond of each other as the months progressed.

More tomorrow. Silly's done, goodnight.

Fiction by silly. Bobby Block continued

Maria Money's father died in 1910 when she was in her early 20's. She was an only child and her mother had died years before in child birth so she was the sole heir to the Money family fortune.

She used her new wealth to start her soup kitchen and buy the clothes for the needy. But soon the fortune went dry because maria was an extremely giving person and gave money to anyone who said they need help.

So after almost everything was gone the only thing she had to sell was the Money Hotel but, she had lived in the hotel since childhood so one of the conditions of the sale was that she would be able to live in the hotel rent free for the rest of her life. Which meant that who ever bought the hotel would only have 14 rooms to rent out.

Maria living in the hotel also meant that she wanted to find someone to buy the it that she could get along with. But poor maria did not have much time before the debt collectors came to take the hotel so she needed to sell quick.

Along came Bobby quarters an old millionaire who wanted to buy the hotel. Even though bobby and maria had both lived in dollar city for years they had never met. And after they met for the first time she wished they would never see each other again. To say they had not hit it off would be an understatement. But maria had no choice but to sell the Money to the man she hated. Bobby's offer was the best. So she took it.

Silly is tired so silly will continue tomorrow. Silly's done, goodnight.

Fiction by silly. Bobby Block

And now lets talk about the hotel money shall we. Maria Money's father built the hotel in 1850. Like the Two Dollar Bill the Money hotels exterior was pink stucco. The roof was covered with slate roof tiles. The Money was three stories with a porch surrounding the exterior of the first floor. The guests and some of the hotel staff loved to sit on that porch in the afternoons and evenings and talk about world events.

The interior of the hotel was amazing. The lobby had sumptuous overstuffed leather chairs along with wool carpet, the reception desk was made out of mahogany with a granite counter top, there was a wide staircase on the right side of the lobby leading up to the other floors where most of the rooms were.

The Money had fifteen rooms three on the first floor and six each on the second and third floors. Each room was the same - one queen size bed, one wash basin, two kerosene lamps, wallpaper designed and made by a famous artist, a closet for storing clothes, a mahogany writing desk on which sat one of the kerosene lamps, most of the rooms had windows.

Tomorrow More about the hotel money and how bobby quarters ended up owning it. Silly's done, goodnight.

Fiction by silly. Bobby Block continued

Bobby Quarters physical appearance is best described as stunning. He had high cheek bones, baby blue eyes, jet black hair. In other words her drove women wild. He enjoyed how they adored him and tried to get his attention but, he enjoyed ignoring them more.

Oh yes and another thing about bobby he owned the famous Money hotel. The best hotel in southern California.

Another famous dollar city resident was Maria Money, aka high heels Maria. She was the most beautiful woman in all of dollar city. She was almost six feet tall barefoot but, with the four inch high heels she always wore she was six four. She had curly black shoulder length hair.

She was adorable. Everyone in dollar city said maria was the nicest person they had ever met. She started a soup kitchen for the the poor and served meals there three times a day three hundred sixty five days a year. She also bought clothes for the needy year around. That was maria always helping anyone who needed it.

Maria like bobby quarters never married. She never even had a boyfriend. She decided to make serving the needy of the city her life's work. Maria adored bobby quarters though and would have married him if he had wanted to get married. Bobby was the only man she ever loved.

Tomorrow I will finally write about the dollar hotel money. Silly's done, goodnight.

Fiction by silly. Bobby Block continued

The Two Dollar bill had a posh interior. Fine leather chairs for the waiting room, chandeliers made out of sterling silver, and hand made red wool carpet shipped from Scotland. The interior was painted white with dark wood paneling surrounding the interior. It reeked of cigar smoke. The rich patrons loved to smoke cigars after eating a wonderful meal. There was a constant sound of the clicking of silverware. The normal restaurant sounds.

The exterior of the two dollar bill was classical southwest with red terra cotta roofing and pink stucco covering the exterior walls. It was classical southern California.

There were some famous characters in dollar city. One was Bobby Quarters. Bobby was born in a mining town in northern California during the gold rush. No one is sure exactly when he was born but, people's best guess was July 4 1849. Of course he did have two parents but, he never said much about them. He did mention that they died when he was very young in a stagecoach accident. The particulars of the accident were never known.

Bobby was poor until at the age of 66 he spent all of his life savings on five hundred acres of land that just happened to have oil. Lot and lots of oil. He could now enjoy the final years of his life in the lap of luxury.

He had all his suits tailor made, a big mansion, many fine European sports cars, he drank the best wines and hired a personal chef to prepare all his meals.

One interesting thing about bobby is that he never married. He never even had a girlfriend or someone special as he would say. He was always to much into reading books and his other hobbies. He decided early on that he would devote his life to his hobbies. He saw marriage and love as a waste of time, as things that did not matter. Bobby did his own thing, yep.

Silly is tired so silly will continue the story later. goodnight.

I won an autographed photo

Today in the mail I received an autographed Lou Boudreau photo. The was no paper in the package that said which sweepstakes I won the photo from so I did a little searching and found out it was from tuffsuff.com. This is my seventh win in October, will I get another win this month, stay tuned to find out. Sillys done, goodnight.

Fiction by silly. Bobby Block

Bobby is a block of wood. He is 4 inches by 4 inches square and is made out of oak. Bobby makes his living as a door stop now but, he used to be part of a door at the hotel Money in dime city California.

Dime city was a city founded by rich oilmen in the early 1900's. Back when there was a big oil boom in southern California. The founders were so rich they made the sidewalks out of actual dimes. Sure the sidewalks needed to be rebuilt ever few years but, what did the founders care with all the money they were making from oil.

Dime city had some of the best restaurants in all of California, heck in all of the world. One such fine eatery was the Cafe Two Dollar Bill. A signature dish at the Two Dollar Bill was poached salmon smothered in garlic with garlic mashed potatoes and garlic bread to sop up all those lovely juices from the poached salmon. That dish was called Salmon on the Money.

Silly's tired so Silly will continue the story tomorrow. goodnight.

Boring post

I could not get into blogger last night I did not post yesterday. Today I don't feel much like writing either so I won't. The fiction will have to wait for tomorrow. Sillys Done, Goodnight.

I am not in the mood to write a blog post

I am not in the mood to write a blog post but, I said I would write a blog post everyday and I will write a blog post everyday. I it will be boring but, I will write a post. I think for tomorrows post I will write some fiction so it should be fun. I like writing fiction because I can make things up. I can use my imagination. That's all silly's done, Goodnight.

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I don't have much to write about today. I am not in the mood to think write a blog post today. That is all. Silly's done goodnight.

Pictures of the books I won on October 2

Here is a picture of the two books I won on October 2. That's it for today's post. Silly's done goodnight.

I can't believe it I won again today

I won a coupon for two tubs of curly's BBQ product. Wow I am on a roll. Two instant wins in two days. I have not had that happen in probably years. October is turning out to be my lucky month. Yay. Go October

A short dull post

I am still reading squeak by example and hope to finish reading it by the end of the year, maybe sooner. Right know I am focusing on learning smalltalk instead of tying to learn a bunch of programming languages at once and not learning anything. Of course as I have mentioned before I need to learn a lot more than a programming language. I have a lot of leaning to do. what an exciting post. Silly's done, goodnight.

Dailyspin2win instant win

I won a prize from the upromise daily spin2win instant win game. The only problem is I don't know what I won so it will be a surprise win the prize comes. I wish I could guess what the prize is but, there are to many prizes listed so I can't. I won, I won ye ha. Its great to be winning again. Sillys done, goodnight.

Talking about writing fiction

Yesterday I said I am going to write short fiction on my blog. So I started thinking about what kind of fiction I want to write besides bad fiction. And I came up with an idea. The big idea is I pick an object, or animal, or vegetable and make up a story about it. Its a million dollar idea I know but, its the best I could come up with in five minutes. I should have plenty of stories to write. Silly's done, goodnight.

Fiction anyone

Today I remembered I said I wanted to write fiction on this blog or create another blog that had only fiction written by me. I did not do what I said I would, surprise that always seem to happen. I try to do to much and never get anything done.

Any fiction I wright I am sure would be the worst fiction ever but, at least I would be able to make up my own worlds and characters which sounds fun. I am not sure I will be able to write fiction but, this time I mean it when I say I want to write fiction. Of course it world have to be short fiction but, it will be fiction. Sillys done, goodnight.

Pictures of my dictionary

Yesterday I mentioned that I use my dictionary a lot so today I decided to take some pictures and show everyone just how much I use the dictionary.

I am not sure how old it is but, probably at least ten years old. It is in bad shape. Some of the pages are ripped, and Parts of the pages are missing so that definitions of some words are missing. As you can see from the photos I tried to repair the dictionary with some duct tape but, the repair has failed over time. Anyone need a book repaired call me I have rock bottom prices. I guarantee that your book will be returned to you in worse shape than you sent it. I also would like to say that duct tape can repair anything.

I could replace it but, I am cheap and also I am attached to it after using it all these years. I don't want to ever get a new one. Sillys Done, goodnight.

I need to read more books

Today hacker news had a link to a New york times article about a women who is reading a book a day for a year. I read the article and thought I wish I could read that many books in a year. I don't think I could accomplish such a feat because I have never finished a book in one day. I think I did read a book in four days once but, it was a short book.

I want to read more books but, I am a slow reader. I read a sentence or paragraph and then I will read it again and sometimes again before I move on to the the next sentence or paragraph. Also when I come to a word I don't understand I look it up in my dictionary instead of guessing what it means.

Looking up words that I don't understand wouldn't be so bad if I remember the word the next time I read it. But I end up looking up the same words over and over again. Heck I even have trouble remembering the word I just looked up in the dictionary after I put the dictionary down but, before I start reading again so sometimes I need to look the word up a second time which is frustrating.

So anyway I was sitting in front of my computer dreaming about how great it would be able to read a book a day. Just thinking about something like that made me feel great. I Imagined all the great books I could read and how much better at reading I would become. It made my day. But sadly I don't think I could ever be able to read fast enough to read that many books. Maybe one book a week is possible but, I don't want to set a goal because I know I wont do it. I just want to dream.

Oh I am forgetful

Everyday either before or after I enter daily entry sweepstakes I enter one entry sweepstakes. But yesterday I forgot to look though one entries so I had to look through the one entries ending today this afternoon. Lucky for me I enter one entries a day before they end or I would have missed some sweepstakes entries and I don't want that to happen.

This post is over. Why couldn't I think of something more interesting to write about today, bummer. Sillys done. Goodnight.

I won another package of candy from M&Ms

I won another package of candy from the Halloween million instant win game today. Its the second time in a week that I have won a bag of candy from the same instant win game. After I won I checked the rules again to make sure I could win twice and luckily I can. What a great win. Yay for me, yay for me.

This is turning out to be a great month as far as sweepstakes wins go. I have won four times this month, four times. I don't remember the last month where I won four times. Sillys done. Goodnight.

Making a new twitter background

I am excited about making a twitter background. Today while reading feeds in google reader I came across a tutorial showing how to create a twitter background, which I found at devsnippets. I suppose the twitter background I have now is ok but, why not make a new one. I don't know what color to make my background. I also don't know what type of graphics to add to the background after I finish working thought the tutorial, I hope come up with something.

I have also been thinking about making a profile picture for blogger and twitter but, I don't know what I want to make. I could put a picture of myself but, I am embarrassed at how bad my blog is so I don't want anyone to know what I look like. Though I am sure even if I did put use a picture of myself for my profile picture no one would know what I look like because no one reads my blog. And I must say I am glad the no one reads my blog. I will think of something for my profile picture. Sillys Done. Goodnight.

P.S. Thank you everyone for not reading my blog. You know who you are. Thank you.

The not so great idea

You know how some websites have a frequently asked questions sections. Well I want to answer frequently asked questions too but, since no one asks me any questions I will make questions up. Of course I will think the questions are funny but, no one else will and they will also make no sense like all the other posts on my blog.

I will call this new feature questions that no one has ever asked me but, I want to answer anyway. The title is hilarious. I think it is a stupid idea but, no one will ever read the posts so I will go for it. I don't know how many fake questions I will be able to come up with probably not to many so it may be a short lived feature. I think it will be fun. Sillys done. Goodnight.

This post is not up to my standards, I'll post it anyway

I am still reading the book smalltalk by example which must be a record for me. I usually change programming languages after three or four days. I am improving. I have no idea what I want to make with squeak.

Strike that because I think I do no what I want to make with squeak. Of Course I have mentioned it before. I want to make a website using seaside. I still have a long way to go before I will be able to make anything on my own. Of Course I may never be able to make anything of my own but, I want to give it my best shot and if I don't succeed I will know I gave it my best effort. This post if awful. Sillys done. goodnight.

Today I want to complain about my bookmarks folder

Today I want to complain about my bookmarks folder again. Why did I bookmark so many websites. Why oh why. It will take me a moth or two to look thought my bookmarks. I could have used that month to do other things but, now I will spend and hour a day trying to get my bookmarks cleaned up because I bookmarked to may sites. Woe is me.

On the positive side I found a few websites that I like. I would not have found those websites had I not bookmarked them. Also I am sure I will feel a sense of accomplishment when I do eventually tame my bookmarks. I don't have a sense of accomplishment after writing this awful blog post though. Sillys done, goodnight.

A few days ago I said I wanted to learn html 5

A few days ago I said I wanted to learn html 5 and I still do but, today I was thinking I could put up a website using html 4 just to get something up on my website. I need to get a website up at this point because I have said I want to make a website for years but, have never made a good one.

In addition to helping me learn html putting up a website make me practice jquery and php both of witch I want to learn. Bottom line I just want to get something up and running. I know it won't be great but, if I don't put up a website it won't be anything just an empty page. This lackluster post is over. Silly says goodnight.

I think I will use this post to complain about all the

I think I will use this post to complain about all the bookmarks I have in my bookmarks folder. I bookmark so many websites I don't know what websites I have in my bookmarks folder so the bookmarks are useless anyway.

All of those bookmarks make me feel overwhelmed. I feel like oh no I have so many bookmarks I need to look through them and get rid of some but, I never go though my bookmarks because I figure what is the point I will never be able to look at all of them so why bather. It is no fun think about all the bookmarks I need to look through

So what I want to do is look though say ten bookmarks a day and maybe eventually who knows maybe I will have a bookmarks folder with a lot fewer bookmarks. Wow that post was exciting. Silly done. Goodnight.

I need to start making things

I need to start making things with inscape or blender so I can have something to write about on my blog otherwise I will run out of things to write about. I mean I cant write that I now want to learn a different programming language everyday. Although there is probably not much I can write about some picture that I make but, at lest they are pretty. This post is awful. Sillys done goodnight.

I won a package of M&M brand candies

Today I won a package of M&M brand candies from the Halloween million 2009 instant game. I can't wait to eat my candy, yummy. M&M's Halloween sweepstakes was one of the first sweepstakes I entered back in 2007. I entered it every day but, did not win anything.

Last year I entered m&ms Halloween sweepstakes maybe a few times or maybe every day I can't remember. But I did not win a prize. And then this year I have been entering the sweepstakes everyday and I won a bag of candy. Yay for me. I love candy. Sillys done. Goodnight.

As you know I want to become a porgrammer

As I have mentioned on my blog before I want to learn how to make computer programs. And you know I want to learn squeak. So one of my goals is to make a program that I have designed and put it on squeak source. But first I need to learn squeak and how to design programs.

So I have switched programming languages again and now I want to learn squeak. I am serious this time I am going to stick to it and learn how to make a programs. After almost five years of trying to learn how to program I finally hop this year I will make something. But I probably will fail again because I will switch languages in a week or two. This post makes no sense, sillys done, goodnight.

My winless streak is over

Today I won twice. First I received two books in the mail: Game over, and How to think like a CEO. I can't wait to read the books they look so interesting. And my second win of the day was a $25 home depot gift card. Yay for me I won, I won. I wonder if I will get any more wins this month. I guess I will have to wait and see. Sillys done, Goodnight.

I like plinky

I read about plinky on lifehacker probably six months ago and then signed up for the website but I had not answered a plinky prompt until today. I signed up for plinky because I thought it would give me an opportunity to write more. And if you have read this blog at all you know I need to practice writing more much more. But as I said I have not posted on the website until today so I have not gotten the practice writing I wanted when I signed up for plinky.

So I am writing this post to say from now on I want to answer a question everyday. Hey if I can enter hundreds of sweepstakes a day I think I can answer a question a day. This unexciting post is done. Sillys says goodnight.

Its the end of September so it is time to recap my

Its the end of September so it is time to recap my sweepstakes wins for the month. To bad I don't have any wins to write about because I did not win this month. In fact I have not won a prize since August 11. Six weeks I could not believe it when I looked it up. Poor me, poor me :).

This is the second month this year I have not won anything. In case you are wondering and judging by how many hits I get for my blog I know you are not the other month I did not win was January.

I won a prize every month last year but, this year the wins have dried up. There are a few months left in the year so maybe I will get a few more wins.

I suppose now I will have to see how long I can go without a win and not give up entering sweepstakes. I am not sure if this is the longest period I have gone without winning a prize but, it has to be to be close to the longest if it is not in fact the longest.

There are so many sweepstakes ending tomorrow

Today I looked through all the one entry sweepstakes ending on September 30 at sweepstakes advantage. And let me tell you there are a lot of one entry sweepstakes ending tomorrow. It took me hours to look through them all. But I enjoy the end of the month even thought I have to look at so many sweepstakes because I enjoy working hard and dreaming about the prizes I could win. That's it for to days boring post. Goodnight.

oh no silly might run out of ideas for blog posts

Wow I have been updating my blog every day for almost three weeks. I sure does not seem that long since I started blogging everyday again. I have had a good time writing over these past few weeks. But yesterday and today I am starting to have trouble coming up with things to write about.

I have things I want to post like images I make with blender, gimp, inkscape and wings 3d. I also want to see if i can post some animations I make with synfig and blender but, I have not had time to learn those programs good enough to make anything. I hope I make some images and animations soon. I also want to post some of the code I write in python or basic4gl but, have not had not written any programs yet. Sillys worried about running out of ideas for blog posts. Goodnight.

I don't know waht to write about today

I don't know what to write about today so I will start writing and see if I get any ideas. Maybe I will say again that I want to start finishing the things I start. I mean if I can enter sweepstakes almost everyday for two years I think I can finish the things I start. I wish I were as dedicated to learning how to programs as I am to sweepstakes because if I was I am sure I would be able to make a program or two or three. To end this short post I will say I want to make programs not just learn programming language. Sillys done goodnight.

I have been entering sweepstakes for two years

I did not write down the date I started entering sweepstakes seriously but, I am pretty sure it was some time in September 2007. I can't believe it has been two years already. I have won 59 sweepstakes prizes in that time. Wow 59 wins that is more than I thought, cool!!! I won 9 times in 2007, I won 35 times in 2008, and I have won 15 prizes this year.

I don't remember the first sweepstakes I entered that September. I do remember my first win which I wrote about it in a blog post. It was a tony stewart #20 hat. I have won a lot of prizes since then and I hope to win a lot more. Hopefully I will get a few more wins this year or there is always next year :) Sillys done, Goodnight.

why I switch from one programming language to another

Today I will write about why I switch from one programming language to another all the time. One reason is its so exciting to try out different programming languages. Compiling the hello world program in a programming language I have never used before is so exciting. Another reason I try to learn so many programming languages is because I think everyone else probably knows a lot of languages so I need to know lots of languages too.

And yet another reason is I want to look smart. I want people to say oh wow look how many programming languages silly supercoder knows. I want people to think this code is a mess lets get silly to fix it. Except I am not a professional programmer and I don't work with anyone so I am sure no one would call me to save the day. As it stands right now if I were a professional programmer some one would need to be called in to fix my messed up source code.

The biggest reason I try so many programming languages is because I am afraid I will fail. Its always easier for me to switch to another language rather then try to solve problems like the ones on project euler. I come up against a problem I can't solve and I think maybe I will switch to a different language.

The problem for me with changing which programming language I want to learn all the time is I never get past a certain level of knowledge about programming. I am always learning the same concepts over and over again. I never challenge my self so that I will learn more.

So in the end if I keep switching programming languages all the time I will never achieve my goal of making my own programs. Either that or I will be very old by the time I make my own programs. And by that time maybe computers will program themselves so there will be no need to write programs. Sillys done Goodnight all.

Why oh why do I not notice I am entering expired sweepstakes

Today when I was entering daily entry sweepstakes I noticed I had been entering two sweepstakes that expired several months ago. One sweepstakes ended in august so its not so bad I had only been entering it for a moth after it ended. The second sweepstakes expired in June. Three months how did I not notice the sweepstakes had ended. Oh well at least it was not a year. Its a good thing the two sweepstakes only took a few seconds to enter I cant imagine how I would fell if they to several minutes apiece.

I do not know why the sweepstakes did not get deleted from my bookmarks folder but, now they are deleted and that is great because I wont be entering expired sweepstakes anymore I hope. But who knows there might be more expired sweepstakes hiding in my bookmarks just waiting to be found. Oh the excitement!!

This is probably the forth time in about a week that I have found out I have been entering expired sweepstakes. Ah we all make mistakes don't we. Mistakes come in bunches like my sweepstakes wins(:

Entering expired sweepstakes is not as bad as entering a one entry sweepstakes daily which I have done at least once. I think it was last year. If I would have looked at the entry limit on the entry form the first time I entered I would not have entered it daily. But I can't go back in time so I need to get over it. Its not the end of the world, right. Good night from one mistake prone blogger.

I want to make make programs

Continuing with yesterdays theme I want to make programs. But usually instead of making programs I spend all my time attempting to learn programming languages. This is the year I want to know if I can actually program or not. Its put up or shut up time. I want to make programs so it is time I start creating programs. I want results!!

So what kind of programs do I want to make I asked myself? I want to make games came my response. So games it is. So with the idea of making games in mind I am learning basic4gl. And for the past three of for days I have been learning baic4gl by reading through the tutorials on the basic 4gl website. I don't know if I will ever be able to make programs but how will I know if I don't start making programs.

I have done it again

I have tried to take on leaning to many programs and programming languages again. I always do the same thing, I start out wanting to focus on learning one or two programs or programming languages and then suddenly I end up trying to learn a lot more things than I can handle at one time. I need to set limits, yes that is it limits.

Yesterday I made my new years resolution and to be able to meet that resolution I need to focus. If I don't learn every programming language there is that is OK, did you hear me silly, did you. Besides I want to learn more than just a programming language I want to learn how to make programs. Also I can do other things if I am not always try to learn so many programming languages like read more books, pick up a new hobby, or learn how to write. And I will repeat it again so I can remember it I need to focus and finish what I start.

I hope its not to late to make a new years resolution

I want to make a new years resolution in September. I always start a lot of stuff but, never seem to finish anything. For instance I have tried to learn a programming language, but have yet to lean one or make any programs. I want to make animations, but I have only made two. The bottom line is I want to change. I want to be able to make my own programs, I also want to make my own animations. I want to finish things I start. I have a few months to accomplish my new years resolution so I need to get going. That's all for today see you tomorrow.