The choice of my favorite music video was a tough and time consuming decision. There are so many good videos and songs out there right now that it was tough to pick one. However, I finally decided on one so I could begin writing. I chose the video of Crank That by Soulja Boy. The video is for one of the newest songs. Also it is one of the most popular song and video made in the past few years.
The video is basically just an introduction of a dance which has become widely known. When the song comes on over the radio or someone plays it at a get together most of the room immediately heads to the dance floor to show off their dance skills. I have yet to see someone who can perform the dance as good as its creators but there are some people who know it very well. I am one of the guilty ones who did give in and learned the dance. The reason I like the video so much is because it is not like a most music videos because it does not tell an entire life story or time in someone’s life. Instead what it does is introduce the artist’s new dance to the public, and that is exactly what it accomplished. I guess you could say I have jumped on the bandwagon here by using this video as my favorite because I am sure that lots of other people would say the same. However, I really do like this video because the dance is awesome and the whole video is something that you could watch a lot. You can always find something new to add to your dance arsenal every time you watch the video. This awesome video combined with the hit song makes it my favorite and I am sure many others as well.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Music Video
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Sue Happy Society
Once I had finished reading this article on how a family from Omaha is suing the city because of a death of a family member it got me thinking about how “sue happy” our society has become. In the article it explains that a man was seen getting out of his car on July 22, 2004, on a rain-flooded street. The man either fell or was swept off the road into a drain culvert in southwest Omaha. The city of Omaha has agreed to pay 207, 500 dollars to the family of the man who died. The family filed a wrongful-death lawsuit against the city, saying the city failed to mark the ditch or put up a barrier to protect passers-by. How can someone sue a city for a reason like this? Why did the guy even get out of his car in a situation like this? If there was sign marking the ditch or some kind of barrier do you really think that it would have stopped a person from floating off the road into the ditch. The family is receiving 207,500 dollars for their lost family member because of the lack of a sign. Does receiving a large amount of money bring back your family member? It is amazing to look at how many people sue after things that happen in today’s society. I have even heard of someone suing McDonalds because the coffee they purchased from them burned their mouth and the cup did not have a warning on the side. Not only did the family sue but they won. I do not understand how things like this can happen. I think that being able to sue for logical reasons is a great thing to have. It definitely makes people follow guidelines. However, now it is being abused. I think we have a serious problem on our hands as a society to stop this suing problem at hand and get it under control.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Halloween
BOO, aww what a great noise to hear ringing throughout the house at this time of year. The leaves are starting to fall, and ghosts are starting to appear hanging from trees, spiders and witches begin to pop up on household in your neighborhoods, yes its Halloween.
Believe it or not Halloween is on my family’s favorite holidays. Everyone in my entire family gets dressed up and decorates the house, turning it into a scary, scary witches den. The witch of course being my mom. She loves to get her hat, big nose, and black long hair on every Halloween and wait for the little candy craving youngsters to stroll up to the door with their bags held open and yell, “trick or treat”, that saying is music to her ears. During Halloween every year my house is turned into an almost little haunted house. The excited, sometimes leery youngsters enter though the garage and make their way through a winding path with smoke rolling across they feet and scary, screechy, howling music plays in the background. When they get to the entrance of the house is where I come in. I sit in a chair as still as I can dressed like a scarecrow. The brave trick or treaters are not phased by the fake looking scarecrow (me) sitting by the door while the other leery ones stand and stand and stare. My technique for the most extreme terror is to let a few kids walk by and be as still as possible, making no noise and waiting for the best opportunity to present its self. When the time is right and the right kids are passing by I reach out and grab a youngster yelling “BOO!” and then letting them go and assuming my position once again. Once the kids make it past me and enter into the house they are greeted with more music and bowls of gumballs that look like eye balls other candy filled bowls all throughout the house. Before they get to leave the spooky trail through the house they must reach into the “bowl of brains”, which is actually jello in a bowl with paper over it and a slit in the top to let a hand of the brave trick or treaters reach inside. Inside the fish out a piece of candy and get to put it into their bag. At the end of the trail my mom stands with more bowls and candy and her witch outfit wishing everyone a happy Halloween.
Believe it or not Halloween is on my family’s favorite holidays. Everyone in my entire family gets dressed up and decorates the house, turning it into a scary, scary witches den. The witch of course being my mom. She loves to get her hat, big nose, and black long hair on every Halloween and wait for the little candy craving youngsters to stroll up to the door with their bags held open and yell, “trick or treat”, that saying is music to her ears. During Halloween every year my house is turned into an almost little haunted house. The excited, sometimes leery youngsters enter though the garage and make their way through a winding path with smoke rolling across they feet and scary, screechy, howling music plays in the background. When they get to the entrance of the house is where I come in. I sit in a chair as still as I can dressed like a scarecrow. The brave trick or treaters are not phased by the fake looking scarecrow (me) sitting by the door while the other leery ones stand and stand and stare. My technique for the most extreme terror is to let a few kids walk by and be as still as possible, making no noise and waiting for the best opportunity to present its self. When the time is right and the right kids are passing by I reach out and grab a youngster yelling “BOO!” and then letting them go and assuming my position once again. Once the kids make it past me and enter into the house they are greeted with more music and bowls of gumballs that look like eye balls other candy filled bowls all throughout the house. Before they get to leave the spooky trail through the house they must reach into the “bowl of brains”, which is actually jello in a bowl with paper over it and a slit in the top to let a hand of the brave trick or treaters reach inside. Inside the fish out a piece of candy and get to put it into their bag. At the end of the trail my mom stands with more bowls and candy and her witch outfit wishing everyone a happy Halloween.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Gangs in Lincoln
When I was deciding where to attend college this past year I wasn’t sure where I would be headed. I was born and raised in town of just over one thousand people. A town where you know everyone and everyone knows you. I have relatives that lived in Lincoln and Omaha but I wasn’t sure if the city would be for me. When it came time to make a decision I choose Nebraska Wesleyan, but I was still a little leery about moving to the city. So far my time in Lincoln has been a lot of fun, however it’s when I can pick up the newspaper and read articles like the one I read today that makes me ask myself, “Do I really like it here”?
The article I chose to write about is one dealing with the issue of gangs in Lincoln. The article goes into detail with one family in particular, one daughter that had once
taken ballet, jazz, and played soccer for ten years, that chose to live a life of crime. The twelve year old girl was recruited by gang members when she attended Lux Middle School in Lincoln, and then North Star High School. It is amazing to me to think that kids as young as twelve years old, in a city in Nebraska are being recruited into gangs. I know there is crime in every city and that for the most part most cities are safe to live in but it really hits home to see what is happening in the city where I live, it is a scary thought. My home town, only two hours from here, has never had a problem like this and the kids, like me, coming out of it are almost blind to the fact that this is a real danger. I think that all Lincoln schools and surrounding areas should educate their young kids about the reality that is taking place in Lincoln. The threat of gangs is present and real and the only way to stop is to have the cities eyes opened to the problem.
The article I chose to write about is one dealing with the issue of gangs in Lincoln. The article goes into detail with one family in particular, one daughter that had once
taken ballet, jazz, and played soccer for ten years, that chose to live a life of crime. The twelve year old girl was recruited by gang members when she attended Lux Middle School in Lincoln, and then North Star High School. It is amazing to me to think that kids as young as twelve years old, in a city in Nebraska are being recruited into gangs. I know there is crime in every city and that for the most part most cities are safe to live in but it really hits home to see what is happening in the city where I live, it is a scary thought. My home town, only two hours from here, has never had a problem like this and the kids, like me, coming out of it are almost blind to the fact that this is a real danger. I think that all Lincoln schools and surrounding areas should educate their young kids about the reality that is taking place in Lincoln. The threat of gangs is present and real and the only way to stop is to have the cities eyes opened to the problem.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
High School Days
A few weekends ago I went back to my home town for homecoming and saw a lot of old classmates and friends. It was wired to go back and see everyone that I used to see every day for twelve years. It was a lot of fun to sit down and talk about high school, that time that seems so long ago. We all talked about the things we did during those years and how much fun we had. A common thread that was talked about was the great memories that were made playing sports on those awesome Friday nights. It seemed like we all had great memories of playing football on those cold fall nights and taking the basketball floor after a week’s long preparation.
It is definitely true for me that a lot of my great memories were made by being a part of teams and playing in high school sports. A lot of these memories flood back to me when I think about high school but I can pick out a few that really stick out in my mind. I loved heading into the locker room and strapping on my football pads next to my best friends that I had known since kindergarten. I can still remember the feelings that rushed over me when we made the walk to the football field to warm up. Walking out the door and seeing the fans already filling up the stands and the opposing players on the field already warming up. Thinking about that burst of energy I got when we rushed onto the field and the crowd went crazy still gives me goose bumps till this day. I remember every game I played in and the feelings I had every time but there was one game that had a more amazing feeling than any other. My team played in the state championship game at Memorial Stadium. When my teammates and I rushed onto the field in Memorial Stadium the feelings I had will stick with me for the rest of my life. The memories we made winning that state title for our town will be a lifelong memory my teammates and I will share.
It is definitely true for me that a lot of my great memories were made by being a part of teams and playing in high school sports. A lot of these memories flood back to me when I think about high school but I can pick out a few that really stick out in my mind. I loved heading into the locker room and strapping on my football pads next to my best friends that I had known since kindergarten. I can still remember the feelings that rushed over me when we made the walk to the football field to warm up. Walking out the door and seeing the fans already filling up the stands and the opposing players on the field already warming up. Thinking about that burst of energy I got when we rushed onto the field and the crowd went crazy still gives me goose bumps till this day. I remember every game I played in and the feelings I had every time but there was one game that had a more amazing feeling than any other. My team played in the state championship game at Memorial Stadium. When my teammates and I rushed onto the field in Memorial Stadium the feelings I had will stick with me for the rest of my life. The memories we made winning that state title for our town will be a lifelong memory my teammates and I will share.
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