Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Embarassing Truth Of How I Nearly Died Today

I nearly died today, and it was all my dearest daddy's fault. You see, we were on our way to pick up some delicious Chinese food from Jade Dragon, the best restaurant here in Hinsdale, and me and my dad were listening to some music. As the car stereo blared out Al Stewart's 1988 hit, Time Passages


, my dad became so passionate of the saxophone playing in the background, that he started to air sax. Yes, my dad completely ignored the loud electric guitar, but played an imginary saxophone. One thing that you have to keep in mind is that my dad is the one who is driving this whole time. While he was air-saxing, he totally forgot about the wheel. We swerved nearly off the road, and my dad had to insanely grab the wheel and get ourselves back on the road. I had a little fantasy about how our acceptance into heaven (or hell?) would be.Add Video

Gabriel: I think we might have the file wrong... It says here you died because you were pretending to play a saxophone... while you were driving...

Me: It was my dads fault! He was the one who played the imaginary saxaphone!
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Dad: Blame your dad, real cool...

Gabriel: So this file is... correct?

Me: Yep, sounds about right.

Gabriel: That is officially the dumbest excuse for a car accident I have ever heard! Get back to earth.

I often have these little faux diolouges with myself.


Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Little Known Cat Stevens and Elton John Duet.

I just love how quirky this song is. To me it sounds like Elton is totally over-singing Cat.

Evil homeroom

I normally enjoy school, I really do, but I am officially terrified by morning homeroom. I find myself cringing when I am near the door. Why am I afraid? Because my homeroom teacher os a slave driver. When we should be allowed to catch up with our homework or read, she makes us hang pictures, move heavy metal file cabinets, file papers, and etc. The worst part, is that I'm targeted because I'm one of the taller people in my advisory. So I'm always the one who has to pick up the twenty pound recycled window that she puts above her desk. I don't think that she realizes that taller doesn't necessarily mean stronger. It always starts the same way. I'm reading my book and she comes and says "Oh, Max, can you give me a hand?" Let me give you the translation; "Max, if you don't help me hang up this picture, I will forever have a grudge on you, and every time you do something even slightly not obeying the rules, I will send you to your grave, and you will suffer constant detentions." This is why I can't say no. I guess I just wanted to complain to someone besides my parents, so yeah...

Maximillian Court


As my many loyal followers know, Gym class has never (ever) been my favorite subject. But I think the gym teachers may have found a way to bribe me into liking there class! You see, right now is our badminton unit, one of our few decent units. This unit, the teachers chose our partners, one of the popular people's least favorite thing. So my partner was one of the evil, King Richard-like, popular people, who just happened to rule at badminton. I suppose that he was so good, that I thought I had some significant badminton skills! That is, except for when my partner abandoned me. At first, I was like "Sure, I don't care if you go to another team, I rule at Badminton. I proved myself wrong. On that very day, I went from court two, just one away from being number one, to court twelve, which is the last court. Since then, I have never moved up from court twelve. My gym teacher has now christened the court after me, Maximillian Court. She even made a sign! I officially love Maximillian Court. I love anything with my name on it. Now every time that somebody comes onto Maximillian Court, I warmly welcome them with a "Welcome to my humble home." Good times...

Thursday, March 5, 2009

The Worlds Best Poem Ever

Okay, so heres this poem assignment that we have to do, and I found this beautiful poem written by someone who I won't mention.

There are rude people
crude people
people who are screwed people
There are chaotic people
idiotic people
people who are symbiothic people
There are old people
bold people
people who smell like mold people
But all the people
peopling this world
earth and everyone has his own unique worth.

Isn't that just the best! I didn't write this, I swear.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Paper Hats, buildings, and French

Alright, so today during French, we had the worlds weirdest activity ever. First, we had to make these really complicated paper hats. It was supposed to be a circle, but mine looked like a demented rectangle-like creature. Then we had to write stores down that are in our town (Hinsdale), like Einstein Bagels, The Hinsdale Public Library, etc, etc, etc. Afterwards, we had to arrange ourselves just like out town. I was the library, and a friend of mine, who's name shall not be named, was Grant Park. I was also standing next to the Post office, played by the Queen of the popular girls. We all had to go through the humiliation of wearing the hats with the store names on it, except for one very,very,very, (eternal verys) lucky girl who got to walk on the streets. The teacher asked her to name the places she passed, such as "Le Supermarche" or "Le Cafe". It was truly bizarre, especially when the teacher was yelling at us for getting out of our positions. Fun times, fun times....

Sunday, March 1, 2009

The Worlds Most Demented McDonalds.... EVER

I saw the worlds creepiest McDonalds ever! It was like depicting the apocalypse of Chicago. Let me give you some details. It has this ceiling, made to look like a river, with totally new buildings, made out of metal, while on the bottom, there are these two ginormous pictures, one of the Chicago Theatre with fish swimming around it, and coral growing on it, and the other one depicted the Art Institute, with one of our famous lion sculptures broken and with sea plants growing on it and fish swimming all around the building. And then on the ground there's this model of this sorta famous statue in Grant PArk, chipped, and with alien like lamps with strobe in them. Isn't that just demented? So let me get this straight McDonalds corporation, you want the McDonald's of the future as you call it, to be Chicago sinking under water, and all our landmarks being ruined. I think McDonalds is jealous of Chicago...

Yum.... dessert








This beautiful image is what the chocolate mouse I'm making today should look like. I photographed my process of making this delicious mouse to not only show you would a fantastic cook I am, but to possibly help you. Hope it'll help a bit....

Okay, so heres what we needed;
two tablespoons of butter cut into seven pieces, or in other words, Paula Dean's dream.

Next we needed six ounces of bittersweet chocolate (Yummy!)


I was so tempted to eat those! Anyway, after getting the chips we had to get three egg whites.

That is sooo hard to do! It took my dad to get the job done. I recommend you do it above a bowl. Next step is to get a pinch of salt.



Then you get three tablespoons of sugar. Sorry, no photo for this one, clumsy me forgot to take a photo of it. So, now you have all your prep done.
Now you have to melt the chocolate, to do this, you have to fill up a skillet with water and put the chocolate chips in a non melting bowl, like something made of glass, and put it in the skillet, bowl and all. Put the oven on low to medium heat until the chocolate chips are melted, like so.


Doesn't it look good and yummy? So next you take your egg whites, your salt, and sugar. First you mix the egg whites and the salt together until you see soft peaks. once you see the soft peaks, slowly poor in your sugar, until the soft peaks turn to stiff peaks. When completes, it should look like this;


It looks like a meringue mix! After you finish that, you have to beat three quarters of a cup of cream. No picture sadly, but it looks like whipped cream.

After this, you have to mix a fourth of the egg mixture into the chocolate and fold in.

This is it at the beginning. When your done, it should have NO streaks in it. When you're done, add the rest of the cream and the egg mixture, and fold it once more. Put it in a glass, and you are ready to enjoy, but I recommend putting it in the fridge for a while.

Heres the finished product.


Yummy!