Quick notepad post!

It's called "Orange County impound lot #127". Thank you for your patronage at Walt Disney World, and have a magical day! If you parked in a handicapped spot without a disability, then you can get a free trip there by the new Disney character, Tony the Tow Truck!

Strange desktop background?

Well, this is a somewhat strange image I found on my dad's computer. It's stars, and I found it in "C:/Users/*Name*/appdata/roaming/Microsoft/Internet Explorer". It's name is "Internet Explorer Wallpaper", and I'm enclosing it with this post. While I'm posting this, I'm scanning the computer for anything harmful.

RIP Lucy Bailey Coleman 2010-2011

No, this isn't something for halloween. No, this isn't for a human. This is for a Guinea Pig we held near to our hearts.We always loved her, from the day she was bought, to the day she caught the bug. Lucy always loved by her parents (Katie and I), and she loved chewing on things. She'd chew on anything her teeth could find. Suddenly, fruit flies infested her cage, and she had to move into the kitchen. She was in the process of moving back into her original cage, when she caught a bug. The bug went to her brain, and she didn't eat. When we found her, she was in terrible shape. There was nothing I could do but pray. Sadly, God's busy signal is semi-permanently on. So, she died at around 10:30 PM. Even though she sometimes got others disturbed by her rodent-like nature, she always kept squeaking along. Lucy, now you really ARE in the sky with diamonds. We'll miss everything you do.

{Picture coming soon)

We're going to get hit!

As you may have noticed, the eastern US is going to get hit by hurricane Irene. And as you also may have noticed, I'm located on the east of the US. So, we're pretty much going to get hit. At around 9 AM Sunday, it'll reach us. Katie's crazy, since she's going to be videotaping outside. Everyone knows that risking your life for that one shot of the storm is worth it! If it gets TOO hard, then she's going inside.

Quick post: Mooble goes to a sleepover.

5 reasons why teenage girls are evil:
1.They spend all day tying up the phone lines chatting with boys.
2.They made Jessie get sold, Thus giving us that sad song that made tons of kids cry in 1998.
3.They made all those crummy reality shows.
4.You know how some people have really lousy grammar and spelling? Yes, teenage girls did that.
5.They're evil. `Nuff said.
There we go, I let out some steam. Now Bruce doesn't have to see me rant about topics that he shouldn't care about. Don't know. I saw him in kindergarten at about second grade. I'm learning how to play a game he has, since I got as far as halfway, and I got frustrated and decided to throw random objects into the water in the game. I then decided to attempt to retrieve it all. That's how we came up with "Save the chicken!" My thought on the "Don't try this at home. No, this doesn't mean that you can do it at a friend's house, or on the hospital steps." warnings: Listen, does this look dangerous to you? *Holds 20 sticks of dynamite, while juggling lighters* Or I could do something safer, like using a plastic bag as a blindfold! Or even using Drano to unclog my bowels! It works for pipes, so why not for my insides? I wonder why I come up with these "Obviously not deadly" ideas. According to Quantum Physics, we can walk through walls. It's percentage of happening is just too close to 0. So, keep on running into walls, one of these days you can walk through the wall! "It appears you're writing a letter. Would you like some help?" ~Clippy
I'm probably the only one who likes that paper clip. You know, besides the person who thought him up.

Calling all weirdos! TLC wants you to sell your soul to them!

It's the calling cast for that show that has idiots selling themselves out by parading a hobby/pica as an ADDICTION. My Strange addiction. This is the casting call, taken from the official website. (Commentary and submission by yours truly)

Are you hooked on your hobby? (Isn't it SUPPOSED to be addictive to be a hobby?) Is your compulsive behavior on the verge of becoming an addiction? (They just don't get psychology 101, do they?)

A major cable network (Lemme guess, MTV? Or TLC?) is looking for people who can`t(That error bugs me. Must be the grammar teacher in me.) stop playing video games, working out, waxing (Their surfboard? Their legs? Their Great Aunt Gertrude's back?), tattooing (Wouldn't they run out of canvasses after 10 years? I mean, unless they have bought tons of bodies on Ebay...), eating strange foods (Does plastic and metal count as a strange food?), redecorating their house (Does just saying "Forget it, I'm going to crash." and leaving it be count as "Redecorating"?)– you name it. The more unique, the better (For ratings).

Each half-hour episode will profile two individuals (Mostly idiots stupid enough to sell themselves out.) who are engaged in uncontrollable behaviors affecting their lives (In fact, they pull the "DOING THIS WILL GIVE YOU CANCER!" card almost every episode.) and those they love (Bah! Who needs society anyways? Always focusing on awful music, filled with idiots who think that cursing makes them awesome, and other junk. So, I'll just stay in here, where I facepalm on every instance of "math" on this show.). This non-exploitative  (BWAHAHAHA! I also have a bridge to sell you, real cheap.) program will share compelling personal stories (In other words, we'll modify it to make more ratings.) and may (Emphasis on MAY) provide medical and psychological perspectives on why patients struggle (Yeah, like having fun doing what they like is STRUGGLING.) with these issues.

To be considered (A social outcast for the rest of your stinkin life), or for more information about this (Very stupid and exploitative) production, please send your name, age, city, current photo, and a short description of your behavior and it`s (There's the lousy mistake again. What's with grammar today?)impact on your life to: (Link removed to avoid idiots from applying) (Spam this website with joke entries. Make sure you have a throw-away account.)

Let's see... Chewing on random junk on the table, and occasionally eating TP. Unused, I swear! (And they wonder WHY these warning labels don't work...) The only "Addiction" people know of is Pica, and Rock collecting. There was this idiot who thought that doing stupid stunts to get rocks was a good idea.

Name:Mooble

Age:13

City: Under a rock, interstate 91

Photo:*Insert something from a cartoon*

Behavior: I snark, I point out grammar/spelling errors, and some more junk. It makes my sister annoyed, and make a mistake with the word "addiction". You know, what you just did with the title. So, take this show off the air. This was supposed to be The LEARNING Channel, right? What's educational about gawking at un-social weirdos? I also have Pica. I'm not going to sell my soul to you guys. Sorry, but I'll EARN my 15 minutes of fame the old fashioned way,  becoming a best-seller.

If you want to get "I want attention! I have a medical condition! GIMME MONEY!" with it, then yes. I think I just nailed the show straight down the middle of the head. Pica pica, pica pica, pica pica! Joooohnny! I don't usually get into shows. If it's REALLY good (Or really bad, bad enough to make me spout nonsense in an angry tone.) then I watch it. That's why I watch The Dark Crystal and "Plan 9 from outer space" back to back sometimes.

Mooble reviews: Toddlers and tiaras

(Update: Added the video.)

Hi readers, today I'm reviewing a popular show on TLC. Since it means The Learning Channel, it's educational, right? WRONG! So, normally this would be called "Blind Bashing", but I'm doing the honorable way, checking out videos from it from the official website! (Rest not appropriate for younger children, so I hid it behind the jump. But, this'll work like the "Parental advisory" labels, and tempt kids to check out what parents don't want them to see. So, if you want to have me talking about little kids dressing like *ahem* background dancers in a rap music video, then feel free to check it out.)

Mooble reviews: MTV.

Mooble reviews MTV.

(Note: I am not MTV/Viacom. I am just a snarker who thinks that mostly everything that comes on TV today is only focusing on tweens. Found by randomly channel-surfing, and checking out badly-recorded videos from teenage girls and their cameras.)

Imagine the fountain of youth. Now imagine people polluting it with cosmetics and paving it over with a shopping mall. Add some mind-rotting chemicals in the drinking fountains, and you've got MTV. Once a wonderful paradise for teens, now a terrifying reminder of today's generation.

      A few months ago I decided to check out MTV (after I saw it last, when it still played decent music). What I saw was making me worried.  There wasn't an ounce of intelligence ANYWHERE. If there was, it was immediately labelled "nerdy". Is THIS what the world is coming to? People thinking that "The red coats" are fashion models, people thinking "the British invasion" was about the British forcing us to drink tea (I'm not offending anyone by saying this. I like tea myself.), and The Beatles were actual bugs! It's almost like every show on TV is "Look at the freaks!".  Every time I see a fact wrong on these "documentaries", I start ranting about the blatant lies. (Singing doesn't work that way, computers don't have a viewer-friendly interface, and it doesn't take a short montage to program a game. Believe me, I've tried.) Face, meet palm. Palm, meet face.

Service dogs: Now for Mr. Fluffikins!

Hi, this is a post about a very serious problem that is plaguing the nation. If you've seen idiots bringing Mr. Fluffikins into restricted areas, then you've seen them. This is serious because they can give service dogs a bad name. Your pet can add vitamins in the produce aisle, bite everyone, and urinate everywhere! Too bad they don't know that they can be arrested for fraud!

The EVIL pizza virus!

Hi, mooble here with a somewhat-serious entry. Yesterday at around 9:39 PM I was asked by my mom to repair her laptop, since she fell asleep on facebook and accidentally clicked on the "perfectly legitimate antivirus for 79.95" ads. So, I decided to repair it. After playing around visitor while snooping around, I found the virus. (No thanks to malware bytes) The icon was A SLICE OF PIZZA. The creator was an idiot, since he thought "People don't know how to view hidden files, so they'll think that everything's empty, and the file doesn't exist." when he was making it. So, I deleted it, and made everything viewable. So, I told mom to not fall asleep on facebook anymore. To show you, here's a screenshot of the file in question. So, use common sense. There's no way you can change your facebook layout. To stay safe, use adblock+,noscript,and firefox.

Triple-feature:Joe Blogg's dangerous adventures!

I'm trying the "save the chicken" gag that I made with emily. You save the chicken by getting into the water to bring it back to land. I made it from when I was playing a video game, and I didn't know how to advance to the next part. So, I played around with the scenery. So, I had to retrieve produce,chickens,signs,rocks...
I think I know why you told me to take off the collar. It's because a few idiots thought that it was a good idea to play something called "the choking game". Do you BELIEVE that I'd be stupid enough to play "Natural selection: the home version"? It's VERY loose. It's as loose as I could make it. I know. That's why I always say, "Kids are in two different flavors. Intelligent, and dumb. Guess which one is always out for repairs?".

Things I have learned: (not to be taken seriously, even though I DO have some few good points here and there.)
1.Kids/teens enjoy making other's life miserable. To turn the tables, say "You call THAT an insult? I've seen BABIES say more offensive things than that! And they almost always babble nonsense!", and wait until the insults decay to "wee-wee poo-poo head" mixed with profanity. Then, you can quit the conversation while laughing at the stupidity, and post the conversation on your blog. Then, feel upset at the decay of the youth of today.

2.Xenophobes are EVERYWHERE. So, just pretend to be normal. If you do anything different, prepare for the media to wait for you to screw up, and then everyone (and everyone's grandmother) knows that "John Doe is a child-molesting terrorist! Video games and *insert-group-here-that-You're-a-member-of* to blame!", because everyone knows that The Media never lies, no matter how obviously incorrect it is! /sarcasm In other words, prepare every media interview like you're in a reality show with idiots that only care about ratings, and would happily make you say that you want to blow up the capitol, as long as it means that people watch it.

3.To every fun thing, there's always an idiot attempting to ruin it. For example, (Made this up at the spot) electric-fence-games.  People use that to make the sparks make music. The idiot (Let's call him "Joe Bloggs") decides to urinate on the electric fence. He gets sent to the hospital, he files a frivious lawsuit, and the lawyers shut it down. So, here's a hint for all you J.Bloggs out there, DON'T WHIZ ON THE ELECTRIC FENCE, FOR PETE'S SAKE!


4.Cyber-bullies are wimps. They bully behind a screen so nobody beats them up. So ignore them, get a more-secure password other than "Password", report EVERY HATE SITE about you, and if it's on a hate-wiki, SPAM IT WITH SWEDISH FOLK-SONGS! (Though, the last one might get you in trouble, it'd be pretty fun.Seeing "U WER BAND KUZ U R A LUZER" while "Nu ar det jul igen" playing in the background:priceless.)

5.Some kids are jerks. Take some advice from fish. Alone, you're an easy target. But with friends, then you're better than them. Especially when one of your friends comes up with good comebacks that aren't "borrowed" from the internet. (Advice void when more people are jerks than there are nice kids.)

6.Teens stereotype. They think that everything disney is for "babies". Many people watch it, and most of them aren't parents-watching-it-with-their-kid, including me. In fact, I haven't watched a disney film with a baby since about 6 years ago! If you actually UNDERSTAND the disney films, they're enjoyable for adults too. The commentary on popular subjects of the time,the plot, the characters, the cartoon animals,  the animation, the cartoon animals, the things that make you think "They can show this in a disney cartoon without the censors complaining?", the cartoon animals (An overrunning gag, the cartoon animals...), and the fact that it's the animation that you know and love. For example, take the late 20's-late 40's mickey mouse shorts. Walt was always experimenting with what the censors would allow, and that included allowing the cows to have their udders freely shown (until the censors got wise and stopped that). (Okay, I probably upset the censors with that, so this is rated TV-PG.) They also added commentary on what was popular. Take "The karnival (sic) kid" for example. Cartoon animals: Check.(All of the characters in there are anthropomorphic. That's "Things that act like a human" in Layman's Terms. Even the hot dogs are anthropomorphic!) Things that make you think "How is this in a kids cartoon?": check. ("Shimmy dancer Minnie" anyone? I'm not making this up.) Commentary: check. (The carnival's rigged games, and in a more literal version, mickey's snarky comments.) A hot-dog's bare bottom being spanked: check-a-roonie! (50 bucks says that it won't be shown on disney channel un-edited today...) So, do you STILL think that the cartoons are for little kids?

7.Normality comes before morality. Your kid is anti-social? Lock him in an institution! We don't want our "Generic-nuclear-family" to be tarnished, and all our friends leaving us! We could overdose him on prescription drugs, just so he won't say anything "rude or offensive" about us, like how we're abusing him for not being like his older brother! Sure, what could possibly go wrong? /sarcasm Remember kiddies, drugs are bad for you, especially drugs that effect your mind. If it isn't to keep you from going on a murderous rampage, then you don't need it. Normality is for wusses. It's more fun to be weird, that's why we don't die of boredom! This is why these "Look at these freaks! Gimme ratings!" programs exist. We're too stupid to figure out that weird people make the world go around! In short, if he's not crazy enough to blow up the world, don't give him anything that could mess up his mind EVEN MORE.

8.There are two internet-languages: teen-speak, and bark-speak. I'm fluent in mostly teen-speak, and I can understand SOME bark-speak. "ZUMG! LIEK, T33N5 R EV1L! LOLOLOLOL!" (*Shock* Teens are evil! *Laughing*) "Bark! Bark bark bark bark! *growl* *Roll on ground*" (Hey! Teenage girls are evil! *I'm upset, you probably did something dumb.* *Laughing,or probably trying to get rid of bugs in fur*) Sure, English and other real languages are online, but they're most common. I'm talking about the more uncommon languages. Though, teen-speak is more common. Just check out a random teenager's facebook, and you'll see.

9.Kids think they invented games,pranks,and practical jokes. But, they've been around for about a thousand years. In fact, your teachers might've pulled pranks as a kid. They (no pun intended) practically invented every gag. Billy thinks he's so clever when he tries out the old whoopee-cushion gag, but grandpa knows EVERY trick in the book. So, he's built in a resistance to the old "hand-in-water-bowl" gag. No wet bedsheets for Jeff!But, Jeff has a surprise for you! Just pull his finger!

10.Kids have a "Forbidden thingy! I must do it!" function wired into their brains. Say that they can't jump out the window, they'll decide to jump down anyways. Natural selection:The home version! Now you can beat Darwin at his own game! There's no lifeguard at THIS gene pool! (Besides, nobody's cleaned the filters since 1976, so there's some American-flag swim-trunks stuck in there somewhere, with flower-studded rubber bathing caps stuck to it.) So, everything you say, kids replace all mentions of "don't" with "Do it already! What are you waiting for? An invitation?". So, DO be safe, and do your research.  When you get a dumb idea, chances are that if you survive, you'll go out of the hospital, and into the courthouse! You'll get to exchange your breezy-open-in-back peek-a-boo pajamas, with striped-monochrome pajamas! Your case will go next to "Liebeck,Stella" in my "Wall of shame"

Joe Blogg's explanation.
Joe Bloggs is my name for the guy that does dumb things. Joe Bloggs decided to urinate on an electric fence, Joe decided to make toast in a bathtub, Joe decided to jump off a cliff because his friends were doing it... It's a wonder why I keep reviving him. Oh, it's because I need a "Timmy" to make my point on how you shouldn't do dumb things! He wanted to be EXTRA safe, so he tied the bungee cord on BOTH ankles! One end on the left, the other on the right! We're going to need another Bloggs!

Any teen-movie party in a nutshell.
Parent:We're going out for 4 hours. Don't do anything dumb!
*two minutes after parents leave*
Kid:YAAAAY! THIS IS THE GREATEST [obviously-not-a-stereotypical-wild-party] PARTY EVER!
*priceless vase, probably holding  Great-Aunt-Gertrude's ashes, falls. It ALWAYS happens. There's no exceptions. If I can find enough scenes featuring this, I might put up a compilation set to "The anvil chorus".*
Kid:Alright everybody, I can fix this!
*vacuum*
Kid:What's that mom? You're heading home early? That's obviously not a twist! *cough*Murphy's law*cough*
*two minutes later*
Parents:Wow, you did it without a wild party!
Kid:Yes, I did.
*At the end, there's probably some over-weight guy who can't keep his trap shut about the party that obviously didn't happen, and the parents find out, and a "Be trustworthy. You don't want your life ruined because of a random party-goer who can't keep his trap shut." moral is cued.*
*Cue kid cleaning up dust bunnies and belly-button lint off Gertrude's ashes*

I'm alive (and lucky).

Well, yesterday there was a tornado warning, and I was pretty scared! Luckily, no tornado went in my town, but it hit some nearby towns pretty hard. After the storm went away, there was a giant thunderstorm. The sky was GREEN AND ORANGE. Well, I got home, and I did some important errands for my mom, and then I went straight to the computer. An hour later, I found myself face-to-face with that annoying tone on the weather-channel. I checked it out. "Severe thunderstorm warning". I wasn't impressed, since severe thunderstorms are almost all the time in the spring/summer. Mercury was scared though!  He spent MANY hours on mom's lap, and he's a 68 pound lapdog. Suddenly, it switched to the frightening. "A tornado warning is in your area." blared through the speakers in the other room. That's when I went to the pants-wettening "This might be bad, but at least I'm surrounded by mountains!" thoughts. I calmed Mercury down, and got Lucy, my sister's guinea pig. About 30 minutes later, it went to the "Oh crud, this is going to stink. Might as well work on my will now!" mode. "A tornado warning is in your area! Get into a shelter NOW! THIS ISN'T A TEST YOU IDIOT!" blared through the speakers. (Except for the "YOU IDIOT" at the end, it's basically what it said.) I brought the pig in the bedroom, and unplugged the computer. (That's why I didn't write about it earlier.) We sat there, and shivered. I probably went to the bathroom about three times in 3 hours. When the tornado hit a few miles from here, it tore up TONS of buildings, and it only lasted 45 SECONDS. Sadly, 8 people perished in that sad less-than-60-second twister. They had a 5 second warning, and then time stood still. Someone's house in sturbridge was destroyed, and their checkbook was found 90 MILES AWAY in someone's yard. It threw cars like they were toys, it took 150 year old trees like me with broccoli, and it SUCKED UP WATER. Thankfully, we survived due to the laws of physics, and just plain luck. (Tornados can't survive low speeds, and the higher the angle of a mountain, the lower the speed. My town's basically the cereal inside Massachusetts's bowl of mountains.) So, my sister and dad came home with some emergency supplies, and dad was amazed. Not because he was afraid, but that he's never seen a tornado in real life. To show you what happened near, here's a video of it. Sadly, there's always some idiots saying "IZ HOMER OKAI?" due to the name similarity of Springfield MA with Springfield WTWTFTI (Wherever The World This Fictional Town Is). So, I'm praying for my community, and Joplin MO. FOR PETE'S SAKE, THIS ISN'T TO BE LAUGHED AT! Poking fun at things is reserved for things like airline food, and the media. Does this LOOK like airline food to you? (If it does, then I recommend getting your eyes checked.)

Mooble's garage sale finds: 5/22/11

Hi, sorry I wasn't updating! I didn't find anything good to write about. As you may have noticed, garage sale season is here. So, I'm on the search for three things: Games,VHS tapes, and anything that I find interesting/unique. So far, here's what I found.
1.A VTEC Type-Right: $2.00 (Last november)
2.Antique doll (For my sister, of course!Stuffed animals, however, are mine.): $1.00? (I'm trying to remember the price.)
3.Three assorted disney films (Two animated, and a family film. I'm a fan of classic disney.): $1.00 (.50 cents each, 3 for just a dollar.)

So far, I didn't find any old games. That stinks, since I want to play what others played back in elementary school. The fact that I have trouble walking long distances might be the problem. Anyways, I'm going to update on my finds every week (or two, or three...), and I'll tell you what I found. Happy reading!

Ask Mooble: we need your questions!

Hi, Mooble here! I'm starting a thing where I can answer the questions you may have about this blog. It can also be questions about my thoughts on things, or even some questions about what I like. (don't ask anything about my PERSONAL things, since I'm obviously going to change the subject and ask you about trivial things, like the joy of chocolate pudding.) So, ask away! (Obviously not a plug to get you to comment on my blog more)

Mooble's rants #1: The media and why I hate it.

(Some of this you may find "Biased and offensive", but that's just your opinion. I try to keep things squeaky-clean, but sometimes I say words that can find on shows rated TV-Y7. Since most of my audience is 11 and up, I believe that I can throw those words around willy-nilly. Remember, these are my opinions. This isn't wikipedia.)

Hi readers! Today I have a new feature. I shall write my rants here, and add my opinions in the space that you are familiar with. Since this is rated (If it were a TV show) TV-Y7 (Think Spongebob-Squarepants and shows like that), I am free to call shows "dumb" without a care in the world! (censorship-wise) Just not the more offensive words, since I have standards too. (besides, this isn't a "gross-out" show!) Enough with this, let's start the rant!

The media, the press, they all have different names, but they all mean one thing, Television and News. Normally, they're good, but now they have gone down the (metaphorical) toilet. Why, you may ask? They keep on stretching the truth, they stereotype, and they're willing to say things for ratings. An example of saying things for ratings is "Coming up next, a man was found stealing gasoline from a local gas station. but, who is that man? coming up after the break!".  JUST TELL US ALREADY! MOST OF US ARE BUSY EATING WAFFLES IN BED, ATTEMPTING TO PUT ON THAT TIE WE GOT LAST CHRISTMAS! In a news-station, "Bad news=more ratings" and "good news=less ratings"! Did I mention that tween girls are controlling the media? TWEEN GIRLS ARE EEEEVIL! EVIL I TELL YOU!  Have you ever wondered why every kid with tourettes on television curses in almost every single sentence? EVERY.SINGLE.SENTENCE. It's because TV executives think that we're basically chimpanzees with money, and that we don't need facts right! Besides, I have tourettes, and I mostly just stutter in every other sentence. This is why I type most of the time, and rarely speak. If you got a nickel for every time I said something besides "Hi" or a one-word sentence, you wouldn't even have enough money to buy something from a vending machine. Okay, there's ONE secret I'm revealing on my blog. Besides, is EVERY person in the movie theater a fool that can't stop crinkling wrappers and/or talking loudly on their cell phone? If it is true, then I suggest that you find a new theater, or order the DVD from "Generic-Mail-order-Film-Service". Now you see why I create my own shows, and read from news-groups. (Of course, most of it is about animals and stuff about computers, but you probably get what I mean.) I only read the newspaper for the comics and local news anyways. For an example of what I hate about the media, here's an example of it. Okay, I am a caffeine-addicted author, and I have a confession to make. I like...[Hungry for the ending? Find out In the next rant! here's some commercials that you'll never use!] [Want cash for your gold? Join into my sca-I mean ponzi sch- I mean club! Visit our new location at the dark, obviously-not-a-trap alley behind wal-mart!] [Text "Junk" to 5551! You'll get useless junk sent to your phone for 1.99 a second! Don't question it, just text "Junk" to 5551!]

*cough cough* *fall down onto bathroom floor, pants still down*

Hi, mooble here! I have some bad news, and some good news. The good news is that I found some old VHS tapes recorded from TV around 10 or 20 years ago, and I'll be uploading parts of it onto youtube soon. Classic Monk and Lady and the Tramp for all! The bad news is... I think I got the croupy cough. I'm not sure HOW I got it, since I'm mostly anti-social,eat my lunch alone, and arrive about 10 minutes early after lunch. I have to drink about 8 ounces of "Generic-sports-drink" every hour if I want to stay out of the hospital. (Just so you know, I have a needle-phobia.) Yesterday, I even FELL DOWN IN THE BATHROOM (commonly referred in my house as "pulling a mommy".). Sure, I was feeling a little disoriented, but that's no reason to wet the bed! So, I went to the doctor's, and they told me to get lots of bedrest, and drink lots of Gato-I mean Generic-Sports-Drink! (Be careful Mooble, we don't want to get sued...) Guess which one I didn't do! (I'll give you a hint: I drank about 10 glasses in 5 hours.) So,  here I am, at the computer, watching classic kid shows. Right now I have some minor pain in my feet and back. Wow, I must be getting older than I thought! Perhaps next year I'll be telling those pesky kids from across the street to get off my lawn before I call the cops. Anyways, I'll be uploading the videos, and then uploading some things I wrote during my time-off from school. So, have a wonderful weekend, and try not to get sick.
Sincerely,
Mooble.
Personally, I prefer Amiga computer because they're easy to- [SIGNATURE FAILURE. PRESS LEFT MOUSE BUTTON TO CONTINUE. GURU MEDITATION #PBX-1254] -recover from in case of accidents.

I'm out sick today.

Hi, Mooble here. I'm feeling a bit disoriented right now, so I'll keep this a bit short. I have a cough, tons of sneezes, and feeling a bit cold.Boy, did I pick the wrong time to wear shorts! I'm supposed to have a test tomorrow, so hopefully I'll be able to do it.

I feel old.

Hey everyone! Mooble here. I wrote this because I remembered something. I was watching an episode of PB&J otter, and I checked how old it was. It was from 1999. I clearly remember watching a new episode of it from that time. Happily, there's rumors that disney might make playhouse disney it's own channel, and there might be some "graveyard slots" in it, and they might fill it up with the old shows we used to watch! but, who would watch out of the box at 3:30 AM? (besides me and a few other people who probably have a VCR) Wow, I'm using references that are outdated to today's teenagers. Poor teenagers have never had to blow into their game to get it to work, and they've probably never played an E-rated game in years. Have you ever seen your son playing "Tetris" or "Super Mario Sunshine"? I think not! (unless he's like me and too lazy to get a job). Anyways, here's some more reasons I feel old.
1.Waking up at 6:00 hoping for One Saturday Morning, and being bombarded with infomercials and dr. Phil.
2.Seeing a game I played at the supermarket being advertised as a "Absolute classic!".
3.Remembering a teen pop idol, and nobody remembers him. (actually, that makes everyone alive feel old. fame lasts about 3 years, and then nobody remembers them.)
4.Remembering "Poke-mania" and them being banned from preschool.
5.Remembering a ad for the Game-cube and the Gameboy Advance in 2001, and remembering how the only way you can buy them now is off ebay, or at garage-sales for about a dollar.
6.Saying "There is nothing I can do" whenever a problem occurs, and nobody getting the reference (except for teachers). (Don't you remember this? It was on "Kablam!", on "Action League Now!"! You know, the scientist on that show with the action figures?)
7.I remember Cartoon Network having these promos called "Cartoon Network Groovies",  and heading to disney 11 years ago. I.Could.Not.Get.The.Songs.Out.Of.My.Head.
8.Finding myself asleep,bag of wheat-free pretzels in left hand,complaining about "How the youth of today is disrespecting the elders", at 5 in the morning.
9.Being able to quote theme songs to kids shows I watched.(
10.Writing "when I was your age" stories. ("When I was your age I had to walk eleventy gajillion miles to the nearest video rental store, carry 10 dollars in pennies, walking uphill in snow, both ways! we also didn't have these review websites! If we bought a bad movie by mistake, we didn't whine about it! We made fun of the terrible effects and dialog! That's the end of the story, since bingo's in 5 minutes.")

the creepiness of my youth: A.K.A "why mooble is un-phased by mostly anything.".

Hey guys, mooble here. Today i'm going to tell you about some scary things i watched as a kid. for example, i'll list two things from 2000-2009.
2000: "creepy dumb baby". this is a bit faint,but i'll tell you what i remember from it. it was night-time, and i was in mom's old room. i had trouble sleeping, so i watched some TV. there was a cartoon on, which i didn't know was a PSA or something. it had this disturbing baby in a living room (it was disturbing because it looked like it crawled itself out of the pit of the "uncanny valley".), and it was pretty dumb. it decided to stick it's finger in an electric outlet (see what i mean when i said "creepy dumb baby"?) and it died or something. that's all i can remember. (if someone has the PSA, send me a youtube link. i want to see what i've been afraid of. it's either a "what were they thinking?" PSA, or a lost episode that you read about online that "magically" disappears after it plays to the only person in the room. Or they probably )
2005:my second grade teacher was reading us "the secret of NIMH", and she had the idea of showing us the MOVIE. (because everyone knows that animated movies are for kids, even if they have nightmarish imagery, and if it's rated "PG"!) i was un-phased, since i watched that PSA 11 years ago. if you're a young child, don't watch this. seriously, it's basically like the original fairy tales. If you're either brave, or  old enough, it's probably on youtube. (if the administrators are removing films that are out of print, you could buy the VHS at a garage sale. if you see me, leave it alone. i'm the kind of person that collects films like that.)
200?: I was trick-or-treating one year, and I found a house. When I was about to arrive, something made noise, and something that looked like Aughra from The Dark Crystal (It was a Jim Henson sci-fi film from the 1980's, if you don't remember it/never heard of it.It had one eye, and it was somewhat-hideous.), and it creeped me out.

privacy:a good tool against looking like a fool online.

While I was looking in my documents, I found a paper my sister wrote that could get her yelled at. (i'm not posting it on here so she doesn't get turned into an example of "how NOT to be private" in a computer class somewhere). Since I don't want you to become an example, i'm sharing some of my tips.
1.If it's public, PASSWORD IT. Seriously, you shouldn't have to learn this. If you use a public computer, get an account of your own, or use openoffice.org's password feature.
2.Do NOT give your password to anyone. You can't imagine how easily hacking could be prevented if people didn't blab about their password.
3.Don't get scammed. "Hey you! I have a bridge to sell you, real cheap. All you have to tell me is your deepest darkest secrets." is an example. now imagine the same person wearing a ski mask and a stereotypical prisoner costume. with the internet, it isn't so obvious as the example above. so, DO NOT TELL ANYTHING TO SCAMMERS.

my pasttimes.

one of my past-times is searching for terrible stories, and commenting on it. I basically make fun of plot-holes and people too lazy to ACTUALLY DO RESEARCH.
here's the original notepad thing.
one of my pasttimes is searching for terrible stories, and commenting on it. basically making fun of the plot-holes and typos that say a different thing. i also make fun of people not studying the topic!
when a person falls down a cliff and the next scene has them perfectly fine on the scene.
basically they just say "forget it, let's just use facts from a fourth grader's book report and call it a day. now we can have more time for indoor-golfing using office objects!" "i have a golfing tournament in a few hours, and i might be stuck on the toilet for 2 hours. good thing i bought the poo-putter while hallucinating by sleep-deprivation!" if you're this lazy, you can get the potty-putter at "www.stupid.com/fun/pput.html".i'll post some more of my pasttimes soon.

Stuff I do when i'm done with work

Since I'm a fast eater, I have some leftover time to goof off. there are several ways I use the time. I write scripts/stories, and I create programs using whatever coding program they include for "automation/programming". Today, I created a small controlling program for the office assistant, A.K.A the "annoying paperclip that asks me if i'm writing a letter". Even though i wasn't eating lunch, I wrote it when i had some free time. I used visualbasic, since I have to use my extra memory to remember important things, like catchphrases i came up with. "pardon me, i'm going to buy chocolate covered bacon bits from the vending machine down the hall." and "I know where to stay! we can stay in that shady hotel that wasn't there an hour ago! nothing bad happens in there!" are two of them.

there's evil afoot!

this is a serious (with some added humor) entry. a few days ago my sister's youtube account got hacked. the hacker removed some LPS videos (videos made with the new version of littlest pet shop with the creators moving them with their fingers.) and some videos that she and her friend created. it couldn't have been a REAL hacker, since no hacker in their right mind would hack an obscure tween's account. it was probably a "program running wimp" or a "password guesser". a PRW is somebody (mostly a bored teenager who only knows how to download and run programs) who uses a program to hack accounts. (think of a bored teenage boy, overdosing on energy drink, laughing maniacally like a stereotypical villain while hacking somebody's account.) a password-guesser is someone who guesses passwords from his best friend, "webster's dictionary"! to help protect yourself, make a hard-to-crack password that has NOTHING in the dictionary. for fun, create something called a "honey pot". the trap should have a combination of annoying music at maximum volume. the hacker should've become bored of it, and search for another person to hack. anyways, [censored] and my sister are going to attempt to make up. so, hopefully this won't happen again.

mercury is 4 years old today!

I'm not talking about the planet mercury, or the space program mercury, or the element mercury, or even the computer company! I'm talking about the dog MERCURY!  Today we prepared a canine delicacy fit for a labrador! it was organic grain-free hormone-free beef for dogs, a sprinkle of shredded mozzarella, and 4 beggin strips candles.mercury was very excited, but he held his composure like the true professional he is. after happy birthday was signed and sung, he waited for the command, and then he turned into a eating-machine! even after all the traces of the meal was gone, he was still licking the bowl,around the bowl, and anywhere that molecules that dog food odor clung to.  katie drew a wonderful photo, but it's too bad mercury's color-blind. he still appreciated it though. he knows it has "*nonsense* mercury *nonsense" written on it! for now, i'll just add the movie. later there'll be a interview with his wonderful owner. so, stay tuned for more things!

my new story.

3/30/57 6:00 PM
Dear journal,
My mom bought me a cheap toy ray gun, and i’m happy. the motor whirrs, and a little lightbulb blinks at the tip of the gun. my mom’s happy, since the gun is only a lightbulb and noises, so i can’t destroy the house because i put a rubber band on the trigger.
3/31/57 6:00 PM
Dear journal,
My mom wants me to write in this journal, so I’m writing my thoughts down on this book. Today it was sunny, and I played in the treehouse all afternoon. I packed up my stuff from the treehouse (it’s going to rain tomorrow), and the roof to the treehouse is leaky. So, I hope you have a nice day.
3/31/57 10:00 PM
I can’t sleep, so I’m busy watching episodes of “The adventures of Super Yardstick” on the computer. I love the episode where yardstick  scratches up the sofa of evil, and attacks the evil king called “owner”. I think that episode was about how yardstick saw his world before his powers. Anyways, good night.
4/1/57 2:00 AM
Dear journal,
I was woken up suddenly by a booming crash coming from the hill where my old treehouse was. The police aren’t letting me near it, but they’ll tell me what happened in the morning.
4/1/57 8:00 AM
Dear journal,
The police told me that a UFO was found inside the treehouse, and some people are acting suspicious. My father’s yelling at our neighbor’s more than usual (they mostly shout over who stole their lawnmower and stuff like that) and mom won’t let me watch cartoons right now. I’m not sure if I was grounded over leaving home without permission, or something important’s on the news. Anyways, have a nice day.

4/2/57 9:00 AM
Dear journal,
There’s something suspicious about our neighbors. Their house has power, even though all the electronics in our neighborhood is down. My family is bored, so I’m using writing as a creative outlet while the computer’s down.
*poems on several pages*
4/3/57 12:00 PM
Dear journal,
Just in case anybody’s an alien, i’m writing this. I can tell if my family is real because I can sense that look of friendship in their eyes.  I trust cats because even if they WERE evil aliens,  they’re still cats. they can be turned good by petting them and giving them food. the worst the cats can do is scratch,bite, and relieve their-self on my best clothes.
4/3/57 7:00 PM
Dear journal,
There’s a riot forming outside. Not many people know what’s going on, but it’s something about “everybody’s an alien” or some dumb thing like that. Strange how people can go from friendly to nasty in just a few days! I’m feeling kind of scared, and I’m getting sort of paranoid. Anyways, good night.
4/4/57 8:00 AM
Dear journal,
The citizens are getting more violent. I smell smoke through the cracked window. They’re starting to burn people who they think are aliens. Have we learned NOTHING from witches? (besides the fact that you can melt somebody with green skin with a bucket of water.) they burned the guy who always wears a human halloween costume, the guy who got plastic surgery a few weeks ago, the guy who works in the movies, and I think my family’s next. I’m feeling a bit brave.
4/4/57 12:00 PM
Dear journal,
A few citizens are afraid of my ray gun, even though it says “this is a toy” in bold letters on the side. i feel sort of suspicious about them. when i make the motor run, the citizens gets scared. I think the citizens are aliens, since the ray gun mostly looks like a fake, orange electric drill (with the drill removed, just leaving the case and motor) with the words “this is a toy” slapped on it. it might be important to know who’s an alien or not, since i could try to defend them from the crazy citizens (if they’re human)
4/5/57 12:00 PM
Dear journal,
Some of the neighborhood bullies have decided to scare the neighborhood by dressing up like stereotypical aliens. The citizens burned them without a second thought. I kind of feel sorry for them, even though they were jerks. So, I guess this will probably be the last for today.
4/6/57 9:00 AM
Dear journal,
Not much of us are left. Half the population of this street has been erased, and the only people left are the paranoid people, and us. We’re going into hiding now, so hopefully the citizens will destroy each other before they get us.
4/6/57 5:00 PM
Dear journal,
People are starting running away, and the old houses are being burned down by the once-friendly citizens. The citizens have thought that we’re gone, and they ran out of fire. The aliens are starting to move into our (now abandoned) street, and setting up houses. Might as well greet them.
4/6/57  6:00 PM
Dear journal,
The aliens look a lot like us, and they surprisingly speak English.I could scare them by pointing my (obviously fake) ray gun at them. (how could they miss the giant “THIS IS A TOY” label on the bright orange gun?) The aliens are good, and they came to earth to attempt to ask the president to share the earth’s supply of it’s best resource, leaves. I guess it’s the caviar of their planet. They grind it, and then they sprinkle it on their food. (the idiom “one man’s trash is another man’s treasure” comes to mind...) I feel sort of strange around them, like I don’t belong there. Since we’re the only humans on the street, we decided to move tomorrow. So, I’m saying goodbye to the old house.
4/8/57 9:00 AM
Dear journal,
I’m writing this in the backseat of my family’s van.It felt strange writing, since the vibrations from the car kept on distracting me. I apologize for the bad penmanship. We’re moving to another part of town, and the last I’ve seen of my old house is on Allen street (now renamed “Alien street”). I’m going to repaint my new room blue when I get there, and putting my journal in a soft, velvet drawer. I decided to repaint my new room blue because blue’s relaxing (i’ll need to relax after all that happened  on Allen street!) I decided to put my journal in a drawer so i can find it, and so people can’t see my journal and sell the story to the “supermarket daily lies”.

4/8/57 12:00 PM
Dear journal,
I redecorated, and created a new treehouse.hopefully this one won’t leak or have weak wood that breaks like thin ice. I remember the time when I slipped on water and fell through the wood! Good thing I landed in a leaf pile as soft as fresh snow! I feel a bit tired, so I’ll take a rest.
4/8/67 9:00 AM
Dear journal,
I must’ve rested a bit too much! 10 years have passed since I moved into here, and the entire town has become controlled by aliens! Turns out that I’m the last human family here, and they left town already. I’m 20 years old now! Yikes! I’ll try my best to keep the legacy of allen street alive, and stay here.  Goodbye.

(translated entry. this is an entry from another group of aliens, and the end of the entry is badly translated. you can blame our translators for that. from what i could make out of it, it’s talking about how they’re trying to blend into the humans, and take over everywhere on december 15th 2067. i MAY be wrong and it might be a quest for taking all the leaves in the world.)
4/9/57 12:00 AM
Dear journal,(or as the subject calls this)
The ruler has been successful at making the subject think that he’s 10 years older.Now that he’s an adult with tons of duties, he doesn’t have time to stick his nose into our plans... to take over the world’s supply of leaves! we’re going to help out by outlawing rakes and leaf blowers, since they’re not sanitary for our food. sure, the kids might not know the joys of jumping in leaf piles, and the dogs might be upset that they can’t do their autumn frolic, but they’ll know the fine cuisine of pine needles and oak leaves crumbled on their ice cream! sorry for drooling on this journal! ironically, our subject is now a landscaper/sous chef. hopefully he will stay anti-leafitarian so he won’t eat our precious food source. wait, is that a mulcher i hear? OH NO! THAT WAS MY BREAKFAST!

I had an IEP!

Hi, mooble here. I just had my first IEP I was able to go to! The teachers said that I was smart and funny, but i'm lazy too. (which is why you don't see many updates on this blog.) I apologize that this post isn't very long, since I have to go to school soon. I promise a regular post soon! Have a nice day!

somebody accidentally used my email!

Hi everyone! Today i have some weird news. I got back from school, and somebody from new jersey chose my email as a sign-in email for the PS3! i've never even used a PS3! i've used a PS1 in a daycare back then, but i've only used the PS3 at a friend's house.

the continued dumbing down of society: predicted in 1957!

this film sums up why there's hilarious gems such as "caution:this bowl of hot soup is hot.", because we're too dumb to notice that we cause the problem, not the tools. was walt disney a visionary for contemporary america? most of disney's educational films are still useful today. too bad the garbage on tv gets higher ratings. today's youth could really learn something from this! i'm a old fart's mind in a teenager's body. when i watch people of my generation, i don't know whether to laugh, or cry!  i guess the stories about cell phones frying your brain are true, since modern teens are dumb, and they talk on the cell phone mostly every day! i guess i'm immune since i rarely talk! anyways, i have a doctor's appointment today, so i hope you enjoyed this. goodbye!

the blog actually begins!

something dumbed down:
my mom was making a sandwich, and she showed me the label of a jar of peanut butter. it had a warning that read "allergen statement:contains peanuts.". wow, good thing they told us that "peanut butter contains peanuts!"! "after you cook the popcorn, THE BAG WILL BE HOT." wow, i never would've guessed! i think they dumbed it down because people like to sue companies to be compensated for their own stupidity. we need to be told to lather shampoo in our hair. gee,i thought it was a soda! i mean, lilac and lavender sounds like a foreign soda! i always wondered why dad kept it in the shower...every time i watch a reality show with you, i predict when someone's about to make a highly-stupid mistake. if reality tv is real, then humans are one "i want to make toast in the bathtub!" away from extinction.

a joke for my aunt.

hi readers, my aunt has been deployed to korea for a while. her job is to look for cracks in airplanes. so, here are some jokes about cracks, and airplanes.
1An Air Force cargo plane was preparing for departure from Thule Air Base in Greenland. They were waiting for the truck to arrive to pump out the aircraft's sewage holding tank.
        The Aircraft Commander was in a hurry, the truck was late in arriving, and the Airman performing the job was extremely slow in getting the tank pumped out.
        When the commander berated the Airman for his slowness and promised punishment, the Airman responded: "Sir, I have no stripes, it is 20 below zero, I'm stationed in Greenland, and I am pumping sewage out of airplanes. Just what are you going to do to punish me?"
2.little billy swallowed a handfull of coins, so his mom rushed him to the hospital. the doctor checked him out, and his mom said "how's billy doing?". the doctor said "still no change, but you know how these situations can turn on a dime."
3.One day a poor old lady found a dollar and with that dollar she bought a lottery ticket. She won the lottery! She bought a house and a dog. She said to herself, "What should I name my house?" And she looked around and she saw a guy mooning her so she decided to name her house "Butt" Then she needed a name for her dog. So she looked around and saw a crack house so she named her dog "Crack". One day about a month later she woke up and couldn't find her dog. She looked all over the house and she couldn't find it anywhere! So finally she called the cops and said, "Police please help me I've looked all over my Butt but I can't find my Crack!"
4.The reason the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines squabble among themselves is that they don't speak the same language. For example, take a simple phrase like, "Secure the building."
        • The Army will put guards around the place.
        • The Navy will turn out the lights and lock the doors.
        • The Air Force will take out a 5-year lease with an option to buy.
        • The Marines will kill everybody inside and make it a command post.
we love you auntie heather!

Welcome to my new blog!

Hi, i'm mooble! this blog is basically my snarky commentary on the world, and the way it's basically getting dumber every day. it's also a showcase for my writing and movies. i'm *data corrupted* years old and i live in *data corrupted* USA. (did you REALLY think that i'd release my name on the internet? anyways, this is the most personal i'll reveal. my name starts with the letter N.) feel free to add comments, but at least keep it clean, nice, and no spam. i'm allergic to spiced ham. anyways, the real blog will start on the next update. thanks!here's a slideshow of our animals.