Thursday, February 22, 2007

Yes! I did it again!

You probably know that Britney Spears entered rehab Friday left, shaved her head, got a tattoo and went back to rehab, got out of rehab and now has that child ownership lawsuit stuff.

Well looks like I did it again, only a few more left:

Friday, February 16, 2007

On Demand gets even better.

I've improved the A World Without Magic On Demand stuff. If you read everyone of my posts you should know that there is two versions they are:

V1 (Version 1)-V1 is the original version it comes with all the stories and information on future parts. V1 gets exclusive things like surveys and profiles. If you get V1 I would like some feedback now and then (positive or negative) if you don't I might put you on V2
Any version of On Demand lets you just e-mail me and ask for the part you want (currently there are 6.)

V2(Version 2)-V2 is less spam-like I only give you release date plans and the story. This is for the people who only read some stuff or rarely check their e-mail. I don't expect feedback from people with V2.

Now I've added some things, like the profiles and surveys, which I won't or can't put on my story blog These things are for On Demand V1 "users" only.

Why do you want On Demand? You can get a copy of any part in your e-mail. You also get the next part right when it is finished, before I blog it. if you looked at my blog I only have Part 4 up so far, but if you get on Demand you can get them anytime.

Joining On Demand you will get all parts sent to you (in one big document)

If you wish to join please leave a comment and leave your e-mail address and what version you want.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Door-to-door salesmen

Today while walking home form the school bus stop with my younger sibling, I saw a door-to-door salesmen with a quite worried look on his face, he wasn't going to every house (after he left the house he came from (in the direction of my house.

He must have just been at my house and been barked at by the chewer, the talker, and the dog that's bark can be heard by the dead.

So I thought of why door-to-door salesmen still exist. I mean no body wants their items. girl Scout cookies were in the fall, no one cares to go to their door unless someone is coming over. Why do we even have door-to-door salesmen when they all know this will happen:

Salesmen walks up to my door, after staring at the No Soliciting, I don't want any, My dogs will go crazy, you've been dropped on the head to many times if your still reading this, go away signs. Then they walk up to the door and knock on it.

After a trip on my dogs, yell at my sister for not helping and block the dogs off I answer the door only to be asked, "Would you you like to by a subscription to the Sacramento Bee?
Oh yes I want it where else could I find it oh yeah:Everyone has computers and a television, already has the paper, the paper is sold near my bus stop, and my school gets a copy everyday that my Journalism teacher has me read.

Than the person just stares at the big nosed dog inching out of my grasp just trying to break free and "attack." They take two more minutes to leave and when they do my dogs won't shut up.

You know the word door-to-door salesmen doesn't work

People don't go to others houses and talk the front door into buying more doors.

It should be Door-to-annoyed person in the house with three dogs that are trying to run out and attack-salesmen.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

"Don't worry, I have plans for you."

As the title suggests I have plans, BIG plans.

These plans will involve things in A World without Magic, this blog, and many other things.

There will be:

The Big twist
2 big changes
And another secret thing.

He he he.

Now for my blog.

Today my aunt, mother, and twin-sister thing, were talking about my writing. Yes mine, not someone else's, mine, yay. They (mother and aunt) say my writing is great, but I need to do spellcheck. I would like an updated version of word, but not the other things in Microsoft Office. once I find a way to hack into the system, I'll let you know.

So I've borrowed a writing book from my aunt Angee and I will have my nose in it (When it's not being smacked by a Wii Remote or chewed by Daisy.

Ew... spell check.
~Joseph Hahn (That's me!)
(This post was spell checked)

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Out of my way!

Today I discovered the bad thing of being tall, I get in the way.

We had to do an assigment today that involved the overhead. I finsihed and went from my seat in the back to go help someone in the front. The people that wern't done yet couldn't see the overhead ,becuase I'm too tall, yet they can see over my friend standing next to me.

Otherwise being tall is great.

Even though I don't like music today is an exception. I found a site called it lets you listen to music, (not download) Like a radio. You can chosse the song or album or artsit you want to listen to and well listen to thier music. You can make an accont and make a playlist of 45 songs. (3 per artist) then listen to them. Best of all, if you have a Nintendo Wii and it's internet Opera Browser. You can go on there and enter your username and listen to the songs you put on your playlist or the songs they have on thier (a lot of them is there)

so its finetune.com and on the wii it's finetune.com/wii

My sister now loves the Wii due to that website.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Eviloveractiveimaginationitghious

Due to my writer block I had for 2 weeks, my brain kept tkaing everything somebody said or di and doing something else to it.

One kid was thrown in a dumpster, one was hit by a metor, a door flew off and flew to Maine, Emily's hair caught on fire, a kid got hit by the school buses door and many other evil things my mind can think of.

Is this a sign? Am I supposed to think of a supervillan for the story now? Will thw world come to an end? Will 2 + 2 =Monkey? How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie-pop? The world may never know.

Okay that's done. I talked to my dad today and my brother (B.E.N.) overheard and now want's a Wii himself. Haha I speard the word like a mosquito speads a disease.