Saturday, April 23, 2011

More improv!

These are some of my favorites!

Friday, April 15, 2011

Kirk Franklin.......Give me that

I'm so hooked on this song!
It has mali music in it!

Improv everywhere!

These guys are hilarious! They get a bunch of people to do these crazy things; in, i think New York........anyways there very funny!
In this one they all freeze in Grand Central Station.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

oops!

here's one i forgot!

random photos!?

There's this guy at our church that takes pics of random people. i wanted to be one of those random persons so my friends and i volunteered. Here they are. 


Looking so nice in our suits!

Friday, April 1, 2011

Ummm.......another poem?

They all say "hey" when I walk by.
They all know me cause I'm not shy.
I used to let people know who I was.
I'm a man of God.  I've got it all because
I had a good life growing up in the church.
My dad's the pastor, so I had a high perch.
I made some mistakes and asked for forgivness.
He gave it to me without a second glance.
I took that and liked it a lot,
So maybe, I thought, I could do it again and not get shot.
But it didn't work, nope it did not.
I wasn't doing terrible stuff like smoking pot,
But it wasn't good and I finally got straight.
Now I worship the Lord and not the things that he made.
This concludes my poem, but one thing more
If you follow God, you'll get to heaven for sure.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

The Man With No Left Eye

This is a story I started writing on my ipod. It's still in the makings but here's a sneak peek!

The man with no left eye

The wall blew open. Heat covered my face. Men poured in. Guns. Explosions. Death. Darkness.
I'm awake. White walls. A man. A familiar man. He has no left eye. Darkness.
I'm awake again. Scientists. I count 5. That familiar man. They're coming toward me! I try to scream but I can't. They're smiling. I scream! They're on me. Darkness. Nothing.

 My name is Charles L. Stevens. My friends call me Charlie. I work as an accountant at the office of worldwide insurance.
"Charles!" My angry boss yelled. "Yes sir" I called. "You call this work! There's nothing here worth saving!" I sighed quietly. He was looking at my reports. "Sir, please. I was very tired when I did this." "You think that's a good excuse?!" He fumed. "No sir, it's not." I said. He looked at me with a mix of sadness and anger. "Listen. Your work here lately hasn't been the best, and, well, I'm gonna have to let you go." "Sir? Ummmm alright." I said quietly.