• 1- model 1873 Winchester rifle (American)
• 1- AK-47 Assault rifle (Russian)
• HK93 rifle (Germany)
• 1- hunting crossbow
• 1- S&W 500 magnum (American)
• 2- colt peace maker magnum (American)
• 1- striker shotgun
• 2- Uzi submachine gun (Hebrew)
• 2- 9mm Beretta silenced handgun
• 1- model 1887 sawed off shotgun (terminator style)
• 1-m249 saw support machine gun
• 1 m16 automatic rifle
• 1 .22 silenced rifle
• 1- S&W schofeild
• Holsters for all pistols
• 2- 1.5’ long combat knives
• 1- sword/machete
• 5- claymore
• 1- ford ranger (truck)
• Topper for truck
• 1- spare tire
• 1- dune buggy
• 1- trailer (for dune buggy and equipment)
• 10+ military style gas tanks
• 1 gas mask
• 5- incendiary grenades
• 5- Frag grenades
• Food and water
• 3+ rolls of duck tape
• 2- 5 gallon buckets
• 1000+ ammo for all guns
• 100+ hollow points for all guns
• 3+ clips for all guns
• 5+ belts of ammo for saw
• 200’ rope
• Tow chains
• Tow straps
• 2- Chain set (for tires)
• Gun cleaning equipment
• 1-deck of cards
• Extra battery and jumper cables
• 3-handcuffs
• 5-pair jeans
• 3- sets of camouflage clothes(pants and shirt)
• 3- pair boots
• 1- pair boot 2 sizes bigger
• Socks
• Underwear
• Shirts
• 2- belts
• 3- bars soap
• 2- cowboy hat
• 2- sunglasses
• 1- scissors
• 1- mirror
• 1- straight razor
• 1- shovel
• 1- large chest
• 1- axe
• 1 hatchet
• 1-saw
• 1- whetstone
• 1- belt knife
• 1 bowing knife
• 1- pot
• 1-pan
• 1- bowl
• 1- large plate
• 3- box strike anywhere matches
• 1 flint magnesium fire starter
• 2- wool blankets
• 1- knee long wool coat
• 2 canteens
• 1 pair leather chaps
• 1 leather trench coat
• 2 finger nail clippers
• Money
• 1- length of piano wire(Grote)
• 2 notebooks
• 2 pencils
• 2 pens
• 2 sets- eating utensils
• 2- large wooden spoons
• Music for in truck
• 2+ bottles of whiskey
• 2- metal drinking cups
• Climbing equipment
• 2- butterfly knives
• 1- spit for cooking
• 2- compass
• 3+ rolls electrical tape
• 3+ rolls paper towels
• 2- rain ponchos
• 1- rubber boots
• 1- fishing rod and equipment
• Large box of first aid
• 1- bottle pain relievers
• 1- water proof watch
• 1- large pad drawing paper
• 1-small sledge hammer
• 1- large crowbar
• 1- large hiking backpack
• 1- roll of leather
• My leather working tools
• 2- lighters
• 1- large flash light
• 1 small wind up flash light
• 2+ packages batteries
• 1- kerosene lantern
• 5- large candles
• 1- knife sharpener
Friday, July 15, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
two movies that every tool should watch to explain why they can't prove that they are right and why people like me are wrong.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNDZb0KtJDk&feature=topvideos
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5wV_REEdvxo&feature=relmfu
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5wV_REEdvxo&feature=relmfu
this is my last blog and I thought it would be unfair to stop and not let you all read the rest of my story that I have written. this is from the start I have posted some of this already.
Modi was sitting in his car across the street from a small group of college students. Three cheerleaders and a football player; He looked 20, short black hair, well-built from all the football he played, about 6’2’’, and a handsome face. The cheerleaders were like any other cheerleaders; lean, about 5’5’’, and all wearing the same school outfit. The cheerleaders were of no concern to him, usually he didn’t notice people like that, he thought they were too into themselves and almost always they were bitchs. They were snotty to everyone but the boys who they thought were hot and wanted to have sex with.
As Modi watched the four of them, the football player took one of the cheerleaders hands and started to lead her away probably to his car. The other two sensing they would not be able to hook up with him turned away with a scowl and walked away to find someone else on the football team.
“Well, now is as good a time as any” Modi said as he got out of his car and started across the street. He was a well-built man, 23 years old, about six foot, long blond hair, clean shaven face, and two different colored eyes one red and the other silver. He had a revolver at his side and the hilt of something over his right shoulder. He had on white converse, black pants, a white tee shirt, with a trench coat over it all.
“HEY YOU” shouted Modi at the football player, who turned around at the sound. “Me?” He said. “Yea, you what’s your name” said Modi, now only a few feet from the two college students. The football player recovered from his initial shock of talking to someone who didn’t know him. At first he heard a voice of authority and thought of someone older than him, but now he saw a student his age. Then he made a big mistake and became cocky. “Who the hell is asking punk” he said with a cocky smile on his face. Then he felt a sharp pain as he was punched in the face, although this wasn’t just any punch this was almost enough to knock him out but it didn’t it in turn made him fall to his knees and made his eyes start to water and he got a massive headache. The fact that the cheerleader screamed did nothing to help this. Then he felt an iron grip grasp the front of his shirt and haul him upwards. “You don’t ask the questions, you answer them” said a loud voice in his ear. “Jack” he whispered, and then he fell to the ground as his shirt was released.
“Right, that wasn’t too hard now, was it” said Modi turning to the cheerleader. “You can go now I don’t want you.” “Get up, it’s time to roll” he said, as he again hauled jack to his feet. “We’ll take my car, you’re in no state to drive… and I would never be caught dead in that Junker” he said gesturing to jack’s car. He then took jack’s arm and dragged him across the street. He opened the passenger side door shoved jack towards it and told him to get buckled. He then walked around the car and got in the driver’s seat. “Okay, one rule, do what I say or you will probably get killed, either by me or someone else. Can you do that?” said Modi. Jack just nodded not trusting himself to speak and say what he wanted.
They drove a little while before jack started to trust himself to say what he wanted. “This is kidnaping” he said. “No it’s not, you’re not a kid and I have no intention of going to sleep just yet” Said Modi. “What? No that’s not what I meant” said jack. Modi laughing said “I know what you mean, and well I don’t really care because me abducting you like this is for the safety of the world.” “believe it or not but you are more important than you think, and after what I show and tell you, you will come along with me of your own free will.” “You are part of a new generation.”
Later they drove into Modi’s drive way. “Well here we are… your new home.” He said getting out of the car and walking to the front door. “What do you mean my new home, I have a home already; and I want to go there now” Said jack. Modi unlocking the door said. “Can’t I’ve kidnaped you, now I’ll show you your room.” Jack seeing nowhere else to go reluctantly followed Modi into the house. “How long do I have to live here?” said jack as they entered a bedroom. “This room is yours. About ten years” Said Modi leaving the room. Little did he know it would be about ten minutes. “Can I go home and get my things” Jack asked. “Yes you can I guess, come here first” said Modi. Jack surprised at the answer followed Modi into a work room. “Here, put your leg up here” said Modi pointing to a stool. Jack did as he was told and lifted his leg to place it on the stool. Modi then took a police tracking band off of a table and put it around his leg then fastened it with two rivets. “What is this for” Jack said looking at the band like it was going to blow up. “well you’re going in my car and it’s clear that you don’t want to be here so if you are not back in 5 hours it will blow up and then you won’t have to be here” said Modi with a smile. “Here are my keys, don’t crash I like that car” he said showing Jack to the door.
Five minutes later Modi heard the beeping sound on a device he had on him “what the hell is that” he said. Pulling out a touch screen device he looked and it showed that the tracking device strapped to Jack’s leg was not connected as if it had been blown up. “Shit, what the hell did he do” said Modi as he ran towards the red dot on the map on the device he had in his hand of where the tracking device had last been connected. What took Jack five minutes in a car took Modi about 30 seconds running at his burn out speed.
Some 15,000 years ago there were certain beings, Drue’Cilions, who had powers over their environment and the elements, some could control fire, and others water, earth, and air. Some could move things with their minds all could heal quickly. They could do amazing things they were also a very advanced culture. They found and Teri formed earth to be inhabitable for a new race they created, humans. They made the humans at first to be slaves to them doing all of their hard labor, and stuff like that. But not all of them like the idea of having slaves, so a rebel group took a lot of human slaves and flew half way across the galaxy. They found and Teri formed earth, they implanted 13 humans with the skills they possessed over the environment and the elements. These 13 humans became known as the gifted ones and later the first generation. These 13 humans were not just any random humans, they had been chosen because they would make good leaders, and they were smart, kind, and at times ruthless. These traits were chosen because they would help lead humanity into greatness and not to fail as their creators had. The Drue’Cilions genetically implanted a sort of time bomb into the humans they rescued. Every 450 years it would give 13 new humans the same ability’s it had given the first 13. And every 500 years the generation that had been born 500 years previously would die. But not before they were able to teach the new generation how to control the powers he or she possessed. But if they failed to teach the new generation as in the apprentice died before the know age could be passed on the master kept the amulet that prevented death. And they would have to Wait another 500 years until a new generation was born. The Drue’Cilions also programed in that the master had to do everything in his power to teach the new generation, this was done to keep one generation from living forever. But there was a flaw in the time bomb because the generations never died afterwards they kept living, or at least their minds did. Their bodies after the first 500 years became old and they died but not before their consciousness was transferred to a new body, they were then born again like everyone else and lived a life similar to the one the just left although they didn’t have any of the powers and they couldn’t heal themselves but the kept their memories . Now that they had died once they died again once they aged enough or was killed. Since the gifted ones there have been 30 more generations, generations 2 and 3, and so on. And in the year 2018 the 31st generation will begin to realize that they have certain powers, they will turn 22 and begin to have dreams about who they really are.
The older of the two generations is programed to give the amulet of that power to the younger generation as soon as they are sure they have the right person. The older generation would start to age like a normal human again starting where they left off when they put the amulet on. They would then teach their apprentice until they died at the age of 70
Modi turned a corner to find his car and two others in a pile and engulfed in flames. Running to his car at normal speed because he had used his energy to get here, he ripped the driver’s side door open to find the limp lifeless body of jack. Quickly he took his amulet off and put it around jack’s neck, and then he reached for the seat buckle swearing as he saw that jack had not put it on. He then dragged jack out of the car and carried him over away from the road where he laid him down. “Come on get up, wake up don’t you dare die on me come get up damn you” yelled Modi as he jostled Jack around crying. “Don’t die this is not what is supposed to happen get up get up.” Modi took off the amulet and put it back around his own neck and then felt heavy arms drag him back from the corpse. “No don’t” yelled Modi trying to get away. But the arms held fast. “He’s gone there’s nothing you can do” said an unknown voice.
As Modi watched the four of them, the football player took one of the cheerleaders hands and started to lead her away probably to his car. The other two sensing they would not be able to hook up with him turned away with a scowl and walked away to find someone else on the football team.
“Well, now is as good a time as any” Modi said as he got out of his car and started across the street. He was a well-built man, 23 years old, about six foot, long blond hair, clean shaven face, and two different colored eyes one red and the other silver. He had a revolver at his side and the hilt of something over his right shoulder. He had on white converse, black pants, a white tee shirt, with a trench coat over it all.
“HEY YOU” shouted Modi at the football player, who turned around at the sound. “Me?” He said. “Yea, you what’s your name” said Modi, now only a few feet from the two college students. The football player recovered from his initial shock of talking to someone who didn’t know him. At first he heard a voice of authority and thought of someone older than him, but now he saw a student his age. Then he made a big mistake and became cocky. “Who the hell is asking punk” he said with a cocky smile on his face. Then he felt a sharp pain as he was punched in the face, although this wasn’t just any punch this was almost enough to knock him out but it didn’t it in turn made him fall to his knees and made his eyes start to water and he got a massive headache. The fact that the cheerleader screamed did nothing to help this. Then he felt an iron grip grasp the front of his shirt and haul him upwards. “You don’t ask the questions, you answer them” said a loud voice in his ear. “Jack” he whispered, and then he fell to the ground as his shirt was released.
“Right, that wasn’t too hard now, was it” said Modi turning to the cheerleader. “You can go now I don’t want you.” “Get up, it’s time to roll” he said, as he again hauled jack to his feet. “We’ll take my car, you’re in no state to drive… and I would never be caught dead in that Junker” he said gesturing to jack’s car. He then took jack’s arm and dragged him across the street. He opened the passenger side door shoved jack towards it and told him to get buckled. He then walked around the car and got in the driver’s seat. “Okay, one rule, do what I say or you will probably get killed, either by me or someone else. Can you do that?” said Modi. Jack just nodded not trusting himself to speak and say what he wanted.
They drove a little while before jack started to trust himself to say what he wanted. “This is kidnaping” he said. “No it’s not, you’re not a kid and I have no intention of going to sleep just yet” Said Modi. “What? No that’s not what I meant” said jack. Modi laughing said “I know what you mean, and well I don’t really care because me abducting you like this is for the safety of the world.” “believe it or not but you are more important than you think, and after what I show and tell you, you will come along with me of your own free will.” “You are part of a new generation.”
Later they drove into Modi’s drive way. “Well here we are… your new home.” He said getting out of the car and walking to the front door. “What do you mean my new home, I have a home already; and I want to go there now” Said jack. Modi unlocking the door said. “Can’t I’ve kidnaped you, now I’ll show you your room.” Jack seeing nowhere else to go reluctantly followed Modi into the house. “How long do I have to live here?” said jack as they entered a bedroom. “This room is yours. About ten years” Said Modi leaving the room. Little did he know it would be about ten minutes. “Can I go home and get my things” Jack asked. “Yes you can I guess, come here first” said Modi. Jack surprised at the answer followed Modi into a work room. “Here, put your leg up here” said Modi pointing to a stool. Jack did as he was told and lifted his leg to place it on the stool. Modi then took a police tracking band off of a table and put it around his leg then fastened it with two rivets. “What is this for” Jack said looking at the band like it was going to blow up. “well you’re going in my car and it’s clear that you don’t want to be here so if you are not back in 5 hours it will blow up and then you won’t have to be here” said Modi with a smile. “Here are my keys, don’t crash I like that car” he said showing Jack to the door.
Five minutes later Modi heard the beeping sound on a device he had on him “what the hell is that” he said. Pulling out a touch screen device he looked and it showed that the tracking device strapped to Jack’s leg was not connected as if it had been blown up. “Shit, what the hell did he do” said Modi as he ran towards the red dot on the map on the device he had in his hand of where the tracking device had last been connected. What took Jack five minutes in a car took Modi about 30 seconds running at his burn out speed.
Some 15,000 years ago there were certain beings, Drue’Cilions, who had powers over their environment and the elements, some could control fire, and others water, earth, and air. Some could move things with their minds all could heal quickly. They could do amazing things they were also a very advanced culture. They found and Teri formed earth to be inhabitable for a new race they created, humans. They made the humans at first to be slaves to them doing all of their hard labor, and stuff like that. But not all of them like the idea of having slaves, so a rebel group took a lot of human slaves and flew half way across the galaxy. They found and Teri formed earth, they implanted 13 humans with the skills they possessed over the environment and the elements. These 13 humans became known as the gifted ones and later the first generation. These 13 humans were not just any random humans, they had been chosen because they would make good leaders, and they were smart, kind, and at times ruthless. These traits were chosen because they would help lead humanity into greatness and not to fail as their creators had. The Drue’Cilions genetically implanted a sort of time bomb into the humans they rescued. Every 450 years it would give 13 new humans the same ability’s it had given the first 13. And every 500 years the generation that had been born 500 years previously would die. But not before they were able to teach the new generation how to control the powers he or she possessed. But if they failed to teach the new generation as in the apprentice died before the know age could be passed on the master kept the amulet that prevented death. And they would have to Wait another 500 years until a new generation was born. The Drue’Cilions also programed in that the master had to do everything in his power to teach the new generation, this was done to keep one generation from living forever. But there was a flaw in the time bomb because the generations never died afterwards they kept living, or at least their minds did. Their bodies after the first 500 years became old and they died but not before their consciousness was transferred to a new body, they were then born again like everyone else and lived a life similar to the one the just left although they didn’t have any of the powers and they couldn’t heal themselves but the kept their memories . Now that they had died once they died again once they aged enough or was killed. Since the gifted ones there have been 30 more generations, generations 2 and 3, and so on. And in the year 2018 the 31st generation will begin to realize that they have certain powers, they will turn 22 and begin to have dreams about who they really are.
The older of the two generations is programed to give the amulet of that power to the younger generation as soon as they are sure they have the right person. The older generation would start to age like a normal human again starting where they left off when they put the amulet on. They would then teach their apprentice until they died at the age of 70
Modi turned a corner to find his car and two others in a pile and engulfed in flames. Running to his car at normal speed because he had used his energy to get here, he ripped the driver’s side door open to find the limp lifeless body of jack. Quickly he took his amulet off and put it around jack’s neck, and then he reached for the seat buckle swearing as he saw that jack had not put it on. He then dragged jack out of the car and carried him over away from the road where he laid him down. “Come on get up, wake up don’t you dare die on me come get up damn you” yelled Modi as he jostled Jack around crying. “Don’t die this is not what is supposed to happen get up get up.” Modi took off the amulet and put it back around his own neck and then felt heavy arms drag him back from the corpse. “No don’t” yelled Modi trying to get away. But the arms held fast. “He’s gone there’s nothing you can do” said an unknown voice.
teamwork
Teamwork
Teamwork is working together to get something accomplished. What I’ve found is teamwork only works in sports where every move is practiced and drilled into your brain the same as what is right and wrong is. The military also has teamwork but those are about the only two that have great teamwork on a large level. There is a smaller level and that’s between two people like cops who have been partners for a long time. Other than those times teamwork is bullshit one person always ends up doing most if not all the work. Either by his choice or by his “teammates” choice, so that’s why most of the time at school if my teacher says you can work with partners, I say can I work alone; because either way I’ll do all the work myself and this way I can get it done faster. Well there you have it you’ve wasted another good couple min reading this have a good day.
Teamwork is working together to get something accomplished. What I’ve found is teamwork only works in sports where every move is practiced and drilled into your brain the same as what is right and wrong is. The military also has teamwork but those are about the only two that have great teamwork on a large level. There is a smaller level and that’s between two people like cops who have been partners for a long time. Other than those times teamwork is bullshit one person always ends up doing most if not all the work. Either by his choice or by his “teammates” choice, so that’s why most of the time at school if my teacher says you can work with partners, I say can I work alone; because either way I’ll do all the work myself and this way I can get it done faster. Well there you have it you’ve wasted another good couple min reading this have a good day.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
well normally I would just copy and paste part of my story that I already have typed up but if you look at my other post I don't have word on this computer yet so no part 4 or 5 or whatever part is next, suck it up and take it like a man I know how much you all like my typing. so this week I will just type about different movies that I have seen and like for whatever reasons. 1st one I saw last night scary movie 2 my favorite parts of that movie were all the parts were someone was going to get killed by someone and they were all freaked out and just when they were about to get killed they turned around and did something to disable the thing that was going to kill them. there was this one part were Ray a homosexual man who has not yet come out of the closet is pulled under the bed by a clown that wants to kill him, and in horror style he was pulled under the bed with his fingers making scratch marks. now ray and this clown move the bed and stuff as the are fighting under it and you hear the clown say this is a game I like to play as he tries to kill ray. well then ray gets an idea and starts to rap the clown and then he tries to get away but ray pulls him back under the bed to Finnish the job. now that is only 1 movie but I have over 150 word which is all I need so I might do more next week
respect
respect
respect is what you want from people. maybe if they don't like you they still may respect you. The only way I can describe respect is, you can do something better than other people, because of whatever reason. so people respect that you can do (insert skill here) better than they can. or maybe if you are really good at something and then someone else is just as good as you at it, you say wow it they are just as good as me at this I respect them. I respect my older brother and some of my friends because they can mess around with computers and make them sing sweet songs and I can't, as I am writing this my computer doesn't have word because it has just been rebooted and wiped clean so instead of doing this on a word doc where I have many tools at my beck and call I have to do it on blogger which sucks, and I have to hand count my words and I can't copy and paste from my other word documents. excuse me as i shoot my self because this doesn't capitalize the beginning of my sentences screw it I'm not doing this anymore.
respect is what you want from people. maybe if they don't like you they still may respect you. The only way I can describe respect is, you can do something better than other people, because of whatever reason. so people respect that you can do (insert skill here) better than they can. or maybe if you are really good at something and then someone else is just as good as you at it, you say wow it they are just as good as me at this I respect them. I respect my older brother and some of my friends because they can mess around with computers and make them sing sweet songs and I can't, as I am writing this my computer doesn't have word because it has just been rebooted and wiped clean so instead of doing this on a word doc where I have many tools at my beck and call I have to do it on blogger which sucks, and I have to hand count my words and I can't copy and paste from my other word documents. excuse me as i shoot my self because this doesn't capitalize the beginning of my sentences screw it I'm not doing this anymore.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
part 4
They drove a little while before jack started to trust himself to say what he wanted. “This is kidnaping” he said. “No it’s not, you’re not a kid and I have no intention of going to sleep just yet” Said Modi. “What? No that’s not what I meant” said jack. Modi laughing said “I know what you mean, and well I don’t really care because me abducting you like this is for the safety of the world.” “believe it or not but you are more important than you think, and after what I show and tell you, you will come along with me of your own free will.” “You are part of a new generation.”
Later they drove into Modi’s drive way. “Well here we are… your new home.” He said getting out of the car and walking to the front door. “What do you mean my new home, I have a home already; and I want to go there now” Said jack. Modi unlocking the door said. “Can’t I’ve kidnaped you, now I’ll show you your room.” Jack seeing nowhere else to go reluctantly followed Modi into the house. “How long do I have to live here?” said jack as they entered a bedroom. “This room is yours. About ten years” Said Modi leaving the room. Little did he know it would be about ten minutes. “Can I go home and get my things” Jack asked. “Yes you can I guess, come here first” said Modi. Jack surprised at the answer followed Modi into a work room. “Here, put your leg up here” said Modi pointing to a stool. Jack did as he was told and lifted his leg to place it on the stool. Modi then took a police tracking band off of a table and put it around his leg then fastened it with two rivets. “What is this for” Jack said looking at the band like it was going to blow up. “well you’re going in my car and it’s clear that you don’t want to be here so if you are not back in 5 hours it will blow up and then you won’t have to be here” said Modi with a smile. “Here are my keys, don’t crash I like that car” he said showing Jack to the door.
Later they drove into Modi’s drive way. “Well here we are… your new home.” He said getting out of the car and walking to the front door. “What do you mean my new home, I have a home already; and I want to go there now” Said jack. Modi unlocking the door said. “Can’t I’ve kidnaped you, now I’ll show you your room.” Jack seeing nowhere else to go reluctantly followed Modi into the house. “How long do I have to live here?” said jack as they entered a bedroom. “This room is yours. About ten years” Said Modi leaving the room. Little did he know it would be about ten minutes. “Can I go home and get my things” Jack asked. “Yes you can I guess, come here first” said Modi. Jack surprised at the answer followed Modi into a work room. “Here, put your leg up here” said Modi pointing to a stool. Jack did as he was told and lifted his leg to place it on the stool. Modi then took a police tracking band off of a table and put it around his leg then fastened it with two rivets. “What is this for” Jack said looking at the band like it was going to blow up. “well you’re going in my car and it’s clear that you don’t want to be here so if you are not back in 5 hours it will blow up and then you won’t have to be here” said Modi with a smile. “Here are my keys, don’t crash I like that car” he said showing Jack to the door.
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