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          Its been a long wait but Bigfoot has finaly mad a public apearance. Somewere in rural south dakota the big hairy beast has been netted. At first no one knew what it was. An ape, a man, possibly both?

          The common misconception that we see on TV and in cinema is that bigfoot is the  'missing link' between man and ape. The reality is that bigfoot is a decendant of man. The offspring of centuries worth of wild natural breeding and mutation.

        After they got the animal into a zoocage it strutted around smelling and not looking anyone in the eyes. He had a snobby look on his face that lended the idea that he was superior in everyway to his capturs.

        Long ago when man came to this vast uninhabited continent. Way up north were the summers are short and the winters last forever mother nature looked on her forgotten son and had mercy. First she equiped him with a thick fur that protected against cuts as well as the cold. This was easy enough considering men are very hairy to begin with. Next she improved his sense of smell and hearing to the point were he could walk around with a blindfold on and be perfectly aware of his souroundings. finaly a strong set of claws matched with sturdy well designed teeth completed the transformation. With the instincts of the average woodsman and the strength of the average construction worker Bigfoot is a magnificant force of nature.

     Some even suggest that the animal can sense danger like spiderman and this is the reason why it has remaind so elusive. It sounds like a tall tale but this miracle has been documented for some time. One of our presidents even claimed to have had an encounter. the only thing lacking up until this point is physical evidence, a specimen.

    Four adventurers claim they have a body of our bigfoot and DNA evidence supporting their claim. The discovery was made in the northern woodland of Georgia and the evidence is going to be revieled in a press conference on friday.

          Adventure, excitment, EXCELSIOR, these were the emotions of four teenagers who had just set sail upon the american interstate highway system. Given to us as wings by the great Dwight David Eisenhauer. Only if Ike could see us now.  

      We were leaving the north behind and fully ready to embrace the confederate states. We reached Pennsylvania swiftly and knew that the journey had begun. When I saw a sign for Erie, PA the first thing that came to my mind was a movie, The Wonders. It was appropriate to switch my ipod to "doin that thing you do" and ride out the moment. We stopped to gas up and were suprised at the service. Full service gas station with no additional cost. The boys were doing heavy buissness as the cars lined up five deep. There were also a few large semi-trucks at the diesel station. I got out to stretch my legs and, beeeep, almost a collision as a red pickup dashed for the stations entrance. The person wearing sunglasses and a tan who was filling our tank winced in anxiety. I was glad to see the Penns living up to their old motto,  "Virtue, Liberty, and Independence."

   With God, All Things Are Possible. And with god we missed our bridge that would have put us into West Virginia. Instead we had to ride Highway 7 along the mighty Ohio River for two-hundred miles. By this time night had fallen and scenes from  The hills have eyes flashed through my head. Highway 7 took us straight through good old Ohio. there weren't any other cars on the road and the only buissneses were your occashional beer hall and steal plant.

     At three in the morning it was time to stop and get a motel. Wytheville, West Virginia had a Red Roof In sitting adjacent to a Waffle House. Obviously this was the perfect place to recharge for the rest of the journey. I guess its pretty easy to become isolated high up in those mountains. despite being sourounded by some of our naitons largest and most influential cities the West Virginians stay true to their motto as well, The Mountains will always be free. At three in the morning there was a shirtless man covered with dark tatoos there to greet us and asign us to our room. The mountains were the most beautiful thing i have seen in a long time. Those valleys with the cows and horses felt like a dream.   

    "Lets Go, come on Lets Go!" zzvrooom. A motorcycle caught all of our eyes when it bolted past us going about 85 through the mountains. The driver had military clothing on and a camo backpack that looked like it was from the coast guard. 

...To Be Continued....         

          Washington has been fighting a war on terror for almost a decade now. We were viciously attaked here at home and our soilders continue to be a target for religious extremists abroad. 

        We aren't the only ones fighting this fight. In China's Xinjiang province, site of a sporadically violent rebellion by local Muslims against Chinese rule, sixteen police officers were killed just days before the opening cerimony of the Olympic games. A group of about thirty officers were jogging in the city of Kashgar when a pickup truck slammed into them and the two attackers then set off bombs. The incident happened ofly close to the afganistan boarder and the area is known for being a great hidding spot for terrorist training camps.

          In Xinjiang, a local Turkic Muslim people, the Uighurs, have chafed under Chinese rule, fully imposed after the communists took power nearly 60 years ago. Occasionally violent attacks in the 1990s brought an intense response from Beijing, which has stationed crack paramilitary units in the area and clamped down on unregistered mosques and religious schools that officials said were inciting militant action.

      When most of the time Washington and Beijing represent polar oposites, the reality is that we are very similar and have to deal with many of the same challenges.

  Yes I did boast about breaking the law on the internet because 1) no one is reading this accept a few thousand chill people from detroit  2) I could easily enough say i was lieing 3) In the words of Eminem, I'm a crimminal. 

  Did I spell Pittsberg wrong? i wouldn't know, maybe because I'm not realy from there. Middevil guesed it I'm from kentucky. My future school was in a post for a short time but thanks for the heads up, i deleted it. Were on here does it say my name? I'm at least smart enough to have my identity remain incognito to a bunch of psycho's. And my face looks like everyone elses you wouldn't be able to pick me out of a lineup. Things are changing anyways they dont arrest you for stupid BLEEP like fake ID's. You're just to old to have to worry about it. Maybe thats why the republicans can't get anyone under the age of fifty to vote for them because everyone is a tight as* nasty old, unfun LOSER.*  

 Have you enough guts to ever go to a foreign country, break the law, and then write about it on the internet. I dont think so, so why do you think you have enough guts to hate on somebody that does. Do you even know what the word adventure means.  

  And my mother is a hard working american that you owe your life to. You wish she smoked crack because then i wouldnt be here to rain on your parade. Your mom must be ashamed of raiseing a jacka** pus*y little beotch.

* I know theres a lot of cool poeple here but my posts always seem to attract critisizm from these apes.

   A friend of mine made a suggestion that we should travel somewhere. We have been wasting away the summertime and have had a lack of adventure. After pondering for a while we decided we would make a journey to an enchanted city of mystery and marvel, Toronto. 

    We threw thirty-five bucs in the gas tank of my parents hundi sonata, took one hundred a piece out of the ATM and were off heading straight for the United States boarder at full speed. In a flash the states were behind us and there was nothing ahead but the open roads of the Queen Elizabeth  Expressway. If you have a need for speed this is the place to quench the thirst. It is nessisary to go 80mph just to keep up with traffic. I broke 100 for the first time in my life and I'll take that momentom with me for a while. 

   I was impressed with the city when we finaly arrived. it had many tall buildings and they all looked very well built. the highway was elevated a few hundred feet off the ground and it felt like I was soaring through the skyline as we entered the city. Yonge street is the name of the main street and on both sides it is lined with five star resterants and stores and shops of all kinds. There were sneeker stores, CDs and DVD shops. After parking the car we headed straight for our main objective. The legendary suvenier shop where you can buy a fake ID for 45 dollors from a charming middle-eastern man. They take a picture of you right there and you can become a resident of any state have any name and the best part is you can chose your own age. I am now 22 years old and live in Detroit. Hopfully the fake identification will allow me to enter a bar or two. O yea a colledge ID also comes with the deal. I am now a proud student of Michigan State University. GO SPARTANS.

  I was most interested in seeing what kind of people are living just across the lake. I have heard stories about how diverse toranto is and that it is truly an international city. I have also heard that liberals view it as the ideal place and everything that they strive for. It wasn't suprising to see T-shirts with barak O'bamas face on them. I was a bit suprised to see right next to it a T-shirt with a notorious communist activist from the carribean. Gueara or something? Also many posters and other propaganda negatively depicting our President Bush. What audacity, how big of balls to the canadians have to be disrespecting the leader of the United States when we share a boarder. I used to be pro-canadian and dreamed of a time when our two great nations would combine into one, but after surveying toranto i would vomit at the idea.

   In the 'times square' area, I only call it this because there is a large tv screen and street performers, it was jam packed with bystanders provided with tents and other provisions. Most of the people were asiana though there were a lot of middle easterners as well as african decent. the only european person i saw was a poor man playing the drums for money. Loads of french was being spoken. I was going to take photos of the city but my camera could not be found.

  We raced back to the states with blazing speed. this time hitting 115mph, surely a number to remember for a lifetime. one thing i can say about the canadians is that they know how to drive.  

    I didnt know what to excpect from my college orientation. I dont know one person that has the same major as me so i wont be seeing any fairmiliar faces in my classes. I was prepared for a stressful day of trying to fit in. Little did i know NOBODY knew anyone. it turned out that there was no "in" to fit to.

   I was suprised and delighted to find that a University is the greatest most wonderful place on the planet. The campus is a city. Made of libraries, laboratory's, lecture and dinning halls, dorms, classrooms and causways. Shuttle buses diligently speed around the grounds picking up any student and trollying him anywere. Theres a top knotch fitness center with an olympic swimming and diving pool. all around are statues and sculptures, one became the victem of vandalism. The spray paint read " Conform, Modify, Evolve" followed by a picture of a caveman.

    The day began with learning and reciting the al-amatter followed by a brief history of the school. One professor was available to give an introductory speech. already i have been supplied with a quote, "the goal of an educator is not to fill an empty vessel, but to ignite a fire."  And that my friend came from Socrates. 

   But without a dought the most refreshing attribute of my new place of learning is the girls, pretty, well kept, respectful girls. at the end of the day there was a precious gem spinning a batton. i got the information out of her that she does it with a marching band, also in individual competiitons. I didnt get her name though... another day, another day.

Dear Friends,

    The future of our country is at stake in this critical election year. This November, we will decide the direction our nation takes. That is why I hope you will demonstrate your allegiance at this crucially important time.

    Truly, I cannot thank you enough for your personal sacrifice and commiment to our country. Your exemplary loyalty to our nation combined with your willingess to fight for our core principles, greatly inspires me. You rank as one of our country's most faithful and you have in reality been the driving force behind all of our nations victories. Friends like you have consistently worked to help us keep america on a strong and prosperous course. Right now, we very much need your contunued support to help us redeam our good name.

  Let me be quite frank about what is at stake: if we fail to elect quality leadership in Washington D.C. Barak Obama, Hillary Clinton, Harry Ried and Nancy Pelosi will controle the White House.

 Our troops; brothers, sisters, and friends; will be recklessly handeled and our enemies will be handed the victory they deserve.

Goverment recorses will be spent on abolishing free health care practice*

    Without question, the 2008 elections present us with one of our greatest and most momentous challenges in years. Especially when you take into consideration that our opponents are more determined than ever before.

   Clearly there has never been a greater or more urgent need for the active service of each and every one of us. We simply must have the the financial resources neccessary to battle unprecedented special interest allies.

  We must be able to answer this challenge, If we are going to win these contests we must level the playing field and we must do so now.

We cannot succeed, and our enemies will prevail, without your support

Please, send your contribution of 50, 40, or even $25 in a posted envelope**

Your service to our nation is exceptional. I want to personally thank you for your past and ongoing support of our principles and our candidates for office.

Sincerely,  John McCain

*free as in free enterprise

**donations, mugs, T-shirts and hats available at JohnMcCain.com

     A 78-year-old Swedish man was rescued by the Danish coast guard after being found sleeping afloat in the Oresund Strait.

    Joe Scandenov had been drinking in the danish town of Helsingor when he realized he did not have enough money for the ferry ride home to Sweden.  "No problem", he said, "I'll row the 5kilometers to Helsingborg." 

  When He woke up our Swede was back in denmark and sobering up to catch the first ferry ride back across the Strait and away for this embarasing situation.

  The owner of the small boat involved declared not to press charges for theft. He commented, "We've all been there." 

     I was moving along quite smoothly until this letter jumped out and stole my attention.

Dear student,

President Bush recently signed a new law increasing annual and aggregate Stafford loan limits.  The new law provides undergraduate dependent and independent students the opportunity to apply for more education loan money.

The loan limit changes are outlined below:

*Increases the annual unsubsidized Stafford base limit by $2,000 for dependent undergraduate students.
*Increases the annual additional unsubsidized loan limits by $2,000 for independent undergraduate students, and dependent undergraduate students whose parent has been denied a PLUS loan.

*Increases the aggregate unsubsidized loan limit for undergraduate dependent students from $23,000 to $31,000 (no more than $23,000 can be subsidized).
*Increases the aggregate unsubsidized loan limit for undergraduate independent students from $46,000 to $57,500 (no more than $23,000 can be subsidized).

Please submit a Direct Loan Revision Request Form after July 1, 2008 if you are interested in borrowing the loan increase.

Sincerely,
Student Academic Records & Financial Services

     It may not be much, but at least someones lookin out for me.  According to this letter twenty-three thousand and five hundred dollors is available for my wise investment on top of any amount i have all ready been awarded. A selfless act of such gravity must have passed by our great leader and hailed his signature.  And a notification of this to be sincerely delivered to me, thank the lord. 

    Of course the money will have to be repaid in time.... plus interest. But thats all well and good considering by that time I'll be a colledge graduate. So enlightened with pricless knowledge that money will be coming in like illegal immigrants to Aztland. 

   Thats the plan and we're stickin to it. I won't be in debt for the rest of my life like everyone else.

   The oldest man on South Bass island claims to have had a conversation with Bessie. Growing up in Put-in-Bay Earl Grangerford has spent a lot of time fishing off of Gilbraltar island. He says he heard of the legendary aquatic inhabitant of his great lake but never expected to meet it face to face.   

  Mr. Grangerford was heading to visit his cousins on the far northern tip of the island and passing by Perry's Victory and Peace Memorial when all of the sudden he was awoken out of a daydream by a disterbance in the water. it was the sound of somebody weeping. Not as if a trifling event had just happend but as if the sorrow of a long gone event has materialized within a persons soul. Slightly resembling one singing the blues. 

"wooo bo ho, ooo nay."

"whats the matter here. who's in trouble. Do you need help?" shouted Mr. Grangerford

   The creature made a quick decent and splashed a little as it propelled itself with it's tail. Earl was about to turn and be on his way after concluding that it was only the July sun arousing his immagination when suddenly, Bessie jumped through the surface of the water in a dramatic fashion very close to the shore were our Earl was parked. "You would like to know why i am upset? Here at this very spot?"

Bessie went on to tell a long story of how his ancestors had traveled far away from distant waters and discovered this great lake which at the time seemed to be a paradise. right away they elected to stay here forever and do all that was withing their duty to see the place prosper. On a stroke of bad luck not long after Bessie was born man discovered this great lake and dicided to make it his duty to see the place prosper. By and by one man hails over another and he brings his friends and they get to multiplying until theirs so many that the next logical progression of activities comes to a fight.

Now this don't bother Bessie and his family much at first considering that man does his fighting on top of the water while sea creatures generaly stay below. quickly enough theres so much dibris that intrudes into the deep water and such a large percentage of fish that get gobbled up by the hungary combatants to consider the situation a farce.Bessie would occashionaly watch on of these contests and could not come within a mile of a educated guess of the gravity of these events unfolding infront of his eyes. there was no visible distinction between the two vessels besides the design of the flag flying atop each ship.

Soon enough all parties were mighty tired and ready for a little resolution. The men resolved to have one side of the lake fly one flag and the opposite to fly another.

Now poor Bessie who only wanted a small bit of water for his domain was completly left out of the treaty and no area of any part of the lake was left for his flag, not that he had one but should the time come when he did have a flag it would have no available place to be flown.

 Now heres old Bessie many many years after this tragedy and still without anybody having any consideration for him.

"i remember when i was the biggest fish in the pond and i was watching over this water. but then you came and errected this column here to remember the time when i was forgoten."

Earl looked at his pocketwatch only to become aware of the fact that he was late for lunch and had been wasting away the afternoon listening to a very old fish. He was on his way in an instant vowing not to speak to anyone of what he saw today.

Old Bessie let out a sigh and drifted away in a very meloncholy manner.        

i was watching all this from off in the distance and felt it was my duty to put it into words.

When president bush got elected in 2000 i was ten years old. Young and ignorent me was only made concious of the event via my parents, who by chance were republicans. Naturaly i wanted to be like my father and watched with my fingers crossed as those blessed red states apeared. Four years and one terrrorist attak later i was a freshman in high-school and exposed to a multitude of stimuli. One of these being a large click of pre-pubesent librals that dominate the political opinion of the school. you either had no opinion or were pushing for John Kerry with all your might. all it took from me was a few playful taunts and jokes to swing the election to a Bush victory. At the time i didnt understand why i was a republican, i just knew i was. If the September 11 attak never happened perhaps it would be a differnt story, but this is the way it was.

     four years of high-school does a lot to a person. We can all agree that this is a critical time period for development, both mentaly and physicaly. The matters that concern politics and political parties were completly absent from my mind during these four years. not an ounce of thought or consideration went into my opinion or stance at the time. I was occupied with chasing down pretty girls or bong hits...    But when senior year came around, and i had been marinating in a anti-establishment, liberal saterated enviroment , something amazing happened. I was handed a voter registration form by the most far lefted individual i have ever laid eyes on, the american literature teacher. And i circled "I" for independent. later i wrote in a journal, which was asigned by the same teacher to express who we endorsed for president, "i would like the chance to vote for Guliani or Obama because of their leadership abilities."

By this time another phenominal event had happened, the liberal click that had been known as the "nerd herd" and disrespected by all had taken power as the "in" crowd and became leaders in all fields. Starting with the arts, guitar club, battle of the bands, organization of student council activities. 

I struggled to publish articles in the sports section of our school paper despite being the most experienced in the field. Also once got into a heated argument concerning a contradiction in opinions expressed in one of my articles about the 2008 beijing olympics, and one published the week earlyer in the editorial section. My article ended up being published. I did not know it but his was my first taste of a political rivalry. Just in time for the begining of the primary season. Simoltaniuosly i became enlightened and saw my soroundings in a new light. i became aware of the fact that for the past eight years i had been coming under a barrage of mortar fire in the form of anti-administration sediment.

After attempting to swtich my registration to republican over the internet i still held a slight interest in OBama. something about him, he just looks good. Not until the media covered the campaigns of the candidates daily did i start to learn any facts about him. Once McCain became the republican nomine my political stance was firmly conservative. Then it began, i studied historic people like Dwight David Eisenhauer, and the contrast betweeon Paul Mcartney and John Lennon. Disected the song lyrics of Bob Dylan. Only after watching a Jack Black movie did i have a fantastic memory....Elvis! what unslefish act did man perform in order to recieve the grace that was Elvis Presley and his light. My McCain T-shirt, which was well worth the $25 donation, came in the mail and now i am ready.  Between reading Mark Twain, watching the military channel and Fox News, making sure to vote in the CNN online pole everyday, and ridding my bike everywere i can(to be an example of how to deal with gas prices), it was hard to find time to watch MTV or smoke the peace pipe. 

one day i turned on the tv and saw hilary was out of the race, thank God. all i needed was to see one clip of obama proffessing he had a different view of the future than McCain and a flashback to reverand wrights hateful speech. "i want to end the ball game in washington" Barak Obama.....

one thing this primary season has done was make me a devout practicing republican. also driving me to launch a massive inquiry of the democratic party and the struggle which began in the 1960s. i dont go to church on sunday but i bought a bebe gun and make sure to get a dose of ACDC or Wings daily.