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Why DID the Chicken Cross the Road?

It's been bothering me and the McDonald's billboard NEVER has the answer. SO according to a compilation of quotes I found on the internet... here are the qualified candidates for a good answer:
“Why did the chicken cross the road?”

1. Plato: For the greater good.
2. Karl Marx: It was a historical inevitability.
3. Thomas de Torquemada: Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I’ll find out.
4. Timothy Leary: Because that’s the only kind of trip the Establishment would let it take.
5. Douglas Adams: Forty-two.
6. Nietzsche: Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes also across you.
7. Oliver North: National Security was at stake.
8. Carl Jung: The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt necessitated that individual chickens cross roads at this historical juncture, and therefore synchronicitously brought such occurrences into being.
9. Jean-Paul Sartre: In order to act in good faith and be true to itself, the chicken found it necessary to cross the road.
10. Ludwig Wittgenstein: The possibility of “crossing” was encoded into the objects “chicken” and “road,” and circumstances came into being which caused the actualization of this potential occurrence. 
11. Albert Einstein: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
12. Aristotle: To actualize its potential.
13. Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.
14. Salvador Dali: The Fish.
15. Darwin: It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.
16. Emily Dickinson: Because it could not stop for death.
17. Epicurus: For fun.
18. Ralph Waldo Emerson: It didn’t cross the road; it transcended it.
19. Johann Friedrich von Goethe: The eternal hen-principle made it do it. 
20. Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.
21. Werner Heisenberg: We are not sure which side of the road the chicken was on, but it was moving very fast.
22. David Hume: Out of custom and habit.
23. The Sphinx: You tell me.
24. Sappho: Due to the loveliness of the hen on the other side, more fair than all of Hellas’ fine armies.
25. Henry David Thoreau: To live deliberately… and suck all the marrow out of life.
26. Mark Twain: The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.
27. Stephen Jay Gould: It is possible that there is a sociobiological explanation for it, but we have been deluged in recent years with sociobiological stories despite the fact that we have little direct evidence about the genetics of behavior, and we do not know how to obtain it for the specific behaviors that figure most prominently in sociobiological speculation.
28. Joseph Stalin: I don’t care. Catch it. Crack its eggs to make my omelette.
29. Captain James T. Kirk: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.
30. Machiavelli: So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road, but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely chicken’s dominion maintained.
31. Hippocrates: Because of an excess of pleghm in its pancreas.
32. Andersen Consultant: Deregulation of the chicken’s side of the road was threatening its dominant market position. The chicken was faced with significant challenges to create and develop the competencies required for the newly competitive market. Andersen Consulting, in a partnering relationship with the client, helped the chicken by rethinking its physical distribution strategy and implementation processes. Using the Poultry Integration Model (PIM) Andersen helped the chicken use its skills, methodologies, knowledge capital and experiences to align the chicken’s people, processes and technology in support of its overall strategy within a Program Management  framework. Andersen Consulting convened a diverse cross-spectrum of road analysts and best chickens along with Andersen consultants with deep skills in the transportation industry to engage in a two-day itinerary of meetings in order to leverage their personal knowledge capital, both tacit and explicit, and to enable them to synergize with each other in order to achieve the implicit goals of delivering and successfully architecting and implementing an enterprise-wide value framework across the continuum of poultry cross-median processes. The meeting was held in a park-like setting, enabling and creating an impactful environment which was strategically based, industry-focused, and built upon a consistent, clear, and unified market message and aligned with the chicken’s mission, vision, and core values. This was conducive towards the creation of a total business integration solution. Andersen Consulting helped the chicken change to become more successful.
33. Johnny Cochran: The chicken didn’t cross the road. It was planted there by the police as part of a conspiracy to frame the species!
34. Rodney King: Why can’t the chicken just cross the road?
35. Bill Clinton: Did some one say Chicken McNuggets?
36. Moses: And God came down from heaven, and he said unto the chicken, “Thou shalt cross the road.” and the chicken did cross the road, and there was much rejoicing.
37. Richard Nixon: The chicken did not cross the road, I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road. I don’t know any chickens. I have never known any chickens.
38. Jerry Seinfeld: Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn’t anyone ever think to ask ‘what was this chicken doing out of his pen walking around all over the place anyway?’
39. Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken did cross the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.
40. Bill Gates: I have just released the new Chicken Office 780. Which will not only cross roads but will also lay eggs and file your important documents. And Explorer is an inextricable part of the Chicken Coop 98 operating system.
41. Oliver Stone: The question is not “Why did the chicken cross the road” But it is rather, “Who was crossing the road at the same time, and whom have we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing”
42. Darwin: Chickens, over great periods of time have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically predispositioned to cross roads.
43. Grandpa: In my day we didn’t ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us he had and that was good enough for us.
44. Police Department: Give us five minutes with the chicken and we’ll find out.
45. Dr. Seuss: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes!  The chicken crossed the road, But why it crossed, I’ve not been told!
46. MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.: I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads, without having their motives called into question.
47. SADDAM HUSSEIN: This was an unprovoked act of rebellion…  We are quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.
48. RONALD REAGAN: What chicken? I don’t remember any chicken…
49. BILL CLINTON: I did NOT cross the road with THAT chicken. That do you mean by chicken? Could you define chicken please?
50. FOX MULDER: You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross before you believe it?
51. Colonel Sanders: I missed one?
52. JERRY FALWELL: Because the chicken was gay! Isnt it obvious? Cant you people see the plain truth in front of your face? The chicken was going to the other side. Thats what they call it: the other side. Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay. And, if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boycott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media whitewashes with seemingly harmless phrases like the other side. That chicken should not be crossing the road. Its as plain and simple as that.
53. PAT BUCHANAN To steal a job from a decent, hardworking American.
54. ARISTOTLE It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
55. KEN STARR I intend to prove that the chicken crossed the road at the behest of the president of the United States of America in an effort to distract law enforcement officials and the American public from the criminal wrongdoing our highest elected official has been trying to cover up. As a result, the chicken is just another pawn in the presidents ongoing and elaborate scheme to obstruct justice and undermine the rule of law. For that reason, my staff intends to offer the chicken unconditional immunity provided he cooperates fully with our investigation. Furthermore, the chicken will not be permitted to reach the other side of the road until our investigation and any Congressional follow-up investigations have been completed. (We also are investigating whether Sid Blumenthal has leaked information to the Rev. Jerry Falwell, alleging the chicken to be homosexual in an effort to discredit any useful testimony the bird may have to offer, or at least to ruffle his feathers.)
56. LOUIS FARRAKHAN The road, you will see, represents the black man. The chicken crossed the black man in order to trample him and keep him down.

NaNoWriMo- ...wwwwaaaiittt for iiitttttt!!!!

Hey! I hope everyone who celebrated it had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Mine was delightful and very very very filling with piles of mashed potato's and a river of gravy! The Turkey was a delish dish! But that's not what I have to tell you about! I have one last thing to add to my Thankful list that I compiled last week, and that iiisss!!!!!! ... I WON THE NANOWRIMO CHALLENGE! After a month of throwing caution to the wind and getting no sleep I finally finished. I wrote 50,000 words. Good Riddance, November! My family is very thankful seeing that I no longer have an excuse and I have to stop putting it off. Time to go shower, wash my face, eat something, clean and DUST, and then finally, oh quilted bed, time to jump into you and snuggle up! SLEEP HERE I COME!!! If I understood it correctly, when I am absolutely finished with the book, there will be the opportunity for me to sell my story on Amazon.com. Now I'm not going to sit here and type out a long paragraph or two about how you HAVE to buy it if when I put it for sale..... may you please BUY IT BUY IT BUY IT BUY IT BUY IT!!?!! 

Updated Synopsis:

Sophie Decker is a woman of many talents and she has many friends who love her in spite of themselves. She has it all, an underground mansion, billions of dollars, trustworthy companions, a happy, quiet, independent life that she planned on living out to the end of her days. One problem though, she's an ex spy and her old life just rang. The woman who hates her cell, answers for once in her life and she's flung back into the world of espionage. At only the age of twenty Sophie has been retired for three years and now she must meet up with her old team (the spazy, crazy, loud, rebellious, lovable, friends that can be bizarrely mature at times) Evie, Grace and Haley. They are chased by arms dealers from New York to DC all they way over to Colorado, then down to Texas, a quick trip out of the country to Canada, and finally over to Hollywood. The good guys think they're bad guys, famous guys aren't what they seem, insane people are sane, up is down and right is left. Follow these four women through a world of spy's and sheer randomness.

Black Friday

Believe it or not, this Friday is in NO WAY related to the Black Plague! Or Rebecca Black's song, Friday. And the city isn't attacked by some massive Black Out! What it really is a combination of all three that results in awesome things knocked down to low prices, burning calves, sore feet, hungry tummies, and all your Christmas shopping DONE! I only obtained one injury on this years trip! Some woman ran me over with her cart, but heeyy no biggy. It's not like that TV won't be there in a few days or that my life isn't important or anything -_- Here are some pictures and videos of the mass mayhem that results in this gloriously hectic day! :)

Happy Thanksgiving

The Thinker Team will be absent for the rest of the week (except Black Friday. I mean I HAVE to record that!)! Have a happy Thanksgiving, we are so thankful for you, our followers. Loves! ~The Thinker Team

Moo Point

I cracked up SO hard while watching this. In the future, if you read something I, Random Thinker 1, have written and I use the word, "Moo," it's because of this video clip. Moo, in my book, is equivalent with "duh," or "it doesn't matter."

Thankful For our Troops

In the spirit of Thanksgiving and thankfulness I would like to make a shout out to all of those in the armed forces or who have family members and friends in the military. The Thinker Team is very much thankful for the service you do for our nation. Keep up the good work, Troops! :) 

Plans and Thankfulness

What is everyone doing for the holidays? -Random Thinker 2

Hey! I was surfing through the radio stations the other day and was shocked to find out that they already had a station up for Christmas music to play 24/7!!! I absolutely love Christmas, but I think it's sad that Thanksgiving is slowly being forgotten. So, now that I have my very tiny minor rant out of the way! ... let me just tell you what I'm thankful for!

Here is my list:
I'm thankful for...
My Savior~ big families: means I don't have to cook this Thanksgiving! WOOP!~ loving friends~ my computer~ my home~ the heater~ sweatpants~ big coats~ old movies and big quilts~ warm socks~ the bright sun~ electricity: because I couldn't do half of my work without it~ music: brings joy to my life no matter what~ Food on the table and in the cupboards and fridge~ A car that runs~ coupons~ nice employees in Publix~ My dog when she does funny things: like jumping instead of running across the yard~ easy laughter~ simple life~ my bobble head Dwight~ New York Giants doing well this year~ The new Sherlock Holmes movie will be out soon! NO MORE WAITING!~ Spell-check ~the right to voice my beliefs~ the internet~ good books and warm coffee~ Peppermint mocha coffee from Starbucks!~ Scotty McCreery winning American Idol~ good smelling detergent~ variety of vibrant colors: I mean, have you ever just stared at the color of your surroundings?~ My ability to live without the controlling need to text 24/7~ variety of fingernail polish~ pictures that capture the happy moments~ sweet smiles from strangers~ the smell of the morning~ meeting new people~ finding out a family member no longer has cancer~ when people give me random gifts that I love~ people who ask how you are and stick around to hear the answer~ imaginations~ originality~ the funny conversations held by my friends and me~ good memories~ bad memories: without them how would you be able to appreciate the good?!~ being healthy~ sweet smelling shampoo~ the library~ well built roads: even though some of them are aggravating they aren't as bad as most of the roads in Italy!~ turn signals~ rules and order~ general cleanliness~ individual personalities of each person in the world~ knowing how to remove that yellow gunk from fingernails when you remove the polish: if you'd like to know how to do this, just ask me!~ Thanksgiving free bee's!~ two strong legs to walk around on and enjoy the outdoors

That's it for now! :) I will add to it as I think of more, but what are you thankful for this Thanksgiving?- Random Thinker 1

This Blog's Rating

Ohmigosh! Okay so I went to a blog, and found a link to another blog, which brought me to this thing that could rate OUR blog and guess what! This blog, the one you are currently on, reading, liking, enjoying, JOINING, following, you know, this one, is rated PG-13!!! Why? Because it says "bomb" 3x's... well four now and kill once (now twice). Please leave a comment and share your thoughts. Do you think the PG-13 rating is accurate? Do you even care? Do you think it's spot on and just think I'm over reacting? xD lol

Here is the link to rate your blog :)

Drawing Contest

Hey everyone! I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but I'm dreadful when it comes to art! I can't draw, though I'm pretty wicked with stick figures. So, I have a challenge for anybody who wants to step up to the plate! I'm trying to design my book cover and I have a good idea, I think. The story takes place with them in an interrogation room and shows off unique things about them.

Here's what I was thinking:
1. The setting is in a shadowy interrogation room.
2. There are four women, three blondes and a brunette. The brunette's curly hair should be shown off.
3. I want the main focus to be around their feet, where each person wear's different shoes and around their hands. The hands are on the table, under the table, resting on a cheek...ect. Also, the one on the far right has long blonde hair, I want to capture that in the cover too.
4. I don't want any of their faces shown on the book cover. Somehow make their face hidden in the shadows or by the table or their hair.
5. The interrogation light is at an angle that shoes their feet more then their faces.

Unique things about each person from left to right, so you can add them into the photo if needed:
Evie: brown curly hair, loves flip flops and light blue jeans
Grace: loves guns and wears either rain boots or ratty tennis shoes
Haley: where's fancy clothing. Even her street clothes are nice. She wears combat boots and picks at the gold polish on her nails.
Sophie: has long blonde hair (comes to the waist), wears ratty converse shoes that are either black or rainbow checkered.

Here is a very poorly drawn example of what I'm looking for:

What do you earn for submitting a drawing? Possibly your art on the cover of a book! :D

How should you submit? Either leave it in the comments box or email it to this address: th3.think3rs@gmail.com

What do I submit? You can draw the picture, take the picture, paint the picture, photo shop the picture, eat the picture, dress it up and take it to dinner. Lol I don't care about the format so long as it's visible and meets what I'm looking for.

When does this contest end? I'm not sure for now, but let's say ... until the end of this November.  I found out! :D You have until June of 2012 to complete this contest. 

Questions? Leave them in the comments box please :) 

Song of the Week Results

Mama Said by The Shirelles	1 (33%)
Hero (Original) by Enrique Iglesias	3 (100%)
The River by Good Charlotte	2 (66%)
We Are The World 25 For Haiti	3 (100%)
Who Are You When I'm Not Looking by Blake Shelton	3 (100%)
You and I by Lady Gaga	2 (66%)
Someone Like You by Adele	3 (100%)

Votes so far: 3 

Chapter 7 half way done with my book and half way done with NaNoWriMo! :)

Casey Affleck (for those of you who don't know what he looks like)

NaNoWriMo Update: 

1. I'm up to 34916 words! Which means I have about 31% to go! ...is my math right on that?

2. When I started this I read all these things about how NaNoWriMo kills you and you don't get a lot of sleep because you're striving to finish before the end of the month. I didn't really believe all of it. WELL I DO NOW! I've written two chapters in two days and have gotten little to no sleep! O_O 

Okay so this scene is really important to me. It introduces Mick, a very important character, and it tells what his story is, why he needs their help, what he did. This scene gives explanations. So my question for you all is: does it make sense? Is it too cliche, are there parts that don't really fit? I would love your feedback! I always do :) Sorry it's such a long excerpt, the scene just wouldn't make sense if I only used part of it. 
ENJOY! :D 

Haley, Evie and Eli came back to the booth with serious faces. Everyone who was already there quickly snapped into defensive mode. The look on Eli’s face made Keegan scan the room for suspicious characters.

     “What did you see?” Keegan asked Eli, somehow making himself look like Josh Duhamel from Transformers in the process.

     “I thought I saw Mick!” Eli hissed.

     If Mickey was near, then that meant answers were coming and that danger was closer. In one motion, the group tensed and searched the sea of people for their friend’s face. Half of their party had a hand on one of their own multiple concealed guns. Shawn had his fingers rapped around the handle of his combat knife. Haley nervously picked off the loose fuzz that had stuck to Jason’s cape.

     “I see you’re still the Fashion Nazi,” a warm voice reached the group’s ears. Everyone twitched in surprise and starred at the man of medium build who suddenly appeared next to Haley.

     Haley stopped fidgeting with Jason’s cape and stared at the man. He looked so different, matured.

     “When did you get facial hair?” Sophie asked, her voice slicing through the thick near trance the group had fallen into.

     “After graduation,” Mick laughed. He bent down and hugged short Sophie. He’d grown a few inches too.

     “Yuck,” Grace coughed. She glared at Mickey.

     “I love you too Grace!” Mickey smiled at her and went to give her a hug but she moved away, force of habit. “Still don’t like me, eh?”

     She simply glared.

     Evie sheepishly smiled at Mick and he acknowledged her presence. Keegan and Eli both shook his hand, exclaiming their joy in seeing him again safely. Jason gave him a bro hug and Haley merely nodded her head, eager to learn why they were helping him.

     “And who is this?” Mick’s voice turned mocking. “Little Shawn Cassidy is that you?”

     Shawn didn’t look amused.

     “Oh come on Shawn! He didn’t mean harm!” Sophie smacked Shawn in the arm, then rapped her other arm around Mick’s waist in a half hug.

     “Shawn Cassidy? As in the Shaun Cassidy, the one with great hair?” Grace questioned, mollified now that she had someone to tease. She’d never heard his last name before.

     “My mom had a crush on Shaun Cassidy,” Shawn explained with chagrin.

     “His full name is Shawn Butch Cassidy!” Jason threw that information out there, for whoever wanted to use it.

     Shawn stared at Jason so severely Jason shut up. Everybody discussing his name was reminding him too much of High School.      When Shawn wasn’t cracking a joke Grace realized that he looked a little like Milo Ventimiglia.

     “Well aren’t we getting off to a good start?” Haley clapped her hands together and everyone snapped into attention.

     “We should take this to a more secure location,” Keegan said.

     Everyone apparently agreed, because they followed him too the door.

     As they shoved their way through the swarms of bodies, the group heard a harsh noise right next to them. Sophie and Haley cringed to hear the screeching.

   “Drunk and tone-deaf. Never a good combination,” Mick laughed at the couple singing bad karaoke near them.

     The group, Mickey included, climbed into their huge Hummer and silently drove through the meatpacking district. Eli parked the car on a quiet street; he left the engine on. The two teams sat rigidly in their seats, half of them searching the darkened neighborhood with their weapons ready. The other half gazed intently at Micky, eager for explanations.

     “Lighten up guys, we’re perfectly safe!” Mickey laughed.

     The group stared at him with unsure eyes. The white moon glared through the tinted windows casting an eerie hue.

     “We haven’t been safe for the last 48 hours. They are everywhere,” Keegan mumbled and looked out his window at a couple stumbling their way home, the same drunk couple from the club.

     “You sound so cryptic!” Mickey chuckled.

     “What is going on?” Evie begged. She’d let the reunions and friendly teasing go on for far too long. She was on the verge of losing her patience to curiosity. 

     Mickey sighed. His Casey Affleck green eyes searched Evie’s as he began to fill them in.

     In his usual frank way, Mick got to the point. “About a year ago I received a letter from D.I.S. which stated that they believed me to be a mole. The twenty men in front of me were to haul me in for questioning, which they did. A year ago, they claimed to have found evidence against me; they wrongfully convicted me. I escaped.” Mick’s eyes shown with pride. “I’m sorry I was so illusive before, I can’t be too careful. An arms dealer is after me too.”

     The group starred at him with wide eyes. Sophie and Grace inched further away from him.

     They let Keegan handle the questioning.

     “Mick, is this true?” Keegan asked seriously.

     “Why would I tell you anything else?” Mick answered with his own question.

     “Dude! You were known for being the biggest prankster our graduation year,” Jason pointed out.

     “If I remember correctly, you were the bigger prankster,” Mick jeered back. Looking Keegan dead in the eye, Mick said, “I’m not lying to you. What I have told you is true. I need your help to prove my innocence. I can’t keep running like this. You are all my last resource; my last hope.”

     “What can we do?” Eli asked from the front seat.

     “Sophie, Shawn, are you still good at hacking computers?” Mick asked of the two dorky nerds.

     "Still good? I'm the best there is!" Shawn looked offended.

     "Boy, I beg to differ!" Sophie put her hands on her hips and her brow furrowed begging for a challenge.

     "You're not that good!" Shawn argued with her.

     "I wasn't saying I was the best, I was saying that Adrian is," Sophie huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

     "Stop. I just wanted to know if you could still do it," Mick hushed them. "Can you handle a large challenge? Can you hack into the F.B.I. and D.I.S.?” He searched for a simple answer.

     "Yes," Shawn and Sophie said in unison.

     "Great. Haley, Jason, are you both capable of scouting out locations and Haley, are you still into disguises?" Mick continued to verify their skills.

     "You bet your sorry wanted head that we are," Haley confirmed.

     "We're all still well practiced in our high school training. They've been refined to skills," Grace rolled her eyes. Only three years had passed, how long did he think it'd been?

     "Good. I need you all to," here Mick stopped to take a suspenseful breath. "I need you all to prove my innocence, hack into databases and obtain some documents. We have to," Mick abruptly stopped.

     "Go on!" Evie urged after a moment of silence.

     Mick heard Evie but settled his eyes on Shawn. “We need to go to DC.”

     Sophie and Keegan held their breath. They knew how Shawn was about the government. Like Sophie, he was a bit of a conspiracy theorist, but he took it to a completely different level.

     “No, absolutely not! That’s like walking straight into the lion’s den!” Shawn started to rant, but stopped.

     Mick didn’t argue or protest. He simply lowered his head in anticipated disappointment.

     “For, Mick, Shawn,” Sophie whispered.

     Shawn stared at his golden shoes and didn’t answer, but he didn’t argue either.

     “We have to illegally break into the government databases?” Keegan asked Mick.

     “Yes,” Mick solemnly said.

     The group knew how dangerous this job would be, but they trusted Mick’s innocence. They couldn’t have him go down for something he didn’t do. What if the rolls had been reversed? Some of the members were skeptical of the whole operation and it’s safety, but as a whole, they agreed to assist their friend. Haley held a grudge against the agency, so she was all for proving them wrong.

     “What are we supposed to do in DC?” Eli asked. He was twisted around in the front seat and no longer looking out the windshield.

     “The F.B.I. poses photos which could put me on death row. D.I.S. was trying to get their hands on them, but the process took to long, that’s when I made my break,” Mick informed them.

     “Put you on death row,” Keegan repeated.

     “The photos are… compromising, but taken out of context,” Mick began. “They prove everything, yet prove nothing. The pictures were taken while I was on a mission. They will use those pictures against me, to prove I spoke with the arms dealer. I did nothing wrong, they’re twisting the facts,” Mick’s voice cracked. “We need to retrieve them first. The arms dealer on my tail, the one who you’ve run into no doubt, is in those pictures. If D.I.S. or I produce those documents, it’ll reveal who he is in the process. He is the true mole. If you see those photos, not only will his dealings become known, but his true identity will be revealed. I’m the only person to have seen his face; if those photos are taken by D.I.S. then I will not have been the only one to see him. If D.I.S. gets a hold of them we’re both screwed. If I get them, I can destroy them. The dealer is following me so he can get them first, you are all just witnesses he needs to take out,” Mick explained in extreme detail.

     “I got your back Mick; I believe you,” Sophie comforted.

     “Knew I could count on you Soph,” Mick slightly smiled at her and patted her hand.

     Grace’s eyes shot suspiciously between the pair.

     “The Dealer is Felix Boscov, yes?” Keegan quickly asked.

     “No,” Mick answered, his eyebrows nit together.

     Why was Boscov following them? If he was not the one Mick was talking about, then they had two Arms Dealers hunting them and now they were agreeing to support Mick, turning D.I.S. against them.

     “What’s our first move?” Keegan slowly wondered. If Mick had not been the good friend Keegan knew him to be, Keegan would have turned him into D.I.S. himself. They were all taking a big risk. 

     “We’re going to DC,” Mick answered.

     “To Da Capitol then,” Jason said.

     “Politicians, F.B.I., Secret Service,” Shawn scowled. D.I.S. was the only government organization he trusted; even now, his trust of the agency was wary. Somewhere in his past he’d formed a distaste for men in black suits and government badges. It’s pretty safe to say he was just paranoid.

     “We’re going to attend a ball,” Mick half smiled. He failed to mention this before.

     “Excuse me?” Sophie raised an eyebrow.  

     “The only chance we’ll have at getting those photos is during a ball that the President will be throwing in a week. Now we finally get to see Sophie in a strapless gown!” Mick full out 

Chapter 6 of my NaNoWriMo Book! :)

Here is the sixth installment of my story. I recently finished chapter 7, so there' some good news! And I changed the name of my book, once again. Originally the book was called Welcome To The Jungle... Of Espionage. I was told by quite a few people that that was a really long title. I'm also making this book into a series of four. If I left the title that long the rest of the series would be called that! So now my title is Comic Intelligence, because it's a spy comedy. What are your thoughts on the title change? AND OF COURSE, what are your thoughts of this excerpt?


However, Morgan finally let the curiosity get to her. Another tell that she was Sophie’s younger sister was that neither of them could wait for surprises long. Sophie was a little more obnoxious with it though.

     “Okay, forgive me for not knowing, but who is Mickey? Like, I know of him, but I don’t know him. Who is he?” Morgan exploded with the question.

     “Friend.” - “Friend.” - “Old High school chum.” - “Jerk!” -   “Bully.” - “A dude I had some classes with.” - “Her friend.” - “Ex.”

     Morgan got so many different answers; she raised her brows in confusion and starred at them. “Okay? …” She said, not quite sure of an appropriate reaction.

     “We all knew him. Some of us more then others,” Sophie shrugged.

     “Okay, then why is he so important if only some of y’all knew him?” Morgan was still confused as to why they were risking their lives for a guy that only some of them knew and for a reason that none of them were aware of.

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      This is the moment in the movies where they’d have the big reveal type of moment. The moment where the main dude tells his history, reveals a little more about himself, the why, the who, the where, the when, and the how.  Now you’ve probably observed that the gals and I are what some would like to call “Chatty Cathay’s”. Ha! …Well it’s true. We babble for long periods of time and would never stop talking if nobody told us too. So, allow me to tell you the short version of our conversation.

            Evie, Keegan, Eli, Jason and I were friends of Mickey back in high school, but he bullied Shawn and Grace never liked him. Shawn was a bit of a dork and Mickey always picked on him, according to Shawn that is. I never saw him be mean to Shawn. I thought Mickey was a pretty swell guy, myself. The reason Grace never liked him was because he dated Evie for a time and she was convinced that he was cheating on her. I honestly didn’t think he was and neither did Evie. Eventually Evie and Eli broke up and it wasn’t pretty. Evie cried for a real long time (I spent a fortune on tissues!), but they remained friends. Haley could care less about him.

            Now hold on a second, if we were all his friends, then how come we didn’t know each other before? Why didn’t we as a group know Jason, Keegan, Eli, and Shawn? That’s what my sister wanted to know and the answer is simple. It was easily explained to her because she’s apart of the D.I.S. program. We all knew Mickey, but not each other because we flew in different crowds. D.I.S. is a huge school. The building is located on and inside of a mountain for crying out loud. Shawn and I had science classes with Mickey. Some of the guys shared the same Defense Training class with him. We all just had various classes with the man. That was the weird thing about Mick. Generally, a D.I.S. student chose a field to study and stuck with it. I chose the lab, the sciences, so I had many classes in the lab. I wasn’t limited to them, but they were the bulk of my studies. Grace liked weapons and combat. Haley had the arts and sciences and Evie had combat and the sciences along with me. We had other classes too, they were required so that we could become reliable spy’s, like defense training and learning different languages. However, the sciences and combat were our specialties. I had history on the side. Every student in that school was in a team of four. It was something unique to D.I.S. There was always a group of four. So the weird thing about Mickey was that he knew everybody, he had a group, but he wasn’t attached to them. They were just assigned faces. He seemed to fit into everyone’s team. He took all the classes, mandatory or not. 

            Finally, let me tell you why we helped him out. One reason is, five of us were his friends, and one didn’t care, so we overruled the other two. Grace, Shawn and Haley had our backs; they’re our friends, so they decided to help us for the adventure and for loyalty. We helped Mickey because he was a friend, the popular guy. He was in need of help, so we were doing our best to help him.

            Yes, that’s the short version!

            On with the story!

Fast Food Folk Song (at the Taco Bell Drive-Thru)

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The Perfect Bathroom Trip

Do you have the perfect bathroom plan? Bahahah I laughed so hard when I saw this video! 

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