I had the best intentions. Its supposed to not be nice today... rain showers later. I didn't get the chicks outside at all yesterday because I was just too tired and spent the morning in jammies and watching Jaws on TV. I cuddled with a few cats, made a great lunch, and then went off to work. All in all I probably killed the three spare hours before work easily. Today is a different story. I got up at 8:30, after about 6 hrs of sleep and fed hroses... then moved outside to get some work done on my computer. I brought the chicks out to play, but I'm worried. We need to get the coup done fast because sitting here I've seen a pair of bald eagles, a coopers hawk, a harris hawk, and a northern harrier 'wander by' all in the first hour.
I cleaned cages, stalls, and let horses out too. I've caught up on some of the stuff I'm working on, and am sitting here by the firepit watching the chickens learn a brand new fun game.

The Easter Egger chickies... the Ameracauanas... have discovered if you get into the flower beds and scratch, you can find worms and all sorts of cool bugs. When one finds a bug, all the others chase the one with the bug around until the bug is consumed (by whomever ends up with it). so now all the chickies are out comfortably weeding the garden. The Rhode Island Reds have put themselves to bed... they are fair weather flowers.... when it gets windy, which it is now, they tend to go to bed and stay there. Since the EE chickes are still in their wire cage, they don't have that option... so they are staying out still looking for bugs... juicy bugs.

I've never seen a creature love bugs so much.

My fearless leader hen, Sugar, just offered me what looks like a grub of some sort.... I think shes telling me she loves me. I need to charge the digital camera... but when I do, I'll take some pictures and show everyone. I really shouldn't be so obsessed with my chickens... .seriously... but they are a delight.

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Hey there Mizaharians. Y'all know me as Roscoe, or at least a good number of you do. I've been around for about 2 months-ish now since I returned and am enjoying it here. You're a great community and I look forward to many great posts and good times to come in the future, in the fast times and the slow(like now).

Anyways, I thought I'd do a little bit about who I am and all that for those who care to read. IRL my name is Jack. You can call me by that name or Roscoe, either one works. I've not met a PC named Jack yet so it wouldn't even be confusing . I'm 22 years old and I'm from Louisville, Kentucky, USA. Currently I live alone in a small town called Aliceville in Alabama(we're near Tuscaloosa for those who are aware of the area) where I serve as a pastoral intern to one of my best friends who is the pastor of our church. So basically I'm his secretary/assistant and often times his babysitter. My favorite color is purple and my favorite number is 4. My greatest aspiration in life is to become a farmer and build a legacy that I can leave behind for my kids when the time comes. In my free time I like to keep up with politics(I hope to do an internship on a campaign someday), read books, write(both on Mizahar and on my actual blog), and learn how to do new things(I'm learning to play harmonica at the moment). I love dogs but strongly dislike cats. I love movies and love to talk and write about them, except for comedies. I just don't like movies that are all about being funny, though I can make allowances for movies that are more than that(Hitch is a good example). I take my steak medium-rare and don't like ham or turkey.

That's most of the important stuff I think. Now you know me!

OK, Terrible pun. Still, that makes me the youngest mod (or assistant mod) I've ever met. It's overwhelming.

Still, I'm really glad it was on a site where I can have a hands on experience with the PCs.

So..... I'm not to sure what else I'm supposed to put here.

If this isn't allowed feel free to say so through pm.

I'm currently sitting in my church listening to my pastor speak about our new youth pastors. I am no longer apart of the youth group as I am graduated and what not. I'm trying to get my life in order both spiritually and physically. Let me start by saying I'm against my pastor. I'm against a lot of things be stands for and I think he has done no good for us. I cannot say I'm a good christian- far from it. But we used to be known for our ...realness? I guess I'm at a loss for the word right now. But for our passion andd commitment to eachother to lift eachother up. So os it wrong of me to dislike him when ever since he came I- a member for eight years- have felt a coldness and fakeness from the people I used to call my family? But everyone likes to pretend. Our church has also been known for musicals, plays, skits, and acting. Sothey have seemed to be intertwining the things we use for showing our faith in their everyday lives. Or at least, every sunday and church event. And the pastor is the greatest fake of them all.. Again, I'm not perfect, nobody is. But I don't think the leader of a church society should be able to force himself to cry over every single subject. aim sorry but that is humanly impossible. Its not human is what I mean. Goat, why don't you find another church? When you've built a relationship with people for eight-nine years, you tend to get attatched.

The one thing that pretty much saved me in highschool was youth group.I loved youth group. feeling as if I belong somewhere. having older kids to look up to(as the oldest child, its hard to lead withoht example)that was awesome. So the youth group, not the people in it, the idea of it, its something I hold near and dear to my heart. I have also gained one youth member as a younger sibling. Though it would seem that she's my leader. Which she is. But I'm still protective of all of them. I never once haf a youth pastor...an actual payroll youth pastor...throughout...

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