My words exactly Randy Newman, my words exactly

Creeeeepy....Michael Jackson Ghost thingy

End of Summer....Sadness

Well I didn't post in my blog over the Summer did I? I think I was having waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much fun doing other things. Whether it was going to the lake, the beach vacation, youth group at people's houses, learning hockey, discovering I am some freakish Euro soccer freak, or just hanging out with my favorite people, I had an amazing Summer. Definitely my favorite one. It went by so fast! Now it is back to the drag of the other 9 or so months out of the year when things come too slowly. To ease your (and my) pain, I have decided to completetly rip off L's snapshots of her life idea. HAHAHAHA i know no better way to make everyone feel better than to look at pictures of awkard, unphotogenic me. So here you go! The life of Branson in pictures (Part 1 or something.)

Christmas time! Notice the short hair

Basketball!

The McCullers and Wrens over for New Years! (so fun)

That is still my favorite jacket, I wore it all the time

My only skill was that I was a good 2 inches taller than the entire league

Snow Day with the McCullers!

Learning to Ski (with my favorite jacket)

Pike...sigh...

Leaving for the 2nd youth retreat!

No you do not need to be worried about my religious tendencies

Sprinting the final 100 yards in the triathlon

My Dad, because he is awesome

Biology class!

Camping at Wind Creek with the McCullers and Wrens

Volley Ball!

Me on stage at church! (and G having that whole first communion thing...:P)

Christmas! (Nice hair T...nice hair...

Little Bro

We look so stinking nerdy

Getting ready for TeenPact!

*cough* stop taking pictures of everywhere we go *cough*

The infinite hallway (the hotel we stayed one night in)


More coming!





probably




Branson

Never Mind...

Despite my heartfelt blog post, it looks like Brett is coming back. Don't worry Brett I'll still root for you.

Brett Favre....sigh

Sometimes I let people and their actions or inactions have to much control over my emotions. The former NFL quarterback Brett Favre is one of those people. Somewhere, there is a paper I wrote years ago about watching him in my first ever viewing of a football game. I was quite enthralled. There was a difference in the way he played compared to other athletes on my TV screen. He seemed to care and try and fight for every play, and that made it entertaining and inspiring. Far from perfect, Brett still gave his all in every down he played. That made me a fan. I followed the last leg of his career with the Packers, which ended in him throwing an interception in the NFC championship game...and running to tackle the guy who had pulled his hopes, and mine, out of the cold Green Bay air. He "retired,"a heartbreaking time for me, and then returned shortly to play for the Jets. His season with the Jets started well, but ended with him getting injured, which cut short his record streak of consecutive starts. I watched sadly as he "retired" again, ending his career on a mediocre season. However, Brett came back again. I bitterly thought that this was going to be yet another mediocre season for him. I thought wrong. In his last season (hopefully) Brett Favre lead his new team, the Vikings, on one of their best runs in the team's history. Leading the team with his best statistical season ever, Brett played like I'd never seen him play before. The Vikings had a great run through the playoffs until...the Championship game against the New Orleans Saints. In the final seconds of the game, a combination of bad play calls and imperfection by Brett crushed the Vikings hopes of a Super Bowl trip. Now Brett is retiring again, and I hope that this is for real. I have loved seeing him play and rooting for him to go all the way, even though it never happened in my football time, but I am ready for him to leave and stop disappointing me, and himself, every season.

Recasting Eragon....my way!

I'm bored and have decided to mock L and R's recasting of Eragon. (although I do agree with you that movie seriously needs better actors, and actresses.)

Thus:
                                                                    

Eragon:

Because he can look all confused about magic better than the other dude.

Aria:

7 Bridges Road

This is one of my favorite songs. It makes me wish I had a voice that could harmonize with other people. Ironically, the song is about Woodley Road, the road that my Grandparent's house is on in Montgomery and where my mom grew up. It makes me like it more, although the road itself isn't as special as the song would make you think. Here you go peoples.

Curse You Awesome Old Music!

Well...

I have a confession


I really like old music all the sudden. Yeah I know it's freaky. As I'm sure you know Kt, C, and Co, I like to listen to 106.9 a lot. Old music is so freakishly awesome and I have no idea why. In fact it came to a pinnacle last night. I was on playlist.com for about 2 hours with my parents looking up every single older song from the 70's and 80's they could remember and I loved all of them. This scares me. I am not some 40 something year old with children whose only respite from Hannah Montana is my Greatest Hits of the 70's album. I am Branson Horn and I am too young to like this music. What is wrong with me? :p the playlist we compiled last night is on the sidebar. Enjoy.

Goodness

 I haven't posted in five weeks! I can't believe it. I guess the blog thing hasn't worked out quite as well as I hoped it would. But really, who wants to sit around reading about what I'm doing and thinking when they could be out living their own life? The only people I care to hear more about me are around me so much that they already know what's going on. Well anyway, a lot has happened in the past five weeks. One of my favorites was going to the beach with the McCullers. It was really awesome. I probably should have wrote about it when I had a fresher memory, but I still remember the important things. By the way, if you have snapfish accounts, Kt and I have put our photos from the beach on our group pages. So you can see us laughing and smiling and having fun while you were sitting at home doing NOTHING! :p Actually I heard youth went quite well the week we weren't there. Ultimate has been really fun lately and swim team is done for the fall/winter season. I'm not doing it through the summer so I'll get even punier than I already am unless I work out. I should really work out this summer. Maybe that's what I'll do post every time I do so I can be accountable to all you hordes of people who read my fantastic blog :D. It's just so easy to sit around and do nothing during the summer, but I'm not going to let myself be that way. Even if I let myself be that way my mom won't. She has the summer chocked full of reading, writing assignments, review of the past school year, and ACT and SAT prep. Woohooo.....but I know this summer will be fun too. I hope we can go on a lot more camping trips and have all sorts of fun with those. Also, youth at people's houses will be fun. Then we have the MISSIONS TRIP. Which, along with the beach vacation, has been something that I have looked forward too since the last time I did them. Well I guess I can just use this as my summer fun/workingout/school during summer blog.

Maybe I'll post more than once every five weeks....nah probably not.

Branson

So...much...rain...

After several beautiful, breathtaking days...It began to rain last night. I don't mind rain much I guess, but I would prefer them not to be on Saturdays. Really rain with ultimate isn't that bad, it's when it thunders and lightnings, and there's talk about it being the worst weather day of the year that really annoys me. I'm kidding, but it is sort of depressing. All day long I've thought it was about 7 in the evening.

My favorite part of stormy days are the times we have a tornado waring. (thankfully we haven't had one today.) Our family has a very interesting room in our house, C calls it the apocalypse shelter. I don't know why, I think it might be because of the realistic looking airsoft guns piled in the corner of the concrete encased, windowless room. Anyway, when a tornado warning sounds close to us we retreat from the open basement area( where we go when there looks like there might be bad storms in the area) and into the apocalypse shelter. We stay in there for various times, depending on how horrible our doom might possibly be. The only problem is, we have no food in our apocalypse shelter. This would present a problem if we say, actually had an apocalypse. I suppose we could hunt for small animals across the nuclear wasteland with my airsoft guns. So my friends, today we might be sitting in our apocalypse shelter again, wearing our bike helmets lest the 3 ft thick slabs of concrete hit us on our head and knock us unconscious, listening intently to the radio on our pathetic little MP3 player,and hoping, praying, that our 2 inch thick flimsy wood door will hold off the massive winds of a tornado.