I took this little survey/test/quiz thing today to “find out the right job for me” and this is the result I got. I think it’s really accurate actually. Any ideas?

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You’re a visionary in many people’s eyes – able to think outside of the box to come up with your own solutions. You’re creative not necessarily in the artistic sense, but because you can expand your mind to do things differently from others.

It might take a while for colleagues to recognize and reward for your entrepreneurial spirit and abilities. That could be because they envy you, or because they find your ideas slightly rebellious – willing to go against the current.

All in all, you make it hard for people to pigeon hole you. That is why you, more than others, need a job that allows you to play to your strengths, break out of the mold, and truly excel.

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I’ll be whatever I wanna do. – Fry (my hero)

Here’s a couple of quality how-to’s if I’ve ever seen them:

How to turn your hamster into a fighting machine

How to make your own black metal band

Here’s The Moose Aliens From Outer Space mp3 finally. It’s a radio play that we had to do for our 9th grade Honors English I class. It’s hilarious if I don’t say so myself. We even pulled a Family Guy with the moose sounds before Family Guy ever existed. We’re revolutionaries, visionaries, and trendsetters. You’re welcome Seth MacFarlane.

Also, check out the various themes I’ve added to the site…in the bottom left corner. It’ll save your preference.

I think I’ve decided to not redesign my site right now and to just modify this design some. I like it a lot still, so I think I’ll stick with it a while longer. Maybe I’ll change the color scheme or something. So look for some (awesome!) changes in the near future.

I’ve ripped “The Moose Aliens From Outer Space” radio play and it’s more awesome than I remember it being. Peter and I are making a Flash movie for it, so I’ll put that up when we’re done.

This is awesome!

I found one of the only stories I think I still have from 8th grade on my computer and thought I’d share. It’s a science fiction short story called “Worst Space Trip Ever”. I hope you enjoy.

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Bob stepped out of the spaceship and onto the barren planet. He looked around and didn’t see anything. A minute or two later Habbib and Fred came out.

“I don’t see anything,” Fred said.

“Me either,” said Bob.

They walked around for a while and they still didn’t see anything.

“What should we do,” said Habbib.

“I think we should go back to the spaceship and get out of here,” announced Fred.

The three cadets started on their way back to the spaceship. After a while they got lost. They didn’t where to go.

“Maybe we’ll find someone or something around here,” said Habbib.

The three walked and walked and walked and walked.

“I think I see something up ahead!” shouted Bob.

They started to run. It finally came into view. It was some sort of factory. They walked up to the door and knocked. While they were waiting for an answer Bob found a sign.

“A and B Bomb Products Inc.,” read Bob, “home of nuclear warheads, bombs, and other dangerous stuff for over 300 years.”

“Wow!” said Fred.

They heard footsteps behind them. The three turned around, and there were huge purple and blue striped, pink polka-dotted aliens, standing there with a really big gun pointed at them.

“Oh, no,” said Habbib unemotionally.

The aliens took Bob, Fred, and Habbib to their hideout and no one ever heard from Bob, Fred, and Habbib again.

The End