Tower 1.5

Tower 1.5

So I did the math… not sure why. But with each level going down, the load increases by 1/2. So the top person is supporting nothing (1:0). The next two are supporting one person (2:1). The next three are supporting three (1:1). The next four are supporting six (4:6). Hence why the guy in green is getting smashed into the ground.

A Little Bit of Humor

Since my younger sister (Talia) is getting married soon, I’m claiming the right (as her older brother) to tell all manner of embarrassing stories about her. Don’t worry Sis, they won’t be too embarrassing. I may only tell one or two, because they do get sort of repetitive.

My younger sister, and the next sister down from her (Gabi), shared a bed when we moved to Wasilla. One night, Mom heard a bunch of banging on the wall coming from their room. She went all the way downstairs and opens the door to their room; what she finds is pretty funny. Gabi is sleeping peacefully on the bed, with most of the blankets wrapped around her. Talia, on the other hand, is pinned in-between the bed and the wall, with her face buried in sheets and pillows, banging on the wall and completely stuck in the crevice! After a few moments, Gabi starts laughing (she had been pretending to sleep) and they help Talia out of the crack. Gabi had pushed Talia off the side of the bed as a joke because neither of them wanted to share blankets and pillows.

Love my sisters, they make me laugh.

Lament for My Sister

Alas! My dear young sister;
Your fate has been sealed!
Your vitality will disappear,
Your mind will congeal.

Your eyes sparkle, your cheeks glow;
Yet you see not the danger.
Little sister, you do not yet know;
But I think you’re getting sicker.

You’ve been infected with a terrible disease,
The heart thumps, and the knees go;
Vision will be next, and you won’t even see trees!
Not that you could before though…

You wander about, all in a daze,
Like a lost penguin in the middle of town.
People stop, you catch their gaze;
It’s hard not see you floating off the ground!

Soon you’ll be taken far away,
To a mental institution I would think;
The doctor, from what they say,
Sounds like a perfect match for thee.

Together you two will be perfectly safe,
Until you step out-of-doors;
Best wear knee pads, elbow pads, and more;
Or just live in a bubble all day.

I don’t worry at all about you dear sister,
Not in slightest, can’t you tell?
I know you’ll survive every blister;
Watch out for the floors, doors, and walls!

Be careful of your dear husband also,
I’m afraid he’s caught the disease;
It shouldn’t be a big deal, although;
But you both should get a vaccine.

Together you are so beautifully in love,
Love I can only wait patiently for.
But seeing you now, I suppose I’m in luck;
I’d be dead if I had luck to match yours.

But enough about all this terrible stuff;
I’ll let you enjoy one another.
I pray God will always provide you with enough;
And that you only visit the hospital together.

I will miss you, my little sister,
My close friend for many years.
You sarcasm, smile, and laughter;
Have brought me joy in place of tears.

I know you’ll be happy in life when you leave;
When you say goodbye, and go with that boy.
I’ll be losing a part of me, my voice for story,
I guess I’ll have to find a different voice.

This rhyme has been silly, but some of it serious;
And I hope you can see which is which.
Know that I love you (yes I’m fully conscious),
I’m your brother, so deal with it.

😉 – Love you Sis. Congratulations on the engagement.

Colorful Faces

Some people have very colorful personalities.

Some people have very colorful personalities.

As we race through life, doing what we can,

We fail to slow down, to see God’s hand.

The world around us is full of odd sights,

But the best are here, right in front of our eyes.

The best of creation, the most beautiful sight,

Is the face of a person, the face of a child.

Nothing can add to it’s lovely design,

Not makeup, nor rainbows, not even sunshine.