Pepsi Light from a Brazilian

Today I was out at the Cowboy shoot in Sparta at the Shooting Complex vending with my dad. For those of you who are unfamiliar with what I'm talking about, I will explain things a little so you understand. The people that shoot out there, similar to the Grand American, are from all over the world. There was a guy there today who said to me, "I don't speak English well, so I need help." I was like "Okay." The man ordered his food, then said, ""I need a Pepsi, light" I didn't quite understand what he was implying, so I attempted to repeat what he said to me, and was corrected several times. Eventually I figured out that he wanted a "light" Pepsi, a.k.a. a Diet Pepsi. The way he said light, though, was not how I am spelling it, he said it with an accent. He told me that he was from Brazil, and I tried to figure out what he was saying, but I didn't catch it all. Standing there listening to him and trying to get what he was saying reminded me of that part off of I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry where they are talking to the preacher in the chapel. Though, not as funny of circumstances, this is almost how the whole thing happened.

Shelter Pets

Today I went to the mall, and like every time anyone goes to the mall, you go by the pet store. Looking in there I saw all these cute small puppies, kittens, and various other small furry pets. Along with the pets were many people aweing over the cute animals and some people adopting them... I was like "Oh, good... that one gets to go home, thats so great." But then I started thinking about how I was at the Randolph County Humane Society the other day and how many pets there are there. Thinking about it, the puppies at the pet store had it so much better off, lota of attention daily from people, food, water, etc. The humane society dogs, on the other hand, get caged up all day, and two times a day are let outside in yet, another pin. Yes, they get food and water, and sometimes some attention, but it still isn't the same. When I used to work at the humane society and do fund raisers, all I'd ever hear from people is how stupid it was that they had to pay to get a shelter dog, but its no different than adopting a pet store dog. But what people don't know is that when they adopt a shelter dog, they are saving a life, and when the adopt a pet from a pet shop, the are supporting puppy mills. And puppy mills are terrible places and they do inhumane things to dogs, and they breed them until they can no longer breed, then they kill them. Although all of this seams sort of random, the point I'm trying to get across is that if any of you are ever debating on adopting an animal, please do it from a shelter, don't support puppy mills... I did a report on puppy mills in high school and this was a video I showed at the end, it kind of brings home the point.

This is who I am

Hi, my name is Cody Smith, I'm eighteen years old and i grew up my whole life in the country of Coulterville. I graduated with a class of 14 students. I have a mom, Renee, a dad, Mike, an older sister, Kaley, our family has three dogs: Nena, Baxter, and Gunner, along with one cat, Izzy. My parents own a butcher shop in Sparta called The Butcher's Block. I also work there. I am the type of person who will be blunt and forward, if I don't like you, I'll most likely tell you right off the start. I am Baptist and i go to Calvary Church in Sparta. I'm not a big fan of our dear president, Barack Obama or illegal Mexican immigrants who jump the border... but those are stories for another day. I love to run, listen to music, dance, write poems, and read occasionally. I am a firm believer in the fact that I can do anything a guy can do (obviously not produce a child, but you get the point..). I like to hunt, fish, just about anything outside. My favorite subject is DEFINITELY English... okay, it isn't but here at SWIC, it is like a million times better than Anatomy and Physiology. I have no idea what I want to do when i get out of college, which is why I'm taking generals... But oh well, I have plenty of time to get it figured out. So that all in all is me.

Izzy                                                                                                                                                   

Baxter (top) Nena (bottom)

Gunner (right) the other dog is a friend's