Chasing Cars

Late last night I finished a great basketball manga called Cross Over. The story follows a boy wanting to get into Fujiwara academy because it is the greatest basketball school in all of Japan. He goes to the try out and does pretty good (on offense) but is terrible at defense. He then goes to a basketball game between Fujiwara and a team from a school called St. Mariannju. The game is about 26-134, Fujiwara winning. Later it is found out that they are playing against the 3rd string players, not even the regulars. It goes from bad to worse when one St. Mariannju player is injured and there are no players left to sub for him. The coach of Fujiwara tells them that the game is over since it is 4 on 5, no real competition. But the team manager of St. Mariannu (I'm gonna call it St. M now cuz St. Mariannu is really annoying to type), Mizuki argues that they had put so much effort into trying to organize this game with them. Thats when the coach of Fujiwara backhands Mizuki (what the heck? since when can you backhand someone, a girl at that!) Thats when our hero, whose name is Ogata Natsuki, has enough and joins in the fray on the side of St. M. The final verdict of the game is 28-134, which is amazing really considering that Natsuki is 159cm (5'2 I believe) and that everyone underestimates him. Even though he passed the tryouts Natsuki no longer wants to go to Fujiwara after what he witnessed, so he sets out with the St. M. basketball team to defeat them! In their first official game against Fujiwara the score ends 66-63, with Fujiwara increasing their lead from 64 to 66 in the last 10 seconds of the game. The turnout might have been different had our hero not pulled a muscle in his leg. After much hard training and well fought games, St. M. and Fujiwara are set to face off again. (BUT THE MOST MESSED UP PART IS THE MANGA DOESNT GO INTO THE GAME! It shows the second to last game against Houtei, the second best basketball school in Japan, but then completely skips this Fujiwara showdown!!) Even though the game isn't shown, it is revealed to the reader that St. M. was the victor. I'm not sure if I have any sort of real reason for posting this other than I told Coach Hawley I would and that its a neat story, now I have to find a new manga to read. Its like chasing cars, here and gone in a flash.

"Lets waste time Chasing cars around our heads"-Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol

Memory

This is the story from one of my earlier posts (The Journey Home) that I promised I would put up when I found the story and I finally have. This is a story entitled "Help, Anyone" the story is a true experience that was submitted by a man named Keven P. Coyle (callign: Hitch and aircraft: E-3 Sentry), this is just one of many great stories in a book compiled by John Bytheway.

"Every good aviator's story must begin with these words 'there I was' This story is no different. There I was in the middle of what was shaping up to be an arduous night of operations in Iraq. Significant responsibility had been placed on my shoulders the minute I took over the tactical command and the control role as the Senior Radar Element in the area. My primary was to provide safe deconflication of aircrage, both manne and unmanned, throughout the entire country. This is a feat of engineerying and requires four radars and multiple radio stations thoughout the area of operations in order to be successful. In addition to aircraft deconfliction is the responsibility to provide safe and effecient airspace management, which includes the allocation of some of the most in-demand airspaces in the world.
I am an air battle manager with the burden of making sure that everything-up to the release of a weapon, the deconfliction of that weapon flying through the air, and the effect of that weapon when it strikes its target-is efficiently coordinated and communicated to the persons given the authority to allow for these amazing events to occur. I am not a pilot; however, I am responsible for the safety of all pilots flying in the airspace I have been delegated authority to manage. I consider myself to be the wingman of every aircraft within the sound of my voice. In Iraq, multiple frequencies are used to communicate with aircraft, ground parties, operations centers, and forward operating locations. This night was shaping up to be one I would never forget. As I was assigning aircraft to work with ground parties around Baghdad, one of my radio receivers picked up a faint voice. Thinking nothing of it, I continued trying to keep up with the feverish pace of operations as they were unfolding that night. Suddenly, we lost power to our system and many of our radios, our lifelines to these fighters, were down. Frantically we reset the system and began loading radio frequencies into our radios to reestablish contact with the aircraft under our control. After tuning the VHF radios I faintly heard the words, 'Help, anyone, help.'
I was currently listening to three Ultra High Frequency (UHF) radios, two Very High Frequency (VHF) radios, two satellite communications (SATCOM) radios and three internal net radios and had a hard time determing which radio frequency the sound was coming from. Somthing inside me told me to look at my communications panel at the VHF radios. Suddenly I saw the 'active' light illuminate as a voice said again, 'Help, anyone, we are under attack and my gunny us unjured!' You could hear the gunfire in the background and the urgency in the voice of the soldier. I responded on the radio with my call sign and the radio crackled to silence. I began doing what I had been trained to do and immediately coordinated with the Combined Air Operations Center 2,000 miles away to reprioritze nearby fighters to suppoer the 'troops in contact' or TIC (pronounced 'tick') as we called it. After getting approval I worked with the Air Support Operations Center to pull the fighters back onto my frequency to initiate the support operations. Once the fighters checked in and I received their 'playtime' information (the amount of time they could support the operation before having to get gas), I realized fuel would be an issue for the jets. Simultaneously I coordinated the airborne refueling aircraft into deconflicted airspace over the operation and the fight commenced the total time for these actions was less than two minutes and weapons were being released from two F-16 Fighting Falcon aircraft supporting the contingent of marines pinned fown by enemy gun, rocket, and mortar fire. Once the F-16s called the situation under control and the area secure, I coordinated with the forward operations centers for the immediate launch of the recovery helicopters.
Once the helicopters were overhead and the situation seemed completely under control, I looked at my radios and neither of my VHF radios were operational according to my system's monitoring functions. I was confused; I knew I had heard something. I dismissed this as a glitch and went on to complete my shift. Once off of the console, I relayed my story to my superiors and they responded that they had heard the UHF traffic and were pleased with my coordination efforts to affect the recovery of these injured warriors. I told them about the VHF radio glitch, and maintenance reported to me that all the VHF radios were down and were expected to be operation again in a couple of hours. I had a comforting sensation engulf my body and I felt that things were made right.
The next day I went to volunteer in the makeshift hospital at my deployed location. I came across a young man whose chart reported his status as 'injured in combat.' He was awake and we began to talk. I don't remember his name but I will never forget his story he relayed to me about how the Lord had answered his prayers the night before. He told me of his marine unit being pinned down by the enemy and how his immediate superior had been hit by a mortar, causing severe injuries to his midsection. He relayed how their vehicle had been damaged and the radio did not appear to ve functioning. He converyed how he had pleaded on the radio for help and heard nothing but a garbled response, then static. He said a prayer, thinking it would be his last, and suddenly there were jets overhead and the sweet sounds of explosions in the distance. He said there was an eerie silence when it was over, and the last thing he remembers was the helicopter landing to transport him and his superior.
The same feeling I had the night before had returned to my body in force. This brave young marine asked me what I was doing in Iraq, so I explained to him my job and told him my radio call sign. He broke into tears and said that was the name he thought he had heard on the radio that night. He introduced me to the man he simply called his 'gunny,' quite possible the bravest man I have ever met. I never told him the efforts that went into executing their recovery. The Spirit was strong, and I was humbly happy to have been a special instrument in the Lord's hands that fateful ending"

This first time I read this story I cried, what are the chances that these men would meet each other? What divine force could have possibly made this chance meeting possible? The answer: Our Heavenly Father. It was very touching. I reread this section on Saturday and although I didn't weep, I still felt very emotional over it. I hope that my memory doesn't forget this touching story. Theres also some other stories I wish to never forget.

"This may never start Tearing out my heart I'd be your memory Lost your sense of fear Feelings disappear can I be your memory?"-Memory by Sugarcult

My Little Girl

At 2 o' clock in the morning I finished reading the manga known as Karin, AKA Chibi Vampire. I can say without a doubt this is one of the best written mangas I've ever read. The ending however I can say, left me with a tear in my eye. The story of Karin Maaka (a vampire whose blood increases and instead of sucking blood she injects it) is a little different in the manga then in the anime (which was my last post) In the manga Karin turns out to be a Pushuke, or a savior of the vampire race. Vampires would suck he blood and then become very fertile in times when birth was rare. However the Pushuke was a sacrifice, her blood would be all sucked out and then she would die. Karin is abducted by some vampire wishing to do this, however her family and Kenta Usui (a human who knows of the vampire secret and is in love with Karin) save Karin. Shortly after her resucue Karin's blood stops increasing, meaning that she will live a longer life (if she had continued with her blood increasing her life would have been substantially shortened since it is her life) When this is learned her family puts a plan in motion that will change her life forever. They erase her memory of vampires, meaning that she will no longer remember her family. (This is the point at which I start to well up with tears) They did this because she was practically human now and also because she had admitted she could not choose between them and Kenta Usui. Her family believing it was best for Karin turned her over Kenta with his promise that he would keep their secret and protect Karin. Karin awakens in a house with Kenta by her side. Soon after he asks her about her family and she replies "I don't have a family" (This is finally where the tears start flowing, even now just remembering it makes me cry) However even though she doesn't truly remember them she starts to cry and doesn't know why. I think this means that deep down, some part of her hasn't forgotten them. But what makes me cry is the fact that her family made such a sacrifice in order to make Karin happy. After this Karin and Kenta get married and have a child named Kanon. One day Kanon while walking to school sees her aunt (Karin's sister) whose name is Anju (of course Kanon doesn't know about her vampire family either). Anju walks by her and thinks "We've always been watching over you and all of your happiness" To me this is the ultimate tear jerker. I don't know if I could possibly make the same sacrifice that the Maaka family made when it came to Karin. Even if it is in her best interest. But at least Karin's family will watch over her for eternity. I hope this manga remains treasured in my heart for the rest of my life.

"Go on, take on this old world but to me you know you'll always be, my little girl"-My Little Girl by Tim McGraw

Mou Hitotsu No Birthday

Today I finished an anime series called Karin/Chibi Vampire. Its a romantic comedy about an "unvampire" that falls in love with a human and vice-versa. You see the girl whose name is Karin comes from a vampire family but instead of being a traditional vampire she actually produces blood and instead of sucking blood, she injects blood into her "victims."These vampire also have specific tastes, Karin likes people who have unhapiness and when she bites someone she drains their unhapiness (people don't die from the vampire "attacks") Due to her sister allowing him to find out, Kenta finds out about Karin's secret. The story goes on and the two slowly start falling in love (seriously SLOWLY I wanted to strangle them) At the end of the series a vampire hunter appears by the name of Victor. He tries to kill Karin's family while they are completing a ritual that will make Karin into a "full fledged vampire" When Karin has a sudden bloodlust and goes after Victor, Kenta comes and tells Karin to bite him instead. She does and Victor watches on in horror. Karin finishes and Kenta falls to the ground motionless. Victor goes on and on about how vampires and humans can't live together and how what she did has destroyed Kenta. Kenta soon awakens and tells Victor that he loves Karin no matter what she is. Victor is then defeated by an unexpected attack. The point in this is that Kenta had an unconditional love for Karin, even though they weren't the same "species" and that they were told constantly should have had no chance. It was a great anime. My song quote is the credits song, its in Japanese but I will put the Japanese lyrics and the English translation. Its a beautiful song and always reminds me of the series.

"Kimi ni au toki ga ichiban ureshii Kimi ni au toki ga ichiban kurushii kedo Afurudasu omoi wo moshi uchiakete shimattara ne Donna mirai ga kuru kana? Suki na hito ni Suki to ieru Kirameku tokubetsu na yume Kizutsuku koto mo Nani mo osorezu Kakedashite yukeru no nara Suki na hito ni Suki to ieru Sono hi wa atarashii BASSUDAY Kinou to chigau Watashi ni natte Mayowazuni toki hanatsu yo MY LOVE FOR YOU"-Mou Hitotsu No Birthday by Fm.Theta (I think)

"The times I get to see you are when I feel the most joy The times I get to see you are when I feel the most pain though If I were to reveal these bursting feelings to you...Say...I wonder what kind of future they would bring Telling the one I love that I love him...Is my precious sparkling dream If only I could take off running...unafraid of being hurt or anything at all Telling the one that I love that I love him That day will be a new birthday I'll become someone different from who I was yesterday...and I'll set free with no restraint...my love for you"-Mou Hitotsu No Birthday by Fm.Theta (I think)

Sunshine

Well Sping Break is closer to being over than the beginning, so I'm starting to get a little down. I can't complain though, I did what I wanted to...sit around all day watching anime, reading manga, and playing games on the computer. Wow...sounds so depressing and terrible but its what I like. Yesterday I was doing something on the computer, reading manga I think. When a Benadryl commercial. Usually commercials go in one ear and out the other but this one was different. I literally dropped what I was doing to listen to the song to make sure my ears weren't deceiving me. It sounded like they weren't...but just to make sure I youtubed the song to make sure it was what I thought it was. And it was. Its a song called Sunshine by Matt Costa. For a while I was really into songs that Matt Costa did, Mr. Pitiful and Cold December I listened to the most. I'd also heard Sunshine but didn't listen to it as much. When I looked up the song I was amazed to find myself singing the lyrics perfectly when I hadn't heard the song in months! Incredible to me considering I listened to this song less than the other two. After this I tried to sing Cold December but failed horribly. Later on that day I went to Wal-Mart and saw on some of the fake I-pod pictures that Sunshine by Matt Costa was on one! Wow I thought this guy has gotten pretty popular or something. I discovered Matt Costa one night while watching David Letterman, the song he sang was Mr. Pitiful. However I have already used this song before and so I will do Sunshine, which is a great song also.

"Sunshine I'd really like to tell you Oh my sunshine even though your skies are blue You're drying up my bed How can I get any rest now?"-Sunshine by Matt Costa

Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue (The Angry American)

Yesterday I was watching soap operas with my mom while playing my PSP (Playstation Portable for those electronic illiterate) One of the soaps I was watching was All My Children which has a character that is an Iraqi War veteran who is scarred with burns (The scars are not fake, he is an actual Iraq War veteran) After thinking about him I remembered one day that he had been on Oprah telling a little about his lifestory, where he came from, how he got the burns etc. However one thing he said just made me sick to the core. One day he had been walking on the street when a woman walking past him told him that "He got what he deserved" Now to any person thats just terrible, why would you say that to someone who went to war? But I take it real personal when you consider that I am a huge war historian and to me someone that serves in the military should not be looked down on, no matter how unpopular the war is! (good example is Vietnam, soldiers were called babykillers, that also makes me sick) If you have something against the president for initiating the war thats one thing, but to go up to a burned soldier and tell them they got what they deserved is just absolutely morally WRONG. To top it all off I have an uncle who is currently in Iraq and another uncle who will be going to Iraq within the next few months. I imagine someone going to one of my uncles and saying "You got what you deserved" (knowing my one uncle he would probaly beat the tar out of her) How can you live with yourself knowing you told another human being that went to war to protect someones rights that they get whatever they deserve while being there. Leave.

"My daddy served in the Army where he lost his right eye but he flew a flag in our yard til the day that he died He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister, and me to grow up and live happy in the land of the free"-Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue (The Angry American) by Toby Keith

The World

I spend a lot of time thinking about things that don't even matter. I wonder if my former teachers even remember who I am. I wonder if my friends from years ago remember me and the fun we used to have. I wonder when the last time they thought of me was but...The strange thing is that I don't often think about the people around me looking out or especially caring for me but today, that was a different story. I was outside of school walking to a chain fence where I sit down and read my book when my mom is late picking me up. Today was unusually cold and rainy and as I was walking to the fence I saw a white SUV turn around and drive up next to me (something that scared me a little since earlier I had seen 2 teenagers messing around in their car after school, so I thought this was another pair of teenagers looking for something fun to do) however, when the window rolled down I saw it was Annie asking me if I needed a ride home. It made me really happy to have her ask me because really I didn't know she would do something like that for me (or technically her mom who was driving but...you know what I mean) I told her no and that my mom would be along any minute. Not 10 seconds later another car stops and Chad gets out! He too asks me if I needed a ride home! I give him the same response. I sit down to read my book and in a little while a car drives by and beeps at me. I didn't understand until I saw that it was Coach Hawley. He drove down a little ways then stopped...and threw his car in reverse. You can see where this is going...Coach Hawley asks me if I need a ride home and when I decline him he offers to give me his coat! Again I say no and he drives away. However a few minutes later when I was freezing and my mom still hadn't showed up a story came to mind about a man sitting on the roof of his house when a flood came. A motorboat drives up to his house and a man inside asks him if he wants to get on. The man on the roof says no, that he should put his life into the hands of the Lord. Soon another motorboat comes up and the same thing happens. Now the flood water is up to the man's feet. A rowboat comes by and the man rowing asks if he would like in. The man on the roof gives the same response to the man in the rowboat...Eventually the man on the roof drowned when the floodwaters got to high. When the man died he talked to God and said Lord why didn't you save me? I placed my life in your hands. Heavenly Father replies What are you talking about? I sent you two motorboats and a rowboat didn't I? In my eyes I'm just another person in a world of billions but to those three I guess that I'm something more. Especially to God I'm more than just "some person out of billions"

"To the teller down at the bank your just another checking account To the plumber that came today your just another house At the airport ticket counter your just another fare At the beauty shop at the mall well your just another head of hair Well thats alright, thats ok if you don't feel important honey All I've got to say is to the world You may be just another girl But to me baby you are the world"-The World by Brad Paisley

Action

Today I got to read one of my favorite manga which is about a boy who has a love for the parts of women, Eg: "perfect" legs, eyes, voice, hands, lips, curves, neck, etc. Even though he does act kind of perverted at times and swears every now and then, he has a good heart. When he is around the girls with his perfect parts (Usually while stalking them or walking with them home) and something comes along that can hurt them or especially that certain part he likes he goes into a superman mode to protect them (often times at the expence of himself) an example of this is when a baseball was about to hit Tenmaku (girl with perfect eyes) he jumps out of nowhere (while stalking her sadly) to catch the ball. His dedication to those girls is extremely devout and he doesn't even care what happens to himself as long as they are ok. In one chapter a gang starts picking on him and making him do embarssing stuff such as run around like a dog, give up his money, etc. Then Tenmaku steps in and tries to get them to stop. The gang leader picks up a handful of dust and throws it at her. Hachibei (the main character) then seeing that she has her hands over her eyes goes into berserker mode and trashes the gang. He goes up to Tenmaku after the literal 5 second destruction and asks her if shes ok. Thats the kind of person I want to be. I just have to know when to step in and take action. *sadly when I looked up the lyrics to this song I found out that there is an edited and unedited version, the unedited version having terrible lyrics, I still enjoy the song seeing as how I listen to the edited version, but I thought it was worth a note*

"Fate fell short this time Your smile fades in the summer Place your hand in mine I'll leave when I wanna"-Action by Blink 182

Kids

Today I got back from Science Olympiad (I earned a gold and silver medal, Westbury sent two teams, one tied for 2nd and the other team (the one I was on) won 1st overall.) It was a lot of fun. I can't really say I got to meet new people because to be honest, I didn't. Going also helped me get closer to a goal of having nearly all the Ace Combat games (I bought Ace Combat X:Skies of Deception, all I need now is Air Combat, (Ace Combat 1) Ace Combat 2, Ace Combat 3, and Ace Combat:Advance. This was a good expierience for me and a morale booster seeing as how last year I didn't go to Regional Sci. Olympiad but instead to State Sci. Olympiad where Westbury was soundly crushed. That was Sci. Olympiad in a nutshell, not much else to mention besides the bus ride, waiting, eating, and trying to spark up conversations with my crush (Yes I have finally mentioned that I have one.) Well all of that was good except for the last one where I was mediocre at best, but I tried right? Moving on...I couldn't help but feel sorry for the ones who didn't get medals, even though I'm really happy about my medals that was a real downer on me that they didn't get anything for their work. Without them though we could not have gotten 2nd and 1st place. I'm not going to say any names but thank you. *the song is about Autism from the little research I did about it*

"You were a child crawling on your knees toward it making momma so proud but your voice is too loud We like to watch you laughing you pick the insects off plants no time to think of consequences Control yourself take only what you need from it A family of trees wanted to be haunted"-Kids by MGMT

The Journey Home

My favorite game series ever is Ace Combat. (with Kingdom Hearts coming in a close 2nd) I have played Ace Combat so much I can pretty much tell you most of the missions, recently I haven't played but I have amassed nearly 40 something hours I believe on Ace Combat 5 (thats a lot of flying for a game where the longest missions are only about 20 minutes!!) I don't know what really captivated my love for it. I don't know if it was because my uncle played it and I wanted to be like him, or that I liked the airplanes, or just the awesome gameplay. Whatever the reason is, this mere game sparked an amazement for airplanes, especially those of war. To me just the thought that something is able to fly in the sky just seems so amazing and impossible to me! When I'm "flying" in the "skies" its just a great feeling, to be able to move in 3 dimensions! Like I've said before though, I'm scared to death of being a pilot. If I had to sign up in the military, I've decided that I would go into the Air Force, but most likely as a radio operator or a WSO. (weapons specialist officer) I was captivated by a book called Supersonic Saints. (a compilation of Mormon pilot stories by John Bytheway) One story in the book made me cry when I read it...In part that story is why I chose a lesser combat role. If I can find the book I will write the story into the blog that day. Anyway, long story short for this blog, Ace Combat sparked my interest for air craft, without that game, I'm not sure if I would be the fanatic I am today. My song quote today is part of the credits from Ace Combat 5. Oh one last thing before I finish off this blog, my name is taken from a story book character in Ace Combat 5. In Ace Combat the first mention of Razgriz is during a mission in which the pilots must fly to sink a submarine in an area comparable to the arctic called the Razgriz Straits. There the story of Razgriz unfolds. Razgriz appears and apparently tries to take the world under its control (everything in parentheses are quotes from the game "Amidst the eternal waves of time From a ripple of change shall the storm rise Out of the abyss peers the eyes of a demon Behold the Razgriz, its wings of black sheath" (before you start to go 'oooooooo Cody names himself after a demon!!!' hear out the rest of my story) Then the demon Razgriz appears, and rains death and destruction upon the land.Man unites to destroy the common foe, Razgriz, or as the game puts it "The demon soars through dark skies Fear and death trail in its shadow beneath Until men united wields a hallowed sabre In final reckoning, the beast is slain" (kinda going for the, becuz Razgriz existed man worked together to destroy it, but hold on its not done yet, it gets better) Things don't go smooth forever though "As the demon sleeps man turns on man His (mans) blood and madness soon cover the earth From the depths of despair awaken the Razgriz Its black wings ablaze in majestic light" For those who can't tell what it means, it means that Razgriz basically comes back, this time as a hero, to stop man's petty squabbling and wars. This is why I named myself after this fictional fairy tale. Done.

"If a man can fly over an ocean And no mountains can get in his way Will he fly on forever Searching for something to believe"-The Journey by Mary Elizabeth McGlynn

Give Me Your Eyes

Today in chapel Mr. Semanek (Favorite teacher like ever) talked about who our real enemy in life is, of course Satan. After Mr. Semanek was done with his talk (which I only spaced out during once, proud to say it) he played a song called Give Me Your Eyes by Brandon Heath. It had such a deep meaning to it, and the music video was so great it would be a shame if I just didn't make it my song tonight. Often times when I'm bored my mind wanders about pointless things. When I walk past people in a store sometimes I wonder will I ever see this person again? What kind of life has this person lived? Are they going through a hard time right now? How does this person view me?...Just little things...Sometimes I wonder if I got the chance to help someone (especially some cute girl) would I step up to the plate and do it? My biggest fear though is that I will finally get that chance, and then let that person down. I hate to let people down.

"Give me your eyes for just one second Give me your eyes so I can see Everything that I keep missing give me your love for humanity Give me your arms for the broken hearted the ones that are far beyond my reach Give me your heart for those forgotten Give me your eyes so I can see"-Give Me Your Eyes by Brandon Heath

Boss of Me

One of my favorite TV show's theme song just happens to be one of my favorite band's song. The TV show which I speak of is called Malcolm in the Middle basically the life of a teenager that is the 3rd out of 4 children (eventually 5). His family is the most dysfunctional out family there ever could be. His dad often has crazy fantasies including winning shoes with springs from one of those packet things that you have to sell stuff. (like cookies) His mother (Lois) often explodes on the children and gives them insanely cruel punishment. His younger brother Dewey rarely does things to his brothers but he is often the target of their pranks (he has a compiled record of every bad thing they have done to him) Malcolm's 2nd oldest brother is Reese who is about as dumb as a plank of wood, but is mean and basically tortures Malcolm and Dewey. (often though Malcolm gets his revenge and just as often Lois punishes both of them) The oldest brother is named Francis and is adored by his younger brothers because he had been the worst out of all of them, and so was sent to military school. There are many great episodes such as one where on Lois' birthday a clown calls her wide load at a batting cage and the whole family goes toe to toe with a bunch of clowns. Another great episode is when someone in the family goes to court and Lois goes insane with making pig-like creations out of bleach jugs. Or when the family goes to a casino and Malcolm's dad (Hal) loses a lot of money so him, Malcolm, and Reese end up in the desert running from the casino security just to find out they have entered a military artillery range. A true favorite for fireworks lovers would be when Malcolm's family goes out to the ranch where Francis works. While there Francis, Malcolm, and Reese decide to go shoot fireworks at night. Well the grand finale of the fireworks show was the "Komodo 3000" which literally (seriously the place lit up!) turned the night to day for a full 5 seconds. The brothers stand there for a minute and one says "when does our vision come back?" another replies "the label said 3 days" after which they all begin to stumble around blindly. However my favorite line comes from an episode where Reese joins the Army underage and gets sent to Afghanistan. Lois goes to the recruiting center and gets intel on where he is. As she comes into the house and announces her plans to the family there Malcolm turns to look at the camera and says "I'm not sure if shes afraid that he could be killed or that someone else is going to do it." What motherly love.

"Yes no maybe, I don't know, can you repeat the question? Your not the boss of me now, your not the boss of me now, your not the boss of me now and your not so big"-Boss of Me by They Might Be Giants