Retirement

Although my blog has been out of service for a very long time I am just now getting around to officially retiring it. Nerf Nerf has been a wonderful blog and shared a few laughs and memories as well as terrible posts with all of us. The writers, editors, and producers of Nerf Nerf all greatly appreciate the support that the entire Internet Community has given it. But now, just like all great athletes, teachers, and other professionals, there comes a time when one must just "walk away." At this moment the blog created by Willie Petersen called Nerf Nerf is officially retired from the blogging universe, and unlike Brett Favre, it will most likely not make multiple comebacks. However, a reunion concert and tour may be in the near future.

Thank you, and goodnight America

Just Chillin'

Summer is the best time of year. I don't understand how kids can cry at the end of the school year when school ends. How can someone be sad to leave a cramped, hot, and smelly concrete box.

I have really enjoyed my summer so far it has been pretty sweet. I have done a lot of fun stuff this summer from basketball camps to taking 2 hour naps in the middle of the day. But the best part of summer is definately being able to just relax. I like to wake up and know I do not have to do anything for the whole day, although in my case that very rarely happens. I do have a philosophy for summer, if anyone really cares. Always count up the days never count down, think what you did and not what you didn't, and no summer day can be wasted.

The End!

There's my blog post for the next 6 months or so

The Post With no Name

Hi, my name is Willie. I have a blog. Oh wait, this is my blog. Or maybe a forgotten website that used to be pretty cool, but is now the equivalent of something that you would buy at the Salvation Army Store (but only if it was on sale). Everyone else has a blog too, you know. They all "update" theirs and make them all "artistic" and "fanciful." Not mine. A lonely Internet wanderer may come across this dumpster of depression one day. There are no creative pictures or things like that to greet them. Just a very threatening liger.

So, to all of the lonesome Internet wanders and any others. Have a nice day :)





PS--- that little thing at the end. mr. colon parenthesis. he is supposed to be a smiling smiley face

Category: Extreme Sucketh

What!?! A blog post? No way? haven't seen one of these for a while. Man blog posts are almost as endagered of mister liger at the top. Did you miss me? I'm sure you did. I'd miss me if I was gone for a while.



Talent show today: Jr. High talent shows aren't usually winners as most people know. But usually they at least are like a 3 or 4 out of ten. The one at my school today.............. -76 out of 10. Not the best rating if I do say so myself. It can be summed up in 1 word........... Extremely Awful. Too many off key singers for my little ears to handle. 2 guitars, 2 pianos, one cool glow in the dark thing. But worst of all. You guessed it, TOO MUCH DACNE COMPANY!! I am tempted to hold an assembly, invite all the dance company on to the stage, and then play the song "Beat it"



Someone should put something like this in the talent show. It is real talent.



Or maybe just re-name it the Untalentful Show.

Post Numero 101

Espisodes 1 through 5: The Adventures of the great Sir William

• Bullet Point Number 1: The first not the second-----------------I have been playing a lot of basketball lately. 50 games to be almost exact. To put that into perspective a NBA season is 81 games. That is pretty much a butload of basketball. My Jr. Jazz team went undefeated and won the county tournament. Jr. High team (cough cough) SUCKED. Churchball went to region. I still can't figure out how that worked. We had 19 people show up to the only games that mattered and managed to win a few. AAU best basketball experience ever. I was the only white kid on the team adn it was awesome. We were 7 and 3 and were the second place team. I personally think that second place is just a nice way of saying you lost, buy second place to a team that we technically shouldn't have even played isn't half bad. And then comes Utah basketball camp. Can you say champion 3 years in a row. I must be good luck or something because most people don't win 1 year in a row let alone 3. That is a freakishly large amount of basketball for a 14 year old


• Bullet Point Number 2: This time it's personal--------------------Can you say no more school? I can I can say it 9 times or maybe just once. NO MORE SCHOOL!!!! Heck to the yes. It is so nice to not have to think, "Crap I totally forgot about that test" or "School is ruining my life and eating all my steak" It makes me feel so happy when Sunday night comes and I don't have to get up and go to school on Monday morning. What a relief.


• Bullet Point Number 3: The threequel----------------------------We went to Washington DC. It was fun. According to my calculations we walked like 25 miles. That is a lot of walking. We saw a lot of cool stuff. I personally saw a Marine dude yell at a little girl. What a dumb little girl. I became a spy and went on a secret mission to the capitol and the National Zoo to meet up with agent Naked, agent Mole, agent Rat, and agent Panda eating bamboo. We went on a secret mission to retrieve the constitution, and to get almost stuck in an airport. I was so happy to get home.


• Bullet Point Number 5: Number 4 did not make it out of the war---And now as the days roll on Sir William and all his friends will have to adventures in the Land of the Lost fighting slow moving lizard people and intelligent dinosaurs. Stay tuned for Episode 6: Revenge of the creature from the swimming pool, Krypto

And remember kids to ask the Narwhal for help. Because he doesn't approve

Where have the days gone?

What?!?!?

Who are those people. For one thing I know for a fact that that isn't Parker and Willie. I think that is like Phillip and Julio. I honestly absolutely have no clue who those people are. They could be Juan-Diego and Jim-Bob. But if they aren't them then I don't know who they are.

Now I know those people. That is the handsome Sir William of Spartacus and his partner in crime........"The Dodger"

Memories.

The title sounds like this this post is some lovey dovey documentary, but it is not.

Today we were cleaning our house and we found a lot of cool stuff. I found a scarf, basketball jerseys, and even my sling from when I broke my thumb. I also found my old 7th grade poem book. And I came across this

the brownish orange ball
that seems to call the neighborhood children
to the driveway
the bouncing that echoes throughout
the entire world
SLAM! to the ground with the sad
look of defeat
or the jumping and cheering when the buzzer
finally beeps
the sweet taste of victory
and the bitter, sour of the opposite
sweat and exhaustion at the end of every
game
tears, falling off faces like a rainstorm when
the end finally comes
they may say it’s only a game but for some
it is life
a life that ends dreaded for most
but joyous for only one
until the dinner bell rings
or it’s too dark to see
life ends
but for only a short time
when the sun has come up
heads and hopes now high
another new game has arrived

I got and A++. Isn't it touching. Doesn't it make you want to hug your basketball and cry and tell it how much you love it?