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Monday, July 10, 2006

Mon, 10 Jul 2006 15:58:43 GMT

have you ever been on hold and suddenly really have to pee, like worse than ever before in your life? But you cannot hang up because the call is too important so you start proccessing how to stay on the phone while going to the bathroom, but pictureing yourself fumbling one handed with the zipper, working through the logistics, and then attempting to talk at the same time! you realize that its a fortuitous enterprise. And what if you flush just as they are answering the call... The soft 'on hold' jazz music floating through the reciever makes your bladder feel like its about to bust, and you're afraid that when they do answer, if they ever do, that rush of complex mixed emotions, the sudden elation upon hearing a real voice, the irritation of waiting so long, and the cathartic relief of escaping that damn jazz music might just cause an accident...no? well, i sure the heck have!

Saturday, March 18, 2006

Sat, 18 Mar 2006 12:17:34 GMT

Question: In light of the cross, should christians pray for deliverance from affliction?

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Sat, 25 Feb 2006 03:58:23 GMT

A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist
complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked
how long it took him to catch them.
"Not very long," answered the Mexican.

"But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the
American.

The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his
needs and those of his family.

The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"

"I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta
with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends,
play the guitar, and sing a few songs... I have a full life."

The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help
you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the
extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger
boat."

"And after that?" asked the Mexican.

"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second
one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of
trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then
negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your
own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico
City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your
huge new enterprise."

"How long would that take?" asked the Mexican.

"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American.

"And after that?"

"Afterwards? Well, my Friend, that's when it gets really interesting,"
answered the American, laughing. "When your business
gets really big, you can start selling stocks and make millions!"

"Millions? Really? And after that?" said the Mexican.

"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the
coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a
siesta with your wife, and spend your evenings socializing, and enjoying
your friends."

Are you where you will end up?

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Tue, 24 Jan 2006 15:33:56 GMT

I"m in Indanapolis now, visiting my college roommate. He's at work, at a real job, and I'm sitting in his apartment, on his computer... We went to a Russian resturant last night, I got Zarkoyee...then we watched Walk on Water. Wonderful movie, i recommend it.

Its surreal to see college buddies starting lives, careers, settling down in big cities far from the cares of Wilmore, Asbury... Its just a flicker, just a blip on the screen, then its gone. College is gone, and rest of life begins-- I was reading Psalm 90 the other day and it struck me in an austere moment how short is life. 70 years, maybe 80 if we're strong. I look at the managers at the resturant where I work, wonderful people!, but they spend 40-50 hours a week pleasing people, meeting people's base desire. They do it for their kids, so their kid's kids can get good educations and run businesses and help their kids...Satisfy us with your steadfast love...Make us glad as many days as you have afflicted us...Let your work be manifest to your servants...Prosper the work of our hands... I want to do something more purposeful. More contributive. Maybe I'll save the whales...ha.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

Sat, 14 Jan 2006 13:57:09 GMT

www.ekklesia.uk.co
www.csw.com
www.worldevangelicalalliance.com

these are some great websites on theology and public life.

Monday, January 09, 2006

Mon, 09 Jan 2006 15:10:23 GMT

I'm working on a farm for a few days this week. There is something romantic about farm work, an idealized romanticism that i'm sure will last until i step in a cow patty or get kicked by a horse. But none the less, I am excited about the prospect of working by myself. I'm becoming a costumer machine, that is, yesterday I opened the door for someone while on an erron and said, "Thank you, have a good night" with a big cheesy smile--at 12 in the afternoon. Definately need a break from customer service, and also food service. My last three jobs have involved food in some capacity. Food is such a huge market. We have grocery stores, resturants, delivery services, catering services, cafeterias, ice cream palors, coffee shops, health food stores, fast food...etc. I guess the farm will still be food in some sense, because food comes from farms, but at least I won't be at the consumer level.

And to continue from the last post, Munich is a great movie. Its a stressful movie, according to some friends, but its definately a worthwhile investment in my opinion.

I attended the Rock church this weekend. Lets of cool people and a relaxed atmosphere. I like it. Its definately a 180 from Eastern Orthodox worship services with their emphasis on liturgy and tradition, of which I am a huge fan!, but I love the atmosphere of the Rock. I wonder if I will ever find a place that i walk in and everything is just like I think it should be? Or maybe I should just let go of some of my opinons? Is that setteling for something less?

I've been reading my spiritual hero again lately. Thomas Merton, the monk from Kentucky! The greatest glory we can give God is to be who he created us to be. A tree gives God glory by being a tree. However, we have free will and can choose to be God's creation or our own creation, i.e., who we think we have to be. The greatest worship is a person fully alive, who has allowed the person, the personality, of who they are to live completely, not restricted by fear but thriving in joy. The great spiritual journey to to discover ourselves, whom God made, and discover the work of God in others, because that is God's greatest glory and best kind of corprate worship.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Wed, 04 Jan 2006 02:49:35 GMT

I've watched several movies. I recommend Sin City for those who are more "tolerable" than they should be. It has some fascinating shoots and i personally thought the dialogue was creative. Deliverance is an old movie, but I saw it for the first time yesterday and so its new to me. I liked it, interesting plot, presents moral/ethical questions worth pondering, and people get shot through with arrows--very cool. Does contain one disturbing seen--if you are easily disturbed do not watch. The Woodsman, if you want a movie that will spin your head and heart, check it out. Disturbing, yes. Worth every penny, in the end, yes. If you can plan on going into counseling or the mental health field, its a must see. The Squid and the Whale, also a must seen for counselors and others interested in the inner dynamics of a disfunctional family/divorced family. A few questionable scenes for those who question.

Two worst movies I've seen. The Weatherman. If a date overs to take you to this movie, you should cancel and never return his/her phone calls again. The movies plot is horrible. There are some memorable moments, but ultimately, i left feeling it was the most depressing movie i've ever seen. The second bad movie is Four Brothers. Maybe I was just in a bad mood when i watched the first 2/3s of this, but the movie has the most boring, lame ass characters ever. They are just the typical bad ass hoods out for revenge. Someone forgot to tell the director the movie had been done, or somewhere done, 15 billions times before. And what morals does the movie teach? Forgiveness, reconcilitation, hope for peace and non-violence. No...if someone wrongs you, blow'm up. What creatively moral imaginations behind this blockbuster.

So, guess what I've been up to over my break...

Saturday, December 31, 2005

Sat, 31 Dec 2005 23:09:14 GMT

Happy New Year!!!

Be safe and remember 899-taxi.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Thu, 22 Dec 2005 01:08:31 GMT

-- co-workers vaguely remembering making out at christmas party << people should make out more
-- finished christmas shopping with only one trip to the mall (i hate that damn mall)
-- reading of high tales in distant lands
-- contemplating the ironic statement that "life isn't fair"

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Tue, 13 Dec 2005 03:57:25 GMT

the semester is almost over. Just 14 more pages to write and a test tomarrow afternoon. I'm looking forward to break, working at the OG, relaxing at my family's house. Better food by far. Funny story from this week. I saw a plate of pasta on the bar counter and figured one of the servers left it there on accident, so i picked it up and threw it away in the kitchen. I went to check on a table, and when I came back past the bar one of the female servers points at me with a glare, "Did you throw away a plate of tortellinni?" I thought her hair was going to stand on end. Turns out she was pregant and was eating the food as she went. So yea, i threw away a pregant woman's food, first time I had been so close to death.

In other breaking news...my car leaks water on the inside at the window seal, but I haven't fixed it because i haven't had time and its been dry enough i havent had to worry about it. But recently with the rain and snow its been leaking huge drops onto my drivers seat, so my drivers seat has become a perpetual sponge, and it looks like i've wet my pants every time i get out of my car. Need to get that fixed! Or get adult dipers...