I made it home and made it back with someone that helped me with a lot more then just a drive. Neat Neat weekend. I went back illinois to be with my family and I got so much more then I thought I would.
Great lessons learned.
Lessons about being dead to self. Lessons about surrendering to God. Lessons about forgiveness all over again. Lessons about giving all doubt all fear all worries to God cause He alone can handle them. Lessons about guidence, lessons about FAITH and letting completely go again and again and getting my fingers out of it and giving God the wheel.
Lessons about when I am slightly stressed is a bad time to check blood pressure. Lessons about driving an automatic Jeep is still as exciting as driving a manual jeep. Although it still would be better with the top off. :)
I learned alot this weekend, How God takes care of those who surrender to him and allow him to.
I surrender all, and I am blessed.
no matter what.
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Friday, May 27, 2005
Running with scissors
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait Shop... You know the place... Well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was juuuuust peachy except of course for the undeniable fact that every single morning my mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast. Dawww!! Big bowl of sauerkraut! Every single mornin'! It was driving me crazy. I said to my mom, I said, "Hey, mom, what's up with all the sauerkraut?" And my dear, sweet mother, she just looked at me like a cow looks at an
oncoming train. And she leaned right down next to me, and she said, "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU!" And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth and force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was 26 and a half years old.
That's when I promised myself that someday, someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place, where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer, and the towels are oh so fluffy! Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long, and anyone on the street will gladly shave you for a nickel!
Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true. Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest to see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's mole. I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize. That's right, a first class, one-way ticket to Albuquerque!
Oh yeah. You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before, and I gotta tell ya, it was really great... except that I had to sit between two large women with excruciatingly severe body odor. And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time. The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts, and the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore...and, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out, and we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside and the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died.
Except for me.
You know why?
Cause I had my tray table up And my seat back in the full upright position
So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage, I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days, draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag and my tenor saxophone and my 12-pound bowlin' ball and my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel. But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn where the towels are oh so fluffy! And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna. It's OK, they're clean. I checked into my room, and I turned down the A/C, and I turned on the SpectraVision, and I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow that I love so very, very much, when suddenly there's a knock on the door. Well, now, who could that be?
I say, "Who is it?" No answer.
"Who is it?" There's no answer.
"WHO IS IT!?" They're not sayin' anything.
So finally, I go over and I open the door, and just as I suspected, it's some big guy with a flock of seagulls, haircut, and only one nostril. Oh, man, I hate it when I'm right.
So, anyway, he bursts into my room, and he grabs my lucky snorkel, and I'm like, "Hey, you can't have that! That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me."
And he's like, "Tough!"
And I'm like, "Give it!"
And he's like, "Make me!"
And I'm like, "'kay!"
So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus, and I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows, and I took out his appendix and he gave a colonic irrigation, yes indeed, you better believe it. And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook. And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice. And you know what it said? I'll tell ya what it said! It said, "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again. If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator.
Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel. But I made a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest, I would not sleep for an instant, until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice.
But first, I decided to buy some donuts.
So I got in my car, and I drove over to the donut shop, and I walked on up to the guy behind the counter and he says, "Yeah, whaddaya want??"
I said, "You got any glazed donuts?"
He said, "Nah, we're outta glazed donuts."
I say, "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
He said, "No, we're outta jelly donuts."
I said, "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
He said, "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts."
I said, "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
He said, "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls!"
I said, "You got any apple fritters?"
He said, "No, we're outta apple fritters!"
I said, "You got any bear claws?"
He said, "Wait a minute, I'll go check."
"No, we're outta bear claws!"
I said, "Well, in that case... in that case, what do you have?" He says, "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving crazed weasels." I said, "OK, I'll take that." So he hands me the box, and I open up the lid, and the weasels jump out
and they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over. Oh, man, they were just goin' nuts! They were tearin' me apart! You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head. I believe it went a little somethin' like this:
DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em
off! Oh, AaaaaaahhhhhhhhhOhhhhhhhhhh!
I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face, wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin' like a constipated wiener dog. And as luck would have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams. Her name was Zelda. She was a caligraphy enthusiast, with a slight overbite, and hair the color of strained peaches. I'll never forget the very first thing she said to me. She said, "Hey, you've got weasels on your face."
That's when I knew it was true love. We were inseparable after that. Aw, we ate together, we even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss. The world was our burrito. So we got married, and we bought us a house and had two beautiful children, Nathaniel and Superfly. Oh we were so very, very, very happy, oh yeah. But then, one fateful night, Zelda said to me, she said, "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?" I said, "Woah! Hold on now, baby! I'm just not ready for that kind of a commitment!" So we broke up, and I never saw her again but that's just the way things go.
Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me, because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream. That's right, I got me a part-time job at the Sizzler! I even made employee of the month after I put out that grease fire with my face. Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that. I was gettin' a lot of attitude.
OK, like one time, I was out in the parkin' lot, tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil, when I see this guy Marty
tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself. So I-I say to him, I say, "Hey, you want me to help you with that?" And
Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes, "No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw!"
So I did.
And then he gets all indignant on me. He's like, "Hey, man, I was just being sarcastic!" Well, that's just great. How was I supposed to know that? I'm not a mind reader, for cryin' out loud. Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy! So what's he complaining about?
Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote.
This guy comes up to me on the street and he tells me he hasn't had a bite in three days. Well, I knew what he meant, but just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his neck. And he's yelling and screaming and bleeding all over, and I'm like, "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?" But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding and screaming, "Aaaahhhh!
AaaaahhhhOhhhhh! Aaaaahhhh!" You know, completely missing the irony of the whole situation. Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?
Anyway,
um...
um...where was I?
Kinda lost my train of thought.......
Uh, well, uh, OK, anyway, I-I know it's kind of a roundabout way of saying it, but, I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is I HATE SAUERKRAUT!
That's all I'm really tryin' to say.
oncoming train. And she leaned right down next to me, and she said, "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU!" And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth and force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was 26 and a half years old.
That's when I promised myself that someday, someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place, where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer, and the towels are oh so fluffy! Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long, and anyone on the street will gladly shave you for a nickel!
Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true. Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest to see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's mole. I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize. That's right, a first class, one-way ticket to Albuquerque!
Oh yeah. You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before, and I gotta tell ya, it was really great... except that I had to sit between two large women with excruciatingly severe body odor. And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time. The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts, and the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore...and, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out, and we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside and the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died.
Except for me.
You know why?
Cause I had my tray table up And my seat back in the full upright position
So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage, I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days, draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag and my tenor saxophone and my 12-pound bowlin' ball and my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel. But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn where the towels are oh so fluffy! And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna. It's OK, they're clean. I checked into my room, and I turned down the A/C, and I turned on the SpectraVision, and I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow that I love so very, very much, when suddenly there's a knock on the door. Well, now, who could that be?
I say, "Who is it?" No answer.
"Who is it?" There's no answer.
"WHO IS IT!?" They're not sayin' anything.
So finally, I go over and I open the door, and just as I suspected, it's some big guy with a flock of seagulls, haircut, and only one nostril. Oh, man, I hate it when I'm right.
So, anyway, he bursts into my room, and he grabs my lucky snorkel, and I'm like, "Hey, you can't have that! That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me."
And he's like, "Tough!"
And I'm like, "Give it!"
And he's like, "Make me!"
And I'm like, "'kay!"
So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus, and I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows, and I took out his appendix and he gave a colonic irrigation, yes indeed, you better believe it. And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook. And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice. And you know what it said? I'll tell ya what it said! It said, "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again. If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator.
Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel. But I made a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest, I would not sleep for an instant, until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice.
But first, I decided to buy some donuts.
So I got in my car, and I drove over to the donut shop, and I walked on up to the guy behind the counter and he says, "Yeah, whaddaya want??"
I said, "You got any glazed donuts?"
He said, "Nah, we're outta glazed donuts."
I say, "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
He said, "No, we're outta jelly donuts."
I said, "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
He said, "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts."
I said, "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
He said, "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls!"
I said, "You got any apple fritters?"
He said, "No, we're outta apple fritters!"
I said, "You got any bear claws?"
He said, "Wait a minute, I'll go check."
"No, we're outta bear claws!"
I said, "Well, in that case... in that case, what do you have?" He says, "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving crazed weasels." I said, "OK, I'll take that." So he hands me the box, and I open up the lid, and the weasels jump out
and they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over. Oh, man, they were just goin' nuts! They were tearin' me apart! You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head. I believe it went a little somethin' like this:
DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em
off! Oh, AaaaaaahhhhhhhhhOhhhhhhhhhh!
I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face, wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin' like a constipated wiener dog. And as luck would have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams. Her name was Zelda. She was a caligraphy enthusiast, with a slight overbite, and hair the color of strained peaches. I'll never forget the very first thing she said to me. She said, "Hey, you've got weasels on your face."
That's when I knew it was true love. We were inseparable after that. Aw, we ate together, we even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss. The world was our burrito. So we got married, and we bought us a house and had two beautiful children, Nathaniel and Superfly. Oh we were so very, very, very happy, oh yeah. But then, one fateful night, Zelda said to me, she said, "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?" I said, "Woah! Hold on now, baby! I'm just not ready for that kind of a commitment!" So we broke up, and I never saw her again but that's just the way things go.
Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me, because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream. That's right, I got me a part-time job at the Sizzler! I even made employee of the month after I put out that grease fire with my face. Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that. I was gettin' a lot of attitude.
OK, like one time, I was out in the parkin' lot, tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil, when I see this guy Marty
tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself. So I-I say to him, I say, "Hey, you want me to help you with that?" And
Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes, "No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw!"
So I did.
And then he gets all indignant on me. He's like, "Hey, man, I was just being sarcastic!" Well, that's just great. How was I supposed to know that? I'm not a mind reader, for cryin' out loud. Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy! So what's he complaining about?
Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote.
This guy comes up to me on the street and he tells me he hasn't had a bite in three days. Well, I knew what he meant, but just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his neck. And he's yelling and screaming and bleeding all over, and I'm like, "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?" But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding and screaming, "Aaaahhhh!
AaaaahhhhOhhhhh! Aaaaahhhh!" You know, completely missing the irony of the whole situation. Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?
Anyway,
um...
um...where was I?
Kinda lost my train of thought.......
Uh, well, uh, OK, anyway, I-I know it's kind of a roundabout way of saying it, but, I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is I HATE SAUERKRAUT!
That's all I'm really tryin' to say.
Thursday, May 26, 2005
ONE more day
I'm going home this weekend. It's been too long. I think a month or so. But it feels like a lot longer then that. A guy that I worked for a while back is coming out here to see me on this weekend too. Massive bummer. I need to give him a call. But I am going home to turn 27. Do you ever remember being younger then ten and looking at somone that's thirty and thinking "I wonder what it's like to be that old"? And now I'm only a couple years away. Wild., Honestly I don't feel any different. I have been told it because I never grew up, only old. In my mind maturity does not come with staleness. I love being alive. Even when life is not so good, every breath is a gift.
Anyhoo so I turn 27 this weekend and I going home.
Sounds like it's gonna be a busy weekend. Livi and Joel have school band stuff, Staci Hohulin's wedding, and Dad wants the kids over on saturday I think. It's all good, I was hopeing to kind of blend into the cracks. I love going home just to be there. I love that house. My room totally got turn into storage, but so it goes. I'll probably sleep in Joels room. I cant believe how big that kid is getting. Insane. And Iivi is gonna be a senoir next year. I remember when she was small enough to fit in my arms. As Al would say, crazy go nuts. Speaking of
I WAS SO close to buying a bike for this summer. A rally bike. It looked huge. The price was right, and I went to the bank. I am about the worst with impulse buys. THE WORST. Well.... I know someone a little worse... But anyway I thought better of it. BUT ITS A RALLY BIKE!! That means I wouldn't "have to" tear up the Jeep anymore. It also means I would probably die a lot sooner. I remember in Roanoke, I was over at Hodels and we were having contests to see how far we could jump his motorcycle. It was a rally bike too but a lot smaller then this one. We were jumping off a dirt pile his dad made. Now with a bigger bike, I'm sure I could find a bigger dirt pile (This IS Kansas) so I'm not sure that this bike would be the best idea.
So I'll PRETEND I'm responsibe once more and pass this one up. Life is too short already, this would probably just make it shorter.
CLICK HERE
Anyhoo so I turn 27 this weekend and I going home.
Sounds like it's gonna be a busy weekend. Livi and Joel have school band stuff, Staci Hohulin's wedding, and Dad wants the kids over on saturday I think. It's all good, I was hopeing to kind of blend into the cracks. I love going home just to be there. I love that house. My room totally got turn into storage, but so it goes. I'll probably sleep in Joels room. I cant believe how big that kid is getting. Insane. And Iivi is gonna be a senoir next year. I remember when she was small enough to fit in my arms. As Al would say, crazy go nuts. Speaking of
I WAS SO close to buying a bike for this summer. A rally bike. It looked huge. The price was right, and I went to the bank. I am about the worst with impulse buys. THE WORST. Well.... I know someone a little worse... But anyway I thought better of it. BUT ITS A RALLY BIKE!! That means I wouldn't "have to" tear up the Jeep anymore. It also means I would probably die a lot sooner. I remember in Roanoke, I was over at Hodels and we were having contests to see how far we could jump his motorcycle. It was a rally bike too but a lot smaller then this one. We were jumping off a dirt pile his dad made. Now with a bigger bike, I'm sure I could find a bigger dirt pile (This IS Kansas) so I'm not sure that this bike would be the best idea.
So I'll PRETEND I'm responsibe once more and pass this one up. Life is too short already, this would probably just make it shorter.
CLICK HERE
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE! THE TRAILER IS HERE!
This is one of my all time favorite book series By C.S. Lewis.
got two words for ya once more
"whoo hoo"
This is one of my all time favorite book series By C.S. Lewis.
got two words for ya once more
"whoo hoo"
One step closer
We went and sang hymns at the nursing home last night while the residents ate supper. I was approached by an RN who pulled me aside and said that there was a woman that had just moved there about 4 weeks ago and hasnt smiled since. The RN said that while we were singing, she didn't stop smiling.
Such a blessing to be a blessing. Such a sence of fullfillment to know that we were able to instill joy to a heart that needed it the most.
Just wow.
We have been going just about every fourth tuesday. I want to go more but I am having a hard time motivating the crew. Such is life. SO STINKIN EASY to make someone elses day/week/whatever and it feels so good. So why is it like pulling teeth to get people to do this stuff? To be a servant to others? Back home in IL we sang once a week at three different places. The RN's said it was the highlight of the week for a lot of those residents. It was great! Motivated people that have a desire to serve others really make a difference in the lives of who they touch. Even if all I get for an hours labor is one smile from someone who hasn't smiled in four weeks, it was BEYOND worth it.
AAAAAAAND I got one step closer to getting the jeep fixed!!
IM SO EXCITED!!
John offered to give me a hand with it which is absolutely wonderful and very much appriecated and I made sure he knew it. So we got it on a gooseneck trailer and took it out to the shed on his farm and got it ready to work on. I told him what needed to be done and he said we could have it outta there in under two weeks from the start. ROCK ON!!! I could almost hear the jeep sigh. Jeeps have feelings to ya know. I think I heard it cry the other night in the garage. I went out to see what was wrong and I saw that the driver side front tire was flat. I pet it and told it that it was soon going to be alright. It said that it was getting tired of the garage and said that it wanted to go play outside again in the creek. I told it that if it tired to play in the condition that it's in that it would get even more sick. It started to wimper and I gave it a hug and told it everything was gonna be fine.
Jeeps are emotional creatures. Ya have to be sensitive to their feelings.
As it was on the trailer going to the farm to get fixed I could almost her is singing as the wind was blowing over it's hood (a feeling it hasn't felt since last summer). I CANT WAIT! I promise no more going over boulders. PROMISEPROMISEPROMISE. We'll still go in the river but no more rock climbing.
Well.......
maybe little rocks
Such a blessing to be a blessing. Such a sence of fullfillment to know that we were able to instill joy to a heart that needed it the most.
Just wow.
We have been going just about every fourth tuesday. I want to go more but I am having a hard time motivating the crew. Such is life. SO STINKIN EASY to make someone elses day/week/whatever and it feels so good. So why is it like pulling teeth to get people to do this stuff? To be a servant to others? Back home in IL we sang once a week at three different places. The RN's said it was the highlight of the week for a lot of those residents. It was great! Motivated people that have a desire to serve others really make a difference in the lives of who they touch. Even if all I get for an hours labor is one smile from someone who hasn't smiled in four weeks, it was BEYOND worth it.
AAAAAAAND I got one step closer to getting the jeep fixed!!
IM SO EXCITED!!
John offered to give me a hand with it which is absolutely wonderful and very much appriecated and I made sure he knew it. So we got it on a gooseneck trailer and took it out to the shed on his farm and got it ready to work on. I told him what needed to be done and he said we could have it outta there in under two weeks from the start. ROCK ON!!! I could almost hear the jeep sigh. Jeeps have feelings to ya know. I think I heard it cry the other night in the garage. I went out to see what was wrong and I saw that the driver side front tire was flat. I pet it and told it that it was soon going to be alright. It said that it was getting tired of the garage and said that it wanted to go play outside again in the creek. I told it that if it tired to play in the condition that it's in that it would get even more sick. It started to wimper and I gave it a hug and told it everything was gonna be fine.
Jeeps are emotional creatures. Ya have to be sensitive to their feelings.
As it was on the trailer going to the farm to get fixed I could almost her is singing as the wind was blowing over it's hood (a feeling it hasn't felt since last summer). I CANT WAIT! I promise no more going over boulders. PROMISEPROMISEPROMISE. We'll still go in the river but no more rock climbing.
Well.......
maybe little rocks
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
CONTRARY TO POPULAR BELIEF...
I forgot what I was gonna say...
probably like a watched pot will in fact boil.
and if a throw a frog into it AFTER it boils, it will jump out.
But if you throw it in BEFORE it will slowly burn to death without even knowing it.
Kinda like sin.
Something blunt is easy to rebuke.
But if it comes slowly and in small increments slowly increasing, It will devour the sinner in time without them even knowing it.
and no I have never boiled a frog in my kitchen.... but I have been tempted.
probably like a watched pot will in fact boil.
and if a throw a frog into it AFTER it boils, it will jump out.
But if you throw it in BEFORE it will slowly burn to death without even knowing it.
Kinda like sin.
Something blunt is easy to rebuke.
But if it comes slowly and in small increments slowly increasing, It will devour the sinner in time without them even knowing it.
and no I have never boiled a frog in my kitchen.... but I have been tempted.
FYI
KENYA BUSH HOUSES
(11 DAYS)
Includes
– Deluxe Accommodations
– Meals as Stated
– Regional flights
– Gameviewing Sightseeing Tours
– Land and Air Transfers
International Airfares available upon request
The Kenya Bush Homes (11 Days) is a flying safari designed to avoid long distance driving. The safari is conducted mainly in four wheel drive open and semi open vehicles. Typically the properties chosen are situated alongside major national parks on privately owned land which ensures a low number of tourists on game drives at any given time. By being private there are also fewer restrictions imposed thus allowing for walking with a guide and night drives etc.. Highlights of the safari include Lewa Downs, Kenya's largest privately owned game reserve which offers horse riding amongst other activities; Rekero Ranch forming a border with the world famous Masai Mara National Park which holds the greatest and most diverse concentration of wildlife in Africa, and is particularly well known for it big cat population and Ol Donyo Wuas a private ranch situated on 300 000 acres between Amboseli and Tsavo National Parks. This safari is exclusive and private allowing clients to experience the big wide open spaces of Africa without the crowds.
Highlights
– Guided bush walks
– Mt Kilimanjaro views
– Night animal viewing
– Horse back riding
– Picnics and bush breakfasts
– Masai & Samburu Culture
– Masai Mara National Park
Departures: Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday
Land Cost From: $4960 per person sharing
$1085 single supplement
Valid 01 Jan - 31 Dec, 2005
*Above cost is based on a minimum of two people traveling.
*Rekero and Lewa Downs closed during April, May and November
I just wanna see a pride of lionesses take down something with out having to see it on tv.
I will see the world. It's just depends on how much time the Lord gives me on this earth to see it all.
(11 DAYS)
Includes
– Deluxe Accommodations
– Meals as Stated
– Regional flights
– Gameviewing Sightseeing Tours
– Land and Air Transfers
International Airfares available upon request
The Kenya Bush Homes (11 Days) is a flying safari designed to avoid long distance driving. The safari is conducted mainly in four wheel drive open and semi open vehicles. Typically the properties chosen are situated alongside major national parks on privately owned land which ensures a low number of tourists on game drives at any given time. By being private there are also fewer restrictions imposed thus allowing for walking with a guide and night drives etc.. Highlights of the safari include Lewa Downs, Kenya's largest privately owned game reserve which offers horse riding amongst other activities; Rekero Ranch forming a border with the world famous Masai Mara National Park which holds the greatest and most diverse concentration of wildlife in Africa, and is particularly well known for it big cat population and Ol Donyo Wuas a private ranch situated on 300 000 acres between Amboseli and Tsavo National Parks. This safari is exclusive and private allowing clients to experience the big wide open spaces of Africa without the crowds.
Highlights
– Guided bush walks
– Mt Kilimanjaro views
– Night animal viewing
– Horse back riding
– Picnics and bush breakfasts
– Masai & Samburu Culture
– Masai Mara National Park
Departures: Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday
Land Cost From: $4960 per person sharing
$1085 single supplement
Valid 01 Jan - 31 Dec, 2005
*Above cost is based on a minimum of two people traveling.
*Rekero and Lewa Downs closed during April, May and November
I just wanna see a pride of lionesses take down something with out having to see it on tv.
I will see the world. It's just depends on how much time the Lord gives me on this earth to see it all.
no more soup for you
I'm supposed to be in Colorado today.
I was supposed to be in Colorado yesterday too.
I am supposed to be in Colorado tommorow
But I wasn't, am, and will be not.
My lungs are acting like I got pneumonia... jerks. I cant quit coughing. Last time I spent a night at ten thousand feet, I went up fine and came back down with my lung full of fluid. I don't wanna find out what would happen now. I'm still kinda bummed. I rather be there then here. I'm technically still on vacation cause I never did the paper work to take back the vacation hours. I kinda abused that yesterday. I came in at noon, which was kinda nice. I did that mornings and afternoons work in the couple hours. It was actually kinda nice to have a task that takes a while. Dont get me wrong I'm not saying that I'm that good, it's just how long the jobs are taking me now. Usually to streach stuff out, while still making deadlines, I do a job then check e-mail, then do a job, then write in the blog, etc....
So today I didn't. I just did all of it. I so shoulda came in at noon today. But I didn't. I could go home, I am scheduled for vacation time today, but I'd be bored. So wadda ya do? Man I lead a rough life. I guess today will be a photoshop day. I haven't done that in a while..... execpt for the flog but that only took a second. Somebody send me some pictures to quistofur@hotmail.com so I can play today. I'll post them on the other blog that I'm catching flak for not keeping up with.
Until then... I wonder how much safaries cost in kenya. I'm gonna go check.
I was supposed to be in Colorado yesterday too.
I am supposed to be in Colorado tommorow
But I wasn't, am, and will be not.
My lungs are acting like I got pneumonia... jerks. I cant quit coughing. Last time I spent a night at ten thousand feet, I went up fine and came back down with my lung full of fluid. I don't wanna find out what would happen now. I'm still kinda bummed. I rather be there then here. I'm technically still on vacation cause I never did the paper work to take back the vacation hours. I kinda abused that yesterday. I came in at noon, which was kinda nice. I did that mornings and afternoons work in the couple hours. It was actually kinda nice to have a task that takes a while. Dont get me wrong I'm not saying that I'm that good, it's just how long the jobs are taking me now. Usually to streach stuff out, while still making deadlines, I do a job then check e-mail, then do a job, then write in the blog, etc....
So today I didn't. I just did all of it. I so shoulda came in at noon today. But I didn't. I could go home, I am scheduled for vacation time today, but I'd be bored. So wadda ya do? Man I lead a rough life. I guess today will be a photoshop day. I haven't done that in a while..... execpt for the flog but that only took a second. Somebody send me some pictures to quistofur@hotmail.com so I can play today. I'll post them on the other blog that I'm catching flak for not keeping up with.
Until then... I wonder how much safaries cost in kenya. I'm gonna go check.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Disney's The Little Flog
OH MY WORD
You guys are hilarious!!
Did we forget what the flog looked like???
Let me refresh...
Yeah um..... no. YOU kiss that. Cause I'm not making my character do it.
BUT I did think of a proper ending.
As the flog leaped the lad closed his clenched his eyes shut waiting for the impact. What he felt was a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey are you going home or what?" came a famalier voice.
"Um.... what?" He raised his head and sat up. The sound of the server humming and his computer hard drive purring filled his ears.
"It's like five thirty! You working late on a project?"
"uhh.. I don't think so..." He looked around and the office and heard the hum of the servers, the shuffling of papers by the nearby receptionist, all but the low rumble of the presses, for it was past five and all the pressmen have gone home.
"Hey man you allright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. we'll see you tommorow." As he reached foward to shut off his computer, his last thought at work was. "Well, it woulda been cool."
You guys are hilarious!!
Did we forget what the flog looked like???
Let me refresh...
Yeah um..... no. YOU kiss that. Cause I'm not making my character do it.
BUT I did think of a proper ending.
As the flog leaped the lad closed his clenched his eyes shut waiting for the impact. What he felt was a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey are you going home or what?" came a famalier voice.
"Um.... what?" He raised his head and sat up. The sound of the server humming and his computer hard drive purring filled his ears.
"It's like five thirty! You working late on a project?"
"uhh.. I don't think so..." He looked around and the office and heard the hum of the servers, the shuffling of papers by the nearby receptionist, all but the low rumble of the presses, for it was past five and all the pressmen have gone home.
"Hey man you allright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. we'll see you tommorow." As he reached foward to shut off his computer, his last thought at work was. "Well, it woulda been cool."
Friday, May 20, 2005
part five: going with the flog
Thanks jimmy
B
Wondering what was so dangerous but not willing to find out, he accepted the flogs offer. So off they went down the path. It was a good thing the lad had accepted the flog offer for the path had many times come to a cross. The flog seeming to have been there and back a hundred times before turned this way and then that. Countless times they had turned left and then right and sometimes not turning at all but always at the same pace with out hesitation. After a while the creature led the lad to a small cove where it stopped and layed down. Thinking that the creature needed a rest the lad stopped and looked for a place to sit. For they had been traveling for quite sometime. As the creature lay down, it put it's back to the lad and soon it rolled over to face him.
"Hello! Quite a start you gave me. I say quite a start! I say, are you lost?"
The poor young man was now quite confused.
"Well....." started the young man. At a complete loss of words the young man began to stammer...
"I..... that is..... you..."
"I say a rather dim witted creature you must be. Indeed. But now we can't have a conversation before introductions now can we?"
Getting frustrated with the flog the lad started "But we just....."
"NOW NOW!! I say NOW NOW!! Entirely too rude I say for such an ugly creature to interrupt in the middle of introductions! Entirely too rude INDEED!"
"BUT I know you already!! We had just met! You are a flog!"
"A FLOG INDEED! One can just look at me and that would seem apparent! Entirely too rude."
All fear was begining to be replace with frustration for the poor lad and he began"You were just..."
"Enough! I say INDEED! Enough! I don't know what you are or what your purpose is but WE have ways of dealing with unrulely youth!"
At that the flog jumped form it's position and......
Is anyone else getting bored with this story?
Really.
B
Wondering what was so dangerous but not willing to find out, he accepted the flogs offer. So off they went down the path. It was a good thing the lad had accepted the flog offer for the path had many times come to a cross. The flog seeming to have been there and back a hundred times before turned this way and then that. Countless times they had turned left and then right and sometimes not turning at all but always at the same pace with out hesitation. After a while the creature led the lad to a small cove where it stopped and layed down. Thinking that the creature needed a rest the lad stopped and looked for a place to sit. For they had been traveling for quite sometime. As the creature lay down, it put it's back to the lad and soon it rolled over to face him.
"Hello! Quite a start you gave me. I say quite a start! I say, are you lost?"
The poor young man was now quite confused.
"Well....." started the young man. At a complete loss of words the young man began to stammer...
"I..... that is..... you..."
"I say a rather dim witted creature you must be. Indeed. But now we can't have a conversation before introductions now can we?"
Getting frustrated with the flog the lad started "But we just....."
"NOW NOW!! I say NOW NOW!! Entirely too rude I say for such an ugly creature to interrupt in the middle of introductions! Entirely too rude INDEED!"
"BUT I know you already!! We had just met! You are a flog!"
"A FLOG INDEED! One can just look at me and that would seem apparent! Entirely too rude."
All fear was begining to be replace with frustration for the poor lad and he began"You were just..."
"Enough! I say INDEED! Enough! I don't know what you are or what your purpose is but WE have ways of dealing with unrulely youth!"
At that the flog jumped form it's position and......
Is anyone else getting bored with this story?
Really.
Part four: the flog.
If I left ya hanging I'm sorry. I was sick yesterday with something that creeped into my lungs and that stuck me in bed for the vast majority of the day. I actually did get out of the house at like 6 in the evening to watch thursday night softball at John and Carol's. They even got me to play a little which was good cause I needed to clear my lungs. Anyhoo back to the story. I would go with Jim's but he corrected my spelling in the last one. :)
Luke so you don't pitcha fit
B, Have you seen and vending machines? I wanna dr pepper.
The animal looked at him with curiosity. "vendeemuchneene? I have never heard of such a creature" the animal laughed. "And who is Dr. Pepper? Does he ride the vendeemuchneene beast?"
Wisely deciding to drop the conversation as to not upset the creature and remembering his manners as best he could, he deiced not to mention the foremost thought on the tip of his toungue. Remarking how very unkempt the creature appeared would definitely not be the smartest way at all to establish conversation with the creature, especially when the diet of the animal remained unknown.
So the conversation went something like this:
"If you please sir, I have never seen a creature such as you. What are you called?"
"I'm not sure what kingdom you are from Lad.... but where ever it is, the subjects must be very rude indeed! Such a question to ask a stranger. Such a question indeed! But I suppose one cannot expect proper politeness from such a ugly creature. I am a flog."
feeling a bit hot under the collar, the young man checked his temper and remained what he thought was polite.
"if you please then Mr. Flog, would you be so kind as to tell me where we are?"
"What a simple question to ask!" retorted the creature. "Where we are?? I am here and YOU are standing there! Simple question indeed! where we are......."
Checking his temper once more the young man asked "I am trying to get back home! If you please, I need to find a path to where I need to go!"
"and in which direction is home?"
"......I'm not quite sure..."
"then it doesn't really matter what direction you go! Such a simple creature indeed!"
"Well you are of no help and I shall find my way home by myself."
"oh you mustn't travel alone! It's not safe, not safe indeed for such a simple creature as your self to travel alone. I will help you. Besides I found you here and I feel responsible. I will help you find this Doctor Pepper friend of yours and the creature vendeemuchneene he rides on. Come, I have a friend who lives in a garden near here. He will know how to get you where you are going!"
The young man pondered his state once more. He was beginning to enjoy the present company less and less but help comes unlooked for sometimes in the strangest of places.
A: Go with the flog
B: tell the flog off
C: try to find the garden by himself
Luke so you don't pitcha fit
B, Have you seen and vending machines? I wanna dr pepper.
The animal looked at him with curiosity. "vendeemuchneene? I have never heard of such a creature" the animal laughed. "And who is Dr. Pepper? Does he ride the vendeemuchneene beast?"
Wisely deciding to drop the conversation as to not upset the creature and remembering his manners as best he could, he deiced not to mention the foremost thought on the tip of his toungue. Remarking how very unkempt the creature appeared would definitely not be the smartest way at all to establish conversation with the creature, especially when the diet of the animal remained unknown.
So the conversation went something like this:
"If you please sir, I have never seen a creature such as you. What are you called?"
"I'm not sure what kingdom you are from Lad.... but where ever it is, the subjects must be very rude indeed! Such a question to ask a stranger. Such a question indeed! But I suppose one cannot expect proper politeness from such a ugly creature. I am a flog."
feeling a bit hot under the collar, the young man checked his temper and remained what he thought was polite.
"if you please then Mr. Flog, would you be so kind as to tell me where we are?"
"What a simple question to ask!" retorted the creature. "Where we are?? I am here and YOU are standing there! Simple question indeed! where we are......."
Checking his temper once more the young man asked "I am trying to get back home! If you please, I need to find a path to where I need to go!"
"and in which direction is home?"
"......I'm not quite sure..."
"then it doesn't really matter what direction you go! Such a simple creature indeed!"
"Well you are of no help and I shall find my way home by myself."
"oh you mustn't travel alone! It's not safe, not safe indeed for such a simple creature as your self to travel alone. I will help you. Besides I found you here and I feel responsible. I will help you find this Doctor Pepper friend of yours and the creature vendeemuchneene he rides on. Come, I have a friend who lives in a garden near here. He will know how to get you where you are going!"
The young man pondered his state once more. He was beginning to enjoy the present company less and less but help comes unlooked for sometimes in the strangest of places.
A: Go with the flog
B: tell the flog off
C: try to find the garden by himself
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
part three: the path
Thanks brooke.
A: take the path
The path, how ever uninviting it was, seemed to be the best option as it were. So down the path he went. It seemed days of walking. The path never seemed to end as it twisted and turned each way. As he looked to either side he found he was enshrouded with a thick forest. Even if one (unwisely) chose to leave the path, it would be a task in itself. The trees were so tangled together that it was an amazing thing to see. Here and there crossing the path he could spot game trails of smaller creatures. Hoping that these tiny tracks belonged to the larger of the known creatures of this place, he walked onward. As he came around the next bend he was startled to hear the fisrt voice since the begining of this very odd morning.
"are you lost?" came the voice.
The fact was this voice was a very odd voice indeed, for it's sound started with a rumbling purr and ended in that of a croak. A very hard voice to describe indeed. As he peered across the path, he could not of prepared him self for what he saw. For it was a lion with the face of a frog.
He stammered a bit til he regained his wits and replied.....
What did he say?
A: nope just out for a walk, by the way where am I?
B: Have you seen any vending machines? I wanna dr pepper
C: yes, if you please sir, I'm looking for a way home
D: dang you're ugly
F: have you seen a white rabbit?
A: take the path
The path, how ever uninviting it was, seemed to be the best option as it were. So down the path he went. It seemed days of walking. The path never seemed to end as it twisted and turned each way. As he looked to either side he found he was enshrouded with a thick forest. Even if one (unwisely) chose to leave the path, it would be a task in itself. The trees were so tangled together that it was an amazing thing to see. Here and there crossing the path he could spot game trails of smaller creatures. Hoping that these tiny tracks belonged to the larger of the known creatures of this place, he walked onward. As he came around the next bend he was startled to hear the fisrt voice since the begining of this very odd morning.
"are you lost?" came the voice.
The fact was this voice was a very odd voice indeed, for it's sound started with a rumbling purr and ended in that of a croak. A very hard voice to describe indeed. As he peered across the path, he could not of prepared him self for what he saw. For it was a lion with the face of a frog.
He stammered a bit til he regained his wits and replied.....
What did he say?
A: nope just out for a walk, by the way where am I?
B: Have you seen any vending machines? I wanna dr pepper
C: yes, if you please sir, I'm looking for a way home
D: dang you're ugly
F: have you seen a white rabbit?
part two: the feild
thanks vanessa for the post
B
taking a deep breath he turned the knob. Light streamed in his eyes he could feel the warmth on his skin as the door slowly opened outwards. What should of been there was a gravel parking lot. What was there he didn't know. The light was far to bright. He tried to shade his eyes as he stepped foward. As he did he stepped onto something soft. Feeling the heat disperse, he wondered if it was ok to open up his eyes. As he did he was shocked at what he saw. There was no gravel parking lot but an open grass lawn streched out before him. Neaty trimmed hedges on both sides as it ended in a tall dark forest. The feild was bigger then he had seen before. In the middle on the feild there was what looked like to be a garden. Getting a little weirded out he turned around only to see that the way he had come here was not the way he was going to get back. There the forest haunched over him. He could almost feel the heavyness that it protrayed. Occouring to him that he was merely in a clearing in a deep forest he decied to take a look around. He skirted the outside of the dence forest til he came upon a path. It looked most uninviting but for lack of better options he pondered his state.
Does he
A: take the path
B: keep exploring the rim of the clearing
C: Explore the garden in the middle
B
taking a deep breath he turned the knob. Light streamed in his eyes he could feel the warmth on his skin as the door slowly opened outwards. What should of been there was a gravel parking lot. What was there he didn't know. The light was far to bright. He tried to shade his eyes as he stepped foward. As he did he stepped onto something soft. Feeling the heat disperse, he wondered if it was ok to open up his eyes. As he did he was shocked at what he saw. There was no gravel parking lot but an open grass lawn streched out before him. Neaty trimmed hedges on both sides as it ended in a tall dark forest. The feild was bigger then he had seen before. In the middle on the feild there was what looked like to be a garden. Getting a little weirded out he turned around only to see that the way he had come here was not the way he was going to get back. There the forest haunched over him. He could almost feel the heavyness that it protrayed. Occouring to him that he was merely in a clearing in a deep forest he decied to take a look around. He skirted the outside of the dence forest til he came upon a path. It looked most uninviting but for lack of better options he pondered his state.
Does he
A: take the path
B: keep exploring the rim of the clearing
C: Explore the garden in the middle
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Part one: Turn of events
As he sat at his desk, blankly staring at an empty computer screen, he began to notice certain things about his surroundings. The hum of the servers, the shuffling of papers by the nearby receptionist, even the low rumble of the presses in the distant back. He glanced at the job tickets sitting on his desk and felt even less motivation now then when he had started on them. The first job he was still waiting on files. The second job was a 5 cd set that took the majority of yesterday afternoon to upload to the system. Just about shot his attention span by an hour. As he finished up the last one he noticed that when he concentrated, the noises of the room dissapear.
But something was different.
He was done and there were no noises. No voices, no server hum...
Nothing.
As he glanced up from his computer he noticed that we was completely alone. Starting to get a little weired out he started calling his coworkers by name. His voice sounded like it was in a cavern. As it echoed in the room he noticed several things that were wrong. The blinking lights on the server had stopped but where still on, his computer screen was on but there was no sound coming from the hard drive. I was so quite he could hear himself breathe. As he started walking around he noticed that all was like this. He went to the back and saw all presses had stopped in mid impression. Everybody was gone. It was like no one had been there ever before and all was automatied and had just stopped. But there was something else. Something really wrong. As he neared the door to the outside of the building he noticed a bright white streaming from the cracks around the outside of the door. Touching the knob he felt it was very warm and almost hot.
what does he do?
A.explore more to find out what's going on
B. try to open the door
C. find another door outside
D. go back to his computer
But something was different.
He was done and there were no noises. No voices, no server hum...
Nothing.
As he glanced up from his computer he noticed that we was completely alone. Starting to get a little weired out he started calling his coworkers by name. His voice sounded like it was in a cavern. As it echoed in the room he noticed several things that were wrong. The blinking lights on the server had stopped but where still on, his computer screen was on but there was no sound coming from the hard drive. I was so quite he could hear himself breathe. As he started walking around he noticed that all was like this. He went to the back and saw all presses had stopped in mid impression. Everybody was gone. It was like no one had been there ever before and all was automatied and had just stopped. But there was something else. Something really wrong. As he neared the door to the outside of the building he noticed a bright white streaming from the cracks around the outside of the door. Touching the knob he felt it was very warm and almost hot.
what does he do?
A.explore more to find out what's going on
B. try to open the door
C. find another door outside
D. go back to his computer
Another day
another dr pepper.
oh wait...
:(
to those of you who didn't know I actually "quit" that nasty habit.... pretty much
Last week and today I think I only went to the vending machine twice. I think. It has become such a habit that I would get to go get something to eat and come back with a pop and wonder how I got it. So I would go back to the vending maching for a candy bar and come back with another pop. Oh so sad but true.
Today will be exceptionally hard because I was running later then ususal this morning and I forgot my water bottle. I'm drinking about a liter and a half a day. execpt for when I dont have it. I didn't bring any cash today either... this does not look good.
There's a fountain free
tis in the breakroom you see
And I would haste oh haste to go drink
but it's way over there
and it's taste is not fair
and when the water comes out it looks pink.
it so gross (it so gross)
to take a drink from that place
it's so wrong (it's so wrong)
to let that water touch my face
there's no way (theres no way)
I am drinking from there
I would rather pull out my hair.
(sigh)
gonna be another long day
oh wait...
:(
to those of you who didn't know I actually "quit" that nasty habit.... pretty much
Last week and today I think I only went to the vending machine twice. I think. It has become such a habit that I would get to go get something to eat and come back with a pop and wonder how I got it. So I would go back to the vending maching for a candy bar and come back with another pop. Oh so sad but true.
Today will be exceptionally hard because I was running later then ususal this morning and I forgot my water bottle. I'm drinking about a liter and a half a day. execpt for when I dont have it. I didn't bring any cash today either... this does not look good.
There's a fountain free
tis in the breakroom you see
And I would haste oh haste to go drink
but it's way over there
and it's taste is not fair
and when the water comes out it looks pink.
it so gross (it so gross)
to take a drink from that place
it's so wrong (it's so wrong)
to let that water touch my face
there's no way (theres no way)
I am drinking from there
I would rather pull out my hair.
(sigh)
gonna be another long day
Monday, May 16, 2005
Correction
I retract my previous statment about retiring to be a jaguar.
Hobbes said he would help me modify our transmographer gun to a species modification ray. I like hobbes, he had great ideas for a tiger.
GETTING NOTHING DONE TODAY AND IT'S SO NOT MY FAULT.
Hobbes said he would help me modify our transmographer gun to a species modification ray. I like hobbes, he had great ideas for a tiger.
GETTING NOTHING DONE TODAY AND IT'S SO NOT MY FAULT.
I have come
to a realisation that I wont ever grow up to be a Jaguar.
Kinda a bummer and a quite the blow to my ego.
I always wanted to be a Leopard or a jaguar, but alas it has come to my attention that one can not grow up into a different species. Now that I have learned this devastating news, If you need anything I will be curled up in the corner wondering what I am going to do with the rest of my life.
Kinda a bummer and a quite the blow to my ego.
I always wanted to be a Leopard or a jaguar, but alas it has come to my attention that one can not grow up into a different species. Now that I have learned this devastating news, If you need anything I will be curled up in the corner wondering what I am going to do with the rest of my life.
found a happy place
Turtle Soup was one of my most favorite songs in the musical alice in wonderland.
I always wanted to go there. I wouldn't get weirded out like alice did and I am sure that I would be quite comfortable and the march hare, the mad hatter, and I would become quite close. I would probably visit the Gryphon and the mock turtle quite frequently and sing together "Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail. There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail." See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance! They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?
I think I'm losing it
I always wanted to go there. I wouldn't get weirded out like alice did and I am sure that I would be quite comfortable and the march hare, the mad hatter, and I would become quite close. I would probably visit the Gryphon and the mock turtle quite frequently and sing together "Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail. There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail." See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance! They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?
I think I'm losing it
Monday hiku
(hiku)
I wish I woulda gone
but it rained and they wussed out
but it's all good now
instead we played golf
I mean we did saturday
but not on friday
and now it's monday
happy bright sunny monday
and I have no voice
but it is all good
cause I think it's kinda fun
to sit here and hum
(/hiku)
It sounds like I'm purring when I hum and my voice is like this.
That's what my sister said.
She was rubbing my neck and I hummed and she got the giggles cause she said I was purring and then I started laughing and she stated laughing and I started laughing harder, and she stared crying she was laughing so hard.....
I miss livi.
I wish I woulda gone
but it rained and they wussed out
but it's all good now
instead we played golf
I mean we did saturday
but not on friday
and now it's monday
happy bright sunny monday
and I have no voice
but it is all good
cause I think it's kinda fun
to sit here and hum
(/hiku)
It sounds like I'm purring when I hum and my voice is like this.
That's what my sister said.
She was rubbing my neck and I hummed and she got the giggles cause she said I was purring and then I started laughing and she stated laughing and I started laughing harder, and she stared crying she was laughing so hard.....
I miss livi.
Sore something
I don't have a cold.. I don't think
My throat doesnt hurt..... Kinda.
And I dont feel a rattle in my chest
so why is my voice three octaves lower this morning?
I tried to talk for the first time this morning during a phone call
I didn't recgonize my voice. Neither did bossman dan.
It was kinda funny.
Me: yeeeeeello..
Nelson?
Me: nope. (smiling at he doesn't recgonize me)
ummm....(wondering who the heck is answering phones over here) is simon there?
Me: lemmie check...... nope
(silence)
Me: probably in the plane room you can try up there.
K thanks (in a confused voice)
ahhhhhhh gonna be a good day.
My throat doesnt hurt..... Kinda.
And I dont feel a rattle in my chest
so why is my voice three octaves lower this morning?
I tried to talk for the first time this morning during a phone call
I didn't recgonize my voice. Neither did bossman dan.
It was kinda funny.
Me: yeeeeeello..
Nelson?
Me: nope. (smiling at he doesn't recgonize me)
ummm....(wondering who the heck is answering phones over here) is simon there?
Me: lemmie check...... nope
(silence)
Me: probably in the plane room you can try up there.
K thanks (in a confused voice)
ahhhhhhh gonna be a good day.
Friday, May 13, 2005
Cheddar chesse crackers
welp...
I got my computer up and going. Kinda
MOST of the programs have the glitches worked out.
I think I got my ppd's installed in all my programs.
But my dongle isn't working.
stupid dongle.
called teck support again which made me happy
got a case number and promise to get back with me which makes me not
but it's friday and I got paid so I'm happy
but my camping trip was cancelled because the wusses are afraid of rain which makes me not
but Me Jud and Tim might do something so that KINDA makes up for it....
I'd rather be camping. Weather doesn't really matter.
BUT... oh well...
wusses.
I just got a call from the artwork systems teck guy. Kinda a jerk. But he fixed it. I think this was one of those "oh my word you don't know this and youare wasting my time" kinda guy. Oh well, takes all kinds to make the world go round.
BUT AT LEAST IT'S FRIDAY RIGHT??
I got a paper cut today too.
And I cut myself on a corner of a table...
how?
I have no Idea. HOW DOES ONE CUT HIMSELF ON A "CORNER" OF A ROUNDED EDGE TABLE??
But for some reason, it's all good. I don't really mind and I felt like giggling all day at my days today and yesterday. I know why but I'm not telling. But it's all good. Ed Ringger once told me it's the little things that make the big difference, but in the same breath he told me not to fret the small stuff. It useta TOTALLY confused the tar outta me. But then it occured to me, there are two different types of "little things". The kind that mean alot and the kind that means nuthin. I can't sit here and type out which ones are which. You gotta figure out those things by yourself. Once that is done, life is just....
wow.
so life is wow.
and dongles and teck guys and papercuts and tables that are out to get me and computers that like to ramdomly meltdown mean nuthin cause..I'm running blind on the wheels of faith
I'm groovin to a beat of a heart that prays
Hangin on every word HE says
I get a little stronger every day.
:)
I got my computer up and going. Kinda
MOST of the programs have the glitches worked out.
I think I got my ppd's installed in all my programs.
But my dongle isn't working.
stupid dongle.
called teck support again which made me happy
got a case number and promise to get back with me which makes me not
but it's friday and I got paid so I'm happy
but my camping trip was cancelled because the wusses are afraid of rain which makes me not
but Me Jud and Tim might do something so that KINDA makes up for it....
I'd rather be camping. Weather doesn't really matter.
BUT... oh well...
wusses.
I just got a call from the artwork systems teck guy. Kinda a jerk. But he fixed it. I think this was one of those "oh my word you don't know this and youare wasting my time" kinda guy. Oh well, takes all kinds to make the world go round.
BUT AT LEAST IT'S FRIDAY RIGHT??
I got a paper cut today too.
And I cut myself on a corner of a table...
how?
I have no Idea. HOW DOES ONE CUT HIMSELF ON A "CORNER" OF A ROUNDED EDGE TABLE??
But for some reason, it's all good. I don't really mind and I felt like giggling all day at my days today and yesterday. I know why but I'm not telling. But it's all good. Ed Ringger once told me it's the little things that make the big difference, but in the same breath he told me not to fret the small stuff. It useta TOTALLY confused the tar outta me. But then it occured to me, there are two different types of "little things". The kind that mean alot and the kind that means nuthin. I can't sit here and type out which ones are which. You gotta figure out those things by yourself. Once that is done, life is just....
wow.
so life is wow.
and dongles and teck guys and papercuts and tables that are out to get me and computers that like to ramdomly meltdown mean nuthin cause..I'm running blind on the wheels of faith
I'm groovin to a beat of a heart that prays
Hangin on every word HE says
I get a little stronger every day.
:)
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Life is good
My computer fried out.
Like massively.
like... oygoodnessisthatsmoke?????
not really, but kinda.
So the rest of today is shot,
all my work goes to Simon til I can fix it.
which mean's diagnostics for the rest of the day.
which means click a button and wait for the polar ice caps to melt, which will probably happen before these test are done.
so the tests got done and poof.. nuthin.
crud
Time for tech support.
I love calling those guys.
So I just got off the phone with a teck guy from sunny CA. His name was john. He were getting along great and the computer was not playing nice and I was ready to gear up for a great conversation with a total stranger when he said to pop in the installl disk and blah blah blah blah and that I could probably take it form there.
Bummer.
I liked john. I bet if he woulda stayed on the phone for another hour we coulda became good friends. I bet if he had a dog, I could found out what it's name was.
Last teck call I made was awesome. I don't remember his name but he lived in India. For the 2+ hours we were on the phone I found that he was married and had three kids. Amoung many many other things I found that It was a beautiful day in India that day. His drive to work that morning took three hours because he didn't live in the city. But it was fine. He liked it better in the country cause there are way too many people in the city. He didn't have any pets, and he liked soccer. Both his parents have passed away and he was the youngest of a large family. I would of found out what kinda car he drove but he was getting frustrated at my computer and told me he was sorry but I had to wipe it clean and start over. He did thank me for the wonderful conversation and hoped everything turned out right. I told him to say hi to his kids for me...
I might just call back and see if I can't talk to john again...
I bet he surfs.
He sounded like a surfer.
Like massively.
like... oygoodnessisthatsmoke?????
not really, but kinda.
So the rest of today is shot,
all my work goes to Simon til I can fix it.
which mean's diagnostics for the rest of the day.
which means click a button and wait for the polar ice caps to melt, which will probably happen before these test are done.
so the tests got done and poof.. nuthin.
crud
Time for tech support.
I love calling those guys.
So I just got off the phone with a teck guy from sunny CA. His name was john. He were getting along great and the computer was not playing nice and I was ready to gear up for a great conversation with a total stranger when he said to pop in the installl disk and blah blah blah blah and that I could probably take it form there.
Bummer.
I liked john. I bet if he woulda stayed on the phone for another hour we coulda became good friends. I bet if he had a dog, I could found out what it's name was.
Last teck call I made was awesome. I don't remember his name but he lived in India. For the 2+ hours we were on the phone I found that he was married and had three kids. Amoung many many other things I found that It was a beautiful day in India that day. His drive to work that morning took three hours because he didn't live in the city. But it was fine. He liked it better in the country cause there are way too many people in the city. He didn't have any pets, and he liked soccer. Both his parents have passed away and he was the youngest of a large family. I would of found out what kinda car he drove but he was getting frustrated at my computer and told me he was sorry but I had to wipe it clean and start over. He did thank me for the wonderful conversation and hoped everything turned out right. I told him to say hi to his kids for me...
I might just call back and see if I can't talk to john again...
I bet he surfs.
He sounded like a surfer.
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
The dog that wouldn't quit
I hit mc donalds for lunch today and went the park. I felt like feeding the ducks so I got more then I needed. As I got to the lake, I parked my truck by the edge and walked to a bench. What I saw I didn't expect.
There was a dog chasing the ducks.
Big deal? Not really.
But the ducks were out in the middle the lake. So was the dog.. in the middle of no small lake. The ducks were much faster swimmers and it was like they were taunting the dog, letting it get close then every time the dog got within like ten feet of the ducks, they would fly to a different spot. Every time they flew to the other end, the dog (who was swimming at about the speed of a hyperactive inchworm) would turn around and cross the lake only to turn around and have to do the same thing over and over again. But it didnt matter because the dog wouldn't give up. HE WANTED THEM DUCKS. He kept it's eye on the prize even though it would never be accomplished. He chased a dream that he refused to give up. I watched and ate lunch for like a half hour. As I left the dog was still chasing the ducks.
This just goes to show...
dedication and perseverance are WAY OVER RATED!
Either that or if yer gonna chase a duck, make sure it's wings are clipped and it only has one leg.... er.... something like that. I never was good at making those "moral of the story" endings.
There was a dog chasing the ducks.
Big deal? Not really.
But the ducks were out in the middle the lake. So was the dog.. in the middle of no small lake. The ducks were much faster swimmers and it was like they were taunting the dog, letting it get close then every time the dog got within like ten feet of the ducks, they would fly to a different spot. Every time they flew to the other end, the dog (who was swimming at about the speed of a hyperactive inchworm) would turn around and cross the lake only to turn around and have to do the same thing over and over again. But it didnt matter because the dog wouldn't give up. HE WANTED THEM DUCKS. He kept it's eye on the prize even though it would never be accomplished. He chased a dream that he refused to give up. I watched and ate lunch for like a half hour. As I left the dog was still chasing the ducks.
This just goes to show...
dedication and perseverance are WAY OVER RATED!
Either that or if yer gonna chase a duck, make sure it's wings are clipped and it only has one leg.... er.... something like that. I never was good at making those "moral of the story" endings.
Monday, May 09, 2005
Humbled
I put on my new shoes and a feeling hits me like a ton of bricks.
It's just new shoes right?
Not a big deal.
The old ones made the bottoms of my feet bleed when I walked all day in them.
So I bought new ones.
That easy.
yet.....
I wonder how many people just dream of new shoes.
I wonder how many people dont even have shoes.
and I have more then one pair, and I just bought another.
why don't I see that as the blessing it is?
why do I gloss over it as "just" new shoes.
amazing what God can use to help me realise how insanely blessed I really am.
Thank you Father, for giving me new shoes.
It's just new shoes right?
Not a big deal.
The old ones made the bottoms of my feet bleed when I walked all day in them.
So I bought new ones.
That easy.
yet.....
I wonder how many people just dream of new shoes.
I wonder how many people dont even have shoes.
and I have more then one pair, and I just bought another.
why don't I see that as the blessing it is?
why do I gloss over it as "just" new shoes.
amazing what God can use to help me realise how insanely blessed I really am.
Thank you Father, for giving me new shoes.
Lunch with Jud
helped me see a couple things.
one
it doesn't matter how much a1 sauce you put on a well done piece of steak. It just doesn't.
two
his mom carves off all the fat, bad bad Aleta.
three
I got nuthin else but ya cant say one and two without a three
MY SHOES SHOULD BE HERE IN LIKE 30 MIN!!!!!!!
I'd be new shirts too but I'm having a hard time justifing 150 dollars on two shirt/jackets/thingys in the summer. Maybe for cool/semi cold jeep evenings. But I got some baja jackets perfect for those. Still havent got the oil pan out yet, the last bolt is wedged between the pan and the engine mount. Very uncool. I have even thought about getting a grinder but that kinda defeats the purpose of fixing an oil pan that leaks. The gas tank is another issue. My landlord would kill me if I put a hole in the ground where the garage used to be, if the explosion didn't do if first. But It needs to be fixed. I can't have gas leaking on my exhaust pipe now can I?
one
it doesn't matter how much a1 sauce you put on a well done piece of steak. It just doesn't.
two
his mom carves off all the fat, bad bad Aleta.
three
I got nuthin else but ya cant say one and two without a three
MY SHOES SHOULD BE HERE IN LIKE 30 MIN!!!!!!!
I'd be new shirts too but I'm having a hard time justifing 150 dollars on two shirt/jackets/thingys in the summer. Maybe for cool/semi cold jeep evenings. But I got some baja jackets perfect for those. Still havent got the oil pan out yet, the last bolt is wedged between the pan and the engine mount. Very uncool. I have even thought about getting a grinder but that kinda defeats the purpose of fixing an oil pan that leaks. The gas tank is another issue. My landlord would kill me if I put a hole in the ground where the garage used to be, if the explosion didn't do if first. But It needs to be fixed. I can't have gas leaking on my exhaust pipe now can I?
Friday, May 06, 2005
of memoires and mergers
I have been working in the back alot lately. Totally slow in the office and Nelson has noticed that it drives me nuts. So I have been in the back working. It's kinda nice. They let me bring my ipod.
Just got a phone call from a guy in Phoenix. Amoung other business things, we talked about the mountians south of the city. Those were some neat places around there. I remember having some friends north of town on what used to be past the city limits of scottsdale. Very cool people. They had a flat roof (it IS the desert) and we would put lawn chairs up there and lay them flat and look at stars and listen to the coyotes come in. Amazing times. I love living there, if it wouldna been for the time period of my life when I was there, I might of found a better job and stayed. But if I would of stayed, I can't imagine where I would be. I felt clear direction to come back. So I did and I have been blessed beyond what I could of imagined.
In Phoenix I had been offered a free ride at a college. A FREE RIDE. I couldn't believe it so I did some digging. I found that the average starting SALARY of the graduates who applied themselves was 70 thousand a year. This was a field I excelled in. Design has always been my passion. I knew I could do it, but the Lord had other plans. By Gods grace He had helped me view the choice in a way that made it insanely easy to make. I am glad that I have followed my Heavenly father this far, he has blessed me beyond what I thought possible. This road definately had it's share of potholes but those are just to make sure yer paying attention to the road.
On the downside of things the semi evil cooporation (but not as evil as the Gates empire) Macromedia just made an announcement that there will be a merger with..... I dare to say it.... Adobe systems. That's like.... wrong. Illustrator is my flagship program and if Adobe changes that, I am so writitng a nasty letter.
Just got a phone call from a guy in Phoenix. Amoung other business things, we talked about the mountians south of the city. Those were some neat places around there. I remember having some friends north of town on what used to be past the city limits of scottsdale. Very cool people. They had a flat roof (it IS the desert) and we would put lawn chairs up there and lay them flat and look at stars and listen to the coyotes come in. Amazing times. I love living there, if it wouldna been for the time period of my life when I was there, I might of found a better job and stayed. But if I would of stayed, I can't imagine where I would be. I felt clear direction to come back. So I did and I have been blessed beyond what I could of imagined.
In Phoenix I had been offered a free ride at a college. A FREE RIDE. I couldn't believe it so I did some digging. I found that the average starting SALARY of the graduates who applied themselves was 70 thousand a year. This was a field I excelled in. Design has always been my passion. I knew I could do it, but the Lord had other plans. By Gods grace He had helped me view the choice in a way that made it insanely easy to make. I am glad that I have followed my Heavenly father this far, he has blessed me beyond what I thought possible. This road definately had it's share of potholes but those are just to make sure yer paying attention to the road.
On the downside of things the semi evil cooporation (but not as evil as the Gates empire) Macromedia just made an announcement that there will be a merger with..... I dare to say it.... Adobe systems. That's like.... wrong. Illustrator is my flagship program and if Adobe changes that, I am so writitng a nasty letter.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
iwantgimmie's
WELP....
The goverment people never showed up last night. Kinda dissapointed. So here I sit.....
No bad guys to fight, just the massive temptation of this oakley catalog Simon passed to me.
I had no clue they made so much stuff!!
From Rash Guard surfing shirts
70
to wake boarding shorts
55
to cool tshirts
22
to really cool short sleeve button downs
48
to flippin sweet coverts and arc jackets
90+65
to all sorts of sandals
65
to dirt bike goggles
60
to sun glasses with with i pod compatable headset BUILT IN!! (i had to go the bathroom after reading that one)
395 (for the cheep ones)
to backbpacks to dufflebags to watches to belts to.....
125+130+400+35......
my brain just fused
grand total of gimmeiwant's minus a couple (I haven't been surfing since I lived out west and I haven't been on a bike since I lived In Illinois... so we don't really NEED those two things now do we?)
= what I paid for my truck........
maybe I might just give the catalog back to simon....
The goverment people never showed up last night. Kinda dissapointed. So here I sit.....
No bad guys to fight, just the massive temptation of this oakley catalog Simon passed to me.
I had no clue they made so much stuff!!
From Rash Guard surfing shirts
70
to wake boarding shorts
55
to cool tshirts
22
to really cool short sleeve button downs
48
to flippin sweet coverts and arc jackets
90+65
to all sorts of sandals
65
to dirt bike goggles
60
to sun glasses with with i pod compatable headset BUILT IN!! (i had to go the bathroom after reading that one)
395 (for the cheep ones)
to backbpacks to dufflebags to watches to belts to.....
125+130+400+35......
my brain just fused
grand total of gimmeiwant's minus a couple (I haven't been surfing since I lived out west and I haven't been on a bike since I lived In Illinois... so we don't really NEED those two things now do we?)
= what I paid for my truck........
maybe I might just give the catalog back to simon....
Monday, May 02, 2005
Drink water
I'm done
NO more.
I'm done with my ambition to be the first human to drink so much pop that my blood would be carbonated.
Just thought you would like to know.
Not a ton to babble although it is almost 4:30 and I'm just now writing. Semi-busy day. Deli with the boss at noon, kinda cool. Made a new pictures form my other blog, kinda fun. Updated my profile. Normal day. I totally didn't have time to make dad a card for his birthday this weekend. I'll do it tonight. HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA BEAR.
what else.....
man I lead a boring life.
wouldn't it be cool if somehow.....
some guy shows up at my door saying that I have to go with him (a matter of national security). So I have no choice but to go with him and I have to get blind folded to go to an undisclosed location and when I get there, I get debriefed on how they expect some criminal mastermind to come to my company and get some work done on some pictures photoshoping some people in and out for undisclosed reasons and I have to play along and some how infultraite his organization by becoming a fulltime "photo enhancer" for his "company".
yeah that would be cool.
then I'd get like a gun and stuff...... or at least a tazer. Yeah that'd be cool, a tazer. I bet my bosses's brother's dog would make some funny noises if it got zapped.
NO more.
I'm done with my ambition to be the first human to drink so much pop that my blood would be carbonated.
Just thought you would like to know.
Not a ton to babble although it is almost 4:30 and I'm just now writing. Semi-busy day. Deli with the boss at noon, kinda cool. Made a new pictures form my other blog, kinda fun. Updated my profile. Normal day. I totally didn't have time to make dad a card for his birthday this weekend. I'll do it tonight. HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA BEAR.
what else.....
man I lead a boring life.
wouldn't it be cool if somehow.....
some guy shows up at my door saying that I have to go with him (a matter of national security). So I have no choice but to go with him and I have to get blind folded to go to an undisclosed location and when I get there, I get debriefed on how they expect some criminal mastermind to come to my company and get some work done on some pictures photoshoping some people in and out for undisclosed reasons and I have to play along and some how infultraite his organization by becoming a fulltime "photo enhancer" for his "company".
yeah that would be cool.
then I'd get like a gun and stuff...... or at least a tazer. Yeah that'd be cool, a tazer. I bet my bosses's brother's dog would make some funny noises if it got zapped.
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