Monday, February 28, 2005

It's cold outside

So I hear this noise at the front door (kinda like a purr and a scratching sound) so I went to the door to see what it was. It asked it it could come in cause the s-10 snores and it's too cold outside to sleep under the stars. I thought it was cute but I couldn't let him in cause he would fall through the floor. So I warmed it up some 10w30, gave it a hug and a kiss and sent him back to the garage and off to bed and that was that. But before I did I took a couple pictures (it was just too cute)


this mornings thought

And when they say I'm dead and gone
It won't be further from the truth

Friday, February 25, 2005

Best friday ever

Yeah so daniel and taira had a little boy about 6 months ago. He had been coming to work with them for the last couple months and nobody really has had time for him. He usually crawls around the sales department or he is in his little seat thingy which he hates with a passion not yet known to mankind. So he is massively thowing his usual fit and this turns out to be a little much for eshter. Eshter is like prepress's secretary. She had about he softest heart known to..... um... whoever knows stuff. So she goes and gets him. Well they are having a blast but she is getting no work done. Simon sees this and says he wanted to take him for a while. So simon takes him and the little guy starts getting fussy. SOO he's like " here chris you take him."

what the world!!

So I'm holding the tyke and I get and Idea. I got some cool songs off itunes and itunes has some sweet visuals. So I get everything going and he just sat there mesmerized by U2 for like a HALF HOUR. Yeah it rocked. His mom came and got him and when she saw, she laughed pretty hard. Anyway the tyke just totally mellowed out and stared at the screen, I loved it, he loved it, we loved it. U2 rocks. Especially when the visuals are played on a 23 inch plasma screen, and I got a 6 month old completely content in my arms. Life is good.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Moving

Forget this,
I'm going to Kenya.

Game Ranch For Sale
Sell Price:
Starting at $200,000

Location:
100 Miles North of Nairobi
Freehold
Kenya

Property Type:
Farm/Ranch

Property Details:
Price of the Game Ranch is USD 1,000,000 (Acreage 500 = Price $2000 per acre). We would prefer to sell the ranch as a whole but would consider selling 100 acre plots at $2000 per acre.




Bordering private Elephant sanctuary on one side, and also a world famous game preserve which is home to over 100 Black and White Rhino! and the Famous Big Five.

The property has spectacular views of Mount Kenya and the Aberdare Mountain Range. There are nearby facilities of the Aberdare Country Club and Hotel... the Aberdare National Park.

Monday, February 21, 2005

Damage control

Unbelieveable.
Hey I know! I'll rewrite the song and type in EVERY SINGLE CHURCH that we have so every sister that reads this.....um... no.
counting my losses and moving on.

BORED OUTTA MY MIND!
im gonna procrastinate for another half hour and then I'm gonna jet.

EYES: I see the clock captian. It's confirmed, the previous time was wrong, repeat: the previous time is wrong. T minus 23 min to quititng time.

(cheers erupt from feet and butt)
unison: thank goodness! were getting antsy here!

Brain: la la la louuuuuuu lee la... what? I'm sorry you were sayn something?

Fingers and hands: Dude, we are dead, first to the keyboard, then to the ear, then the pants, back to keyboard. Pop then keyboard, mouse, nose, dude. We're grossed out and tired.

ears: everybody quite! nelsons coming!!

brain: I wonder what would happen if I took the microwave outside and then wrapped lighter fluid in some tin foil........

right foot: dude are these new shoes?
left foot: naw these are the ones that we had when we did hardwood floors, remember?

Knees: man how can I forget?

Brain: hey eyes look over there!

eyes: where??

Brain: did nelson always have that mole?

back: I got a couple..

big toe: hey, me too!

eyes: FIFTEEN MINUTES!!!

Brain: and everytiiiiiiiiiimeeeee I've held a roooooosseeeee, It seems I only felt the thoooooorrrnssss........

left ankles: hey can we have top? we're getting sore.

Right ankles: sure.

Legs: ready one two three RECROSS

ankle: ahhhhhhhhhh....

back: I wonder if I can lift as much as I could in phoenix, livi seemed heavier weekend before last

knees: ya know.....

back: don't, just don't

knees: k

eyes: SEVEN MINUTES!!!!!!!

Stomach: (wispering) hey brain... dr pepper, dr pepper, dr pepper, dr pepper, dr pepper, dr pepper!

brain: hey I think I'll get a dr pepper.

eyes: ya all ready got one.

mouth: GIMMIE GIMME

Brain in moms voice: YOU SHOULD DRINK WATER

ears: dude it creeps me out when you do that.

eyes: FIVE MINUTES!!!!!!

Knees: hey ankels can we switch? this just don't feel right?

ankles: yeah that's fine

leggs: RECROSS!

butt: I think our chair got switched.

Hair: hey look at me!!!

brain: hey... I'm in the band.

eyes: TWO ONE ZERO!!!

ALL: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! IT'S FIVE IT'S FIIIIIIIVE.

Brain: hey look a paper clip, I wonder what macgyver would do with it......

Friday, February 18, 2005

I wish

Well Bluffton Girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the Kiowa girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when I'm down there

The Roanoke farmer's daughters
Really make you feel alright
And the Peoria girls with the way they snowboard
They keep the brothers awake at night

I wish they all could be Apostolic
I wish they all could be Apostolic
I wish they all could be Apostolic girls

The East coast has the sunshine
And the sisters all get so tanned
I dig a head covering on Florida island dolls
By a palm tree in the sand

I been all around this great big world
And I seen all kinds of girls
Yeah, but I couldn't wait to get back to the Church
Back to the cutest girls in the world

I wish they all could be Apostolic
I wish they all could be Apostolic
I wish they all could be Apostolic Girls

I wish they all could be Apostolic
(Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be Apostolic Girls
(Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be Apostolic
(Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be Apostolic Girls
(Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be Apostolic Girls

Good sound advice

Ok so here's the plan for all the frustrated college students

quit school, sell the annoying roomate into indentured servitude, use the money to move to spain where you can live as a refugee and join a small circus as a NORMAL person (not very many circuses have that) and then run away from that when they go to paris to perform and became a painter (I hear it's cool to become a painter in paris becasue even if you stink at painting, you are still a PAINTER IN PARIS!!) and when that gets boring, you can travel to moscow and talk to that putin guy about restarting the KGB and becoming an agent to infultrait (I know thats not how you spell that but at least I tried) the united states and when he agrees you can come back to the US and talk to that colin powell guy about becoming a double agent like that girl on ALIAS (shes hot and likes to kick boy's......um..well you know) and then when you get bored with that you can buy a life insurance policy through the CIA with me as the benifactor and fake a pretty cool death and when I collect you can come get your money and go back to school and finish your degree cause we all know that no one can get anywhere without a degree....... execpt for all the places that you just were.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

I wrote a song this morning

I felt like writing a song today.. so I did.



Sittin her at work wonderin what am I gonna do
I rather do something else like drink coffee outta an old shoe
and I wonder what it's like being on the other side the fence
not feeling an stressors and wonderin what rhymes with fence

all im sayin is

(chorus)

iiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm not haven sucha wonderful day,
why does it gotta be this way

the grass is still green and the sky is still blue
but im sittin here wonderen oh why am I too

and wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill everything a be this way
not having sucha happy day
so wadda I do....


im looken out a window and wadda i see
I see my friend a little blue bird and he's lookin back at me
he askin me a why am I so blue
I look like I just drank coffee outta an old shoe
he said come fly with me and
we'll be as happy as can be

i told him i said

(chorus)

iiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm not haven sucha wonderful day,
why does it gotta be this way

the grass is still green and the sky is still blue
but im sittin here wonderen oh why am I too

and wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill everything a be this way
not having sucha happy day
so wadda I do?
so wadda I do..


so the bird look at me he was as confused as could be
he said it's wonderful day let me help you case those clouds away
I know I havent been here like a good friend should
but you can think of what ya mean to me and that will pull you outta that mood
ta chase the clouds away
so try to have a better day
lets go and chase the clouds away

and we'll be singin now oh

iiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm haven sucha wonderful day,
I'm glad we decied to make it this way

the grass is still green and the sky is still blue
and I'm flyin here wonderen oh why was I too

and I hooooooooooooope everything I'll say this way
having sucha happy day
oh why oh was I ever blue...



I'm see this in the key G witha lodda triplets
I like triplets specially sung while playing with a gutar

pretty simple but it's cool how many vocal notes go with G D G D A
chorus i'm thinking will go A D G

LOVIN IT

know what? today is National Plimsoll Day.
so first person to comment back and tell me what tht snotball a Plimsoll is....
will have my gratitude or something

dont forget about the new pictures each day

thanks for the comments and encouragements guys,
you rock

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

is anybody out there?

sad..
a such a good start too...

new picture today

anyhoo for those interested:

Today just happens to be

National Caffeine Addiction Awareness Month
National Pancake Week: 6-12
National Girls & Women in Sports Day

whoo hoo

in respect of today I am going home for lunch and having pancakes and dr pepper while watching womens soccer.
NOT that I have a tv....

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Hey

I figured out how to post pictures on here now (no thanks to vince.... punk) but I think I'm gonna post them on a seperate blog.
if this work right you can click here to go there

see vince? yer not the only one who knows HTML.......

I think maybe one a day or something
I got a ton of past work that I have just been archiving so I thought I would share. This wont be cool pictures on the web that I found, this will be all stuff that I did so enjoy the fruits of my labor or whatever. Some will be serious, some won't.
Sweet I'm excited, I hope you are too.

I posted a photoshoped pict of my neices today.
I love them and miss them so much.

I already know what I'm gonna post tomorrow.
AHHHHHH I CANT WAIT.

Somedays

somedays are good days
days that it's easy to smile
easy to accept Gods grace
easy to look around and think ya know,
it's ok
yeah this is life,
but it's good
because I this is the life that God gave me so I will live it to the fullest

but what happenes when I fail
what happens when I fail
that Gods grace was there, but I wasn't
that life comes crashing down or to a screaching halt
because of me

I'm tired of falling
I'm tired of picking myself up
I'm tired of brushing myself off
I'm tired of taking two steps and landing back on my face.

WHY DO I DOUBT?
THERE IS NO REASON TO.

Everytime
freakin everytime

so I lie here
on my face
wanting to scream ARE YOU THERE??
ARE YOU LISTINING???
DO YOU EVEN SEE ME???
and all that answeres me is the sound of my own doubt.

I wouldn't answer me if I was Him
all that He has done for me
all that I have not done for Him
yet He still loves me
yet he knew that I would be here doing exactally this
pulling this exact junk
and He still died
for me

how am I worth that
lyin face down AGAIN
trying to get up AGAIN
sttruggling to my feet getting ready to brush myself off AGAIN

and there He is

helping me to my feet
dusting me off
setting me straight
70 times seven I have already said I'm sorry
490 times he has forgiven
I wonder if God cries
I wonder how many times I have put tears in his eyes
I'm sorry Father
491

Why is it that I cannot rely on grace
what is it

Father I wont quit,
because You wont quit on me
please help me be what you need me to be
to be able to use me
I'm tried of falling
so give me the grace to stand
and the humbleness to accept it
amen

Monday, February 07, 2005

THAT'S IT

iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii quit

Friday, February 04, 2005

Hmmmmmm

I'll tell you flat out
It hurts so much to think of this
So from my thoughts I will exclude
The very thing that
I hate more than everything is
The way I'm powerless
To dictate my own moods

I've thrown away
So many things that could've been much more
And I just pray
My problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works
No that's not the way it works

When I go down
I go down hard
And I take everything I've learned
And teach myself some disregard
When I go down
It hurts to hit the bottom
And of the things that got me there
I think, if only I had fought them

If and when I can
Clear myself of this clouded mind
I'll watch myself settle down
Into a place where
Peace can search me out and find
That I'm so ready to be found

I've thrown away
The hope I had in friendships
I've thrown away
So many things that could have been much more
I've thrown away
The secret to find an end to this
And I just pray
My problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works
No that's not the way it works

Any control I thought I had just slips right through my hands
While my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me
Reprimands me
Then and there
I confess
I'll blame all this on my selfishness
Yet you love me
And that consumes me
And I'll stand up again
And do so willingly

You give me hope,
And hope it gives me life
You touch my heavy heart,
And when you do you make it light
As I exhale I hear your voice
And I answer you,
Though I hardly make a noise
And from my lips the words I choose to say
Seem pathetic,
But it's a fallen man's praise
Because I love you
Oh God, I love you
And life is now worth living
If only because of you
And when they say I'm dead and gone
It won't be further from the truth

When I go down
I life my eyes to you
I won't look very far
Cause you'll be there
With open arms
To lift me up again
To lift me up again

Monday, January 31, 2005

holding what's left of my tounge

two words for ya.

ou....
ch

I don't know how...
All I remember is pain and then a metal taste from the blood. So the tip is gone and I'm talking weird and everybody is laughing here at work and I wanna go home.....

but first

I had a good weekend for all those concered. I'm tired and need to go home and do my laundry and continue my strict diet of dr pepper and frozen pizza, but first I would like to share some highlights of the weekend.

Anna doin a steady 80 miles and hour all the way to goodfeild, most of it spent in more then one lane

K Prath in a blue fuzzy hat, rock star glasses and a gold necklace

climbing anthony like a scared raccon after being attacked by Will.

Unending volleyball games - No! there's no way I could play another game, I am way too sore, there's no way....... ok one more game.

attacking the frisbee with the feroicity of a hyperactive drunken wildcat..... or penguin.....

being able to see my heartbeat through my shirt after I collasped after the frisbee episode

well water smells like it came from.... I don't wanna think about it

Bethany S. takin out Prath on the basketball court

Bethany W. in general

My life flashing before my eyes when both gerb and the ball were in the air at the same place at the same time

seeing some friends I hadn't seen since college

seeing some friends I hadn't seen it two weeks

meeting new friends that I had never seen before

scooters, dominos, basketball, dr pepper, frisbee, gutiars, volleyball (it hurts to even say that word) pizza, more dr pepper... ahhhhhhhhhhhh (a sigh of reflection and longing)

welp....
who want's pizza?

Thursday, January 27, 2005

Hark, methinks boredom doth come!

To be, or not to to thine own self be true, yet there is method in that it should come to this! Methinks brevity is the soul of wit but I like this place and willingly could waste my time in it for ever and a day with an honest tale being plainly told but love is blind, and lovers cannot see, why, then the world 's mine for the short and the long of it for I cannot tell what the dickens his name is and as good luck would have it, our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt. So first thing we do is kill all the lawyers because small things make base men proud and not budge an inch for to cry "Et tu, Brute!" for as he was valiant, I honor him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him, So out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying that nothing will come of nothing having more than thou showest, speaking less than thou knowest, and lending less than thou owest but the worst is not, So long as we can say, 'This is the worst.' but since that is neither here nor there I would galdly say Men of few words are the best men for the rain it raineth every day.

Yeah no less then 28 references there.
Sitck that in your Shakespeare pipe and smoke it.