So before I die I'm going to save like...$5,000...then when I die I'm going to instruct someone to send it to someone really famous...like John Stamos from Full House. Then all he has to do is show up to my funeral, cry and then leave. That's all, just show up, cry, leave.
People will be so confused. They will all be mourning my death and crying.
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe he's dead. I can't believe he's gone...this sucks...this...", they see John Stamos crying, "...is that...is that John Stamos? Is he really crying? Did Colin know John Stamos? Were they brothers? Was Colin's last name Stamos?"
Then I'm going to have a closed casket at my funeral...so people will think I'm in it...but I won't be! In the middle of the service, strobe lights are just going to turn on. Then my body is just going to drop from strings hanging from the ceiling and then...techno music.
My mom's going to be crying like, "What the heck is going on here? What was Colin into?"
(NOTE: I didn't write this, it's genius though, I wish I did. This was actually a comedian named Nick Swardson. Very funny man.)
Monday, August 28, 2006
This or that.
ONE - [pie or cake] – Cake.
TWO - [straight hair or curly hair] – What do I like better on the opposite sex? Curly I guess. I'd prefer to have straight hair though.
THREE - [soda or juice] – Soda.
FOUR - [body wash or bar of soap] – Soap.
FIVE - [movie theatre or movie at home] – Home if I'm by myself, theatres if I'm with friends.
SIX - [popcorn or candy] – Candy.
SEVEN - [candles or light bulbs] – Light bulbs. Less chance of hurting myself.
EIGHT - [pacsun or zumiez] – Zumiez if I had to choose.
NINE - [blue or pink] – Pink.
TEN - [squirrel or chipmunk] – What a weird question.
ELEVEN - [burger or hot dog] – Hot Dog
TWELVE - [australia or england] – Austraila.
THIRTEEN - [city or beach] – City.
FOURTEEN - [car or truck] – Car.
FIFTEEN - [home phone or cell phone] – Cell phone.
*HAVE YOU EVER*
ONE - [seen a penguin] – Not in real life.
TWO - [written on your hand] – Yep.
THREE - [been in a desert] – Nope.
FOUR - [caught a fish] – Nope.
FIVE - [gone skiing] – Nope.
SIX - [been in a hottub] – Yep.
SEVEN - [been covered in duct tape] – Nope.
EIGHT - [slapped someone] – Yes.
NINE - [broken a heart] – Maybe?
TEN - [called the police] – Nope. I called the White House on accident once.
ELEVEN - [been to water safari] – ...no...
TWELVE - [stolen candy from little kids] – Y...no!
THIRTEEN - [made a pizza] – Nope.
FOURTEEN - [milked a cow] – No.
FIFTEEN - [squeezed a rock] – Yes, but I wasn't expecting anything to happen.
*WHO IS/WAS*
ONE - [your mom] – My Mom.
TWO - [your dad] – My Dad.
THREE - [your favorite teacher] – I dunno. Probably Mrs. Lawerence or Mrs. Wagner.
FOUR - [the most threatening friend] – Me prolly. I threaten to shoot people in the jaw sometimes.
FIVE - [your best friend] – Lizzy, my sister!
SIX - [the shiest friend] – Dunno.
SEVEN - [your sluttiest friend] – I don't have any friends like that.
EIGHT - [your first pet] – Dog.
NINE - [your first kiss] – Dominique. >.<
TEN - [the best liar] – I dunno. (It's me Reeser! I'm actually a 40 year old girl who lives in Montana. I'm good. :))
*DO YOU HAVE*
ONE - [an std] – No.
TWO - [artistic abilities] – Yes.
THREE - [musical talent] – Yes.
FOUR - [a cold] – Nope.
FIVE - [a pet cat] – Nope.
SIX - [a pretty smile] – No.
SEVEN - [allergies] – Yes.
EIGHT - [fears] – Yes.
NINE - [regrets] – Yes.
TEN - [chicken pox] – No, I don't have them now. I've also never had them.
ELEVEN - [electrical tape] – Possibly.
TWELVE - [your own room] – Yes.
THIRTEEN - [a broken heart] – No.
FOURTEEN - [godparents] – Yes, but I don't know them.
FIFTEEN - [siblings] – Two.
*DO YOU BELIEVE IN*
ONE - [religion] – It exists, but I don’t have faith in it.
TWO - [the apocalypse] – Yes.
THREE - [heaven and hell] – Yes.
FOUR - [magic] – If you mean witchcraft, yes. If you mean making a rabbit appear from nowhere, no.
FIVE - [the afterlife] – You've essentially already asked me that.
SIX - [the internet] – That was the stupidest question I've ever read. Did this start out as a literl chain letter?
SEVEN - [mermaids] – Haven't you ever seen The Thirteenth Year?
EIGHT - [hatred] – Si.
NINE - [bad luck] – No.
TEN - [karma] – No.
ELEVEN - [wishing on stars] – Do I believe it? No. Did I use to do it? Yes.
TWELVE - [government] – Yes.
THIRTEEN - [yin and yang] – No.
FOURTEEN - [love] – Yep.
FIFTEEN - [life having meaning] – Yes.
*FINALLY*
ONE - [your first name] – Colin
TWO - [middle name spelled backwards] – werdnA
THREE - [your age] – 10*4/2-1
FOUR - [how old you want to be forever] – That's phrased weird.
FIVE - [what you thought of this quiz] – Really weird
SIX - [your favorite movie] – The Count of Monte Cristo.
SEVEN - [the school you went/go to] – Our Savior's, Croce, Christensen, Livermore High, Las Positas and Berean.
EIGHT - [your shampoo/conditioner] – Whatever's in the shower.
NINE - [your weakness] – Pretty girls with infectious smiles.
TEN - [the time] – 1:20
ELEVEN - [the date] – The 28th day of the 8th month of the 2006th year of our Lord.
TWELVE - [your plans for tonight] – Watch the season finale of Kyle XY. That's about it.
THIRTEEN - [your one wish] – If I told you, it wouldn't come true silly!
FOURTEEN - [your eye color] – Green.
FIFTEEN - [brand of toothpaste] – What a weird question.
TWO - [straight hair or curly hair] – What do I like better on the opposite sex? Curly I guess. I'd prefer to have straight hair though.
THREE - [soda or juice] – Soda.
FOUR - [body wash or bar of soap] – Soap.
FIVE - [movie theatre or movie at home] – Home if I'm by myself, theatres if I'm with friends.
SIX - [popcorn or candy] – Candy.
SEVEN - [candles or light bulbs] – Light bulbs. Less chance of hurting myself.
EIGHT - [pacsun or zumiez] – Zumiez if I had to choose.
NINE - [blue or pink] – Pink.
TEN - [squirrel or chipmunk] – What a weird question.
ELEVEN - [burger or hot dog] – Hot Dog
TWELVE - [australia or england] – Austraila.
THIRTEEN - [city or beach] – City.
FOURTEEN - [car or truck] – Car.
FIFTEEN - [home phone or cell phone] – Cell phone.
*HAVE YOU EVER*
ONE - [seen a penguin] – Not in real life.
TWO - [written on your hand] – Yep.
THREE - [been in a desert] – Nope.
FOUR - [caught a fish] – Nope.
FIVE - [gone skiing] – Nope.
SIX - [been in a hottub] – Yep.
SEVEN - [been covered in duct tape] – Nope.
EIGHT - [slapped someone] – Yes.
NINE - [broken a heart] – Maybe?
TEN - [called the police] – Nope. I called the White House on accident once.
ELEVEN - [been to water safari] – ...no...
TWELVE - [stolen candy from little kids] – Y...no!
THIRTEEN - [made a pizza] – Nope.
FOURTEEN - [milked a cow] – No.
FIFTEEN - [squeezed a rock] – Yes, but I wasn't expecting anything to happen.
*WHO IS/WAS*
ONE - [your mom] – My Mom.
TWO - [your dad] – My Dad.
THREE - [your favorite teacher] – I dunno. Probably Mrs. Lawerence or Mrs. Wagner.
FOUR - [the most threatening friend] – Me prolly. I threaten to shoot people in the jaw sometimes.
FIVE - [your best friend] – Lizzy, my sister!
SIX - [the shiest friend] – Dunno.
SEVEN - [your sluttiest friend] – I don't have any friends like that.
EIGHT - [your first pet] – Dog.
NINE - [your first kiss] – Dominique. >.<
TEN - [the best liar] – I dunno. (It's me Reeser! I'm actually a 40 year old girl who lives in Montana. I'm good. :))
*DO YOU HAVE*
ONE - [an std] – No.
TWO - [artistic abilities] – Yes.
THREE - [musical talent] – Yes.
FOUR - [a cold] – Nope.
FIVE - [a pet cat] – Nope.
SIX - [a pretty smile] – No.
SEVEN - [allergies] – Yes.
EIGHT - [fears] – Yes.
NINE - [regrets] – Yes.
TEN - [chicken pox] – No, I don't have them now. I've also never had them.
ELEVEN - [electrical tape] – Possibly.
TWELVE - [your own room] – Yes.
THIRTEEN - [a broken heart] – No.
FOURTEEN - [godparents] – Yes, but I don't know them.
FIFTEEN - [siblings] – Two.
*DO YOU BELIEVE IN*
ONE - [religion] – It exists, but I don’t have faith in it.
TWO - [the apocalypse] – Yes.
THREE - [heaven and hell] – Yes.
FOUR - [magic] – If you mean witchcraft, yes. If you mean making a rabbit appear from nowhere, no.
FIVE - [the afterlife] – You've essentially already asked me that.
SIX - [the internet] – That was the stupidest question I've ever read. Did this start out as a literl chain letter?
SEVEN - [mermaids] – Haven't you ever seen The Thirteenth Year?
EIGHT - [hatred] – Si.
NINE - [bad luck] – No.
TEN - [karma] – No.
ELEVEN - [wishing on stars] – Do I believe it? No. Did I use to do it? Yes.
TWELVE - [government] – Yes.
THIRTEEN - [yin and yang] – No.
FOURTEEN - [love] – Yep.
FIFTEEN - [life having meaning] – Yes.
*FINALLY*
ONE - [your first name] – Colin
TWO - [middle name spelled backwards] – werdnA
THREE - [your age] – 10*4/2-1
FOUR - [how old you want to be forever] – That's phrased weird.
FIVE - [what you thought of this quiz] – Really weird
SIX - [your favorite movie] – The Count of Monte Cristo.
SEVEN - [the school you went/go to] – Our Savior's, Croce, Christensen, Livermore High, Las Positas and Berean.
EIGHT - [your shampoo/conditioner] – Whatever's in the shower.
NINE - [your weakness] – Pretty girls with infectious smiles.
TEN - [the time] – 1:20
ELEVEN - [the date] – The 28th day of the 8th month of the 2006th year of our Lord.
TWELVE - [your plans for tonight] – Watch the season finale of Kyle XY. That's about it.
THIRTEEN - [your one wish] – If I told you, it wouldn't come true silly!
FOURTEEN - [your eye color] – Green.
FIFTEEN - [brand of toothpaste] – What a weird question.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Church picnic...
So, the church picnic was amazing!
There was a softball game going on and I stole third! It was awesome, but they made me give it back.
I was actually watching the game. I told my friends "Once they switch sides, I'm going to run out there and steal third." So I did. I got about to the parking lot and decided to turn back. My friend goes "What are you doing?" and I said "Stealing third base." He almost fell to the ground laughing. It was good times.
Anyway, that's all I wanted to say.
There was a softball game going on and I stole third! It was awesome, but they made me give it back.
I was actually watching the game. I told my friends "Once they switch sides, I'm going to run out there and steal third." So I did. I got about to the parking lot and decided to turn back. My friend goes "What are you doing?" and I said "Stealing third base." He almost fell to the ground laughing. It was good times.
Anyway, that's all I wanted to say.
Friday, August 25, 2006
What I did this summer...
1. Had a boyfriend or girlfriend?
Yes.
2. Kissed someone?
No.
3. Cried?
Yes.
4. Wanted someone you coudn't have?
Probably. *shrugs*
5. Been to the beach?
Yep.
6. Been to a party?
Yes?
7. Talked on the phone all night?
Nope.
8. Stayed up all night?
Yes.
10. Went swimming?
Ugh...yes...but not on purpose. I got pushed in a pool and almost drowned. People laughed at me until they heard me screaming, "I can't swim!"
11. Been hit on?
Yes.
13. Been asked out?
No.
14. Asked someone out?
No.
15. Got in a car with a stranger?
No.
16. Lost someone close?
No.
16. Slept in someone else's bed?
No.
17. Had someone sleep in your bed?
Nope.
18. What?
Yes.
19. Been to a club?
No.
20. Been grounded?
No.
21. Fell in love?
No.
22. Regret something?
Prolly.
23. Been dumped?
Nope.
24. Lied to?
That I know of? No. That I don't know of...well I don't know.
25.Done something against the law?
Yes.
26. Been camping?
Yes. SWC.
27. Got in a fight?
Fist fight? No.
28. Smoked?
Nope. Well...there was that one time...with the crack...just kidding.
29. Stayed at a hotel?
Nope.
30. Flirted with someone?
Yes.
31. Been arrested?
No.
32. Flown on a plane?
Nope.
33. Gone skinny dipping?
No, not this summer.
34. TP'd anyones house?
No, but a bunch of kids are threatening to TP mine. They don't realize I'm up until the crack of 2.
35. Ran away from home?
Nope.
36. Met someone new?
YUP! KERI AND MEGAN AND AMANDA! I LOVE THEM!
37. Became close to someone of the opposite sex?
Yes.
38. Danced in the rain?
I don't dance. I don't rain. Plus it was summer...
39. Played a sport?
Does baseball count? Yes? Ok, no, I haven't.
40. Gone out of the country?
No.
Yes.
2. Kissed someone?
No.
3. Cried?
Yes.
4. Wanted someone you coudn't have?
Probably. *shrugs*
5. Been to the beach?
Yep.
6. Been to a party?
Yes?
7. Talked on the phone all night?
Nope.
8. Stayed up all night?
Yes.
10. Went swimming?
Ugh...yes...but not on purpose. I got pushed in a pool and almost drowned. People laughed at me until they heard me screaming, "I can't swim!"
11. Been hit on?
Yes.
13. Been asked out?
No.
14. Asked someone out?
No.
15. Got in a car with a stranger?
No.
16. Lost someone close?
No.
16. Slept in someone else's bed?
No.
17. Had someone sleep in your bed?
Nope.
18. What?
Yes.
19. Been to a club?
No.
20. Been grounded?
No.
21. Fell in love?
No.
22. Regret something?
Prolly.
23. Been dumped?
Nope.
24. Lied to?
That I know of? No. That I don't know of...well I don't know.
25.Done something against the law?
Yes.
26. Been camping?
Yes. SWC.
27. Got in a fight?
Fist fight? No.
28. Smoked?
Nope. Well...there was that one time...with the crack...just kidding.
29. Stayed at a hotel?
Nope.
30. Flirted with someone?
Yes.
31. Been arrested?
No.
32. Flown on a plane?
Nope.
33. Gone skinny dipping?
No, not this summer.
34. TP'd anyones house?
No, but a bunch of kids are threatening to TP mine. They don't realize I'm up until the crack of 2.
35. Ran away from home?
Nope.
36. Met someone new?
YUP! KERI AND MEGAN AND AMANDA! I LOVE THEM!
37. Became close to someone of the opposite sex?
Yes.
38. Danced in the rain?
I don't dance. I don't rain. Plus it was summer...
39. Played a sport?
Does baseball count? Yes? Ok, no, I haven't.
40. Gone out of the country?
No.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
God has a sense of humor.
So, Jayde (friend of mine from church and work) took me home from college group tonight.
We always have good conversations. This one was not only good, but funny.
We share a passion for music, especially Christian music. So we were talking about songs and she happened to mention that she didn't like Consume Me by DC Talk. I thought it was a good song. Then I told her I didn't like Shine by Newsboys. I explained it though.
I'm not going to put it into too many words, if you want the whole story, IM me or something and I'll gladly ruin the song for you. My friend, Benjy (THANK YOU BEN), ruined this song for me.
So, Dictionary.com doesn't have an entry on exactly what shine means in very informal slang. But let's just say the whole thing could be a double entrendre and I think of it everytime I hear it.
So as I was explaining all of this to Jayde, we were talking about it a little more extensively. We were just about halfway down my street (almost home free, literally) when a song comes on the radio.
It's Shine by the Newsboys.
All I have to say is God has a sense of humor.
Anyway, what else is new in my life? Well...lemme start.
I've been thinking about a few people, and I can't get them out of my mind. Not necessarily bad, but probably not good either.
I'm quitting Target (YAHOO!) because I'm starting a new job. I got hired at the church full-time (I'm allowed [better Reesy? :-P] to talk about it now, I wasn't earlier).
I've started Las Positas again. Now I have school every Tuesday/Thursday morning. W00T. It's just a simple computer class, so it shouldn't be too big a deal.
Next Thursday I'm starting Bible College. Systematic Theology and the Synoptic Gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke and John) and I think I'm also starting leadership training the same day.
Plus I still think I'm a moron. Just like Paul was.
Anyway, I'm going to watch comedy until I fall asleep.
We always have good conversations. This one was not only good, but funny.
We share a passion for music, especially Christian music. So we were talking about songs and she happened to mention that she didn't like Consume Me by DC Talk. I thought it was a good song. Then I told her I didn't like Shine by Newsboys. I explained it though.
I'm not going to put it into too many words, if you want the whole story, IM me or something and I'll gladly ruin the song for you. My friend, Benjy (THANK YOU BEN), ruined this song for me.
So, Dictionary.com doesn't have an entry on exactly what shine means in very informal slang. But let's just say the whole thing could be a double entrendre and I think of it everytime I hear it.
So as I was explaining all of this to Jayde, we were talking about it a little more extensively. We were just about halfway down my street (almost home free, literally) when a song comes on the radio.
It's Shine by the Newsboys.
All I have to say is God has a sense of humor.
Anyway, what else is new in my life? Well...lemme start.
I've been thinking about a few people, and I can't get them out of my mind. Not necessarily bad, but probably not good either.
I'm quitting Target (YAHOO!) because I'm starting a new job. I got hired at the church full-time (I'm allowed [better Reesy? :-P] to talk about it now, I wasn't earlier).
I've started Las Positas again. Now I have school every Tuesday/Thursday morning. W00T. It's just a simple computer class, so it shouldn't be too big a deal.
Next Thursday I'm starting Bible College. Systematic Theology and the Synoptic Gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke and John) and I think I'm also starting leadership training the same day.
Plus I still think I'm a moron. Just like Paul was.
Anyway, I'm going to watch comedy until I fall asleep.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
The new Pledge of Allegiance
Did you ever wonder what the Pledge of Allegiance would look at if you put it into Babelfish. Translated it into Spanish, then back to English and then translated it to Korean and back?
We should just start saying this.
"Me with the flag of United States of United States the republic which it stops, in the nation all for a loyalty, in freedom and process, it promised in the shoes lower part it will be able to divide c."
We should just start saying this.
"Me with the flag of United States of United States the republic which it stops, in the nation all for a loyalty, in freedom and process, it promised in the shoes lower part it will be able to divide c."
Sunday, August 20, 2006
2 Corinthians 12:7-10
2 Corinthians 12:7-10.
To tell you the truth, I want to kill myself.
Don't worry, I won't and there's really no danger in me doing that at all. My feelings are fickle and there's no need to say anything about it or even bother trying to convince me to not. I'm not going to, end of story. I just wanted to get that out in the open.
Paul's "thorn in the flesh" isn't really talked about in scripture much other than this verse. It never says it's physical or spiritual or emotional, but I like to think it's the same thing I go through, although there's no proof and definitely no support for that in the Bible. It just helps me understand it more.
I've begged God. I've pleaded. I've prayed. I've fasted. The thorn won't leave. It's bringing me to the point of wanting to be dead. I've talked with a few people about it and they've all said similar things. "It's probably something you'll always deal with." Certainly will. "It might not feel like there's any hope, but there is." Indeed, it feels like no hope.
I'm just blogging because I can't sleep. If you want to comment, go ahead, it's unlikely anyone will be able to give advice. I was pretty vague on purpose.
So here's some actual news. I'm quitting Target. September (heh, I keep saying December to people) first is my last day. That's four more days of work. Tomorrow, this Friday, next Monday and then next Friday is my last day. Heh, that could be gramtically incorrect if you read that wrong. Just don't read it wrong.
Anything else exciting? Oh, I talked to Keri today. She and Meg can't come down (up? Which way is Monterey?) for Labor Day Weekend. :'( That makes me sad...but that just means I'll have to visit them when I get my license. That'll be fun.
I miss them both terribly. They were such good friends to me during Spirit West Coast. I was feeling kind of abandoned and alienated because a few of my other friends were supposed to go, but they ended up not being able to make it.
I'm just rambling on right now. My stomach kinda hurts and I really just want to sleep for 24 hours. Not a good idea to attempt, considering one must be fed and watered. That's just kinda how horrible I feel right now. I don't mean to sound dour or anything, I'm just venting.
That's all.
7 To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. 8 Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. 9 But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
To tell you the truth, I want to kill myself.
Don't worry, I won't and there's really no danger in me doing that at all. My feelings are fickle and there's no need to say anything about it or even bother trying to convince me to not. I'm not going to, end of story. I just wanted to get that out in the open.
Paul's "thorn in the flesh" isn't really talked about in scripture much other than this verse. It never says it's physical or spiritual or emotional, but I like to think it's the same thing I go through, although there's no proof and definitely no support for that in the Bible. It just helps me understand it more.
I've begged God. I've pleaded. I've prayed. I've fasted. The thorn won't leave. It's bringing me to the point of wanting to be dead. I've talked with a few people about it and they've all said similar things. "It's probably something you'll always deal with." Certainly will. "It might not feel like there's any hope, but there is." Indeed, it feels like no hope.
I'm just blogging because I can't sleep. If you want to comment, go ahead, it's unlikely anyone will be able to give advice. I was pretty vague on purpose.
So here's some actual news. I'm quitting Target. September (heh, I keep saying December to people) first is my last day. That's four more days of work. Tomorrow, this Friday, next Monday and then next Friday is my last day. Heh, that could be gramtically incorrect if you read that wrong. Just don't read it wrong.
Anything else exciting? Oh, I talked to Keri today. She and Meg can't come down (up? Which way is Monterey?) for Labor Day Weekend. :'( That makes me sad...but that just means I'll have to visit them when I get my license. That'll be fun.
I miss them both terribly. They were such good friends to me during Spirit West Coast. I was feeling kind of abandoned and alienated because a few of my other friends were supposed to go, but they ended up not being able to make it.
I'm just rambling on right now. My stomach kinda hurts and I really just want to sleep for 24 hours. Not a good idea to attempt, considering one must be fed and watered. That's just kinda how horrible I feel right now. I don't mean to sound dour or anything, I'm just venting.
That's all.
Dum di dum...
So, I'm trying out the new version of blogger that's currently in beta. So far, I've seen nothing new, but I'll take a look at the features and expand upon this post in a few minutes.
*EDIT* (about five minutes later) Okay, so what seems to be the biggest (and probably most useful...as well as the one that I can't figure out how to work) is the addition of labels to Blogger. This is what I liked most about Vox but I hated that it was a WYSIWYG (What You See Is What You Get) editor.
A label (or tags in Vox) is a one to two to three word phrase that is associated with your blog. For instance, on this one, I would probably put something like "Blogger" "Beta features" "Vox" and "WYSIWYG" (and I have a habit of putting weird ones in to so I might put something like "Charlie Chaplin" just because I like being different). When you click on these (I'm not sure how Blogger is doing this one so I could be wrong) it would either take you to other posts on the same blog that is similarly grouped or it might..might...take you to a search results page with other blogs similarly labeled. Both are very handy, especially if you're looking for blogs on particular subjects. (except with my blog I like to put something that has nothing to do with it...just to be weird...that's where the system breaks down. I admit to that particular mischeivousness)
Apparently there are some template changes and other editing changes, but this seems to be the only one that effects readers. If you're an actual blogger...check out the tour.
That's all.
*EDIT* again, five minutes later: Figured out exactly what labels would do when you clicked on them. To save you the time of doing it yourself, it just does a search on the blog. I like Vox's system better, it gives you a choice. But I can't do anything about it right now.
*EDIT* (about five minutes later) Okay, so what seems to be the biggest (and probably most useful...as well as the one that I can't figure out how to work) is the addition of labels to Blogger. This is what I liked most about Vox but I hated that it was a WYSIWYG (What You See Is What You Get) editor.
A label (or tags in Vox) is a one to two to three word phrase that is associated with your blog. For instance, on this one, I would probably put something like "Blogger" "Beta features" "Vox" and "WYSIWYG" (and I have a habit of putting weird ones in to so I might put something like "Charlie Chaplin" just because I like being different). When you click on these (I'm not sure how Blogger is doing this one so I could be wrong) it would either take you to other posts on the same blog that is similarly grouped or it might..might...take you to a search results page with other blogs similarly labeled. Both are very handy, especially if you're looking for blogs on particular subjects. (except with my blog I like to put something that has nothing to do with it...just to be weird...that's where the system breaks down. I admit to that particular mischeivousness)
Apparently there are some template changes and other editing changes, but this seems to be the only one that effects readers. If you're an actual blogger...check out the tour.
That's all.
*EDIT* again, five minutes later: Figured out exactly what labels would do when you clicked on them. To save you the time of doing it yourself, it just does a search on the blog. I like Vox's system better, it gives you a choice. But I can't do anything about it right now.
...I just can't handle this anymore.
If people are going to only listen to part of my advice, I'd prefer to stop giving advice. Don't come to me with problems and then stop listening when you heard what you wanted to.
Also it wouldn't hurt to talk to me a little longer than the advice you want. I know you're hurting, and I'm there hurting with you, but if you start talking to me, at least say "I have to go" when you have to go.
One last thing, if you're going to drag me into drama, hold your breath and just keep me out of it. I'm done with the drama.
I'm sorry if this sounds harsh...I just can't handle this anymore.
Also it wouldn't hurt to talk to me a little longer than the advice you want. I know you're hurting, and I'm there hurting with you, but if you start talking to me, at least say "I have to go" when you have to go.
One last thing, if you're going to drag me into drama, hold your breath and just keep me out of it. I'm done with the drama.
I'm sorry if this sounds harsh...I just can't handle this anymore.
Friday, August 18, 2006
A long short story.
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
The End."""""
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
Suddenly, Craig heard a noise. PFFFFFFT. Then the doors to the large bus opened. Apparently this is the bus that wolves use when they have two legs. Five really large wolves exited, walking kind of funny. They started speaking to him.
"Where is the closest hardware store?"
Craig didn't know what to say, so he just blinked. The blinking must have been some sort of an answer to the wolves because they quietly sighed and left his presence. Somewhat disoriented and a little confused, Craig walked away humming the Kit-Kat bar theme song.
As he was walking, Craig saw a flyer posted on a telephone poll.
"Write a story about anything and everything that pops into your mind and submit it via Blogger."
Craig thought: What a good idea! So he jumped into his chariot and whipped his horses to ride. On his way home, he saw a strange billboard "Don't take hold of the reigns, let the reigns take hold of you."
Craig was always unquestionigly obedient, so he tied the reigns of his chariot around his waist in response to the billboard.
He would've sold his soul for an ounce of attention. Luckily for him, he didn't need to. People in their fancy cars and bicycles watched him being led, apparently, by the reigns to his place of dwelling. Some stopped to watch, some ignored him like every other person they ignored in San Francisco. Including the guy who jumps out of bushes to scare people.
When Craig finally got home, he had to find some place to park his chariot. So he stuck it in the garage next to his dragon.
As he was sitting down at his computer, Craig's little sister, Debbie, called his name. An interesting manuever considering Debbie is mute.
"Hey you! Hey...hey!", his sister somehow said.
"Yes Debbie?".
"Do we have any spam left?"
How is she doing this?, Craig thought. "No, I fed the last can to my horses and the dragon...or maybe I fed the last horses to my dragon and my spam." He shrugged after that last sentence, forgetting what the question was.
Craig started typing random nonsense at first. "Jru@ Yjod odmay mpmdmdr@" Then he realized something. Hey! This isn't nonsense!, he thought. No wait, yes it is.
Not worrying about punctuation, capitialization, spelling or even grammar, he decided to write about his day.
"When I woke up this morning, I never thought I'd write about waking up this morning. I rode my chariot into work today. I was called into my boss' office for making a 'spectacle' though. Can they fire you for riding a chariot? Apparently, yes.
"As I was out job-hunting, I came across a few things that I didn't know about. For instance, did you know that the capital of Finland isn't just the 'F'? Apparently there's a whole other capital, in fact it's a city or something.
"Also, when you ride in a chariot and you're yelling 'Yah!' trying to get your horses to go faster, in some instances, PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) gets mad.
"So today, I was just about to go home from the local arcade when a bus happened to stop right next to me and five, two-legged wolves came out and asked me where the nearest hardware store was. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just stood there, blinking. They must've thought that that was an answer, because they left. Then, on my way to my chariot, I saw a flyer telling me to write a blog about anything and everything that pops into my mind. So...here it is!:
The End."""""
Monday, August 14, 2006
Soundtrack life
I stoled this from Reeser...who in turn stoled this from someone else.
So here's how it works:
- Open your music library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, etc).
- Put it on shuffle (I'm assuming they mean shuffle with every song).
- Press play.
- For every question, put the song that's playing.
- When you go to a new question, skip to the next song.
- Ready? GO!
NO CHEATING!!!
Opening Credits: I Feel Lucky - Five Iron Frenzy
Waking Up: Reinventing Your Exit - Underoath
Falling In Love: Morning Waits - As I Lay Dying
Fight Scene: Strong Tower - Kutless. *laughs* Yeah right.
Breaking Up: Freestylin' - Manafest
Make-up: Climax and Resolution - Nevaeh (Maybe)
Secret Love: Epiphany - Cross Movement
Life's Okay: Illusions - As I Lay Dying (This song is creepy)
Mental Breakdown: Fallen - Haste the Day
Driving: Jesus Lord of Heaven - Kutless
Flashbacks: Cool Enough For You - Five Iron Frenzy
Happy Dance: All of the Words - Kutless (My iPod really likes Kutless today)
Regretting: Revolution - Dizmas
Long Night Alone: Somebody Help! (Interlude) - Cross Movement
Final Battle: Me Oh My - Five Iron Frenzy
Death Scene: Innocence - Jeremy Camp
Final Ending: Is Forever Enough - Hawk Nelson
End Credits: I Am That I Am - Cross Movement
(which is now the song I'm stopped on)
I have so many songs that I couldn't listen to all of them before my iPod's battery died. Anyway. Maybe in a few months I'll do that again. That was kinda fun. I wish it was a bit more accurate. I think maybe two or three work, but a few of them were worship songs...
Anyway, I'm a bit tired, so I'm going to play Warcraft until I wake up. Adios.
So here's how it works:
- Open your music library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, etc).
- Put it on shuffle (I'm assuming they mean shuffle with every song).
- Press play.
- For every question, put the song that's playing.
- When you go to a new question, skip to the next song.
- Ready? GO!
NO CHEATING!!!
Opening Credits: I Feel Lucky - Five Iron Frenzy
Waking Up: Reinventing Your Exit - Underoath
Falling In Love: Morning Waits - As I Lay Dying
Fight Scene: Strong Tower - Kutless. *laughs* Yeah right.
Breaking Up: Freestylin' - Manafest
Make-up: Climax and Resolution - Nevaeh (Maybe)
Secret Love: Epiphany - Cross Movement
Life's Okay: Illusions - As I Lay Dying (This song is creepy)
Mental Breakdown: Fallen - Haste the Day
Driving: Jesus Lord of Heaven - Kutless
Flashbacks: Cool Enough For You - Five Iron Frenzy
Happy Dance: All of the Words - Kutless (My iPod really likes Kutless today)
Regretting: Revolution - Dizmas
Long Night Alone: Somebody Help! (Interlude) - Cross Movement
Final Battle: Me Oh My - Five Iron Frenzy
Death Scene: Innocence - Jeremy Camp
Final Ending: Is Forever Enough - Hawk Nelson
End Credits: I Am That I Am - Cross Movement
(which is now the song I'm stopped on)
I have so many songs that I couldn't listen to all of them before my iPod's battery died. Anyway. Maybe in a few months I'll do that again. That was kinda fun. I wish it was a bit more accurate. I think maybe two or three work, but a few of them were worship songs...
Anyway, I'm a bit tired, so I'm going to play Warcraft until I wake up. Adios.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Carelessness - Fair
Carelessness something I've read about
in a magazine in a journal of
Medicine for fever and rapid heart
for the younger set giving life a start
All the pain in dissent
all the freedom to climb
A thousand wishes Ive missed
for hanging onto this
When a moment brings hope for everything
every time I walk away from this
Will the one who came to throw it all away
ever get to see the end of this?
Carelessness is something I recognize
when you're fast asleep and I'm in the right
Taking in everything you ignore
my abrasiveness and your angel-core
More minutes of life put away set aside
ever following things that I won't find
When a moment brings hope for everything
every time I walk away from this
Will the one who came to throw it all away
ever get to see the end of this?
Won't you climb high
and shower some correction on me
don't dare disguise
your colorful predictions are clear
When a moment brings hope for everything
every time I walk away from this
Will the one who came to throw it all away
ever get to see the end of this?
Carelessness - Fair
A moment brings hope. God, will you ever get to see the end of this? I frustrate both you and me by doing what I hate. And when I'm not doing it, I see that it's wrong. But just when I start, that's when the blindfold gets pulled. I need to get rid of that blindfold, permanently.
in a magazine in a journal of
Medicine for fever and rapid heart
for the younger set giving life a start
All the pain in dissent
all the freedom to climb
A thousand wishes Ive missed
for hanging onto this
When a moment brings hope for everything
every time I walk away from this
Will the one who came to throw it all away
ever get to see the end of this?
Carelessness is something I recognize
when you're fast asleep and I'm in the right
Taking in everything you ignore
my abrasiveness and your angel-core
More minutes of life put away set aside
ever following things that I won't find
When a moment brings hope for everything
every time I walk away from this
Will the one who came to throw it all away
ever get to see the end of this?
Won't you climb high
and shower some correction on me
don't dare disguise
your colorful predictions are clear
When a moment brings hope for everything
every time I walk away from this
Will the one who came to throw it all away
ever get to see the end of this?
Carelessness - Fair
A moment brings hope. God, will you ever get to see the end of this? I frustrate both you and me by doing what I hate. And when I'm not doing it, I see that it's wrong. But just when I start, that's when the blindfold gets pulled. I need to get rid of that blindfold, permanently.
Friday, August 11, 2006
The Title Track - The Fold
It doesn’t work that way, you’ve seen enough to know better
Better recalculate it, this time use your heart and not your mind
Maybe you just don’t get it, and you’ve worked too hard to throw it all away
Maybe you’re just not ready baby, to start over again
Set set set, now you’re ready to go
You couldn’t make it better if it never belonged
You can take your time, figure it out
This is a call to all the pain (this too shall pass)
We’ll find a brand new way, you’ve seen enough to do better
When you recalculate it, darling use your heart
Maybe you just don’t get it, and you’ve worked too hard to throw it all away
Maybe you’re just not willing baby, to start over again
Set set set, now you’re ready to go
You couldn’t make it better if it never belonged
You can take your time, figure it out
This is a call to all the pain (this too shall pass)
It’s funny how we starve for our salvation, maybe it was right in front of you
Searching in the strangest of all places, maybe it was there beside you
Know that this will pass
All dressed up and you’re ready to go
You couldn’t make it better if it never belonged
You can take your time, figure it out
I can’t take away the pain but it will pass, this too shall pass
Set set set, now you’re ready to go
You couldn’t make it better if it never belonged
You can take your time, figure it out
This is a call to all the pain (this too shall pass)
Set set set, now you’re ready to go (woah)
You can take your time, make it last
This is a call to all the pain (this too shall pass)
The Title Track - The Fold
I'm really digging this song right now. I'm actually really loving this band too. I thought it was funny that they called this "The Title Track" because the name of the CD is called "This Too Shall Pass". Often, the title track refers to whatever the name of the CD is. For instance: the title track of Project 86's "...And The Rest Will Follow" would be "...And The Rest Will Follow". The Fold decided to be clever and name the song that would really be the title track "The Title Track". Confusing?
Good. I like it that way.
Better recalculate it, this time use your heart and not your mind
Maybe you just don’t get it, and you’ve worked too hard to throw it all away
Maybe you’re just not ready baby, to start over again
Set set set, now you’re ready to go
You couldn’t make it better if it never belonged
You can take your time, figure it out
This is a call to all the pain (this too shall pass)
We’ll find a brand new way, you’ve seen enough to do better
When you recalculate it, darling use your heart
Maybe you just don’t get it, and you’ve worked too hard to throw it all away
Maybe you’re just not willing baby, to start over again
Set set set, now you’re ready to go
You couldn’t make it better if it never belonged
You can take your time, figure it out
This is a call to all the pain (this too shall pass)
It’s funny how we starve for our salvation, maybe it was right in front of you
Searching in the strangest of all places, maybe it was there beside you
Know that this will pass
All dressed up and you’re ready to go
You couldn’t make it better if it never belonged
You can take your time, figure it out
I can’t take away the pain but it will pass, this too shall pass
Set set set, now you’re ready to go
You couldn’t make it better if it never belonged
You can take your time, figure it out
This is a call to all the pain (this too shall pass)
Set set set, now you’re ready to go (woah)
You can take your time, make it last
This is a call to all the pain (this too shall pass)
The Title Track - The Fold
I'm really digging this song right now. I'm actually really loving this band too. I thought it was funny that they called this "The Title Track" because the name of the CD is called "This Too Shall Pass". Often, the title track refers to whatever the name of the CD is. For instance: the title track of Project 86's "...And The Rest Will Follow" would be "...And The Rest Will Follow". The Fold decided to be clever and name the song that would really be the title track "The Title Track". Confusing?
Good. I like it that way.
New Blog.
My dad found this new blogging place called Vox. I'm trying it out for a while because it looks really cool. It might be a better spot for Holy Harmony.
Anyway, if you want to check it out you can view my blog here!
Anyway, if you want to check it out you can view my blog here!
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Alton means "exalted"
The last words to cross his mind were 'I will be with my Father before long.'
Why did it happen? He could have lived for much longer. Alton was not even an adult yet. He was almost 17 years old and he lived not to far from his church. He had been saved nearly ten years ago that eventful day. Alton went to school, he was active in clubs there, and he was active in his youth group. He played on the worship team. He even sang. Yet nobody at school noticed the week he was gone. His pastor knew what had happened, but didn't know how to break it to the congregation.
Eleven days before his 17th birthday, Alton was walking home from school. He didn't know why, but he felt compelled to take a back road. The road wound around this beautiful lake. He always wondered if it was man-made or authentic. Without a second thought he sat down to enjoy the spectacular view. He said a little prayer of thanksgiving. Nothing special, just a prayer. He was glad to be alive, glad to be one of God's chosen.
Someone noticed him praying. The man was about 25 or so and looked nothing like anybody Alton knew. He walked up to Alton and started calmly talking to him. After a while, Alton felt different. Alton felt the Holy Spirit urging him to tell this man about Christ.
"Do you go to church?" Alton asked.
"Yeah, I've been once or twice, not to fond of it though," the stranger said.
"Well why is that?" Alton's responded.
"God let my father die years ago," the stranger started crying.
"No he didn't, God doesn't do things for no reason. Maybe the death was meant to wake you up. Realize that death is real and that your whole life could end in a minute."
Just then, the stranger took out a gun and shot Alton twice.
'Father, what went wrong?' Alton prayed, 'I thought I did what I was told to do. I will be with my Father before long.'
As Alton reached the Gates of Heaven, many people greeted him. His old third grade teacher was there. She had died of old age three years after Alton left her class. He never even knew that she knew Christ. His mother was there. After drowning in a river three years ago there wasn't a day that went by that he didn't think about her. His friend's aborted baby, Abishag, named by Alton himself. Even though Alton begged of Neese not to abort, she said it was her choice. His best friend gave him a great big hug. Shane was killed in a car accident involving a drunk driver. Alton was almost at the point of suicide until he remembered God's promise. "I will never leave you nor forsake you." (Joshua 1:5). He prayed that night until he could stay awake no more. There was Alton's twin sister that died at childbirth. Alton's great grandfather greeted him. He was on an airplane September 11th, 2001. There were three people he was very close to from his church who all died of heart attacks.
Later, Alton searched for Christ, the risen one. He could not find him anywhere. He searched high and low, far and wide. Then he heard the calling of God.
"Alton, please, approach my throne."
Alton did as he was told. He was ecstatic, finally being able to meet his Provider. Elohim, The Alpha and Omega. Names and God’s names in specific fascinated Alton. He had many questions, but only two in particular were on his mind.
"Why was my day today Lord?" he asked, "Did I not do what you wanted me to?"
"You Alton, are most faithful. That man you witnessed to today may have killed your body, but he united you with me today. The man, named Addi, was caught a month ago. Addi was tried and found guilty. He will never kill again. You sowed a seed in his heart though. I have softened his heart and he will now be a witness unto the many imprisoned today. He has accepted me and has begged for forgiveness, which I have granted. He has been born again. "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!" (2 Corinthians 5:17) Addi will witness to the mass of people who have committed crimes against their government and ultimately me. Because of your faithfulness, you have been rewarded."
"I feel that I have not done enough for you Lord, there are still so many lost who cannot be found by me."
"Every one of those people who you met was somehow touched by your life. All of them saw your faithfulness to me, and knew that they would once again see you with them, here in paradise.
"Your fifth grade teacher saw how nicely you played with the other kids. How you never left anybody out. You were always telling her about what you did at church on Sunday and what you learned about me. Because of that, she went to church for the first time. She was saved after her fifth Sunday and she joined their prayer team. Because of you, she blessed hundreds of lives in the three years she had left. Those hundred, in return, blessed many.
"Your mother started going to church because of you. She wanted you to be taught well and to live right. She only went because of you though. It wasn't until she saw you get saved and she heard you pray for her that she decided to take the next step. She gave her life to me and because of that, she saved ten people from drowning. Even though those people have not gone on to do great things, one of them will go on to do great and wonderful things in the field of Christian Science, all for me. Another will eventually become the president that outlaws abortion.
"Which brings me to the baby, Abishag. You affected a life that never was. The mother, Neese, heard of your death and came to the funeral. She was thinking about you the whole time, and I softened her heart. She became a Christian days later and now works at a pregnancy clinic for girls just like herself; confused, alone and set apart. She will go on to do great things and bring many to me.
"Shane met you at your first day of school. You had been a Christian for 6 years, he had just moved here. You would not let him say no to coming to church with you. The night he came, he was saved. When he died, you found me again. Your unwavering faith has saved you many times.
"Your twin sister saw you from above. She never left your side, no matter where you were. When your mother died, she was there. When you were promoted from middle school, she was there. When you heard about Shane, she was there. Even the day you were to die, she was there. Every waking moment of your life, she was there to see you through another day.
"Your great grandfather was a celebrated veteran in World War II. After the war, he came home and started a family. When you came along, he was quite aged, but still going strong. He saw your faith magnified after your salvation, and wanted to know what it was about. He was saved and afterwards became very well known in his church for his praise and worship leadership.
"Those three that died of heart attacks all knew you and loved you so much. You touched their lives by talking to them when nobody else would. By sitting next to them during church. By giving them a piece of your heart. You were a people person, so much like my son.
"There are many others you will meet during your eternity in Heaven. It's a good thing forever is forever.
You had been chosen before birth Alton, you followed me and you have been rewarded. You were allowed to see those who you touched, and when Addi dies, you will be the first to see him. He will remember you just as you remember him. He will rejoice, for you are the one who started him on the correct path. Then he will get to meet those he touched in his life, and I assure you, they will be many."
Alton was so amazed; he didn't know what to say. All he could do is kneel before the Lord and praise him for all of his life. Everything he said was a blessing unto God. All of this happened because he listened to God.
I wrote this, wow, two or three years ago and I wanted anybody who hasn't read it to read it. Anyway, that's all. Have a good day.
Why did it happen? He could have lived for much longer. Alton was not even an adult yet. He was almost 17 years old and he lived not to far from his church. He had been saved nearly ten years ago that eventful day. Alton went to school, he was active in clubs there, and he was active in his youth group. He played on the worship team. He even sang. Yet nobody at school noticed the week he was gone. His pastor knew what had happened, but didn't know how to break it to the congregation.
Eleven days before his 17th birthday, Alton was walking home from school. He didn't know why, but he felt compelled to take a back road. The road wound around this beautiful lake. He always wondered if it was man-made or authentic. Without a second thought he sat down to enjoy the spectacular view. He said a little prayer of thanksgiving. Nothing special, just a prayer. He was glad to be alive, glad to be one of God's chosen.
Someone noticed him praying. The man was about 25 or so and looked nothing like anybody Alton knew. He walked up to Alton and started calmly talking to him. After a while, Alton felt different. Alton felt the Holy Spirit urging him to tell this man about Christ.
"Do you go to church?" Alton asked.
"Yeah, I've been once or twice, not to fond of it though," the stranger said.
"Well why is that?" Alton's responded.
"God let my father die years ago," the stranger started crying.
"No he didn't, God doesn't do things for no reason. Maybe the death was meant to wake you up. Realize that death is real and that your whole life could end in a minute."
Just then, the stranger took out a gun and shot Alton twice.
'Father, what went wrong?' Alton prayed, 'I thought I did what I was told to do. I will be with my Father before long.'
As Alton reached the Gates of Heaven, many people greeted him. His old third grade teacher was there. She had died of old age three years after Alton left her class. He never even knew that she knew Christ. His mother was there. After drowning in a river three years ago there wasn't a day that went by that he didn't think about her. His friend's aborted baby, Abishag, named by Alton himself. Even though Alton begged of Neese not to abort, she said it was her choice. His best friend gave him a great big hug. Shane was killed in a car accident involving a drunk driver. Alton was almost at the point of suicide until he remembered God's promise. "I will never leave you nor forsake you." (Joshua 1:5). He prayed that night until he could stay awake no more. There was Alton's twin sister that died at childbirth. Alton's great grandfather greeted him. He was on an airplane September 11th, 2001. There were three people he was very close to from his church who all died of heart attacks.
Later, Alton searched for Christ, the risen one. He could not find him anywhere. He searched high and low, far and wide. Then he heard the calling of God.
"Alton, please, approach my throne."
Alton did as he was told. He was ecstatic, finally being able to meet his Provider. Elohim, The Alpha and Omega. Names and God’s names in specific fascinated Alton. He had many questions, but only two in particular were on his mind.
"Why was my day today Lord?" he asked, "Did I not do what you wanted me to?"
"You Alton, are most faithful. That man you witnessed to today may have killed your body, but he united you with me today. The man, named Addi, was caught a month ago. Addi was tried and found guilty. He will never kill again. You sowed a seed in his heart though. I have softened his heart and he will now be a witness unto the many imprisoned today. He has accepted me and has begged for forgiveness, which I have granted. He has been born again. "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!" (2 Corinthians 5:17) Addi will witness to the mass of people who have committed crimes against their government and ultimately me. Because of your faithfulness, you have been rewarded."
"I feel that I have not done enough for you Lord, there are still so many lost who cannot be found by me."
"Every one of those people who you met was somehow touched by your life. All of them saw your faithfulness to me, and knew that they would once again see you with them, here in paradise.
"Your fifth grade teacher saw how nicely you played with the other kids. How you never left anybody out. You were always telling her about what you did at church on Sunday and what you learned about me. Because of that, she went to church for the first time. She was saved after her fifth Sunday and she joined their prayer team. Because of you, she blessed hundreds of lives in the three years she had left. Those hundred, in return, blessed many.
"Your mother started going to church because of you. She wanted you to be taught well and to live right. She only went because of you though. It wasn't until she saw you get saved and she heard you pray for her that she decided to take the next step. She gave her life to me and because of that, she saved ten people from drowning. Even though those people have not gone on to do great things, one of them will go on to do great and wonderful things in the field of Christian Science, all for me. Another will eventually become the president that outlaws abortion.
"Which brings me to the baby, Abishag. You affected a life that never was. The mother, Neese, heard of your death and came to the funeral. She was thinking about you the whole time, and I softened her heart. She became a Christian days later and now works at a pregnancy clinic for girls just like herself; confused, alone and set apart. She will go on to do great things and bring many to me.
"Shane met you at your first day of school. You had been a Christian for 6 years, he had just moved here. You would not let him say no to coming to church with you. The night he came, he was saved. When he died, you found me again. Your unwavering faith has saved you many times.
"Your twin sister saw you from above. She never left your side, no matter where you were. When your mother died, she was there. When you were promoted from middle school, she was there. When you heard about Shane, she was there. Even the day you were to die, she was there. Every waking moment of your life, she was there to see you through another day.
"Your great grandfather was a celebrated veteran in World War II. After the war, he came home and started a family. When you came along, he was quite aged, but still going strong. He saw your faith magnified after your salvation, and wanted to know what it was about. He was saved and afterwards became very well known in his church for his praise and worship leadership.
"Those three that died of heart attacks all knew you and loved you so much. You touched their lives by talking to them when nobody else would. By sitting next to them during church. By giving them a piece of your heart. You were a people person, so much like my son.
"There are many others you will meet during your eternity in Heaven. It's a good thing forever is forever.
You had been chosen before birth Alton, you followed me and you have been rewarded. You were allowed to see those who you touched, and when Addi dies, you will be the first to see him. He will remember you just as you remember him. He will rejoice, for you are the one who started him on the correct path. Then he will get to meet those he touched in his life, and I assure you, they will be many."
Alton was so amazed; he didn't know what to say. All he could do is kneel before the Lord and praise him for all of his life. Everything he said was a blessing unto God. All of this happened because he listened to God.
I wrote this, wow, two or three years ago and I wanted anybody who hasn't read it to read it. Anyway, that's all. Have a good day.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Cassie - Flyleaf
I will say yes...
The question asked in order to save her life or take it
The answer no avoided death, the answer yes would make it
"Do you believe in God?" written on the bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
"Do you believe in God?" written on the bullet
And Cassie pulls the trigger
All heads are bowed in silence to remember her last sentence
She answered him, knowing what would happen
Her last words still hanging in the air
How many will die? I will die. I will say yes. Yes.
Cassie - Flyleaf
The question asked in order to save her life or take it
The answer no avoided death, the answer yes would make it
"Do you believe in God?" written on the bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
"Do you believe in God?" written on the bullet
And Cassie pulls the trigger
All heads are bowed in silence to remember her last sentence
She answered him, knowing what would happen
Her last words still hanging in the air
How many will die? I will die. I will say yes. Yes.
Cassie - Flyleaf
Monday, August 07, 2006
More details for Spirit West Coast.
9. New buttons!
Right in the middle is a Charlotte's Web button. Then from the 12:00 position going clockwise (to 1 then 2 then 3...etc) it's Thousand Foot Krutch, Sanctus Real, Revolve Tour then from 3 to 9 it's Hawk Nelson, then Manafest and Bob Smiley!
7. Getting a "Not of this world girl" bracelet.
I have no picture of this, but it's a funny story. My friend Keri (see number 1 of the last post) bought me a bracelet that says "Beloved" and when you turn it over a little bit more it says "NOTW Girl" NOTW stands for "Not of this World" and girl stands for...well...not male. So I was sitting at our spot at the main stage...and I'm looking at it and she's just sitting there too. I ask "Keri? Did you realize that this says 'Girl'?" She says, "Yeah, I know. I didn't see that until after I bought it." I thought it might be some kind of covert way of telling me something. Like "You're a girly man Colin." Which I am. I know of no female who could not beat me up.
6. Meeting "The Fish".
This fish is fun. So this booth that I'm at was a radio station called "The Fish" and they had a fish (sitting next to a palm tree...go figure) that I really liked. So while there was a semi-big crowd I went over to the fish and picked him up and started petting him. Quite a few heads turned and all of the people I was with were laughing at me. Wow, that sentence didn't seem gramatically correct. Out of all the people that were there, only the people I was with laughed. The others kinda just stared at me like I was a complete idiot...I sure had them fooled. Anyway, everytime I passed by that booth and I could see that fish I went over and petted him. I really liked him! He was such a nice fish. I wish I could find a fish that was as sweet as Pete the swishy fishy. My friends finally resorted to holding me back before I could even get to the booth. *sigh* I guess they had places to go and no time for Pete. Plus I get lost really easily. Keri made a leash for her boyfriend...and when he got tired of it and took it off, I put it on me so I wouldn't get lost anymore.
Wow, I think that's pretty much if for this blog. Sorry for the long rambles and the huge uninterrupted paragraphs. I should probably put some line breaks in there somewhere. Nah...
*EDIT* So, I forgot to tell you guys. I got six new CDs. T-Bones two CDs (He may have more...so his two newest ones), Project 86's "...and the rest will follow", Showbread's "Age of Reptiles", FM Static's "Critically Ashamed" and Skilet's "Collide".
The end.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Top Ten Spirit West Coast Moments.
10. Sunburns despite the sunscreen I put on.
9. New buttons! (more on that later)
8. Hugging the giant Larry the Cucumber.
7. Getting a "Not of this world girl" bracelet. (more on that later)
6. Meeting "The Fish". (more on that later)
5. Moshing for Hawk Nelson
4. Getting lost in Hawk Nelson after I was done moshing.
3. Moshing for TFK.
2. Getting punched in the nose while moshing for TFK.
1. Meeting Keri, Megan and Amanda!!!
More later when I get home from church later today. Just got home about ten minutes ago. Adios amigos!
9. New buttons! (more on that later)
8. Hugging the giant Larry the Cucumber.
7. Getting a "Not of this world girl" bracelet. (more on that later)
6. Meeting "The Fish". (more on that later)
5. Moshing for Hawk Nelson
4. Getting lost in Hawk Nelson after I was done moshing.
3. Moshing for TFK.
2. Getting punched in the nose while moshing for TFK.
1. Meeting Keri, Megan and Amanda!!!
More later when I get home from church later today. Just got home about ten minutes ago. Adios amigos!
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
I hate to disappoint but it's the way things went...
Okay, so here's what happened yesterday.
I was supposed to go take my driver's test, and I think I would have done great, except I never even got a chance to be behind the wheel.
A) Today is my last day that my learner's permit is valid. After today, I no longer have a permit.
B) Yesterday was the only day I could take it because I'm going to Spirit West Coast this week.
C) The only way I could have gotten my full license is by driving on the freeway, which I haven't yet. So instead I opted to take a test that would only give me a provisionary license. (I.E. I would only be able to drive on the regular roads, no freeway)
D) The first time I took my permit test and passed I failed the eye exam, so I had to get a special examination from my opthamologist and his recommendation. I did and whatnot, but the papers are no longer valid 6 months after I get it done. So I should've taken my driver's test (although I wasn't ready) months sooner.
So many things were working against me yesterday, that it obviously wasn't my time to get my license yet. It still doesn't matter, it still hurt. I didn't even get a chance to prove that I could drive. I was shot down immediately.
Frustrating it is. -_-
Anyway, I'm not going to let that change my week. I'm going to be gone until Sunday morning (early early) and I shall enjoy myself, no matter what anybody has tried to do.
I was supposed to go take my driver's test, and I think I would have done great, except I never even got a chance to be behind the wheel.
A) Today is my last day that my learner's permit is valid. After today, I no longer have a permit.
B) Yesterday was the only day I could take it because I'm going to Spirit West Coast this week.
C) The only way I could have gotten my full license is by driving on the freeway, which I haven't yet. So instead I opted to take a test that would only give me a provisionary license. (I.E. I would only be able to drive on the regular roads, no freeway)
D) The first time I took my permit test and passed I failed the eye exam, so I had to get a special examination from my opthamologist and his recommendation. I did and whatnot, but the papers are no longer valid 6 months after I get it done. So I should've taken my driver's test (although I wasn't ready) months sooner.
So many things were working against me yesterday, that it obviously wasn't my time to get my license yet. It still doesn't matter, it still hurt. I didn't even get a chance to prove that I could drive. I was shot down immediately.
Frustrating it is. -_-
Anyway, I'm not going to let that change my week. I'm going to be gone until Sunday morning (early early) and I shall enjoy myself, no matter what anybody has tried to do.
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