I am where?

Closing Time

2007-07-01T20:22:00.000-07:00

Everything has a time and a place. Blogging is in no way limited by this statement. "I am where?" has served it's purpose and now has reached a pivotal end. What was begun as a cry for connection and healing has ended very slowly. I should've killed it months ago, but kept it alive thinking I might be able to revive it with a bit of change or new flare. I failed. I guess what it comes down to is that my life lacks the turmoil that made it interesting in the first place. In all honesty, "I am where?" was probably really OLD for most of you guys for quite some time - the amount of comments on my posts kinda reflects this.

Anyhow...it's time to move on to a different time in life. A time of personal relationships not bound by the wit one can impress on others through strokes of a Dell keyboard. The end has come and gone and I am just now brave enough to silence the silliness. Thanks for bearing with me.

So long...and thanks for all the fish...

- JF

Family Order

2007-05-26T13:11:00.000-07:00

I never considered before that I might be caring for an older siblings children. I have always been "Uncle J", but never like I have to be now. Family issues have brought a young niece and nephew into my little apartment. Luckily its only for the weekends over the next month, but still...it rubs me pretty strangely. Grama and grandpa get the kids at night, older sister takes them to school during the day...and we get the kids over the weekend?!?! Raw deal.

I have this innate order...family order...that is just screaming justice. Bren is the youngest child...I am the youngest child...why can't the higher ups do their duty? Inner monologue persists...Oh yes, sister has abusive hubby...kids cant stay there overnight. Oldest? Nope...to far away. Wait! Youngest siblings are close - give 'em the kids! Wait...youngest siblings is...ME... So, yes, there was little choice in this family order. But it doesnt make it feel any nicer. I struggle with this choice because it honestly wasn't a choice - it was forced upon my household. Welcome to being an adult. Just look at it as parental training. Wait a minute...the alter ego kicks in...what? Parental training? More like training to be a high school counselor! What are you thinking, idiot! OK...enough of that...I think I've made my point by now. On to the questions...

Is it selfish to think that older siblings...parents...grandparents...people higher in the family order of responsibility...should step in to avoid forcing the young lings into a situation such as this?

Bren and I have been married for just barely a half a year now...we're not so rich...is it selfish to be angry when parents don't at least compensate us for food...for entertaining...for THEIR CHILDREN?

These kids lack...lets say this with tact...proper direction from their parents...but how do I know any better for them? How do I treat a kids that isn't mine?

I'm sure you'll be hearing more on this - I haven't even gotten close to processing this in whole. This whole situation is so disturbing...this is so confusing...

An Australian take on the "American" Church

2007-05-24T22:35:00.000-07:00

The end is the best part.

Despite the funny theme of this video, it bring serious questions to mind. Many of which are answered by a simple statement...PEOPLE ARE WHACK JOBS. Every single one of us. It scares me to think that I might have come off just the same as one of these people...ok, well, maybe not so extreme. But still, it makes me look deep in and really think about myself...where have I doomed or condemned others in the past with my Christianesse or the Holy Bible - even if it was only slightly? It makes me realize my true need for Christ to live in me during my everyday life - to guide my steps, to caution my words.

Is anyone else curious about where the Holy Spirit is in this situation? Have all the true believers just exited the premises? Or could a true blue Holy Spirit filled person actually be capable of such contorted beliefs? I want to say no...but can I?

German Surprise!

2007-05-24T21:33:00.000-07:00

http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSL2245467620070524

Brint, have you been to Dutchland this week? Tisk on you...

Homes, Mortgages, Commutes...Oh My!

2007-04-15T17:09:00.000-07:00

Brenna and I have started the house search. Man, being a first time home buyer is confusing. Does everything about buying a home have to be so confusing?

I called Countrywide and got pre-qualified early so when find a house we like we can go for it. We've had a lot of conversations about square footage, commute time, good zip codes vs. bad ones, etc...and we've looked at a lot of houses online - most in Stead, some in Donner Springs. I sure wouldn't mind being close to work, thats for sure! We've also liked a lot of homes out in Stead because of the price per square foot, but I am not looking forward to the traffic ridden commutes...

And despite our best efforts to avoid it, it looks like Brenna is going to have to find a job. It's a bummer, but for now it will work. Once the house is established and I get a nice salary bump at work we can do the kids thing...and Brenna can stop working. (God willing and fingers crossed!)

Anyway...anyone have any advise?

Hows the traffic for the 8am and 5pm commute out to Stead from South Reno?

Anyone have/know of a good job for Brenna?

Dream 2

2007-03-07T18:48:00.000-08:00

This dream happened a few days before my review with Tripp...

I am trying to get to my interview at IGT over a lunch break. I had told the operations manager and everyone at Tripp what I was doing because I wanted to be up front with them. So, as I am leaving my desk to go home and change, my boss ties me up talking about a new project. I finally get away from my boss and the operations manager has someone how taken my car from me so I cannot go anywhere.

Then, flash...somehow I have gotten a beasty truck at my personal disposal. I am on the freeway driving this off-road beast of a truck home, but it only goes 30 mph. I think back and I realize the operations manager has offered the truck to me because my car was not available.

Then, flash...I am at my house and changed into my nice clothes when I realize everything about my outfit is awry. I realize someone how the operations manager had. No time, nothing else to change into...I run out the door to get to IGT on time. I get to the parking lot of the apartment complex only to find that the beasty truck has vanished and the operations manager is standing in the parking spot laughing. I dont hesitate to just run past him.

Then, flash...I am in the IGT lobby from the first dream asking for my interviewer. It is a grandiose lobby with a 300 ft long and 50 ft tall half moon shaped glass front. The receptionists desk and all the items in the lobby are immaculate, clean, and expensive. I am received in by my interviewer and we walk through equally amazing hallways and stairways to get to the interview room. There are about 30 people around a circular room with no table in the middle. I am seated on the far side from the door in the only blank chair in the room and as I speak I again can do no wrong. Just like my first dream they love everything I say. Just like the first dream, every negative thing I say about myself doesn't matter - they praise and encourage me more and more that I am the right person for the job.

Then, flash...I am in the hallway from dream 1. Except this time I am at the table with the man from dream 1 , the HR people from dream 1, and the man who picked me up in the lobby at the beginning of the dream. They push a torn corner of plain, white paper to me with a number on it... 69,187.40 as the man says, "Thats what you will be making here." I am excited and happy. We all shake hands and agree.

Then, flash...I wake up...

P.S. If the number has any significance at all it must be in the future because thats NOT what I make! Maybe someday though...

Dream 1

2007-03-07T18:23:00.000-08:00

Before I left Tripp I had promised myself that I would stay until my review. I wanted to see if they would give the appropriate raise after getting my degree. While tossing around the thought that I was most likely going to have to resign and search for a new job, I had a couple dreams...this is the first one...

I am in an interview room with an older man. He has a Italian leather couch that we sit on for the interview. In his room are oak bookcases filled with books with a matching desk that has to way more than my Jetta. The idea is it looks like one of those offices you would see in a movie about a Wall Street exec...its plush. In the interview I can do no wrong...no matter what I say this man praises me and encourages me to join the company by saying, "You must come work for IGT!"

Then, flash, I am in a big, wide open area. It is in some kind of major hallway because people are passing all around me. From the table I sit at I can see the man from the interview talking to people I assume are HR reps. They are all smiling and happy about what he says. My watching is interrupted numerous times by passersby who all comment, "Oh, your the new guy! Welcome! Glad to have you!" As I watch the man and the HR people more, my old boss walks by and notices me. He looks at me with utter distaste and asks me what I am doing there. I tell him I am interviewing for a job and he looks at me as if to imply that he will harm me. Then, flash...I wake up...

Forgiveness

2007-03-07T17:46:00.000-08:00

If you have been keeping track of the latest stuff on my blog you will have noticed that I left my old job @ Tripp and went across town to IGT. Keep in mind that Tripp is a plastics supplier for IGT so I knew up front that I would still have to deal with Tripp people.

Anyway, the reasons I left are many...and it would fairly moot to list them. The point is that I had to slyly, secretly, and descretely go back and forth to IGT while I was trying to get the new job. I felt guilty...not cause I wanted to, but because I felt like I should. I keep trying to tell myself its just a career/business decision...but something about the disappointment my old boss expressed has just kinda stuck with me. The day I gave my notice he asked me why I was leaving so soon because he had the feeling I had agreed to stay on longer. My response was a fairly simple one - I had observed numerous business practices that lead me to believe Tripp would terminate me ASAP if they knew I was looking for other employment.

Add this weird guilt feeling for his disappointment on top of all the strange business practices they have and I just get this mess of emotion any time I think about the place. I physically get a sinking pit feeling every time I have to even slightly interact with or, sometimes, even think about Tripp. Its odd and I HATE IT.

Today though, when it came down to really thinking about, it wasn't guilt I felt. NO! It was much deeper than a little guilt...it was more...sucky. I realized tonight that I dont need to just let time pass and get over it like I though I needed to.

I need to forgive the entity. Not a person. Not a set of people. Not the situation. I need to forgive Tripp. Its not like they did anything atrocious to me, but I just have this welling up of unforgiveness.

It might have something to do with dreams I had about quiting. This will come in subsequent posts as this one has grown to a length somewhat unpleasant and, well...lengthy...

A new job

2007-01-31T10:10:00.000-08:00

I graduated college...a BS in ME. Exciting stuff...now what? I expected a raise when I had my review at my current job. I had a stellar review...above average and excellent marks on everything. So I did get a raise, a raise like a person who just got a stellar review would get. What about my DEGREE? I realize it's just a piece of paper, but it symbolizes something. Anyway...as you can guess, I was pretty pissed. Getting paid around 1/2 what you expect, receiving dismal benefits (and none for you wife), and working in a beat up warehouse all kind of added up over the last 9 months.

So I got a NEW job. I interviewed with a couple companies while still working at my current job and decided to go to IGT. They offered me - and Brenna - benefits at low cost to us, the right salary for my degree, and a mucho cool building with a workout center and a cafeteria! Super cool.

I think the scariest/least fun thing I had to do was to turn in my letter of resignation on Thursday...that was a weird experience. Dont most people go through this kind of stuff at 30? So, I start on Feb 20...thanks for all you prayers!

Revelations

2007-01-03T13:01:00.000-08:00

This post inspired and brought to you by Tim, "large and in charge...he's your man..."

Question 1:
Does it bother any one else when Christians make the study of Revelations into the study what/when/where rather than who God is and why he wants us to expect certain signs?

Explanation:
I was watching some of a national conference from the IHOP (no, not the pancake house...the International House of Prayer) called OneThing. This guy was talking about Revelations, but he was talking about who God is or how He wants us to be...rather this guy was using Revelations to say that he is seeing signs and the time is soon and all Christians should convert to End Times methodology. Wacky. He wasn't so direct mind you, but his subtleties basically flaunted, "This is my personal conviction in life...you're a bad Christ follower if you don't follow my conviction".

Question 2:
Is this kind of stuff messed up to anyone else?

Pat Robertson - Extremists

2007-01-03T12:24:00.000-08:00

READ ABOUT THIS HERE

Seriously, every religion has their extremists. Pat Robertson thinks he hears God...I think he hears "cha-ching" every time he gets a vision on something that can cause a stir. Everybody can tell this guy is a wacko, but not everybody knows that "normal" Christians aren't even slightly wacko like Pat. What bothers me about this that he is painting a completely false image of God and His people...we're not TV evangelists, super Christians, nut jobs, or anything else just completely out of order. When it comes down to it though, I sure am glad God can defend himself. Oh yeah, and I'm glad Pat has to stretch the truth to make his "words from the Lord" legitimate...at least some intelligent people can see through that crap.

What? Think ahead? No way!

2006-12-15T15:12:00.000-08:00

In the most recent gaming news Nintendo is to replace 3.2million controllers for their new Wii system because the straps are breaking when people get overly invigorated by their gaming experience. The new controller is designed to be swung around like a tennis racket, sword, etc in the games...and sometimes people let go. OK, some thinking ahead did take place...at least they put a strap on there. But seriously people, try it out a little...fling it around in your hand. If it breaks while the engineers are playing with it, it will sure as heck break when little Timmy gets a hold of it. Think ahead...MORE...

READ THE ARTICLE HERE

the spy business

2006-12-05T12:43:00.000-08:00

i have been tracking the news of Alexander Litvinenko, the russian spy that died last month from radiation poisoning. it's quite a mess and a big deal...british police in russia, radiation all over britain (and the plane Litvinenko was on). basically the whole thing is just way out of control. the dude is not dead anyway...he is going back under cover. didn't you hear, the funeral is to have a closed casket...suspicious? methinkso!

READ THE BBC ARTICLE HERE

thanks

2006-11-22T15:22:00.000-08:00

thanks is something i dont do often enough. i think i am thankful a few days a year...so, i think i'll make up for the other 351.7 days that i am pretty thankful and be thankful for a lot of things today...

i am thankful for (in no particular order except the first two):
-my God/my Jesus
-my beautiful, loving, caring, Godly wife
-my parents
-Brenna's parents
-all my aunts, uncles, cousins, sisters, brothers in law, nieces, & nephews...and grama
-a roof over my families head
-home cooked food on my table (my wife)
-a car that works well
-the Christmas lights flashing on my porch
-my job
-my comfy doc marten's
-the mountains outside my apartment window
-my church family
-God's peace and presence in my life and marriage
-4 day weekends
-my good health
-my college degree (3 more weeks!!!!)
-a warm place to sleep at night
-my strategic placement in my job to be a light to the lost
-et cetera

dive into the pit

2006-11-22T15:09:00.000-08:00

first off, i must apologize to any of you who hold the city close to your heart...i do not...and i dont know why you would...

Brenna and i are leaving tonight to drive to LA for the holiday weekend. i guess i really dont have anything bad to say about the city past the horrible smog, absurd traffic volume, seeming omnipresence of gang members, decrepit public school system, most of the celebrities we all love to hate live there, and...oh yeah...Arnold is the govenator...! i'm excited...

no, really...i am. i have never meet Brenna's older sister (or brother in law) so i am excited to meet them. i also have some family down there that we are going to meet up with. family is what makes the holidays anyway. why is it that all that matters about the holidays when your young is the stuff you get? but then, when you get older, it's all about the time you spend with people? the latter is so much more fulfilling...American's should try teaching their children this at a younger age. and i digress. we are driving through the night so we can spend all of thanksgiving day with her sister and brother in law...then some fun with my cousins, aunts and uncles on friday and saturday followed by a poker party on saturday night. then drive back on sunday and start a whole fun week of "why didnt i take a vacation on my vacation?"

dmv says what?

2006-11-19T18:09:00.000-08:00

so i couldnt even begin how much fun i have been having changing all my address information and all my personal data over to the new, married me. but certain things in particular have been extra special to me. one thing is very special to my heart...my dmv change of address sticker. here i am thinking it normally takes forever to get my new address sticker in the mail. i am thinking that for some reason they would send my notification of address change on my registration a week sooner than they would send my address sticker for some reason. no...not really.

i received a letter in the mail from patty fox of vegas...i'm thinking...**what the heck? who is this person? long lost relative? oh, maybe a check for the wedding!! mmm...excitment.** but no. this letter from vegas was my new address label for my license...did you catch that? FOR MY LICENSE. good job nv dmv...patty fox of vegas totally needed her address label...AND MINE! what the heck? isn't that, like, illegal in some way? it's gotta be...

Yeah, that's right

2006-11-03T11:13:00.000-08:00

What's it like to be a married man? It's cool. Sure there are hardships and tough times...life isnt pretty, but relishing the good times is a great way to stay happy right?

My Top 5 of Marriage @ 2 weeks in:
1.) Freedom - before, there are little bits and peices you have to hold back...now, it's all me baby!
2.) Proximity - before, driving here there and everywhere to see her...now, she sleeps in my bed!
3.) Good food - dang, she's a good cook!
4.) Good times - we got hooked on Lost and we have been renting the first two seasons and going through them...it's been a fun activity!
5.) Understanding - getting to know my best friend better is hard, but fun!

Look for more top 5's in the near future...

curious of the new things

2006-10-12T15:11:00.000-07:00

i have been wondering a lot lately about what the rest of my life is going to be like...

what are my kids going to look like? will i be able to sleep at all at night with somebody else in my bed? will my morning breath scare her away? will her morning breath be as bad as mine is? where are we going to buy our first home? when (if) we move to a different state, where and why would we go? what kind of cars will we own when we're 30? 40? 50? would we ever leave our church? if so, why? will i stay in this job for another year? 2 years? 10 years? will we ever be able to own a boat? sailboat or motorboat? what is the most serious problem Brenna and i will ever face together? individually? what will we look like when we're old?....

the list goes on, but you get the point. i think it's really fun to imagine what life is going to be like...but even more so, i am super excited to live it out and actually see what it becomes. this newness is so fun and exciting...and a little scary too. i've never been the man of house...will i be good at it? only God knows what He wants to do with me and my family, but i do know one thing...as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.

rain

2006-10-05T10:17:00.000-07:00

Stephanie posted about God raining blessings and it made think of rain.

I enjoy rain...do you? It's just so refreashing. It cleanses things...it's just fresh. I'd never move to an overly rain place; in fact, Nevada really makes you appreciate rain because we dont get it that often. In itself, rain is a blessing to me. I love rain...

it's been a while

2006-10-01T10:11:00.000-07:00

isnt that a staind song? anyway...it has been a while since my account worked. i tried all those stupid little fixes to get my blogger account going, but nothing worked until this morning. i kept asking support to just reset my password to my birthday or something, but all they kept doing was sending me pasted in auto responses to go here, try this, do that...uhhggggg!! oh well, thats life eh?

moving on....
for those of you who havent heard the good news, Brenna and I are getting married on 10/21...yes...of 2006! no typos here guys...it's the truth. it is such an amzing thing how God has prepared us for each other over years of our friendship. but He waited until just now to give us the most exciting news that He had prepared our hearts to be ready for each other at exactly the same time. when we talked in May about her summer visit this little spark caught my heart and started this whole process...something was different about both of us at that exact time...it was - is - just right. i am so pleased to have found a person, a very attractive one i might add, that is so equally yoked with me. i look forward to the blessing and challenges of our soon to be marriage....mmmmmm....so excited.....

prayer and support always accepted :)

Ishmael and Isaac

2006-08-15T15:08:00.000-07:00

It is so crazy how one little sin can make such a big difference in the world. Not just my life, the lives of thousands, millions, billions. If you don't know the ancestry of the terrorist organizations like Hezbollah you should read about it in Gen 17-18:15 and Gen 21:1-20...Ishmael was their father. It never ceases to amaze me that out of Abraham came this great divide that has lasted 4000 years - Abraham even requested that God bless Ishmael and He did. Why would God that? God knew that Ishmael would be the father of a nations that defy reason, worship false idols, and just generally oppose Him, but He did it anyway. Nutty, mysterious, kinda not so smart. But that's why I am not God...and I am sure you are all glad *wink*.

Anyway, the reason I brought this up is because I saw THIS NEWS STORY and it really disturbed me. I cannot believe that they are actually doing this...having a national contest and creating a museum to celebrate their anger over a religious misunderstanding. Stupid...ugghhh! I honestly can say I would not mind if they retaliated in an intelligent way by making up some Jesus cartoons. I dont understand why they would attack the Holocaust...a bona fide, real-life, proven, documented, history of the world. That's just f-ed up. I mean Jesus can take it, seriously...He died being mocked...He is mocked by the Muslims very belief in their Muhammad. I dont mean to be sacrilegious here, but I think you get my point that religious war is different than what they are doing. *steaming....steam...steaming......* Why?

Coolness from when William Blake was a kid

2006-08-09T13:04:00.000-07:00

READ THE STORY

This is pretty interesting. Up till now they have been able to get super fast computers (like 100's of times faster than our GHz processors) only by doing supercooled stuff...like just about absolute zero. The fact that this pigment could make it possible to do the same speed at room temperatures brings us just that much closer to me having a super computer - and thats just way darn cool. Who knew expensive green paint could do this? Seriously cool!

painting a good picture to make moola

2006-08-02T15:13:00.000-07:00

READ THE STORY HERE

when i read this my first thought was to that of the passion movie. i guess i just dont understand people - why would you make a movie like passion and still be doing crap like this. please take this with a grain of salt...he is living a truely Catholic life.

i just wish for once some famous person would actually have integrety - esp. one who proclaims the kind of things he did when the passion movie came out. i am just terribly upset with this - i thought he made the movie for something besides fame and fortune. obviously not though, the cards dont match up - you cant be serious about the King of the Jews and be anti-semitic retard.

Old Smells/New Names

2006-08-02T12:45:00.000-07:00

i was spending some time with one of my best buddies at work - code named, john - during my lunch break day and in between thinking about how ugly and uninviting john is i came upon a semi-happy thought. i was thinking back to what the room smelled like before i dropped the kids off at the pool...vanilla, i thought to myself. but now, after the fact, it smells somewhat different, it's not quite vanilla, yet it's not quite poo. i have named this old smell poonilla. i will be contacting the makers of room sprayey smelly stuff and selling them poonilla - look for it in stores around Christmas time on the never gona happen isle.

my never beginning trust in God

2006-08-01T15:07:00.000-07:00

there are few who know the beginning of this story, but i am going to skip it nonetheless. feel free to ask me at church if you're curious. the point is that i found her, but she lives in kansas city, mo. if you dont know what that means you really havent been paying attention. anyhow, she goes to a seminary there and the thing about finding "that her" that i have been looking for is "that her" needs to be close to me to become "my her" in a most permanent manner - it's quite hard to be attached at the hip from 10ft, let alone, 1000 mi! needless to say i had little hope that it would be quick and painless - in fact, i thought it to be a future quite to the contrary. but my lack of faith in God's goodness never fails me and i was incorrect once again. she has decided that the school wasnt for her and she will be moving back to the area. i havent decided that she is my once and lifetime "her", but she is the best prospect i have ever had. it's such a strange thing because we have been such close friends for 10 years and it just now clicked in our heads. for those of you who are fountainheader's...God is good...all the time...all the time...God is good. i am flying out 8/31 to help her move back...please pray for the financials and safe travels when you think of it.

e-mail

2006-07-25T12:57:00.000-07:00

i have these guys in the company that i am trying to start that just dont respond to e-mails. how can you do that in this world. seriously, get with the times...snail mail is done with...catch up to the rest of your generation and start acting like the days of taking days to get a response is over. being on blogger, i know you all might have a slight bias since you are on the upper scale of the computer apt users; however, what do you all think about it taking 3 or 4 days to respond to a simple e-mail (i.e. "please e-mail me back to confirm that you will be @...blah,blah,blah...")?

The Old World is Full of Wussies

2006-07-19T13:01:00.000-07:00

See Story Here

Seriously, 98°F? Go to Vegas people...or try LA or anything in Marlyand out. Holy crap, what a bunch of wussies!

Yoink

2006-07-12T20:53:00.000-07:00

Note: Idea stolen from Jeni's blog which was stolen from Shontell's...

I AM: a pretty cool dude
I WANT: to be closer to God in the small and mundane
I WILL: get rid of my beer gut miraculously w/out stopping the beer intake
I HAVE: too much crap that i dont want to get rid of
I WISH: i understood the signals
I HATE: how disorganized this thing is on Jeni's and Shontell's blog
I MISS: the innocence and joy of being five
I HEAR: dead people...no seriously...ummm....only loud noises
I WONDER: if things will turn out anything like i dream
I AM NOT: in control
I ALWAYS: fall on my face just after thinking i am doing good
I LAUGH: at stupid things cause the simple things make me happy
I CRY: not at all since last may...before...a much different story
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS: anything they cans
I WRITE: nothing and never except here
I REGRET: some of my actions that have hurt others
I NEED: less in the real, more in the invisible
I SHOULD: have more guts
I MUST: seem like a weirdo/nerd to normal people
I DON'T: want to leave yet

Insulting the French

2006-07-11T00:30:00.000-07:00

So I took this geography field class to fill my diversity credits so I could graduate in December and it just happened to be this last weekend all day Saturday and Sunday...thus I missed out on both the world cup and a real weekend as well. But I digress, the real point is that I got a text message informing me of Italy's win over France and my first comment was that it was too bad such a team of poor sport cheap players won. I then moved on to comment on one of my least favorite European countries, France. I basically said that it's not like I really wanted the French to win either, but I would have rather had those wussy jerks win over Italy. I elaborated that at least Italy as a country was nice and that I was even amazed at myself that I would want a lame country such as France to win the cup. About this time this girl chimes in, "I'm French." I tried to save it, but it was a brick wall...I dug my hole and I honestly would've rather just doubled over and laughed, but my sense of decentcy took over and killed that little pipe dream. Still funny though...

My final thought: You gotta be freaking kidding me, what the heck! What are the chances, besides slim to none, that someone that likes the French, let alone a person who holds dual citizenship is standing right behind me as I make a totaly donkey kong out of myself? I'm not talking any more. I give it up. Geez, thanks again for humility God...teach me in a way that doesnt suck next time would ya...oy! I hope you all get a laugh at my expense!

Encouragement

2006-07-02T13:54:00.000-07:00

I have been experiencing some extreme encouragement lately. In a time that I didnt even know that I needed it. But now I look back at the last week and how I have been spiritually attacked and I realize why the encouragement has been there. God is so good. I love that Third Day song...You are so good to me, You heal my broken heart, You are my Father in heaven.

I can think of two specific instances that were especially encouraging and I just wanted to say thank you to those three people by posting how it encouraged me. If you want to mention your identity in the comments section, go for it.

1.) I talked to my dad last week and in spending time together he mentioned that _____ had said about me that I am doing well and I really have everything together. My instant response to my dad was to say, "Yeah, if _____ only knew what was really going on." But later on it made me think about victory in my Christian walk and how much I yearn to have victory over my struggles. Having _____ say this about me made me think about my Christ identity and urged me on to think about myself as permanently saved by grace...IN EVERY AREA OF MY LIFE. I'd been living in victory in certain things, in shame in others, but being saved by grace revealed to me that I already had the victory and I just needed to live like it. Imagine for yourself the ensuing chain reactions...

2.) I may be silly that such a simple thing as encouraging me that I will find a good wife where I am least expecting it would matter, but it does. I am surrounded by a culture that tells me to sleep with whoever, whenever. As long as it feels good do it. Sometimes I wish I could live that way just so I could find some "love", but then in my heart and spirit I know that God has called me to something much different. Despite negative encouragement to just "be young and have fun" because I am "too young to be tied down", I cant help but feel the higher call to gaurd myself and wait for my wife. It hurts me not only that this Christian friend of mine is encouraging me to mess with others and my own emotions, but also that he himself is engaged in the too young to be tied down mentality even though he is physically older than I. I guess that's a seperate issue anyway... Anyway, thank you ____ for spurring me on and rooting for me...and especially for letting me know that you are.

I am so thankful for my extended family here @ Hillside! You guys are all so loving and encrouraging. I love being a part. I am so thankful for all my friendships and relationships. Yeah, I'm a softy...shut-up...

That's right

2006-07-02T13:08:00.000-07:00

Not only is this my favorite post from postsecret this week...

...but also it reminds me of Ben Locke and that makes me laugh.

Worky Worky

2006-06-07T23:36:00.000-07:00

So, I thought having a full time job was nice. But now I realize that I am gone for almost 10 hours a day because of work, lunch, and travel time - that sucks. I miss having time to do nothing in the afternoon. Of course now I do not have HW on the weekends so I can have much more fun then, but during the week I have a lot LESS free time. It's strange and I am adjusting..I think I do like it more overall though.

Work is pretty cool. Tripp Plastics is a nice place and they really need the help so I have been fitting in real quick. My boss has already told me twice that he is glad to have me on board...now that's job security!

My Suprise

2006-04-22T00:51:00.000-07:00

At Cru this week an old friend and Cru leader came back as a speaker for the night. She was the prayer leader all last year and was heavily involved with the ministry. Almost needless, but apparently not, to say...she was a big part of people's lives and when she left for seminary last August she was, is, and has been missed a lot. She's just one of those people that encourages and brings life by living Jesus. And somehow she did that without being saved!

Backtracking... Something I noticed, but never really thought was a major concern, was that she questioned at lot of things about God. What I didnt know is that she was getting frustrated because she wasnt getting answers from God...so frustrated that in October, in the middle of seminary, she actually said, "ok God, I'm done, I'm over it...this isnt real and this isnt working." Then she read Ex 3 where Moses, not the giant @ Hillside, but the dude in the Bible, was asked by God to go talk to pharaoh and set the Israelites free. Well, Moses had questions, and in the end he told God, "no way man". Then, right when Moses turns to run from God, God confronts Moses and puts him in his place and Moses becomes the great man of the Bible that he does.

At that moment something clicked in this girls head. She had been asking all these questions and getting frustrated, but what she didnt even see was that she was overlooking the most important part of God. JESUS. She was so consumed by the questions she WANTED answered that she forgot to concentrate of Jesus and what His life and love meant to her. She said that this last October was the true moment that she had been saved!

What an amazing testimony it truly is for her to say that she had been a Christian zombie, just walking around going through the motions, all the while tied down by the enemies straps. Satan isnt called the deceiver for no reason - the dude has game when it comes to fooling us and that is just one of the many ways that he can put us in bondage. My joy in hearing that she had overcome this thing was so unexplainable. Thanks to God for being so great and good and meeting her where she was at...pulling her up and out of the mud...cleaning her off...and repairing the brokenness. Oh man, God is so good.

My Baby

2006-04-14T12:10:00.000-07:00

I got a baby in the mail yesterday...I haven't named it yet; however, I have been cuddling quite frequently with this little guy...

Love my new guitar... I'll show it to you if you ask real nice.

Ice-tastic

2006-04-05T16:57:00.000-07:00

So, now they say Jesus walked on ice...hmmm...ok

LINK HERE

How do you explain Peter being able to walk on the water? Whatever dude.

Kick 'em Out

2006-03-27T18:06:00.000-08:00

I watched this special on the news tonight. Apparently students are skipping school and others are protesting the immigration laws that may be passed by Congress soon. I dont have a grudge, nor am I racist; however, if you're going to come into America, my country, and complain that my people want to do things to limit the entry of your illegal relatives, friends, and acquaintances, then I have an idea - GO HOME! If you dont like it hear, shut the hell up or go back to the 3rd world that you came from. Rules are for a reason people. This Hispanic major on the news said that he would not follow any federal laws that limited illegal immigration...mmm...ok...GO HOME. I dont care if you were born here...you dont belong...go back in your heritage and figure out which country your ancestors migrated from and go back there. I'm American and I dont want you.

The same goes for anybody that is pissed about the Iraq war. Hello, yes it is still bad over there, but is it better to let people suffer in a horrible place or to give it a good shot to try to help them out? I dont get how the same people want to save the rainforest while genocide takes place worldwide. Are you scared because there is life threatening resistance when it comes to saving people and just a time commitment to save the forest? What the heck?!?!? Seriously people, use your brain.

Thanks for living in my mind for this short time. I really am not this mean normally.

Dou a Dou

2006-03-24T11:34:00.000-08:00

I promised two posts to Jeni, but I dont have enough content for a whole post here...so, I'll just list some things that happened this week:

-Had lunch with my bible study leader
-Paid way to much and waited way too long for my car to get fixed
-Wasted as much time as possible relaxing and having fun
-Went snowboarding @ Mt.Rose
-Ate my yummy home grilled burgers with a friend
-Spent time with my parents
-Cleaned the garage...cause I was bored and stir crazy
-Walked to Wal-Mart...cause I was bored, stir crazy, and I like to be outside when it's snowing
-Put up Christmas lights in my room cause I found them when I cleaned the garage
-Drove my super cool fixed car as fast as possible to test the new clutch out
-Laundry
-Halo 2
-Pilot Wings 64
-Watched Derailed, Walk the Line, A History of Violence, and Good Night & Good Luck
-Bought Walk the Line because it's rad and it needs to be in my DVD collection

That's about it...I guess I slept and ate too, but it should be pretty obvious to even the most casual observer that I love sleep and food enough that I would never skip those sort of things. I hope y'all enjoyed your week too! I'm off to San Fran for the weekend so I wont see you at church until April - I'll miss you guys.

Uno a' Dou

2006-03-22T00:09:00.000-08:00

First I'd like to mention that I do not know any other numbers in the french langauge besides "2"...hence the spanish-french combination I call sprenchish. As promised, my first post of my week off is here.

If you were @ college group you would've seen me "go off" on an issue. Tha background - a group of people with Father's Heart Ministries has been "preaching" on the UNR campus a few times lately. Their "preaching" consists of condemning the crowd at large and then name-calling anyone who opposes their completely un-Biblical approach. Cool dudes...hmmmm. Anyway...this is like the longest story ever and there is so much background and other crap going on that I couldn't even begin to want to write it down...as a result I am skipping to the point. The conversation below starts after I have been talking to them a few minutes already...this previous conversation contains about the same kind of material as the stuff below so the conversation as a whole has been abridged for sake of saving time. I was alongside Harvey for Living Stones and Dave Burrows that leads the Cru mens B-study. When I say 'Me' below most of it is my conversation but some of it is important parts that Harvey, Dave, and I all said. Also, another campus leader showed up later in the conversation and for the sake of his privacy his name is DXA. The drum roll....

And I quote:

Me - You are no speaking the truth - you are speaking condemnation! ///I reference John 3:16-17///

"preacher" 1 - WOW, you're a rude young man.

Me - ///I nod my head as I am innately surprised that he knows me so well with a grand total of 6 minutes, 28 seconds total time spent together///

"preacher" 2 - No we're not - did you listen to me speak?

Me - Yes, and that's why I talking to you now. Why I am saying what I am.

"preacher" 1 -You are a pharisee

Me - OK (((surprised and, yet still, purposely rude in tone)))

"preachers" - ///inane babble...i am doing Gods work...blah blah...lies///

DXA - ///shows up with another guy about my age///

Me - ///do they even believe themselves? i want to punch him...him too///

"preachers" - ///inane babble...psycho babble///

Me - ///hmmm...psycho babble...these guys are possessed by the principalities of evil///

Me - So, back to why I am a pharisee...why is that?

"preacher" 1 - Because you're standing against us.

Me - ///Ah-ha! The idiot is showing through the shiny veneer/// No, I am standing against how you are "preaching the gospel". This is not what Christ would want.

"preacher" 1 - Well, see...you're a pharisee because you are against what we are doing.

Me - Listen to yourself! You do not have any humility.

"preachers" - Yes we do. That is why we are here. We are being persecuted for preaching the gospel and that is not humility?

Me - You're being "persecuted" because you are condemning people.

"preachers" - No we're not - did you listen to me speak?

Me - Yes, that is why I am telling you that you are condemning people.

Harvey - Didn't you hear that guy up there when you were speaking? He said that it is religious zelots like you that turn people away from Christ. What do you think about that?

"preachers" - ///inane babble...circles of argument that lead nowhere///

DXA - ///looking at Harvey, Dave, and I/// I dont think you guys are being fair. That's why I am standing in the middle...cause I'm not taking any sides. I mean people have been saved...just because I wouldnt do it this way doesnt mean their wrong.

Me - ///Harvey, Dave, and I just look at each other with amazement///

"preachers" - ///inane babble...yet more moot points of the circular nature///

At that point I had better things to do than argue with someone who had closed ears, heart, and mind. For some reason I shook their hands before I left...thinking back I wish I had pulled my hand away and stroked my hair as they went to shake my hand.

This was the second time they had been on campus...both times were 3 days each. My guess is that we will be seeing a lot of them...probably once a month. Another point of discussion is that Harvey talked to them the first time they were @ UNR and he was called the Anti-Christ. Rebecca Higgs, some of you may have met here @ Hillside, was called a whore for no reason as she was walking to class trying to ignore these people - she's a virgin. Countless Greeks have complained that it was pointed out to them that they were going to hell because they are in a fraternity or sorority. One of the "preachers" who was speaking on Christ's judgment was asked why he, being the "preacher", was allowed to judge people...he responded that he is righteous so he is allowed to judge as Christ is.

Anyway, there is too much stuff to list. The point is that a lot of messed up stuff is going on with these "preachers of God's word and gospel". Please join me in praying that God will continue to do good despite the evil that these men are doing and that God would make it clear what His will is for the Christian campus groups in tackling this continuing issue.

I Hate This Job

2006-03-15T01:46:00.000-08:00

So, it's just about 2 am and I should be doing HW (for those who have been out of school for some time, HW stands for HomeWork - yes I am poking fun at the old folks :P). Anyhow, instead of doing said HW, I blogging cause I didnt take a break for anything today except to go to Cru. Dont get me wrong in saying this, but Cru isnt exactly a break. When you go somewhere to serve people it tends not to be the most restful experience. WOW, I got off point real quick...back to whats going on. So, my week sucks this week. Thats basically the point. Praise Jesus for Friday @ 3:30 pm...I have all next week off after that exact moment! I think I will stay in bed all week to recover :)

So, yeah...just dropping in to say hello. I promise at least two blogs next week...from bed...hehe. I have some complaints in the backlog that I need to whine about...

Have a good one guys.
Jamison

P.S. Thanks for the shout outs Noel...sometimes little encouragements really keep me running.

Clueless I am

2006-02-26T23:08:00.000-08:00

I had a great weekend - I wish it was not at its end. I guess it has so much to do with what my weekend was about. It started out with feeling really encouraged and rejuvenated by God, then worship practice, Sunday worship, good times with friends, speaking truth and bringing clarity to a close friend...my weekend was all about getting closer to God and using the gifts that He has given me. It was super! Just thought I'd brag :)

David - Can I be like you?

2006-02-25T21:46:00.000-08:00

The past two weeks the mens Bible study @ Cru has been talking about David. We started with his anointing last week and this week we talked about his battle vs. Goliath. It's really interesting to go back over this story with a real analytical outlook to see what was really going on. I just find it simply amazing how well David knew God. King Saul was asked to settle the battle with the philistines mano a mano style - one Israelite vs. Goliath. And for some reason, most likely the lion and the bear, Saul allows David to go up against this giant. To imagine the scale, imagine Moses Scofield taking on Joey Locke - now tell me, who would you bet on? I digress... David goes on to get suited up, but ends up refusing it because his body cannot support King Saul's armor. Now at this point if I were Saul I'd be worrying that I would be a Philistine slave pretty soon here, but still, God had his will done and David went on to fight the giant. Never backing down, David knocks the giant, armored Goliath on his face with A STONE!!! Something I didnt think about before - Goliath fell on his face. The significance of this is amazing - think about it this way...the Israelites fell on their face before God's holiness...Goliath did too, just not by his doing. God struck the giant down...to his face. How's that for a cool message?

Unexplainable

2006-02-19T02:30:00.000-08:00

Did anyone watch the mens 1000m speed skating? That loser Shani Davis won. I cant believe that guy. The lady was interviewing him as "the first African American to win a gold medal in the winter Olympics", but the dude was happy at all. He just looked pissed off. The lady even asked him, "are you angry?" He said no, but I call him a liar - dude looked ticked!

Why did we let this dude represent America? Apparently he went to Canada to train because he didnt "like the US Olympic Committee", why not let Canada take him then. Sure he won the gold, but he was not only a poor sport, he was a complete jerk.

What ever happened to being ecstatic that you won the gold medal? Someone please deck Shani Davis when they see him on the street. The dude should move to France, he'll fit in just fine with all the other stuck up weeklings. Better yet, send him to Iraq - maybe seeing how those people live will make him realize what kind of amazing opportunities he has and how much he needs to show gratitude and respect to people. Seriously, you're a public figure, be a good example. Man, what a poor sport loser.

Hehe

2006-02-07T12:45:00.000-08:00

I saw this link on Noel's blog and thought I'd pass it along to mine...yoinker I am...

LINK

I got 2 gays one in a row...sucky...

-Give that man a Jamison.
-Dude, you're getting a Jamison.

Ones I liked...

-Jamison is good for you.
-Wouldn't you rather be a Jamison?

Hehe

Bathroom Courtesy - My Lack Thereof?

2006-01-29T21:40:00.000-08:00

At college group tonight I entered the downstairs bathroom - in further context described as "the facility" - just as I do any other Sunday night at Louie's, then I think to myself...

:::self, nobody's gonna hear you; just do it:::

Now this "do it" is not referring to the strange things people do in the dorm bathrooms, nor does it refer to Nike. My inner monologue rejoices at it's own witt...

:::swooosh - haha - that's classic:::

No, the "do it" I refer to is the "do it standing up". If your still lost, my other personality is kicking in to fill you in...I sit to pee while at Louie's cause I don't want the others to hear me peeing...I should also qualify "the others" as the feminine type just to uphold my masculinity - as little is there is left after announcing that sometimes I sit to pee. Men hear themselves pee all the time, it's no big one to overhear another dude relieving the pressure...wives, I'm sure you're used to it also ;)

Anyway, as I was enjoying my carelessness I thought to myself again...

:::Is it rude for me to force "the others" to listen to me as I use "the facility"? Yeah, maybe - but I don't care at the moment. Heh...heh.:::

My next decision tonight was inexplicably foolish, but it is the reason for which I had a topic for my blog this week. (HINT: the decision was to post my inner monologue previously mentioned above.)

How do all you other dudes tackle such crucial issues? What's the view of "the others"?

First Day

2006-01-23T15:24:00.000-08:00

School sucks. I try to have a positive outlook, but it still just feels like I am stuck in some pseudo hell. I am going to work my butt off this semester - a prospect that doesn't excite me greatly. It's a strange feeling to be back after doing nothing for a month...I'm not sure if that makes it better or worse on my attitude towards school. My last resort is to look forward to the end in sight and remember that I only have a little while left to go. Good luck to the rest of you students...hopefully you aren't as pessimistic as I...

Haha...but hmmmm

2006-01-18T00:45:00.000-08:00

Have you seen the latest Jack in the Box commercial on TV? This kid pulls up to the order box and doesn't know what he wants. He proceeds to talk to his Jack bobble head to figure out what he wants. He very obviously has the munchies from smoking...eehhhem...pot. There is no question about it - the kid is quite clearly a reefer. Anyway, the Jack head tells him to get 30 tacos and if you were unsure at this point you would be completely sure - the kid has had some weed recently.

Funny, funny crap. But how can they put that on daytime TV? I appreciate the humor, but I think it's a little overboard for the kindergarteners. Is the Jack in the Box corporation just banking on the mass public being completely ignorant to the real point of the commercial? They should've just been outright about it and said, "Hey, if you get the munchies after you get high, come to Jack in the Box cause we'll won't tell anyone you're driving under the influence of the shredded cannabis you lit and shoved up your nose a half an hour ago." Smoke up kids...mommy 'll take you to get some tacos...

Haha

2006-01-16T22:47:00.000-08:00

This is where I'll be on Tuesday while you all are at work...haha! All the fresh powder for me!

Aint Modern Medicine Wonderful?

2006-01-08T21:14:00.000-08:00

So I had this conversation the other day about idiots. Introductions out of their way...the meat of the conversation was that we are actually making the world stupider with all the advances in modern medicine. The proof is in the picture...

OK - the real proof: think about this. In medieval times a person was expected to live under 40 years - for the most part the average lifespan was only 33 years...less if the person was really stupid. That means that stupid people have less time to reproduce other stupid people - thats a very good thing. Unfortunately, modern medicine allows these stupid people to live on, reproduce more often and more, and then get senile enough to mess sane people up still more as the respirator and dialysis machines keep gramma going. I'm not anti-old, but I am anit-idiot. America is especially bad at creating idiots - reason you ask?

America doesn't actually creates stupider people, we just let them speak. WE NEED IDIOT POLICE! We can call it the intellect patrol or something actually witty. I don't mind if you voice your opinion - the 1st Amendment is great, but people seriously need to start checking at least 50% of their facts before they about how crappy our country is and start blaming he/she/them/their/they for the problems that this world has. Maybe we just need to start sending people on vacations to Iraq when they do something idiotic in public.

There and Back Again by J.F.

2006-01-05T19:07:00.000-08:00

The Crusade trip went off without a hitch. We met early morning Dec 28, 2005 and drove to the Alamo gas station in Sparks to fill up. We didnt even get out of the gas station before we got in trouble with security, one truck forgot a tarp and had to go back, and one guy backed his parents Jeep into a pole...I think they are still mad. We took about 50 pictures of the people in the van more out of boredom than anything else. Here's one of Jen Boyd and I :)

Outside the parking lot, we made pretty good time (if you can call it that) up to Spokane, WA...it was a 15 hour car ride...yeeeeaaaaa. I think just about everyone took a nap through the first session the night of Dec 28 - a 15 drive with little or no sleep the night before will do that to ya. Oh yeah, I forgot about A-hole intersection on the way up...I must tell this story. We pull into this little po-dunk town in western Idaho where they are working on the only stoplight in town. The whole intersection is shut down, but nobody is directing traffic...ah, it's lunchtime. Is the WHOLE workcrew supposed to take lunch at once? I guess it works if your from Idaho. Anyway, we take a left and fillup on gas...then the addicts spot it...Buckies. I like Starbucks, but it has to be in this town...why me? We go back across the intersection...still no workers. We enjoy our coffee...as seen in the picture...

Afterwards, we try to continue on...but we can't. The workers got back from lunch...a LOT of them! Aparently we can't take a right now that they are working again. OK, fine..."how do we get through?" I ask. The worker says to go straight through (back to the gas station we started at), do a u-turn and take a left. OK...NOT. We waited in line for 3 cycles of every other line to go...this guy had a power trip. Then, finaly our turn! Nope! I go to turn left and the worker runs in front of the ASUN van - I almost ran over the dude. Red faced and screeming he runs to my window..."WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" I calmly answer..."taking a left". He replies..."YOU CAN'T - YOU'LL GET A TICKET IF YOU DO"...aparently very flabbergasted. Aside from running this dude over I have no idea what to do so I ask him how to get around onto the road we need and he proceeds to give me the best directions of my life..."TAKE A LEFT AT THE NEXT LIGHT". I take a left at the next light...into a Home Depot parking lot. Cool would not describe my internal demenor at this time. OK, try the next one I think. Nope, the next light gets us lost in some neighborhood. We finaly got a call..."we have GPS, stop and let us lead". We finaly got back on the road and on our way - away from that horrible A-hole intersection. That dumb place cost us like an extra hour.

We all had a great time up there. I may follow up with some posts of what I learned...once I process it all. I will share a highlight though. There was this seminar on defending the Word in a university setting. It basically showed some of the commen arguements used to discount the Bible's creditbility, threw down and whooped some "A" on th lies that "scholars" come up with. My analytical mind went to town - I enjoyed that a lot. Another neat feature was a lady doing interpretive paintings during the main sessions.

As always, the conference throws a killer New Years party...here are some pics...

The drive back was rainy for the most part. There was about an hour of extreme wind that was a little freaky to drive in and also about an hour of snow, but like I said...rain, rain, and more rain for most of the drive. The biggest event on the return was getting stuck in the mud. The same girl that forgot a tarp and cost us an hour the day we left drove into some mud in this field in Idaho...another hour gone. She tried to rock it out...didn't work. She tried to drive backwards...didn't work. We tried using tie downs as tow straps...bet you can guess how that worked. Finally we dug her out, piled chunks of asphalt and shoved bushes under her tires, and pushed...IT WORKED. BUT EVERYONE GOT MUDDY! We made a huge mess in the van...that was so so so much fun to clean up...LOL. We drive 5 minutes to the gas station to clean up and the gas station losses power while we are there! What the HELL?!?! That town is now called Hellsville. All in all the return drive was 16 hours and we got back at 2 am on Jan 2, 2006.

Two in one day - WICA WHA?!?!?!

2005-12-22T23:35:00.000-08:00

I know, I know, it's sad, but I am getting old. I just cant stop saying, "When I was a kid_____!" If you ask me this is something only old people should say, I guess I'm old.

Sayings: When I was a kid...
1. gas was 75¢!
2. Lego's where worth what you paid for!
3. I wanted to grow up, but now I know better!
4. girls had cooties and it was a good thing!
5. the PC was a green screen piece of crap with a BLARING 25MB RAM!
6. video games that were 1-D and 10 bit were the best on the market!
7. a DVD was an acronymn for Dont Videotape Dad, subtitle you never know what he'll do!
8. skiing with dad was $50 for both of us!
9. movies didn't come with a video game!
10. it was cheaper to see a movie in the theatre than to buy it when it came out on video!

You guys got any?

Love Time Off

2005-12-22T23:24:00.000-08:00

I love time off from everything. I am school free, job free, and (fairly) carefree. I spend my free time absolutely wasting it - I know how to chill. Here is a rad pic I found while wasting my hours.I think this thing might be tough to drive...

AIM

2005-12-03T23:20:00.000-08:00

I used to this AIM (AOL Instant Messenger) was the devil, but lately I have figured out that it's not as bad as I thought. It's actually a really good way to communicate with friends. That said, e-mail me you IM ID so I can talk to you!

To Mouse or Not To Mouse

2005-11-27T15:24:00.000-08:00

So my roomie, Matthew, swears we have mice. He's been telling Justin and I these stories for 2 weeks now. We put out mouse trap the night he first told us.

Guess how many mice we've caught?
Big fat ZERO!!
Guess how many mice we've have seen?
Big fat ZIPPO!!
Guess how many traces we've seen?
Beside our own mouse traps, NOTHING.

I think Matthew has officially lost his mind. Last week he even swears he found a nest in his drawer. He promtly carried it out the garage...I took a look...no nest...crazy he is. Maybe I should start suggesting that little tiny dragons are running around the house and see if he believes me?

If I do ever find any traces I may have to borrow Hunter from you Noel - animal/animal carnage is always so much more fun than machine/animal carnage...hehe...

P.S. Just thought I'd announce that I love the picture that I found.

Bodily Functions and Habits

2005-11-24T17:36:00.000-08:00

Excrement Allergy:
My body is allergic to itself. Every time I take a duce my nose goes in hypoallergenic mode and acts more like Niagara Falls than the Hoover Dam it should be. Does anyone else have this problem? It's so odd...

Strange Bathroom Habit:
Since I am on the subject of my quirkiness in the lavatory I thought I'd share another story about my neurotic tendencies. While preparing to whiz standing up I roll my right ankle so my foot is at a 30° angle to the floor and leave it there – if I don’t notice – until I’m done with my business. It’s like clockwork…I do it every time. I’m like a pointing Labrador and The Great White Hunter all in one.

Think about it

2005-11-13T16:30:00.000-08:00

When Shontell was pregnent with her lasted spawn I made a comment that I have regretted since the synapsis in my brain fired the impulses to finish the words in my foolish sentence. Betcha wanna know what I said huh? Well...I can't remember the words, but I give you the jest of it..."Wow, you're huge!" Hmmm...now you must understand the context of my comment actually pertained to the size of her round belly compared to the slenderness of the rest of her. Her belly looked huge because she was, and is, so skinny. I think she may have taken it offensively though - like a told her she was the fattest person in the world when she really was feeling like she was. Yeah, I've felt dumb for a long time on that one. So, sorry Shontell. I really did mean to complement you, sorry it came out so wrong...

Long time - no blog

2005-11-10T20:58:00.000-08:00

I wish I were not such a boring person. At times I sit to blog and I never get anywhere. I write one sentence and realize I have got nothing to say. I see this in my personal life too. I have a habit of causing akward silence in perfectly normal conversations. Not that I say anything horribly wrong or innapropriate - I just give answers of such a succinct nature that I quickly bore the conversee and subliminaly encourage them to find another conversation partner. Is this just a male thing? I think yes, to a degree. Though, I belive the mind engineer to be especially good at this. Two strikes - I am male AND I am an engineer. So not only are my conversational skills stereotypically bad, but the parts that are there are actually designed and ingrained to be as concise as possible. While beneficial for professionalism, this creates a large problem when attempting to find a mate. LOL. I guess I'll just have to rely on my good shape to do this...wait, I don't think women like round. My last resort - be nice as heck and hope somebody likes me for me...wow...I have been force fed way too much Stewart Smally. Have no fear, I am only partially serious; honestly, I am really not as lame as I make myself out to be...or am I...?

I am dumb for asking

2005-10-26T13:51:00.000-07:00

when i committed to being the leader of cru i knew i was committing myself to some stretching. keyword some. i feel like i agreed to an inch and God has taken a mile - i loath, yet i love this. at times i ask "why me?" because i despise what's going on, and at other times because i feel so unworthy. i am so blessed, He is so good to me. i've never understood why He would choose me...me! a sinner, not a saint...one of God's chosen. why do i have a high place in His kingdom? yes, i am a sinner, but i'm saved by His grace. thank you, Jesus, for saving my life.

Mish mosh mash mush....thank you, very much

2005-10-13T14:01:00.000-07:00

I'm having one of those weeks where complete thoughts are very much lacking. I kinda feel like my brain is numb from sensory overload, but I've done so little it must from sensory underload. I've sat down a few times and tried to post something, but what comes out? Bleeeeaaaahh... So, instead of making this week about one post - it will be many posts sandwiched, mixed, and strewn about in very orderly fashion that makes sense only on a train of thought sort of level.

I miss going to Sunday night Bible studies at scoey and soceyet's pad. I think the last time I went was back in March sometime. It's not like I am avioding the place, the people, or the activities - I just can't seem to get that night off. It bums me out...

I went to the Hacienda last night. It was fun (nice complex descriptor huh?). I went with one of my friends to get the $1 taco's and $2 margirita's - love cheap food and drink :) After we finished our meal we hung out with the KRZQ people for a while and ened up walking away with some free CD's - I like free stuff, it makes me happy...

More and more lately I have been feeling like I may never use my degree. I have been pretty seriously considering going on staff with Crusade. The biggest hitch for me is that my heart is for Reno in such a big way I don't think I could really put my all into it if they put me somewhere else. The UNR campus is so lost, I would really love to be able to be a full timer in the campus ministry here...

Thanks for reading my babble.
Peace out - Jamison

TGIF

2005-10-07T11:17:00.000-07:00

Have I told you all how much I love Fridays? They're almost as good as Saturdays. I woke up this morning and drug my arse out of bed way earlier than I ever desire to do so on any day. You see, since I went to the Casting Crowns/Building 429 show last night I didn't study at all for my 10 am test, so....against the will of my body and mind I had to get up and cram for an hour this morning. You'd think with all my negativity srrounding the morning and test I'd be unhappy, but all I could think is TGIF. Not in a worldly sense of it, but in another way. This morning I couldn't stop thinking of God. I didn't just say it, I meant it..."Thank you, God, that it is Friday".

A Deleted Reference

2005-10-05T11:44:00.000-07:00

So, a while back I posted some of my happy thoughts about going back to school. One of those I mentioned was seeing a girl (lets call her Nay) that I liked and getting to lead and serve with her in Cru. I deleted that one because I was afraid she would read it, but now that I am fairly confident she will never visit this website I would like to bring it up again...

I think girls can give me the most insight, but I'm sure some of the married dudes will have some good comments too! Last week we (Nay and I) were both invited via e-mail to a BBQ after the UNR football game this weekend. When I asked Nay if she was going I also asked if she wanted to be my date. She smiled and replied, "Yeah!" Now if you know Nay, which none of you do, she is just about the sweetest, nicest, and most postive in the world - I think she would've said "yes" even if she really wanted to say "no". I wonder if she said yes because she wanted to?!? I wonder if she has any idea how I feel about her?!?! I hope so... Someday soon I will put myself out on a limb and tell her, but first I need to think and pray more.

You know your a ________ when...

2005-09-30T14:11:00.000-07:00

When I was a kid, I wanted to author a series of books by the title, "You know your a ________ when..." I would then fill in the ________ with things like 'hick', 'college student', 'native Nevadan', and 'coke addict' for each book in the series (OK, I threw in the last one because I wanted to be cool). Turns out Jeff Foxworthy stole my idea, but I shall subject you to some of mine anyhow...

You know your a native Nevadan when...
- You go to a casino for the food not to gamble
- You don't know what summer is like without wildfire smoke caked in your lungs
- It's weird to go in a grocery store that doesn't have slot machines by the door
- You dress up for a night on the town, but wear jeans to church
- You've had to explain to someone that Carson City is the capital, not Las Vegas
- You think it's wierd that you can't buy alcohol after 5 pm in Oregon
- You think a red dude in a loin cloth is "normal"
- It feels strange for you to gamble at a casino
- You know that burning man is less about burning and more about legaly committing just about every sin on the books

OK, that's it for now. You guys got anything to add to this? Or how about another funny word or phrase to fill in the ________?

Oh man...

2005-09-25T17:49:00.000-07:00

Someone tell me please...where is this place? LOL

Not Another Christian Event

2005-09-22T20:27:00.000-07:00

So, I was reading Jeni's "Warm Little Ball" post...man do I feel like that too lately. I usually want to curl up into a ball with my non-existent wife though...

Anyway, the real point:
I am going on a retreat with Cru this weekend (see Cru website link if your curious!) from Friday afternoon to Sunday afternoon. Please pray for God to meet all of the people in the group in an amazing way! We have people in all walks from pre-Christ to our leaders that are very strong Chistians. Please pray for safe travel and a great weekend!

I still dont know where I am

2005-09-21T22:30:00.000-07:00

I dont know why I insist on wrestling with God. Aparently I still dont understand my place yet - I am a prideful retard. Here's the story:

It all starts last fall semester. The idea: finish my ME degree in 4 years...somthing only about 5% of my peers do in this major. I was on track, until my advisor had an error in judgment that he still wont admit to. Anyway, that's another story. The point is I got off track and my new plan, notice the my part of this, was to take 16 credits this semester and next, then take 6 credits and graduate next fall. Then, I signed up for this insane class - Vibrations. It is completely impossible...even the grad student in there is having trouble keeping up. It got so bad last night that I broke down in front of some of the other Cru leaders feeling so overwhelmed, helpless, and mentally exhausted. It wasn't that I couldn't figure it out...I just dont have the time. It was a big enough pride thing to give up graduating in 4 years...now it was another pride thing to drop a course. I dont do that - I finish what I start.

LOL - stupid. Thank God for my good friends. They pray for me and care for me. They helped me realize what is more valuable than my pride - Jesus. Needless to say, I dropped the class with much dismay (I'm going old school beastie boy's on ya here...). I realized that I can committ my time to something much much more valuable - ministry :) Plus now I can live my life very very much happier and I won't fail the class. Who cares when I graduate right? Yeah, I'm still not quite over that one yet...

How the Week Goes By

2005-09-15T23:51:00.000-07:00

It's pretty interesting how true to the general American populus this cartoon is. Admittedly, even I am guilty of this. Why is this though?

Usually I answer my own questions and you all come up with your own equally witty remarks about true moot topics; however, today I am skipping the part where I put my brain to use and as a result force you all to start your own darn conversation...

Dress to Impress...Me

2005-09-14T00:45:00.000-07:00

I wrote this extremely long post and pressed the wrong button and it's gone. I'm too tired to get it back...it was way too witty to attempt to repeat. Oh well...here's the short version:

While walking to my car after classes today I saw about 32.5 bra straps, 5.3 thongs, 7 past-the-cleavage shirts, and 1/2 bare arse that seemed as if the owner had "gone commando".

This annoys me. I am tired of seeing it. How do these girls expect to be respected by any man interested in anything but sex? Wait, they don't. Still, I wish they'd all go away. My thought life would improve! I digress because this can never happen.

Instead, I encourage you females who cloth your bodies with intent to protect my mind to continue on your course. Thank you for protecting my purity - you help more than you know.

P.S. The pic of this chick looks almost exactly like the girl I saw today - cept no black undies...just phatty white butt hanging all up over the lawn's face.

Ex-me Part Duo

2005-09-11T22:38:00.000-07:00

I'm lame...I haven't changed. I would have to use my hands, feet and about 10 other peoples hands and feet, to count how many times I have failed at this since Thursday...lame, lame, lame...

Ex-me

2005-09-08T22:00:00.000-07:00

I grabbed this from postsecret again (see Brint's Truly Random blog for the link). I used to be the male version of this (a.ka. "Just find me a bride" - for all of you who need really clear pictures):

Sad huh. I am pretty sure I am different now, but I haven't had a chance to prove it to myself yet.

On My Honor

2005-09-06T23:40:00.000-07:00

Because I told Tim on his blog that I would:

Wowy

2005-09-05T13:49:00.000-07:00

So, I get back from a weekend long vacation to Quincy, CA and check up with my fellow bloggers on the Hillside Blog Links...and the list never ends! Over the past month the list has doubled and I feel the need to tell you all, most of myself, that we're all trendy losers now.

Why did I go to Quincy you say, two words my fellow posers...Joshua Fest. It's good stuff, you should all go next year.

P.S. By the way, I still haven't gotten my item from that eBay guy - I am still unhappy at him. I think I may send him something smelly in the mail...ah, if that only didn't cost me money. Wait! COD! Haahahahahahahaha...

eBay Seller Strikes Again

2005-08-30T17:51:00.000-07:00

Why do I insist on buying from sellers who decide to do stupid things? Stupid begets stupid apparently...

My newest saga of eBay irritation is about a seller that listed an item then left town until 5 days after the auction ended. I could've been playing with my toy all week, but now I am not going to get it until after Labor Day! Lame!

Pet Peeve Numero Infinito

2005-08-27T15:26:00.000-07:00

I still haven't received an explanation for why my roommate did this, so maybe there will be another post to explain exactly why he did this...

So, I'm using the bathroom yesterday and my roommate knocks on the door asking for a turn so he can get ready for work. OK. I finish and exit to find an empty water bottle sitting upright in the middle of the doorway blocking my entrance to the hall. Not that a water bottle is a particularly large object to scale, but still I have to think to myself...why is this thing now here that wasn't here 10 minutes ago? Why is it sitting upright if it's not here on accident? It can't be on accident...why did he put this here?

My solution - leave it there. I come back later that day (much much later - we're talking 7, maybe 8 hours)...it's still there. Purturbed... What the h-e-double hocky stick? Is this just another strike of my roommate, a.k.a. Mr. Lazy? Who knows. Anyway, to fix the problem I stuck it in front of his doorway - right in the middle. It's still there right now...

Top 5 Reasons The Simpsons is My Fav:

2005-08-22T09:55:00.000-07:00

1. Homer makes me feel smart...really really smart
2. "Doh", is a phrase that brings joy to my heart
3. The way Nelson tauntingly says, "Ha-ha", whenever something bad happens to someone else
4. It's like Neverland - they never get older
5. Bart has 2 arch-nemesis' and he's only a kid

So, why do you like The Simpsons?

Closing Time

2005-08-18T11:32:00.000-07:00

It's that time again. Time for me to leave my internship and go back to hell...I mean UNR. Not that UNR is inherently bad, actually, it's a quite beautiful campus. I suppose I should clarify so that my statement isn't so much about a place and more about what the place is about. I hate school. I have gone 15 years straight...I'm done...really done...except I'm not actually. So you're thinking, "Shut up whiner, you only have another year left!" Well, yeah, I do...but I don't care! I revert to my childhood and retort, "I don't wanna!"

Still there are other things that excite me about this year. God always gives us that nice balance of crappy and nice things - usually just enough to keep us happy learning new things. (Yes, I am feeling fairly cynical today...) I must digress my cynicism and list some points of personal glee. I do risk embarrassment because, at the moment, I feel like being extremely honest.

Reasons, in no particular order, I am glad to be starting a new semester:
-I get to live in one place again
-I get to hang out w/ friends more often
-I get to sleep in a little more because class doesn't start until 10 am
-I get to learn more leadership skills through leading the Crusade ministry
-I'll spend less $$$ on gas

It's been a while

2005-08-16T09:20:00.000-07:00

So, as JayBird pointed out, it's been a while since my last post. Life has been busy!

My coming back post is simple. I need your prayers. Last Sunday I got a mean scrape sliding into 2nd base and this week it is starting to get infected. I don't like this... It makes me unhappy...

And just for gross out factor...

Potty Humor

2005-08-11T12:54:00.000-07:00

I was in the bathroom a few minutes ago spending some quality time on the company "john"- Bently has really nice bathrooms by the way - and some guy came in to use the urinal. No big thing...it's pretty normal for 10 or 12 people to come and go while I sit in my stall. But when this one guy came in he must have been thinking he was all by his lonesome. Nothing out of the ordinary to start with, pretty normal...for a men's restroom anyway. Then, the funniest thing I've heard in a bathroom...as he's finishing up, he states, "Oh, yeah, that's the ticket!" Not too loud, but not too soft either...let's call it a "normal" tone of voice.

HAHAHAHAHAHA...I put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing. I don't think he ever noticed me...

2005-08-07T12:10:00.000-07:00

King of me

open up the floodgates
i am the one
who worships You
these hands, these feet
made by You, directed by You
nothing can hold back You
oh, You are, Living Water
oh, You are, King of me

thank You, for You are
You are grace
You are faithfulness
You are peace
You are power
You are, Lord, You are

flow over me
let me be a rock in Your river
my spirit overflowing with You
made by You, directed by You
nothing can hold back You
oh, You are, Living Water
oh, You are, King of me

i am nothing without You
i am so thankful
for You
i am so thankful
that You are
King of me

Alexander the Effeminate

2005-08-05T22:40:00.000-07:00

So I watched the new WB flick, "Alexander", tonight. Man, what a lame movie. Don't you think Martha Stewart would've been less of a pansy than Colin Farrell? Holy crap...I mean look at the sissy...he's thinking, "Look at my legs, aren't they so smooth? Oh, now look at my hair! Isn't the body and flow just great? I know, I'm so fab." Give me a break.

A few times I actually caught myself thinking that he was doing a good job looking pretty tough...man am I embarrassed to admit that...don't worry folks the insanity was only temporary - Colin quickly reminded me that he was cast into the wrong role. He should've played the gay pretty boy that Alexander hooks up with. That would've suited him better...

My vote, fast forward through it...you'll waste less of your life that way.

It's all your fault...

2005-08-03T15:42:00.000-07:00

Due to the general lack of comments I refuse to make a real post today.

Not really, I am just too tired to think of anything real to say...

But I still want you to all makes some comments, come on people!!

Thanks to Brint

2005-08-02T12:51:00.000-07:00

So, upon reading the links on Brint's "truly random" blog....I arrive at THIS (CLICK HERE) website. I'm reading through it, and one of the post cards is this one...

How funny is that? OK, yeah, it's completely messed up and wrong, but can't you see Opie sitting there thinking this?

______________________

Another funny one...

Admit it...you've thought about something similar...

Battle on...

2005-08-01T17:00:00.000-07:00

Last night, as I was lying down to sleep God opened my spiritual eyes to let me see what He was doing in me. It was not my imagination, it was too...divine. I saw my friends - one by one - within reaching distance, then like lightning, so so far away. Like a hole being dug into my heart, every time it happened I felt so alone - every time, deeper and deeper within me. Then, filling up. Overflow. Christ. Overwhelmed. Friends are important...but do not lean on them over Me. Trust Me, for I Am. Power.

Then, far off, just in sight were two warriors. Striking at each other. Hard. Fast. Many times one attempting to advance, but forced back furiously. Then I had this overwhelming knowledge that this fight was over the rights to my spirit, to my being. I had an amazing feeling of safety and longing for Christ. It was strange, but not frightening. Peaceful, yet disturbing. Clarity...

OK, I lied...a semi-real post

2005-08-01T14:54:00.000-07:00

CLICK ME - then blog below...

It might just be me, but what is this man upset about? It irritates me that seniors who don't own a vehicle are eligible for the rebate...too bad more folks haven't traded in their licenses! It doesn't seem very fair that a person who hasn't registered a car should get a rebate on vehicle registration. What do you all think?

An anti-post

2005-08-01T13:03:00.000-07:00

I am tired today. I can't go on. I'll give you a topic and you can talk amongst yourselves. Topic: Bathroom etiquette - why is it taboo for one man to speak with another when bodily fluid/excrement is involved (a.k.a. in the restroom)? Go...

I pun you...foo foo

2005-07-29T23:58:00.000-07:00

If anyone was at Hillside last Sunday they would've witness a certain board member's attempt at being "hip". This poor guy, who will remain nameless to the general internet crowd, attempted to make a pun about how old people don't know anything about "foo foo fighters" and prove that he was "hip" and "with it" when it comes to the music of us - meaning my generation - of young people. Exnay the hipney man...stick with the dylan.

FYI - the band is called "Foo Fighters"...it's ok D.C., even if the youth never forget the bungle, the old people will. Mainly because people as old as you can't remember past last friday...

I'm Neurotic! But Please, No Narcotics...

2005-07-28T12:11:00.000-07:00

I think I have a mild grade of post dramatic stress disorder.

It was last summer about this time of the year when my car got broken into the first time. It was on the street in front of my parents house...my parents house! It really hit me hard. Nothing was stolen, no harm to the car except for the window, but still, it really bothered me.

I had a severe emotional reaction not because they broke my window or tried to take my belongings, but because they had the guts to do. A car is a just a material good, but the fact that they broke into my car bothered me because it's mine, not anyone else's. Not like I really would've shared if they had asked, but it hit me really hard and bother me quite a bit that some childish person out there could come back at any moment and destroy/steal more of my property without any repercussions.

Since then, I spend over an hour forcing myself to sleep through any noise or bussle anytime my car is parked outside. The tick of a clock is enough to make my adrenaline rush unchecked through my system. My mind thinks first of the worst, then I must spend the next few minutes of quiet talking myself out of it so I don't have to go outside and take a look around. I usually believe myself just as the wind blows and the mental arguing resumes...

Thank the Lord for garages - I park my car there and sleep like a baby.

Stop letting go of "the rope"

2005-07-27T12:23:00.000-07:00

I find it hard to feel like I haven't wasted my day when I truely take a day of rest. I get the end of it and feel frustrated at myself for not accomplishing anything. Then the struggle ensues - do I listen to my mind or do I listen to my spirit. My spirit tells me that Christ was right to command us spend that one day of rest, but then my mind jears back and upchucks all over...NO!, you must not survive! I win at tug-o-war every time, haha!

My mind usually wins. All the kicking and screaming - and not to mention the cape - just trick me into releasing my grip because it is less painful than getting rope burn. But still, I want my spirit to win; for, my spirit is not mine, it is of Christ! It is of His puity, His strength, His grace, and His goodness (by the way, His strength is most likely represented by the black kid and His grace by the hippie kid...LOL). For my spirit to win is for Christ to win...I can't loose with that setup!

And still, I let my mind win this one...

A real life church BURN

2005-07-26T00:01:00.000-07:00

I was recently out on the town for a friend's birthday when I ran into an old buddy of mine. We got to talking and I found out that he had recently left the church that he, his wife and daughter had been attending for the last few years. This guy had been burned by his church. "I am done, never going to church again," he said to me. My heart was broken. My spirit crushed. Not that he was a solid Christian in the first place, but he was there, he was asking to be reached out to, he was seeking; instead, his patience was tested and churchy lingo was thrown at him. There was not explanation, no body of Christ...just a burn.

It's going to take an act of God to bring him back to give it another shot, please pray for him, please pray for his wife and daughter. My heart cries out for them, I am sad.

Have I found my peace?

2005-07-25T12:30:00.000-07:00

Well, it's been nearly 3 months now since my breakup with my fiance. It was the strangest ending to a relationship that I've ever had. There was no yelling, no fighting, no mutual hatred or disdain...it was just a coming to terms of reality. The fact of the matter was that reality, at least on my part, was ignored for the better part of the last year of the relationship - maybe more.

Despite spending 3.5 years with this girl, the first month apart actually brought me much joy. I feel blessed that God tore me from her, though it hurts more now than it did at first. I cared about her so much that I made my life about her. So much so that I failed her as the leader by putting my focus on pleasing her rather than God. We were young...we were stupid. High school seniors. What the hell did we know about a good Christian relationship? Nothing. The little parts of our relationship that were actually centered on God were probably the only things that kept us from breaking it off sooner...funny that we used something good and correct to fool ourselves so badly. If only human error was a little less human...

Now, every day I make a conscience decision to search for peace and content in being alone. Some days I'm closer, some I'm farther, others I forget about it completely...I think those are my best days.

Money Orders and eBay

2005-07-21T12:31:00.000-07:00

I recently bid on the 1st Season of the TV show 'Scrubs'. First off, if you haven't seen this show, do so...the hilarity will ensue for many hours the first, second, and thousandth time through. Go see the web-link...it'll tell you all about it. Anyway, back to my anger. So, I bid on this thinking I'd never even win because I had a low bid. Turns up I did win, OK, no problem right. Well, genius I am, I didn't read the description - "Money Order or Cashiers Check Only". What the freak! That is so not cool! There is a reason why eBay set up a partner website called PayPal...because it's everyone's pal when it comes to paying!

OK, I got over it...I go down to the bank and get a stinking money order. What can that cost anyway? $1? $2? NO!! $4!! GREAT!! Now the price of my item has increased two-fold since I bought it...not only do I have to pay shipping, I have to pay $4.37 to get the money order out to this shmuck. PayPal buddy...PayPal! Go away from eBay, go sell on Yahoo! auctions where I will never see you again. Nothing personal, I just can't stand that you're too lazy to take 5 minutes to set up a PayPal account.

Now, I do realize that PayPal charges fees for using their service...it would've been a whopping 40 cents for my transaction...ouch...that hurts you doesn't it buddy? Better yet, it wouldn't hurt you at all if you just pass on the cost to me...a factor of 10 less surcharge would leave me giddy and smiling like a schoolgirl :) Instead you leave me feeling like I've just been tricked to try on my friends g-string from my last post. Thank you not Mr Money Order Man, you have officially ruined my lunch hour...

At least tomorrow is Friday...

?!?G-String?!?

2005-07-20T11:29:00.001-07:00

This morning a woman friend of mine asked me, "Why is a G-string called a G-string?" Well, of course my natural first response was..."WHAT?!?!?" Shortly followed by, "I have no idea - shouldn't you know since you're the one that wears them?"

Turns out this wacky question of the 'unmentionable' nature had been passed to her by a friend who, most likely, was asked by someone else too. This is one of those questions that keeps circulating around until someone is brave enough to actually scowl the internet for the answer. So, what did I do? I did exactly what any young man would do! I made my lady friend search the internet for me! Turns out the internet has it narrowed down to 3 possibilities, none of which seems to inspire me to believe them.

Maybe someday modern etymologists will solve the mystery of the lost linguistic history of this skimpy garment, but for now I think I'll leave it to them to spend their time researching the origin of the term while I revert to childish ness and call it by it's lamemans name, 'Butt floss'...

If etymologists can ever solve the mystery of why it's called 'butt floss' I'll call up Budweiser and see what I can do about getting them a 'We salute you, Mr. Etymologist Man' commercial.

So American - So Fat

2005-07-19T12:38:00.000-07:00

I love Garfield Comic Strips and Homer Simpson. I sat down today at lunch and I had to ask myself - why the heck to I like these cartoon fatties? It's simple - it appeals to my American nature. TV, radio, banners, and billboards alike all advertise, "Get fat because we make more $$$ that way!" I have enough seen a local billboard off Interstate 80 that read something similar to "Atkins, shmatkins." I have also seen a very sexy lobster which neither makes me want to eat lobster, nor anything else at the moment! But I understand the premise - eat up fatty. Still, many these advertisements speak to my inner-American..."eat me man...just one once in a while...it's ok...everyone has one...it tastes so good... "

In a world full of these "sexy lobsters" the American public is still force fed - excuse the cliche - that you have to be lean, fit, and desirable. Oh, I can't go on... I need to eat something...

My First Post

2005-07-19T11:28:00.000-07:00

Jaybird, Red-x, digamypigmy...or something like that. Thanks for sucking me into your world. I never though I'd enjoy a "blog", but somehow, I find myself wanting to talk...and you have to listen for this is my blog...