egg mcmuffin

November 1, 2006

…and now for something completely different.

Well, I’m teaching guitar today. I’ve got a break for lunch and practicing, so I’m here… um… practicing. Yeah. No, relax kiddos, I’m just takin a break. I’m amazed by the response to this blog. 0 comments. ever. I’m goin for the record, baby.

 In other news, maybe it’s because I just had lunch, but the world seems just a shade brighter today… oh what a day this has been, what a rare mood I’m in, well it’s almost like bein in love!

*ahem*

keep on keepin’ on.

and i almost cried

September 19, 2006

acting out meaningless encouragement, saying you’ll never leave

speaking words of happiness and truth that I’ll never believe

I know these hurts are temporary, I know they’ll go away

but I know that they’ll be here until my dying day

well… there it is. if only it were that easy… just pull the silver thread, skip all the hard parts, just skip to the part where I’m dead and I don’t have to worry about living anymore, I don’t have to worry about finding a purpose for my life. I won’t ever have to think of a convincing reason to wake up in the morning, this feeble body will never have to bear the weight of reality and this curse of humanity. Somebody told me that bad things always turn out to be good in the end. I can’t see why. Why don’t all good things turn out to be bad in the end? Why should we persist in giving cheery hallmark card answer for questions that are ugly? Ugly question – ugly answer. It makes sense to me. All our greatest blessings just turn out to be our greatest curses.

my date with brianna

September 13, 2006

Well gosh. I haven’t been very faithful with recording every interesting event in my life on here, have I. Maybe that’s because my life hasn’t been very interesting. Ah, but what about poor Brianna? you may ask, in reference to the title of my post. Well that’s a different subject altogether, and I put that up there just to catch your eye. I did have a date with Bri, in the loosest sense of the word. And nobody knows better than me how the word “date” can have many meanings… but this was a date in the sense that we were in the same place at the same time due to our own free choice. Nah, it was better than that. It started off with music! And if you know me (which you don’t), you’ll know that I think music is pretty much the best thing in the world, specifically the creation of music. So Bri jumped on her keys and I got out my nylon string guitar and I taught her how to jam to some bossa nova. Her dad wandered in eventually, and since there was a drum set, he started giving us a little percussion. Other than the fact that Bri’s keyboard made us sound like smooth jazz radio (a style of music which often has no right to be called jazz at all), I had a great time and Bri picked up the jazz thing like a pro.

Then, off to Bible study. The real reason we were gonna go together is that we live in the same town, and the Bible study is an hour or so away. It’s with the church that Brianna and this one girl go to, but unfortunately that one girl couldn’t be there that evening. So it was just me and Bri heading down the hill. Bible study was good. A bit thought-provoking, as they should be. The guy who was teaching read from 1 Samuel I think, anyway, it was the part where Samuel was choosing a king for the people. The point he made from the passage was that since Israel wanted a king, instead of just being led by God, and God gave them a king, means that sometimes God willgive us what we ask for… even if it isn’t what’s best for us.

So… wow. Still don’t quite know what to make of that. Maybe more on that some other time.

Anyway, me and Bri and Jewels went to Boba afterwards. Bubbletea! Boba is some good stuff… I don’t think Jewels had ever had any before. Passion fruit ice cream shake with baby boba. Mmmmm…

Took Bri home, and as she was leaving and taking a good bit of my music sheets I had printed out with her, she gave me a hug! Yay. And that was my date with miss Brianna.

A funny thought just hit me: Ninja mice. I’ve seen them, no joke. There were three of them in this little box, but now there’s only one. Which means that there are two ninja mice at large in Ramona. Scary thought. I think I’ll google it…

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“Son, fear is the heart of love.”

August 30, 2006

…so I never went back.

I heard that song (I’ll Follow You Into The Dark, Death Cab For Cutie) for the first time yesterday. I seem to always be just behind the curve when it comes to music. I mean, I’d never even heard of Death Cab until they weren’t “cool” anymore.

Well, anyway. The song made me think of something Rob Bell said, I think it was in his book Velvet Elvis. He said something like… heaven can be here on earth, and hell can be here on earth as well. I mean, Jesus is coming here, he says. So the whole “I’ll fly away” sort of mentality might not be accurate… we are to hope in things to come. But that doesn’t mean we’re to give up because pretty soon we’re gonna die and we’ll be instantly whisked away to Heaven. I don’t really know the Bible as well as I should, I mean, who does? But I can’t remeber any verse that says that we go instantly to Heaven when we die. Huh.

I think most heretics just have a bad case of the What Ifs.

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I want to live where soul meets body…

the mettle test

August 28, 2006

So I’m going to ask this guy about money. He’s in our guitar orchestra, and he sits right next to me, and I’ve kinda earned some people’s respect as being “the next Peter Pupping”. Apparently he knows a bit about money, I was told he makes about $100k a day. Freaking billionaire. Which makes me want to ask, “Can’t I just be you for a day?” I mean, $100k, gosh, wow, I could live off that for the rest of my life. I’ve never seen that much money in all of the 18 long years I’ve been on this planet. Well, we shall see what we shall see…

Hello world!

August 24, 2006

Welcome to WordPress.com. This is your first post. Edit or delete it and start blogging!

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well all righty then, Mr. WordPress.


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