I stumbled upon this article while surfing the net (apparently the only kind of surfing I’ll be doing anytime soon). It’s a couple of years old, but it was kind of funny. As I was reading it, I was thinking, “Hey, this looks like something Kevin would post on his blog!” And, since Kevin’s busy this weekend with Tim’s Wedding, I thought I would post it in his honor.
Not Your Messiah’s Oldsmobile
I was thinking the other day about all of the evidence that supports that Jesus was the Messiah. It totally blows me away and I was thinking…okay it makes sense that some people could see that Jesus was the Messiah but just don’t want to give their lives over, and it also makes sense that some people are really ignorant of any kind of religious-whatnot. But, the thing that didn’t make sense to me was Judiasm. People who had followed the Old Testament very strongly, and have been waiting for their Messiah (as was prophesied about)…how could they not see Jesus for who he was? I’m not trying to put down those in the Jewish faith at all, I just don’t understand and am trying to figure it out.
So, I checked out some sites to try to learn some info from the other side. Here’s what I found:
Anyway, it was a pretty rewarding read and I thought I’d just share my adventure with all of you. I still don’t totally “get it,” but I was able to see things from perspectives besides my own.
What was a glimmer in my eye in November has now taken some serious steps into fruition. Huge thanks go to |337 h4x0r |0v3 0f my |1f3 j05hu4. He totally helped teach me what I needed to know to make this site, and sometimes even took the keyboard over completely because my understanding of CSS is pretty shabby. Anyway…welcome to the new design. I’m pumped to post stuff on here as it comes up!
Here is what the new site has to offer:
Enjoy!
Man. My blog has stunk up the house lately. I feel like Neal, where I have all of these great ideas about what I want to blog about, but I don’t actually sit down and write them out.
I’ve been on spring break this week. And now, today was my last day of break. I miss it already. Dangit. I need like a big wad of cash so I can stay home and do stuff. Problem is, I like to buy stuff. And that requires money, which requires a job. Stupid jobs. Well, I guess that’s how the work – eat – work cycle works.
But, next week I’ll just be excited about my job again because, truth be told, I totally love my job. I get Art + Kids + Art. What more could I ask for!?!
I was hoping to go surfing again, but couldn’t get Josh to take off work to come with me. He said something about “being busy” and “having to work” and “lots to do.” I don’t know, I didn’t catch it all. I was too busy sitting on the couch watching my taped reruns of Gilmore Girls drinking my double-shot iced latte breve w/ extra caramel sauce on top. Mmmmm….
I went in to work for two days of my break. This shocked Josh. I tried to convince him that I went in not because I had to, but because I actually wanted to. This seemed like a foreign concept to him.
I got to unload & reload the kiln, which only ended up getting goofed up. A fire alarm went off at the school (which we later learned was from the pressure sprayers trying to clean the campus). So, the firefighters saw that the kiln was “kind of hot” so they shut it off. Actually, they didn’t shut off the kiln, they shut off the safety timer, which is supposed to shut the kiln off if it gets too hot or is on too long. So, essentially, while attempting to stop a possible fire hazard, the firefighers actually created a firehazard. I call the whole thing dangerous, Josh calls it job security.
Well, all in all it’s been a good week. Can’t wait ’til summer. I keep dreaming of the ocean and me catching a wave. I think this addiction’s gonna be worse than coffee. Mom, I might not be coming home as soon as you think.
My father-in-law sent me this article about myths people believe about the war in Iraq and about possible repercussions that will inevitably follow either our victory or our premature withdrawl.
Interesting.
Written in our church bulletin:
Next Week: Brian Morgan will be delivering the message from Exodus 4: 18-31.
I love stuff like that.
I do. The man has an incredible amount of focus, perception, and drive. He lives his life like I wish I could live my Christian walk. He sticks to his principles, he doesn’t let others knock him down (sometimes literally). When people mock him for dipping his toes where they shouldn’t be (a wrestler in politics???) he keeps his head up, gathers his troops, and moves forward.
I don’t agree with everything Jesse believes in. But I truly admire his spirit and I would venture to say that he is one of the most admirable people of this century. I know some of you think that’s crazy.
Remember a time when politics was run by the common man who talked common sense? Now, it’s by-the-book political science/law majors who have been groomed for government since they were young. What do they have to offer the common man? Some. But often times they so much lack a connection to the common man that their laws seem totally bizarre. Jesse is totally a man with connections.
Not that I’m supporting his run for president. I’m not sure that I’d vote for him. But, like I said, I just really admire the guy. He’s so cool. I know, he sometimes wears a feather boa, but I admire that too. I mean, you’re talking to a girl who died her hair purple to get her students to sell magazines. Jesse has some serious spirit.
I liked this quote from the article cited above:
The former Navy SEAL doesn’t like President Bush [related, bio] or Democrat John F. Kerry [related, bio], saying he wants an option besides “Pepsi or Coke.”
What would Jesse be? Budweiser?
I was browsing some baby names for my brother, when I stumbled upon this great site. It’s a page of celebrities and their given names. They are hilarious! You can see how some people just “fixed up” their given names to be a cool celebrity name. Others…where the heck did they come up with their screen name? Seriously!
Josh and I went surfing for the first time yesterday. Seriously, it was awesome (btw – the pictures of people surfing are of other people because we didn’t actually take any pics of ourselves while we were on the water).
It was my fault, really. I’ve always wanted to go, and stupid pop culture things like Sheryl Crow’s song Soak Up the Sun and movies like Blue Crush made me really want to go. I work with a guy named Mike Nolte (who teaches Shop) and he loves to surf. Well, that and he’s just an all around cool guy with an all around cool wife and two all around cool kids. So, he said he’d take Josh and I surfing. So, we went!
First, I need to admit that both Josh and I are currently in the “stink” phase in terms of ability. We went and surfed some baby waves in Santa Cruz. The thing that stinks about surfing is the amount of paddling you need to do to get out to the good waves (and by “good,” I mean “ones that I can surf on that won’t kill me”). When the waves get bigger, it seems like you paddle 10 feet, then a wave comes and pushes you back 6. So, it’s an insane amount of paddling and mind-games to get your body to keep paddling even though your arms feel like jello.
You can tell who surfs a lot because they just effortlessly paddle by everyone else like they have a little motor hidden under their surf board.
Anyway, the first wave I took I started to stand up, but was not centered on my board, so I tanked it. I tanked the next one too. Then, Mike held my board when the next wave came and gave me a good push (reminds me of learning how to ride my bike with my dad letting go and not telling me that he let go and I was really biking by myself for the first time…). IT WAS SO SWEET! I felt like I was flying! And at that singular moment, all of lifes problems seemed to be left behind and nothing else mattered besides just flying.
Then I had to paddle all the way back to the sweet spot. Stupid paddling.
I got up a couple more times, but never completely stood up. I’d just kind of do a 1/2 squat 1/2 stand kind of thing. Anyway, it was sweet. Maybe I’ll get a surfboard next. That would be so awesome. I mean, I live in California where there is an ocean…so I may as well make use of it while I’m here, right?
After that we watched some surf videos at the Nolte house and ate Easter candy with the Nolte kids. Then, we biked down to the coffee shop and had some coffee. We drove by a freaky abandoned Buddhist (?) temple on the way home. It had these two freaky Rottweilers leashed on the overgrown lawn. We went and ate at Charlie Hong Kong’s afterwards.
Anyway, it was one of those sweet sweet days where time stood still.