The Gingus Chronicles

Unfriend

2011-04-23T21:15:00.000-05:00

Hey.... are you still there? It's me.... you know.... me.

I guess I kinda quit blogging for a long time. I cheated on Blogger.... I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you. It's just that.... I ..... uh...... met someone else. Her name is Twitter. A year ago I swore to you that I'd never tweet. But one thing led to another.... and, well.... here we are. But we can still be friends, right? Facebook friends?

BP = Bloody Poor

2010-06-17T21:43:00.000-05:00

Ok... this has been my longest absence from the blog world. I guess my absence is partly due to my twittering and facebooking. Careful people... it will control your life.

Summer is well under way. So far I've been involved in summer basketball activities and helping a good friend construct on his house addition. Other than that, I've invested in the R & R Co. It's a great organization. Everyone should buy some stock.

In The News: The Oil Spill
In all of our great technologies of this world (man on the moon, lasers, dip-n-dots), you mean to tell me we can't stop an oil leak? And one of the best ideas BP (British Petroleum) came up with was something called the "Junk Shot".

So, what was the meeting like when they decided this was their next course of action?

BP dude #1: Ok guys. We have an oil leak in the Gulf of Mexico. We've tried a few things and it didn't work. What should we try now?
BP Genius #2: How 'bout junk?
BP dude #3: We still got it!

Seriously? Let's just fire some garbage into it and it'll work. Can something like this work anywhere else?

Me: Uh oh... There's a water leak in a pipe under the sink. Hmmmm... Let's see if throwing some trash at it will help.

What's next? The "Sucker Punch"?

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

You want to be offended? Here goes...

2010-04-18T17:07:00.000-05:00

If something is wrong, it is wrong. Don't justify it by putting your own spin on it. No wonder the world culture is crumbling around us. It makes my sick how some can say something is ok when it is clearly not.

Confused? OK... I'll give you some examples: Pre-Marital sex and homosexuality. Both are sin. Just like stealing something or lying. A big issue is that if someone can be gay and be a christian. I believe that a "christian" does not live in that lifestyle. I believe that some people are more prone to living that way compared to other people. Just like some are more likely to become alcoholics. But you still have the CHOICE to act upon those tendencies.

I can't stand it when people call themselves "christians" and then act like the rest of the world.

And before you start sending me hate mail or anything like that, I'm just going to say that I am in no way perfect. Everybody has their vices. I sin, but I am a work in progress. I'm trying to make myself better through God. I mess up.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

A Day of Tom Foolery

2010-04-01T01:58:00.001-05:00

Tomorrow is April 1st. AKA "April Fool's Day". I might possibly have some fun with this at work. Hmmm...

What is some of the best pranks you've ever pulled? Or have pulled on you? C'mon... you can tell me... I won't say anything...

Since I usually don't have anything that interesting to talk about, I guess I'll just provide my 2 cents on varying topics from time to time.

The Health Care Bill and the hooplah surrounding it:
I don't know much about this. All I know is Republicans hate it and Democrats hate it when they hate something. I don't even know if the Republicans and Democrats care about what is in the bill. I think all they care about is Republicans and Democrats. I believe all Republicans voted it down as well as a few Democrats. But what is in the bill? How will it effect me? Nobody seems to be explaining that part very well. All I here is how people are fighting about it.

My P90X experience thus far:
It's been tough going through the P90X program so far. I went through the first 4 days of it and became so sore that I had to take an extended break. I either pushed myself too far too quickly or just that I am such a huge pansy. Maybe both. But I'm back working out but I'm approaching it in a more cautious manor. So far so good. I'm on week 2 day 3 tonight. I hope to continue pushing myself so I can see results. I don't want to be the typical dropout who wasted money on exercise equipment.

Stupid People:
I'm a coach and I have a lot of experience with stupid people. Some people think that because they have been allowed entrance into a sporting event, gives them the right to say anything and everything they so desire. I can understand being upset with a bad call or perhaps a player showing inappropriate behavior and you, as the spectator, would like to voice your displeasure. Believe me,... I understand them. I'm a coach. But some people find it necessary to use profanity and verbally abuse coaches, other spectators, officials, and even players. How stupid and rude. Just once I'd like to go to these people and heckle them while they are at their job (considering they have one). I doubt that would be something they would enjoy. Do they not know how poorly they are looked upon and how bad that makes their school look?

Okay, well, that might have been a little more than 2 cents. Heck, I'm impressed if you read the whole thing. Just think of it as more "bang for your buck"... or 2 cents in this case.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

P90zzzzzzzzzzz....

2010-03-11T10:10:00.000-06:00

Happy 311 Day! How will you celebrate? Me? Well, I'm going to spend it feeling like an old man.

You see, I've started this workout program called P90X. It's a 90-day program designed to strengthen and improve health (duh). I finished Day 3 yesterday. And right now I'm sore all over.... ALL OVER. So, I've been walking around with aching muscles (who knew that I actually had some?) for the last couple of days. Right now, I'm sure it's quite comical to see me try and sit down... or shoot a basketball. It hurts.

But, I decided that I needed to make a change in my health. Like most people, I've gained some lbs after high school and I want to do something about that. Not only lose some fat, but gain muscle too. I have to get rid of some of my bad habits I've developed over years of laziness. I'm paying for it now. So, hopefully in around 90 days I won't look like what I do now.

Spring Break is upon us! Woohoo! So, how am I going to spend it? Hmmm..... uh....... I don't know. I don't want to do nothing. So, I guess I'll have to be creative. Any suggestions?

Hmmm.... I wonder how I'm going to do this... or even if I should..... Risk isn't just a board game, right?

Age is a number

2010-02-09T12:02:00.000-06:00

It's 2010. Whoopee. So, how should I say 2010? Should it be 0-10? Or 20-10? Or just 2 thousand 10?

This year marks the 10th year I've been out of high school. Does this mean I'm old now? What is the definition of old? Heck, I'm still in my roaring 20s. I guess it's all relative. Age is a number... old is a feeling... right?

2010 is the end of a some journey's and the begining of others. Some good, some bad. I've made mistakes (just like everybody else). I'm trying to learn from it. Hopefully 2010 will end with me being a better christian. It's a difficult journey.

So, pray for me that I stay on that path. Pray that I have people there guiding me in the right direction.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

iPee

2009-12-23T19:11:00.000-06:00

Wow... I'm bored. I must be bored because I came up to the school (during Christmas break, mind you) to get on the internet. That spells boredom... Well, actually, B-O-R-E-D-O-M spells boredom, but you get the........ ok... moving on....

One bad thing about living outside of any city limits is the inconvienience of internet access. Sure, I could get the internet at my house, but it would cost WAY too much to get anything remotely resembling fast and reliable internet access. So, the iPhone is the best choice. And the iPhone is a poor choice a lot of times too because of AT&T. They suck. One second I'll have full 3G coverage, and then a second later, I'll have no 3G with barely any service at all. Sometimes I have to move in certain ways like they did with old rabbit ears on tv's to get reception. "OK... if I keep my arm held this way and my head tilted this way....AWESOME! I got two bars!"

So, what have I done during the break so far? Um... well, the highlight of a couple of days ago was putting on pants. That tells you what I've been up to. OK... that might be a little too much info....

OK... I have to pee... so I'm leaving.... Dang it... too much info again.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

A Blessed Life

2009-12-17T09:27:00.000-06:00

I actually have free time to blog at the moment, so I am taking advantage. Right now, we are taking semester tests and I only have a few students here taking it. I look forward to this time so much. I have no prep period, so any mini-break I get is a gift.

Christmas shopping. I hate Christmas shopping. There is so much pressure to get the right gift. Well, at least I think there is pressure. I'm not so good at knowing what others want. I hate knowing that I got someone the wrong gift and seeing the disappointment in their eyes. Plus, dealing with all the people at the stores. It's crazy. At least Amazon.com has helped a lot in that regard. Online shopping: A Godsend for lazy people.

What do I want for Christmas? I really don't "need" anything. I have everything. Of course, I wouldn't complain if I received a new vehicle or if someone decided to pay off the rest of my house. There's always something that I wouldn't mind having. It's just that I'm so blessed that I don't need anything. I have loving family and friends. I have a job and a nice home. How many people don't have basic things? Too many. So, why should I ask for anything? I have everything. Just not the "Donald Trump" has everything.

If only gift cards were good to give for everyone... all the time. Then I would be good to go.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

I don't think you called glass

2009-11-20T09:36:00.002-06:00

Not having the internet at home makes updating this thing somewhat difficult. I'd do it at school but I hardly ever have the time (or the motivation) to post something. So, here goes my monthly checkup...

Basketball season is fully underway now... in other words, I have no free time. Our junior high season has already had 5 games. There have been some really good games. And get this, our boys team had a TIE. Yes, you heard me (or "read" me, in this case). We tied. You see, this particular junior high game was played before a high school game. The girls game ran long and so the boys game got started behind schedule. It was a back and forth game. My team was down 6 with under a minute left to go in the game. One of my guards hits a 3-pointer to make us only down 3. I told my guys to try to go for a steal, and if they fouled in the process, then so be it. We would try to make them either make free throws or make them turn it over. Now, I'm a little fuzzy on the details but whatever happened made us get the ball back still only down 3 points. Time is running out. So, one of my post players shoots a desperation 3 off the backboard and ties the game with 1 second left. The game is going to overtime. But not so fast my friend. The high school games are to start in about 15 minutes. So, our administration says that the game is over. In. A. Tie.

Regardless of how to game could have turned out if there was an overtime, I was proud of my team. And our guys have had a lot of close calls so far this season. But we are getting better, which is what I want. The girls are getting better as well. I'm very proud of both of my teams.

In other news, I have a girlfriend. Woohoo! She's awesome.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Seriously, over a month for that?

2009-10-13T17:02:00.001-05:00

So, what... did we skip right past fall and straight into winter?

I like Reese's Cups.

Leaves of 3, @#$% me...

2009-08-30T14:01:00.003-05:00

I'll just say this... poison ivy sucks.

I think I've discovered "super" poison ivy.... or "ultra" whichever is worse. I decided to mow my fence line by my house and I guess this is where the super/extreme poison ivy latched on. It affected both of my legs and arms. It was by far the worst case I've ever had. My legs looked like I got into a fight with a cheese grater... and lost.

I finally went to the doctor about it. At that time I probably would have been ok if he would have suggested to amputate. But when he looked at the area for the first time he said, "Hmm... that's unusual." Now, this guy is a doctor... and I'm sure he's seen some things that I'll never want to even think about. But he looks at my leg like he's trying to figure out The Sixth Sense. It wasn't too comforting.

Anyway, he gave me some meds and now it's clearing up quite well. It now only looks like I got into a fight with a frying pan full of hot grease.

Sometimes I feel like, somebody's 'sploding me

2009-07-06T20:17:00.003-05:00

Happy two days after the 4th of July. I hope your Independence Day festivities were enjoyable.

I'm not much of a firework fan. OK,... let me rephrase that.... I'm not much of a spending money on fireworks guy. I don't like the idea of spending a months check on sparklers and black cats. Obviously, I don't mind if others do and I get to sneak in on the action, but I can think of much better ways to spend my "hard earned" cash. Such as:

Video Games

Stuff

Food

More Stuff

Granted, some of these items aren't quite as explosive as fireworks, but they last longer... well, maybe not some foods in my house.

I came up with an idea for a firework design that demonstrates realistically what happens during a firework show. The firework is simple... it has all the basic firework parts. The fuse and the 'splosion innards. It looks just like a stack of money... and it blows up. So, it's like your money is going up in smoke. Isn't that what happens when you buy fireworks? Well, besides the blown-off fingers.

The firework may look like this:

And speaking of fireworks, I found out that throwing bottle rockets in the air before they take off is a bad idea. To make a short story shorter, my hearing hasn't come all the way back yet.

I've got nothing more to say, except...... until next time, vaya con Dios.

Global Swarming

2009-06-25T13:31:00.003-05:00

OK... it's hot. Summer just started. Dang global warming never helps when it's cold.

When it's hot outside, it makes other things suck. It makes everything outside untouchable. Want to go for a drive in the middle of a summer day? Alright... just prepare to have 3rd degree burns on your hands. Of course, you should always wear your seatbelt... just don't touch the metal part. Do you have a leather interior? Well, your life is about to change. All these things turn to searing hot magma. Driving under these conditions reminds me of trying to tune a radio station and the only way to get it is to morph your body and antenae making it look like you are doing yoga. You can't touch the stearing wheel so you use your elbows or somehow put your feet up there to steer. You can't touch the door because your arm will melt off. In other words... your vehicle hates you.

Is it just me, or is the US about to become nuked by several different countries? North Korea threatens us.... Iran may be doing "axis of evil" type activities. What else? Are the people of Egypt going to throw rocks at us? What if Canada hates us? An international snowball fight?

Have we really became the most hated country in the world? Is it our meddling in everyone's business? Is it our freedom they want for themselves? Our arrogance?

There is too much to think about. It's summer! I'm not supposed to think during my vacation! Quit bothering me, world. You're bugging me. Scat! Scat!

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

No bean bag chair?

2009-06-04T09:34:00.002-05:00

28. That's the number. It's not that big of a deal. The only big birthday's are usually 16 and 21 (for the younger ones). Then the only big birthdays you have to endure,... uh, eh.... look forward to is the ones that have a zero at the end of it. So, 28 isn't much. It's another year of sitting at home wishing you could be doing something cool on your birthday for a change. I guess I should ready the Cheetos and root bear.... It's party time!

Other than that I'm busy (really? busy?) settling in to my new house. It's great to have a place to call your own. It comes at a price, however. And that price will haunt me for the next 15 years. But I do like it and hope it serves me well for many years to come.

Am I the only one resisting the phenomenon that is Twitter? I'm already on Facebook and Myspace. Do I need Twitter? I heard that Twitter, Facebook, and Myspace are joining forces to create one big social networking site: YouTwitFace.

School is out. Summer is here. It's good. I simplified that to spare you the time.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

A pirates life for me...

2009-04-16T12:57:00.003-05:00

The house is in!

Great news, right? Yes, for the most part. The downside (right now) is that I can't move in for another few days. I have to wait for the plumbers, electrician's, wizards, and whoever-they-are's to come and get everything ready for me to move in. I haven't bought a refrigerator yet, but it'll be one of the last things for me to do. Yay... I get to spend more money I don't have.

One month left of school. Awesome. Right now we are in the middle of prepping for the EOI (End of Instruction) tests. The whole year comes down to these tests. No pressure.

Tomorrow I'll be doing something that I thought I would never do. I don't really want to say exactly what that is just yet, but if it goes a certain way, then I'll share. Don't you just love these vague stories?

Pirates are in the news. Since when did pirates become "in" again? The media seems to indicate that they are everywhere. Now, on top of economic disaster and global warming, we get to deal with contemporary Peg-legs. Every time I hear anyone talk about the "new" pirates, I always imagine them with an eye patch and a parrot. Sometimes they would say, "Why is the rum gone?"

Alrighty then... I guess I'll talk to ya again in a month.... ha....

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

It's Spring-tacular

2009-03-06T18:52:00.004-06:00

The weather this week is a mixed blessing.

The Good: Sunny skies with highs in the upper 70s and lower 80s.

The Bad: 235 mph winds. That's right.

The Worst: Pretty much the entire week I didn't wake up to the sounds of an alarm, but to the annual sneazing fits. It's allergy season. I hate it. I want to punch allergies in the face.

One time I sneazed on someone's food...

I can't wait until Spring Break. Just one more full week left until it happens. There will be some daytime napping. Oh yes. There will be some napping.

House update: Why use words when I can show you a video that I shot today?

Eh... Nothin'

2009-02-07T16:26:00.005-06:00

I know... I know... But I'm still alive. I usually don't feel the need to blog for two reasons. 1. Nothing new is happening. 2. I don't have time.

I could always blog about how crappy it is to go to the refridgerator and find there is an empty carton of milk staring me in the face. I could update you on my thoughts of Battlestar Galactica (shut up... it's not a nerd show). But I will spare you of those details... at least for now, that is. It also hurts that I don't have the internet at my current residence. So, the only time that I would have to update is at work (this is where reason number dos comes in to play).

So, what in the world can I talk about? What has happened to me in a month and a half? I'll give you the typical "guy" answer.... Nothin'.

Well, that isn't exactly true.

Work on my house is continuing quite nicely. But it's still a slow process. I'm looking forward to having a place to call my own. Just yesterday they have started work on the foundation type stuff. If I knew exactly what to call it, then I wouldn't use technical terms such as "stuff". I haven't been to look at it in a couple of weeks (again, because of reason number two). The last time I checked, the cabinets were installed. The trim wasn't finished yet but hopefully that is done by now.

Junior high basketball season is finished. Both teams finished with wins (which is a first for me). I was/am extremely proud of both teams. It was a good season. I had fun and I hope they did as well.

Socially, nothing new. Again, work keeps me busy. So there isn't a whole lot of time to really explore some avenues. If my life was a 7-day forecast, there would be a 0% chance of girlfriend the whole week. Sunny and Single!

And in other news, I have no news.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Conversations to a clone

2008-12-17T11:24:00.003-06:00

You know you are starting to get old when you really have to think about how old you are. I always thought the "old'ing" process would begin around what my hair is doing. Is it grey? Is it receding? Thinning? Or maybe even wrinkling skin. I don't seem to have that going on just yet. Memory problems? Yes! That does seem to be taking place. Heck, I don't even remember having memory problems. Aching muscles? Yes! Even when I don't do anything! (Maybe that's part of the problem).

Getting old(er) is just a part of life. But is it so bad? Do you really want to go back to those awkward teenage years where everything was out of proportion? (I don't think I need to go into detail there). Sometimes I wish I could go back to high school so I could change a few things... maybe do a few things differently. Most people, I think, has something they would like to change in the past.

If you could go back in time to visit a younger you, what would you tell yourself? Would you tell yourself to watch out for something in particular? Would you give life changing advice? Would you tell yourself to bet on the Boston Red Sox to win the World Series a few years ago? Even invest in some Apple stock? Or totally avoid the stock market at all? What would you tell yourself? Anything?

Nothing for November

2008-11-19T14:39:00.003-06:00

Some people do the "No Shave November" or the "Post a blog everyday in November" thing. I did nothing. I'm not dedicated enough to be dedicated. It's a vicious circle. Instead, I've been coaching like a fiend. Games nearly every night. November for me has been "Not Free November." Maybe one free night for the last few weeks.

During one away game last week I was informed that I had a flat tire on my truck (which was at the school). Come back late that night I had planned on exchanging the tire for the spare. That would have been a good idea had the spare tire mechanism worked. Instead of driving my truck back home, I took the bus home. I needed it anyway because I had to coach a junior high game the following morning. After that game I aired up my tire and hoped that I could make it to Ada to get it fixed. The place I usually go to closes on Saturday at 12:00 p.m so I reluctantly chose to go to WalMart. I made it to WalMart easily (with the aid of excessive speeds). When they FINALLY got to my truck they told me that the flat was fixed. I then asked them if they could exchange that tire with the spare because the tread was getting thin. They tried and did not succeed. So, I guess there is something wrong with the spare tire mechanism.... great,..... something else for me to fix.

Something else to fix, you say? Yes. I lightly hit a deer a few days ago. The damage was minimal but enough to be a pain in the you-know-what. It broke a few places on the grill and jammed the bumper slightly. The worst part about the whole thing is that the turn signal lights on both sides pops out of place. Nothing that duct tape can't fix.

Thanksgiving is quickly approaching, which means significant weight gain will follow.

So, what did I do in November? Nothing... and everything.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

You don't see that everyday

2008-11-07T11:09:00.002-06:00

Yesterday, during lunch, a student comes up to me saying that a car was smoking. I misunderstood thinking that he meant someone was smoking IN a car. I walk outside thinking that it's just a parent waiting for their kid. But, in the student parking lot, was a car literally smoking. A few minutes later it was clear that the car was on fire. When I first saw it, I thought it was just another case of an old piece of crap smoking due to years of use. But the car hadn't been running for who knows how long. So, to make a long story short, a car caught on fire at school yesterday. It was something you normally don't see everyday.

Quarters and Dimes

2008-11-06T10:57:00.002-06:00

"Change" is coming? I hope I'm wrong about this so-called "change" we are about to face. If not, we are in for a long 4 years.

The outcome of the election didn't turn in my favor, but, that's okay. God is bigger than any political office or position. Am I worried? Well, anytime a new leader emerges, there's always going to be some kind of anxiety or worry. No matter who it may be. No president has ever been perfect. Obama is no different. He'll make mistakes just like all of the ones previous to him. Christians need to pray for him even if you voted for him or not.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

File this under "Political"

2008-10-21T11:38:00.003-05:00

Elections are coming up very quickly. Seems every presidential election people label it as "the most important election ever." However, this one seems to pretty big. Both times that I've voted for a president, it has gone into the equivalent of overtime. I wonder what will happen this time.

I hardly ever talk about politics. For one, it nearly makes me sick. All of the corruption and lies are enough to make me want to make a clone of myself and punch it in the face (would that make me a masochist?).

But I do want to say something "political". I can't STAND those who ONLY vote along party lines. Even when the other candidate is clearly the better choice. I can hardly stand political parties anyway. Why can't we just objectively look at who is better regardless of the party they are affiliated with? It's ridiculous.

Anyway, I have run out of time. Until next time, vaya con Dios.

3 Little injured and old pigs

2008-10-05T13:44:00.002-05:00

This must be the longest blog drought since the dawn of The Gingus Chronicles. But don't worry. I'm still alive.

Two days ago I played in our annual alumni basketball game. It's been 8 years since I've graduated. I knew going into the game that it was going to rip me a new one. But after the game was over, I didn't feel as bad as I thought I was going to. Granted, I was worn out and exhausted, but considering no arms or legs fell off in the process, I came out ahead. I am just a little sore as of now, but the biggest problem I have is my knee. This past summer I hurt it. I don't know when or how, but it's been hurting since then. It only hurts when I am moving it semi-aggressively. Meaning that if I chose to jog or play basketball or some kind of physical activity, it hurts. It bothers me on the bottom side of my knee cap and a little to the right. So, I'm thinking that it has something to do with the patellar tendon (it may be something called "Jumpers Knee"). But, I guess this is the price I pay for being old and out of shape.

Fall is upon us. Cooler weather is here. Which means FOOTBALL!!!!

My Sooners (for the time being) are number 1! Since USC lost or Oregon State (again), OU moved up to the #1 spot. I've been meaning to do my picks each week on here but considering how I'm doing, I would only embarrass myself. I think I should have a monkey make my picks for me. I'd put two teams on a piece of paper and but it on a wall. The monkey would come in and whichever piece of paper is closest to the poo the monkey threw is the team I'll pick. Sounds simple enough, right?

The process for my house that I'm building is coming along slowly, but at least it's coming along. I never realized how difficult and drawn out of a process it is to borrow money for a new house. It's rediculous. I should have just invited the smart one of those 3 little pigs to build my house instead.

And speaking of the 3 Little Pigs, I found an old classic music video for you to enjoy and admire.

There you have it. Until next time, vaya con Dios.

There's a pile up on the ocean I-40

2008-08-14T11:32:00.011-05:00

Another year has begun. Not a calender year, but a school year. I was more ready for this year that the previous two. Why? Well, the time leading up to my first year I was a nervous wreck. And when I say "wreck", I mean like a massive collision.... with semi's, trucks with trailers, airplanes, and aircraft carriers. (I don't know where all these vehicles would meet together to cause a wreck, but that goes just to show the grand scheme of things.)

With a new school year brings so many things. This particular year we have a new boss (which is always scary at first). But that has gone very well so far. There are also new students. Trying to get them oriented to my teaching style and philosophy as well as getting them acquainted and comfortable with a new school. Then there's the familiar students. Those that you know with those that you have had already in class. I have changed a few things that I am doing so having them adjust to that will be challenging. Each year brings new challenges. But I look forward to them to make this year better than the last.

I can't tell you how much I have learned since I entered the teaching profession. I have always had the very common fear of speaking in public. While unfamiliar situations still put me very much on edge, I have become much more comfortable speaking in front of others. I am far from being seasoned. I still have much to learn. Every day I learn something new... even if I don't realize it.

So, I'll leave you with a quote. Until next time, vaya con Dios.

"A well-informed mind is the best security against the contagion of folly and of vice. The vacant mind is ever on the watch for relief, and ready to plunge into error, to escape from the languor of idleness."
Ann Redcliffe, The Mysteries of Udolpho, 1764

Zeus and I are pretty tight

2008-08-10T19:13:00.002-05:00

Random question: If you luge and you crash, are you a sore luger?

In other news, I found out how to make it rain. Usually people wash their vehicle and it rains, frustrating many. But I also found out that if I simply take my motorcycle for a ride, then it will rain. This process is even more dependable that an indian rain dance.

What's the deal with "female problems" commercials airing in prime time tv? A good friend of mine mentioned how these ads should show on Lifetime or something like that. Besides, only females watch that network. Even the, uh.... feminine males won't watch anything on Lifetime. No further comment.

Whenever I decide to blog I can never think of something to write about. During the week, I may find myself in a situation that I think would be "blog-worthy". But, when I finally sit down to update, everything escapes me. I have a recurring case of writer's blog.

This Wednesday is the first day of prison... uh... I mean school. So, wish me well.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

This is my good, addictive side

2008-07-27T21:58:00.006-05:00

Does this picture mean anything? No? Well, your right. I was feeling the pressure of taking more pictures of myself and I succumbed to temptation. What you see up above is, sadly, the result. It's half boredom, half stupidity, and half bad math.

OK... so I have to admit something. I really like the show Big Brother. Please understand that I generally abhor reality shows. And I use the word "reality" very loosely. I started watching the show with season 8. I had no real intention of getting involved with the show. But, with most ill-conceived ideas, I was bored. I noticed that the show was premiering one particular evening so I decided, "Hey, I have nothing else to do." What happened was I became addicted, like a second game of Jenga. So, three hours per week I am unavailable to the general public.

Bad news: school is starting soon.

Good news: football is starting soon!

That's right! Football season is upon us! I can't wait. Football is probably my favorite sport. I know, I coach basketball. But football is my favorite to watch. Basketball is a close second, however. So, Basketball, if you are reading this, it's not that I don't love you, it's just you aren't "the one".

OU is my team, like anyone who knows me knows that. If a video game is any representation of real-life future events, then OU will win their first game 147-0.

So, to end post #402, here is a video related to picture up above.

Any kind of 'capade', really...

2008-07-20T17:39:00.002-05:00

I was so caught up in telling you of my escapades from a couple of weeks ago that I forgot to say...

HAPPY 400th POST, ME!!!

OK.... enough of the shameless promotion.

I remember a time when I posted on my blog nearly every day. Now, I'm doing well just to post twice in a month. OK, what's worse? Being too lazy to post or being so lazy to do anything else that all you have to do IS post. Either way it's bad.

Most of my week consisted of watching coverage of E3, which stands for "Electronic Entertainment Expo." Basically, it has a lot to do with video games and such. I am a Sony guy, so I was mostly concerned with what Sony had to show. I don't really like Microsoft and I can generally stand Nintendo. But, I will not go into that kind of rant on here (probably because I know nobody cares).

All this laziness..... Maybe that is why I am gaining a few pounds. To combat this I've been going to the gym a little bit to do at least something. Mainly shooting the basketball.... very poorly I might add. And in the last few months I have had a bad pain in my right knee. THIS is why getting old sucks. More years on your life = more pains in the, well, backside. Then again, staying in shape would have helped the whole "health" thing.

School/work/no-more-freedom starts up again in a couple of weeks. I'm kinda looking forward to it, oddly enough. I need a routine again. And sadly, that routine will be with a bunch of teenagers.

Update on my head,.... it's still there.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Is That The Light At The End Of The Tunnel? No, wait, that's just a bad driver.

2008-07-08T20:28:00.004-05:00

July 4th was one one day I will NOT forget any time soon. Let me tell you a story...

After spending some time at my mother's house with some family friends, I decided to go to an old friends house for some Holiday fun. When I arrived the water balloon throwing already started. Naturally, I jumped right in. By the way, water balloons are freaking hard to tie. Maybe I just don't the technique down. Practice, practice, practice... And these water balloons were small enough that when they hit you, they didn't bust. So, you might as well have had someone come up and slap you right in the face, because that's what it felt like.

Anywho, the guys decided that it was time to go for some good ole' county 4-wheelin'. There were 4 of these rides, so to get them we needed 4 guys. 3 of us hopped on the tailgate of the hosts' pickup. The truck was full of pallets. So, the only room for us to ride was the tailgate. THAT will play an important part of this story.

The 3 of us were set to go. So we thought.... The driver backed up pretty close to a tree. Everyone was thinking, "Oh, was a goofball," or something generic like that. Then he took off down the dirt road. He MUST have forgotten the rules of physics, because when you take off pretty quickly, you must compensate for that forward motion. Again, I was on the tailgate and there were wooden pallets in the bed of the truck. There was nowhere for me to lean. At this point I knew I was in trouble. I was about to "hit the ground runnin'", so to speak. So, I thought I could "Superman" it by running backwards with hopes to stay upright. Let's just say that didn't work. As soon as my feet touched the road, I fell back with my head taking most of the impact. I slid for who knows how far. It wasn't very far because I guesstimate we were only going about 15-20 mph at the time I fell out. But, fast enough to generally suck.

As soon I stopped sliding I got up in a daze. There was dust all around. I knew that whatever happened probably wasn't good. My head hurt, so I took my left hand and touched my hand. The wife of the driver rushed over and said, "Oh my God, you're bleeding." Then I looked at my hand and there was blood all over it. Again, not good. So, she took my inside her house and helped me take care of my wound.

4 hours later, the blood finally stopped. I look back on all of that and I consider myself extremely lucky. Considering what happened, I came out as good as you possibly could. There weren't but a few scratches (not very deep). I didn't have a concussion, which is what I was most afraid of. The driver appologized time after time, which he didn't really need to. I knew he didn't do it on purpose. I think it scared everybody who saw it. Well, except the other two guys on the tailgate. The told me that they had a good laugh, until they knew I wasn't exactly "peachy". Oh well, I can't say I wouldn't have done the same.

4 days later there are still some sore spots. But considering what could have happened, I am very thankful.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.... and maybe I should be more careful.... so should you.

3rd Person View

2008-07-03T19:00:00.002-05:00

What do we see when we look at ourselves? Do we see what we hope we are? Do we see a loving, caring person? Do we see an inconsiderate jerk? Perhaps we are so caught up in the idea of what we should be that we don't see what we are.

There are so many things to distract us from seeing ourselves. Is it the people we choose to be around? Is it our family? The sad thing is that not very many people are who they are. Just take a look around. I'm not going to give specifics about what I'm talking about. I want those who read this to figure that out for themselves.

New Way For Me to Injure Myself

2008-06-18T17:39:00.000-05:00

The Dash

2008-06-12T18:32:00.002-05:00

The Dash

I read of a man who stood to speak

at the funeral of a friend.

He referred to the dates on her tombstone

from the beginning...to the end.

He noted that first came the date of her birth

and spoke of the following date with tears,

but he said what mattered most of all

was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time

that she spent alive on earth...

and now only those who loved her

know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;

the cars....the house...the cash.

What matters is how we live and love

and how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard...

are there things you'd like to change?

For you never know how much time is left

that can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough

to consider what's true and real,

and always try to understand

the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,

and show appreciation more

and love the people in our lives

like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,

and more often wear a smile...

remembering that this special dash

might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy is being read

with your life's actions to rehash...

would you be proud of the things they

say about how you spend your dash?

Solid Snake Charmer

2008-06-03T21:10:00.003-05:00

Here I am, sitting in the coaches office in the gymnasium at the school, blogging during the summer. It's a day before my birthday and my girlfriend (that's right, I said "my girlfriend") is all the way on the other side of the world for a couple of weeks. Since we started dating we have kept some sort of communication (text messages, emails, phone calls, etc.) with each other, until this time. Instead, I just look at my phone going back to the last text message that she sent me and read it dozens of times. Just today I got my birthday present from her and a note that went along with it. So, now I will just read that over and over again. But, I realize this is just temporary (hopefully). I consider myself blessed.

Thankfully I will be pretty busy in the meantime. Starting tomorrow our basketball team has team camp. That will keep me occupied through Friday. The weekends will suck because I don't have anything to do. I'm sure I can come up with something (no, cow tipping is NOT an option.... and has anyone ever done that? I've never heard of anybody ever go cow tipping... I think it's a myth created by northerners to make southerners look more "hickish").

I'm also house shopping. I've looked at a few. And a few of those I kinda liked. I have at least one more to look at next week. It looks pretty promising. I just want to get this whole process over with. Also, I'm probably about to buy a motorcycle. But ONLY for gas saving purposes... yeeeeaaaaahhhh. Do you believe that?

Other than that, I'm just trying to enjoy my summer break.... well, somewhat of a break, I guess. Oh yeah, next week is the worldwide release of Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the Patriots. I've been waiting 3+ years for this game. And from what I hear, it will be worth that wait. Yeah, that was a nerd moment, but I dont' care.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Yes, I am serious...

2008-05-17T22:58:00.002-05:00

I can't believe I get this bored sometimes.

It's not you... It's YouTube.

2008-05-01T11:33:00.004-05:00

How bad were music videos in the 80s? Even the early 90s. When did videos really start becoming good? Or is there any point in history where we can say that music videos started "getting with it"? Most of the videos today are nothing but YouTube porn flicks.

When music executives go into a meeting to discuss how to do a video, what ideas do they throw out there?

Exec #1: "So, guys, what do we want to do with the hot new single titled, 'Uh huh, I Would Like to Make Unacceptable Sexual Advances."
Exec #2: "Let's do what we always do: Get some chicks. Make them wear scantly clad shoelaces and spray water on them while random guys feel 'em up. Heck, let's even let some random curious bisexuals experiment with each other while we are at it. And the "dancing"? Well, you know how I hate to use that term in my music videos.... But, the bump and grind seems to work well every time."
Exec #1: "That's gold, Jerry.... Gold!"

I suppose they have given up on making anything worth watching. There are a FEW exceptions, however. Maybe this is one of the reasons why MTV or VH1 never shows music anymore. There's nothing worth watching. Imagine that..... music on music channels. At least CMT has SOME music on there. I don't like country music but at least they are somewhat holding true to their roots (roots: not with the music itself, just with the programming).

What do you think?

You are one sick snow storm

2008-04-29T14:21:00.006-05:00

I'm sick. Not in the perverted sense, but in the cough-cough-I-think-I-am-going-to-die sense. I will say, however, that I'm much better than I was yesterday. Yesterday was spent sleeping.... and that's about it. I would have watched tv but there was nothing on. Oh, and you know you are sick when you finally get out of bed, sit down in front of the tv and just stare at it for several minutes before you realize that the tv hasn't been turned on. Either I was sick or just dumber than usual. And please, no comments or answers to that previous sentence.

I've also been peeling (like ANY of you wanted to know that). I got a sunburn from watching a baseball game last Thursday and now it's time for the peeling ceremony. It's guarenteed to make people give you a second look like you have some kind of skin disease. I also got it on my scalp because I wasn't smart enough to wear a hat. So, everytime my head iches and I go to scratch it, it looks like a dandruff blizzard over the state of me.
Okay, I've told you two things that nobody really wanted to know about, but hey, what are blogs for anyway? Nothing serious ever gets put on here, right?

Beware of Cat

2008-04-22T08:57:00.005-05:00

Right off the bat, isn't this scary? Especially for dogs.

Even more scary is that I used this picture in one of my Geometry lessons. On our Smartboard, I showed the title of the lesson (Surface Areas of Prisms and Cylinders) and with it pictures of cylinders and prisms. Then I thought, "This is missing something....." Naturally, I went with The Sniper Cat. ..... and.... uh...... why are you looking at me like that?

Lightning Crashes

2008-04-17T12:48:00.003-05:00

Storm season. I love stormy weather. Literally. It's not a metaphor for loving people in distress. I love this time of year.

I've wondered why I find storms fascinating. What is it about clouds, rain, wind, fronts, and everything involved?

For most of my life I thought I was going to be a meteorologist. What I really wanted to do was be a storm chaser. To be right there, up-close, in the eye of danger, was exciting to me. Every time there was a storm being covered on TV by the local media, I was glued to the screen. If a storm was coming straight where I was located, I would never freak out and search for shelter. I would do what a lot of southerners would do: go outside and look at the sky. Most of us Oklahomans believe that tornado sirens means to go get your camera and go outside. While that is mostly true, I really do go outside in the thick of it all, look up, and just stand there in awe.

I think one of the reasons why I like the weather so much is that it's a display of God's power and beauty. Have you ever seen a towering thunderstorm a hundred miles away? Especially when there is lightning involved. It's breathtaking, isn't it? Ever seen a tornado's destructive power in person? Simply amazing what an invisible force can do!

...... Simply amazing what an "invisible" force can do......

What are you listening to?

2008-04-13T17:31:00.003-05:00

What is it about music? Why do certain people like certain music? Are some people genetically dispositioned to like a particular genre or style of music? Why do I like rock? Why do I strongly dislike rap and country? I know some of the reasons have to do with environment. Even ethnic groups and cultures usually have "their" style above others. (that's not a racism thing, by the way).

I love how music can strongly influence a persons life. Then again, I hate how it does the same thing. Postivie, powerful music can do wonders for a person. Angry, destructive, negative music can almost ruin. So, nobody can say music doesn't mean anything. Music has the power to move and motivate. Now, I have to ask,... what are YOU listening to?

Are you....?

2008-04-06T16:45:00.002-05:00

One of my favorite things about people is authenticity.... when they are genuine. And I love being with those kind of people because they allow me to be genuine. I can be who I am. Not somebody or something that THEY want me to be. I'm not saying I intentionally put on a show for certain people. With genuine people, you are unihibited and free to act yourself. I LOVE THAT! And the sad thing is that there are too few of these authentic people around.

Lately, I have been getting to know one of these terrific people. I can't tell you how refreshing it is to get to know this person. Without knowing, this person encourages me to be real. Of course, I fail constantly.

What is one of your favorite qualities about people? Is that particular characteristic a part of you?

The Ring of Texas

2008-03-31T14:07:00.002-05:00

It seems only fitting that it's storming today. You see, today I found out that I will have to be moving in the next couple of months. I saw it coming however. It was almost too good to be true. Like I said before, we hired a new superintendent and him and his family will be moving into the house I live in now. The house is owned by the school so I guess they can rent it to whomever they please. I can't complain too much because, well, the new tennets will be my future boss. So, I respect the decision. Besides, I can't do anything about it anyway.

So, I am now searching.... again. I have a place or two in mind. I just have to make a couple of calls and do some gandering.

The bad news is that I can't take advantage of just walking home to get something. I now am forced to be prepared and bring stuff in advance. Maybe this is God's way of making me be better organized... or organized period. I am lacking in that department.

In other news, my NCAA bracket is, like every other year, almost gone to crap. I still have my champion in the Final Four (UCLA). I also picked Kansas to play in the championship game. I depended on Texas to get there and they didn't. Look at what happens when I depend on Texas. They screw me over.

This was written on a stall door of a bathroom in Oklahoma:

Here I sit, buns-a-flexin',
About to give birth, to another Texan.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

What did the first 16 takes look like?

2008-03-28T14:02:00.004-05:00

For the last week or so, I've had "Here It Goes Again" by OK GO in my head. Fortunately, it's a terrific song to have stuck in your head. And I know most of the lyrics. More aggrivating is when you have a song stuck in your head where you know very few of the lyrics. Or when you barely know much of the song at all and your just humming and repeating a 3 second clip of the song. And what if it's a song you hate? That's the worst.

One of the best music videos "out there" is the video for "Here it goes again." In case you haven't seen it, here is your chance:

If you haven't seen this video, then you probably have been living in a cave for the past couple of years.... or Wyoming. I read where they got the finished form of the video on the 17th try. Makes me wonder how the previous ones looked.

Our school hired a new superintendent last night. I met the him and his wife yesterday afternoon. Everything I've heard about him is very positive. Which is terrific. Whenever this kind of thing happens, current teachers and staff worry about how much is going to change. Some things are more than likely going to change, and that's because no two people are the same. And I understand that. It's the thing about WHAT is going to change. But I have confidence that he is going to do a good job.

After today there is only 7 weeks left of school/work. And one of those weeks is only two days long. Sweet action. Oh, and I will more than likely find out about what I will be coaching during the next board meeting in April. So, it's a very uneasy time for me right now. A little nerve racking.

Well, that's all I want to put on here. Like I said, I have another blog dedicated to the personal gingus stuff. Bon voyage, potentially damaging personal stuff for the whole world to see.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Update for the gingus chronicles

2008-03-20T00:01:00.003-05:00

I've been thinking about this for a while, so I decided to make a separate blog for more personal affairs. I'll leave the not-so-personal items for The Gingus Chronicles. Blogspot has it to where you can make private entries. That's one of the reasons why I haven't made as many entries. Most of the stuff I wanted to write wasn't "The Gingus Chronicles" appropriate. So, now I'll be able to blog about it.

In the meantime, enjoy this:

My Pharynx vs. Kim Jong-il

2008-03-09T15:20:00.004-05:00

What an interesting week I've had. I guess it started last weekend where I went to Lawrence, Kansas to watch the Kansas Jayhawks take on the Kansas State Wildcats in college basketball. I was looking forward to the whole experience of meeting Bill Self (KU head coach), watching Michael Beasely play, as well as the whole college atmosphere of The Phog. Everything was going well until I woke up sick Saturday morning (game day). I thought it would be one of those one or two day things. Not so much. Along with a sore throat, I had a headache, muscle soreness, and fever. It put a bitter taste on the whole weekend, although I had a good time. The trouble then was if I felt well enough to go to work. Understand that I'm one of those people who NEVER missed school because I hated the feeling of being behind. The same goes for just about anything. If I miss an event, I hated it because I felt like I missed out on something... even if I knew I wasn't going to like it.

I pretty much decided that I would go to work regardless of how I felt. Well, if I sick enough to where my head was literally about to fall off, then I would make an exception. But how often does that happen? Actually, I don't want to know the answer to that...

So, basically, I went to work all week with what I thought was strep throat. I went through over the counter crap and lozenges like they were the only thing keeping me alive... which they very well may have. But I was miserable the whole time. And being the stubborn person I am, decided that I could just wait it out. But that never happened. It kept getting worse.

Friday night, I decided that I couldn't take the torture any more. Keep in mind this was the worst sore throat I've even had. And no normal sore throat should last a week straight, and for that matter, get worse over time. I was getting worried. I decided that the only place for me to go was the E.R. No, not the crappy tv show, the actual E.R. Sure it wasn't your everyday emergency. But at this time I ran out of options. The pain was too severe for my weak self. Every time I would swallow, I would have to induce some other kind of pain so I couldn't feel my throat so much. Most of the time I was punching myself in the head. If anyone else saw me, I'm sure they thought I was mental and would suggest me go to another hospital instead.

So I spent about 2 hours in the ER waiting my turn only to find out the doctor's diagnosis: "Yep, you have a sore throat."

I wanted to punch him in the face. Well, breathe on him, then punch him the face. Actually, they told me I have Pharyngitis, which is a fancy word for "sore throat". But I may have strep, but they won't know for sure until they get the test results back.

But I got meds yesterday morning, and they are already working. They made me feel much better even by Saturday afternoon. This was something I should have done days ago. I'm a guy. I'm stubborn. Go figure.

But you know what my main reasoning behind going to the hospital Friday night? I had a date the next night and I wasn't going to let ANYTHING get in my way. A date doesn't happen very often for me, and only a nuclear war was going to stop it.

National Singles Awareness Day

2008-02-14T00:07:00.000-06:00

Also known as Valentines Day. This is the one time of year where you are guaranteed to feel absolutely horrible about yourself because you do not have a significant other. It is the day where you sit around your house in your robe, watch The Notebook, eat a lot of chocolate and think about why no one's attracted to you.

Cheez-Its and a messy desk

2008-02-02T20:30:00.000-06:00

Wow... so this is how I spend my Saturday night....

Pride (In the name of me?)

2008-01-21T13:47:00.000-06:00

I remember a year or two ago when blogging was all the rage. Now, people are too busy watching youtube or texting on their iPhone. In my case, life got in the way.

Growing up is never easy. If you think it is, then you probably aren't "growing up" at all. When I first found out that I got the job I now have, I thought to myself, "Self, it is time to start growing up." I've been in the workforce for a year and a half and I've realized that I operate in two modes: work-me and normal-me.

Work-me is calm and somewhat professional. Sure, I like to lighten the mood in my class environment. But I don't let them do as they please. I can be demanding but I let them make their own choices. If they choose to not do an assignment, I will let them. But I always tell them that they have to live with the choices they make and accept the consequences.

Normal-me is almost completely different. I act immature most of the time. Doing as I please. I let others influence how I conduct my personal affairs. My demeanor changes. You could never guess that I was a teacher... that I was an example to a younger generation.

I think the problem is that when I started working, it was a fresh start in a new environment. It was a different story with different characters. I would occasionally put that book down and pick up the old one that I carried around for 20 some-odd years. Why is it so easy to change who you are with a new set of people and then go back to the same person you've always been?

I've been in a funk here of late. And I'm referring mostly to a spiritual funk. Call it laziness, call it what you will. It may be a lack of focus and priorities. Probably all of the above. I'm letting other things get in my way. Happiness isn't what we buy... thank goodness.

I haven't been giving it over. Trying to do things on my own. I need help, but never will I ask for it. As much as I hate pride in others, I sure do have plenty of my own.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

You mean, I didn't really win?

2007-12-27T21:45:00.000-06:00

As you get older, you supposedly get wiser.... Somebody forgot to tell me.

I go to sleep one night and I wake up sometime in the middle of the night in deep thirst. I go to the fridge to hopefully open a nice tall bottle of water to quench my thirst. I didn't have any bottles of water left, so I went to my backup plan: Fruit Punch Gatorade.

So, I stand there downing this refreshment. But, remember, I just woke up so I'm a little on the tired side. I didn't want to stand there the whole time drinking this red Gatorade. So, being the genius I am, decided to take it with me to my room. I tried to sit on the edge of the bed drinking but it still required to much energy for my liking. I thought to myself, "I'm old enough, I can lay down and still finish with no problem." You can probably assume what's going to happen next.... Next thing I know I am being woke up to the spine-chilling reality of what happened. There I was laying in a pool of my own refreshment. And to make matters worse, it was RED Gatorade.

Now I'm soaked and need to dry off. So, I had to get up and do the walk of shame to get a towel. It's the same walk of shame people have to endure whenever they spill something in front of their friends. Then they just stand there watching you clean up your mess. Even though nobody was there laughing at me, I somehow knew God was up there pointing and laughing.

When I told my friends about this (which was probably a mistake), they thought I was dreaming about winning the "big game" and dousing myself in a Gatorade bath like they do in football.

"I WON! I WON!"

Until next time, vaya con Dios. And don't drink and sleep kids.

2007: A Kent Odyssey

2007-12-15T17:10:00.000-06:00

It's a good time of year. It's only 10 days away until Christmas. It's only one full week of school until the break. Lost: Season 3 is out on DVD. Good times.

It's only customary to reflect on the year towards late December. So, let's give it a shot:

The year began with a rough start. Oklahoma University played in the Fiesta Bowl against Boise State. It was a terrific game, but didn't end up the way I would have preferred. OU is again going to the Fiesta Bowl to take on West Virginia. Maybe some revenge will take place.
I got to go to Falls Creek as a sponsor with H2oChurch.tv. I had a blast.
I started playing percussion Sunday mornings at my church.
Got to sing the chorus to "Breakfast" at a Newsboys concert in Ada. I also got to work the concert as security right near the stage. Thanks Purd.
Went to see MuteMath in concert... again. It was AWESOME.
I moved into a new house right next to work. Some may think that wouldn't be a good thing. But with gas costing as much as high definition TVs, I think it's a good thing.
I started my second year teaching and coaching. The second year is MUCH smoother than the first year. This year marks my first real entrance into high school athletics. I'm now high school assistant, junior varsity coach, and freshmen girls coach.
I received my first technical foul as a coach. I deserved it.
Not much progress in the search for her.
I will reserve a spot here for something that may occur in the next two weeks. Who knows?

Every year has its ups and downs. This year was no exception. But I still consider myself blessed beyond any measure despite anything that happens or doesn't happen.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Germ pwning

2007-11-11T18:29:00.000-06:00

The funk.... being sick... the yucks. No matter how you say it, it sucks. I don't know what I have but I want it to go away. I imagine it's just the common cold. I need the Chuck Norris version of medicine to roundhouse kick it in the face. I would pay to see that.... but not very much.

Well, basketball season is officially underway here. My junior high has won and lost a game. The girls high school team has won all three games thus far. The last one went to overtime in a very exciting game. I'm proud to be a part of both teams.

There has been nothing as far as relationships on or even near the horizon. It seems like I can't do anything to change that. So, I guess I just have to take it. I've been praying and hoping for a long time that I would meet her (if I havne't already). I need to be a little more patient, I suppose.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

U.S.A.D.D

2007-10-28T21:30:00.000-05:00

Usually this is the point in the post where I comment on how I haven't posted anything in a long time. Then I usually talk about how work is going. Then that's it. Just to be different, I'll try not to mention anything about that stuff... except for one thing... but I'll keep that until the end.

Last night I played in an alumni basketball game. This is my second one to attend. Then again, this is the second one they've ever had, so I guess I've been to all of them. Anyway, I played last night and afterwards was the first time in perhaps 7 years that I was in bed before midnight. I only played about 2 quarters and I felt like somebody was continually beating my chest with a sledgehammer. You never know how bad out-of-shape you are in until you... well... actually do something. On a brighter note, I scored 8 points (two 3's and a lay-up), and had a pretty lucky assist (a behind the back pass... it was like the hail mary of basketball). They divided us up into the classes that graduated on an even year and those who graduated on an odd year. Fortunately, the class that graduated 3 seniors on our state championship team was on my team. And we won by around 20 or so. It was fun, despite the horrible realization that I'm old and decrepid.

My first basketball games are this week. My junior high plays this Thursday and the high school plays this Friday. So, if you aren't doing anything and want to see my teams (hopefully) win, then come on out and watch some basketball. I know many of my friends who haven't seen a certain coach yet, so that certain coach is still waiting for such friends to attend..... hint hint...

I have been moved in to my house for a week now. It's a lot different but I like it. The worst part is not having cable (or DirecTV, in my case). All I have is a lousy antenna that only (barely) gets the crappy stations (that's KTEN, for those who know what I'm talking about). But it's nice. I have a new couch and loveseat, which made broke me, but it's microfiber, so it's worth it. But not having to drive to work is even nicer that I expected. That's how I get sympathy from some people: I tell them that I have to walk to work.

Last thing... My cousin has a band called Stereothump. They just released their first album called U.S.A.D.D. They have a myspace page, so look them up, and for those in the Ada area, I don't know where you can find their album right now, but I know there are some copies at H2ochurch. It's really good,... and I'm not just saying that because I have a connection. Really... just listen to it...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

This is uncomfortable...

2007-10-12T22:13:00.001-05:00

My, how time flies.

Already, a fourth of the school year is over with. And really, the quick part of the year hasn't even started yet. When November rolls around, I'll be a hectic mess of chaos. Not only will I still be imparting math-like wisdom to my students, but I'll also be coaching it up in basketball. Our first game is November 1st. But, considering I not only coach junior high, but also the j.v. squad, the freshmen, on top of being the assistant for the high school, I will have something going on every night for several weeks. Hopefully I'll have enough time to take a shower or ... I don't know,... eat?

I bought a new grill for my truck. Let me tell ya... it's bad .... (you know, one of those ''good" kind of "bad"). And that makes me wonder.... when some say bad is good... how come good never became bad? Consider this conversation:

Man: Whoa.... you look GOOD!
Woman: (blushes).... Thanks!
Man: Uh.... This is awkward,... I meant you look like crap.
Woman: .............................

Since when did "bad" become "good"?

Well, I now have a refridgerator in MY house. That sounds weird: My house. Anyway, since the school owns the house, they decided to get a refridgerator to put in there. Which is terrific because I was planning on buying my own. I can now use that money on buying those sweet nunchucks I had my eye on.

Until next time, vaya con Dios. And Go Sooners!

Let's Do This... I'm a cashew

2007-10-06T23:14:00.000-05:00

There are good days and bad days. This is a good day.

OU beat Texas. Oklahoma State lost. US-freakin-C lost. And what would have made this an even better day is if LSU would have lost.

And speaking of OU/Texas, what a game that was. It was arguably the most competitive OU/Texas game since Stoops took the reigns as head coach. Obviously, I'm happy with the OUtcome, so that makes it even sweeter.

Once again, I realize that I haven't updated in a long time, so just enjoy it, okay?

I am in the process of moving into a house right next to where I work. So, not only do I not have to drive to work, I can go home and eat lunch instead of the wonderful array of soy-based "food" products. The only thing from keeping me from moving everything in in the next couple of days is the fact there is a few things being repaired in the house. I can't wait until everything is finally done and moved.

And what would a post on here be without me mentioning work? I'm glad you asked! Since after-school practices have started, I have been more tired than normal (makes sense, right?). We have been going for as long as 6 o'clock in the p.m. It's a long day for me. But, you know what? I enjoy it. And our first game will be here before I know it (November 1st for my junior high). I'm excited to see how we will do this season. I think we can be as good as we want to be. They probably don't realize how good they are or could be. I hope they take full advantage of their talents.

My junior high girls will be a fun group to watch this year. Already I'm excited to see how they will do as well. It will be fun.

Teaching math is going easier this year compared to last. Mainly because I have a year of experience under my belt (even though I don't wear belts). It may have a little bit to do with the OU flag I put in my room as well.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Permanent Vacation or Just a thunderstorm?

2007-09-15T00:25:00.000-05:00

I like honest people... but not too honest.

I was listening to U2's "I still haven't found what I'm looking for" a lot recently. Maybe due to the fact that we played a version of it in church recently. But I was thinking about the song and the title. We spend most of our lives searching for what makes us happy and fulfilled. There's nothing wrong with that. But we always find things that we THINK meets those needs. It becomes an endless search when we don't even know we are looking.

Imagine a man dying of thirst traveling through the desert. He's tasted water before but he has almost forgotten what it tastes like. He's lost.... doesn't know the way. He's searching for life but doesn't have the slightest idea where to look. But, wait... it begins to rain. Terrific news right? It's what he was wanting all along... water.... But is it? It's kind of like water, but it isn't good for him to drink. But, what is the harm? He's dying of thirst! Just a little won't hurt, will it? Surely it can sustain him for just a little bit longer until his journey is over...... right? So,.... do you drink the water or keep searching? How can you turn down something you've been looking for so long?

Where's my oasis? My permanent vacation?

Don't Fear the Water

2007-09-12T20:10:00.000-05:00

Wow... over two weeks without a post. Before I got a job I was posting every day. If I didn't post back then, I felt like I was slacking off. So, what do I call this?

My bad... especially to you, Amy. Hope the baby is doing great.

Anywho.... I suppose I should update on the hapnin's.... (which means, "happenings").

The first day of "real" basketball practice begins next Monday. I am so much more prepared compared to this time last year. I was scared to death. I didn't know what I was doing. Well, I may still not know what I'm doing, but at least I kind of know what to expect. So, that gives me a little comfort.

I had to drive a bus route for the first two times in my life. It was kind of scary at first. But you kind of get used to driving a behemoth of a vehicle... until you have to back up on a dirt road... which I had to do several times. It's not fun. Especially when there are 60 screaming meme's to deal with.

I have been ready to move in to this house for a while but there have been a few hiccups along the way. I'm not sure exactly what that means, but all I know is I can't wait. Don't get me wrong, I like the part about not paying rent right now with my living arrangements, but I have a need for my own place. Plus, it will be cool to not have to drive to work.

OU football is in full swing. And boy are they looking good. I never expected OU to pour on 51 points on Miami. They have already moved up 5 spots to #3 in the national polls. I'm excited about this year.

And I just want to say that I love my church (H2ochurch.tv). I actually LOVE going to church. It can be the middle of the week and I think to myself, "Man,... I can't wait until church this Sunday." It's rare for that to happen anymore. So, if you are in the Ada, OK, area, check us out. Or, if you are near a Lifechurch.tv, check them out, too. We are affiliated with Lifechurch.tv.

If you want to see some videos from H2o, then check out our Youtube section.

I'll try to update more often. Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Back To The Future

2007-08-25T16:57:00.000-05:00

Isn't it a wonder the difference a year makes? A day? A minute?

These questions came to mind after looking at several pictures taken roughly 9 years ago. I may have been a freshman or sophomore in high school. I think about the "friends" I had then... My dreams..... My goals in life.

I would love to go back and observe myself during those times. I'm sure I would laugh at myself (which is weird because I would be laughing at the other me... and not myself). I'm sure I would wonder why I did several dumb things. But now I wonder if I would tell the other me to change anything. Or warn myself about certain things. Am I a better person now because of the past? Or would I be better off being warned of the then-future?

Looking at those pictures also made me think how little us as humans know. At the time I was dating someone that I thought I would end up marrying. Yes, I know, I was only a sophomore in high school. But most of us are naive at that age. But at any age we think we have things figured out. It doesn't matter if you are 15 or 50.

This happens in relationships quite often. You are dating someone and you think you have found the one after a month or two. Sometimes that feeling is so strong. We never doubt it. But what usually happens? We get comfortable in the relationship or possibly change who we are because we don't want to lose that person. Eventually the "love" fades and we are left alone. All of the friends we turned our back on are gone because we ignored them. We go from having the world figured out to having our world turned inside-out. All of that can happen in a split second.

A bit dark, I know.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

True Motivation

2007-08-08T17:50:00.000-05:00

How not to be invited back to a house in Dallas

2007-08-04T01:52:00.000-05:00

My summer is all but gone. My vacation is no more. Next Monday is the start of my second year of teaching. And I can't tell you how much more prepared I am compared to this time last year. But I'm really looking forward to it.

But my last hoo-ha was one that I'll remember for the rest of my life. This past week I spent time with one of my favorite persons of all time. We took what we call a roadie (meaning, road trip) to Dallas.

While we were there we saw some of our good friends who moved in that area recently. It was great to see them again. In fact, here is a picture of all of us at a restaurant:

Unfortunately, that was the only time during my stay that we could all get together. But we caught up on some old times and shared some new ones.

But, during that trip I really got to know one person much better as well as their family, who are awesome by the way. The room I stayed in had a big Texas Longhorns flag staring at me during my time there. So,... here's what me and my friend did:

As an Oklahoma University fan, it seemed only right to do this. It IS the true Longhorn symbol. We did this right before we left. We did tell the guy who owns the flag, but he did call after we left and expressed his heartfelt graditude for our redecorations.

We left on a Monday planning on enjoying a day at Six Flags. We still enjoyed ourself, but we did that without riding any coasters. You see, it rained pretty much the whole day. And when it rains, that means no rides. But I still enjoyed walking around with my peoples. It wasn't a total waste at all.

The rest of the week was spent hanging out with friends and family (although it wasn't MY family). I did learn two new games: 100 and chicken leg. But I got to meet some terrific people. My opinion of that part of Texas rose considerably.

There was a good quote to come from the trip:
Megan: There's a silver fire hydrant. I've never seen one of those before.
Me: Well, then you haven't lived, baby.

OK... perhaps you should have been there.

The real low point was leaving it all behind, with only memories to keep me happy. But, as they say, all good things must come to an end.

The things I'll remember most about the trip:

Late night talks.
Shaved ice.
Her grandparents.
U-Turns, as well as getting lost all the time.
Her cousin, aunt and uncle.
Her.
Zac and I laughing at Six Flags.
Frantically looking at maps.
Mathew practically worshipping me because of the NY Giants.
Queen... and more Queen.
Rain.
5 small glasses.
Sleeping in.
Many, many movies.
Bubble paper and the loud noises it makes.
Upside down hook'em.
The back.
Bryan, Whitney, and Ed.
WHAT?? WHAT?? OKAY!! Yeeeahhhh!
Don't tell her about my nervous habits.
And finally, her.

Okay, this list could be much longer, but that just shows how much fun I had. Many memories were made. I just hope everybody else had a good time like I had.

Can't wait until the next roadie.... maybe soon...

I am NOT a Christian

2007-07-27T20:58:00.000-05:00

Yes, you read the title correctly. I am not a christian.

The word "christian" means "Christ-like." It's easy for each of us to call ourselves christians. But who amoung us are Christ-like? None of us.

Instead, I will call myself a disciple. A follower of Christ.

Don't get me wrong. I strive to become more like Christ, but I will always fall short. But, as a disciple, I will always follow. I never know where I am going, but I don't care... I know WHO I'm following.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Relationships: The core of what my life should revolve.

2007-07-25T01:22:00.000-05:00

With me going to Falls Creek last week in addition to my laziness, I haven't updated in a while. So, to peak your curiosity, here's a quick rundown of what you'll be reading (or skipping):

Falls Creek was amazing. I have to admit that I was wanting to go for selfish reasons. One of the last thoughts in my mind were about the students who were going. How much fun can I have? I thought I would get a nice little vacation time out of it and then move on. But that didn't happen. What did happen was that God got my attention.

The speaker of that week was John Randall. He brought the message that challenged those who listened. He emphasized developing a RELATIONSHIP with Christ. No other "religion" teaches that. It's all about, and the difference is, relationships. Without a personal relationship with Christ, then life is pretty much meaningless.

I can't keep being a casual Christian. No more of this Sunday-Christian stuff. Who am I trying to impress? Other people can't save me. So why am I putting on a play in front of them? God can see right through us.

Relationships.

I got to meet the students that went and the experiences I had with them that week left me amazed at times. A friend and I had the junior high boys for small group discussion at night. I was a little nervous about our first meeting, but the nervousness quickly faded. I was worried that they would be silent and not give any kind of input into the discussions. Instead, we got questions like "Why does God allow suffering" and "If God knew we would sin, then why did He make us." Yeah! Some pretty serious questions, especially for junior high boys. I'm just glad I didn't get the Where-Do-Babies-Come-From question... but, in this world, I'm pretty sure they know all about that. In fact, they could probably fill me in on a couple of questions I have.

Relationships.

Not only were those experiences great, I also got to strengthen friendships already made. If life were like Myspace (and thank God that it's not), a couple of these people would move up on my Top Friends list. And actually, they are on my Top Friends list, but that's neither here nor there. I also got to make some new friends that I may not have had the chance to otherwise.

Relationships.

My God is bigger than the air I breathe.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

I'm not a geek... but almost

2007-07-12T18:38:00.000-05:00

Traveler is one of the best new shows on TV. I've already mentioned this in an earlier post, but I can't get enough of it. And oddly enough, it took the same time slot as my favorite show of all, Lost. But, a very under-rated show that I can't get enough of is Battlestar Galactica. Yes,... make fun all you want. But this isn't some geeky sci-fi show. It has an awesome story with very good graphics, for a TV show.

My church goes to Falls Creek next week. I have been looking forward to this for months. I have grown to love Falls Creek. I've been going there since 5th grade... either as a camper or a worker or a visitor. The last two years I only visited once or twice but this year is the first year I can go as a sponsor. I'm really looking forward to it.

Other than that... nothing.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

And I still haven't found what I'm looking for

2007-07-06T16:39:00.000-05:00

I haven't updated in a while, so this is my attempt to entertain you... if anybody is out there.

I always have to mention something related to my career, because that's really the only thing I have going for me. We had two weeks of summer league basketball that went pretty well. Half of the team were incoming freshmen. I wish more of the upper-classmen could have come. But it was a good experience for me. I hope it was a good experience for them as well.

There were many times I didn't know how to handle certain things. Nothing the high school runs was anything I had to do with. So, running another person's offense is a little strange, especially when that coach isn't there. It was a little different dealing with high schoolers rather than junior high. Whereas the junior high'ers are, in my opinion, more attentive, the high school'ers are more capable of running complex plays.

Maybe when I have my own high school team I can be more assertive. I will have my own way of doing things and the students will know me and what to expect. It's just different running a team that doesn't seem to be your own.

July 4 was somewhat uneventful. It was almost a depressing time for me. I know this will sound sappy, but I am eagerly anticipating the day when I can watch a fireworks show with my future wife. There is just something "magical" about spending time with a loved one during a July 4 fireworks show. Sounds stupid, I know.

I am also searching for an apartment, or possibly a house. I'm almost soured on getting a house because of the last house fiasco. I've been looking and it looks like if I want an apartment, I may have to wait a while. I'm not in a huge hurry to move out, but I feel like I really need a place of my own. It will suck moving away from work, but I believe that the trade-off will be worth it.

.................

How is it so difficult to find what everybody is looking for?

I feel like a movie that is ALWAYS being replayed on the same cable station.... eventually people get sick of it.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

It's Superman... No, really.

2007-06-30T21:18:00.000-05:00

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I still get chills when I watch this.

What do you mean by "playing the back 9"?

2007-06-24T22:38:00.000-05:00

I just had a few random thoughts....

I watched the news a minute ago and saw where they had a big gay pride parade/activity today. They interviewed a married heterosexual male asking his opinion of the events. He said that he was totally supportive of gay rights. He also said that he thought there needed to be more awareness of these kinds of things. Awareness of what? Doesn't everyone know that there are homosexuals out there? Yeah... you are gay? Well, thanks for telling us......

This weather we've been having is unbelievable. Oklahoma (along with most other places) either gets too much rain or not near enough. Wasn't it just last summer we were in a year+ long drought? Now we have floods almost everyday in this region... especially in north Texas where several people have died due to the floods.

Tomorrow I will start with my second week of coaching summer league basketball. This past week we went to Lindsay, OK, and played a total of 8 games in 3 days. It was a good experience. I just wish that more people could have come and played.... among a few other things. Next week we'll be in Ada, OK, to play a total of 9 games. It will be a long 3 days but it will be a good experience for me and the girls. I just hope they take advantage of it.

I started watching a new show on ABC called Traveler. It replaced my FAVORITE show, Lost. It's a cool combination of old and new elements. You feel like you're watching some classic suspense show like "The Fugitive", but the technology and the references to terrorism are very modern. The show starts with one event, and then moves both forward and backward chronologically through a cool combination of new events and flashbacks (sounds familiar, eh?). The acting is great and it's definitely suspense-filled.

Anyway, that was random... so I'll leave you with a video of a song that is very educational. Enjoy.

It's like a blitzkrieg spam attack

2007-06-21T01:01:00.000-05:00

Have you ever gone to, say, Myspace or Facebook and read something about someone you THOUGHT you knew and immediately wished you didn't read it?

Yeah... me too...

Even Gary England can't save us!

2007-06-17T16:49:00.000-05:00

Don't trust pirates

2007-06-13T15:02:00.000-05:00

At least the women are safe.

Until we meet again.... love you, Chelsea

2007-06-09T01:00:00.000-05:00

A couple of days ago the Vanoss family lost a dear person. A young lady by the name of Chelsea was killed in a car accident in southern Oklahoma. I didn't have her in class but I did get the priveledge of knowing her. I also had her sister for basketball this year, who was one of the people who made it such a fun year for me. Chelsea was so full of life and made everyone around her smile. She just graduated just a couple of weeks ago.

I remember my graduating class. I've already lost a few of my classmates. But it just reminds you that nobody is invincible. When we are young we think that nothing bad like that could ever happen to us.

It hasn't really hit me yet. I think that when I go to the funeral and seeing everybody, then I will realize what happened.

Chelsea was in charge of some of the equipment during our basketball games. But she was a master at it.... but in a way that you wouldn't think. The girls would always get off the bus first followed by the boys. After the girls got off the bus, she would hand out pieces of equipment to the boys, one item at a time. By the time the last boy got off the bus there was nothing left to carry. She perfected this. This was just one of the fond memories I have of her.

If you read this, or myself, just remember that each day is a gift from God. We aren't here by chance. We are here for a purpose. Take advantage of the day. You never know when you will take your last breathe. Did you treat everybody with love?

Until next time..... vaya con Dios.

iLife

2007-06-04T00:35:00.000-05:00

For the most part, I'm done with being sick. Good. It wasn't fun. I like the "being healthy" thing better. So, I'm gonna try and do that from now on.

Well... I'm officially a year older. I'm not going to say just how old I am. However, I'll let you do the math yourself (give me a break, I'm a math teacher... I can't just give you the answer). I was born on June 4, 1981.

Whenever someone has a birthday, some tend to reflect on their life's accomplishments up to the present. So, let's do that.... starting..... NOW:

Graduated with a Masters Degree in Education.
Have a really good job with a great atmosphere.
Learned the drums.

...... okay... this could get pretty long. The point is that I've done fairly well for myself. But I haven't done it by myself. There are numerous people that helped me along the way. My family is probably the biggest reason how I can say I've ever gotten anything good done. Being a high school teacher, I come into contact with a lot of young people. I can tell that way too many of them don't have a good home life, which is really sad. I can say that I'm one of the fortunate few that came from a good home life. Sure, no home life is perfect... because that would be boring.

However, at this point in my life, I thought a few things would have been different. I imagined that I would have been married and possibly a few little ones running around. Then again, when I was in high school I never would have seen myself as a teacher. Sometimes you buy an apple from Life and it hands you back a lemon. You don't always get what you expect.

Now... what does life have in store for me?

Da Funk is in the house

2007-05-27T23:15:00.001-05:00

I'm battling my bi-annual sickness.

For some reason I usually get sick only 2-3 times per year. I guess I have a pretty good immune system. I don't know what I have, but it could be a cold. All I know is that it sucks and I want to get better.

Seems strange... I survived ALL YEAR without getting sick at school, then the day after the last day of school, guess what happens? That's right, I get the funk.

I've had a sore throat, body aches, headaches, and fever. For the most part my sore throat is all but gone. The body aches goes in and out. The fever is still there.

Our basketball camp starts tomorrow evening, so I'm hoping that I'll feel a lot better by then.

Last night I did two "firsts". It's not a big deal, but I went to Remington Park (the horse races) and Toby Keith's I love this Bar and Grill. I probably would have had a lot better time if I weren't battling the funk.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Potluck of poo

2007-05-23T19:15:00.000-05:00

Last day of school (with students, that is) was yesterday. Today and tomorrow is mainly for getting our rooms ready for the summer. But, I didn't do any of that today? Why? Because I had the pleasure of attending a 5 hour meeting. But the thing was, it wasn't that bad. I didn't fall asleep at any time. But, tomorrow I have quite a bit to do. I need to finish my inventory list and do some basic clean-up.

The season 3 finale of Lost is tonight. I'm excited and anxious. I'm pretty sure a main character or two will die in the episode. I know that after the show I'll be sad because there won't be any new episodes for a few months. I guess this is kinda how I feel at the end of the college football season.

I'm looking forward to this summer. There are a few basketball camps that I'll be working. Also, I'll be helping out with a few things with my church, H2Ochurch.tv. They are going to Falls Creek in July, Kentucky in early July, river rafting and Six Flags as well. I'm finally going to a church that I'm excited about. Not just one aspect of it. I believe this is a great direction the church is going. And it's barely a year old!

No news doesn't necessarily mean good news. In other words, nothing new in the department-o-love. So, nothing has changed.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Ohhh.... You got burrrrrned.

2007-05-18T20:08:00.000-05:00

So, two softball games and one and a half sunburns later, I am here.

On Wednesday, the faculty played the seniors in an end-of-the-year softball game. Let's just say it wasn't really that close. The faculty whooped up on 'em. In previous years, the school played basketball instead of softball. The teachers are getting older in years, so, basketball was becoming a less likely sport to play, so softball was a nice alternative.

But, for some reason, I thought I was immune to the effects of the sun. I didn't wear a hat or sunscreen. Let's just say, I looked like an apple... with hair.

The next day, we played the 8th graders in a game of softball. Yes, two days straight of softball. It wasn't originallly planned that way, just happened to fall in place. However, I got smart and wore a hat and sunscreen. Good decision... But I'm still paying for the first sunburn. It hurts... and yes, my students made fun of me for the rest of the week.

Here's some examples of such conversations:
Student 1: "Wow... look at your face."
Me: "What? My face? What happened? (I look at my reflection) AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

Student 2: "Hey, you got a little red."
Me: "Oh, that... yeah,... Whenever people say something stupid, my face turns red. I was born with this condition."

Student 3: "What happened to your face?"
Me: "Got into another bitch-slap fight with a baboon."

And now one that I actually said:
Student 4: "Wow... your face is a little red."
Me: "Well, that's probably due to the sunburn."

Anyways, today was the last day of normal classes. THANK GOD. As I look back to my first couple of weeks, I never thought I could come this far. *Sigh....* I was such a child....

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Chapter Infinite

2007-05-16T22:19:00.000-05:00

I had patience... more than enough.

I'm at a loss for words, really.... Here I am waiting.... then this. I'm pretty sure it's not me.

And so another chapter in my life closes. A really short and strange chapter. So, what will the next chapter begin with? How will it end? Who will help me write it? I hate not knowing, but that is what makes it fun, right?

I still had hope... So, what's your alibi?

Two Turntables and a graduation

2007-05-11T21:09:00.000-05:00

Tomorrow I'm graduating .... again... but this time with my Masters.

You would think that graduating would be a big deal. But, for some reason, it doesn't have that much significance to me. Being finally done with school, however, is. The ceremony is the thing I really don't have a lot of positive attitude for. I'm already done with school, plus I've already been through a college graduation just a short time ago. Plus, an aspect I'm probably forgetting, is that I have a job... a good job as I graduate.

I remember feeling the pressure to make something of myself. I remember walking the stage thinking that I had accomplished nothing because I didn't know what I was going to do with my degree. I wasn't sure that I wanted to enter the education field. Most of that was just fear to venture into an unknown part of life.

In high school I was voted "Most likely to succeed." I felt like a lot of expectations were put on me. To a certain extent, I still feel those same pressures. However, when I was doubting what I wanted to do with my life, I felt like I was letting all those people down. I didn't want to have "just another job". I wanted to do something with my life.

Fear isn't necessarily a bad thing. Letting it indwell you is. I was dangerously close to the latter.

Anyways, I'm graduating and I'm glad that's this very long journey of education is over. Well, education that I have to pay tuition for, that is. High five (in Borat's voice).

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

15 Minutes? More like 15 Seconds

2007-04-27T22:50:00.001-05:00

And now to tell you about my adventure with the Newsboys and friends.

The concert was on Wednesday, April 21st. The day before was spent solely on building the stage and trusses. That took a tremendous amount of work. I'm not sure on the exact number, but I believe there were around 40+ people helping. That's not counting the ones who are driving the trucks and the normal stage builders not from around Ada. We finally finished late that night after a good 8-10 hours of work just building the stage and other items.

On Saturday, the day of the concert, was spent doing everything else. That meant unloading all of the concert gear, including sound, light, and much more equipment. That began at 8 a.m. I planned on being there, but getting up in the a.m. is not my cup o' tea. I got there roughly around 11 a.m. By this time a considerable amount has been done. I was amazed.

I was appointed to a security position near center stage. Sweet action. I probably had the best vantage point in the whole place.

The concert went off without a hitch. The first two bands were good (Kutless and Stellar Kart)... loud but good. Then, the moment I waited for, the Newsboys made their appearance. They were amazing. They did their ever famous dueling drum solo. BUT, the best part in my opinion was when I GOT TO SING WITH THE NEWSBOYS. Yes, you heard me correctly. I got to sing part of a song during the concert.

They started to sing one of their hit songs, "Breakfast", when the lead singer proceeded on the catwalk. He walked right near me but my back was to him because I had to watch the crowd... you know, doing my duty. But I was singing along all the while. By the time the chorus came along, the lead singer (Peter Furler) noticed I was singing with the song. So, he put the microphone in front of my face! So, I just sang as loud and as well as I could. When "my" part was over, Mr. Furler looked at me and asked me if I would be willing to shave my head. (You see, he has a shaved head, implying that I would be just like him). He then did one of those "cool" new handshakes-but-they-aren't-really-a-tradtional-handshake-handshake. It was one of those closed-fist pounds. Anyway, it was a highlight of my concert-going life.

Aftwards, we broke down the entire set. The concert ended at 10 p.m and we were through breaking down at around 3 a.m. During the breaking down part, one worker pretty much got his finger cut off while disassembling the drums. He got it sewed back on later. However, I haven't heard anything more about him.

Again, enough words... let the picture finish the story...

Ishmael?

2007-04-25T17:17:00.000-05:00

Call me Kent. This is my tale of two concerts. Well... one for now...

The Mute Math concert was simply amazing. Three of my friends and I made the journey to Norman, Oklahoma. We planned on getting there early because it was general admission seats. So, we ate at a Hideaway Pizza (excellent) and then walked over to the University of Oklahoma campus to Meachum auditorium.

We were the 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th people there, respectively. We got there roughly a couple of hours before the doors opened. So, the doors open and we get front row. Good, right? Not exactly. Some people decided that first come, first serve wasn't applicable in today's society. Those sitting behind rushed in front of us and continued to stand there. Great.

But I didn't let that take away from the concert experience. The Cinematics opened and Mute Math followed. The Cinematics are good entertainers. Enough for me to buy there cd after the concert. I also got to meet them and get their autograph. Nice guys.

Mute Math are also great entertainers. Their music is made to be played live. They know how to communicate to their audience. And they did. Drum solos, lights, great songs, and me made for a great concert experience.

I went to their merchandise booth afterwards and purchased a base-drum head that featured artwork from the drummer. It was also signed by the entire band.

Enough words.... here's some pictures:
Until next concert, vaya con Dios.

An Update on why I haven't updated

2007-04-22T21:24:00.000-05:00

I have pictures of two concerts on my camera. I just haven't put them on the good ol' Dell quite yet. When I do, I will provide you with a plethora of information on:

My trip to Norman on April 14 to the the Mute Math/ The Cinematics concert.
Yesterdays Newsboys concert.

Just as a little teaser, here's what happened during the Newsboys concert....

Peter Furler questions my hair style.
I test out my American Idol status.
Moving stuff sucks.

Want to know more? Check back later... whenever I'm not lazy.

Until next time vaya con Dios.

Troo Luv

2007-04-15T18:27:00.000-05:00

I wish people these days would have a clear understanding of what a true relationship should be. It isn't about hooking up.... or "friends with benefits."

These are people's lives that are being destroyed. This is the name of "love" being destroyed. It now has little or no meaning to too many people. Where did we go wrong?

Most guys give others a bad name because they don't respect women. They are beautiful creatures made by God. They aren't just objects to look at and have sex with. They are people who deserve our utmost respect... even if they may not deserve it.

Have I always treated women like queens? No,... I admit that. But, I believe they should be.

So, be careful what your intentions are when you are taking a young lady out. Treat them well and God will honor you for it.

I am SICK of seeing ladies treated like garbage. Perhaps if we, as men, treated ladies with respect then maybe more of them would respect themselves a little more. Too many times I see girls with revealing clothes. I know girls want to look "nice" but, anymore, it's easy to go beyond that line.

A true gentlemen will not judge you by the clothes you wear. He cares how you carry yourself... how you present yourself.... and the person you are. Anybody else who doesn't see this isn't worth your time.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

"Start Your Day Off Right With..."

2007-04-11T20:14:00.000-05:00

I just had to laugh my school's lunch menu.

Instead of putting "mashed potatoes" like everybody else does on the menu, they put it as "whipped potatoes". But it made me think that was a more correct way to say what it actually is. Our school, I'm sure, doesn't take real potatoes and then mashes them for our lunch. I'm fairly sure it's the "instant" crap that you just add water to some kind of powder or God knows what. That's why I think they should actually call it what it actually is: Hydrated Potato Flakes. Sounds delicious, right?

What else can we be politically correct about? Calling our school's hamburgers, " soybean patties on a bun." Or how about calling Computer I, "50 minutes on how to find porn." What about high school athletics? Let's just call it, "I have nothing else better to do."

Sad, but true.

Until next lunch, vaya con Dios.

I pictured

2007-04-07T21:15:00.000-05:00

I see our fate, I see our past
And all the things that could not last
It’s heavy on these eyes, frozen as I hold this photograph
It’s all we’re left that’s of any worth
And it’s so much more than a thousand words
Now in this frame is our only way we can endure

I pictured you and me always
And in this photograph we’re safe

All I hear in my head
Are all the words I wish I’d said
Sentimental thoughts are overwhelming me again
As I stare through a lens of tears
At what remains of those fallen years
Now in this frame memories are held to persevere

I pictured you and me always
And in this photograph we’ll stay
I pictured you and me always
And in this photograph we’re safe

Coping with this loss has broken me
And I’m just hoping things are all as they should be
I pictured you and me, you and me
I pictured
Oh, I pictured

I pictured you and me always
And in this photograph we’ll stay
I pictured you and me always
And in this photograph we’re safe

We're safe
We're safe

..... You are missed... very much.

What is tomorrow's date?

2007-04-05T21:28:00.000-05:00

Not only is it Good Friday tomorrow, but it's also a good Friday.

Tomorrow is no school. It's our only Friday without school for the rest of the year. Whereas most schools in this area had to extend their school year, my school built in enough snow days at the beginning of the year to cover us for special situations. As you know if you have been in Oklahoma over winter, we had a big ice/snow storm that knocked us out of commission for a week. But, luckily, we had one day left and tomorrow it is being used.

So, what am I doing to spend this "extra" day? Well,... getting my oil changed. But, after that... I have, uh... something interesting happening. I don't want to go into details just yet. I'll see how it goes. But I'm also at a dilema. I have mixed emotions about this endeavor.

I have two concerts that I will be attending: MuteMath on April 14 and Newsboys on April 21 in Ada, Oklahoma. There will no doubt be pictures of these events. I already went to a MuteMath concert, as documented on this blog post.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

7 weeks and counting, then what?

2007-03-31T18:27:00.000-05:00

Only 7 weeks of school left. I'm now on cruise control. It's about over.

I can't believe I'm am about to complete my first year of teaching. Just to think where I started and where I am now. I was so scared to death about what I had to do at the beginning of the year. Now, I just consider it a challenge and embrace it. Yes, sometimes it's a struggle to keep doing basically the same thing every day, but each day brings forth new challenges. That's what keeps me going. Never will two days be exactly the same. That's how I look at it.

Basketball season went by so quickly and now I can't wait until next season starts. But I'll have a whole new set of challenges to work with. Next year, if all goes according to plan, I'll be Freshman coach and High School assistant coach, as well as being the junior high coach. I'll enjoy being the freshman coach because I had them the previous year in 8th grade. They were/are a wonderful group of young ladies and I enjoy being a part of their lives. Of course, there are always ups and downs, but I consider it a joy to be there coach.

So, here's to next year.... and hopefully I can survive what little time I have left in the school year.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Day 2 in pictures

2007-03-19T18:10:00.000-05:00

Waking up...

Learning how to ski...

On the lifts...

Day 2: The Legend of the Fall

2007-03-19T17:41:00.000-05:00

Today was the first day on the slopes. For me, it was "Learning How to Ski" day.

We woke up at 7 a.m. Which I was thrilled about, by the way. I mean, this is my mini-vacation... why am I getting up earlier than I did going to work? Anyway, the wake-up was thrilling because I didn't get much sleep last night. Not only that, my cell phone, which also serves as an alarm clock woke me up an hour ahead of time. Not cool. My cell phone automatically updates with the time... as long as it has service. I did not have service since entering the mountains. But, for some reason, the phone didn't keep accurate time... and it didn't account for the time zone change. So, instead of, say 5 p.m., it read 11 a.m. I manually configured the time, which was the same as the clock in the room that I'm staying. But my phone decided to wake me up an hour early.

The skiing was fun... as long as I was still on two legs. As soon as we got our gear rented, we head out to the slopes. This was about 9 a.m. The first thing to do was learn how to ski. So, we went to school. Our instructor was our Ski-Daddy. Let me tell you... it was a lot more difficult than it looks. And the boots you have to wear make you feel like your special when you walk on them.

So, not ten minutes in to the lesson I committed my first crash.... INTO THE INSTRUCTOR. Not a good first impression. But we took it slow and steady.

Stopping was my main concern... as it should be. But later, turning was my biggest obstacle to overcome. Every time I tried to turn, I face planted into the powder. But I got better.

I fell several times, and I only have a little cut on my finger to show for it. Oh, and I cramped up pretty bad on my left hip, which made me fall once or twice.

By the end of the skiing day, I was absolutely worn out. My feet hurt like a mother (which is not good) and I was tired. It will wear you out if you aren't in shape, like me. But I had a good time and I'm looking forward to crashing...eh... I mean skiing tomorrow.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Day 1: The Journey

2007-03-19T00:48:00.000-05:00

Day 1 of the Ski Trip was filled with an early morning and crap-load of driving. So, I'll share with you a few of the pictures I captured. Enjoy...

This is the condo we are staying at... well, this one in particular isn't it, but it's just like it.

Let's just say that Purd and I had to take care of some business after eating Chinese food. I felt sorry for the Safeway food products. They never stood a chance.

We had a little detour in Kansas. There was a couple of rocks that hit the windshield that caused a crack that kept inching its way further and further towards the other end of the windshield. We tried a technique that utilizes a razor blade and cutting into the windshield. It didn't work.

More pictures coming soon.

Sin City or I know I'm not perfect

2007-03-13T18:35:00.000-05:00

I've never understood people. They are the worst...

College, to some people, is a time for continued education. For others it is a time to meet a wide variety of new people. Some mix the two very well to make a great college experience.

Others, though, seem to think college is nothing more than an anonymous sex party with an all-you-can-drink beer buffet. What they don't know (or maybe they do) that there are consequences for our actions.

I can go 2 miles and hour over the speed limit and not get caught, sure. But that will encourage me to do it again... and again... until I get caught enough times to make me stop doing so. Do I speed? Yes. And I will pay for it. But I am working on trying to obey the laws of the land. If I make it a habit of following the rules, then my life will be a smoother ride.

But where is the excitement?

Some say being a Christian means turning away from the "fun" life. Well, they may not say it but that is what some think christianity is all about. Leading a dull life.

Where is the joy in drinking (to get drunk)? I have never understood why people engage in this type of activity. To have fun? It's fun to puke your guts out a few hours after consumption? I've never liked puking, but that's me...

Where is the joy in living in sin? How far does that get you in life? It may be fun at first, but how do you really, truly feel afterwards?

Even though I don't act it, but my life is filled with joy. I am blessed beyond anything I can ask for. I take for granted, everyday, what God has given me. It shouldn't be like that. I don't thank God near enough. I need to change that, now.

Now, am I saying that nobody should have fun? No. There are infinite ways to have fun without sin complicating things. So, why choose sin?

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. - Romans 15:13

Good Water

2007-03-10T22:05:00.000-06:00

Here we go again.... another Saturday night.

Where some people are out with their significant other, here I am watching the Big 12 Women's Championship game. This is how I spend my weekends. At least the Oklahoma Sooners won the championship.

There's only four more school days left until Spring Break. Woohoo! Then it will be off to Colorado to go skiing. I have never been skiing before. So, this will be a whole new experience for me. I'm sure there will be bumps, bruises, and broken spirits. But I'm looking forward to it. I'm going with a group from H20 Church. H20 Church is awesome. They do things quite a bit different that a "normal" church. The message is delivered in an unusual way. For the first time ever, I am excited about going to church on Sundays and actually listening to the message. Not only the message, but the music is very contemporary. Good music, good message, good people,... good times.

Remember the show Alf? I watched the first season on DVD and it took me back... it also made me feel kinda old.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Your picture

2007-03-04T17:01:00.000-06:00

It's funny how the smallest things remind you of everything.

I'm supposed to be strong, upbeat, and nonchalant. But I am a person... just like everybody else.

It's starting to take a toll. The smile is fading and cracking...

Hook and Shatter

2007-03-04T16:32:00.000-06:00

I hear talk that they are preparing to make a movie based on the Boise State football team. As many of you know, Boise State defeated the Oklahoma Sooners in the 2007 Fiesta Bowl in what was one of the greatest football games ever played.

If they make this movie, do you think it will sell well in Oklahoma? Although, I know a few people who associate with a few schools that will camp outside of the movie theatre the night before it releases. That's right, OSU and Texas fans, I'm talking about you.

It's a great story... sure. But what about the story of one Paul Thompson? Growing up in Texas, dreaming of being a quarterback and wanting to go to Texas. Texas didn't want him as a quarterback, but as a wide receiver. Thompson refused, his dream of being a big division 1 quarterback stuck in his mind. Here comes Oklahoma U. His dream comes true. But first he must wait his turn, following a Heisman trophy winner for a few years. Then comes his turn. A shaky start puts him on the bench in favor a highly touted freshman out of Texas. He moves to being a wide receiver. Some say he could make it to the pro's as a receiver. So he plays the year at a new position. Then a new year starts. The returning starter at quarterback gets kicked off the team a month before the first game. Everybody panic, right? Wrong. Coach goes to the only guy that can possibly save them: Paul Thompson. He's the only guy with any experience at quarterback. He accepts despite the fact that he could have made it in the pro's at a different position. The season is was filled with huge setbacks that could have ended the season. But, being the leader he is, steps up and takes control of the team and leads them into what seemed like the impossible.

Good story, right?

Is that all? No...

Jared Zabransky will be on the cover of NCAA '08 Football video game. Who, you may ask, is Jared Zabransky? He is/was the quarterback of Boise State's football team. Did they choose the Heisman trophy winner? No. Did they choose arguably one of the greatest running backs to ever play at OU? No. Did they choose anybody from the team that won the national champhionship? No.

I am a huge fan of this series of video games. How fun is it going to be for me to pick up this game and play it when it comes out?

Boise State euphoria is still in effect.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

I have snap and krackle, but no pop.

2007-02-27T12:39:00.000-06:00

It has now been just over a year since I last had a soda. The last carbonated beverage I had was on February 22 of last year. I never thought I would make it this long, but here I am... soda free. I mentioned this very thing in this post back on February 26, 2006.

Now, I need something else to give up. I made a positive healthy decision last time and now I want to make another one. Any suggestions?

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Losing my 20/20 hindsight

2007-02-23T22:41:00.000-06:00

A small dream of mine might be fulfilled fairly soon. More to come...

Basketball season at my school is officially over. Today, we lost in regional's. But the good news is that I saved a lot of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico. Just kidding, but we did stay at a Holiday Inn... again, kidding. Yeah, that's getting old. I know. The small consolation to losing is that we got to go eat at a pretty good place. Some guy Jake and something about his rib....

It was sad to see them lose. I was especially sad for the seniors on the team. It was their last game of their career. It made me think about the last game I ever played. Of all places, it was at Regional's at our rival's gym. We had a good lead in the second half of the game only to lose. It was as the buzzer was sounding that I first realized that I'll never play competitive basketball again. I cried even before I made it to the locker room. Sometimes you never realize what you have until it's taken away from you. I didn't appreciate what I was involved with until the time was up.

You live your life and sometimes there will be regrets and mistakes. I look back and think about how I never took advantage of the time I had. Many times I was never aggressive enough and never took a strong leadership position on the team. I look back and think to myself, "What might have been?" I never want to say that again.

Take advantage of life. Put yourself in a position where you'll never have to ask yourself, "What might have been?"

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

And the greatest of these is...

2007-02-16T12:44:00.000-06:00

As I reflect upon this past week, I realized that I had a pretty good "Valentine's Day", or National Singles Awareness Day. Usually I dwell on what I didn't have, instead on what I actually have. I have dozens of friends who care about me. I have a good job where the working environment is terrific. I have a family that loves me. These are all things that I take for granted every day.

So, if Valentine's Day is about love, then I've missed the point for a long time. I am blessed to have the life I have. No, I don't have the best of everything, but that doesn't matter. I have everything I need: Love. Material things are nice, sometimes, but only for a moment.

Thank you to all my friends who love me despite all of my many flaws. Forgive me for all the times that I've let you down. Even though I don't say it, I love you guys (and girls).

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Ray Ray the DJ

2007-02-11T20:22:00.000-06:00

Seek me for all things my child
It dosent matter if it is a big or little pile
I will be here as you pray
Don't let satan drive your hopes away
Come to me run to my lap
dont put your head down dont look back
Just take ahold get ready to ride in this life
For one day soon you will have your princess,your wife
So as i call listen to me my anointed one
For you are special to me but you must not worry for i am preparing her for you my son
So sit back kick your feet up and do not worry
I am sending her when the time is right dont be in a hurry
the more you wait believe and prepare
it will seem quicker for your companion to be right there
so trust in me this day
and you will not wonder if she is headed your way

given to me by an awesome friend

The end of the beginning

2007-02-11T18:24:00.000-06:00

The season is over and I couldn't be more proud of a group of girls. We finished 10-3 (read ten wins and three losses). It's sad not to have them anymore for the rest of the year, but then again, I can breathe again. Not to say that it was a headache or anything like that, because I enjoyed it. Every good thing must come to an end, and so it was our time.

God blessed me beyond anything that I deserved. He blessed me with a terrific group of young ladies. We had our ups and downs. Good times and bad.

We won a tournament and had a last second shot go in to win a game. We played "dirty basketball" and one girl threw her own basketball in the stands. Last Friday we had a party to celebrate the season. It was a bittersweet time.

So, here's to all of you. I'll never forget my very first basketball team. You spoiled me. The next groups have a lot to live up to. You'll always have a special place in my heart.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

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2007-02-10T23:03:00.000-06:00

Time heals all wounds, so I've heard.

I was at Chili's tonight, sitting comfortably with friends from church when she walked in. "She" was my first girlfriend I ever had. We dated for a year before things ended. That was roughly 8 years ago. Since that time I may have seen her 2 or 3 times. Tonight she walked in with her husband and child.

When she walked in all of those past feelings came rushing back. Old memories... the good and the bad. It also made me wonder what if. What if we ended up together? What would my life be like then?

It's strange to think about all of the question marks in our life. The 'what if's'.

I also wonder what my life would be like if my father was still alive. Where would I be? Would I be a better person? More question marks....

The Butterfly Effect. What if I would have done even the smallest thing different in my past, would that make a difference in my relationships?

Am I supposed to be single? Do I have a different purpose on this earth?

Someone told me that the reason some things don't happen just yet is because the preparation isn't complete. I think she was right...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Doctor, give me the news

2007-02-04T15:23:00.000-06:00

So, this is what I wrote last year on "Valentine's Day":

"The (enter choice adjective-expletive here) "holiday" most refer to as "Valentines Day" has creeped upon me yet again. I like to think of it as "National Singles Awareness Day". It's a conspiracy holiday created by the greeting card and candy industry. This is a day that honors couples, marriages, and love. Who needs it? All you people who are fortunate (or not) to have a significant other, I don't want to hear about how GREAT your Valentine's Day went. Not only am I single, I'm bitter. So hearing about somebody else's grand adventures isn't on my "want-to" list. Especially on Tuesday. I usually can't stand it any other day. So, give me until early March for me to be my usual bitter self. Deal?"

A month ago the thought of having a good "Valentine's Day" looked promising. Now, it's looking like I'll be having the same National Single's Awareness Day that I always have. I should be used to it by now...

A lot of you are thinking that I am overreacting, again. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm putting too much pressure on myself... putting too much importance on something like this. But you know, it doesn't exactly help my confidence. I'm always left thinking, "What's wrong with me?"

It's not easy for me to meet people. I am, by nature, a person who likes to keep to himself. I don't like new social situations. I am the person you have to know for a while to begin to like. You have to warm up to me. In other words, I'm not the person who catches your eye immediately. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but I'm always the friend, not the boyfriend.

Patience is a virtue, right? But I hate waiting on patience...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Fulfilling my destiny

2007-02-01T19:15:00.000-06:00

I am beginning to think that I am destined to be alone.

I can only get so far.

Self Portrait, from a distance

2007-01-27T20:41:00.000-06:00

Smile.

Freak

2007-01-25T21:52:00.000-06:00

Wow... January is almost over.

It's now been 11 months since my last soda. There has been many times where I would think about just having one. One wouldn't hurt, right? Wrong. I'm proud of being "sober" for this long. My goal is to never have one for as long as I live. I made this decision last February because I decided that I needed to make a healthy choice for once. The bad habit of drinking pop was something I felt like I needed to eliminate from my life.

3 games left. That's all I have left now on the schedule. One game isn't going to be rescheduled. I have one next Monday and the following two Thursdays. That's it. I added two new things on offense today. I'm not sure how effective it's going to be.

This has been a huge learning experience for me. I am now much more capable, in my opinion, to coach. Next year they are looking to make me the high school assistant, 9th grade coach and junior varsity coach. That as well as junior high coach and math. Sounds like a full schedule, but it's not that much more. It's something that I am looking forward to. I would like that much more than my current schedule.

I discovered that some of my students/basketball girls are discovering that I have a myspace account. Is it really that out of the ordinary? I know myspace gets a bad reputation for attracting weirdo's and freaks, but does that mean that it's weird that I have one too? I'm not a freak but I am occassionaly a weirdo... just not in a creepy way. It's the good weird... I promise.

I sometimes wonder if they think that I'm this "old" guy, incapable of understanding anything on their level. Which, I don't most of the time. I mean, this is junior high girls I'm talking about here. Who knows what goes on in their mind?

The best way to add insult to injury is by writing bad things on someone's cast.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

New business or Why I was late getting to Chili's

2007-01-21T00:31:00.000-06:00

I realized I haven't posted any pictures in a long time, so, here is my chance. Ada has a new department store. I thought about going in, but I didn't have any 1-dollar bills.

This is one of my favorite pictures from the winter season. This is of my back porch. I believe by this time in the picture taking process, I couldn't feel anything in the extremities.

Look closely... see anything? This is why people make fun of us in the south.

Ah... the good ole days.

This is the ever-famous Playstation 3. This has helped me waste numerous hours that I could have spent doing something useful. Oh well, it's awesome... and expensive.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Coldplay

2007-01-18T20:09:00.000-06:00

Sigh...

I sit at home still, bored. We haven't had school at all this week. It's nice in a way but the bad thing is that we have to make up all of these days. And with more winter weather coming in this weekend, we might end up having school through June. I bend the truth a little.... I hope.

So, what have I done to entertain myself this week? Well, thank God I have that Playstation 3 to keep me company. I also have cats to kick around (not really "kick"). I also have a wonderful thing called "da internet".

I just got on this myspaceIM thing which has helped me become more of a nerd. I like it better than yahoo messenger, though. But what else am I going to do due in the frozen tundra of southern Oklahoma? I guess I could run really fast and slide down a hill. But that would require getting dressed and going outside. Well, I guess clothes aren't technically necessary. You know, they should make a slip-n-slide for the winter months. Ice-n-slide. Yes.... then later it will be known as Ice-n-bleed.

The good thing about getting injured on ice is that when you need to put something on it to keep the swelling down, you already have all the ice you need. Problem solved. So, if you are going to fall and injure yourself, do it on the ice. It's only smart.

All of my basketball games for this week have been postponed. As long as I can remember, this is the longest period of time that school has been cancelled due to weather... or for anything for that matter. Classes last Friday were cut an hour and a half short and all of this week were cancelled. And there is a good chance that next Monday (or further) will be cancelled as well. Sigh........

It's now been two weeks since I last talked to you...

I know she's out there,... she's out there somewhere. I'll run... I'll crawl... I'll break down every wall.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.