I don't know exactly what God is trying to do right now. It seems like He is working almost every angle possible. One moment he is blessing me, and the next it seems like he is trying to make life difficult.
One of the things that makes me so unique from a lot of people is that I find pleasure in the little things. Today I was painting that shed that I mentioned before. I had noticed in the morning that the clouds hadn't left yet. The reason I hadn't painted yesterday was that it was raining. It was looking like the same would happen today. However, God was gracious enough to not only hold back the rain, he also got rid of the clouds so that it was sunny. I was thrilled to say the least.
Then I came home and was quickly reminded why it was that I shouldn't leave my family at home alone for very long. Our water heater busted.
I don't know about you, but I like hot water. I think that hot water is a great thing. Cold water is good too, but hot water is just as important.
Anyway, my dad is going to have to replace the water heater. That means I'm going to have some work to do for the next couple days, if not weeks. It may be a bit bothersome, but there are worse things that could happen. (Note: some people would knock on wood after saying such a thing. I, however, enjoy challenging the forces of karma and luck, because they don't exist. And even if they did, I'm to busy being distracted by the simple pleasures in life that I wouldn't notice too much if things were going wrong. Mua hahahaa. It is too easy, being me.)
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Future vs. Past
I was just at a potluck at my friends house. It was pretty cool. Food, friends, and I even got to play the card game that I invented when I went camping with the Mayers at the beginning of the summer. Ben and I played horse shoes. You know, that game where you throw the horse shoe and try to get it around the metal stake. We didn't start out so good. We would throw the shoes and they would hit the ground somewhere near the stake, but then they would keep on rolling way past the stake. It was great.
By the end of the day we had improved so much that I was able to get closest to the stake most of the time. Ben even managed to make four ringers. I was impressed.
On the other side of the time spectrum, seeing as it is more of a futuristic thing and horse shoes has been around for a long time, we saw a hover craft. One of the guys that was invited to the potluck brought a little more than a casserole. He was also towing a real, live, working hover craft. Apparently he deigned it himself. It was pretty cool. Like one of those things that you know exist somewhere, but you know you will never see one unless it's on a TV screen. Shows how much I know.
While I'm on the topic of futuristic things I think I'll mention what happened to me yesterday. I went to go do some work for a guy who calls me whenever he needs some odd job done. This time I was to paint his new shed. But first I had to have paints and brushes. So we went for a little drive down to the True value in town. This drive was made in his new hybrid car.
I had never been in a hybrid before in my life. I always thought they were a bit obsessive towards saving the planet, and potentially really expensive. I'll admit now that I was wrong. I was quite impressed by the technology involved and all the things that had been put into consideration. That thing could get 52 miles to the gallon. It only has a ten gallon tank, but that's enough to get you 520 miles. Now that's spiffy. The coolest feature, in my opinion, was that while driving whenever you put your foot on the break it takes the energy created by the friction of the breaks and puts that energy into the battery. I know, I'm a nerd. I liked physics, and I not only thought it was cool, I understood it.
It was kind of weird sitting in it though (the car, not physics class). The only thing on the dash board that I recognized was the stereo. Everything else was digital. The mileage, speed, climate control: all of it was on the electronic touch display. It looked futuristic.
Live long and prosper. Laters.
By the end of the day we had improved so much that I was able to get closest to the stake most of the time. Ben even managed to make four ringers. I was impressed.
On the other side of the time spectrum, seeing as it is more of a futuristic thing and horse shoes has been around for a long time, we saw a hover craft. One of the guys that was invited to the potluck brought a little more than a casserole. He was also towing a real, live, working hover craft. Apparently he deigned it himself. It was pretty cool. Like one of those things that you know exist somewhere, but you know you will never see one unless it's on a TV screen. Shows how much I know.
While I'm on the topic of futuristic things I think I'll mention what happened to me yesterday. I went to go do some work for a guy who calls me whenever he needs some odd job done. This time I was to paint his new shed. But first I had to have paints and brushes. So we went for a little drive down to the True value in town. This drive was made in his new hybrid car.
I had never been in a hybrid before in my life. I always thought they were a bit obsessive towards saving the planet, and potentially really expensive. I'll admit now that I was wrong. I was quite impressed by the technology involved and all the things that had been put into consideration. That thing could get 52 miles to the gallon. It only has a ten gallon tank, but that's enough to get you 520 miles. Now that's spiffy. The coolest feature, in my opinion, was that while driving whenever you put your foot on the break it takes the energy created by the friction of the breaks and puts that energy into the battery. I know, I'm a nerd. I liked physics, and I not only thought it was cool, I understood it.
It was kind of weird sitting in it though (the car, not physics class). The only thing on the dash board that I recognized was the stereo. Everything else was digital. The mileage, speed, climate control: all of it was on the electronic touch display. It looked futuristic.
Live long and prosper. Laters.
ZZzzzzzzzz...*Snort* Whaaa?!?
Ok, first of all I would like to clear up a little misconception. When I said that I didn't know what to write, what I meant was, "I could come up with something, but I'm getting a bit A.D.D. just sitting here and I need to take care of some things. Oh, and I need to give some kind of weird bulletin to distract you all from my name." To be perfectly honest I could probably, given the proper amount of time, come up with something. Come to think of it, I did come up with something. In fact I thought that what I wrote was pretty ingenious. I don't know what all your problem is. I didn't have bloggers block. I did blog, and that, as they say, is that. Ha!
Anyway, I have been slightly disturbed by my sleeping patterns as of late. So what if it has only been two nights now that this has happened? I don't care. For me that is enough to cause some concern.
The night before last I decided to go to bed really early, 9:30. It seemed like a good idea. I have been getting minimal amounts of sleep ever since I started school last year. And I was going to go do some work for a guy the next day and thought that a good nights sleep was in order. So I went to bed around half past 9. It took a long time just to start dozing off. And even that was continually interrupted by phone calls and people walking in the room.
Eventually I did fall asleep. It was at that time that I had the longest dream I have ever experienced. I have no idea at this time what it was, but I do remember that a lot happened in it. Well, I later woke up, at a very disappointing point in the dream of course. It was still dark so I looked over at my clock. It was only 11 something...PM. I was really disappointed. I was dreamed out for the night. And yet, I had to go back to sleep. My brother hadn't even gone to bed yet, so my music was still playing. That was the first weird sleep experience of the week.
The second was this morning. I didn't go to bed early last night, but for some reason I woke up at 5 this morning. That was no problem, I just went back to sleep. However, the weird part came when I woke 20 minutes later. I still thought it was no big deal. "I'll just roll over and go back to sleep." Trouble was, I was still tired, I would close my eyes and let my thoughts run around in my head, which usually leads to a dream state, but this time, no such state of dreaminess occurred. My thoughts just kept going: Things I was going to do this next week, how I was going to schedule it all, what conflicts had arisen, how my work would get done on time. So many thoughts, and all so fast. Not the kind of stuff I had been thinking about the day before. I just lay there for 20 minutes thinking and trying to sleep. I finally realized that sleep was not going to come to me. And so, at 5:40 AM I got up. I don't know what to think about it. I only got 20 minutes less sleep than I would have.
Well, that is possibly the longest post I have ever written. Laters.
Anyway, I have been slightly disturbed by my sleeping patterns as of late. So what if it has only been two nights now that this has happened? I don't care. For me that is enough to cause some concern.
The night before last I decided to go to bed really early, 9:30. It seemed like a good idea. I have been getting minimal amounts of sleep ever since I started school last year. And I was going to go do some work for a guy the next day and thought that a good nights sleep was in order. So I went to bed around half past 9. It took a long time just to start dozing off. And even that was continually interrupted by phone calls and people walking in the room.
Eventually I did fall asleep. It was at that time that I had the longest dream I have ever experienced. I have no idea at this time what it was, but I do remember that a lot happened in it. Well, I later woke up, at a very disappointing point in the dream of course. It was still dark so I looked over at my clock. It was only 11 something...PM. I was really disappointed. I was dreamed out for the night. And yet, I had to go back to sleep. My brother hadn't even gone to bed yet, so my music was still playing. That was the first weird sleep experience of the week.
The second was this morning. I didn't go to bed early last night, but for some reason I woke up at 5 this morning. That was no problem, I just went back to sleep. However, the weird part came when I woke 20 minutes later. I still thought it was no big deal. "I'll just roll over and go back to sleep." Trouble was, I was still tired, I would close my eyes and let my thoughts run around in my head, which usually leads to a dream state, but this time, no such state of dreaminess occurred. My thoughts just kept going: Things I was going to do this next week, how I was going to schedule it all, what conflicts had arisen, how my work would get done on time. So many thoughts, and all so fast. Not the kind of stuff I had been thinking about the day before. I just lay there for 20 minutes thinking and trying to sleep. I finally realized that sleep was not going to come to me. And so, at 5:40 AM I got up. I don't know what to think about it. I only got 20 minutes less sleep than I would have.
Well, that is possibly the longest post I have ever written. Laters.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Psych!
Hey guys! I don't know whether you know this or not, but my name is not really Kin. It's actually M--- We interrupt this very important piece of information with this slightly less urgent news. I don't know what to blog about. We'll fill you in on the details as more information comes our way. Thank you, and good night.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
*Sniff Sniff* Ahhhhh!
I suppose I could actually tell you all what I actually did on TCL. Not that I didn't learn how to knit, just that knitting wasn't what I was there for.
This last week was actually very eventful, aside from the knitting. It started off with digging in the sewage on Monday.
I was on facilities this week. Facilities just means that we do all the odd jobs around the camp. It just so happens that before that week end the sewage pipe broke, and last weeks facilities team had to dig the dirt out around the pipe. By the time Monday came around they were ready to fix the pipe, but all the "liquid" that had leaked out had to be bailed out of the hole. Let's just say that there was a certain aroma to the job. Good times.
Actually, I was probably the one person who didn't mind the smell so much. True, there are things that my nose is sensitive to, but I guess sewage just isn't one of them. It helped a lot that we were working out doors. The odors weren't too condensed and potent.
On Thursday all the TCL'ers went to Calamity Jane's. That was a tasty treat. That night I ended up leading worship for the campers at chapel. Then I had the honor of being sent to start a fire for the horse camp. I couldn't start a fire to save my life. Thank heavens they sent someone with me. So I supervised. It was a beautiful fire.
Friday one of the counselors had to leave, so I was the replacement. From the moment I finished with breakfast dishes at 10:00 'till free time at 3:30 I was counseling.
Saturday all of TCL and summer staff were cleaning the entire camp. I'm pretty sure I got one of the best jobs ever. I was on litter patrol. But that wasn't the good part. It was litter patrol on the trails up in the woods. I love walking in the woods. It's my element. Like I said, the best job ever.
That evening, for the banquet all the TCL guys wore ties. The reason for this, as Trevor put it, "'Cause we got class."
I think that's all for that week. Yeah, Laters.
This last week was actually very eventful, aside from the knitting. It started off with digging in the sewage on Monday.
I was on facilities this week. Facilities just means that we do all the odd jobs around the camp. It just so happens that before that week end the sewage pipe broke, and last weeks facilities team had to dig the dirt out around the pipe. By the time Monday came around they were ready to fix the pipe, but all the "liquid" that had leaked out had to be bailed out of the hole. Let's just say that there was a certain aroma to the job. Good times.
Actually, I was probably the one person who didn't mind the smell so much. True, there are things that my nose is sensitive to, but I guess sewage just isn't one of them. It helped a lot that we were working out doors. The odors weren't too condensed and potent.
On Thursday all the TCL'ers went to Calamity Jane's. That was a tasty treat. That night I ended up leading worship for the campers at chapel. Then I had the honor of being sent to start a fire for the horse camp. I couldn't start a fire to save my life. Thank heavens they sent someone with me. So I supervised. It was a beautiful fire.
Friday one of the counselors had to leave, so I was the replacement. From the moment I finished with breakfast dishes at 10:00 'till free time at 3:30 I was counseling.
Saturday all of TCL and summer staff were cleaning the entire camp. I'm pretty sure I got one of the best jobs ever. I was on litter patrol. But that wasn't the good part. It was litter patrol on the trails up in the woods. I love walking in the woods. It's my element. Like I said, the best job ever.
That evening, for the banquet all the TCL guys wore ties. The reason for this, as Trevor put it, "'Cause we got class."
I think that's all for that week. Yeah, Laters.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Psychotic Ranting
I don't really know how much I really want to blog right now, so I am going to hurry it along, say what I need to say, and move on.
I was walking along the other day talking with one of my friends when out of the tired brilliance of my thoughts came a magnificent realization. And it went something like this:
I have heard it said that imitation is the highest form of flattery. I guess that's why pleather makes real leather so much cooler.
Think about it. Pleather is "imitation" leather. I don't know about you, but I definitely prefer the real thing over that fake plastic stuff. Suffice it to say, pleather flatters leather through it's imitation. You wouldn't, because of pleather, think that leather was better if pleather were imitation mink fur. In that case you would think that the real mink would be better. All of this most definitely proves that imitation is a very high form of flattery.
That was the deep discovery I made the other day. Who knows what I'll figure out next. No doubt, it will be another discovery that will change the world. And by "another" I mean "the first". And by "change the world" I mean "will do absolutely nothing for our little planet or the people on it."
Laters.
I was walking along the other day talking with one of my friends when out of the tired brilliance of my thoughts came a magnificent realization. And it went something like this:
I have heard it said that imitation is the highest form of flattery. I guess that's why pleather makes real leather so much cooler.
Think about it. Pleather is "imitation" leather. I don't know about you, but I definitely prefer the real thing over that fake plastic stuff. Suffice it to say, pleather flatters leather through it's imitation. You wouldn't, because of pleather, think that leather was better if pleather were imitation mink fur. In that case you would think that the real mink would be better. All of this most definitely proves that imitation is a very high form of flattery.
That was the deep discovery I made the other day. Who knows what I'll figure out next. No doubt, it will be another discovery that will change the world. And by "another" I mean "the first". And by "change the world" I mean "will do absolutely nothing for our little planet or the people on it."
Laters.
Monday, August 22, 2005
Pit Stop #... Just Kidding
I'M BACK! MUA HAHAHAA!
Hey everyone, I should be posting a little more regularly now that I'm home for good.
Ok, get this. No. I'm not crazy, and don't laugh. This week...I...Learned...To knit. Now, I know what you're thinking:
#1) Why would he even want to try to learn to knit?
#2) Why would he admit it to the entire world, or even just the eight or so people that read his blog?
#3) Haha!
Hey! I told you not to laugh. Some of you may think that I'm a Little bit weird, or, shall I say, "fruity" for learning such a thing. However, let me assure you that, though I cannot divulge my diabolical plan at this time anyone who laughs at me will regret it in the future. I mean, it's so obvious I don't know why everyone hasn't learned to knit yet. I could practically rule the world now. Or at least a large island in the Bahamas or somewhere cool like that. I might fill you in on my great scheme some time in the future. But not until after I have had control of half of south America for at least..eh...we'll say...four months.
On a different note, I have now seen The Phantom Of The Opera. I saw it last night with a couple of friends. I can see now why I didn't score high as the phantom when I took that online test. He's a bit nutz. It was a pretty good movie. I've never seen or read any other rendition of it so I wouldn't know how it was compared to how it is "supposed to be". The singers were good. I heard a lot of shwooping. That's where you go for a note, hit right below it, and then rise up to the note. You shwoop. Yeah, there was a lot of that. And I heard the Phantom almost yodel a couple of times. But hey, no shame. He's a bass. Basses do that,... if they're cool. I'm a cool bass.
Well, it's good to be home. I'll be here writing quite a bit now, and I'm looking forward to it.
Laters.
Hey everyone, I should be posting a little more regularly now that I'm home for good.
Ok, get this. No. I'm not crazy, and don't laugh. This week...I...Learned...To knit. Now, I know what you're thinking:
#1) Why would he even want to try to learn to knit?
#2) Why would he admit it to the entire world, or even just the eight or so people that read his blog?
#3) Haha!
Hey! I told you not to laugh. Some of you may think that I'm a Little bit weird, or, shall I say, "fruity" for learning such a thing. However, let me assure you that, though I cannot divulge my diabolical plan at this time anyone who laughs at me will regret it in the future. I mean, it's so obvious I don't know why everyone hasn't learned to knit yet. I could practically rule the world now. Or at least a large island in the Bahamas or somewhere cool like that. I might fill you in on my great scheme some time in the future. But not until after I have had control of half of south America for at least..eh...we'll say...four months.
On a different note, I have now seen The Phantom Of The Opera. I saw it last night with a couple of friends. I can see now why I didn't score high as the phantom when I took that online test. He's a bit nutz. It was a pretty good movie. I've never seen or read any other rendition of it so I wouldn't know how it was compared to how it is "supposed to be". The singers were good. I heard a lot of shwooping. That's where you go for a note, hit right below it, and then rise up to the note. You shwoop. Yeah, there was a lot of that. And I heard the Phantom almost yodel a couple of times. But hey, no shame. He's a bass. Basses do that,... if they're cool. I'm a cool bass.
Well, it's good to be home. I'll be here writing quite a bit now, and I'm looking forward to it.
Laters.
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Pit Stop #5 (Last one for the summer)
This week I would like to point out the lack of surplus in the area of the portion of the serving in the likeness of the kind of... What's that Mom?
Sorry, what was I talking about? I can't remember.
Anyway, I got back from camp today. I leave again tomorrow, and when I return the next week I will return for the last time this summer... at least... from camp... this summer... yeah... th-that camp thing... the one I've been at for two weeks...right.
This last week was full of weird occurrences. I saw all kinds of people that I never would have thought I would run into at camp. I'll just give a short list.
Tyrell: I know him from Summer Seminary.
Elliot: TCL last year.
Jessie Rickert: Church and school.
Magumi: Summer Staff last year.
Bobby and Laura Sylva: TCL leaders last year.
It was just a sweet week. I've really been breaking out of my shell a lot lately. So, to all my friends out there, don't be suprized if I come back slightly weirder than usual. Mua hahahaa.
Laters.
Sorry, what was I talking about? I can't remember.
Anyway, I got back from camp today. I leave again tomorrow, and when I return the next week I will return for the last time this summer... at least... from camp... this summer... yeah... th-that camp thing... the one I've been at for two weeks...right.
This last week was full of weird occurrences. I saw all kinds of people that I never would have thought I would run into at camp. I'll just give a short list.
Tyrell: I know him from Summer Seminary.
Elliot: TCL last year.
Jessie Rickert: Church and school.
Magumi: Summer Staff last year.
Bobby and Laura Sylva: TCL leaders last year.
It was just a sweet week. I've really been breaking out of my shell a lot lately. So, to all my friends out there, don't be suprized if I come back slightly weirder than usual. Mua hahahaa.
Laters.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Uh...Hi!
I was just thinking. I don't really know what I was thinking about. I'm going to have to write two papers when I get back from camp in two weeks. I kind of know what one of the papers is going to be about. The other one is a bit more mysterious.
While reading the book "Jane Eyre" I noticed that it referred to God a lot. It didn't even put a bad light on him either. The main character, Jane, talks about how she knows that good things are blessings from God, and that bad things are just discipline from God to train her. Someone else reading it might not take much note of it.
It's kind of sad really. People can read stuff like that and not pick up on those little things that mean so much. I wish I could write my paper on something to do with the recurring theme of God's work throughout the book. I don't know how I would fit it into the criteria for the essay I have to write though.
We'll just see. I have two weeks still. And God always makes things work.
While reading the book "Jane Eyre" I noticed that it referred to God a lot. It didn't even put a bad light on him either. The main character, Jane, talks about how she knows that good things are blessings from God, and that bad things are just discipline from God to train her. Someone else reading it might not take much note of it.
It's kind of sad really. People can read stuff like that and not pick up on those little things that mean so much. I wish I could write my paper on something to do with the recurring theme of God's work throughout the book. I don't know how I would fit it into the criteria for the essay I have to write though.
We'll just see. I have two weeks still. And God always makes things work.
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Pit Stop #4 (that's a lot of pits)
First week of TCL is over. Yay!
This year is totaly easier than last year. We have a great crew of kids, in which I am the second oldest. We get those bathrooms, shower houses, and cabins cleaned faster than any TCL group that I have ever heard of. The consiquence to that being that we have quite a bit more free time than last year.
Someone brought the techno song "Fine Night Tonight". That was pretty much our theme song last year. It's a great song. And it's hard to find the version with the seaguls in the background. Bobby has been looking for it all year and found a few other versions, but no seaguls. It's a sweet song.
There was some worries that, due to the lack of there being Bobby and Laura (our TCL leaders last year), this year might be less fun than last year. Luckly I didn't end up trying to make Trever and Nikki (our TCL leaders this year) fill shoes that weren't theirs. I started off comparing the two groups. However, I let go of it and let this year be this year. I'll leave last year in it's own memory box.
There are 13 kids on Omega TCL this year. The girls are: Anna, Bethany, Emily, Linda, Megan, Jamie, and Kaleene. The guys are: Trever, Joe, Jared, Luke, Daniel, and Kin (me).
And as if it wasn't hard enough learning all these names at once, Jared and Luke are twins. So right there is the added difficulty of figuring out which one is which and then remembering the names for them. I think I found a way to recognize them. It's all in the hair line. They have exactly the same hair cut. However, the way their hair grows in the front makes them identifieable. Jared's hair is a little bit more jagged in the front than Lukes.
We watched the Newsies last night. That was a good movie. I've heard a lot about it, but I had never seen it 'till last night.
I'm looking forward to these next two weeks. It will deffinitly be a great experiance.
Laters
This year is totaly easier than last year. We have a great crew of kids, in which I am the second oldest. We get those bathrooms, shower houses, and cabins cleaned faster than any TCL group that I have ever heard of. The consiquence to that being that we have quite a bit more free time than last year.
Someone brought the techno song "Fine Night Tonight". That was pretty much our theme song last year. It's a great song. And it's hard to find the version with the seaguls in the background. Bobby has been looking for it all year and found a few other versions, but no seaguls. It's a sweet song.
There was some worries that, due to the lack of there being Bobby and Laura (our TCL leaders last year), this year might be less fun than last year. Luckly I didn't end up trying to make Trever and Nikki (our TCL leaders this year) fill shoes that weren't theirs. I started off comparing the two groups. However, I let go of it and let this year be this year. I'll leave last year in it's own memory box.
There are 13 kids on Omega TCL this year. The girls are: Anna, Bethany, Emily, Linda, Megan, Jamie, and Kaleene. The guys are: Trever, Joe, Jared, Luke, Daniel, and Kin (me).
And as if it wasn't hard enough learning all these names at once, Jared and Luke are twins. So right there is the added difficulty of figuring out which one is which and then remembering the names for them. I think I found a way to recognize them. It's all in the hair line. They have exactly the same hair cut. However, the way their hair grows in the front makes them identifieable. Jared's hair is a little bit more jagged in the front than Lukes.
We watched the Newsies last night. That was a good movie. I've heard a lot about it, but I had never seen it 'till last night.
I'm looking forward to these next two weeks. It will deffinitly be a great experiance.
Laters
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