DUDE! I am so bummed right now-
So a couple of weeks ago my buddy called me up and told me about the Sufjan Stevens show coming to Minneapolis in October. He’s a huge fan, and I certainly enjoy his tunes. But he really wanted to go but was broke at the time, so he asked me to buy tickets and then he’d pay me back when he got paid next. No problem. I bought his tickets, he paid me back the next week, all is well. They were like $15 each, no big deal.
UNTIL LAST NIGHT when I found out that I, yes I have to pick up the tickets the night of the show. Apparently, in an attempt to thwart scalping, there is no switching, no transferring names, nothing. Since I was the purchaser, I am the one and only person authorized to get the 4 really awesome (3rd row, center stage) tickets to the indie icon Sufjan Stevens… I am the Frodo to my four Sufjan tickets... Only I can bare this burden. :)
That’s fine its downtown, who cares… except the show is on October 16th!!!!
I happen to be buddies with singer/songwriter Jason Gray. Soon he will be on a HUGE tour featuring my favorite author Max Lucado and the king of CCM Michael W. Smith. I was planning on hopping on a cheap flight to Phoenix and hang with JG and Smitty for a day. Gooooood times! Once in a lifetime opportunity, really. Not only that, but my sister and brother-in-law were going to drive up and enjoy the show with me. They are big JG fans and I was so stoked to introduce him to them and we would all laugh merrily and frolic (on the inside) in sunny Glendale, Arizona… But now I have Sufjan tickets to procure. Sad day.
The only saving grace is the fact that I didn’t buy my plane ticket yet, so I’m not out any money in that regard. And, honestly, I really didn’t have the money for this cross-country expedition, but MAN it was so tempting and would have been absolutely incredible…. Oh well. It is for the best, but tonight I shall not only mourn the Vikings loss, but also my loss of potential weekend awesomeness and a lifetime of memories... what could have been? We'll never know...
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
ho hum
well there is so much filling my gourd right now, I'm not exactly sure where to start...
I'm not a fan of that. Lots to do, lots to do...
Also, my roommate just told me he's moving out in a couple of months. sucky.
I'm not a fan of that. Lots to do, lots to do...
Also, my roommate just told me he's moving out in a couple of months. sucky.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
#10211
Today I joined a Food Co-op.
Why, you ask?
why not, I reply.
I now own 4 shares of the MW Natural Food Co-Op and it feels good. I got $75 worth of coupons for joining- I can save $.50 on Tofurky hickory smoked deli slices! What a deal!
The main reason why I joined is because I want to be one of "those people". I feel like a 5th grader reading Tiger Beat and dreaming of being a movie star- but really, I want to wear muted tones and lots of North Face. I want to know how to read a trail map and have my daily dose of granola. I want to ditch the sneakers and wear hiking boots exclusively. haha. Ok, the sneaks went to far... writing that feels so tool-y, but really I am enamored with such folk, and I figured the first step in being like-minded was shopping where they shop. I need to get some reusable grocery bags. Just joining the co-op makes me ooze earth consciousness...
OK OK the REAL reason is because I have decided as part of my independent study phy ed class (joy.) I will engage in the 100 mile challenge. That is, I will only eat food that has been made, picked, or grown within 100 miles of my location. (full disclosure: living in the Twin Cities makes this a tad more difficult, so I've agreed w/ myself to allow me to cheat and make it anything raised in the Midwest... but "100 Mile Challenge" sounds much fancier.)
100 miles for 3 months. 50 years ago this wouldn't have even been an issue. Now a co-op is the only way to do it. The nice thing is it is nice an close by and several people from my church volunteer there, so I just went up a notch in their books, no doubt. Plus the people are super friendly. Right after I signed the last membership paper a big dude wearing an apron gave me a half-hug and said, "Welcome to the family, man." My grocery story considers me family... what does your grocery store do?
Right now, my freezer and cupboards are pretty stocked with outside of 100 miles food currently (I'll refer to such food as "outsider grub", as to make it feel all self-conscience and outcasty- thus less appetizing), so I will have to cheat a little bit until its all gone. I'm not going to waste all that money because of a self-imposed challenge. Maybe it'll be once a week I can have something processed. It'll be a chemical treat. :)
OH, that's another reason I'm co-oping. There's some nasty stuff in our food, and more and more I'm starting to think it's not so smart to be consuming it regularly. That means no more Buck Doubles or DQ Blizzards. tragic!! I'm not going to get all freaky-deaky about it, but I'd like to give the organic lifestyle a try. AND, since it's for a class, can you say EDUCATION EXPENSE? that's a tax write-off, brotha! Dave Ramsey would be so proud. I don't want this to be a food bla(h)g by any means, but I'll keep you posted. I know you're all dying to know how it goes. ha!
Why, you ask?
why not, I reply.
I now own 4 shares of the MW Natural Food Co-Op and it feels good. I got $75 worth of coupons for joining- I can save $.50 on Tofurky hickory smoked deli slices! What a deal!
The main reason why I joined is because I want to be one of "those people". I feel like a 5th grader reading Tiger Beat and dreaming of being a movie star- but really, I want to wear muted tones and lots of North Face. I want to know how to read a trail map and have my daily dose of granola. I want to ditch the sneakers and wear hiking boots exclusively. haha. Ok, the sneaks went to far... writing that feels so tool-y, but really I am enamored with such folk, and I figured the first step in being like-minded was shopping where they shop. I need to get some reusable grocery bags. Just joining the co-op makes me ooze earth consciousness...
OK OK the REAL reason is because I have decided as part of my independent study phy ed class (joy.) I will engage in the 100 mile challenge. That is, I will only eat food that has been made, picked, or grown within 100 miles of my location. (full disclosure: living in the Twin Cities makes this a tad more difficult, so I've agreed w/ myself to allow me to cheat and make it anything raised in the Midwest... but "100 Mile Challenge" sounds much fancier.)
100 miles for 3 months. 50 years ago this wouldn't have even been an issue. Now a co-op is the only way to do it. The nice thing is it is nice an close by and several people from my church volunteer there, so I just went up a notch in their books, no doubt. Plus the people are super friendly. Right after I signed the last membership paper a big dude wearing an apron gave me a half-hug and said, "Welcome to the family, man." My grocery story considers me family... what does your grocery store do?
Right now, my freezer and cupboards are pretty stocked with outside of 100 miles food currently (I'll refer to such food as "outsider grub", as to make it feel all self-conscience and outcasty- thus less appetizing), so I will have to cheat a little bit until its all gone. I'm not going to waste all that money because of a self-imposed challenge. Maybe it'll be once a week I can have something processed. It'll be a chemical treat. :)
OH, that's another reason I'm co-oping. There's some nasty stuff in our food, and more and more I'm starting to think it's not so smart to be consuming it regularly. That means no more Buck Doubles or DQ Blizzards. tragic!! I'm not going to get all freaky-deaky about it, but I'd like to give the organic lifestyle a try. AND, since it's for a class, can you say EDUCATION EXPENSE? that's a tax write-off, brotha! Dave Ramsey would be so proud. I don't want this to be a food bla(h)g by any means, but I'll keep you posted. I know you're all dying to know how it goes. ha!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Sunday, September 5, 2010
eh
at some point this week I am going to recap my summer's cinematic journeys. Currently I'm watching The Switch. It is fairly terrible. That's just a taste of what's to come...
lucky you.
lucky you.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
tylerryanmankatobethany
"who Just shot me?" asked Ryan. "its Gonna be alright." Tyler replied. "lets Come together as a team. Ill shoot at this thing." Ryan yelled. "what Are you doing?" he questioned. "I Like llamas." Tyler concluded "i snuck up on everyone." sneered ry guy. Not cool.
The end. This is what happens in kato.
The end. This is what happens in kato.
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Thursday, September 2, 2010
Oh boy
This twins game might never end. This weekend I'm hanging with my brother. Its gonna be good times bit i'd be lying if I said I wasn't completely overwhelmed with school right now.... And 2 classes haven't even started yet... Oiy. One day at a time I guess. Meanwhile, go twins!!
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Wednesday, September 1, 2010
BALDERDASH!
In homage to my love of the game Balderdash (in which you invent the meaning of a word or give the back-story to a person of note in antiquity) I have been given a real headline and I will write the fake story. This is going to be great.
Angry Grandmother Allegedly Knifes 12-year-old's Ear
Winston, Alabama
8/30/2010
Walter Syzmanksi, Simple Minded News
The news is still echoing through Pleasant Meadows Trailer Park located in the heart of Winston, Alabama, 45 miles west of Burvy, Mississippi. Grober County Sheriff officials say that 41-year-old Francine LouAnn Masterson attempted to remove her 12-year-old grandson’s ear with a plastic butter knife following a heated argument. The preteen, Orangejello (pronounced Or-on-jell-oh) Marquis DuVry, was treated for minor injuries at the scene and is expected to make a full recovery.
Neighbors say Masterson, a devout Baptist, was incensed at her grandson’s wanton disrespect of her rules against the listening to rap music in her doublewide trailer. Acording to witnesses DuVry was loudly mimicking the music he was listening to, which was reportedly “Baby Got Back” by the 1990’s rapper Sir Mix A lot. “He was a’singin’ and a’ dancin’ like a fool filled with the devil himself.” Said neighbor LouEllen Snapquik. “Franny came at him like an alligator on rotting chicken; that boy didn’t stand a chance.” The 341 pound Masterson pounced on her grandson and attempted to remove his ear bud earphones. When that wasn’t enough, police say she resorted to more drastic measures, “It appears she took a plastic butter knife and attempted to remove the boy’s outer ear.” Sheriff deputy George-Bob McFranston reported. “Needless to say she wasn’t successful in removing the extremity.” Passersby heard the calls of the suffocating adolescent and came to his aid. “It took six of us, but we got her off him. I thought I was rescuing a newborn piglet. Turns out it was a boy. Poor thing.” Said one of the rescuers who wanted to remain anonymous, “I don’t need that woman coming after me next, if you know what I mean.”
Masterson, who has temporary custody of her grandson while her daughter, the boy’s mother, is serving a 20-month sentence for robbing an abandoned post office last March has lived in the trailer park for over a decade. “Oh that Franny, she never take no guff from no body; no sir.” Snapquick said, “She warned that grand-boy of hers to stop listening to the hippidy-hop, but he just don’t ever listen. I don’t know what she do, but I guarantee that boy ain’t gonna listen to that junk no more, no sir.” Police say charges will be filed on Monday. DuVry will be staying with his second cousin’s uncle down yonder until more permanent arrangements can be made.
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WOW! Writing in journalistic form is harder than I thought. Much love to the guys at the Onion, they have a tough job but always deliver...
I was going to include the REAL story here, but it really is an awful tale of really mean people... so I'll pretend this more lighthearted story is the REAL one. We all love happy(ier) endings, right??
Angry Grandmother Allegedly Knifes 12-year-old's Ear
Winston, Alabama
8/30/2010
Walter Syzmanksi, Simple Minded News
The news is still echoing through Pleasant Meadows Trailer Park located in the heart of Winston, Alabama, 45 miles west of Burvy, Mississippi. Grober County Sheriff officials say that 41-year-old Francine LouAnn Masterson attempted to remove her 12-year-old grandson’s ear with a plastic butter knife following a heated argument. The preteen, Orangejello (pronounced Or-on-jell-oh) Marquis DuVry, was treated for minor injuries at the scene and is expected to make a full recovery.
Neighbors say Masterson, a devout Baptist, was incensed at her grandson’s wanton disrespect of her rules against the listening to rap music in her doublewide trailer. Acording to witnesses DuVry was loudly mimicking the music he was listening to, which was reportedly “Baby Got Back” by the 1990’s rapper Sir Mix A lot. “He was a’singin’ and a’ dancin’ like a fool filled with the devil himself.” Said neighbor LouEllen Snapquik. “Franny came at him like an alligator on rotting chicken; that boy didn’t stand a chance.” The 341 pound Masterson pounced on her grandson and attempted to remove his ear bud earphones. When that wasn’t enough, police say she resorted to more drastic measures, “It appears she took a plastic butter knife and attempted to remove the boy’s outer ear.” Sheriff deputy George-Bob McFranston reported. “Needless to say she wasn’t successful in removing the extremity.” Passersby heard the calls of the suffocating adolescent and came to his aid. “It took six of us, but we got her off him. I thought I was rescuing a newborn piglet. Turns out it was a boy. Poor thing.” Said one of the rescuers who wanted to remain anonymous, “I don’t need that woman coming after me next, if you know what I mean.”
Masterson, who has temporary custody of her grandson while her daughter, the boy’s mother, is serving a 20-month sentence for robbing an abandoned post office last March has lived in the trailer park for over a decade. “Oh that Franny, she never take no guff from no body; no sir.” Snapquick said, “She warned that grand-boy of hers to stop listening to the hippidy-hop, but he just don’t ever listen. I don’t know what she do, but I guarantee that boy ain’t gonna listen to that junk no more, no sir.” Police say charges will be filed on Monday. DuVry will be staying with his second cousin’s uncle down yonder until more permanent arrangements can be made.
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WOW! Writing in journalistic form is harder than I thought. Much love to the guys at the Onion, they have a tough job but always deliver...
I was going to include the REAL story here, but it really is an awful tale of really mean people... so I'll pretend this more lighthearted story is the REAL one. We all love happy(ier) endings, right??
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
aww maaaaan
blagh. homework. this is already getting old. ha
Big Twins win... now on to Brave New World vs. Arrested Adulthood.
thrilling.
Big Twins win... now on to Brave New World vs. Arrested Adulthood.
thrilling.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Thunder. Lightning. Hail.
I’ve been asked to tell a story… one that I’ve never told before… this is a challenge. I like to tell stories. I’d love it if the first thing people think of when they hear my name is, he’s a story-teller… not in a bad way, not in a lying way, just in a Prairie Home Companion kind of way… that would be neat.
ANYWAY… a story…
Once upon a time I had a friend named Shawn. He lived directly behind me and the trouble we got into could fill volumes. One summer Shawn and his dad made and amazing tree fort in the huge maple that shaded his backyard. We were 8 or 9 years old, I suppose, and it was the greatest thing ever made. I don’t know where we got the idea, but that same summer we decided that we wanted to start a band. This posed a fairly significant problem because neither of us played any instruments. For his birthday, Shawn got a super-sweet fake electric guitar. It was chrome and it was awesome. I think I grabbed some coffee cans and buckets and I became the drummer. His brother Dan was going to be the lead singer, and if I’m not mistaken, his sister was our manger. I’m pretty sure that Wayne’s World has just come out, thus our desire to shred.
So all the pieces were together, but the fact that we lacked any sort of skill was still a major hindrance. Then 4th of July happened. Back in those days KS95 would have a soundtrack to the nightly Taste of Minnesota fireworks. It was pretty cool- you could sit in you car and the booms and flashes were more or less choreographed with the music playing. We would go down Rice Street and park our wood-grained diesel station wagon and watch the fireworks pump up the jams on the radio and "ooh" and "ahh" while wearing footie pajamas. Life was good. I remember the finale that year was Bruce Springsteen’s Born in the U.S.A. I knew we had to cover that song.
The lack of talent was still a hindrance, so a cover wasn’t possible… but an all out super-sick leather-clad lip sync… that was right in our wheel house. We spent days in the tree fort practicing our stage show. I brought the karaoke machine, Shawn brought the chromed out fake guitar and pleather jackets. We drove a bunch of little polished nails into the fort and employed some younger kids to wave around flashlights as to have a light show that Eldridge Ave would be talking about for years. Finally, we were set. All that was left was to get the word out to the good people in the Har-Mar neighborhood. Shawn and I went door to door telling the whole neighborhood about our concert in his back yard. We sold tickets for 10 cents. (later his mom found out we charged people and she made us give all the dimes back… tough live being a musician…) One lady gave us a glass of Diet Coke. It was my first exposure to saccharin. I was not a fan.
It was show time and the nerves were running high. Shawn’s older sister Lisa introduced us. We were called Storm Thrillers (all of our albums were going to be storm-associated. Out debut was going to be thunder, followed by lightning, etc) There was a dozen or so neighborhood moms and dads sitting in lawn chairs dying to see us perform. Sadly it was 3 in the afternoon, so the light show was less than stellar, but we owned the Boss. Shawn, in a moment of rock and roll passion threw is pleather coat into the crowd and the moms went nuts. Hid dad kindly walked over and picked it up so it wouldn’t get dirty. Grass stains are so not heavy metal. We faked our tune and that was it. The one and only Storm Thrillers performance. One for the ages, to be sure. That tree fort was the greatest thing to ever happen to our childhoods. It really wasn’t anything special- just a big piece of plywood and a 2x4 ladder, but being 10 feet up meant you were on top of the world. So many memories…
After the tremendous success of Born in the U.S.A., we fell into the slump that most megabands fall into. We just couldn’t follow it up. Shawn wanted to go to Metallica’s And Justice for All, while I was feeling a little more family friendly with the Beach Boys or Raffi’s Baby Beluga. The official story is we broke up due to artistic differences… what could have been? In high school Shawn was in a couple of bands. He bought a couple of real guitars and became quite skilled, actually. But none had the magic intangibles of Storm Thrillers. Someday I’d like to get back on that stage… time will tell… time will tell.
Could THIS be the comeback platform for the legendary Storm Thrillers? http://www.usairguitar.com/
ANYWAY… a story…
Once upon a time I had a friend named Shawn. He lived directly behind me and the trouble we got into could fill volumes. One summer Shawn and his dad made and amazing tree fort in the huge maple that shaded his backyard. We were 8 or 9 years old, I suppose, and it was the greatest thing ever made. I don’t know where we got the idea, but that same summer we decided that we wanted to start a band. This posed a fairly significant problem because neither of us played any instruments. For his birthday, Shawn got a super-sweet fake electric guitar. It was chrome and it was awesome. I think I grabbed some coffee cans and buckets and I became the drummer. His brother Dan was going to be the lead singer, and if I’m not mistaken, his sister was our manger. I’m pretty sure that Wayne’s World has just come out, thus our desire to shred.
So all the pieces were together, but the fact that we lacked any sort of skill was still a major hindrance. Then 4th of July happened. Back in those days KS95 would have a soundtrack to the nightly Taste of Minnesota fireworks. It was pretty cool- you could sit in you car and the booms and flashes were more or less choreographed with the music playing. We would go down Rice Street and park our wood-grained diesel station wagon and watch the fireworks pump up the jams on the radio and "ooh" and "ahh" while wearing footie pajamas. Life was good. I remember the finale that year was Bruce Springsteen’s Born in the U.S.A. I knew we had to cover that song.
The lack of talent was still a hindrance, so a cover wasn’t possible… but an all out super-sick leather-clad lip sync… that was right in our wheel house. We spent days in the tree fort practicing our stage show. I brought the karaoke machine, Shawn brought the chromed out fake guitar and pleather jackets. We drove a bunch of little polished nails into the fort and employed some younger kids to wave around flashlights as to have a light show that Eldridge Ave would be talking about for years. Finally, we were set. All that was left was to get the word out to the good people in the Har-Mar neighborhood. Shawn and I went door to door telling the whole neighborhood about our concert in his back yard. We sold tickets for 10 cents. (later his mom found out we charged people and she made us give all the dimes back… tough live being a musician…) One lady gave us a glass of Diet Coke. It was my first exposure to saccharin. I was not a fan.
It was show time and the nerves were running high. Shawn’s older sister Lisa introduced us. We were called Storm Thrillers (all of our albums were going to be storm-associated. Out debut was going to be thunder, followed by lightning, etc) There was a dozen or so neighborhood moms and dads sitting in lawn chairs dying to see us perform. Sadly it was 3 in the afternoon, so the light show was less than stellar, but we owned the Boss. Shawn, in a moment of rock and roll passion threw is pleather coat into the crowd and the moms went nuts. Hid dad kindly walked over and picked it up so it wouldn’t get dirty. Grass stains are so not heavy metal. We faked our tune and that was it. The one and only Storm Thrillers performance. One for the ages, to be sure. That tree fort was the greatest thing to ever happen to our childhoods. It really wasn’t anything special- just a big piece of plywood and a 2x4 ladder, but being 10 feet up meant you were on top of the world. So many memories…
After the tremendous success of Born in the U.S.A., we fell into the slump that most megabands fall into. We just couldn’t follow it up. Shawn wanted to go to Metallica’s And Justice for All, while I was feeling a little more family friendly with the Beach Boys or Raffi’s Baby Beluga. The official story is we broke up due to artistic differences… what could have been? In high school Shawn was in a couple of bands. He bought a couple of real guitars and became quite skilled, actually. But none had the magic intangibles of Storm Thrillers. Someday I’d like to get back on that stage… time will tell… time will tell.
Could THIS be the comeback platform for the legendary Storm Thrillers? http://www.usairguitar.com/
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Sunday funday
Well that was just good times. I got to hang with some of my favorite people... sing some songs have some laughs and eat food that I give a solid B. Very good fun.
Before that I spent time with one of my oldest friends. I don't keep in touch very well with him, but it's one of those deals that we just sort of pick up where we left off- even if it's been 2 years.
There's a whole lotta love for the people I saw today- not to mention my amazing church family... good things. really, really good things.
Before that I spent time with one of my oldest friends. I don't keep in touch very well with him, but it's one of those deals that we just sort of pick up where we left off- even if it's been 2 years.
There's a whole lotta love for the people I saw today- not to mention my amazing church family... good things. really, really good things.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Couture by KO in 2, Edgar by submission in 3.
big fight night and good times with good people. gonna be siiiick.
i should prolly shower...
i should prolly shower...
Friday, August 27, 2010
layers of awesome with a puree of perfection
TONIGHT I made a lasagna I've been thinking about for a while. Is it odd I think about lasagnas? Regardless, I made a puree of roasted yellow pepper, sauteed basil and spinach with ricotta cheese. That was layered with whole grain noodles and a thick layer of nicely seasoned turkey burger. It's pretty good. I'm pretty proud of the puree... I give it a solid B.
SO something really cool happened today. Let me go back for a second- My first class of the day, Adult Development, is taught by the... man, how do I say this... lets say... pickiest and most heartless professor I've ever encountered. The truth of the matter is I've had very little success with female professors for whatever reason, and this one is no different. But, like it or hate it, I have to take this class so I will grit my teeth and knock it out of the park. The problem is the required book is not currently available in the bookstore. They sold out 2 weeks ago and won't have any more in until next week. I checked every library in the STATE- only two have it in their catalog and they're both checked out. I checked Barnes and Noble and Boarders, they don't carry it at all.
I contacted the prof and told her that there were no books available and I live 80 miles away, so I can't really share with anyone. I was just letting her know about the situation and was hoping for some sort of advice- maybe offering to allow me to borrow her copy for a week...
She responded with a snippy answer that basically said that I should have bought the book 3 months ago and my poor planning isn't her problem. I wrote back saying hey, I just added this class 2 weeks ago and I was unable to get the book list because she failed to post it online. She replied with a two word response: "tough luck."
WHA??? I didn't really know how to respond to that, so i didn't. ...if you don't have anything nice to say...
So I did some searching online yesterday and I found a website that published the first chapter online so I was able to get my assignment done for today. I still needed the book this weekend to complete the Marxist-esque regiment she calls homework. I checked on the college student's best friend, Half.com, to see what was available. They had 11 copies for sale, one of which was here in Minnesota! Where in MN I didn't know... but I was willing to drive to Lutsen if necessary to get this stupid book...
Since Half.com is part of Ebay I was able to contact the seller via email and ask if there was any way I could pick up the book this weekend rather than wait for media mail to send it in 7-10 days. I didn't hear back all day yesterday. This morning I get a call from the seller of the book apologizing for not responding earlier, but she was busy HAVING A BABY! YES! Not 15 hours before she called me she was having her first kid. ha! BUT she had the book available and said she (her husband, rather) would meet me today. I told her I was coming from Mankato and she was like, "Oh that's easy, I'm at the hospital in Shakopee" (right on my way home from school- I literally pass it everyday)!! So on my way home I swoop by the hospital, meet her husband at the entrance and bought the allusive book I so desperately needed-- for $45 less than the bookstore would have charged me! How crazy is that?? So random, yet so perfect. Now I have no excuse and will do my best to make it through this ridiculous class... Lord give me stregnth.
TOMORROW- UFC at zackos... gonna be sweet.
SO something really cool happened today. Let me go back for a second- My first class of the day, Adult Development, is taught by the... man, how do I say this... lets say... pickiest and most heartless professor I've ever encountered. The truth of the matter is I've had very little success with female professors for whatever reason, and this one is no different. But, like it or hate it, I have to take this class so I will grit my teeth and knock it out of the park. The problem is the required book is not currently available in the bookstore. They sold out 2 weeks ago and won't have any more in until next week. I checked every library in the STATE- only two have it in their catalog and they're both checked out. I checked Barnes and Noble and Boarders, they don't carry it at all.
I contacted the prof and told her that there were no books available and I live 80 miles away, so I can't really share with anyone. I was just letting her know about the situation and was hoping for some sort of advice- maybe offering to allow me to borrow her copy for a week...
She responded with a snippy answer that basically said that I should have bought the book 3 months ago and my poor planning isn't her problem. I wrote back saying hey, I just added this class 2 weeks ago and I was unable to get the book list because she failed to post it online. She replied with a two word response: "tough luck."
WHA??? I didn't really know how to respond to that, so i didn't. ...if you don't have anything nice to say...
So I did some searching online yesterday and I found a website that published the first chapter online so I was able to get my assignment done for today. I still needed the book this weekend to complete the Marxist-esque regiment she calls homework. I checked on the college student's best friend, Half.com, to see what was available. They had 11 copies for sale, one of which was here in Minnesota! Where in MN I didn't know... but I was willing to drive to Lutsen if necessary to get this stupid book...
Since Half.com is part of Ebay I was able to contact the seller via email and ask if there was any way I could pick up the book this weekend rather than wait for media mail to send it in 7-10 days. I didn't hear back all day yesterday. This morning I get a call from the seller of the book apologizing for not responding earlier, but she was busy HAVING A BABY! YES! Not 15 hours before she called me she was having her first kid. ha! BUT she had the book available and said she (her husband, rather) would meet me today. I told her I was coming from Mankato and she was like, "Oh that's easy, I'm at the hospital in Shakopee" (right on my way home from school- I literally pass it everyday)!! So on my way home I swoop by the hospital, meet her husband at the entrance and bought the allusive book I so desperately needed-- for $45 less than the bookstore would have charged me! How crazy is that?? So random, yet so perfect. Now I have no excuse and will do my best to make it through this ridiculous class... Lord give me stregnth.
TOMORROW- UFC at zackos... gonna be sweet.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
maybe a pewter chef
another day, another failed attempt to make fried plantains... bummer. BUT the corn pancakes tonight... they were heavenly.
ALSO today was my first fantasy draft of the year. It went OK. I have two more this weekend. Autumn is in the air... OK off to do homework. 15 weeks left... oiy.
ALSO today was my first fantasy draft of the year. It went OK. I have two more this weekend. Autumn is in the air... OK off to do homework. 15 weeks left... oiy.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
mega yuck.
Well that was fun. It shouldn’t be too bad of a semester. Labor intensive, yes, but all interesting subject matter to be sure. My senior project continues to loom ominously. I need to start getting pen to paper… then it should make more sense.
Lately I’ve been given a renewed passion for my Lutheran heritage. I don’t know nearly enough about being Lutheran, but I know it is special and I know it is the truth. Along with that I’ve been kind of beating myself up over not educating better when I have had ample opportunities. I would love it if ALL my kids would know how to answer 2 questions, “why are you Lutheran?” and “what’s the difference between me (insert denomination here) and you?” I realize that is a crazy dream because honestly sometimes I don’t even know, but it’s a dream nonetheless. And then I think jeepers- if the worst thing I have going with my kids is they are unsure what kind of Christian they are, then we’re doing OK.
I dunno… it’s a cocktail of confusion- I know it’s all about the One Thing Needful… and yet I am increasingly put off by mainline Christianity. It all started with the crazy healer guy. But then I had 3 whole days to sit at our booth at Sonshine and observe and listen to all the people around me- the majority of which were mainliners. I just am so put off by the Christian vernacular- words people use in prayer or whatnot that they really won’t use in regular conversation, but they’re “Christian words” you know? Like “God put it on my heart” granted I say that occasionally, but it’s totally a catchword or “hedge of protection” who says that? Or over using the word “just”… don’t get me started on that one…
And church names lately have gotten really weird- Victory Love Church? What is that? And Friendship Church? Wha? And Lantern Church? Odd.I know I’m sounding so snotty, and I apologize, but honestly I am really disenfranchised with what the church at large has become. I don’t even know how to put my finger on it- I mean these are good people. Bible-believing, Christ-following people. I hope we can all be on the same block in Heaven. But maybe its the whole Spirit lead stuff- its has really been on my radar lately more than ever before. There’s the deep healing prayer which is really a pseudo-hypnosis that can really do a lot of damage to one’s psyche. And the whole healing thing and the speaking in tongues and some conversations I’ve had with non-denom’s about how you gotta feel your faith and stuff… its just so… icky!
I love the fact that what we confess as Lutherans is rock-solid. Its based on Scripture and on Christ, not on emotions and out actions. Its based on the hope and total reliance on Jesus Christ, not an uncertainty based on my decision… I dunno. I am really bothered by it lately and I don’t really know why. Quite honestly some of my favorite people are in no way Lutheran, so why is it bugging me so much? Ick. I hope my people know that it’s the doctrine that bugs me, not them, you know? I mean if someone wants to attack Lutheranism, they aren’t going to offend me, so my distaste with all things Armenian has little to do with the people, and everything to do with the falsities. Having said that, some of the people annoy me as well. :)
WOW. I am bratty. Sorry. I don’t mean to be. I’m pumped for at least 2 of my classes, because they will deal directly with this very topic. I’m learning how to be prepared to give an answer for the hope I have… and it makes me glad.
On a different note- big shout out to my mommy- the big 6-6 today! I love you- and I know you know that we will share Heaven one day because of you and dad. Thanks for that.
Lately I’ve been given a renewed passion for my Lutheran heritage. I don’t know nearly enough about being Lutheran, but I know it is special and I know it is the truth. Along with that I’ve been kind of beating myself up over not educating better when I have had ample opportunities. I would love it if ALL my kids would know how to answer 2 questions, “why are you Lutheran?” and “what’s the difference between me (insert denomination here) and you?” I realize that is a crazy dream because honestly sometimes I don’t even know, but it’s a dream nonetheless. And then I think jeepers- if the worst thing I have going with my kids is they are unsure what kind of Christian they are, then we’re doing OK.
I dunno… it’s a cocktail of confusion- I know it’s all about the One Thing Needful… and yet I am increasingly put off by mainline Christianity. It all started with the crazy healer guy. But then I had 3 whole days to sit at our booth at Sonshine and observe and listen to all the people around me- the majority of which were mainliners. I just am so put off by the Christian vernacular- words people use in prayer or whatnot that they really won’t use in regular conversation, but they’re “Christian words” you know? Like “God put it on my heart” granted I say that occasionally, but it’s totally a catchword or “hedge of protection” who says that? Or over using the word “just”… don’t get me started on that one…
And church names lately have gotten really weird- Victory Love Church? What is that? And Friendship Church? Wha? And Lantern Church? Odd.I know I’m sounding so snotty, and I apologize, but honestly I am really disenfranchised with what the church at large has become. I don’t even know how to put my finger on it- I mean these are good people. Bible-believing, Christ-following people. I hope we can all be on the same block in Heaven. But maybe its the whole Spirit lead stuff- its has really been on my radar lately more than ever before. There’s the deep healing prayer which is really a pseudo-hypnosis that can really do a lot of damage to one’s psyche. And the whole healing thing and the speaking in tongues and some conversations I’ve had with non-denom’s about how you gotta feel your faith and stuff… its just so… icky!
I love the fact that what we confess as Lutherans is rock-solid. Its based on Scripture and on Christ, not on emotions and out actions. Its based on the hope and total reliance on Jesus Christ, not an uncertainty based on my decision… I dunno. I am really bothered by it lately and I don’t really know why. Quite honestly some of my favorite people are in no way Lutheran, so why is it bugging me so much? Ick. I hope my people know that it’s the doctrine that bugs me, not them, you know? I mean if someone wants to attack Lutheranism, they aren’t going to offend me, so my distaste with all things Armenian has little to do with the people, and everything to do with the falsities. Having said that, some of the people annoy me as well. :)
WOW. I am bratty. Sorry. I don’t mean to be. I’m pumped for at least 2 of my classes, because they will deal directly with this very topic. I’m learning how to be prepared to give an answer for the hope I have… and it makes me glad.
On a different note- big shout out to my mommy- the big 6-6 today! I love you- and I know you know that we will share Heaven one day because of you and dad. Thanks for that.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
got my lunchbox packed; my shoes tied tight...
HEY tomorrow I start my final year of college. God-willing. Lord, PLEASE be willing!
This is supposed to be my final full-time semester. Previous experience has taught me to be skeptical until the signed diploma is in my hand. Regardless, this semester will be by far the most interesting of my career. Apologetics, The Psychology of aging (I need this one for the parents... :) ) and Christian Social Thought- which is pretty much looking at current events with the Christian worldview. All should be fascinating. Not to mention the math and sociology class I'm taking online... those should be... passable. that's all that matters.
SO Here's praying the 'ole Rondy is up for three more months of the long commute and the weather sticks to Tuesday Thursday and weekends, and we'll be good to go.
YEE HAAWWWW!
This is supposed to be my final full-time semester. Previous experience has taught me to be skeptical until the signed diploma is in my hand. Regardless, this semester will be by far the most interesting of my career. Apologetics, The Psychology of aging (I need this one for the parents... :) ) and Christian Social Thought- which is pretty much looking at current events with the Christian worldview. All should be fascinating. Not to mention the math and sociology class I'm taking online... those should be... passable. that's all that matters.
SO Here's praying the 'ole Rondy is up for three more months of the long commute and the weather sticks to Tuesday Thursday and weekends, and we'll be good to go.
YEE HAAWWWW!
LP and weed whackers
Today I whacked a ton of weeds and one mole to create what could be the coolest thing ever. I'm making a fire pit in the back 40 behind church. Its gonna be sweet. Also LP is a whiney card player.... But I feel like his luck is changing. Good times.
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Sunday, August 22, 2010
HD Heaven
Gah! I kinda wasted this weekend... oh well, I'll chalk it up to a mental health vacation. Tonight Twins and Vikings are both on national TV. in HD, of course. nice.
Also, starting tomorrow, for all intensive purposes, this here bla(h)g-ing contest is back on. Welcome home, Bro, we missed having you around.
Epic night of quality sporting event viewing commences now. Hold my calls. Favre, here's hopin' your 2010 is as magical as 2009.
Also, starting tomorrow, for all intensive purposes, this here bla(h)g-ing contest is back on. Welcome home, Bro, we missed having you around.
Epic night of quality sporting event viewing commences now. Hold my calls. Favre, here's hopin' your 2010 is as magical as 2009.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Apple:Boo! Depot:Yay!
My Mac is sick, thus in Apple Hospital... sad. They say it could be up to a week before I get my MacBook back. You know what I think? I think the Apple Store is ALWAYS packed because their stuff always breaks. ALSO the whole appointment thing is a total joke. WITH an appointment I waited 45 minutes before getting help. Also I've found that all Apple employees, while nice, are pretentious snobs... icky. I still love their equipment, though. It may break often, but when it works it's just great... SO, since my Mac is on the fritz, I'm left to using my old and SLOW HP laptop... it keeps on freezing on me... very frustrating.
Anyway, the whole thing with Qwest- I complained and then someone contacted me makes me take this whole bla(h)ging thing a tad more seriously. In that regard, I went to Home Depot today. The past couple of years Home Depot has really slipped. It's well documented how the CEO read letters and Internet feedback and apologized for the lack of service. As I was reno-ing my house I frequented Home Depot and for the most part I left un-helped and frustrated. Menards was much more accommodating. Well today I went to Home Depot to get some menial items to better organize my laundry room and begin the yearly Box Elder Bug genocide. I was warmly greeted with a smile and offered one of their weekly ads. I was a bit taken aback by the kindness... did I walk into the wrong store? Dazed, I kept on working my way into the store. At least 6 people approached me and kindly asked me if I needed help. There were 3 or 4 people stationed in the main thoroughfares helping people who look lost or confused. It was awesome! I don't know if there was a regional manager visiting, or Home Depot has turned over a new leaf- whatever it is, I was pleasantly surprised. I found what I needed in a timely and affordable fashion and my shopping experience was very pleasant. Kudos to you, Home Depot, kudos to you!
Anyway, the whole thing with Qwest- I complained and then someone contacted me makes me take this whole bla(h)ging thing a tad more seriously. In that regard, I went to Home Depot today. The past couple of years Home Depot has really slipped. It's well documented how the CEO read letters and Internet feedback and apologized for the lack of service. As I was reno-ing my house I frequented Home Depot and for the most part I left un-helped and frustrated. Menards was much more accommodating. Well today I went to Home Depot to get some menial items to better organize my laundry room and begin the yearly Box Elder Bug genocide. I was warmly greeted with a smile and offered one of their weekly ads. I was a bit taken aback by the kindness... did I walk into the wrong store? Dazed, I kept on working my way into the store. At least 6 people approached me and kindly asked me if I needed help. There were 3 or 4 people stationed in the main thoroughfares helping people who look lost or confused. It was awesome! I don't know if there was a regional manager visiting, or Home Depot has turned over a new leaf- whatever it is, I was pleasantly surprised. I found what I needed in a timely and affordable fashion and my shopping experience was very pleasant. Kudos to you, Home Depot, kudos to you!
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