So those are some random pictures.
Very random.

yeah.

And dams, why doesn't your blog work?
Did you pull a josh and change the URL?

Job interview tomorrow morning at a web design company that a few guys from the church work at. I don't know anything about web design.....but if it's what is right for right now, it'll happen.

out.

P.S.

Sometime tomorrow when I have a few moments to think I'll try to write a good post.

Sam, Josh, and I are going to a mining museum today.

I'm not sure why..... I don't really love small dark spaces anyway.

sara groves-

this is my story, this is my song,
the theme of the story, I've heard for so long,
God has been faithful, he will be again,
His loving compassion, it knows no end,
all I have need of, his hand will provide,
He's always been faithful to me.

Gooooooooooood song.
very good.

Good night.
go look at the stars.

It's been a while since I got lost.

But I got lost today.

And now I need to sleep.

I drove pam to work last night at 11:00.
Then I came home and stayed up too late reading.
Then I visited dreamland.
Then I woke up at six thirty.
Then I picked pam up from work at seven.
Then I went to the skatepark with sam.
Then I dropped him off at grandmother's house.
Then I dropped als off at the mall.
Then I came home and edited for an hour.
Then I drove back to the mall and picked als up.
Then I ate lunch.
Then I drove pam to the ferry.
And I just got back.












]
I somehow feel like a cabbie.
And I'm tired.

the Red Army plays tonight.

GO REDS!

yeah, well, it's not like that will likely help them but hey, why not try.




Josh. On a bridge.
On a windy day.

random.
out.s

Sunday was a warm and sunny day.
Here's a few pictures.







.

Interesting things that have happened of late:

I played acoustic guitar on sunday.
I watched the oilers crush the sharks later that evening.
I can now walk without crutches. It hurts like crazy and I have a bit of a limp, but I'm so sick of crutches that the pain is really not too concerning.
I got a crazy punk-army-blazer-coat thing. it's sweet.
I'm going out now.

agnowlenomedria.

(that means out.)
((in the language I just now made up)

Beauty in the Broken-Starfield.

Good tunes.

Feeling very tired right about now.

Off to church.

And now it's time for a new post.

So.....

I have a pretty busy weekend.

Josh and I got a new/old acoustic guitar. it has a great semi-ghetto look, but it sounds really nice.

I'm teaching guitar now, as well as learning it (mostly at the request of my teacher), so I was teaching yesterday.

I got a sweet cane yesterday. I'll probably have it at NA because although I can walk without a cane or crutch or anything now, it's generally pretty painful, and I'm really unstable because the muscles haven't strengthened up enough yet, and because if I have to walk far, it begins to hurt even more.

Tonight is bowling.

Tomorrow has lots of things.

So.......

out.

OK. I'm trying again.

hahah; after all that I should have just dumped the whole photo library on here.



It's a very random selection.

I have a bunch of pictures to post but they're on the other computer......


ok. fine. I'll go get them.

........


They didn't work.

I'll try again in a few..

Well.
It's been a few days.
I haven't posted.
I was hardly at home for an hour yesterday, so I have a pretty good excuse.

I still don't know what to write.
Tonight is going to be busy.
I have a guitar lesson, josh has a soccer game, and then of course, 24 is on.
You can laugh at the fact that a tv show is such a necessity for the night, but it's the only one I consistently watch so and it's only on once a week so it's pretty much set in stone that I have to be home to watch it on monday.
I have to see how Jack dodges missiles with a passenger plane tonight.

I was also supposed to have physio today, but couldn't because there was no one that could give me a ride. believe me, I'm not sad about that either.

WELL YOU"RE NOT HARD COOOOOOORRRRE!!!!\\UNLESS YOU LIVE HARD COOOOOOORRREE!!!!!!
BUT THE LEGEND OF THE RENT WAS WAY HARD COOOOOOORRRREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!>

well, that was random.
ok.
I need to eat some food.

and one picturator to finish it off.

or not.
out.
pictures will come later.

I have to do a good post sometime, but my brain isn't working that well today, and nothing interesting has happened.

my three favorite russian words.
(and the only three I know)

1. Da
2. Danka
3. Tak Govorya

Sorry, no good post tonight.
I'm going to watch a National Geographic movie about sharks while I fall asleep.

Watson: So you didn't know that the earth rotates around the sun?

Sherlock: No, but now that I do I'll do my best to forget it.

I went to physiotherapy yesterday....they moved my foot. It was painful.
Because the splint that it was stuck in for 3 weeks had my foot pointed down, and not at a right angle with the ground, my foot was so stuck in that position that they couldn't push it to a right angle. It was crazy. But now with the crutches I can put put a tiny bit of weight on it. Well at least I could yesterday. Today it's so sore that I can't do very much. Hopefully I'll be able to walk by the time NA comes, but it's possible I might still need one crutch.

I'll try to do a good deep post later.

Here's a few guitars I wouldn't mind having.









If only they didn't cost money.

My sister's Yorkshire Terrier is sitting on my lap right now.
I've decidedly decided that I want a Bull Mastiff.
They're huge and fat and stupid and funny, and supposedly very nice dogs.

I was at starbucks tonight at a very encouraging meeting (not drinking coffee) and I saw one. from then on my mind was made up.

And I'll name him Fredrick.

out>

I've had a bunch of deep ideas swirling around in my head for the last 30 minutes.

for instance take this question:

what is light?

----------------------------

it's easy to brush it to the side and say, "well it's light obviously", but that is simply what we call it because we don't know what it really is. what is it's substance? how does it move?

or try shining a flashlight on your hand from about a foot away. when you turn it on, something is flying at your hand at the speed of light and crashing into it (notice it can't actually go through), and you don't feel a thing except possibly (if you're holding it a bit too close) a little heat.

but what if a baseball hit you in the gut while traveling at the speed of light? You'd have a perfectly round whole right through you and the ball wouldn't have slowed down too much. so what is different about light? size obviously and weight, but if you say that, then you are acknowledging light to be a particle, which is possible, but slightly far-fetched.

for instance, if light is a particle, and it is shooting out of the sun and out of light bulbs and everything else, what kind of particle is it, and how does it "shoot"? Is it the extreme heat that causes atoms to disconnect from their molecules? Is that the explanation for the heat we feel? Trillions of blazing hot (yet ridiculously miniscule) atoms crashing into our skin? That is certainly one explanation, but what about the sun and the stars? How could atoms that are shot out of the sun travel the hundreds of thousands of miles through ice cold space and reach earth still blazing hot? Again we can point out that the size and temperature of the sun is many times that of the coil in a light bulb, but probability stands against it. Even though the sun could torch those atoms until their electrons were orbiting the nucleus at incalculable speeds, and then I'm sure project them at a far higher speed, the distance is huge, and i doubt that they would still carry heat if they reached us at all. Although if they do reach us, I wonder if that's where dust comes from? all the little particles of light now burnt out.

But if we decide that the Particle Theory is off base, then what is light? Maybe it is a wave, like sound, except that it is such a high frequency that our ears can't detect it, but our eyes can see it? That would explain how it can travel vast distances through space and not be "extinguished" as it were, and anyone who has put their hand near a large sub woofer knows that sound can be detected by our sensory nerves, so why couldn't (at a far higher frequency) we perceive light waves with our eyes, and identify them as heat when they are in abundance?

But that is also nothing but speculation, with no (current) possible way of proving or disproving either theory. In fact maybe light is something that we haven't thought up yet, and perhaps maybe we never will, but when you look deep enough it makes you look up in amazement and wonder that He created the light, and knows it well.

outs.

you should see the stars tonight
how they shimmer shine so bright
against the black they look so white
coming down from such a height
to reach me now, reach me now

you should see the moon in the flight
cutting across the misty night
softly dancing in sunshine
reflections of this light
reach me now, you reach me now

and how could such a thing
shine its light on me
and make everything beautiful again

and you should feel the sun in the spring
coming out after a rain
suddenly all is green
sunshine on everything
i can feel it now, i feel you now

and how could such a thing
shine its light on me
and make everything beautiful

and you should hear the angels sing
all gathered round their king
more beautiful than you could dream
i've been quietly listening
you can hear 'em now, i hear em now

and how could such a king
shine His light on me
and make everything beautiful again.

David Crowder.

Thanks davie.

I'm tired.

GN!

I wish I was creative.






















.

Back to editing.




Sigur Ros.

Gong.

24 was good last night.

I'm tired this morning.

I'm going to edit.

Two weddings that need to be finished and shipped off this week,
then the Easter video begins.

tou.

Sorry, no good post tonight; I'm too tired.
This morning i woke up with the alarm (6:00), and Josh said that there wasn't much point in me coming early because I can't set up much with my foot anyway, so I closed my eyes and next thing I knew it was 9:00. Now I panicked because my mom didn't even know I was still home, and they were just about ready to leave, so I got ready in about ten minutes and left.

After later in the afternoon I rocked out at the church with a few other guys from the church. I'm reluctant to call it a band even though we fulfill the basic essence of what a band is, our piano player is like 13 (not as a diss, seriously he's incredible), our E guitar player is 16 (and fairly new to it), then I lead and play A guitar as well as E guitar (and I really am horrible at leading because I'm not used to it at all), then Josh plays drums (and rocks), and we have a 15 year old kid playing bass (and he also rocks.).

And alone we could all play great, but most of us have never played in a band so it's a learning experience. Last time we jammed it was horrible, but this time was sweet. We worked on Come You Saints off the Fuse cd. Next week we're probably going to learn either O Praise Him, or No One Like You, or both.

And now I am going to either read until some outrageous hour, or sleep.

GN>

since the boarding pictures went over well, and because I like posting pictures right now, and because since posting that one picture I'm having skateboarding withdrawal. here's some from the good old days when I was short. hahahaha.






















out.

Going to the USA tomorrow to pick up my dad.
Hopefully we'll have some random adventures on the way.

more random pictures.((_{??












I can't believe it's been over a year since I've been on a skateboard.
crazy.

Ok.

OUTS>

I just realized today that NA is pretty soon.
I haven't really thought of it at all since I registered in December or January or whenever it was.
It should be some good times. All I'm dreading is the travel.
A redeye flight with three plane changes. On crutches. ouch.


\I like pictures. Here are some more../






















The randomness.

Adam Clayton and the The Edge in the last one.
Unfortunately we have none of me as Bono.
And Josh takes a power stance in a Houston train, and uses the wheel chair method of transportation in the airport.





I was thinking about how sweet it would be to ride a wheelchair on one of those flat escalators that they have in airports that make you walk fast. At the end you would really shoot off it.

.

I shouldn't promote my upcoming (and unwritten) posts as being good, because that seems to be when you run out of time or just have a complete creative blank. Fortunately I'm not short on time, and so far I don't see the big "END OF CREATIVE FLOW" wall, so I appear to be in good shape.

Today was fairly laid back, and here are the highlights:

-Good reading time this morning.
-A few hours of editing weddings.
-Some song writing time.
-Some electric and acoustic guitar playing ( I wrote a little instrumental acoustic guitar song, but couldn't record it because I couldn't figure out how to use the recording software we have. so much for being good with technology.)
-Went to the music store and got a big multi-guitar stand because our room seems to be overflowing with guitars and Basses. (I guess overflowing is a bit of an exaggeration but we have one Electric, two Basses, and two Acoustics (mine and my pop's) but it seems like a lot when they're leaning up against walls everywhere.)
-Ate Pizza
-Posting and more editing.

That was basically what my day was like.
Our Soccer team lost last night.

haha.
that was random.
I wasn't laughing at the team.
they played well.
they just lost.
Josh had a wide open net at the end, jumped up and took a lunging kick at the ball and.......

I could feel the wind from the sidelines as he missed it completely.
Sorry josh.

You'll bury the next one.

Finally AJ scored.

But we lost anyhow.





































Hahahaha.

Random pictures.
I don't know how that last hoser got in there. hahah. He's in Louisville right now at Together for the Gospel.

Heading..

OUt.


P.S.

thinking about this this morning:

The Judge of all, judged by men,
God's own Son, the Spotless Lamb,
Beaten for my guilt and sin,
Torn that I might enter in,
He bore the wrath for all I've done,
I gain the righteousness He won,
The wonder of wonders forever will be,
That God came from Heaven to suffer for me.



Song of the week: (I thought I could never really enjoy listening to these guys) Relient K, When I go down.

goodnight.

Went to the doc.
No new news.
The crutches remain.


I'm going downstairs.
bye.

(I mean, for the purpose of signing off the way I always do, out)

I have a blog!

Restating the obvious can be very funny.

Today was an interesting sunday. I woke up a bit late (6:45am), then went to Tim Horten's for a bagel on the way to church. I arrived at the building and chilled out (that's unusual) while everyone else set up because I can't carry much with my crutches, until the sound board was out. When they finally got the Board out, I plugged everything in and then went and was hanging out on the stage when my dad walked up and said "So......you want to play electric guitar this morning?" I laughed and said sure, but I didn't think that he was serious until he came back and told me to hitch a ride home with my cousin Marty to get my guitar. It was cool, considering it was my first time ever playing in the band. Then we had a guest speaker named Bill Farley who spoke about God's passion to bless. One thing that stood out to me was when He talked out our generally inaccurate views of what God's blessing is. We tend to think of God's blessing as material things, when in fact His blessing is Himself. It's funny to think about how I could be the poorest, most sick, and most persecuted person in the world, but be blessed far more than some that lived comfortable lives. That's because trials bring us closer to God, they make us rely on Him with a trust that is much less easy to have when we are comfortable in our current position. It made me think about my ankle and how God is blessing my life through the injury. True I might not be able to walk on it for several months, but those are several months that I will be able to spend unfettered by a regular job and mostly at home where I'll have lots of time to spend with Him, and that is a blessing.

"The cross is the Mount Everest of God's blessing. All His other blessings are just mole hills in comparison"

Bill Farley
---------------------

out.

P.S.

"But the legend of the rent was WAY HARD COOORRRRRRRRRREEEE!!!!!!!!!"

"Now raise your goblet of rock."

School of Rock.

hahaha.

Big escalators are fun.

Not good at all.

This is how things stand: today I went to the doctor to see if my foot was broken.....it isn't broken, but it is a severe sprain, which needs to be immobilized for at least another week (meaning the splint and the crutches remain), and possibly for up to a month, before I can even begin to try to walk on it again. That's pretty bad, considering that it means I can't work for at least 4 weeks, and probably more realistically 6. And then as if that wasn't fun enough, the doctor and his students told me he was also referring me to some other doc because he thinks that I might have muscle damage which will need some repairing (meaning surgery).


There it is.

Ugly.

out.

I miss travelling

Maybe it's the warmer climes or maybe it's just breaking the normal routine.

out.

Good night, and Good luck.

watching it tonight.

A very good movie.

Directed and co-written by George Clooney.

Based on a true story about a news anchor in the fifties who spoke out against the Mcarthy trials.

Very good story, and a good message in the end about our motives for even watching TV.

out.

I CAN"T WAIT FOR THIS WEEKEND TO BE OVER!!!










I"M GOING CRAZY!!!!!!!




oh yeah, I forgot....I was always crazy, this week/weekend is just bringing it out.


out.

Still Crutching.

Easter Production to film tonight. I had to end up training an apprentice to shoot the moving shots because I'm gimped and can't get around much faster than a turtle who's torn his ACL. Then I have a wedding to shoot saturday. Then church on Sunday.
Then hopefully on monday I'll get back to the doc to see what's going on. I should have taken a picture of it when i took the splint off this morning. It was huge. Kind of like when Joby was blowing up those rubber gloves, except my foot isn't rubber.

It's crazy how hard it is to just get around. I don't really like it. for instance, if am in my room (in the basement), and I want to get something upstairs, it takes a good ten minutes. AAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


oh well. I have to chill today. I've been working it too hard.

outs.

Propped up.

Yesterday began as any typical day does with an early morning ride to work, 8 hours of work, and a warmer ride home in the afternoon. I played my guitar for a bit, as usual, went to a rehearsal for a wedding we're shooting saturday afternoon, and prepared for the first exhibition game of the soccer season. We were playing our arch nemesis team (the other team from our church) FC International, and it promised to have some intense action, and a very lopsided victory for FC Inter. The game began with an early goal by Danny Woelders for Inter, but then the Red Army began to fight back, controlling the ball and having some quality chances against Inter's goal keep Mike Woelders. As the first half was winding down I switched up to midfield from defense because Doug was getting tired out. being full of fresh energy I chased down Inter players and stole the ball, and passed and what not until about two minutes before halftime. I was chasing an Inter player who had the ball. The ball bounced up in the air and we both jumped and tried to kick it. As I was flying through the air, I seem to recall seeing my right foot go flying out from under me, then I hit the ground and heard "crack". That is never good to begin with, but it's often the pain that comes after which is really tough to deal with. So basically my ankle was messed up, and the prognosis on the field was that it was most likely a sprain, though later on when I went to thee hospital, someone said it's possible that it could be a break. After getting X-rayed and waiting a very (very) long time to see a doc, he basically said that he couldn't see an obvious break, but couldn't rule out the possibility of it, so he put a splint on me that runs from my toes to just below my knee, and told me to see another doctor today. I went to see that doctor this morning, and he basically said the same thing, thinking it was a sprain, but not ruling out the possibility of a break. He told me to prop it up lots this week to bring down the swelling, and to see him again in a week. He said if it's still really bad after a week, then he said he'll probably have to cast it whatever it is.


So there's a few things I have to work out now, like how long I'll have to be off work, and how I'm going to film a wedding reception by myself on Saturday night, and stuff like that.

But God is good, and unfortunate things like this don't change that at all. If anything I need to adjust my point of view to see that anything apart from hell is grace, and this isn't less than I deserve, it is in fact far more.

off to get some Ibuprofen.
out.

WHAT'S wrong WITH me.

I don't know why I haven't posted of late.
I've been commenting but posting never really entered my extreemly (haha) distracted brain.
I'm headed off to a rehearsal for Crossway Community Church's Easter play "The Look". www.whatsthelook.com.
It's our biggest production yet, with almost fifty actors/background people. I'm not really doing anything because I have to miss the first showing of it filming a wedding reception, then the second night I'm filming the play.

so I need to run.

check out the site.

Ba Ba Ti Ki Di Do.

sigur ros.

the EP.

.........

Actually I'm supposed to be fixing something for Als, so I won't post right now.

sor
e.

Summer is in the air.

I smell it coming....
haha.

Three good David Gray songs that I've been listening to:
Shine
Babylon
Please Forgive Me

He sounds very irish.
But he's from Wales.
not Ireland.

sorry that this is so short.
out
u u
tuo

mdg)).

my dream guitar.
I'm jealous davie.



custom made just for the hoser.
it's called "the crowdster".

dang.

p-a-n-a-s-o-n-i-c

that's the type of fone we have, and it's sitting right beside me right now.
I almost feel like writing a song about the phone just being there on the counter, not ringing or doing anything interesting...but I'm not going to.

I feel like finally I've caught up on sleep and recovered from snowboarding. It's a good feeling. haha. it's been a couple days of pain from the snowboarding, and a few weeks of sleep depravation, so it really does feel nice to be back to having some enerG. (that was lame, but it was a bit of a joke on the EmergenC that we had in el paso (which was supposed to make you healthy, but I was sick the whole time I was there.).).


Hmm.... I don't particularly know what else to write.

Ah yes, I have to find some kind of career and go to school for it, or else things aren't going to be very cool..
Here are some of the suggestions I've had so far:

Architect (crazy amount of schooling involved)
Mechanical Engineer (??)
Teacher (I would be bored way too fast)
Lawyer (I do happen to be good at arguing a point, but there's tons of school, and paperwork involved there too.)Jack Bauer's replacement on 24 (I think this one has the most going for it)
Forensic Scientist (gross I would think)
Flight Attendant (HAHAHAHA!!! actually I just made that one up for a good laugh...for myself.)
Rock Star (errrrr...."it's like this....RAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH.......and then raise your Goblet of Rock")
Film Director (most likely won't happen)



As you see, I'm in the doghouse so to speak.
More suggestions are always welcome.

A day in the life of a rhetorical question about whether or not flying squirrels really fly.

In case you were wondering (and if you read it I presume you are) the title has nothing to do with this post. and thank goodness too, because it would take me a year to write something that made sense about that.

Today my father and I went snowboarding/skiing.

I don't ski, he does.

He doesn't fall, I do.

I think I fell about ten times all day ( ok I'm minimizing it a bit-maybe twenty ) which was good for me considering that last time I fell about two hundred times. But he didn't fall once. Crazy.

I took a bunch of jumps and proceeded to have a full serving of snow up my nose, but I landed a few and was so stoked (I'm using snowboarder language because I feel like one right now) that I would fall about a hundred feet from where I landed, get another nose full of snow, then jump up with a rather large smile on my face and want to go back and do it again.

now i'm sore and tired.

and my arms feel really weak and floppy.

I don't know why.

What happened in old El Dusto.....

Well there were several things that happened.
We went to White Sands and pioneered a new form of having fun there.
We got ID'd almost every place we went.
We slept very little.
We filmed a wedding.
We danced (or try to) to a wide variety of musical styles.
We were almost both recruited to the local worship team.
And...

We got delayed in Dallas twice.


That's the short of it.

Internet is slow right now so I'll give more exact details later tonight or tomorrow.

Off to El Dusto

Won't be posting till Monday because (thankfully) I'll be somewhere warmer than Vancouver.


Au Revior.

Irish Folk Songs, Scotish Party Songs, Nandos, Pubs, and messed up films.

hanging out with Steven. I don't know why I always get the jobs that include walking on glass roofs. Not cool at all. But the movie will be.


Bjorn.

a new blogging name.

I found an icelandic name for myself.


Bjorn Patsson.


I have no idea what it means though.

It's funny how they do the names in Iceland. Like my last name would be Patsson because I'm Bjorn, Pat's son. then if I had a kid named Eustace, he would be Eustace Bjornsson. Hahahahahaha.

good fu.n.

One other funny thing I found-

sigurour is the most popular name for boys in Iceland, and the second most popular name for girls.

it would be really weird if people named their kids after themselves.

Sigur Sigursson.

Sounds like an Icelandic super hero.

Snow.

snow_ is_ cold.

ha.

I just found my old house on Google Earth.

I wonder what my name means in Icelandic.

An obligatory, and long awaited post.

I didn't say that the post was obligatory because I didn't want to post it, but because I really don't have two buckets full of time to spend writing it.

Now with that over...

This is what I've been up to_

I have previously shot down the band "Relient K" as a bunch of hosers imitating their secular soundalikes "Blink 182" but this week I learned their song "Who I Am Hates Who I've Been" and I'm kind of softening my former criticisms. I like the hectic punkish/popish style of guitar playing. fun stuff.

Work. Nothing interesting there.

El paso Next week. Thank goodness a break from this cold and rain. consider the forecast in Vancouver for today and tomorrow: Rain/snow with 70-90 kph winds. not nice weather at all. it makes one want to sleep in front of a fireplace all day. Personally I hope that it's 100 degrees there.

Sam says hi.
Kayla is ill.
Josh is working.
Pam is working.
Als is working.
Dad says he's working but he's probably having a meeting at Starbucks and I have a hard time calling that work. (joke).

Ok.

Should go.

Sam says he's tried really hard, but he can't be patient waiting for me to go play hide and seek with him.

outs/

a movie night.

Just watched the newest P and P, then Unbreakable. Both really good.
I was sick last night and only got about three hours of sleep before I had to get up at five, so today has been a very long day, and now I need to go sleep.

too little time.

sorry.
very.
indeed.

two lyttle tyme/

work/hockey/band/music/stuff

the title tels all of it. so busy.

gone.s

gone to the usa today. to shop. i don't really like to shop. but oh well. have to do it sometimes.

oh_ finally.

Ok, so this is the long awaited post that I've long been waiting to write.
ummmm......well. The Canadian hoser hockey team finally won another game. It was a close one there at the end, but we pulled through in the end.

I'm eating Ketchup Chips. I don't think there are any in the US. Thankfully we have them here in Canadananada.
It was
a little bit
snowy this morning.
Nothing really stuck on the ground.
It was almost more like rain, but I like it anyways.


Hello, Hello.
Olla.
I'm in a place called vertigo.

I felt like quoting that one even though I haven't listened to it in forever.



I'VE been fairly busy of late which is why I've been unable to post. I've barely even been able to get on the computer. It's crazy because I had a long weekend and I've been home a lot, but have hardly managed to get within ten feet of the comp. crazy.t

Aigh.t I shouldst go. now.


finally a post. I was almost feeling bad.

Thinking of getting a new name for commenting. Some options: Heath.

That's just because Ben is getting old, and Nate is against the rules.

out.s



by.e

I won't.

I won't post about the big adventure because Als said she was going to tell the tale.

Ahh. I just whacked the side of my head on the fireplace mantle a few minutes ago and everything is still spinning. I hope I don't get memory loss...I'm absent minded enough as things are.

There's a big lump there now.

Has anything life changing happened to anyone else in say...the last three days?
Because I've been slightly on the short end of interesting happenings.

But I finally found an idea of what to do in college, so that's nice.
I'll leave it to all of you to guess what. haha.
Don't tell them Als, or all of your chick flicks will disappear.....that goes for you too Pam.


Off to get advil.



I'll fly away,
Oh, glory,
I'll fly away.
When I die hallelujah by and by,
I'll fly away.

_ jars version.

Two hops and a skip away from a big squishy chair.

I have nothing interesting to say. It's horrible!!!!! nothing interesting, nothing exciting, nothing shocking....I guess that's nothing new.

I have a finger that's bleeding all over the place.
Better go make it stop.
I was cutting a box the other day, slipped, the knife went swish, and I cut my wrist about half an inch from the vein. Scary. I was a bit concerned. Not so bad anymore though. Everybody at work thought I was suicidal. It took a while to convince them otherwise. haha.

ok.

outs.

I spent the last two hours playing dad's guitar........


Jealousy rises within me.


I want one right now.


hahaha.

joking.

but wow it's a lot nicer than myne.

the tone is so full and sweet.

Ahhhh........


I'm going to go play it some more.

HAHA!.

Application for Birth.

I need to get a new birth certificate so I can come to the US in March. The sheet that I had to fill out says "Application for Birth". It's pretty cool. If I messed it up, I might end up being someone else.....Ben Sczebel perhaps..... hahahaha. It's funny.

I came upon some other olde (ha) writings in a hymn book that I have...well actually my dad and I share it....it was printed 120 years ago this past January in London, and now it's falling apart, but it's stocked with great stuff. I sometimes just sit down and read large portions of it just because I like the way they worded things.

This particular hymn was written by Horatio Bonar.

(_I preserved the Olde English here because it's a billion gazzillion times better than how we talk now_)

Thy way not mine, O Lord,
However dark it be,
Lead me by Thine own hand,
Choose out the path for me.

Smooth let it be, or rough,
It still will be the best,
Winding or straight it leads,
Right onward to Your rest.

I dare not choose my lot,
I would not if I might,
Choose Thou for me, my God,
So I shall walk aright.

Lord, take my cup and it,
With joy or sorrow fill,
As best to Thee may seem,
Choose Thou my good and ill.

Choose Thou for me my friends,
My sickness and my health,
Choose Thou my cares for me,
My poverty or wealth.

Not mine, not mine the choice,
In all things great or small,
Be Thou my Guide, and Strength,
My Wisdom, and my all.



In ALL things great or small. That's what convicted me. I (think that I) leave the big things up to God, and try to work out the little details on my own. Unfortunately that doesn't work because being sinful, I would never choose the right option, which shows that it really is God still working out the details, because I would be in a scary place if it truly was left to me. And I love how suspicious Horatio is of his heart. He says "I dare not choose my lot, I would not if I might.". Basically he's saying that even if he had the option of being able to direct ever part of his life, he wouldn't dare take that option because He knew (though apparently I don't) that he would quickly go astray. Ahh. Horatio. Good thoughts old boy. Cheerio, Chow and the whole rest of it.

out.

What is gnorw with my blog?? It won't allow me to go to the comments page. Considering there's no comments on it I'm assuming that no one else can get there either.

So now i'm posting to amend that problem.
Hopefully.

I led worship at youth on friday. It was good.....I had four hours notice. It was also my first time. \haha. nothing else to say.

On Saturday Josh and I almost died and went deaf while trying to see all the cool stuff in Vancouver.

Today was church, super bowl, street hockey one-on-one (which I won of course, hahahaha, jeremy hangs his head in shame), and now I'm trying to fix my blog problem.

o. u. t. s.

What is gnorw with my blog?? It won't allow me to go to the comments page. Considering there's no comments on it I'm assuming that no one else can get there either.

So now i'm posting to amend that problem.
Hopefully.

I led worship at youth on friday. It was good.....I had four hours notice. It was also my first time. \haha. nothing else to say.

On Saturday Josh and I almost died and went deaf while trying to see all the cool stuff in Vancouver.

Today was church, super bowl, street hockey one-on-one (which I won of course, hahahaha, jeremy hangs his head in shame), and now I'm trying to fix my blog problem.

o. u. t. s.

What is gnorw with my blog?? It won't allow me to go to the comments page. Considering there's no comments on it I'm assuming that no one else can get there either.

So now i'm posting to amend that problem.
Hopefully.

I led worship at youth on friday. It was good.....I had four hours notice. It was also my first time. \haha. nothing else to say.

On Saturday Josh and I almost died and went deaf while trying to see all the cool stuff in Vancouver.

Today was church, super bowl, street hockey one-on-one (which I won of course, hahahaha, jeremy hangs his head in shame), and now I'm trying to fix my blog problem.

o. u. t. s.

I like this.

I was reading a book called "Contemplations" by Augustus Toplady, and I came upon this little thing at the end.
Before the poem is a little info that he wrote about it.

The following Poetic Essay, was originally inserted in the London Magazine, for March, 1756. It was composed when the writer was fifteen years and twenty-one days old. This was before he had any gracious knowledge of the truth.

To a Friend, asking what God was.

Is there a man whose daring hand,
Can number every grain of sand?
Can count the drops that fill the sea?
And tell how many stars there be?
Who shall presume to comprehend,
Infinity, that knows no end?
Who shall set bounds to boundless power,
Restrain Omnipotence, or lower,
Eternity to one poor hour?
Who shall disclose the Maker's plan,
Or dare His secret will to scan?
Shall feeble, short-lived, sinful man?
Believe me friend, thou canst no more,
The vast designs of God explore,
Than Thy short arm can reach the sky,
Or turn the spacious ocean dry.
None but perfection such as His,
Can know the Almighty as He is,
His searchless glory can't be brought,
Adapted to a moral's thought,
His majesty we can't discern,
His attributes we cannot learn,
Till He removes this earthly glass,
And shows His glory face to face.
Vain is the wisdom, vain the skill,
That strives to take away the veil,
That searches every mystery,
While clouded with morality.
God is a theme too great for thought,
An awful something, who knows what?
Be silent, and submit to show,
Respect what thou can'st not know,
Remember what thou art and fear,
This unknown witness, always near.
Search not into His deep decree,
The subject's too refined for thee,
Thou must not ask, nor wish to see.
Cast each presumptuous doubt away,
Consider thou art best but clay,
Whose only province is to obey.

Augustus Toplady

tuesday nov. 23, 1755.

I find it funny that when he wrote the little header piece he didn't say that he was the writer.
Fifteen. That's crazy. I couldn't rhyme two lines together when I was fifteen. Very good though.

I should have posted before now, but...

Whenever I go on the computer for any length of time I check some blogs and comment. The only problem is that I forget to actually post on my blog, which is why I had that last extremely lame post up for too long.

The other problem is that I have to wake up at 5:00 tomorrow, so I need to sleep really soon.

So I'll do a real post after work tomorrow.

%.

I have no comment about Josh's post about boarding today.

σut.

Some by me, some by others who've been dead for a few hundred years-

No wrath that I can share,
For you have borne it all,
Suffered each grief and care,
To save me from my fall,
And on Your thorn-crowned head,
And on Your sinless soul,
My sin and all it's guilt was laid,
That You might make me whole.

In perfect love You died,
For me! You died for me,
The Lamb's one precious sacrifice,
That sets the guilty free,
So in each time of need,
Before Your holy throne,
Your works, O Lamb of God, I'll plead,
Your merits not my own.

I like it. Probably because it has other people's thoughts in there. I don't think I've ever really liked anything that I've written all the way through. I like bits and pieces, but not the whole thing. That's why I like co-writing. Co-Writing with dead people is good too. Except that they need to work on giving input. Even if you trash their work, they don't say anything......

ok, that's probably a good thing.

I wouldn't want Isaac Watts coming after me.

haha.

YOUR WORKS!!!!

NOT MINE!!!!!

YOUR MERITS!!!!

ahh. I love that. that's one of the parts I didn't write. thank goodness too, because I would have been overly proud of it, and then the goodness of it would be greatly lessened.

Friday tomorrow,

an early morning, but it's the end of the week so I don't kare.

goodnight.

Tooooooooomorrow, I love ya!

I didn't watch that movie.....ever......really........ok I might have.......but it was a long time ago.
I'm getting up to take my Dad to the airport tomorrow morning BEFORE work, meaning I will get up at three thirty or some insane time like that, drive with him there, drop him off, the drive back to work. It will be killer fun.

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, you heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Another day to (attempt) to bring Him glory.

CHOCOLATE MILK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'd rather fly.

I tried to make wings. Not many years ago. Maybe two. For any Eteamers who happen to recall Marty's house where the barbecue and sundae night was held, you might remember a large shed in the corner of the backyard. I made wings. And I jumped off the shed. My feet began hurting soon afterwards. Never give up, I said, and attempted the feat a few more times. It was fun in a sort of painful way. I knew it would never work, but it was nice to now be able to say that I've tried. That must be why my knee is so gimped.

I think I'm going to resurrect the experiments on wireless electricity. I give up far too easily to ever create something good.

out.

A good day.

I passed a drivers test today. B.C. has dumb driving laws, and I wasn't able to drive all that much. Now I can drive all I want. Niceness. After that I drove down to work and had a nice short day. Sweet.

In the words of Russel James Miles Bergman-Oh Bother.

I had to take the bus home from work. It took longer to come than I expected. Then I got off a couple of stops too early because I was thinking about something in my head, and not really thinking about reality, which is something I do sometimes. So then it was a decision between waiting an hour for another bus or walking three times as far as I would have normally had to. I chose walking, so I set off down the street saying such things like "Why are you so stupid?" and "Idiot!" and "Hoser!" and such things. But it was more in a joking mood than in a angry mood. I was actually quite chipper. But I don't want to do it again in the near future.

out.

A 30 second trip to the USA.

On saturday Josh and I went for a random drive hoping to find some randomly interesting thing. We headed to one of our favourite routes-0 Avenue. 0 Avenue is the street that runs directly beside the border into the US. There's no fence, because most of the time there's just forest on the US side, but we went further along then we usually do, and we came to a spot where there was a US road, a ditch, then the Canadian road that we were driving on. The american road was paved different. It had a mph speed limit. There were little farm houses with American flags on one side, and there were little houses without Canadian flags (we're not quite as patriotic.) on our side. Being rather intrigued, we puller over. We decided that we would run, jump the ditch, and take a picture of each of us on the other side. It was a bit intense. We were a bit worried that some border patrollers might jump out of the water in the ditch, shoot us with some tranquilizer darts, and that we'd wake up in an American prison.









Some random pics of a random trip.

26 days of rain.

If it rains for two more days we'll break a record that has held since the early fifties. It has rained for 26 straight days. Every day. In North Vancouver there are suburbs on evacuation alert because they are built on a hillside that might decide to turn into mud any time. It's strange. Maybe it's how long I've lived here, but I really like the rain. Every morning when I go into work it's raining (really hard), then when I get off it's raining. If we do break the record, I think I'm going to start celebrating the 29th day as a random Vancouver holiday. I'm going to call it Rain Day.

Out.

A slight bit of creepishness.

I just finished watching the movie titled "The Others". Creepy. It was actually really well made, and the acting was great, and although I'm not a huge fan of creepy ghost movies, I thought this one was pretty good.

Well, another day tomorrow, another 5:20 morning, a Canucks game (and hopefully some pizza to go along with it) in the evening, then the weekend. I like the weekend. It makes me laugh to think that I should still be a student with half a year of school left, and tests, and exams, and homework to do. Another funny thing that I just thought of was that I think I learned more in grade 5 then I did in all of highschool. At least in terms of usefulness that is. In highschool they just repeat the things you already knew with small variations.

Dang! I have an fairly intense pain in my right leg right now. I don't really know what it is, it just came suddenly. Owww!!!! It feels like a muscle cramp except that it's not going away and it's running all the way down my leg. Actually it aches more than a muscle cramp. Cramps are more of a sharp pain that comes and goes quickly. This is more dull and achy.

oh well.

I'm going ot peels.

Listening to Sigur Ros-Rokklagi> / The Rock Song [Live in Reykjavik 1999]

Sweet.

I think you can download it free from their website.

Scales.

I just had a guitar lesson tonight, and I am going to try to be more disciplined in practicing scales. I hate scales. It's not that I dislike what you can do with them, but to just go up and down monotonously drives me half insane. Oh yeah, I'm already half insane. So if you add another half of insanity, that makes me go completely insane while doing scales. I was just doing them for the last half hour. After a while I don't think at all, and it's just my fingers moving, and my brain trying to drive the noise away. But I'm horribly undisciplined when it comes to practicing what I should practice, so I'm going to fight through it.

hahaha.

Tomorrow will start at 5:30, so I'm going to head off to dreamland. Then after work.......-........more scales.

goodnight.

The Man in Black

Man In Black - Johnny Cash

Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a victim of the times.

I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.

Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.

I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.

And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen' that we all were on their side.

Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.

All right Johnny.
Sweet.

Ok, who likes Johnny Cash's music?
I've heard some don't like it, but I can't understand that.HAHA.

He has a hymns CD out.
It was his last before he died.
All the songs sound the same, but it's good.

I keep forgetting that I've already checked my email. I've checked three times while I've been on the computer. Not because i'm expecting emails, but I keep forgetting that I've already checked.

What a hoser.

I make time to post on other blogs, just not my own.

HOSER!!!!!!!!!

Think of an army guy yelling and pointing his finger at me. Not a Canadian Army guy though, because Canada has no army.

Why don't you USAers just take us over. Less hassle with conversions and borders.

As long as we could still be Canadians though.
I don't mind being in the US as long as I'm still a hoser.

out.

I had a bad morning.

I woke up and painfully turned over to see the alarm clock.....

7:20.

My brain took a few moments to figure it out.

7:30.....wasn't I supposed to be at work at 6:00?

........AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah. Badness. Lets just say that I woke up at 7:20 and was at work by 7:30.
I didn't eat breakfast. And I couldn't eat anything all day because I had a blood test after work.
So I didn't eat anything for 20 hours straight. So I was hungry. And because I was late I didn't take any breaks. So the day seemed to take a long time.

But it was a good day.


hahaha.

goodnight.

it's a new year.

Yes, 2006 is finally here. 2005 has officially been kicked out of the office that it dominated for, well, the last year, and has been replaced by a newer model. I'm not generally one who cares much about the New Year, because I'm really not one who thinks about it. Usually when this time of year comes and goes I think very little about the fact, which sometimes leads to what happened tonight at my cousin marty's house as it became 2006:

Marty-well, now it's 2006.
Joe-what?......I thought it was 2007.

yeah. I don't pay much attention. and it really doesn't help that all the car companies put out commercials that show "2006" cars before 2006 even comes around. hosers. So because there's 2006 cars driving around in Vancouver, I thought that at the new year it would be 2007. dumb or dumber? I can't decide.

But because I have a blog, and because I haven't done any well thought out posts on it lately, I think I'll try to think about it a little this year, and write down what I think. Hopefully it won't be frightening. haha.



I guess the place to start would be a quick look back on 2005.
First of all, as often as I hear it, and as often as I think of it, I'm still amazed that Christ would die for me. And then not only that, but that He would guide me all the way home. Looking back, it is incredible to see that sure 2005 had it's bumpy patches, but through thick and thin, even when I gave up, Christ never let go. Not only did He not let go, but he used my occasional letting go as an example to further prove His strength. His love inspires my will. If I was following something that had no desire to guide me, then my will to follow would be greatly lessened. But the fact that I know (and He has proven) that He has a far greater will to guide me even than mine to follow Him, that creates a greater desire to follow. I love to look back and see that. It's like walking up the stairs of a skyscraper. every few floors you turn and look out the window and every time you see a bit more of the city. You know you've been there, but you couldn't see it all until you got further up. And when you see it it turns your attention to what is more important than what you were doing when you were there.

Hmmmm....let's see. other good 2005 things....ok. here's a few.

1. Virginia trip in february. Good times. Andrew, Peter John, the metro, spaghetti at 4:00am, Worship God Live, Steven, Duke, White Lip, the cattle, Rope, Attachment, Steven Altrogges, really grossly seasoned fries, and Covenant Life. Yeah, good times definitely.

2. Vacation on Vancouver Island. Also good times. Two weeks of blowin' cash on golf and hanging with the family.

3. Soccer. I probably shouldn't mention this. It wasn't life changing or anything. But i sure enjoyed the season even though we didn't win a single game, and I can't wait till next season.

4. The Eteam. I decided before I got to this point that I wouldn't go into details about all the crazy/good things that happened while you hosers were here because they have been stated on this blog before, and it would take a long time to recite them again. Basically I'll let it suffice to say that I've had few weeks in my life that would rival that one. few. not none. just so you don't all think I've never done anything. the VA trip might have been another. But it's harder to have weeks like that without even leaving town. AH I can't leave without at least pulling one joke from the grave-HOLY CREPE!!!!!

5. CrossWay Cup. THE YOUNG PEOPLE FINALLY WON!!!!!!!!!!!!! And despite having several breakaways and good chances I failed to score. DANG!!!! hahaha. there's always next year.

6. Forgot to mention this earlier, but graduating high school was cool too. Wasn't a major deal though. Mostly all I cared about was passing my French final. With that out of the way it was smooth sailing.

That's not all, nor even most of the interesting things that came about this year, but that's as far as my brain is willing to go right about now.



now for 2006.

I don't make New Year's Resolutions. I don't think I ever had. Mostly because even though I try not to be, deep down I'm wretchedly cynical and I don't think that anyone who ever made a NYR ever actually went through with it.
But things I'd like to do this year, and things already planned are:

1. New Attitude. Already registered. will be incredible.

2. El Paso in march. Tickets booked. But it's all business. hahaha. well hopefully I'll at least get to go to Chico's Tacos. and maybe Chick Fila.

3. Possibly filming a Live CD/DVD for cousin Greg Sczebel in March as well. Who knows, nothing set in stone yet.

4. I want to go to Ireland. If I get a big raise (unlikely) Maybe I'll get a ticket and go there for like three days.

5. All you Floridians know if I could get down south I would. we'll see.

6. Need a car.

7. I don't know what to put here. I just wanted 7 points. hahahaha.

8. Want to write a screenplay and make a full length film.

9. Want to write a really long poem. REALLY long. Like 20 pages. About the history of redemption.


once again not an exhaustive list, but those are some of the main ones that quickly jump to mind.

A few shout outs-

eerrrrr.... maybe not. It's too late. hahahahaha.


well Happy New Year.

And Goodnight.

Or Good morning I guess.

out.