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Finding Inspiration
I have always had this dream…. that someday I would be this great song writer/muscian. I don’t really feel like a have that great of a voice so that was never part of the dream to sing but ehhh.
I first started playing the guitar about 3 years ago out of a crazy whim, also there was only one other person to lead worship for my Youth group, so I wanted to help. So at first it was exciting, I was playing everyday 2 or 3 hours just trying to master certain chords. It continued like that until I finished college.
Now I have always been a writer. I love to write. I wouldn’t say that I am exceptional at it but I can hold my own. So within those first two years I felt like I was writing and playing, creative juices were flowing. But now I just can seem to find that edge, that appeal of melodies/words… I try to find inspiration in different types of music, artist that I respect lyrically/muscianship but I feel so unmotivated.
Perhaps it is just a stage… and I will find my niche again, somehow, somewhere…
How/where do you find your inspiriation?
SUPER FRIES!!!
So after much deliberation about what to eat for lunch, I decided to meander down the street to “Great Western Burrito” a.k.a “Alberto’s” off of Front Street by the Ramada Inn. Can I just tell you how pleased I am that I went there. So mid-meander I just start craving carne asada fries, so the meander moves to a brisky skip to my lue if you will. All the while whistling “Thinking of You” by the Umbrellas (good group, give em a listenin too). So I approach the window, ding the bell and wait in anticipation. IN my inability to focus I do notice something below Carne Asada Fries on the menu, SUPER FRIES!! What the freak? What the hell are Super Fries? SO I ask, and she says to me so eloquently, “Es Fries, Carne Asada, Sour Crem y Guacamole y Chees”. I think to myself “Man you had me Super Fries”. So I say, “That sounds good I think I will have that”. So I wait and I wait, wait a little bit longer, then I see her motion for me to come over and she asked me if I wanted anything to drink because it had taken so long. So I say “hells yah I do, make it a Jamaica”. Maybe not like that but I was pretty stoked. I took a drink and wow my taste buds were swimming in goodness. Finally my food comes and I make my trek back to work. By this time I am just ready to rip into this motha. I open it and it was seriuosly the most glorious meeting. (other than that with my wife) Got a fork and chowed down. SOoooooooo GOOD!
I highly recommend if you have no been. But with that there is a disclaimer: You have to block out like 3 hours for later.
I enjoyed and hope someday you will too!
Monday’s Scattered Thoughts
I am starting a new monday edition of: Scattered Thoughts, unconclusive, most often then not inconsequential jibber jabber.
So withouth further ado:
Last week I was coming out of my office building when I noticed a car that was parked in the handicap zone, not uncommmon right? Well I would have normally just passed by it with out any thought or should I say judgment. Obviously this car had the handicap card swinging from its rearview mirror. But it struck me as odd because this car was not just any car. It was a corvette. So I presume you are all asking what my point is. Well considering the corvette is not the easiest of cars to get in and out of and not to mention lacks room for passengers to sit comfortably, as it was constructed right? So do you see my point? Wouldn’t you think that if someone has a handicap stickermabob that they would require them to have a car to get in and out of.
I say all of this with the understanding that you can pretty much get a handicap sticker for about anything. But still it just bothered me. I’m sure it still will when I see that car just parked there.
Monday’s Scattered Thoughts
I am starting a new monday edition of: Scattered Thoughts, unconclusive, most often then not inconsequential jibber jabber.
So withouth further ado:
Last week I was coming out of my office building when I noticed a car that was parked in the handicap zone, not uncommmon right? Well I would have normally just passed by it with out any thought or should I say judgment. Obviously this car had the handicap card swinging from its rearview mirror. But it struck me as odd because this car was not just any car. It was a corvette. So I presume you are all asking what my point is. Well considering the corvette is not the easiest of cars to get in and out of and not to mention lacks room for passengers to sit comfortably, as it was constructed right? So do you see my point? Wouldn’t you think that if someone has a handicap stickermabob that they would require them to have a car to get in and out of.
I say all of this with the understanding that you can pretty much get a handicap sticker for about anything. But still it just bothered me. I’m sure it still will when I see that car just parked there.
Halo for all, and to all a halo night!
Friday night it was on! I call my buddy Alex and see what his plans are for the friday night. He mentioned a Halo night and from there it was on til the break of dawn, litteraly. From about 8:30PM to 2:30 AM it was an all out halo extravaganza. Can’t tell you how much fun that was. We had one guy bring his projector to get the larger screen, Amazazing. It took me back to my college years (it wasn’t that long ago but it took me back). I can’t wait for another halo night.
Nick Thune
Check this guy out! Jami and I saw his comedy special a couple of weeks ago. Freakin Hilarious!
Ode to the Coffee on my desk!
How easily you pour into my life!
The sweet aroma that fills my senses.
Alas you wake me from my sleepless strife
I feel the warmth of your incandescence.
You are faithful to greet me each morning
I am addicted to your beany brew
The caffinated goodness you provide
stimulation for the work that is due
How you tempt me with your sweet mixture
A splendid subsitute that inspires me
to capture your goodness with a picture
I’ll carry you with me for all to see
You may lose your warmth but do not fret
I’ll keep you close, for on my desk you’ll set
Congested with a side of blah
So starting on Thursday of last week, I got sick. At first I thought it was going to be one of those “One Day” colds that I always get but once Friday hit, I couldn’t even function properly. I would sit at my computer screen and just start tearin up cause there was so much sinus pressure. Anywho Friday finally ended and I couldn’t sleep a wink. Not only because I was sick but I forgot to put air in the Jeep tire and Jami was going to be driving it the next morning. SO for 2 hours I debated leaving to go fill the tire up with some air and get gas. So at 1AM I finally decide to go do it.
Saturday I felt suprisingly better considering I only got like 7 hours of sleep. I drove down to San Diego to meet my parents at Mission Center Drive for breakfast and to swap cars. Thats right no more Toyota Tacoma (we had some good times), it was the best car and it took me wherever I needed to go. Live long and prosper. But now I have a car that get 28-30 mpg. WOOOO FREEKIN HOOOO! Now if I could only get rid of our crap jeep.
Sunday was good, I enjoyed our guest speaker and what he had to encourage us with. I also helped Alex in the back, its not much but I feel it is one last thing for him not to do, and I am glad I can help.
I am a blessed man despite still being sick.
Shoe Fanatic!
I love shoes! 18 pairs and counting. I know ridiculous right? Funny thing is I just got rid of about 5 pairs. Last night I decided to make a trek over to Ross after dropping Jami off at work. So I perused the aisle knowing full well I was there to look at the shoes. I was in heaven!
First pair I noticed: A pair of Vans slip ons (all time favorite shoe, I got pictures to prove it) Black with dots and red on the back heal. Sweet Pair of shoes. $15!! These shoes usually run 30-50 bucks. SO there is my justification.
Second pair I noticed: After looking down the aisle I notice this pair at the bottom. It’s like it was fate J/K. But still I look at them and think to myself,”these are sweet but how much are they?” Well to my suprise they were on clearence for…. $10. I got a pair of grey New Balance running shoes for 10 Bucks! Crazy…. I love shoes. Call me materialistic, call me what you will. But I just love the feeling of a new pair of shoes.
Come over I will show you my collection. Pictures to come!
