Thursday, October 30, 2008
Write a Letter for Congo... PLEASE!!!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Congo
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Oh No. A Christian Song About Britney.
britney im sorry for this cruel cruel world
we sell the beauty but destroy the girl
britney im sorry for your broken heart
we stood aside and watched you fall apart
im sorry we told you fame would fill you up
and money moves the man so drink the cup
Thursday, October 23, 2008
The Jungle Book First-Grader in Edina
The other week, I acquiesced my younger sister’s request to serve as her substitute as a kids ministry leader at church. Along with another guy, she leads a small group of first grade boys every week. Now, working with kids isn’t exactly a “gift” of mine. Although, I am pretty talented at babysitting children while they are asleep. It’s a tough job, but I have that one down. Regardless, I took on this group of boys for the night.
The curriculum that night was about fear, and how to trust in God to overcome our fears or something along those lines. So after viewing a lively competition of “Leader Fear Factor,” which consisted of frightening competitions such as “who can drink a McDonald’s Happy Meal the quickest,” we sat the boys down for discussion time. The other leader asked the kids to tell us one thing they are afraid of. Their responses were fairly typical.
“I’m afraid of sitting on Ben’s head (or something),” said one boy (editor’s note, his friend’s name was Ben). Another boy quipped, “I’m afraid of the dark,” and yet another was afraid of “gross stuff.” Then it was Ben’s turn. My co-leader turned to Ben, “Ben, what are you afraid of?"
Ben: “Um, one time, during the dry season, in Africa, I was walking over the bridge of Victoria Falls, and I looked down and it was high and I almost fell off. Well I really didn’t almost fall off but kind of. And then also, I’m afraid of having a hippo charge after me, because hippos are big. One time, in Africa a hippo almost ran towards us.”
My co-leader looks at me with a sort of, perplexed awe. “Okay, well yeah, those things are scary, (pause) during the dry season.”
Man, this kid has more experience than me, and he’s only six. He's like, the kid from the Jungle Book (editor's note: yes, I realize that didn't take place in Africa. You get the point.).
Apparently, to experience real adventure, I need to spend more time in Africa; during the dry season of course. I just did not expect to learn this from a first grader in Edina. Yet another lesson in not judging a book by it's cover.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
New Time Lows, Delivered Straight to my Mailbox
Today I received a political ad in the mail that deeply disturbed me. The ad is sponsored and was produced by the MN GOP and I have attached it for your reference. I may have voted Republican in the past, but the absolute lack of ethics that went into the creation of this mailer has persuaded me once and for all to definitely not vote Republican in this election. I am ashamed of your party for allowing this piece of direct mail.
Personally, I would ask that for the sake of the reputation and integrity of your party, you immediately revoke this ad from circulation.
Thank you for reading about my concerns.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Slavery
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
A Note to My Hair
Get a grip.
You really need to have more emotional control. Going crazy with just a hint of sucky weather is a sign of weakness. Shape up, or I will burn you more often with a 450 degree curling iron.
Love,
Me
P.S. I'm going to see Michelle Obama speak this afternoon. Score!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
The Good and the Bad, Live from Mpls
Thursday, October 9, 2008
FINANCIAL THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
If you had purchased $1,000.00 of Delta Air Lines stock one year ago you would have $49.00 left. With Enron, you would have had $16.50 left of the original $1,000.00. With WorldCom, you would have had less than $5.00 left.
But, if you had purchased $1,000.00 worth of beer one year ago, drank all of the beer, then turned in the cans for the aluminum recycling REFUND, you would have $214.00 cash. Based on the above, the best current investment advice is to drink heavily and recycle. - It's called the 401-Keg.
A recent study found the average American walks about 900 miles a year. Another study found Americans drink, on the average, 22 gallons of alcohol a year. That means, on average, Americans get about 41 miles to the gallon. Makes You Proud To Be An American!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Awesome News Site. Seriously! Not Another Sucky Source Like CNN
Sunday, October 5, 2008
26.2 Miles of Joy
Well their early-morning efforts paid off, because they finished the Twin Cities Marathon this morning. I saw them running, and they didn't even look like they were about to die! Amazing.
Going to the Twin Cities Marathon (to watch, of course) is rather exciting, for it provides an atmosphere equipped with peppy bands, running Uncle Sams or ballerinas, rowdy fans and Medtronic-provided blow up clappy thingys (for free!). I love the sequence of emotions I go through when watching a marathon - it's the same every time. When I first arrive, I get caught up in the excitement. Naturally, it's excitement perpetuated by the first runners who pass me by; an energetic, toned group, effortlessly breezing through their 22nd mile. "Man," I think, "I really should do this next year, it looks like fun!"
However, 45 minutes later, I'm always swearing off that possibility.
Mainly because as time goes on, the super-human runners are replaced with normal beings, who at 22 miles, look like their muscles have turned to noodles, and they are about to breath their last. This group either walking or doing that like, limp run thing. At this point I think, "Man, this looks like hell, something I never want to attempt." In pity, I bang together my clappers and shout, "You can do it, you've trained so hard! I could never do this!" I don't think that cheers are encouraging the runners at this point. I only received one thumbs up for my cheers, and that was from a walker (who had given up the pain of running) wearing a Barack Obama shirt. He most likely gave me a thumbs up because I didn't heartlessly tell him to keep going, rather, I yelled "Go Barack Obama!" It was genuine.
Anyway I have to go do homework now and stop writing about this. But the point it, marathons are fun to watch, and do not look like fun to run. Congratulations though, to my dad and sister and many others who finished today's 26.2-mile run of joy. There's nothing you can't do!
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Straight Talk from "Say it Ain't so Joe" Biden
Favorite quote from Thursday's debate, from Joe Biden:
"Vice President Cheney has been the most dangerous vice president we’ve had probably in American history. The idea he doesn’t realize that Article I of the Constitution defines the role of the vice president of the United States, that’s the Executive Branch. He works in the Executive Branch. He should understand that. Everyone should understand that. [..] The idea he’s part of the Legislative Branch is a bizarre notion invented by Cheney to aggrandize the power of a unitary executive and look where it has gotten us. It has been very dangerous."
Say it ain't so Joe!!! Haha, that's so great.
Sorry to get all political on ya, but it's the nature of the season. Also, check out this star-studded voting video if you get a chance
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Good Enough
A scenario in my class yesterday:
Professor: Does anyone have any ideas on what the advantages to using radio as a method of communication in development would be?
20 second silence from the class.
Finally, I decide to speak up.
Me: Well it can be interactive.
Professor: (pause). Good enough.
What? Good enough?? No wonder no one speaking up in class! I don’t think I’ve ever received a “good enough” comment from a teacher before. Most of them have at least been generous enough to spare the “that’s an interesting insight, are there any others?” line.
Good enough. Hmph. Plus, I would like to add, my answer was actually valid!! I mean, he obviously hasn’t listened to Dave Ryan in the Morning enough. Group Therapy, War of the Roses?? Extremely interactive. So there, now who’s “good enough.” ME.