Something to do with 'Arpeggio'?

I've been investigating some things lately. "Secret: Agent man!" Got a copy of the Koran (and for the record, I love taboo, yet again) which turned out to be like the King James version of the Bible (basically: the suck if you have no teacher, just reading straight forward). I've been going through it marking verses that stand out to me. I find it interesting how, compared to Christian principles and the Bible, it's very similar except for some minor details which make a huge difference, and thus seriously inspire the 2 separate religious movements.

I've been working a lot lately, which has led to a lack in sharing my thoughts in blog form. Sometimes in life it's just better to talk to people instead of write everything. You get feedback much faster and it becomes a conversation rather than a lecture or article. The good thing about working is that I feel like I have a purpose in life, or at least make myself useful in some way. The paycheck is also on the positive side.

I recently purchased a bunch of movies, mostly ones that no one else had or no one else cared to have, or no one would ever buy but they were cheap. I would say my most enjoyed from the lot was Apocalypto. After watching Sweeny Todd, it wasn't nearly as gruesome. There's also these elements of 'I'm ready to kick some ass!' in there, so it's pretty awesome.

Making coffee has been fun. We recently got a new blend at work (an amazing upgrade, as the previous blend has been there for the past 6 years and never changed and it was probably the second to worst official coffee ever) and it's not too bad. I like iced coffee, and mine turns out at 1.4x strength of regular coffee (I'm really used to quad-iced drinks, so this is actually weak..) Jason also aided me in getting some vanilla syrup, so now my arsenal is complete! *lightning* *maniacal laughter*
I like me some coffee..

I also decided that for my 21st birthday I will become a beer connoisseur. I already have zero tolerance for beer in any form, so if I can find one that I can stand, that will officially be the beer. I think I am more of a fruity, sweet guy anyway, so more than likely I will not find a good beer.

I feel the need to address relationship statuses. I am not interested in anyone, just to be clear. I don't want to roll that way, and I want to preserve the family aspect for as long as possible. Sarah had said, "If you want to be like Paul (a guy in the Bible) you won't be getting married; neither did Jesus" - so in that respect, if I decided to be 100% devoted to the cause of Jesus, I more than likely wouldn't marry anyway. So if you have heard through any 'grapevines' lately, you've heard wrong.

Watching "Blood Diamond" tonight at the Center. We had to edit it down some for content and length. I prefer the full movie (as I do with any movie).

Déjà vu?

I feel slightly like I am back in the same place I was about a year or two ago. I have this incredible sense of adventure.. I also feel like I am forced to decide among many uncertain choices that will shape my life for a while. Obviously college is a butt no matter what, especially the financial aspect of things. I am not one for taking loans, and it seems that's the way things go these days.

One of the other concerns I have is the lack of guidance. I didn't get the 'pick your classes' experience that they give in high school, so I am still expecting to see a pretty well defined path to take, but it's like everyone wants to pass the buck and not make an executive decision for me. I enjoy having options, but sometimes it's just much easier to say 'yes sir' and go to class. I'm sure if I understood the system it wouldn't be so hard. And I'm sure the system isn't all that complicated. This is what happens when you have someone willing to learn but no one to lead.

And don't take any of this as blowing off your ideas if you've ever advised me. I just want to see all the options, not just the ones you have experience with.

You could say I am uncomfortable, and when I am uncomfortable, I typically dive right in and try to get as involved as possible so I can be comfortable. It didn't work with the college thing, and now I feel like an idiot, and am still uncomfortable with it. *INAPPROPRIATE MOMENT ALERT* It's like having sex for the first time and getting it wrong. Only one person knows it didn't work, and you don't feel successful at all. For a man, thats a blow to the nads.

I have the opportunity to attend Pensacola Christian College this fall and next spring. I might capitalize on that offer. I could use the distance from what I know; from what I've known since birth. I talked with Jackson V the other day and he was such an inspiration to my desires to not stay home forever. I mentioned how I am a home-body, and he replied, "So was I, until I left." I look forward to actually getting away for a while. I haven't been many miles from home for more than a day in over 3 years. That says to me, "Get out, you buffoon." Thanks, Jack :)

Real, broken *yeah* Rendered useless *yeah*

I recently discovered some very cool things were possible with my phone. And the internet.

Google has all kinds of things set up for usage in multiple places (just see their list of apps). I think it is absolutely wonderful. The current amazement I am held to is the calendar. I now have it set up to sync my calendar on my phone with the calendar on the internet (which is tied to my email account on gmail) so that if I add an event or function to my calendar in either place, I can see it in either place almost instantly. So fun..
The other thing that sparked my interest (a while ago) was the online office tools (Google Documents). That is set up so that I can create pretty much anything I can think of that deals with word and data processing, then access that from any computer. Pure awesomeness.

So I for real have some insane bug bites on my legs. More like ankles. At first I was thinking they came from playing volleyball (I mean who wouldn't; they showed up the morning after playing) but when I found out that most everyone there was playing without socks, and I had on socks and long pants, it seemed less likely. Lo and behold, my dad also has the same bugs. I look back on my life in the past few days (/life-review) and think of all the times I was with my dad that could have possibly ended with small insect-like vermin deposited on my ankles. We concluded it came from the area where we put in the new signs at Eastover (I seriously took 10 minutes out of my kitchen job that day to hold some wood while he put in screws, and I get mug-a-bugs) They itch like a mother.

I had gone to the church tonight to play some drums, not really sure if anyone would be there, but thought I would see before coming to the Center for a bit of work and blogging. Shortly after playing, the pastor and wife enter to pray for a while. So I was like, "Theres my ride" and took the stools with me (yeah.. we left those 4 stools from the Center at the church for a week)

I put my music mix on the 'rock' genre and wanted to hear some old Showbread. That CD was actually pretty good. So mid-everything, I go to make a cream soda and then it happened (OMG!!) Naw but, I did make a huge mess. I've been wondering about the Half-and-Half-mixing-with-seltzer-water-and-ice thing for a while. It seems that the 1/2 and 1/2 separates, which looks funny if you are drinking from a clear glass (which I do to save on the cups) The actual quality and flavor don't change one bit. So this is just one of my many experimental things, seeing if the order in which things are added to the drink affects the outcome of the 1/2 and 1/2. I add the syrup, one ice cube (I'm not one for much ice..) and the seltzer (I don't think we officially call it seltzer, but 'club soda' sounds dumber, cause only people in the 'Club for Idiots' would drink plain club soda..) Once the fizz settled a bit, I added the 1/2 and 1/2 (that I had shaken slightly [another measure taken in my experiment tonight]) and everything seemed fine. I turned around to put everything away, and when I looked back upon my masterpiece, it had erupted everywhere like diet coke and Mentos, or baking soda and vinegar. Talk about irritating..

Sometimes being the best just happens

We get so many compliments at Eastover during the meal times. And no joke, we run everywhere like crazy during the serving time (well, those who aren't serving are running) to make sure that every thing that is needed is taken care of. And it really does pay off. The group that was here this week left a letter of gratitude along with tons of people wanting to come back next year. Thousands of times this week I would here "Thank you so much! You guys are amazing" and it really does make you feel good. I can't really imagine it from their point of view (going to a foreign camp and staying a week, eating their food - all of which you have to deal with no matter how awful any of it is)

Even the health department says we have top-quality kitchen-ness. "The best in Surry," said Robert L., Margret Stone, and Stan I. of the health dept. over the past 3 years. Schyah.

So for real. That midnight volleyball game was beast. Though it would be way way way better if we had overhead lights, it just shows how truly talented we all are (yes, all 14 of us playing..) Next time we need to play with a few less.. maybe a 4v4 or 5v5 but not 7v7: theres just NOT enough space for everyone to know where their boundaries are and where they are expected to return a ball from. Now Heather's got me all into volleyball again.. well, I was way into playing at the beginning of the summer and still am (and maybe it has only been a few days since the last time we had an organized game.. this work week puts everything into a different perspective *nar-nar*) Who's up for some game play this coming week? I think it'll have to be in the afternoon, like after 7. Sunset is around 8:30, so we'd get some good game till about quarter to nine.

Week of June 14th

These past few days have been very good. I haven't had much of a voice, I haven't been very conscious, and I've been tired a lot. The things I like in this are those very things. I told mom today that I could do 'this' every day and be just fine. I like having work most every day. I hate not being needed. I hate working only on weekends. I feel so much difference when I actually do something for someone else every day. Even if it all involves money, when I see these kids and their leaders, I am encouraged to keep going and to do better; no, to be the best I can at ever instance that I come face to face with them. The Center is nice, but the amount of people there is minimal. I am a people person. I love meeting new people, and I love DOING and BEING and TALKING with people, not just meeting maybe on person a day, and them ONLY being there to get some coffee and then head on. Don't get me wrong, I love meeting people there too, but this is like the difference between going skiing at Massunutten vs. the Alps.

I've been working with some of the best people on the planet this week. Each of them different and good in their own way. Pretty much all family by now. I like that. Family.

Now I sneak up to the Center at night to get money(s) and write a blog, New Harvest to play some drummage (no offense to the kid playing at the camp this week, cause he's like 10, but he needs to grow some balls) to fill my urges that I have all week from listening to said kid. And now I need to finish my drum cage even sooner so I can play some of these new songs the way I want, and not the 'small church - loud drums' way.

Ah.. family.. I miss you so..

Naw but, it was an edifying experience

Boy was today different. Center 9-12. This guy came in (and I apologize for thinking you were a hair dresser, I was just led to think that by the way you and Mary conversed....) and wanted a couple drinks. A large americano and (what took much deliberation) a large chai latte, WITH espresso and sugar-free vanilla. Oh, BTW, it was to be, and I quote, "Surface of the Sun, hot" (for which we then googled the temperature of the sun's surface). I love that guy.

I missed the paninis today. Sorry..

Practice for worship was interesting. We played musical musicians with Marcia, never really having everyone there at the same time. But I got to learn a new song, which is fun but way hard to figure out (if it means anything to you, it's in 4/4, but the first line of the corus is 3/4, second line back to 4/4. It sounds great but HARD to make my arms do such)

Off to the bank (where, for the first time in almost 2 years, they asked if I had an account with them [WTF??]) and I cashed the check from work (thank the Lord, Marcia came to the church with my check) which I put in my book, to be discovered later at work while taking a break with Mr. T.

So work at Eastover goes pretty typical. I sliced roast (the best tasting roast beef in the world). I take one for the team and eat the pieces that aren't good enough to be served. The thing with that slicer is (haha... just remembered, "OMG THERES A HAM ON THAT SLICER!!") is the incredible amount of work that goes into slicing ANY amount of ANY thing. First is the setup. Then the slice. Then the meat layout. Then the meat wrapping. Then the clean up. Which takes way too long..

So the meal works. Then we serve. Kids first (6) then the adults (CREDO military people) and in the middle of this serving the adults thing, mom leaves to start cleaning up. I notice a man come in with a yarmulke. I began thinking that whatever we had was not good enough for him... and I was kind of right. He said that he needed to speak to the person in charge of food. 'ello me! I then went on a very long tour of our kitchen with this guy (and I can not remember his name for anything... I'm not sure he even said it..?) We viewed all the items we had and discussed cooking methods: this man eats kosher. Alas, we developed a very good set of foods for him. There are more kosher things than expected. If you have gotten this far and don't understand what I'm talking about, either google kosher or deal with this very brief explanation. In Jewish tradition, certain foods are not allowed to be eaten. Certain preparation methods are not allowed. These would include some meats (pork, sea food, some fish) and cutting/cooking (nothing can be cooked in a dish that has been used for cooking non-kosher foods before) Basically, the most raw essence of a food is maintained for consumption. Also, in order for food to be kosher, it must be made so by an ordained Jewish Rabbi, or a rabbinical organization (which still has rabbis, it's just easier to get the kosher symbolism on the foods). So, yes, this was a very good night for learning and helping this guy to not starve. I now have to work a 7-7 in order to over-see the whole kitchen's preparation methods and utensil usage (the deal being the dishes and utensils must be washed thoroughly, and used no less than 24 hours after cleaning)

End of the blog on a high note: Haddie is in the other room talking to her stuffed turtle (a LOT) and Sarah keeps hitting her elbow on the cash register button. Hehe, hoho, hehe, haha, ho

Who is I?

I was reading an incredibly fun book yesterday. It is mostly a grammar book, but was much more intriguing than any grammar book I've ever seen. The writer was really good at making crazy sentences that modeled other phrases but carried so much of a different meaning because of the specific words used.

OMG. Last night, we encountered a road block. Let me back track...
Last night, after leaving the Center, I went to meet up with Heather, Ethan and Heidi in New Town. After a frustrating commute to New Town, I spent some time in Barnes and Noble (M. C. Escher book for $10 [Walkin up the stairs, and walkin down the stairs, and walkin up the sideways stairs]) to clear my head and lighten my mood. Then searched Old Navy for people I knew, and I knew noone there (but did get to listen to some jammin music) I called Heather, and got directions to her and Heidi, then FINALLY found Ethan (who ventured to the Chocolate shop to steal something but wasn't successful) 5 Guys Burgers and Fries was our next stop. Mondo huge amount of food and I was full. I felt good though, adding to the work load of the extremely bored employees. JC Penny was open till 9, and we got there at 8:52. Ultra fast shop for some clothes and flip-flops (which BTW, JC Penny is NOT designed for men at all, including men being comfortable walking through ANY part of the store...) They locked us in and kinda made an evil grin when we tried to leave and the door wouldn't open. We officially missed the 9:30 boat, so we were gonna just go to 7-11 for drinks after getting my truck from New Town. Well, somewhere in front of Kingway was a huge traffic stop (right in front of that new shopping center thats going up) The only thing I frowned on it for was the lack of explanation for it, and that they gave no detour route, but forced us to turn around on 199. Now, we being the smart people that we are, knew where to go. But think of those less fortunate. SUCK. I have no idea what happened there last night, but it wasn't funny...

I don't think all that much new stuff is happening this week. Kinda slow.. till the weekend. Then it's non-stop work till the middle of August. Money