Allergies

I hate pollen. I hate smoke (and the fire in north Brevard). I hate feeling sick feelings. I hate it, hate it hate it.

My Hair (in fifty words or less)

I cut my hair the other day. This was the first time since the beginning of November. It was long. Well, long is a relative term, but it was long for me. In the process, I played with a lot of different styles. When I cut it, I did a makeshift mullet. These are the photos:



I hate putting gel in my hair. This is why. Although, I did look rather savvy.



After washing out the gunk (I actually used shaving cream) and tyring a fro.



The before picture, part one.



The before picture, part two.



The grossly-failed attempt at a mullet.



The back of my hair (funny, it looks the same as before).



Business up front, party in the back!



My hair filled up the sink.



The aftermath, part one (I like the behind the ear shot).



The aftermath, part two.

This Sunday

I will also be remembering how our Lord conquered sin and death by dying on the cross. I'm not talking about celebrating Orthodox Easter Sunday. You see, nowhere in Scripture are we commanded to just set aside one day of remembrance. No, not just one day. Every day, whether you eat or drink, whatever you do, it is to be in remembrance. Every waking moment we are mandated to celebrate the birth and resurrection, not just on Easter.

The God Post

It's been a while since I wrote anything significant. This is my attempt.

I let God down, a lot.

Amen.

I USED TO HATE PEOPLE WHO CHANGE THEIR DESKTOP PICTURES EVERYDAY, BUT NOW I HATE COMPUTERS

At midnight, as we walked
The moon was no where to be found
You and I shared a talk
And a few other things
Drinks we drunk, but now regretted
It will be a while before we can forget it
Myths fail our fabric lines
But I got to think
This isn't the only thing wrong
Go on and live day by day
Mixing the traces of being chemically restrained
I ought to have a clue
Traipsing past the stubbornness
It's always inside of what we are due
But it's always further than where we're willing to go
These are the kind of things that make me feel low

Poetry

"Let no one grieve at his poverty,
for the universal kingdom has been revealed.
Let no one mourn that he has fallen again and again;
for forgiveness has risen from the grave.
Let no one fear death, for the Death of our Savior has set us free.
He has destroyed it by enduring it."

— John Chrysostom, Bishop of Constantinople (from a sermon).

It's a Good, Good Friday

Today there is no work. That is good anyway.

I finally sent off my taxes. That's just reassuring.

Christ died on the cross for the propitiation of mankind's sin. That's better than good.

04/10/06

Today, I wanted to punch atleast one, if not more, of the kids I work with. But I didn't, so I could keep my job (and not go to jail, and so I could be able to continue to work with kids for future years, and etc). Don't judge my impulses. You've wanted to do it. Admit it!

Upcoming Events

Let's see, during the month of April, we have many events taking place at our fine school. On the 6th, we have open house. Later on in the month, our fine drama department will be performing the play Snow White. Ahh... Oh, yes, on April the 7th, we will also be hosting a CHILD LURING SEMINAR. Won't that be fun!

I actually have to go to that tomorrow. I really think they shouldn't have been so picky on the spacing and forged the credibility by adding "prevention" to the seminar title. That's what it is supposed to say!

A Presupposed History... Supposedly

Wikipedia has an interesting entry for Hurricane Katrina. While it tells the countless stories of what occurred during that fateful August day and thereafter, it also includes a lot of other information on the subject. In an enclopedian footnote, there is an entry that suggests otherwise about what happened before and after the storm. Once this link has been clicked, a massive page opens that boasts the title, "Alternative theories regarding Hurricane Katrina." Once read, you will possibly understand why so many residents of the city hate when people who know nothing about the culture, residents, or history insist that certain things happened because of these other 'reasons.' But, a neat thing about the page is that it actually mentions some of the history of what really did happen those many, many years ago. It's also really funny to read why people think Katrina happened.

Read it for yourself.

Post Script: I've noticed that a lot of people like to toot their own horn with regard to calling themselves "open minded." Yet, these people seem to be the least open minded when it comes to subjects they are not familiar with, comfortable talking about, or have knowledge of.

It's a Vice

That's what I proclaim when I explain to people that, even at twenty five, I still enjoy watching wrestling. Truthfully, it's almost embarrassing at times. I mean, I pride myself on trying to be cool. And when that doesn't work, I still try to remain somewhat intelligent and refined. However, admitting that I enjoy watching big sweaty men who grapple with each other kind of throws off all the good qualities I sometimes demonstrate. Anyway, tonight I get to watch the Superbowl of wrestling entertainment, Wrestlemania 22. It costs $50 on Pay Per View and I have only got to see it live a couple of other times. But I've seen every other year, since its inception. It's indescribable. You just have to see it to believe it. I'm watching it with a friend from work and some of his buddies. In case you are curious at the history on the twenty two year old event, you can gohere for a well-storied documentation of the history. I watched my first event (Wrestlemania 1) in 1986 and I've forever been a fan. See, it's more nostalgia than actual interest. Although, I still am a little interested.