Friday, January 15, 2010

Times


I know I need You
I need to love You
I love to see You, but it's been so long
I long to feel You
I feel this need for You
And I need to hear You, is that so wrong?

Now You pull me near You
When we're close, I fear You
Still I'm afraid to tell You, all that I've done
Are You done forgiving?
Oh can You look past my pretending?
Lord, I'm so tired of defending, what I've become
What have I become?

I hear You say,
"My love is over. It's underneath.
It's inside. It's in between.
The times you doubt Me, when you can't feel.
The times that you question, 'Is this for real? '
The times you're broken.
The times that you mend.
The times that you hate Me, and the times that you bend.
Well, My love is over, it's underneath.
It's inside, it's in between.
These times you're healing, and when your heart breaks.
The times that you feel like you're falling from grace.
The times you're hurting.
The times that you heal.
The times you go hungry, and are tempted to steal.
The times of confusion, in chaos and pain.
I'm there in your sorrow, under the weight of your shame.
I'm there through your heartache.
I'm there in the storm.
My love I will keep you, by My power alone.
I don't care where you fall, where you have been.
I'll never forsake you, My love never ends.
It never ends."

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Work

I make $0.0029 per second while I'm at work (After taxes).

You think about that.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

(parenthesis)...again

So a couple of weeks ago, I wrote a blog about how I correctly spelled the word "parenthesis". Well, I did spell that word correctly but I recently found out that it's the singular form of the word for everyone's favorite bracket. The correct way to spell it, if you're talking about a pair of them, is "parentheses".

You just got learned.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Story

"We've waited so long
For someone to take us back home
It just takes so long
Meanwhile the days go drifting away
And some of us sink like a stone
Waiting for mothers to come"


A story that I heard today reminded me of this song (One of my favorite songs and this b-word is named after it). The story was about this kid who left his family and friends and ran away to California. While he was there he got into some trouble, got hurt and had no money, nothing but the clothes on his back. So he had to call home. His dad bought him a plane ticket home and wired him some money for food. His parents loved him no matter what.

He was so stupid.

Friday, December 18, 2009

(parenthesis)

The most exciting part of my day: I spelled parenthesis correctly for someone.

Impressive - I know

The most un-exciting part of my day was the treacherous drive into work. I really hate having to drive so far, so quickly (which is really my fault for waking up so late). I left my house at 8:25 am (late) and I had to be at work (Livonia) and in a meeting that starts at 9:00am. I got to work at 9:02am, ran into the meeting room and the lights were off - no one around. The meeting was cancelled.

So - I rushed to work so fast that I didn't eat anything, for nothing - And I really don't have all that much to do today.

But I'm a good speller (not really)


"I've developed a new philosophy . . . I only dread one day at a time." - C.Brown

I think that I am going to start taking more advice from Charlie

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

On my lucky couch!

My wife and I love this commercial. It cracks me up every time.

AT&T Lucky Couch Commercial


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Sunday, November 22, 2009

"S" is for Summary

I fell away from the, affectionately titled, "Blogosphere" for a while. Here's what been going down:

Inevitably, hunting season started. I saw a small spike, at a distance on the last day of bow season and a bunch of Doe during rifle. Any hunter will tell you that's the equivalent of a no hitter in baseball( the side with no hits - just to clarify).

What else..(I'm doing this on the fly if you can't tell)..

I've been learning a little bit about HTML - My good friend Mario coached me through a project at work - That's super interesting (Sarcasm)

I have to talk about music - I went to a Joe Purdy concert in Columbus - Totally awesome!!! Here's a brand new song that he played at the show called "Angelina"- I somehow came across it, someone just left it out there streaming on the internet for me to take - Like a quarter dropped on the ground. It's a super great song, it's about someone who kills a woman that he adores - kinda weird, but a very good song. - Check it out.

A Hundred Miles played a battle of the bands preliminary show and we got first place - We have to go play again, in Ohio, for the finals - first place gets $1,000 - The catch?, You ask - Worst venue ever!

***Spoiler Alert*** - The next paragraph is sad. :(

My Aunt Pearl passed away two weeks ago (Actually, my Great Aunt Pearl, but we called her Aunt Pearle), she was in a car accident, very sudden. I wasn't super close to her, but I grew up going to the same church as her. Her husband, My uncle Amen, used to take me with him to the front of the church during the service to sing in the choir (Which I remember enjoying very much) - I cried at her funeral, I didn't think that I would...but I did, not until I went past her casket. I felt strange, very sad. The only thing that I could think of was how horrible it would be to lose a spouse that suddenly. No warning - just gone.


Ok - No more sadness - just pure non-filtered anger

My truck broke down on Eureka on my way to take my suit to the dry cleaners. Ok - So I'm stopped in the right lane at like 2:00pm on a Monday in front of Borders and I have my hazard lights on and every super old grandpa and grandma that are out for their daily 25 MPH sight seeing drive, had to stop about 4 inches from my bumper (probably because they could't see my hazards), sit there for 5 minutes until they figured out what was going on and back up in traffic and go around me. One of them even had the audacity to honk at me. At some point someone needs to pass a law to take your license away when you get too old.

My work cut everyone to 32 hours - it sucks, I'm broke. If anyone needs computers repaired or built or if anyone just wants to hire me for anything (no sex jokes) - Just give them my digits.


That's about it for now. Sorry for the long B-word - but when you only get one every two months it's gotta be long.

I'll try to keep up.