In Humility Consider Others > You

Lately one of the things I've been thinking about is truly loving others. What does showing God's love mean? I usually think of people in my life who I've met who genuinely have shown me love. You know those people who are sincere when they ask how you are doing or never bring you down. They always are friendly and are willing to make sacrifices for you. You can't help but smile when you seem them coming your way and it's usually hard not to point or yell as they make their way over. I want to be more like those people.

I've messed up with this and I'm sure everyone has. The second greatest commandment in the bible is to "love your neighbor as yourself." I find it very easy to read this and say that this is an easy task to do but in reality it isn't. Every time I go running I praise God for the body he has given me. I love who I am. I've got muscles that will cause solar eclipses if flexed and hair as silky as a panther. What more could I ask for? I love who I am but I definitely don't love some people as much as I do myself.

People who are mean, manipulative or condescending are a few types of people that I struggle with loving. My escape route thought is that they are wrong and I have every right to not love them. It's a pretty lousy excuse for not showing some love. Loving others is tough, it takes work but I think it's one of the best ways to share the gospel. Not always the easiest way but one of the best.

It's a Map! or List! #5

The next two weeks are going to be crazy shazy busy.

Finals for School
An essay on the human body.
Persuasive speech on why the Bible is true.
Deal or No Deal Audition
Last 4 Days of Pizza Delivery Job
Moving out of the closet I live in.
Register for classes.
Get a place in San Diego locked and loaded for me to live in.
LOTRO!?!1111!!!woooooooo!!
Move back home for the wintertime.

It's tough thinking about all this stuff but before I know it the two weeks will fly by. Then it's adios to Santa Barbara Home of Glorious goodness. If the posts don't keep flowing out regularly it's not because I've contracted a disease it's because I'm dead. or interwebless.

The 9 Most Badass Bible Verses.

and Elisha.......makes the cut!

Building Devoted To Books

The library is an interesting place.

For starters there are the librarians. These are people who have chosen to pay their bills by checking out books and being good at placing things alphabetically. They are usually nice people who have good social skills. They seem to know quite a bit on a variety of subjects, probably from all the reading they do. I'm sure part of the criteria of the job is that they have to read at least 3 books a month. That'd be tough.

Then there are the library goers. There are those who are here to study, get a book or mess around on the internet. I've done all three but the majority of my time in the library is spent on the computers. Not always but usually the computers are all taken so you have to wait patiently on the side hoping that someone gets up soon. I hate it when you've been waiting for a computer for a good few minutes and some other student hoping for a computer comes along. They usually keep their eyes away from yours because if they made eye contact it would instantly acknowledge you as the next person in line for a computer. So what they usually do is keep their eyes glued to the computers hoping that in their first passby that someone will leave and they can snab it. This happened today. Some dude thought he could cut me. He started up his facebook and I came behind him and donkeypunched him right in the back of the head. That'll teach him to not cut in line.

Librarys have good bathrooms. My favorite bathroom is on the lower floor of the library. It's barely used so it's quite clean. I've started a conversation in pencil in one of the stalls so it makes my visits quite enjoyable.

Books are everywhere in the library. Lots of old ones too. Some old books are good. You can't say bad things about the classics but there are seriously a lot of lame books. The library got them for free most likely but honestly if I was in control there would be a mass book burning of some of these books. Who checks out a book called "The Crimson Edge: Older Women Writing" or "Ballads and Lyrics of Old France?" Straight to the incendiaries I say!

It's just a facial expression.

I'm making a change and it's a big one. I had to think hard about this one but I've come to my decision and unless my eyelids are accidentally removed while I'm at the dentist the decision is final.

I'm bringing the wink back.

It's a bold move. The wink is a bold thing altogether. Winking at a girl is either the cheesiest action or the greatest. I'm not too sure which but I'm going to have to try it out and see some outcomes to decide. You can wink at guys but your walking a fine line there. I knew a guy once who was a winker. He was able to pull off the whole wink at guys as a nonverbal acknowledgement but he was a pretty cool dude. If an average joe winked at me, I'd classify him as a gay. I'll stick with winking at girls only.

Mark Twain > Samuel Clemens

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
-Mark Twain

We had to do narrative speeches in my speech communications class. They had to start with a quote. I started mine with a quote on how laughter is like medicine and it went over really well. This quote was one of the girls in the class, although her speech was as boring as doing laundry her quote made me think.

"The Road"

I bought Cormac McCarthy's "The Road" and read it this week. It's pretty short and I got so into it that I couldn't set it down. It's truly a good piece of work, I read a review on it awhile ago and it was selling like wildfire on amazon plus Oprah endorsed it. So I had to read it. I wasn't let down.

The books about a Father and Son who are traveling South in a post apocalyptic era. The book is frightening as it goes into details of what actions mankind goes through to survive. The whole time my mind was spinning and it really made me think about the characters and their faith in God. This whole thing is imaginary obviously but it was inspiring to see these Characters still believing, still trusting in a God after something so horrendous had happened. This wasn't really a theme in the book, but there are a few characters that brought around this thought in my mind. It must be easy for people who've undergone some terrible times to stop loving God . I wonder if lots of Jews abandoned God or just stopped loving him during WW2. I wonder, I wonder, I wonder.....so many wondering questions.

I've got more thoughts on this book but they are more fun to discuss with somebody who has read the book. Go buy the book and then let's talk.

Cha-Ching!

I randomly bumped into some people who audition people for NBC's "Deal Or No Deal." We talked for a good bit and they asked me for my number and some info. They told me they'd give me a call to do an audition. I told them I like to go surf and bouldering. They thought I said bowling but then I told them that it was called "Bouldering" and it was like the lava game. I'm assuming they understand the concept of the lava game. I've got my fingers crossed that they do, because that's a fun game. The lava game is fun.

Not only would getting on Deal or No Deal make me a few bucks but I'd also get to see Howie. He may be a creeper now, but back in the day of "Bobby's World" he was the man. I was hooked to that show. Every morning, I'd eat my apple jacks as Bobby rode that tricycle. That intro, was amazing. Bobby driving around on that trike was so sweet. I'm buying a tricycle if I win the million. It's decided.

You'll Grow Wings. Promise.

I shipped some red bull internationally today. Woot!

The whole situation was totally drug dealer status. According to the USPS rules and regulations liquids are not to be shipped. These things were needed direly. Direly is that a word? Whatever! The drinks that give you wings were needed, so using my talent of smooth talking and clever engineering I made it possible. Actually to be honest, it was sloppy. It was truly a messy endeavor.

I had 2 red bulls/2 magazines that I put in this 42" inch tube. I filled it with the bulls + mags and filled the unfilled area with ripped up free auto dealer magazines. I waited for at least ten minutes in the monster of a line. I was finally greeted by "Dan" and told him what I needed to ship. He checked it out and gave me a form to fill out for customs. He went over the rules about things you can't send. I told him there were magazines and he looked back at me with these blank staring eyes. "Really? Only magazines?" I blurted out that there were scraps of paper too. He said something about how I should have just got a large envelope to send them in, but I told him the tube was much cooler. It was pretty cool, it's just like the cardboard rolls you get to swordfight with once your mom is done with all the wrapping paper, except this thing is thick. I filled out the customs slip and gave it back to him hoping that the whole thing would be over with soon. He checked it out, typed some stuff into his compy and then told me that I'd have to pay 40 bucks to send this this to Africa! What! He told me if it was an inch shorter it would only be 20 something. Then he went into this slow drawl speech about everything I could do to reduce the cost. Eventually, I told him I'll just cut the inch off so he pulled out a knife and was about to cut away when I stopped him. I didn't want him to open it up and discover the true goods that it contained. I grabbed the knife and tube and carried it off to a different table, cut the end off. Retaped the cap onto it and sat back in line. Eventually me and Dan sent the thing off and I felt like a champ.

TL;DR

If you need any drugs or contraband stuff to be shipped internationally just lemme know.

We Salute You Soldiers.

Veteran's Day was excellent. I spent the day mobbing around San Luis Obispo. The surf was rough and few made it far enough out to even attempt to catch one of the smashing waves but afterwards we found "Bird Crap Rock." Check out my photos in flickr to get a taste of the joy.

Key Quote of the day:
"Joseph H. Smith's Grandfather was a pirate hunter."

Pirates are already savages, but a PIRATE HUNTER!!! I'm pretty sure a pirate hunter would not only put pirates to shame but also Dog the Bounty hunter.

That's what she said....

Last night I went and hung out with a group of at least 10 guys. Before we came to the house of meeting we all got rid of any estrogen in our bodies. It was all testosterone. The night consisted of water balloons, ice blocking and bratwursts. We didn't even try to make the night manly, it just came natural. It must be some natural wonder of the world. If the population of an area has a density of males that reaches X, then Y = X + Z where X = density, Z = goodness and Y=manliness.

Whenever a group of all males get together, it just makes me think of what the world would be like with no women. Stores devoted to BBQs and video games would make millions, while stores that carry things like detergent, soap and furry clothing just wouldn't make it. When God said, "It is not good for the man to be alone..." it was probably because Adam just got finished from a day of climbing trees, throwing cats into the local Eden River, and eating only blueberries.

Here we go again...

Take two in 3.......2......1......go!

Welp, here I am again posting stuff on the internet. I just spent at least 2 hours messing with this blogger crap, trying to postpone my preplanned jog down to the college and back. Hopefully, this blog will be much better then my old high school one as in less talk and more action. Good luck faithful readers.