Monday, April 30, 2007


A Dying Art

Personally, I thoroughly enjoy blogs, but the facts are clear....not many people use them any more. It's sad really, because they're quite fun. Alas, unless this great method of communication is revived, I will no longer use mine. So I bid all adieu.

Robert E. Summer

Friday, February 09, 2007


Happy Days

At times, life is bliss. My 1969 Land Cruiser is finally finished, the Colts won the Super Bowl, in two days I'm going to Florida with my best friend, and for the first time ever, there's a person in my life that means more to me than life itself. About four months ago, I wanted to throw in the towel. I was so fed up with who I'd become that I was going to try to run from my problems, but she wouldn't let me. After what I did, she was the one who should have abandoned me. Instead, she showed me God's love and grace...she didn't give up on me, even though I had. She showed me that it's not the mistakes we make, it's what we do after we make a mistake that determines who we are. In all honesty, if it hadn't been for Lara, I don't know where I'd be right now. I know it's only February, but I asked her to Junior Senior anyway. Guess what? She said yes. For once in my life, everything is perfect.

(For the record, even if the Colts had lost the Super Bowl, I still would have been happy.)

Wednesday, January 31, 2007


Life Without Them is Like a Song Without Music

Everyone has them. They're the people that motivate you to get up in the morning, the people who tell you to keep going, the people who bring joy to what would have been just another dreary day. They're the people you go out of your way to talk to. They're the people who smile at you from across the room, and you can't help but smile back. You think of them when their favorite song plays on the radio, and you can see their face in your mind's eye. You think of them when you're alone, wishing they were there with you. They're the first people you want to talk to about incredible things. They're also the people whose shoulders you cry on. They're the people who make every effort to be there when you need them. They're the people that mean more to you than anything else in the world, and I'm surrounded by these people. I love them all. They give me reason to press on every day, because I get to spend every day with them.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007


41 Is a Magic Number


Wednesday, January 17, 2007


Are There Tigers in Kenya?

Just watch the video. Pause it and read the little blurbs on the side....they make absolutely no sense.

Monday, January 01, 2007


Georgia on My Mind

The last week of December was a very good ending to a very weird year. I went on a road trip with none other than the infamous Joel Benson, and it was a lot of fun. Our destination? The Liedtke's! (Just for your information though, 24 total hours in a car with one person is not the best way to strengthen a friendship-no offense Joel.) So, we went to see Sam, and we did all sorts of DooM-filled things that included, but were not limited to, a Woodpecker named Gastogne, a Yeti, a yellow pole, Turbo-Man, and Hot Pockets. If you don't understand, don't worry. I don't either.

Two days after we got back, Christopher T. and I went to the Colts game (which the Colts *ahem* won), and sat near the most annoying Dolphin fan ever. We named her Flipper. Ask him or me about that sometime.

Anyway, Happy New Year to anyone who reads this thinger.



Sunday, December 17, 2006


Goin' on a Coon Hunt

For those of you who don't know, my dad is slightly a good way, of course. A few weeks back, he went up to check on the lake. You know, normal lake stuff; check the water, look for geese, shoot at said geese if they happen to be stupid enough to actually be there...normal stuff. Imagine his surprise when he found not one, but two raccoons sitting and waiting for him. And they were vicious raccons with big pointy teeth. Unfortuanately for them, they were caught in snares.

Being the good doctor my father is, he decided to set them free (rather than the much easier alternative of blowing them away). He used a method that could be called....interesting. Using his baseball glove, he pinned the raccoons long enough for Jake to cut the snares. Dad was injured in the scuffle, but not seriously, although I suspect he now has rabies.

One of the raccoons proceeded to run straight into another snare after being freed. Stupid thing. Basically, that's the most entertaining thing I had to write today.

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