Pleased

Here we are, September 22, 10 years after the new millennium.  Today is rather interesting in that I don't have much to talk about.  I have this to report: school is full fledged in session and I have become comfortable with my schedule.  The combination of work and school everyday influence the feeling of the days in that everyday feels like a repeat of the day before.  In other words, it kind of feels like high school.  I wake up the same time everyday and have basically the same schedule everyday.  And what's ironic is it was for this reason Collared Shirt Wednesday's came into existence; the monotony of the week had to be broken up.  In fact, this morning someone posted on Facebook "Happy Hump Day!"  My point exactly.

All that said, today is a normal day.  Nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary.




 I really am in a rut, I just sat here for 15 minutes, attempting at a brainstorm, but the sky is just clear as day, no storming here.

 

You know what, I'm actually pleased.  I guess this just means life is good.  Life IS good.  School's good, work's good, family's good, friend's good, continuing list's good, life's good.  I don't have any right to complain.  Even if I had a "reason" to complain, do I really have a legitimate reason?  I bet there are millions and millions of people who have more of a right to complain than I do at any given moment.  Especially living in America, we have it well off.  I'm not going to go into this, but last night, the Preemptive Love Coalition came and spoke to a group of us at Biola University.  Preemptive Love is a nonprofit group that "seeks to eradicate the backlog of Arab and Kurdish children waiting in line for life-saving heart surgery and to create cooperation between communities in conflict" in Iraq and surrounding areas.  Listening to the representatives of the Preemptive Love Coalition talk about the thousands of children simply waiting in line for surgery, a surgery that somebody in America with the same condition would receive in weeks, really put our, as Americans, ease of living in perspective.  This is definitely a complicated subject, and I just grazed the surface.  Check out Preemptive Love Coalition's website http://preemptivelove.org if you have time.



That sure took a turn I wasn't expecting; one of the reason's I love this blog, one of the reason's why I write in the stream of conscious; you never know where it's going to go.



I need to explain the picture up top.  You may notice I am wearing a train engineers hat, you may notice I am wearing one long blue sock on my left leg and one short black sock on my right foot (up to the ankle).  These are odes to the summer of Hume Lake, I often wore the train hat, a favorite of mine, and I would wear one long sock on my left leg (maybe to cover something up? I don't know?) for apparently no reason at all other than I wanted to try non-trend.  I do not really know why I decided to pull out these out today, perhaps it is because of the random sighting and conversation with Mr. Charles Stoicu yesterday.  Either way, I'm sporting the getup today.

This may also have something to do with it:

The "Skyline" was a quality hang out at Hume and this past week, I found this beautiful 6 x 2 foot cardboard sign embracing the signage of the Skyline.  I took it and taped it to my wall.  That's straight krillage if I'd ever seen it.




Time for some video, eh?

The first video embraces the art of dance, music, and bicycle riding.  This guy is pro.  When I first saw this, this is what I thought in my head: "I want to see the fixie generation do this."  Yes, I know, the yellow shirted pro is not riding a fixie, but that is beside the point.  The point is: from my knowledge, many fixed gear bicycle riders enjoy doing tricks/stunts/stalls/whatever.  It's not just about riding a bike.  This yellow shirted pro rides his bike like it is his left hand, he knows that thing backwards, forwards, upside down, crooked, invisible, demolished, the list continues.  Consider this a goal, to be this familiar with your bike.




The second video....

Oh wait, THERE IS NO SECOND VIDEO BECAUSE IT WAS REMOVED BY USER THIS MORNING!  I am thoroughly frustrated.  This video was one of the funniest videos I have seen in a long long time.  Here's the thing though, I'm going to explain it, and it's not going to be funny AT ALL.  There was something about it, the pacing of the editing, the sound of the video played a HUGE role, and the visuals (duh) just made this video THE video.  I really wish you could watch it.  This is what it is: there is a telephone pole on the side of the side of the road during a rally car race.  A number of cars hit this telephone pole.  The people on the sidelines laugh.  One car goes into the cornfield.  It's HILARIOUS.  Just ask my roommate, I was crying.

I have embedded it below, just in case the user decides to reupload it or something. 






So that's it, that is the blog post for September 22, 2010.  Crazy isn't it.  Not necessarily the best post ever, but a few surprises showed up that made it a decent read, at least I hope you see it as a decent read.  I don't know if you see it as a decent read, if you don't see it as a decent read, let me know you don't think it's a decent read, and maybe give me some tips on how to make it a decent read, so hopefully, next week, the blog post will be a decent read.



Have a great day, fellow internet user.  Look at your address, realize it is YOUR address, an identity of sorts.  You're blessed.



I'm going to go drive my train now (do train conductors "drive" trains?).

Choo choo.

Blac

Today I wear black.  Some said I was going to a funeral.  I'm not going anywhere.  Just to class. 

*added after the fact* On March 20, as in this last Saturday, Anberlin, a popular alternative rock Christian band, came to Biola (along with The Preacher's Sons and Andrew Witt).  I'm not particularly a huge fan of Anberlin, but I'm always down for a legit concert.  It was a blast and I am so glad we got crowd surfers cruising and a pit opened up to do some serious moshing.  After the show, we stood out back waiting for the band so I told lead singer Stephen Christian the show was solid and a lot of fun.  Here's the official Biola Chimes video commemorating the evening.


Anberlin from Chimes Multimedia on Vimeo.


*end addition

In other news, something struck me last night as I descended into slumber. The Internet is so interesting because it is made up of text. In most cases, you sit in front of a screen and read, look at, or watch content all by yourself. So this is what I was thinking: what are the emotions like of the people who read, look at, or watch content online? In this case, I am wondering how you, the reader, look right now as your reading this. You may be excited, laughing, or disappointed that I would talk about something so abstract. You may be distracted or extremely sincere in agreement. I have no way of knowing. And you might be wondering the same thing, yes? What am I, the writer, doing as I write this? I may be excited, laughing, or disappointed that I would talk about something so abstract. I may be distracted or extremely sincere about what I'm talking about. I'm going to be completely honest: I am chewing "Sweet Mint" Orbit gum and listening to "How Do You Love Someone" by Ashley Tisdale (my music is on random, honest) while completely concentrating one what I'm typing. After all, how can you type text while distracted? Anyway, the Internet presents an interesting medium.

That said, Formspring has brought about some interesting questions this week. Read on. Got a question? Shoot it off here: http://formspring.me/morganlott

What is your opinion of Nickelback?

I have heard that many people hate Nickelback and according to www.isnickelbacktheworstbandever.com, Nickelback is indeed the worst band ever. However, I have never listened to them long enough to form an opinion and I don't plan to. I'm not going to take the opinion of others, but I must admit, Nickelback has the odds against them.

What do you think of UFO's/aliens?

I am not one to say. I have no knowledge of them existing nor do I have knowledge of them not existing. I haven't seen one (UFO or alien) but people have claimed they have. I don't have the slightest idea if we, on earth, are the only living beings in the universe. We might be, we might not, I'm not one to say.


If I were you and you were me... Whos body would you use to get to the top?

Well considering there's only two of us, using myself would be impossible, so, naturally, I would use you. Now the question remains: to the top of what? If we are climbing a ladder and the grape jelly is just out of reach on the top shelf, teamwork would be especially handy. However, if we're climbing to the top of the World's Most Wanted List, be my guest.

What is your favorite verse?

My favorite verse is Romans 12:2 - "And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect."

This verse also works well with one of my favorite quotes by St. Francis of Assisi: "Preach the gospel always, If necessary use words." I feel like the phrase "actions speak louder than words" is extremely true and people are watching continually. I strive to do what both of these quotes are talking about, live for God through my whole life.



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In other news, are you ready to watch some moving pictures? I have included five videos in this post, it's been a video-friendly week. So I hope you enjoy them, they are pretty good, some better than others, but all unique because they impressed me enough to note the URL to include them in this blog post. Enjoy.

First up is a short musical number using the bars and colors some of us have enjoyed (I suppose). If you don't recognize it, I'm sorry, it probably won't be as interesting. It's still nice to listen to though. Take a gander.


Bars & Tones from André Chocron on Vimeo.


The next video entails a traffic cop straight up jamming in Abuja, Nigeria. If I was a traffic cop, this guy would inspire; heck, I'm not a traffic cop and I'm inspired. No matter the job, joy is attainable, you just gotta have a good time.




The next two video may have some offensive material, but offensive enough to not include it and/or intrigue me. I just figured I offer a warning. Below, the process to make high end violin/viola/etc. strings is detailed. It's quite the process and I just heard a few weeks ago about what they are made of and, viola, this video shows up in my queue. Incredible.



The next is a commercial slamming Nestle for destroying rain forests. Watch the commercial, decently graphic, but it sure gets the message across.


Have a break? from Greenpeace UK on Vimeo.

The next details carpel tunnel syndrome, except in a teenager who texts too much. This is nutty but becoming a problem. Texting=psh.






In other news, I stumbled across an article: http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSTRE62M35U20100323?feedType=RSS&feedName=oddlyEnoughNews

I'm not sure if it is true, I can definitely imagine it being true.  Oddly interesting and intriguing.  Who knew that much of a difference can be made through reproductions of the same thing?  (I am being rather vague so you read the article, internet user).




And that's the Wednesday.  Much content, much thought, much much.  I hope you have a wonderful day today.  I would look at your face as you're reading this and ask you how you are but I can't see you, and if I could, I could imagine that being decently awkward.  Have a great day, yes?