Storm, in Black and White
Last night it stormed; fat raindrops fell heavily from the sky, and vindictive bolts of lightning cut slashingly through the dark veil of clouds. I watched, listened, and snapped. I have some color images to post later. I hope you have a good monitor, as the subtle nuances of the clouds tend to get lost on non-flat screen systems. I’m just curious, does anyone else see an outstreched figure of an old man with his hand reaching out on the top photo? His head and arm are near the bottom, and he is looking at the brightest...
Sign Here
We bought a car today. It will be really nice to have air conditioning, not to mention a driver’s side door and window that work. The lady we bought it from is a Muslim from Iran. Getting to know her through the purchase process was quite interesting; in fact the experience is one I will not soon forget. She took an immediate interest in Brittany, remarking that she had a daughter about the same age, and she was absolutely thrilled that we married fairly young. You really are wonderful, Brittany, and you must come and visit me in New York! Both of you, I’m serious. Friendship is very important and you must stay with us. I am religious in some things, you know, and this is one of them. You two, you and Brittany, are meant to have this car. ...
It’s Over!
The big show was tonight! We spent a lot of time preparing, but the payoff was pretty good–a lot of people turned up for the performance and I feel like we did an excellent job. When I wasn’t on stage myself I managed to snap some pictures from the wings; not too bad of a view considering it’s from backstage. Maybe now that our marathon of rehearsals is over I can get back to posting more...
Hitch
Yesterday was quite a remarkable day. I Wooted for the first time, giving in to the curious culture surrounding the magnificent “Woot-Off.” I didn’t do it merely once, I did it twice. Naturally the above experience is unique enough to add luster to any day, but yesterday wasn’t just any day. My cousin from Denver called just as I was leaving work. He is on the return leg of a trip across the country and has been traveling solely as a hitchhiker. He was 100 miles out and was wondering if he could stay with us; I acquiesced willingly, and I can’t wait to hear his stories! I didn’t get a chance to hear any of his adventures last night because Britt and I were in Cincinnati for the Reds/Cubs baseball game. The stadium is...
Qtd: á Kempis
I shall give everlasting meed for a little labour and infinite glory for a transitory shame. The Imitation of Christ, Thomas á Kempis (Part 3, Chapter XL; p 240) technorati : imitation of christ , mead , aKempis