dream records, cont.

i had another flying dream last night. whenever i'm flying, it always seems like there are lots of people around. usually they're on the ground looking up and talking loudly. but in this dream, a lot of people were in the air with me. it was like we were all skydiving and doing all kinds of crazy stunts. i specifically remember making a very forceful diving motion towards earth at one point. it was a very unsettling dream - as most of my dreams are.
i could go into a really long discussion right now in explaining what that dream meant, but i will spare you. but i will say - if dreams really are symbolic, then i think i'm in for a change - and a much needed one at that.

on the way home from the grocery store 

a plug for a bro

check out whoisbenbrown.com

if you hover over the multimedia tab, his song titles will appear in white boxes below it. if you then doubleclick on the song title, and if you have itunes on your computer, you can hear the song. its pretty rad.

Hot Snot

a quote taken from a very entertaining storyteller

"you think your hot snot on a silver platter when you're really just cold boogers on a paper plate!"

looks like i'm going to brazil in june!

slavehouse - oil - painted in 2002 

a sweet song

"I wish I had what I need
To be on my own
'Cause I feel so defeated
And I'm feeling alone

And it all seems so helpless
And I have no plans
I'm a plane in the sunset With nowhere to land
And all I see It could never make me happy
And all my sand castles Spend their time collapsing

Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
Let that be enough

It's my birthday tomorrow
No one here could know
I was born this Thursday 22 years ago
And I feel stuck Watching history repeating
Yeah, who am I? Just a kid who knows he's needy

Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
And let that be enough"

Switchfoot

a forced blog

i tend to be really negative when i'm at work which is understandable but stupid and i need to stop.

being negative that is.

i went to the gym tonight. i hadn't shaved in a few days so i was a little prickly. i was down to crappy clothes in my gym bag so i was wearing my woodruff high school gym shorts, my teens for christ t-shirt, and a very old sports bra that i have decided has got to go. HAH. yeah - rough. but i was like - oh well, who cares. then as i'm walking towards the elliptical, i spot my crush who is about to bench press like 200 pounds. perfect. HAH. what's worse is, after being there about thirty minutes there was a small period of time when it was just me, him, and my dad. "shake your booty" comes on the radio and my dad walks by me singing with the chorus - shake shake shake...shake shake shake - and loudly too. thanks dad - really.

when i have a place of my own - it must have a balcony. no, just some type of big porch.

mom - trust me - it could easily be worse. hah 

this is what mom calls a pig sty. puh-lease! 

from the secret place 

spring evening in shorts 

tornados

i had a dream on saturday night that i was at my grandparents house in blue ridge - the house they no longer live in. i walked outside and facing the west, the sky was bright blue and sunny. i went to go play near the gardens on the opposite side of the house. i saw a very dark blue and black massive cloud approaching. i ran back to the house and as i looked back i could see two tornados coming.

suddenly it turned into my house. i ran back into my parents bedroom. i knew my mom was there resting. i wanted to wake her up so that she could see too, so that someone would believe me. as i was waking her the first tornado approached - except it had lost all of its force and it was just like a cloudy funnel. it fizzled out right outside my mom's window. i said, wait mom - here comes another. it did the same thing. except like half of it came into the bedroom.

sermon notes - bad coffee

"take a good, hard look at your life.
think it over.
you have spent a lot of money,
but you haven't much to show for it.
you keep filling your plates,
but you never get filled up.
you keep drinking and drinking and drinking,
but you're always thirsty.
you put on layer after layer of clothes,
but you can't get warm.
and the people who work for you,
what are they getting out of it?
not much-
a leaky, rusted-out bucket, that's what.

that's why the God-of-the-Angel-Armies said:

take a good, hard look at your life.
think it over."

well, i've thought it over, haggai, - at least a little bit - and, yes, i see that i'm a spoiled american. what's worse is i see that i've become a lazy christian. like coffee that's room temperature. like a laodicean. "i know you inside out, and find little to my liking. you're not cold, you're not hot - far better to be either cold or hot! you're stale. you're stagnant. you make me want to vomit."rev.3:15-16
like an ephesian - walking away from my first love. rev.2:3-5

gotta get back...

ya know, jesus was crazy - the good kind of crazy though. he put mud in a blind man's eyes so that he could see. john 9. hah! great! he washed his friends dirty, gross feet. he loved people who beat him to a pulp.

who am i that you would recognize my name, lord.

recycling rectilinear stuff 

for you, salvador 

yeah, we know - we're hot. LOL!!! found this in an old scrapbook and had to share it, rach. 

sunny sunday

i got a sunburn today. i walked a mile. i painted on one of our old windows. i tried a new choco chip recipe. it was on the bag of a choco chip bag. not a winner. i went to el agave. pretty good. still doesn't beat sabrosos. i sang to my God.

don't you just love the spring in the south? makes me wanna go buy a hammock and listen to sheryl crowe.

my dad is in the process of replacing all of our windows in the house. he took my old bathroom window out yesterday and since then there's been this sheet of plywood there in place of the window. its been so windy lately - i just know its gonna be blown out at some point. probably right as i'm getting out of the shower. lovely.

my mom just had surgery on her sinuses. so she's walking around or sitting around i should say - like a zombie. i made her watch the village last night - that was entertaining. she thought it was very slow. but she is not one to really sit down and watch a movie anyway. the first time you really get a good glimpse of "those of whom we do not speak of" she very dryly said, "and who is that?" LOL. mom, it really is a GREAT movie! "and yes, i will dance with you on our wedding day" (or something like that). i mean, does it get any better than that? no

i went to a bridal shower today for my cousin. she's 22. she actually got married over a year ago i think. she and her husband are moving to key west in june. kinda sad - cuz i actually enjoy being around her and her husband at family things. they made them more bearable. gosh that sounded bad, huh? its just that i don't really see that side of my family enough to really know that much about them. sad

i really want to go to new york. i want to live in an apartment like meg ryan in you've got mail.

i wish i really knew what i wanted.

well, for right now i better get ready to SPRING forward.