tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30267752011-08-05T07:08:56.098-04:00Blog of CheeseJumbled, broken and sometimes free flowing thoughts and meanderings from every day life...Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.comBlogger3321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1100707326479763922004-11-17T10:55:00.000-05:002004-11-17T11:02:06.480-05:00I posted this a few years ago and thought I'd post it again if for nothing else, to make me think.
John Fischer questioning the legitimacy of CCM:
"We started trying to save the world and ended up trying to get a record contract, find out what Christians wanted, justify ourselves to the First Baptist Church. Somewhere along the line, we compromised and took the easier safe road. We listened, Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1098278131696657782004-10-20T08:46:00.000-04:002004-10-20T09:15:31.696-04:00Just finished "Orthodoxy" by G. K. Chesterton. I'll have to read it again to take it all in. But it is very interesting... I think I'm going to go look for more of his writings.
"Art, like morality, consists of drawing the line somewhere." -- G. K. Chesterton
Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1097002534484480492004-10-05T14:45:00.000-04:002004-10-05T14:55:34.486-04:00I've finally found a way to bring harmony to my family... Johnny-light.
"When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That's relativity." -- Albert Einstein
Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1096990858878168382004-10-05T11:38:00.000-04:002004-10-05T11:40:58.876-04:00Change is in the air...
Things are seeming to come along quite a bit further musically than they ever have which is good. Good but scarry. I always feel so inadaquate... But I'm learning. Also, Jennifer and I are now proud owners of 3.24 acres. We plan to build on it soon and would like to be able to move in to our new home right out of our apartment. We'll see how that goes. I have so much to Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1096640727955485232004-10-01T10:06:00.000-04:002004-10-01T10:25:27.956-04:00I haven't been able to get MM&W's Uninvisible out of my CD player for four days. Not because my CD player is broken, but I can't make myself stop listening to it... Oh so good...
"Beware of programmers who carry screwdrivers." -- Leonard Brandwein
Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1093699375073687232004-08-28T09:14:00.000-04:002004-08-28T09:22:55.073-04:00Yesterday was a day of firsts. I ate my first mango and got my first credit card.
"About the most originality that any writer can hope to achieve honestly is to steal with good judgement." -- Josh Billings
Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1090251727934628192004-07-19T11:39:00.000-04:002004-07-19T11:42:07.933-04:00Yesterday was a pretty good day despite the fact that my nose was pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain. After church Jennifer and I went out to eat at a Thai restauraunt with a couple of friends. It was pretty good. Helped clear up my sinuses for a little while. After we got home we were sitting around and decided to do some calligraphy. I think I did pretty good for my first time. Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1090079583691310932004-07-17T11:45:00.000-04:002004-07-17T11:53:44.803-04:00I think I'm going to try to start this blog back up. It's fun and I'd like to make some changes to it. Too bad I don't have a computer at home right now so I'm not making any promises, but I'd like to get back in to it.
"A synonym is a word you use when you can't spell the word you first thought of." -- Burt Bacharach
Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1081655404236488192004-04-10T23:50:00.000-04:002004-07-17T11:14:52.910-04:00Wow... September 18th is the last time I posted? Sorry guys. Not that anyone comes around here anymore (not even me), but sorry anyway... 21 days (20 in a matter of minutes) and I'll be a married man. And in an even shorter amount of time I'll be living somewhere else. With emphasis on somewhere. I'm very excited. I think I'll go write. Happy Easter everybody.
"It's just a job. Grass grows, Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1063863663755055402003-09-18T01:41:00.000-04:002003-09-18T01:41:03.370-04:00I have the most wonderful woman in the world... and I'm going to miss her terribly this week. But I'm excited to be getting my ProTools certification. It's going to be a long eight days and a lot of learning. Life sure is exciting.
"I ofen looked up at the sky an' assed meself the question - what is the stars, what is the stars?" -- Sean O'CaseyJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-1059609825365089972003-07-30T20:03:00.000-04:002003-07-30T20:03:45.273-04:00Wow... Sorry it's been so long since I've updated. I've been spending my time (which I seem to have less and less of these days) working, going on vacation, playing out some (finally), writing some new tunes, reworking some old ones and getting to know someone that I've known for six years quite a bit better. She's wonderful... Why didn't I see it until now?
"I'm in love, never been so sure of Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-956454442003-06-13T19:20:00.000-04:002003-06-13T19:20:44.466-04:00If I were supersticious I could blame the crappieness of my day on the fact that today is Friday the 13th. But come to think of it, today was really quite an average day at work. I'm ready for more good days... And if some people are supersticious, can I just be sticious? Or maybe even substicious?
"I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-950226242003-05-29T00:46:00.000-04:002003-05-29T00:46:31.366-04:00I love Foxtrot.
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"Be happy with what you have and are, be generous with both, and you won't have to hunt for happiness." -- William E. GladstoneJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-945248522003-05-18T01:11:00.000-04:002003-05-18T01:11:56.350-04:00If you can't figure out how to assemble something, the instructions are supposed to help you, right? Well, not always. Here are some of the instructions I had for assembling a swing today:
-"Attach back frame to the arm and to the back hanger using 5/16"x130 mm bolt. Guide bolt and 8.5x1.5mm washer through the pre-drilled hole on the back hanger, to the 15x8.5x9 mm plastic washer, then into the Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-933271522003-04-27T00:15:00.000-04:002003-04-27T00:15:13.763-04:00Around here, today was opening day for little league baseball. I remember opening day when I played little league. Waking up real early, putting on my uniform, getting ready for the big day. Heading down to the high school parking lot to meet up with the rest of my team and piling into the back of someone's pick up truck for the big parade (the only time I ever got to ride in the back of a truck)Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-932770982003-04-25T23:23:00.000-04:002003-04-25T23:23:28.453-04:00aslkffff jlasdlfkhas. alskfaslkfieawlrk. fierlakerlasdfywelk... aslkfjaslkd lk l asdlfkfasdlfk asdlkajlskfd aweoriqwervmweori aslfkameweir masofkwe. alskdfiowefj? aslkdfewaylsakdf!!! aslkfajsdflkvoierrqpaaosfijz. zmzilsdfsdfmoweri. amsdofweirmlwey. jakzoidsfjalskdfj. Twelakraosifjwelr. HEralkeroasdflkwea. yewar.
"I'm a reasonable man. Get off my case." -- RadioheadJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-922655892003-04-08T23:33:00.000-04:002003-04-08T23:37:52.000-04:00A Nauseous Nocturne
From: The Essential Calvin and Hobbes
Another night deprived of slumber,
Hours passing without number,
My eyes trace 'round the room. I lay
Dripping sweat and now quite certain
That tonight the final curtain
Drops upon my short life's precious play.
From the darkness, by the closet
Comes a noise, much like a faucet
Makes: a madd'ning drip-drip-dripping sound.
It seems someJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-915879502003-03-29T00:18:00.000-05:002003-03-29T00:18:42.903-05:00I would like to have one of these, but I don't see that happening any time soon.
"It is a common delusion that you make things better by talking about them." -- Rose MacaulayJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-912051312003-03-22T21:27:00.000-05:002003-03-22T21:27:52.950-05:00The best part of my day was when I forgot to put on my deoderant. You can just imagine how things went from there...
"Even imperfection itself may have its ideal or perfect state." -- Thomas De QuinceyJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-906336862003-03-13T00:39:00.000-05:002003-03-13T00:49:00.000-05:00Today I had a couple of strange conversations. When Joel and I walked in to work this morning, the greeter asked if we slept together. I didn't exactly know how to take this (was she implying that she thinks we're gay or was she just wondering if we are always together since she always sees us together?) I told her that we share a room because Joel's is full of recording equipment. Then later on Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-900581142003-03-03T12:12:00.000-05:002003-03-03T12:12:44.500-05:00"Every age has its own characteristics. Right now we are in an age of religious complexity. The simplicity which is in Christ is rarely found among us. In its stead are programs, methods, organizations and a world of nervous activities which occupy time and attention but can never satisfy the longing of the heart. The shallowness of our inner experience, the hollowness of our worship, and the Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-892019592003-02-16T16:23:00.000-05:002003-02-16T16:23:56.616-05:00I feel like I've been stagnant, on all levels, for quite some time now... I don't enjoy it, but I have yet to do anything about it...
"I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor" -- SwitchfootJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-882522012003-01-30T00:42:00.000-05:002003-01-30T00:42:33.893-05:00There's so much stuff that I need to do. So much stuff that isn't getting done. Looks like I'll be up for a while tonight.
"Patience and passage of time do more than strength and fury." -- Jean de la FontaineJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-877676122003-01-21T00:06:00.000-05:002003-01-21T00:06:43.586-05:00I guess not everyone knows that words can hurt...
"I cannot afford to waste my time making money." -- Louis AgassizJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-874560922003-01-14T23:16:00.000-05:002003-01-14T23:16:43.960-05:00Stared working for Huffy yesterday. I know, I know... I just started working at the Christian bookstore, but they just aren't giving me any hours. I'm not sure I'm going to leave them yet though. We'll see. But there's something to be said for building things and putting something together with your hands. All of these pieces that are far from useful on their own, but when they're put together Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-872049472003-01-10T00:49:00.000-05:002003-01-10T00:49:12.910-05:00Well, it looks like Nashville is out of the near future for me right now. There's just no way I could justify borrowing $20,000 to go to a school for nine months. Especially when I can do some interning down here right now and get to learn in a half million dollar studio. It's funny how we make plans and God makes other plans...
"Art is the unceasing effort to compete with the beauty of flowers Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-867285512002-12-31T00:11:00.000-05:002002-12-31T00:11:19.300-05:00Tonight at work, our window washing guy came in and started hitting on the girl I was working with. He's a quite a bit older than she is and not very tactful. He rather loudly said some of the usual things like, "Hey hon, you sure are pretty." and, "Do you have a boyfriend?" Caught off guard, she stumbled over her words and told him she was kind of seeing someone at the moment and he walked out Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-866999792002-12-30T10:46:00.000-05:002002-12-30T10:46:27.746-05:00Jennifer was back up here for Christmas and I got to hang out with her Saturday. We ended up going ice skating at an outside rink. It was quite fun. Being my first time ever ice skating, I was certain that I was going to fall (I don't do well on skates or skateboards etc), but I didn't. Hooray for me! Then we went back to her house and roasted marshmallows and made brownies. Talked a lot a bout Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-865059972002-12-25T01:04:00.000-05:002002-12-25T12:04:20.000-05:00Merry Christmas everybody. Now go to bed so Santa Clause can come...
"Merry Christmas Mister Potter!" -- George BaileyJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-864691552002-12-24T01:35:00.000-05:002002-12-24T01:35:40.010-05:00Tonight at work was see-lots-of-people-from-your-past night. I saw a lady that hasn't seen me since I was a little kid (we used to go to church together), then I saw this preacher guy that I kind of know from a revival thing he did like 5 or 6 years ago, but he really didn't know who I was so that was cool. He's kind of strange. And then the kicker... I saw the girl I kind of "dated" in high Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-860937642002-12-16T00:33:00.000-05:002002-12-16T00:33:40.520-05:00I hope we get our Christmas tree soon. It just doesn't feel much like Christmas without it. I miss the smell of the tree and sitting on the couch wrapped up in a blanket with all the lights turned off looking at the soft glow whispering in the middle of the night from the tree in the corner of the room. Maybe it's the change from the everyday arrangement of the house or maybe it's the idea of Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-859815582002-12-14T01:22:00.000-05:002002-12-14T01:22:21.140-05:00So I went to my cousin's church tonight. They were having a Christmas party and exchanging white elephant gifts. I took an old textbook and ended up with a plastic fetus. It bothers me... And speaking of Christmas, I still haven't finished my shopping. I just don't know what to get people...
"All things are difficult before they are easy." -- Thomas FullerJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-859329402002-12-13T01:15:00.000-05:002002-12-13T01:15:41.850-05:00For some unknown reason, I now have rapid fire knee popping action. I'm sure that can't be good.
"Truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is." -- Nadine GordimerJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-858257972002-12-11T01:30:00.000-05:002002-12-11T01:30:42.616-05:00So the first night at work was pretty good. I was only there for three hours, but it doesn't seem like it will ever really be that hard of a job. I'm sure I'll be buying more stuff there now since I get a discount. Now to learn their little system they have for sorting their books. All the categories and subcategories... I'm going to do my best to school them in lesser known music. Wish I could Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-856687332002-12-08T00:50:00.000-05:002002-12-08T00:50:45.360-05:00Well, I haven't posted in a while, so here's an update of sorts. Monday I went to the dermatologist to get a mole removed. It's not as fun as it sounds, but it's not as painful as I imagined. I was just a little squeamish thinking about being on the sharp end of needles and scalpels and such. I finally have a job (I start Tuesday), but am still looking for something better. Right now I'm taking Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-851975322002-11-28T00:48:00.000-05:002002-11-28T00:48:24.673-05:00I'm not too fond of the cold of winter, but I do like the fact that I get to bundle up. I especially enjoy getting a big blanket and sitting in front of the fire place or the space heater or even over a vent and being wrapped up and surrounded by warmth. That's one of the best feelings in the world. Tonight I will be wearing socks to bed.
"It is nice to know that the computer understands the Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-849332212002-11-22T13:03:00.000-05:002002-11-22T13:03:49.953-05:00I'm going to a hocky game tonight... Hope there are some good fights.
"Everybody wants to do something to help, but nobody wants to be first." -- Pearl BaileyJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-845089342002-11-13T23:38:00.000-05:002002-11-14T10:59:49.000-05:00Yesterday I bought The Fellowship of The Ring extended edition. Today I hung out with Joanna and we ate at Sonic. Tomorrow I change my oil and have my tires balanced and rotated. Friday we head up to Nashville to have a look around. These are good days...
"Every day that passes is a precious day lost." -- Frodo BagginsJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-844014822002-11-11T23:57:00.000-05:002002-11-11T23:57:05.106-05:00Do you mind if I shave my head?
"Readers are plentiful: thinkers are rare." -- Harriet MartineauJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-841587172002-11-07T01:21:00.000-05:002002-11-07T01:21:49.276-05:00The past two nights some stranger has come up to me and asked me for money. Both times I would have given it to them had I had any to give...
"A symphony must be like the world. It must contain everything." -- Gustav MahlerJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-840442672002-11-05T00:21:00.000-05:002002-11-05T00:23:27.000-05:00My mom wants me to make up a Christmas list for her. I've been trying and here's what I've come up with so far:
- 4-port USB hub
- Kalimba
Any suggestions?
"The truth doesn't hurt unless it ought to." -- B. C. ForbesJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-840425352002-11-04T23:38:00.000-05:002002-11-04T23:38:49.043-05:00Don't forget to vote tomorrow...
"Nostalgia isn't what it used to be." -- Simone SignoretJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-839472672002-11-03T00:58:00.000-05:002002-11-03T00:58:26.246-05:00Have you ever had a day when something was bothering you but you didn't exactly know what it was? That's how my day was today. Kind of down for no particular reason. But I did see The Santa Clause 2 tonight and that helped. Almost Christmas...
"Never fight an inanimate object." -- P. J. O'RourkeJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-838636952002-11-01T02:05:00.000-05:002002-11-01T02:08:45.000-05:00Oh my gosh. Tonight at church someone gave me a Testamint. It was hands down the WORST mint I've ever stuck in my mouth! I wish people wouldn't make Christian crap like that. It seems that when Christians make something to market, be it mints, music or plumbing services, it is usually second-rate (if that). And the rest of the world translates this as CHRISTIAN = CRAP! If we are going to market Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-838092982002-10-31T00:22:00.000-05:002002-10-31T00:22:02.673-05:00So I got to see Derek Webb and Sandra McCracken last night. It was really good. I picked up both of her albums as well as a special 3 song EP that Derek had. I like them all, but I think my favorite song is from Derek's ep. It's called Wedding Dress. Here are the lyrics:
If you could love me as a wife
And for my wedding gift, your life
Should that be all I'll ever need
Or is there more I'm Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-835799852002-10-27T00:30:00.000-04:002002-10-27T00:30:28.553-04:00Somtimes my mom can really tick me off. Right about now seems like a good time to pack up, leave and get a tattoo...
"O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all whooping!" -- William ShakespeareJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-833350942002-10-22T00:19:00.000-04:002002-10-22T00:19:02.806-04:00My niece has a hyperactive gag reflex... not a pretty sight.
"Once you become predictable, no one's interested anymore." -- Chet AtkinsJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-831549802002-10-18T01:21:00.000-04:002002-10-18T01:21:20.990-04:00I have nothing to say.
"Somtimes our lives depend on that which we place faith in
And sometimes faith relies in whom we are depending" -- MortalJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-830656692002-10-16T11:38:00.000-04:002002-10-16T11:38:07.910-04:00Okay. I really need to get some money. The Fellowship of The Ring (with extra footage) comes out next month and my CD list is ever growing. Here's what it looks like right now:
Beck -- Sea Change
Don Chaffer (& Waterdeep) -- What You Don't Know and Whole Nother Deal
Sixpence None The Richer -- Divine Discontent
Mortal -- Nu-en-jin (or something like that)
Maybe I'll make some money this weekend Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-827256582002-10-09T00:56:00.000-04:002002-10-09T00:56:07.160-04:00Last night before game 5 of the Giants v. Braves my dad said, "I wonder how many times they're going to mention Barry Bonds tonight." So I decided to count and here are the results: Barry Bonds was mentioned 112 times during the game.
That's 2.07 times per out.
That's 12.44 times per inning!
That's ridiculous!!!
I believe someone was a bit obsessed with Mr. Bonds.
"If writers were good Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-826214052002-10-07T00:05:00.000-04:002002-10-07T00:05:40.666-04:00I have got to stop spending money... Especially since I'm not making any right now.
"Spend the afternoon. You can't take it with you." -- Annie DillardJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-824534422002-10-03T01:06:00.000-04:002002-10-03T01:06:34.180-04:00So I've been doing some job hunting on the internet. I could get a job with the CIA or with Lego... Or another boring desk job. Hmmm....
"She likes to open the doors and go looking for Morrison." -- Dime Store ProphetsJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-824003592002-10-02T00:11:00.000-04:002002-10-02T00:11:37.796-04:00Why do I keep getting an e-mail wanting me to visit The Back Scratcher? It may be "therapeutic fun for everyone", but I think I'll save my money.
"Beauty is only skin deep, but it's a valuable asset if you're poor or haven't any sense." -- Kin HubbardJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-821437922002-09-26T09:35:00.000-04:002002-09-26T09:35:13.506-04:00I'm going to be an uncle again.
"The dead of midnight is the noon of thought." -- Anna Letitia BarbauldJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-820322432002-09-24T01:43:00.000-04:002002-09-24T01:43:51.176-04:00So I'm finally beating this funk that decided to pay me an unwelcome visit. Maybe when I feel better I'll go find that mountain. Or since we really don't have mountains here (some people say Stone Mountain doesn't count), it might be easier to just join the monastery down the way.
"It is infinitely better to transplant a heart than to bury it to be devoured by worms." -- Christiaan BarnardJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-818090472002-09-19T01:29:00.000-04:002002-09-19T01:29:09.340-04:00There's a certain way someone can say, "I want you to meet my friend." that translates into, "I'm really trying to set you up with my friend because I'm totally not interested in you but I'm trying to be nice about it and make everybody (especially myself) happy with the whole situation." And what's worse is when someone says, "She's really nice." Maybe I should climb up on top of a mountain, sitJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-817611282002-09-18T02:12:00.000-04:002002-09-18T02:12:47.330-04:00Rachel came over again tonight. And yes, we made brownies again. I don't think we're baking any tomorrow though. They're not very healthy. Maybe while we're out tomorrow I'll be able to find some film for my Kodak Duaflex IV. I think I'll check Wolf Camera.
"The only thing wrong with immortality is that it tends to go on forever." -- Herb CaenJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-816567312002-09-16T00:14:00.000-04:002002-09-16T00:14:12.236-04:00The other day I heard someone say the name Joey and for some reason it brought back the memory of a childhood friend I had whose name was Joey. I don't really remember a lot about him, but I do remember the night that I went over to his house and we played in his room and sneaked under the kitchen table and ate some french fries before supper. And I remember his parents taking us to the fare Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-816185642002-09-15T00:17:00.000-04:002002-09-15T00:17:44.430-04:00I feel like a "nice guy".
"Nice guys finish last." -- Leo DurocherJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-812420122002-09-06T12:42:00.000-04:002002-09-06T12:43:25.000-04:00ULTRA CRAP!!!!Victor Wooten was here last night and I didn't know! Why do I always miss him? *sigh*
"My life is one long curve, full of turning points." -- Pierre Elliott TrudeauJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-811109632002-09-03T18:42:00.000-04:002002-09-03T18:43:37.000-04:00Sometimes I feel like I'm not a very good musician... But I discovered this song today and now I feel much better. (right click the link and "Save Target As...")
"I'm sick of love" -- Bob DylanJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-810731932002-09-02T23:50:00.000-04:002002-09-02T23:50:12.120-04:00It's been quite a weekend. Went to a lock-in Friday night. We were supposed to play, but that didn't happen since they did a kind of service thing until about 3:30am and Jeff had to leave around 2am since he had to be at work at 8am. Played Farkle and hung out the rest of the night and got zero sleep. By the time I made it to a place of silence the sun was up and I couldn't go to sleep. Not even Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-808103232002-08-28T00:44:00.000-04:002002-08-28T00:44:30.666-04:00Well, I wasn't impressed enough with "Big Two Hearted River" to be able to write a 5 page research paper/critical essay on it, so I chaged my topic to Emily Dickinson's view of death in her poetry. I'm quite happy because I got my research proposal turned in on time and also I just bought Steve Taylor's "Now The Truth Can Be Told" video from Half.com. I thought I would never get a hold of that Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-806393772002-08-23T22:28:00.000-04:002002-08-23T22:28:36.196-04:00I have to research and discuss Hemingway's "Big Two Hearted River: Part I" in my American Lit. class in a couple of weeks and I have to turn in a proposal Monday on what I am going to write my research paper on. I think I'm going to take the easy way out and write my paper on "Big Two Hearted River: Part I" as well. I would like to do it on something I'm more interested in, but, being the Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-805021672002-08-20T22:02:00.000-04:002002-08-20T22:03:55.000-04:00Bought Blindside's new album Silence this afternoon and I'm going to see them and Project86 this Thursday. Should be fun. I'll be looking for a job here in a few weeks. Hope I find something I like.
"Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun." -- Pablo PicassoJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-803052762002-08-16T00:22:00.000-04:002002-08-16T00:22:07.076-04:00It's fun to watch my nephew as he grows up. He learns something new every time I see him.
"Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forward." -- Soren KierkegaardJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-801712882002-08-13T00:46:00.000-04:002002-08-13T00:46:48.000-04:00The last half of last week was fun. Thursday Joel and I hung out with Joanna all day. Hit the thrift store and went to see The Master of Disguise. Joanna wanted to see it, and had two free tickets. I didn't think it was all that great, but there were some funny parts. They just happened to all come from the out-takes during and after the credits. My dad was off Friday so we (my family and I) all Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-799638362002-08-07T22:48:00.000-04:002002-08-07T22:48:32.743-04:00Well, Jennifer is back from her trip to Ireland and she gave me a call last night. She tried to call from Ireland, but her calling card wouldn't work. It was good to talk to her again. Maybe she'll come up for a visit sometime soon. The Fellowship of The Ring is out on DVD now, but I think I'm going to wait until November when the extended version comes out. These are my random and somewhat Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-798762042002-08-06T00:24:00.000-04:002002-08-06T00:24:16.183-04:00It really stinks when you think you've completed your Associates degree and then you find out your missing one class... ugh. Looking forward to the end of this quarter. Also looking forward to the 22nd of this month. I'm going to go see Blindside and Project86. Should be fun. Not to mention that both bands are coming out with new albums in August and September (respectively) along with Don's 2 Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-795337362002-07-29T00:04:00.000-04:002002-07-29T00:04:12.113-04:00Driving home from church today I listened to Andrew Peterson's "Carried Along" album. I haven't listened to that one in a long time; well, not while awake. I sleep on it on a somewhat regular basis, but listening to it this afternoon I re-realized what a great album it is. I've also had the chorus of this song rolling around in my head for a few days. The Waiting's "The Waiting". Yet another goodJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-794270612002-07-26T02:06:00.000-04:002002-07-26T02:06:21.393-04:00The comfort of complacency. I hate to leave it, but I hate the though of staying even more. I don't know where I'm going or how I'm getting there, but fortunately I don't have to know everything. That makes it a little easier.
"Step by step You'll lead me
And I will follow You all of my days" -- Rich MullinsJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-792448012002-07-22T01:39:00.000-04:002002-07-22T01:39:17.410-04:00 I returned from vacation last night around midnight. Florida was nice. Danielle and I swam out to a sand bar for the first time ever. I'm usually not too fond of the ocean and I'm thinking it might have something to do with the fact that a bunch of my dad's side of the family would all get together and watch Jaws while we were in Florida and then go out to the beach the next day. That's not a Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-787782832002-07-10T11:07:00.000-04:002002-07-10T11:07:02.526-04:00Yesterday I woke up and went outside to get the mail. My mom was out there talking to a lady that lives down the road who had just lost her two dogs. When I got up the driveway to where they were, the lady started talking to me and said, "I was just telling your wife about my dogs..." MY WIFE!??!?! Either my mom looks really young for 50 or I look really old for 23...
"Procrastination is the artJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-786163552002-07-06T09:48:00.000-04:002002-07-06T09:48:57.966-04:00And speaking of friends, I'm not too sure how much fun this class reunion is going to be tonight, but I guess the only way to find out is to go. I know my best friend in high school has changed quite a bit since we graduated, but there are a couple of people I know that haven't changed too much that I'll still be able to relate to. It's kind of strange to think that four of them are already Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-784210852002-07-01T11:43:00.000-04:002002-07-01T11:43:50.540-04:00I'm back from Savannah now. Went out there for the weekend to visit my friend Jennifer. It was quite fun. When we got down there we dropped in on her at work and she introduced us to her coworkers. They were pretty cool. When she got off, we went to the mall to eat and walked around and looked in some stores. Didn't buy anything though. Then we went back to her apartment and played The Powerpuff Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-782542272002-06-27T00:02:00.000-04:002002-06-27T00:04:06.000-04:00My cousin just got a 5 ft. albino python and a cage for $50. I'm going to have to pay him a visit. Woohoo!
"Most ballet teachers in the United States are terrible. If they were in medicine, everyone would be poisoned." -- George BalanchineJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-781179692002-06-23T23:54:00.000-04:002002-06-23T23:54:20.630-04:00Happy birthday to me. 23 on the 23rd. Hmmm... Guess that won't ever happen again.
"As we acquire more knowledge, things do not become more comprehensible, but more mysterious." -- Albert SchweitzerJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-778310982002-06-16T23:47:00.000-04:002002-06-16T23:47:56.060-04:00Anyone want to support me monetarily? I'm going to Atlanta Fest for three days this week, going to Savannah for a weekend next week to visit Jennifer, and I'm also debating on buying some Birks (on sale of course) before I go on vacation in July.
"Richard Wagner, a musician who wrote music which is better than it sounds." -- Richard WagnerJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-776405762002-06-12T00:42:00.000-04:002002-06-12T00:42:06.433-04:00Tonight I received an automated Happy Birthday message from my State Representative...
"A belief is not true because it is useful." -- Henri Frederic AmielJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-774636952002-06-07T10:59:00.000-04:002002-06-07T10:59:30.880-04:00I am working on putting some of my records onto CD. I've only done one so far, but it turned out pretty good. I figured I would do this to occupy my time (although I should be studying Biology) as well as put my minidisc recorder to use again since I haven't been to any shows lately. This will be much easier than finding a record player to put in my car.
"Consider, when you are enraged at any Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-773185492002-06-04T00:36:00.000-04:002002-06-04T00:36:24.920-04:00I love the "50% off everything" day they have at one of our local thrift stores every Monday. What better reason to spend money you shouldn't on things you don't really need? But I did get a Texas T-shirt today. It says, "Don't Mess With Texas". I also got a "Team Jonathan" T-shirt. Don't know what that's all about, but what the heck. It was a buck. Then there's the "Ready to strike" t-shirt thatJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-772055802002-05-31T22:23:00.000-04:002002-05-31T22:23:23.786-04:00Does my title look like swiss cheese? (It does to me, but I have the font on my computer) If not, I am wondering if there is any way for you to see it as swiss cheese without you having to download the font. Help?
"Long is the road from conception to completion." -- MolièreJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-771567582002-05-30T17:49:00.000-04:002002-05-30T17:54:29.000-04:00I am tinkering with my blog again. Excuse any mess I may make. And thank you, Michael. :)Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-771513152002-05-30T15:13:00.000-04:002002-05-30T15:15:10.000-04:00You'd think living out in the country I would see a lot of snakes, but that hasn't been the case since I've been here. I've seen 3 in about 4 years. I saw the third one today as my mom and I were walking. It was coming out of the brush and onto the dirt road. It was a 4 foot (maybe longer) king snake. I wanted to watch it and see where it was headed, but didn't figure it would be good to keep my Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-770516422002-05-28T00:56:00.000-04:002002-05-28T10:55:16.000-04:00Well, what a fun weekend. Friday was Bob Dylan's birthday which we unfortunately forgot to celebrate amongst all the craziness of preparing for Joel's graduation party. Happy belated birthday Robert Zimmerman! Saturday Joel graduated and Bob Dylan was at his graduation. Well, it was a guy who looked a whole lot like Bob Dylan in his younger days. I saw him across the way and got him on video tapeJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-769486152002-05-24T23:50:00.000-04:002002-05-24T23:50:11.600-04:00Joel and I went to Wal-Mart tonight. We were walking in and Joel ended up holding the door for a middle aged, black man. The man walked past me and said in a heavy African accent, "How are you?" I said, "I'm fine." He kept walking. Then he turned around and walked back to me and said, "I really like your beard." "Thank you" I replied. He turned to leave, but hesitated; turned back around and got Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-769138182002-05-24T01:52:00.000-04:002002-05-24T01:52:09.053-04:00I don't think I'm going to go for that job now because I registered for classes today and I'll be going to school smack dab in the middle of the day Monday-Thursday. I may need something more flexible than what they want. I can't work every night because we have to have some time to get together for practice. Hope that doesn't mess anything up. The good thing is that I'm going to get to take my Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-768717242002-05-23T01:12:00.000-04:002002-05-23T01:12:20.100-04:00So I'm somewhat interested in the girl I met at the wedding that told me about a job opening. I called her today to get more information about it. She gave it to me. I wonder if I'll have the guts to call her back. And if I do, will I actually attempt to ask her if she would ever like to hang out? I'm terrible at things like this... *sigh*
"The real hero is always a hero by mistake; he dreams ofJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-767876372002-05-21T01:21:00.000-04:002002-05-21T01:25:13.000-04:00Well, I had a very busy weekend. Friday we celebrated Joel's birthday by going bowling and then grabbing a bite to eat. Then we hung out with our cousin and stuff. Unfortunately, we didn't get to go to Frenchie's graduation, but she probably wouldn't have seen us anyway since it was at a stadium and started at 8pm. We would have had to leave by 9:30pm to get home by midnight. Then Saturday, got Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-765255512002-05-14T01:04:00.000-04:002002-05-14T01:04:57.883-04:00Lately I've been short on words, but I've been pondering a lot. You know, just pondering in general. Everything from "how in the world am I ever going to find a wife?" to "where can I find a black, 11x14 frame for $10 or less?" and " why haven't I written any songs lately?" One o'clock and all is well. I should get some sleep.
"Be like a duck. Calm on the surface, but always paddling like the Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-765075332002-05-13T16:36:00.000-04:002002-05-13T16:36:17.080-04:00It's funny how the faintest scent can hold so many memories.
"I don't want three million people digesting my private life over their cornflakes." -- Francesca AnnisJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-764062982002-05-10T15:14:00.000-04:002002-05-10T15:15:06.000-04:00CRAP!
"I wish you would read a little poetry sometimes. Your ignorance cramps my conversation." -- Anthony HopeJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-763342542002-05-09T01:41:00.000-04:002002-05-09T01:41:40.456-04:00My nephew is on the verge of saying my name. For now, I am "Junk".
"You can live a lifetime and, at the end of it, know more about other people than you know about yourself." -- Beryl MarkhamJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-762197552002-05-06T10:16:00.000-04:002002-05-06T10:16:17.373-04:00How long will it take you to save a million dollars?
"A man travels the world over in search of what he needs, and returns home to find it." -- George MooreJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-761434282002-05-03T23:53:00.000-04:002002-05-03T23:53:29.733-04:00Well, I finished my paper on time and I think I did okay on the midterm (both for my weekend class). But I don't think the insturctor was in the best of moods tonight. She kind of got on to me and one of the girls for playing tic-tac-toe. We only played one game... Sheesh.
"A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way." -- Mark TwainJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-760475102002-05-01T14:40:00.000-04:002002-05-01T14:40:24.620-04:00Well, so much for seeing Béla Fleck and the Flecktones this Sunday. I just found out that those tickets my sister-in-law has are only good to get in to see her mom's church choir. I guess I'll put my minidisc recorder back in it's little corner... *sigh*
"I have enough money to get by. I'm not independently wealthy, just independently lazy, I suppose." -- Montgomery CliftJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-758366642002-04-26T01:03:00.000-04:002002-04-26T01:03:47.646-04:00I have to get up at 7:30am and go pick up my nephew. He's staying here over the weekend. Well, until Saturday evening anyway. And maybe I'll finally go to the library to get my resources for my research paper. These next nine days are going to be busy...
"Broad-minded is just another way of saying a fellow is too lazy to form an opinion." -- Will RogersJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-757980312002-04-25T00:58:00.000-04:002002-04-25T00:59:38.000-04:00I've changed the topic of my research paper three times so far. From solar energy technologies to biofuels to endangered species. I think I'll stick with endangered species. I should be able to find plenty of information on that and there won't be so many big words... Well, except for some of the names of the animals like the Red-shanked Douc Langur (Pygathrix nemaeus). Guess I should get startedJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-757558472002-04-24T00:38:00.000-04:002002-04-24T00:38:22.143-04:00Well, my Explorer should be fixed tomorrow. It was the somethingerother manifold gasket. About $400 after everything is added up... Oh well. My sister-in-law e-mailed me tonight and said that her mom has some tickets for next Sunday for Music Midtown. She said I could have them. I hope I get out of class early that day. I'm going to see Béla Fleck and the Flecktones. Should somewhat make up for Jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3026775.post-756960832002-04-22T15:13:00.000-04:002002-04-22T15:13:45.930-04:00On one hand, I don't care what people think of me. On the other hand, I do because I think I've learned my role a bit too well...
"I'll fill hup the chinks wi' cheese." -- R. S. SurteesJonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170644180119844604noreply@blogger.com0