tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61471582011-04-21T17:41:02.622-04:00Singin'....Doo wah ditty, ditty dum ditty dooDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comBlogger1991100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1167285166707592552006-12-28T00:52:00.000-05:002006-12-28T00:52:46.720-05:00Little White CrossesWhen I drive by myself for the better part of a given day, I spend half of the time paying a lot of attention to the things around me, out of boredom, and then the other half of the time in a dotted-line stupor, contemplating life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. I don't think this is such a bad thing; it means I am a hazard to other drivers only 50% of the time, whichDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1158635587572265332006-09-18T23:12:00.000-04:002006-09-18T23:13:07.590-04:00I'm so going down in flames.Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1155760764391762302006-08-16T16:19:00.000-04:002006-08-16T16:39:24.416-04:00On speech:Until now, I've never actually lived somewhere where a person, in their common speech, referred to a passing cop car as the "POH-leese".If you are going to be a highly skilled mechanic, you apparently must speak politely and with correct grammar around the boss, women, or even other sorts of coworkers, but when you around other mechanics, all regular nouns are prefaced with "f***ing", Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1153246364027746172006-07-18T14:09:00.000-04:002006-07-18T14:12:53.306-04:00I'm really enjoying my summer here in hell texas.Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1152501194433748552006-07-09T22:49:00.000-04:002006-07-09T23:13:14.450-04:00I returned from a trip to Kenya a few weeks ago. The person who left for that trip was a gaunt, troubled Ditty. He stayed there. I got to come back in his place.The time I spent there was far from idyllic. There was constant hard work, stress, and relational problems. But the sense of accomplishment that came from doing the work and seeing the joyful hearts of the Kenyan people is Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1146904433086319352006-05-06T04:33:00.000-04:002006-05-06T04:33:53.106-04:00The greatest winners in life are the ones who keep going long after it would have been prudent to quit.So are the greatest losers.[Ditty]Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1145323738121303652006-04-17T21:28:00.000-04:002006-04-17T23:32:09.706-04:00Sharp fingers cut off my airit's hard to speak andthe words don't make sense anyway.Grief, indignation, and crushed dreamswash through the void, filling it briefly butthe emotions don't make sense anyway.All of my stress clearsas everything focuses on this new pain, butthe hurts don't make sense anyway.Faith gets intermingled with my hopesand as they deflate and I sink lower and lowerthe depths Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1141720680778593342006-03-07T03:35:00.000-05:002006-03-07T03:38:00.780-05:00My RedemptionI try too hard. I spend every day devastating myself with regrets and repentance. I have used up all capacity to do good on my own, and I refuse to use any goodness from God’s supply.A saint is not someone who is good, but someone who experiences the goodness of God. (Thomas Merton)My angst has run so deeply, my physical attributes have begun to mirror it. My body is thin and wiryDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1131575566015638832005-11-09T17:18:00.000-05:002005-11-09T17:32:46.026-05:00Before your time before your TimeThe first offense: our days are numbered, every step a stairway down.The second: science dares encumber desperates with this ticking bomb.The third and gravest error yet is when the second wagers long.A calendar, we left are holding, a circled date, unjust and wrong.HopesI nail myself to twisted trees, in hopes an angel rescues me.But angels are Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1131458952451582802005-11-08T09:09:00.000-05:002005-11-08T09:09:12.460-05:00I wanna go home.Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1131220642280500952005-11-05T14:55:00.000-05:002005-11-05T14:57:22.293-05:00Here's the things I can't say about myself. I took one of those Meyers-Briggs tests the other day, and was really surprised with the results, because a lot of it was very true. I think it actually did a pretty good job of pinpointing my 'personality.'Here are the results I think are most pertinent. Maybe then you'll understand.Personality Type: INFP (Introversion, intuition, feeling, perceivingDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1130648929358781822005-10-30T01:02:00.000-05:002005-10-30T01:09:53.176-04:00I thought growing up and maturing was supposed to be all about getting to be more rational and logical. It seems to me like my head is really just getting more and more out of control. It keeps getting harder and harder to fix it too, and the fixes don't last as long. What is wrong with me? I hate trying to figure things out by myself.DittyTim McGraw/(Daniel '1/2 A' Bond) - Don't take the GirlDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1129445054339939142005-10-16T02:43:00.000-04:002005-10-16T02:44:24.626-04:00Do you know what my favorite part of Good Will Hunting is? I bet you don't even have a clue.Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1128030457150326352005-09-29T17:42:00.000-04:002005-09-29T17:47:37.156-04:00"Scientific Discoveries" (even in this sophisticated day and age), are the equivalent of a little kid standing at a lightswitch, wanting everyone to congratulate him because he figured out that the light is on when the switch is up and off when it is down. The poor little kid can't even reach the switch to change it, much less understand the complex principles of electricity that cause the light Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1127543345248133962005-09-24T02:27:00.000-04:002005-09-24T02:29:05.253-04:00Stuff happened this week (See picture below).I pretty much got bored.[Ditty]Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1127417716254156972005-09-22T15:31:00.000-04:002005-09-22T15:35:16.260-04:00I talked to my dad last night. When he found out I was still sick and still had a lot going on, he told me I really needed to figure out how to take it easy. He had just had two of his patients, college students, come see him who had developed bell's palsey from being under stress so much that their immune system gave out. That would suck. Something has gotta give.[Ditty]Papa RoachDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1127059588562013492005-09-18T11:27:00.000-04:002005-09-18T12:06:28.600-04:00It was Christmas morning. But this day would end up being far more different than any other Christmas that had passed and, thank God, it could never happen again. Somehow or other, I don't know the details or else I would write them here, but she found out about the affair, on this day of all days, and the home erupted in emotions pent up for far too long. Their differing personalities became Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1126328069608691032005-09-10T00:52:00.000-04:002005-09-10T00:54:29.613-04:00I think it takes a long time of being around me for anyone to get to like me.I think thats a lot better than being one of those people for whom it takes a long time for people to realize they really don't like them.[Ditty]Switchfoot - Let That Be EnoughDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1125443399183928612005-08-30T19:06:00.000-04:002005-08-30T19:09:59.186-04:00School Picture Day[Ditty]Green Day - WhatsernameDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1124170959801306352005-08-16T01:02:00.000-04:002005-08-16T01:42:39.806-04:00There's hope for us all.For the Lord God is a sun and shield; the Lord bestows favor and honor; no good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless.O Lord Almighty, blessed is the man who trusts in you.The new theme is blameless living and God-trusting. May it get us all through the year ahead to the good things God has for us, and may they be what we least expected.[Ditty]Fresh Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1123910127355098262005-08-13T00:54:00.000-04:002005-08-13T01:15:27.360-04:00The reasons behind a personality are complicated, because they are all built upon a series of tiers. The reason a person is this way, is because they think this way, because they feel this way, because they believe this way, because this happened to them, etc. Or, it's like the proverbial onion, where each layer, when removed, reveals another layer.The problem with onions is, when they go bad, Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1123731351592035972005-08-10T23:29:00.000-04:002005-08-10T23:36:56.756-04:00Have you ever realized there's a very subtle difference between the phrases "time to kill" and "a time to kill"? Definately makes a big difference though.I've come to realize almost nobody can really understand subtlety. If they've heard something similar before, then when they hear it from you they just assume you mean exactly the same as the last person. They don't understand that there can be Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1123517617087324662005-08-08T12:08:00.000-04:002005-08-08T12:13:37.093-04:00So, today's not exactly going to be ordinary. You see, this is the view out the front of the Dispatch, as of about 15 minutes ago.Ah yes, protestors protesting away. It's because of an editorialist cartoon that we printed a few days ago that was not very respectful to a strongly opinionated, but apparently also strongly supported, state official who died a few days earlier.Yeh, there's sort of aDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1123475258963480742005-08-08T00:04:00.000-04:002005-08-08T00:31:39.690-04:00Alright, the theme chosen for tonight is 'light and pointless.' Aaaahhh...So here's the thing. I always think it is kind of interesting to look through someone's cd's. Especially the ones that they bought themselves. To me that sort of tells a lot about the person, because I mean, if they are willing to spend their money on something instead of just getting it for free or getting it as a gift or Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1123425755279253832005-08-07T10:41:00.000-04:002005-08-07T19:51:37.986-04:00Why's it the hardest thing in the world for me to admit that I need help, even when it's God I'm asking?Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1123286069782708092005-08-05T19:37:00.000-04:002005-08-05T19:58:21.283-04:00The man decided to hire a gardener to tend his large property. He could do it himself, of course, but he had a friend, who had a friend, whose twice removed brother-in-law was an out-of-work gardener... you know how it goes. He was pretty much doing the poor guy a favor.The gardener showed up - right on time - Monday morning. The man walked with him through the vast property, showing him these Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1123210164730954722005-08-04T22:43:00.000-04:002005-08-04T22:49:24.736-04:00You know what I hate? Busy signals.They're totally impersonal and impenetrable.They make you irritated and impatient.And at the wrong time, they can even be devastating.They should just make it so when you call a number and it's busy, it just picks a random number and connects you to that. That way you can just say a how-do-you-do and hang up the phone knowing that, even though you didn't get Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1122790662407703902005-07-31T01:58:00.000-04:002005-07-31T02:17:42.413-04:00They are an amazing group of people, I realized that tonight. They are some of the finest young men and young ladies I may ever know. I'm very proud of them - since I had been out of contact with all of them for so long, I had all sorts of wild visions of everyone in my past just tossing wisdom to the wind and running whatever direction seemed easiest or most entertaining. But they didn't. Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1122663290143939802005-07-29T14:29:00.000-04:002005-07-29T14:54:50.150-04:00i dont learn from my mistakes.1. Don't suck on the back of the pen when you're not using it. Today it was the highlighter, with the cap jammed in the back. I figured, hey, just suck on the cap, no harm done. But those wily cap designers put little holes in the cap, so when i pulled off the cap to put it back on the front of the highlighter, a whole bunch of spit poured out on the floor. Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1122106535423435832005-07-23T04:03:00.000-04:002005-07-23T04:18:45.613-04:00It's late, I'm home all by myself, and I didn't feel like going to sleep right away. Bad Combo.This is the result... the Ditty-look-a-like contest!!! Please voice your opinion.Tyson Ritter - lead for The All American RejectsI just thought it would be fun to compare since I'm working so darn hard to grow my hair longer.Bob Saget - You know him.The first words I heard from a girl I had just met my Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1122062877498578652005-07-22T16:06:00.000-04:002005-07-22T16:07:57.503-04:00Important thought for the day:Flowers can still bloom after they are picked.Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1121490175925592342005-07-16T00:57:00.000-04:002005-07-16T01:05:42.193-04:00and thats how it goes."I have one more really annoying thing I gotta do."JD on Scrubs[Ditty]Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1121048759396631822005-07-10T21:49:00.000-04:002005-07-10T22:25:59.433-04:00Can you remember the last time anybody did something nice for you or got you something nice, without you even asking? I don't have a very good memory, but for some reason, stuff like that sticks in my head and can really change how I look at a person. I think maybe because it is one of the things that is meaningful to me is why I try to find opportunities to do nice little (or big) things for Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1120751932788478482005-07-07T11:51:00.000-04:002005-07-07T11:58:52.793-04:00-------A Post From Work-------awk...ward...I just walked into the vending room downstairs to see a middle aged man very angrily pounding his fist against one of the vending machines over and over again. While I was in the middle of thinking, "Oh my word, that's just a little violent just to get a twink... crap," he shot me an angry glare.Luckily for me I'm a fast thinker, so real quickly I Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1120530943698188372005-07-04T22:12:00.000-04:002005-07-04T22:35:43.703-04:00Alright - a story tonight, before I crash. It's called How I Got Hooked on Music.It's actually pretty ironic, when you look at the whole thing. I've been "into" music for I guess just about as long as I've been alive, since I had freaking piano lessons every week from the time I was 6 until just before I turned 17. That's a whole 'nother story. Don't ask me to play - unless you are somebody Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1119928666664230902005-06-27T23:07:00.000-04:002005-06-27T23:17:46.670-04:00Irresponsibility sets in.I skipped work today. Hope they don't fire me tomorrow.Spent the day at the lake instead. It felt good to do something I wanted to do instead of something I felt obligated to do, for once. But it's all about perspective. They aren't going to fire me, and I don't need to make a great impression - I'm not planning on working there forever, and probably not even another Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1119846485475852572005-06-26T23:52:00.000-04:002005-06-27T00:28:05.486-04:00Chances thrownDreams die hard. But they can get killed pretty easily.No matter how much you don't want to admit it, the world is wrong. It's not fair; nothing ever works out how it should. People are fragile.Nothing's freeYou don't have to look any farther than you have already seen. People are hurting right in front of you. How about the young, skinny kid with the trash-stash behind the Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1119471868160504802005-06-22T16:20:00.000-04:002005-06-22T16:24:28.176-04:00Two things from work today:1. Sat in a staff meeting for 45 minutes. Spent majority of the time contemplating the fact that those 45 minutes were a waste of probably nearly $3,000 in salary time. Ouch.2. My boss was telling stories about his family: "I grew up in a family of nine kids in New York City. My parents were Amish Gypsies. I'm Gypmish." Had to crack a smile on that one.I'm goin home.Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1118629458266921692005-06-12T22:16:00.000-04:002005-06-12T22:24:18.270-04:00I was looking in the mirror a few minutes ago...You know, I have no idea where that scar below my left eye is from. I guess its always been there. You can see it more when my face is flushed, like it is now.People sometimes say that scars are good memories. I don't think so. I think I'm kind of blessed to be able to completely and utterly forget where this one came from. I wish I could Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1118467182659865762005-06-11T01:35:00.000-04:002005-06-11T01:29:37.776-04:00The topic tonight is:All the things I have no one to tell; therefore I am telling everyone. You see, I realized that over the summer things are different. I have way more time to myself. My mind goes all over the place, but unlike the school year, it can take its time and doesn't have to stress itself out. But its finally starting to produce now, and sitting at work when the thoughts hit, I have Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1118112010912305862005-06-06T22:31:00.000-04:002005-06-06T22:40:10.923-04:00Two within half an hour, what am I thinking? This was too good though."Human beings do not live forever, Reuven. We live less than the time it takes to blink an eye, if we measure our lives against eternity. So it may be asked what value is there to a human life. There is so much pain in the world. What does it mean to have to suffer so much if our lives are nothing more than the blink of an eye?Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1118110351537846872005-06-06T22:11:00.000-04:002005-06-06T22:12:31.546-04:00"I am proud to report that your orthotic design has been very well recieved by the technicians here in Kenya and your procedure is excellent. I explained it all to one of the guys, he was getting bored with me, so when I was done he took your binder and built the joint in about 30 min all on his own. The simplicity and quality of the design are greatly appreciated by the guys here. Excellent Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1118026024706344012005-06-05T22:35:00.000-04:002005-06-05T22:47:04.710-04:00Two nights ago, several of my friends and I all got together again, and went over to a park. That was so much fun. It's nice to just have the kind of friends where you can forego all the awkward silences or the need to "catch up" on everything, and just hang out and do fun stuff. After the homerun derby with tennis balls, we played "nine lives" on the playground, a throwback from elementary yearsDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1117859458645474272005-06-04T00:16:00.000-04:002005-06-04T00:30:58.650-04:00Just in case there is anyone who actually believes me or trusts my judgment:75% of the time, I have no idea what is going on.50% of the time, I have no idea what I should do.95% of the time, I have no idea what I am doing.As you can see, there is only a very, very small amount of the time where I actually have it all together. Try to keep that in mind whenever you talk to me.... As I put on my Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1117810711541961372005-06-03T10:57:00.000-04:002005-06-03T10:58:31.546-04:00I had a moment of deja vu just now. But then I remembered - Oh wait, that really did happen before. Double weird.[Ditty]Collective Soul - Better NowDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1117677696248810492005-06-01T21:56:00.000-04:002005-06-01T22:01:36.253-04:00So far this summer, I haven't read a single thing for the first time, except for the newspaper, of course. It's alright though, I'm enjoying the favorites.Yesterday I finished Fahrenheit 451 for like the tenth time. Maybe I will put some of my underlinings up here sometime soon.And now I'm reading The Chosen for, I dunno, maybe the fifth time. It may very well be my favorite book ever, and itsDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1117508401837598482005-05-30T22:57:00.000-04:002005-05-30T23:00:01.843-04:00Extended family: Either they can't remember your name or even the fact you exist, or they appear to but they just can't think of anything to say to you. Awkward silences ensue - I wish I were somewhere else, with somebody else.My weekend of getting away didn't work. Hope to try again next weekend.[Ditty]Papa Roach - ScarsDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1117159916049085402005-05-26T21:56:00.000-04:002005-05-26T22:55:49.216-04:00SUCH a boring day at work. I got both crossword puzzles done, that means the hard one too. However, that doesn't mean I didn't have a lot to do... see, here's the deal...The software they use is based in Microsoft Access, and is honestly pretty crappily designed (heh... crappily rhymes with happily). The two main problems are: 1. you have to be granted access to do like each little tiny Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1116989081721569542005-05-24T22:33:00.000-04:002005-05-24T22:44:49.726-04:00Got there early. A little too early. I sat in an uncomfortable chair in the empty human resources department until Mr. J showed up to walk me through the orientation information that I've already gone through twice. Quick and painless, for the most part. Got my new ID badge, on which I look, I think, just about as scary as I can possibly look. Went on up to my good ol' floor then, and there were Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1116657626283413922005-05-21T02:25:00.000-04:002005-05-21T02:45:49.023-04:00All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing." (Edmund Burke)Here's what's not going to happen. I'm not going to wake up thirty years from now and realize that I wasted my life. I'm not going to wake up and realize that I missed a whole lot of opportunities to influence people, to make their lives better, to show them that there is truth in Jesus Christ. I realize Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1116524075449868592005-05-19T13:21:00.000-04:002005-05-19T13:34:35.453-04:00Mom: Hey Dave, I have a job for you today.Me: Um... ok. (Dang it.)[1 hour later. I've already powerwashed all of the lower parts of the siding on the north side of our house and some of the high parts. Now the only part left is really, really high up there on the one corner of the house. The corner of the house where all the powerlines run in. The sky is getting grayer.]Mom: Ok, just up in Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1116304419208461652005-05-17T00:21:00.000-04:002005-05-17T00:33:39.213-04:00The following is the card my sister (Jackie) and brother-in-law (Nate) sent to my mom for mother's day. The first two are from my sister, aaaaaaand the last one.... well...Heh. He cracks me up.So I'm home, obviously. So far I really haven't done much. Things haven't been necessarily bad or good yet. I dunno how the summer is gonna go. My work hasn't cleared up everything for me to start yet,Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1115967608036082242005-05-13T02:57:00.000-04:002005-05-13T03:01:49.636-04:00its funny the stuff you dont really think about sometimes. just a major thing you overlooked. my sister asked me a question today, that i really hadn't spent a whole lot of time considering before. if it was anybody but her asking me, i probably wouldn't have even bothered to stop and think, but because it was, i decided to, and i have been ever since. the only answer i can come up with so Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1115647422366217222005-05-09T10:02:00.000-04:002005-05-09T10:03:42.370-04:00Leaving behind a lot of pain, a lot of weariness, and a lot of things I don't know if I can do without. I hope it's only the best things that stick with me.I'll be home in a few.See you later.DittyDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1114798044640434102005-04-29T13:59:00.000-04:002005-04-29T14:10:28.186-04:00I went for a drive a few nights ago. I was by myself. I was trying to get lost, just so I could have a reason not to come back here for a good while. It didn't work so well though, and I ended up in Henderson somehow, from where I knew how to get back home. I guess not even that really worked out how I wanted it to, but I saved some money on gas, so that's a good thing, right?It was kinda Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1114024903131108722005-04-20T15:17:00.000-04:002005-04-20T15:22:55.423-04:00The highest solitaire score I have ever gotten. Today.[Ditty]Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1113952665875776742005-04-19T19:16:00.000-04:002005-04-19T19:17:45.876-04:00Jonathan Foreman said it best.Welcome to the planetWelcome to existenceEveryone's hereEveryone's watching you nowEverybody waits for you nowWhat happens next?I dare you to moveI dare you to lift yourself up off the floorI dare you to moveLike today never happenedToday never happened beforeWelcome to the falloutWelcome to resistanceThe tension is hereBetween who you are and who you could beBetweenDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1113919903072335032005-04-19T10:10:00.000-04:002005-04-19T10:11:43.073-04:00My past, present, and future all punched me in the gut yesterday. If you pray, I don't need it, but I know some people who do.Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1113416350555345882005-04-13T14:09:00.000-04:002005-04-13T14:19:10.556-04:00Don't be afraid to ask for a miracle. Just a little one.I decided my morning class wasn't worth my time or energy, so I left it a wee bit early (first time the professor turned his back to the class), and went and sat in the sun for the rest of the period. I'm tired - every time I pick myself most of the way up off of the ground, something shoves me back down. My mind is overworked, and not Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1112992894887724402005-04-08T15:56:00.000-04:002005-04-08T16:41:34.886-04:00I thought of something during my materials test today. Granted, I probably screwed over my grade in the process, but as of late, thats not gonna be anything too unordinary. So anyway, with alloys, what you are basically doing is dispersing one materials atoms/molecules in between another materials atoms/molecules. This is basically just shoving something big into a small hole, a whole bunch ofDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1112589867985843932005-04-04T00:43:00.000-04:002005-04-04T00:44:27.986-04:00Theme of the day:Don't count on anybody to do anything.That's all.[Ditty]Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1112152064196460962005-03-29T22:02:00.000-05:002005-03-29T22:07:44.196-05:00If anybody even tries to do "Wind Beneath My Wings" at my funeral, my dead body will jump out of the casket and throw it at them.My favorite quote from the day, off of some new show called The Office:"Abraham Lincoln once said, 'If you’re a racist… I will attack you… with the North.'"heh.[Ditty]American Hi-Fi - Safer on the OutsideDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1111385804062134202005-03-21T01:04:00.000-05:002005-03-21T01:16:44.063-05:00I don't think I can be so many people. Every time somebody walks out of my life, I want to take whatever positive influence they shared with me, and be that person to the people around me. It's hard enough just trying to be me and do the things that I have to do and handle the situations that I'm thrown into without losing it completely or hurting everyone I care about. But for some reason, Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1111129751054423482005-03-18T02:05:00.000-05:002005-03-18T02:12:07.890-05:00Joseph was a guy who had to watch his plans pretty much all go to hell. He sounds like at least a decent guy, trying to follow God and trying to be a nice guy, at least that’s what it seems like from what I’ve read. Somehow he manages to find the perfect girl, they fall in love, and plan to be married. Joseph did everything right. Then, his fiancé tells him she’s pregnant, but it’s ok, because itDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1110924593289723662005-03-15T17:01:00.000-05:002005-03-15T17:09:53.290-05:00I woke up this morning with some kind of dried blood stuff all over inside my mouth. Ick. Not sure where I'm leaking from.I need to get unsick pretty soon. Two spring breaks in a row spent sick the entire time is not fair, no matter who you are.It's quiet on the floor, but I like it. I'm not getting as much done as I want, but it's hard when I can't sleep at night and then can't get up in theDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1110040503529375282005-03-05T11:27:00.000-05:002005-03-05T11:35:03.530-05:00A thought occured to me recently: I don't have any value for who I am, I only have value for what I can do. That sort of upset me at first, but then I realized that it seems pretty logical, and there's certainly plenty of evidence to back it up. It's actually kind of nice knowing that who I really am doesn't matter to anybody as long as I keep doing what I do.[Ditty]Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1109573492517508962005-02-28T01:51:00.000-05:002005-02-28T01:51:32.516-05:00His Grace is Sufficient for Me.[Ditty]Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1107113073008913272005-01-30T14:08:00.000-05:002005-01-30T14:24:33.006-05:00is patientis kinddoes not envyis not jealousdoes not boastis not proudis not rudeis not self-seekingis not easily angereddoes not get upset with otherskeeps no record of wrongsdoes not delight in evilrejoices with the truthpatiently accepts all thingsalways protectsalways trustsalways hopesalways perseveresnever failsHow many people do you love? Really? The word means a lot to me, even if I Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1105509093131844012005-01-12T01:04:00.000-05:002005-01-12T00:51:33.130-05:00It was a little over two years ago, sometime in November of my senior year. I was on a college visit to Indiana Wesleyan, with a group, mostly of my friends, from my school. Things got out of control inside of me. The months before had been some of the most difficult ones in my life. I lost a close friend, I lost the only grandparent who had ever taken a real personal interest in me, and I Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1103318496665267282004-12-17T16:11:00.000-05:002004-12-17T16:21:36.666-05:00Closed for a while.
[Ditty]
Matchbox 20 - Long Day
Finch - Letters to You
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1103187182593141522004-12-16T03:47:00.000-05:002004-12-16T03:53:02.593-05:00Right now, what I really want is a baseball bat and a room full of lots of glass stuff. I think that's about the only thing that would make everything all better.
[Ditty]
Straylight Run - Another Word for Desperate
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1102582997233743432004-12-09T04:00:00.000-05:002004-12-09T04:03:17.233-05:00Song O' the Moment:
"The Tension and the Terror" - Straylight Run
Another pretty good call in just picking a new group, and trying out there stuff. I like it, maybe a lot. Never know what you're gonna find when you're not really looking.
[Ditty]
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1102484934111065752004-12-08T01:43:00.000-05:002004-12-08T00:48:54.113-05:00(Relient K)
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while you hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1102408798144160462004-12-07T03:32:00.000-05:002004-12-07T03:39:58.143-05:00"A date which will live in infamy." -Roosevelt's Speech to Congress about the Dec. 7 attack on Pearl Harbor.
infamy n.
1. Evil fame or reputation.
Yep. That's my birthday. The second-greatest disaster in American history. Don't know what that means for me. Doesn't really sound too good tho.
[Ditty]
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1101799663173513912004-11-30T01:55:00.000-05:002004-11-30T02:27:43.173-05:00I would make a quiz... but I don't think anybody would know the answers.
Pictionary is a weird game. It can tell you a lot about a person, just by watching how they play. Well, not just how they play in general, I mean, anybody can yell out random words while looking at chicken-scratches on a page, but more specifically, you can learn something about them by watching them when they are up to Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1101663176299416992004-11-28T13:30:00.000-05:002004-11-28T12:32:56.303-05:00I've been doing good on CD's lately. The last three I've gotten are all awesome:
Jimmy Eat World - Futures
U2 - How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb
Relient K - Mmhmm
Definately recommend those.
I'll be back in Longview in a few hours. I'll write about the trip home when I get back, I gotta go pack.
[Ditty]
U2 - Vertigo
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1101056066376715542004-11-21T11:49:00.000-05:002004-11-21T11:54:26.376-05:00It's Sunday morning. I spent all last night sleepless, wrestling with my sheets in sweat and stomach pains. I roll out of bed, take a shower, put on my clothes for church. As I walk towards the door, I can't stop sweating in my freezing cold room, and I feel like I'm going to throw up.
I decide I'd prefer a little alone time with God. I toss Jake my keys and sit down at my computer for a Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1101028428957975822004-11-21T03:45:00.000-05:002004-11-21T04:13:48.956-05:00On the current state of my mind.
Ok, so I've noticed something, more lately than ever before. I really don't like to "lose" in certain things. How to explain... Well, so far this semester, I would have to say I have been doing pretty decent on just about all of my tests. But, unless I get a perfect score, I am still finding myself unsatisfied with the test. I don't like not getting Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1100672418645483392004-11-17T01:19:00.000-05:002004-11-17T01:20:18.646-05:00I'm not dead. I'll write something soon.
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1099209595968161102004-10-31T02:42:00.000-05:002004-10-31T02:59:55.966-05:00My theory on why people believe in God less in these days than they did years and years ago-
Light pollution.
Isaiah 40:26 "Lift your eyes and look to the heavens; Who created all these? He who brings out the starry host one by one and calls them each by name. Because of his great power and mighty strength, not one of them is missing."
Romans 1:20 "For since the creation of the world God's Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1098899799729118562004-10-27T13:48:00.000-04:002004-10-27T13:56:39.730-04:00There's a curious relationship between happiness and sadness. Only the things that make you happy can make you sad, and only the things that make you sad can make you happy. The Bible talks about how joy can't come without sorrow, but it just doesn't seem fair on the average day. The optomistic people like to think that whenever a trying time comes, it is only because there will come a better Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1098254271171759802004-10-20T02:37:00.000-04:002004-10-20T02:37:51.170-04:00Whenever you read a book in a windy place, it is only a matter of time until the wind decides which page you should be reading. You can sit for entire minutes staring at the pages of the book, rhythmically shuddering at the force of the air flowing over them, before the inevitable happens. In a sudden flutter, pages flip. Sometimes it is only one. Sometimes the first page just begins a Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1097596385645482182004-10-12T11:45:00.000-04:002004-10-12T11:53:05.646-04:00I am the only one to blame for this
Somehow it all adds up the same
Soaring on the wings of selfish pride
I flew too high and like Icarus I collide
With a world I try so hard to leave behind
To rid myself of all but love
to give and die
To turn away and not become
Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves
more deeply than the oceans,more abundant than the tears
Of a world embracing every Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1096923177443546052004-10-04T16:51:00.000-04:002004-10-04T16:52:57.443-04:00Sometimes rain just seems kinda redundant.
[Ditty]
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1096238892380777852004-09-26T18:17:00.000-04:002004-09-26T18:48:12.380-04:00Storytime:
A post on my brother-in-law, Nate, whose antics I aspire to. Nate married my oldest sister, Jackie, about a year and half ago. He and his friends are some of the most off-the-wall people I have ever met, but all their stuff is in good fun. Here are just a few of the funny stories that I remember off the top of the head that I have either seen or heard Nate talk about, so you can Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1096228888239255882004-09-26T16:00:00.000-04:002004-09-26T16:01:28.240-04:00After much deliberation, I've decided to blow the entire afternoon.
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1095833316371540522004-09-22T02:08:00.000-04:002004-09-22T02:08:36.370-04:00Just when I think I have the big stuff figured out, the little things kill me.
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1095574563347939932004-09-19T01:00:00.000-04:002004-09-19T02:16:03.346-04:00Alright, so this is no literary acheivement or ultra-creative post, but to me, it really clears something up. The following is why I am not really crazy about becoming an engineer.
It actually ends up being a whole lot more simple than I originally thought. It's all about my ego. I don't like to do things that I'm not the best at. If I'm playing a game or sport, I don't really bother puttingDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1095401556637246662004-09-17T02:11:00.000-04:002004-09-17T02:12:36.636-04:00Ehm... k so I was going to write about this huge revelation I had two days ago, but Jake was on my computer forever, and I've been busy doing stuff for forever, so now I'm tired, so the huge revelation will have to wait until tomorrow. Don't fall off the edge of your seat.
[Ditty]
Our Lady Peace - Starseed
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1095098098202198572004-09-13T13:51:00.000-04:002004-09-13T13:54:58.203-04:00"Put it in there, turn the crank, give it to Grandma, sit down, and sip a coke, or whatever."
- Erickstadt, on entering an equation into our calculators.
"Rich people always pinch pennies." - Jared
"Man, every time I pinch pennies, I just get sore fingers." - Dave
That's pretty much today so far.
[Ditty]
Marcy Playground - Flag and Finger
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1095052182955834882004-09-13T01:05:00.000-04:002004-09-13T01:09:42.956-04:00The following is from a coupla nights ago. I tried to post it, but blogger was chokin again, so I just saved it for now. I'm too tired to do anything else right now. Its really hard to write stuff now that the year is started up again...
Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1094626179870648202004-09-08T01:27:00.000-04:002004-09-08T02:51:03.273-04:00So, from Katy's last coupla weeks of posts, it seems like she's trying to stop trusting so much, or at least stop giving so many people her trust, at least I think thats what she's saying. Spread too thin, or something like that.
Me, I don't trust people. It's really bad, but almost completely true. I really almost never give anything more than polite conversation to anybody. It doesn't mean I Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1094016310411788982004-09-01T00:24:00.000-04:002004-09-01T01:25:10.410-04:00Despite all of the movies I have seen, and all of the characters in those movies, if you were to ask me what character I think I am the most like, the answer comes surprisingly easily. Forrest Gump. I'm not trying to insult myself or something, I just can see myself pretty much going through life the same way Forrest does. The key parts here are 1. He pretty much does the right thing all the Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1092632385773484782004-08-15T23:58:00.000-04:002004-08-16T01:11:03.610-04:00First, a POST (Publication On the State of Things).
The last week or so has had way more challenges than I hoped to encounter. It's past due time to change environments again. Unfortunately, a few of those challenges have had to to do with going back to LetU. First, its really no surprise, but still sad, but Josh isn't coming back for sure now. He is going to Tennessee Tech, and I'm sure we all Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1092103182863865282004-08-09T21:49:00.000-04:002004-08-09T22:01:19.576-04:00Ehm... due to an overwhelming (like, 2, at least...) majority calling for a comparison, here are the other frames of the moment. Sorry for those of you who really didn't want to see more pictures of ME... (which, ironically, includes myself). I feel like a girl... uhh... not that thats bad. right. Thanks to the photographer who didn't laugh too hard at me while he took the pictures.Old Glasses-Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1091759230460916192004-08-05T22:12:00.000-04:002004-08-05T22:29:35.620-04:00
Yep. For those of you who have looked close enough before, you would recognize that that's what my right eyball looks like, way back inside of there.
I went up to my dad's office after work today for my yearly or so checkup, and played with all of his toys (instruments). Oh yeah, he's an optometrist.
I'm thinkin about gettin some new glasses from there, too. Fortunately, being an Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1091588312617058362004-08-03T22:52:00.000-04:002004-08-03T22:58:32.616-04:00Probably not as interesting as last night's post... but just a good idea here...
"Smile, you're on candid camera" bumper stickers.
Oh yeah baby.
Think about it. If your back windows are tinted enough to let people think maybe just possibly there was a camera in there somewhere, I'd be willing to bet you'd get some sort of reaction from at least 75% of the people who read the sticker. They Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1091503600239365252004-08-02T23:09:00.000-04:002004-08-02T23:26:40.240-04:00Alright... So if you are content with knowing me and thinking I'm maybe just pretty normal and not so much a psycho, then you probably don't wanna read all of this. Yeah... just kidding, I'm really not mentally disturbed, I'm not talking about me (just to clear that up, because I could see that being misconceived... and its very, very important that that is not misread ;) these are just a few Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1091417073621511452004-08-01T23:11:00.000-04:002004-08-01T23:24:33.620-04:00 bnBugaAa;hkfNa;hGhkaSkj kljHkajsdEkhgAkjsdDk kjlOkjsNkjsf hgK;;hEjkYkjdBjkjdsOjklAkljRkjdDgh
I quit on trying to write this dumb paper for class tomorrow. No more paper.
I quit on trying to make coherent thoughts. No more thinking.
I quit on the stupid class itself. No more class.
I quit on getting up at 6:30 tomorrrow. No more work.
I quit on tonight. No more tonight.
You know what Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147158.post-1091155603763610432004-07-29T22:29:00.000-04:002004-07-29T22:48:27.500-04:00WOO HOO - POST # 100!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Digital hi-five. Come on... Nobody's lookin, and you know you wanna do it. Slap your screen... there ya go)
At least blogger says that this is post 100. I haven't actually counted or anything. That would be major letdown if it wasn't tho. So nobody count.
Well, unfortunately for any Ohioan folks that actually still read or pretend to read this Davidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15435704606435055381noreply@blogger.com