Ok, "catching the big one" was just the first thing that came to mind. I enjoy alliteration...sue me.
Anyway...coffee. The Woman bought me a French press and some good coffee as an early birthday present. And it is GLORIOUS! I have always enjoyed coffee, but this...this is so much better. To steal from one of my professors:
"Most of the flavor that you get from coffee comes from volatile oils that the beans contain. The problem with volatile oils is that they're volatile; in other words, they dissolve / evaporate / degrade when they come into contact with heat / air.
This, btw, is why coffee made in a percolator smells so good (all the volatile oils are evaporating into the ether) and tastes so flat ("all the oils go bye bye!")" (from Theophilus Punk, link at bottom of post)
Classes...suck. I just want to be done, be graduated, and be a grown-up...just a few more weeks (39 days from today) and that will happen. Hopefully.
And...that is all I have. Last week was really fun and happy and this week the Woman and I are striving to feel the same. She makes me happy...so spending time with her is my top priority for having a good week.
Theophilus Punk: Caffeine, How I Love Thee!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Memories...
I don't know why I started thinking about this tonight, but I did...
When I wrestled in high school I loved to sit by my coaches and listen to them talk about the match and yell at the kids on the mat. It made me feel important, and I learned from it (both for my own benefit and in the hope that I would one day be a coach).
However, I often got in trouble because I would sit in the "debriefing" chair that our assistant coach would use to talk to kids that had just gotten off the mat.
I still do this today...when I am somewhere that I am not an "expert," I will sit around those who are to pick up on what they are saying. Whether it's behind the console in chapel, or off to the side of a construction job, or just around the corner during a heated debate about caves, I enjoy listening to those who know what they are talking about. It makes me feel important still, and I try to learn from it.
I also enjoy people-watching...which plays into this. More on this in another post (I think).
For now, it's bedtime. Goodnight!
When I wrestled in high school I loved to sit by my coaches and listen to them talk about the match and yell at the kids on the mat. It made me feel important, and I learned from it (both for my own benefit and in the hope that I would one day be a coach).
However, I often got in trouble because I would sit in the "debriefing" chair that our assistant coach would use to talk to kids that had just gotten off the mat.
I still do this today...when I am somewhere that I am not an "expert," I will sit around those who are to pick up on what they are saying. Whether it's behind the console in chapel, or off to the side of a construction job, or just around the corner during a heated debate about caves, I enjoy listening to those who know what they are talking about. It makes me feel important still, and I try to learn from it.
I also enjoy people-watching...which plays into this. More on this in another post (I think).
For now, it's bedtime. Goodnight!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Wherein I uphold the promise to not dwell on this moment.
The other night the Woman said she wanted to blog about the drama that is going on in life. But then we decided that this too shall pass, and in a year we'll be far ahead in our lives and probably not remembering any of this.
So I have resolved to blog about to good things.
I love the Woman. A lot. She makes me very happy, and she is always there to support me. But I am not afraid to be the one to support her either. Just last night, we talked about things that had us down, about our fears for the present and the future. And as we prayed and went to get off the phone, she said, "Tell me a joke."
So I quickly stammered around to telling her a joke about a zebra dying and going to Heaven. We both laughed, and then talked a little more. Then she asked me to tell her another. I told her a "How many ____ does it take to screw in a light bulb?" joke, and we both laughed again. Then she told me about her aunt who doesn't know how to change a light bulb, but has the entire Dewey Decimal system memorized. I went to bed smiling.
We also spent some time off campus, on a date for St. Patrick's Day. We went to Chilly Willy's and got some pretty delicious Mexican food. Mexican food that still sits pretty heavy in my belly, but I've always considered that a sign of good food. I also quoted a new motto for life: "Nachos are the Jenga of the food world." Look within yourself. You know it is true. (All of these date-related things happened before the nighttime conversation, just to dispose any confusion.)
Today we both have some homework we need to work on, so I think we are either doing a study session in the Library or heading to one of our houses to sit on the deck and work in the sun. We did this a couple of weeks ago, on the really beautiful Saturday we had, and it was a ton of fun. And even though we were there and distracted each other occasionally with music or funny pictures or things related to the upcoming wedding, we got a ton of work done.
Which brought us to the conclusion that being on campus brings us down so much that we couldn't even try to focus on work. Which is why we spend so much time away from campus -- Just like a lot of other people, we've figured out that there is something here that is promoting our laziness.
But back to happiness...I've been sending out some resumes and cover letters, and though I'm not always getting responses (at all, let alone positive ones), I am still excited. I've got a certain vocation picked out currently: Working with the Boy Scouts of America in a mid-level management position. I've applied to be a District Executive in a couple of different places, and I am waiting on an application that will register me with the BSA nationwide.
I'm really qualified for this job (of course I am biased) and it really works well into my organizational style. I am a goal-oriented man, and I really love being able to make a to-do list, and cross it off as I get done. I did that this summer with my internship, I do that currently with my homework...I mean, geez, I do it with what I need to take home on the weekends or over breaks.
Hopefully someone will be intriguied by my resume/cover letter and give me a chance. I'd just like to get into one interview.
The Woman and I have started going to church at Bridges Christian Church in Russell. We really enjoy it. The worship is good, the sermons are nice, and everyone there seems so friendly. Just last week we ran into the senior minister on our way out of church. He stopped us, shook our hands, and said, "I don't think I've been introduced to you two!"
Pretty impressive for a church of 800, if I say so myself.
So we introduced ourselves and I'm pretty sure he thinks we are married. Oh well, it's a simple mistake and if anything dramatic comes of it, we'll clear it up.
But now I have realzied that I'm getting long-winded (or should it be long-texted? Hmmm...) and that I should probably work on some homework. Good day.
So I have resolved to blog about to good things.
I love the Woman. A lot. She makes me very happy, and she is always there to support me. But I am not afraid to be the one to support her either. Just last night, we talked about things that had us down, about our fears for the present and the future. And as we prayed and went to get off the phone, she said, "Tell me a joke."
So I quickly stammered around to telling her a joke about a zebra dying and going to Heaven. We both laughed, and then talked a little more. Then she asked me to tell her another. I told her a "How many ____ does it take to screw in a light bulb?" joke, and we both laughed again. Then she told me about her aunt who doesn't know how to change a light bulb, but has the entire Dewey Decimal system memorized. I went to bed smiling.
We also spent some time off campus, on a date for St. Patrick's Day. We went to Chilly Willy's and got some pretty delicious Mexican food. Mexican food that still sits pretty heavy in my belly, but I've always considered that a sign of good food. I also quoted a new motto for life: "Nachos are the Jenga of the food world." Look within yourself. You know it is true. (All of these date-related things happened before the nighttime conversation, just to dispose any confusion.)
Today we both have some homework we need to work on, so I think we are either doing a study session in the Library or heading to one of our houses to sit on the deck and work in the sun. We did this a couple of weeks ago, on the really beautiful Saturday we had, and it was a ton of fun. And even though we were there and distracted each other occasionally with music or funny pictures or things related to the upcoming wedding, we got a ton of work done.
Which brought us to the conclusion that being on campus brings us down so much that we couldn't even try to focus on work. Which is why we spend so much time away from campus -- Just like a lot of other people, we've figured out that there is something here that is promoting our laziness.
But back to happiness...I've been sending out some resumes and cover letters, and though I'm not always getting responses (at all, let alone positive ones), I am still excited. I've got a certain vocation picked out currently: Working with the Boy Scouts of America in a mid-level management position. I've applied to be a District Executive in a couple of different places, and I am waiting on an application that will register me with the BSA nationwide.
I'm really qualified for this job (of course I am biased) and it really works well into my organizational style. I am a goal-oriented man, and I really love being able to make a to-do list, and cross it off as I get done. I did that this summer with my internship, I do that currently with my homework...I mean, geez, I do it with what I need to take home on the weekends or over breaks.
Hopefully someone will be intriguied by my resume/cover letter and give me a chance. I'd just like to get into one interview.
The Woman and I have started going to church at Bridges Christian Church in Russell. We really enjoy it. The worship is good, the sermons are nice, and everyone there seems so friendly. Just last week we ran into the senior minister on our way out of church. He stopped us, shook our hands, and said, "I don't think I've been introduced to you two!"
Pretty impressive for a church of 800, if I say so myself.
So we introduced ourselves and I'm pretty sure he thinks we are married. Oh well, it's a simple mistake and if anything dramatic comes of it, we'll clear it up.
But now I have realzied that I'm getting long-winded (or should it be long-texted? Hmmm...) and that I should probably work on some homework. Good day.
Friday, March 13, 2009
"So...are you a non-traditional student?" "No...I'm the professor."
So I love life.
Despite all the crap, worry, classwork, drama, and any other negative item, I love life.
God is good to me. He blesses me with a wonderful girlfriend, a place to live, food to eat, and entertainment to be had. And even though I often complain about the blessings I take for granted, some nights I lay in bed and realize, "Hey, life isn't really that bad after all."
I was up until 3AM last night thinking and praying and talking to myself. It didn't do much other than make me sleepy, but I hope my prayers did some good for some other people. I've been under a lot of stress this semester, but I just keep pushing for April 1 - It seems like due dates will slack off once I get to that date.
I am getting anxious for the Girlfriend and I to go to Michigan, and all events associated with and after that. I know she is nervous, but I can't wait to drive her around my old stomping grounds, to take her to my new hang outs, and to spend nights with my brother and best friend just goofing around and being us. It's going to be a blast, and my parents are super-excited about it too. They're planning day trips for us, and meals, and lots of other things. I cannot wait.
The Girlfriend asked me the other night, if we were teaching together at the same college, what would we be like? She compared us to the professor couples here on campus, but I think we are beyond that. We'll be unique...her in her hip clothes teaching kids about writing, me in jeans and a polo teaching kids about story-writing and ministry. Then we'll get done with the day, and either go hang out with some of the kids from campus, or tear off down the road on my motorcycle to spend the evening on the couch, snuggling with each other and whatever creatures live with us at the time (four-legged and furry creatures are what I am referring to here...but spawn could be there too).
I want to be one of those professors who gets mistaken for a non-traditional student...hence the title of this post. Not in a way that loses respect for me in my students eyes. But in a way that I can connect with the kids, that I can influence their lives outside of the classroom, and that I can get them out of the class and DOING ministry (speaking of which, I should blog on my idea for "teaching" ministry...maybe later).
It's thoughts like this that make me happy. And it's thoughts like this that help me to push on past the crap and head into the future, smiling and unafraid.
I love good music. Just throwing that out there. I'm jealous of all those who can play it...and I also beg that they buy some lyrics off of me!
But...it is about time for a shower and a shave. Good day, all.
Despite all the crap, worry, classwork, drama, and any other negative item, I love life.
God is good to me. He blesses me with a wonderful girlfriend, a place to live, food to eat, and entertainment to be had. And even though I often complain about the blessings I take for granted, some nights I lay in bed and realize, "Hey, life isn't really that bad after all."
I was up until 3AM last night thinking and praying and talking to myself. It didn't do much other than make me sleepy, but I hope my prayers did some good for some other people. I've been under a lot of stress this semester, but I just keep pushing for April 1 - It seems like due dates will slack off once I get to that date.
I am getting anxious for the Girlfriend and I to go to Michigan, and all events associated with and after that. I know she is nervous, but I can't wait to drive her around my old stomping grounds, to take her to my new hang outs, and to spend nights with my brother and best friend just goofing around and being us. It's going to be a blast, and my parents are super-excited about it too. They're planning day trips for us, and meals, and lots of other things. I cannot wait.
The Girlfriend asked me the other night, if we were teaching together at the same college, what would we be like? She compared us to the professor couples here on campus, but I think we are beyond that. We'll be unique...her in her hip clothes teaching kids about writing, me in jeans and a polo teaching kids about story-writing and ministry. Then we'll get done with the day, and either go hang out with some of the kids from campus, or tear off down the road on my motorcycle to spend the evening on the couch, snuggling with each other and whatever creatures live with us at the time (four-legged and furry creatures are what I am referring to here...but spawn could be there too).
I want to be one of those professors who gets mistaken for a non-traditional student...hence the title of this post. Not in a way that loses respect for me in my students eyes. But in a way that I can connect with the kids, that I can influence their lives outside of the classroom, and that I can get them out of the class and DOING ministry (speaking of which, I should blog on my idea for "teaching" ministry...maybe later).
It's thoughts like this that make me happy. And it's thoughts like this that help me to push on past the crap and head into the future, smiling and unafraid.
I love good music. Just throwing that out there. I'm jealous of all those who can play it...and I also beg that they buy some lyrics off of me!
But...it is about time for a shower and a shave. Good day, all.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Like, Love, and Lust
I like the weather lately. Cool enough to not sweat to death just standing around, but warm enough to facilitate the use of flip-flops (when I'm indoors at least...I'm all about being barefoot outside). Last night a storm was brewing outside of Grayson, and I was very excited. But, it petered out, and I ended up walking around campus with the Woman for awhile (which was just as exciting).
I love the Woman very much. I say that in every blog post because each and everyday I am awoken to another reason why she is the greatest girlfriend ever. I cannot wait to spend every single day with her, nor can I wait to talk to her before I go to bed. She constantly makes me smile and laugh, she makes me feel good about myself...and she fights for our relationship and my happiness. I honestly believe we can weather any storm.
I lust Pandora radio. I know I have a crap load of music (to the tune of 60+ gigs) but I don't have as much as I could. So, I let Pandora's music genome do-hicky do it's magic and bring some pretty awesome tunes to my ears. And it lets me get away from my desk and still enjoy music while I work and type.
Just a quick update because I don't really have enough time to get into anything before I head to lunch and the subsequent workout with the Woman. Good day.
I love the Woman very much. I say that in every blog post because each and everyday I am awoken to another reason why she is the greatest girlfriend ever. I cannot wait to spend every single day with her, nor can I wait to talk to her before I go to bed. She constantly makes me smile and laugh, she makes me feel good about myself...and she fights for our relationship and my happiness. I honestly believe we can weather any storm.
I lust Pandora radio. I know I have a crap load of music (to the tune of 60+ gigs) but I don't have as much as I could. So, I let Pandora's music genome do-hicky do it's magic and bring some pretty awesome tunes to my ears. And it lets me get away from my desk and still enjoy music while I work and type.
Just a quick update because I don't really have enough time to get into anything before I head to lunch and the subsequent workout with the Woman. Good day.
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