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more song than your last mix-tape...

the folks over at mixa have outdone themselves with the mix-tape usb...brilliant. while not the first to have the idea, they do let you design your own sleeve with your own pics and some pre-designed graphics.

Posted in: on Tuesday, August 26, 2008 at at 11:02 PM 0 comments

anything and everything

"We are the daughters of feminists who said 'You can be anything' and we heard 'You have to be everything.' "

-Courtney Martin, Perfect Girls, Starving Daughters

i read this on a blog that i stumbled across and think that i would like to steal it and make it generic so that i can apply it to our entire generation. i will now do so:

we are the children of parents who said "you can be anything" and we heard "you have to be everything"

Posted in: on Monday, August 25, 2008 at at 11:10 PM 0 comments

this has been on repeat for the past three days

Posted in: on Saturday, August 23, 2008 at at 5:53 PM 0 comments

"if he looked back on what his life had been lately, he had perhaps managed two or three days when he had woken up, looked at the sun -or the rain- and felt glad to see the morning, just happy, without wanting anything, planning anything or asking anything in exchange. apart from those few days, the rest of his existence had been wasted on dreams, both frustrated and realized -a desire to go beyond himself, to go beyond his limitations; he had spent his life trying to prove something, but he didn't know what or to whom."

-pc

Posted in: on Thursday, August 21, 2008 at at 12:40 AM 0 comments

DYK?

Mike Rowe (dirty jobs...etc.) sang professionally with the Baltimore Opera. Go figure.

Posted in: on Wednesday, August 13, 2008 at at 1:09 AM 0 comments

olympics=elementary school for US soccer

why did i just get up at 8 to watch our idiot soccer team? literally seconds from winning their second game against the netherlands they turn into 6 years old boys and get scored on. 6 year olds? yep, 6 year olds...the hero of game one, Holden (the guy that got the goal), fouls a guy just outside of the 18. for those of you that don't know soccer this means that the other team gets a shot from about 20 yards away from our goal...not a good thing. 6 years old. they line up to shoot and what do we do? the entire end of the wall JUMPS OVER THE SHOT...are you kidding me? you dont jump off of the ground when youre in a wall...maybe you bounce a little to get some height, but you dont bounce enough for a ball to go under you...you learn that at least by the time your 7.

since it just happened i couldnt find a picture of the goal...but this is pretty much what it looked like...you can imagine the ball going under the left side and into the goal.

Posted in: on Sunday, August 10, 2008 at at 9:57 AM 0 comments

setting: sitting inside of swirll yogurt shop...and moving into the parking lot.

events: lindsay says "did you see that" as i turn from looking out the window behind me. i turn again and look further around the parking lot to see what i have missed. "the security guard" comes the answer from linds. my eyes scan the parking lot for the guard and instead are drawn to a small vehicle speeding around the corner of one of the parking rows. this vehicle (golf cart meets one of those small electric cars, ie spacey lookin golf cart) flew by with doors open and a leg hanging out. it took one more lap of the parking rows for me to recognize it as the leg of the security guard. we watched what seemed to be a b-movie scene as the guard whizzed up and down the rows, taking the turns without caution and zooming up each aisle. now, in the b-movie scenario, this mario cart race track of a parking lot scene ends with a car backing up right as the security guard peels around one more parking row and provides us with a satisfying collision. in real life the guard sees the car and applies the brakes. this is unfortunate because obviously we were hoping for the movie ending. but, off goes the car and off goes the guard down the next row and WHAM!!...right into a benz. only one row over we saw it coming...the car lights, the guard completely oblivious, rolling back, wham! out we ran in disbelief. trying to slyly see the damage without being noticed, we walked past to the grocery store next to the car and security vehicle...one of the open doors busted in, and the teenage guard trying to explain why the parking lot had turned into his rainbow road racetrack. i dont have a good finish to this story, we laughed in disbelief and that was about it. maybe thats why it's just a b-movie.

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the shot i've been wanting to get all year:

hwy 10 exiting NOLA.

Posted in: on Saturday, August 09, 2008 at at 9:54 PM 1 comments

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olympics and old blatters...

i had been under the impression that the olympics started after the opening ceremonies on friday night...i was misinformed.

the us women's soccer team has already lost its first game to norway 2-0 and both goals came in the first 4 minutes of play. not a great start for the americans...incidentally, the men's team won their first game 1-0 against japan...but we all know that the women are the ones who actually have a chance of going somewhere with the whole soccer thing.

in other soccer news the Court of Arbitration for Sport ruled on wednesday that players could be stopped from playing on olympic teams by their club teams. 72 year old FIFA president Sepp Blatter had this to say:

"If all the national squads will lose players, if clubs force them to return home, we simply will not have an Olympic football tournament here in Beijing, he said. "We could do beach soccer or a five-a-side tournament."

he was obviously very happy about the decision.

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the day we lost mr norris

Sands 2 from Kevin on Vimeo.

Posted in: on Tuesday, August 05, 2008 at at 7:53 PM 0 comments

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"We all live in our own world. But if you look up at the starry sky, you will see that all the different worlds up there combine to form constellations, solar systems, galaxies."

-PC

(paulo does it much more succinctly than my kiwi blog)

Posted in: on Monday, August 04, 2008 at at 1:21 AM 0 comments

unconventional ab workouts...

from marcofolio

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experiment in blog-land

Posted in: on Sunday, August 03, 2008 at at 8:45 PM 0 comments

kiwi

today i hopped into the car, a bit hurried as i was running late for the car pool, and turned on the radio. i know, i know, dont ask...the pod was fatefully uncharged over the night and therefore: radio. as i skipped from station to station seeking out the morning npr news i became distracted and absently left a typical awful morning radio show playing in the background. (it was like when you lose remote privileges because you got distracted and absent-mindedly left it on a channel playing commercials for 3 minutes.) moving along, i tuned in a couple of minutes later to a story being told about the hosts trip to the grocery on the previous evening...i know the grocery always makes for great morning radio right...the story wasn't about berating the slow bagger, or the guy who picked up every ripe kiwi after just wiping the nose of his 13 month, or the vagabond "showering" in the almost imperceptible mist intended to freshen the vegetables, though. no, it was none of these. she actually wanted to comment on the people who were making such berating comments in line. she insisted that each person, the slow moving grandmother with dentures causing a traffic jam on the toothpaste aisle, the irritable employee building a triscuit box pyramid in front of the aquafina sculpture he had to put up last week, all of them had a reason behind their mood. a grumpy grandfather who still had one tooth hanging in there, a manager whose artistic brilliance was in design but whose shaky hands couldnt carry out the task...or otherwise. the talk show host commented to her morning show pals that we should always recognize that each of the people around us are living in their own little worlds. each is focused on their own life. each has a bubble in which all that exists is them and the stress and troubles, sucesses and joys, etc. of their own lives.

in the remaining 2 minutes of my drive to carpool pick up my mind wandered from the show, which then immediately turned typical, and quite a bit less profound, and into the idea just presented. it took me immediately to a louie giglio speech at passion a few years back in which he talked of our ability to be either a star in our own story, or take a small role in gods story. i saw the people in our imaginary grocery store walking encased in their own personal bubbles, each living oblivious to the factors affecting one anothers lives. i then saw god outside of this and wanted somehow to break free from my bubble and be in his. now his bubble was quite a bit larger than mine but contained all of these other bubbles and afforded glimpses into each of them. to always recognize that others are not in fact perpetually grumpy, or always as mad as they were when they were stuck on the toothpaste aisle, but that they are regular people going through a life much like ours and searching for the same things we are...joy, peace, comfort, security, love, teeth to eat the kiwi that they've rinsed in the vegetable sprayer...or otherwise.

the scope of gods story seems to suggest that his bubble is much more exciting than mine. and maybe when we leave our bubbles and join him we might find the things weve all been searching for.

Posted in: on Wednesday, July 16, 2008 at at 12:52 AM 0 comments

shot of the week...year...my life?

Posted in: on Monday, May 05, 2008 at at 5:20 PM 0 comments

paulo:

paulo coelho, author of the alchemist, along with many other fantastic books, has been rocking my face off again. i can't even begin to convey the insights into life/love/humanity/god that he provides in his writing, but i can say, "go and get one of his books...any of them...and your life will more than likely get flipped upside down".

random quote from the current read:

"she said, 'the most important thing in all human relationships is conversation, but people don't talk anymore, they don't sit down to talk and listen. they go to the theatre, the cinema, watch television, listen to the radio, read books, but they almost never talk. if we want to change the world, we have to go back to a time when warriors would gather around a fire and tell stories.' "

rob bell was talking about this in a sermon i just listened to...saying that jesus calls his followers to confront one another about sins, faults, injuries (intended or otherwise), all the random misunderstanding that will cause tension, etc....but we live in a world where we are so unaccustomed to conversation, much less confrontation, that we are scared to do this.

why?

we are scared by the thought that we will offend...which will more than likely happen from time to time. in a world where general conversation rarely makes it beyond the weather, last nights playoff game, or the last episode of the office, how can we expect people to be mature enough to handle even constructive criticism well.

but i've jumped the gun...we're still scared of real conversation and i've moved on to confrontation. why are we scared of real conversation? we are freaked out by the idea that someone will get to know us through it. there's the obvious fear that they won't like the "real us" but lets skip that obvious one and go on to the fact that we can't handle commitment. if we share ourselves with people then we begin to grow a relationship in which we are obliged to take on responsibility of maintaining that relationship...we have to be there for them....and what if being there for them cuts into our own freedom to do whatever we want to do....how dare they impose on our time...and so on and so forth. that is our fear.

be in community. open up. share. your life was never meant to be your own. commit to friends. live.

"we're either passengers or fools behind the wheel"

-jon foreman

Posted in: on Sunday, April 27, 2008 at at 9:41 PM 0 comments