Job

So hopefully I have one. It's at the caf so I'm a little worried that when i go over tomorrow to fill out paper work, they'll be like, hey you can't do this unless you qualify for work studies. Well who knows. It'll net me ( minus takes, plus change) something like 45 bucks a week, which adds up to 90 bucks every two weeks, which should see my meager needs through till Christmas, hopefully with some in the bank for presents and doing stuff over the holidays cause i probably wont be working first week home ( g/f's coming with me for the first week). Think it might have helped that I mentioned that I've worked in a Deli, was a mop boy, and can bake. But, not sure. The extent of my actual conversation ( my "skills" were in an email with my schedule) was send me your schedule over email. Gets me out of chapel 3 days a week though. Pysched.

More low down on the major change

So, in a brief minute of lucidity, I was looking over my activities since coming to college. And I came to an interesting conclusion. Since coming here I have been in four plays, spent most of my time acting, in the scene shop, hanging out with the theater crowd, looking for props, in the costume shop, and in short basically orienting my life completely around acting. Kinda made me think that maybe I should change my major to what I'm actually doing. That and I don't have much aptitude in the bible side of things. I love my bible classes, and my teachers are amazing. I learn lots, am challenged constantly, but as one teacher wrote on a paper, my hermeneutic is sufficient ( besides off course, the stereotypical diatribe), my exegesis horrible and my grammar deplorable. Not to mention I have no global focus. I see people around me, and that most people ignore them for all the folks "over there". well I'm tired and the old bunk bed is calling me in sweet, dulcet tones.

The Unfaithfull amongst us

So I've been purveying blogs, specifically about tattoo's, for a play I'm going to submit to a ten minute play contest. Trying to get an idea what the Artist's actually think 'cause my main character is going to be a tattoo artist. But this isn't about my character, or my play, its about blogs. I have for the last thirty minutes swam through a host of blogs. Or rather could have been blogs that never got past a clever name and a hi, there, or maybe a welcome, then there was this clever one about crap. But do they get past the first post? Nope. The other blogs stopped in '05. apparently those among the blogging faithful are few ( ahem, not to pester some of my readers, but some of you don't post anymore, not even once a week). I, however am committed. I will continue to tell an uncaring world about my life. Makes me feel important. Gets me out of doing stuff. I mean, I'm developing my witting skills. Yes, thats what I meant.

Major Change

So very soon i'm going to be a theater major. Its just been a naging thought in the back of my head all semester, something along the lines of, " Brent, you'd actually be motivated if you were a theater major, if you had a theater class to go to next, you'd do better in the boring class your in right now." Not gonna lie, when the teacher said in comm 3 that we got to present our stuff to the class, i was really excited. I get to get up in front of people and talk. I get to act ( basically). That makes me happy. Writing papers about a subject that sounded good six weeks ago and now bores the heck out of me does not. I want to act. I need a stage. So i'm going to get one. I'd love to integrate missions into this somehow, but thats still on the drawing board.

Welcome to the Oc, this is Bob, on station S.N.A.F.U, broadcasting live from the World Mission's Workshop!

So, it made me laugh, as well as annoyed me. All the people in the caf were spiffed up, I'm pretty sure I saw a bow tie on one on a guy serving eggs. Who are they trying to kid? Oops, I mean pull the wool over the eyes off? Oh thats right, all the visiting smoe's from other colleges, they want them to think this is how it is everyday. However, there is also a practical side to this. The real reason their serving the eggs is because they want to control portions, so people don't take to much. Cuts down on cost. Not to mention slowing things down. All this freakin' personal sevice takes time. Example: Say this dude asks you how you are? you have to answer the magic question before you can get your eggs. Then you have to tell him what you want, then he has to serve them. I wouldn't be quite this irritated if I didn't know why we were having all this "exciting" extra service. Is it to much to ask for my damn eggs, no conversation, and let me get them myself like the big college boy that I am? Well, this is Bob, saying happy morning to all of you, broadcasting across the internets on station S.N.A.F.U, live from the World Mission's Workshop! Oh boy!

Global warming

Ok so I just almost read an artical, obviously not written by someone from the area, about global warming being the cause "waining" fall follage. Ok first and foremost, one freakin year means jack. Any vermonter will tell you that some years we have lots of leaves, sometimes we dont, it really depends on the frost and snow. Every so often we have a bad year. It just happens. Nothing earthshattering. It kinda like snow. Most of the time we have snow in the winter, sometimes we dont. One year doesnt mean the earth is about to explode. Not saying global warming doesnt exist, but that one year means nothing. Give me twenty years of statistics and I'll beleave you. well now I feel better. better get back to class.

Hot dogs, hordes of people, and stuff

So i pretty much spent the day putting buns on hotdog trays, putting hotdogs on buns. Ok so i did some setting up and cleaning up to. Yes, and a serious amount of hot dog eatage ( i'm thinking six or seven). So it was a give away to poor people. Funny thing, I'm not sure america actualy has them. Or at least, not in a reall desperate needy sort of way. I'm sure some of them must not have had cellphones, had to be some that didnt (I dont have a cellphone), but I didnt see any of those. Pretty sure some of them were illegal ( ironic that the police was there for security and crowd control). All of them had about four to many kids. Most of them drived. In decent cars no less. I feel like we were blessed, and we blessed, but after seeing Mexico, I've decided that on the whole, Americans are wimps. No offense to the really poor people, and I think Jesus would have been there grilling with us, feeding them, but America doesnt have any citties in which family's live in cardboard boxes and nothing else.

Hurray for no context

Context? Who really needs context? I mean it is really necessary? I mean when we can rip a bible verse out of setting, which makes it say the same thing as the other verse's we ripped out of context, life is just so much easier , isn't it? Sorry, I'm mad at me personal evangelism and a free car wash teacher. Once I reach 350 souls I get a WWJD bracelet. I'm so freakin' excited. Its got +20 conservative knucklehead theology. Yay for me.

God uses the fools...

I'm curently doing research ( or rather should be instead of bloging) for a paper on some aspect of short term missions ( its funny, as far as I can tell, and no one says this, but the only recorded examples of mission work in the NT are short term misisons, short term misisons here being a couple monthes to a couple years). And I ran across a verse that's implications are interesting. It says somethig about God useing the foolish things as his tools, thats not a direct quote, more like a paraphrase of the idea. This has been very aparent to me the past couple days. You see I'm in a really lame Personal Evangalism class, tought by a " every freakin' word is inspired and fits exactly in my ten step plan" old dude. To me this is foolish. But as far as I can see, his ten steps have saved a lot of people. While I in no way advocate his aproach, its been effective. I think the younger generation ( me) seems to discount the "oldies" 'cause they didnt save people corectly. What matters it that people are going to heaven. If I had the opertunity, I certainly would try to use something other than the Ten steps, something a little less wrong theologicaly, but fact of the matter I have never actualy had the opertunity. This Old Dude has. He's actualy done it. Seems like he gets points for actualy doing it, while I get negatives for sitting on my ass and just talking about how it should be done properly.

The way it seems to me

Its funny, so I'm a missions major ( curently, I make no predictions about the future past this semester). One of the things I've notticed, that seems to keep repeating itself in my mind over and over and over, is that everyone seems reall excited about "over there". Going to go to Africa to dig wells and provide clean water? Were do I sign up? Aids? Heres some money. Mexico on spring break? Damn strait I'm going ( I admit its a lot of fun). But it seems as if these trips are either a) penence for the fact nobody lives the way they do on the missions field back home b) a way to escape the reality that the home church is dead ( Gosh, stuff is happening there man! ). Everybody's excited ( includeing moi) about evangalising the mythical land of "over there", we forget over here. Completely. Clean up the comunity events are well attended ( and a great way to get THEM to come Here), but what about your friends? the people you spend the most time with? the people you care about? Nary a word. Not one single frickin' word. Never mind sharing your real ( if very weak and broken) walk with God. That's why we hire minister's! Yes, well I have some reading to do, email to anser, never mind friends going to hell. Nope.

Been Awhile

First a little quality update for my critics, I am now using a program with a spell chequer (yes that was on purpose) and such so quality should improve. Sort off. Anywho, onto life. I just got done writing a paper about what this dude (Jay) in a case study for Christian Family, should do about this girl he's been a jerk to ( they were going out). The guy was just a real jerk. I really wanted to add, really, honestly, he's been just such an ass that she should never talk to him ever again and warn all the girls she meets not to ever date him. But that probably wouldn't go over so hot. In other news, and I have a feeling that there's going to be massive fall out when I say this ( no I will not call you because my ear is acting and feeling funky until I actually have a problem, and then I still might not, its not like I'm incapable of handling it), I may have an ear infection. I'm going to the nurse some time before class to get it checked out. Really hope it isn't. That would suck. In other news I just bought myself some fish oil pills ( lots of great omega 3's) and they smell like fish. Ok, so your saying Duh? Fish oil=smells like fish. Yes but it's a pill. Pills shouldn't smell like anything. Well I am now bored and I'm going to go research why omega 3's are good for me.

Argument

OK so it was a little early in the morning for when we had gone to bed, but it still anoys me. We were walking back from breakfast. My girlfriend needs a prescription filled. We get in to an argument over wether she should check to see if were she wants to get said prescription filled alows you to do so online. Her argument is that she may not be on the meddication after dec. My argument is that the meddication is benificial, has helped her, their going to keep her on it, not rocket science. So she doesnt want to check because of that. Not to poke holes in the this argument, but it doesnt require you to scale the great wall of china to do this. It really doesnt. Think its going to come down to, its my car we're going to do this in. If you want me to drive you, your going to check, because me and mel had to jump through all these hoops last year to get my meddication filled, and i'm not going to do that. One, there is an easier/faster way. Second that easier/faster way doesnt require work in anyway. Five freakin' seconds and you can know. But we're not going to argue about it, she said. She's right, we're not. Its either check, or get someone else to drive you. Nuff said.

new year, a new hard drive

So the old lappy is back from the shop. What started out as a simple " my computer cant conect to the internets." turned out to be a not so simple, " we're sorry, your hard drive is corupted." Lovely. Nothing like not being conected to life for the past couple days. An explination for those of you not on an e campus. If you do not have "the internets" here, you will die. Mostly 'cause there will be some sort of monster over in the forum, OC will send out a email telling everyone to wear their +20 armor and their +2 cloak of evasion and make sure thier+5 sword of smiteage is in good condition, or you will die. Or you could miss an email about class being moved, cancled, new homework, whatever. Oc students are like interent vampires. without internets, we die. Pure and simple. So you could say i'm feeling much better. Much much better.

Dont give shit

apologies for the profanity. But i'm really p.o'd. The old g/f is really freakin' getting on the nerves. I have maybe thirty minutes to do the whole internet thing, and not to mention my opinion and advice mean shit. Goodness knows she's all there to give me advice on my life, and how i should be, but lord help us if i give her advice on how to exercize. the sky's falling. tired of phones, interent, because fact of the matter is she'd probably not have the balls ( great pun if i do say so myself) to say any of that crap to my face.

does this mean i suport torture?

So i bought myself a pair of Jack Bower sunglasses. Does that mean i support torture? I mean, if i watch 24, that means i'm a heartless person, but what if i buy Jack Bower aviators? that undoubtedly must move me down a rung in hell. funny thing about tv shows, it o.k. to have rampant sex with multiple people while being married, but god, torture a terrorist and wooo......

Lost Energy

Great stuff, try it. Apparently its monsters answer to the fact that it does not mix with alcohol. Granted I've never tried monster with alcohol, but when the back of the can says its a drink that mixes and that they got monster to make a drink that mixes, i figure that probably implies some connection to adult beverages. Its milder than monster and has less of a bite. Tasty, but regrettably still in the forever cursed 16 onces. I don't mean to rag on a great product but do we really need or want 16 onces?

Draculla

Dracula's Castle' Up for Sale in Transylvania

Monday, July 02, 2007

BUCHAREST, Romania — A Habsburg heir is hoping someone will take a bite of his offer Monday to sell "Dracula's Castle" in Transylvania.

The medieval Bran Castle, perched on a cliff near Brasov in mountainous central Romania, is a top tourist attraction because of its ties to Prince Vlad the Impaler, the warlord whose cruelty inspired Bram Stoker's 1897 novel, "Dracula."

Legend has it that the ruthless Vlad — who earned his nickname because of the way he tortured his enemies — spent one night in the 1400s at the castle.

The Habsburgs formally put the Bran Castle on the market Monday, a U.S.-based investment company said. No selling price was announced.

Bran Castle was built in the 14th century to serve as a fortress to protect against the invading Ottoman Turks. The royal family moved into the castle in the 1920s, living there until the communist regime confiscated it from Princess Ileana in 1948.

After being restored in the late 1980s and following the end of communist rule in Romania, it gained popularity as a tourist attraction known as "Dracula's Castle."

In May 2006, the castle was returned to Princess Ileana's son, New York architect Archduke Dominic Habsburg. He pledged to keep it open as a museum until 2009.

Habsburg, 69, offered to sell the castle last year to local authorities for $80 million, but the offer was rejected.

On Monday, he put the castle up for sale "to the right purchaser under the right circumstances," said Michael Gardner, chief executive of Baytree Capital, the company representing Habsburg. "The Habsburgs are not in the business of managing a museum."

He predicted the castle would sell for more than $135 million but added that Habsburg will only sell it to a buyer "who will treat the property and its history with appropriate respect."

Habsburg said in a statement: "Aside from the castle's connection to one of the most famous novels ever written, Bran Castle is steeped in critical events of European history dating from the 14th century to the present."

According to a contract signed when the castle was returned, the government pays rent to Habsburg to run the castle as a museum, charging admission.

The government has priority as a buyer if it can match the best offer for the castle, he said.

Opposition lawmakers have claimed the government's decision to return the castle to Habsburg was illegal because of procedural errors.

In recent years, the castle — complete with occasional glimpses of bats flying around its ramparts at twilight — has attracted filmmakers looking for a dramatic backdrop for films about Dracula and other horror movies.

Some 450,000 people visit the castle every year, Gardner said.

Bomba: old school with a kick

its a realy great energy drink. Caution though, the official site looks like a porn site till you load it. Not quite sure what two naked people climbing over each other has to do with energy drinks. Its old school, and not as powerfull as red bull or any of the new stuff, hence it doesnt wire you up as hard as the new stuff. Just got lots in at the store. Basking in Bomba.

Being somethone worth waiting for

Be afraid. Be very very very afraid. You are about to experience some bad prose. Written late at night, or if you prefer, early in the morning. I woke up to use the restroom. Something a friend said stuck in my mind. Oh ya, if you ever need a good ego boost, hang out with friends from highschool. You may not make the life choices ( not needling my mother here at all, nope) your parents would like, but at least you didnt sleep with your girlfriend, and dont get smashed on the weekends, and dont do the whole one night stand thing with anything that wears a skirt.

Being someone worth waiting for: Composed in the basement, 2:40 am.

It was a friend of mine that coined the term-
he was using it as an excuse for the way he was living-
Saying that if he had a good christian gil-
He wouldnt be doing the stuff he was doing-
and while he was just making an excuse, to make himself feel better-
(cause his mom had certainly taught him better)
It was a good point, one i'd never thoughtabout before-
Not gonna lie, I've thought about sex and there's times it would have been easey-
It never happened, we claimed beliefs and ideas kept us safe-
But sometimes it felt a whole hell lot more like being afraid of consiquences-
It's never easy to wait, if they say it is-
Thier lieing.
But-
to change the way i live-
to live the way i think-
to ask God-
to let God-
make me be someone worth waiting for-
that would be somethin', wouldnt it?
(ps that last lines a statement, not a question)

Updates Updates

So i'm sitting here at the old desk waiting for a call, then i can leave. I figured it was a good time to update the old blog. Well, not much to update. Nothing much is happening. Army friends not here till 1 of july, which also happens to be the day my best friend is getting married. Other than that its been a typical summer, work, mow the lawn, do stuff. Kinda boring.