Lights...Ground Features...Winter

Christmas time= Christmas lights. Everyone loves the way they look and shimmer. They illuminate neighborhoods and bring joy to all. One cannot deny the happiness within once you see multicolored strands glowing around plants, windows and trimmings; or the pureness of plain white bulbs shimmering about shrubberies and rooftops. However beautiful these may be, it is undoubtedly the most frustrating thing of the season. You set them up only to find out you cannot connect them, or once you finally find a way to bring power to each strand you see that a fuse is burst or a bulb is broken. Grr. nevertheless, enjoy the spectacles this year as it seems more people are participating exterior decorating.

Santa... BELIEVE!

I actually do believe in Santa, not so much him being a tangible, living, breathing thing more like an essence. Santa Clause is us being nicer than we usually are, more considerate of others, not necessarily knowing when one is sleeping or not, but paying attention to details of our loved ones so we know the perfect gift to bear. Santa is the spirit of giving, not some red clad man with a beer belly and scraggly white facial hair, but he exists nonetheless through us.

Thankful

I'm uber thankful for like, everything. Like im like super excited about like seeing my really really cool family because like they are really funny, there i slike never a dull moment and thanksgiving is just like super fun and i love all the food and like im super thankful for my hands because they're really soft and they let me master any and every instrument and i'm thankful that i live in like, America? becuase like it's super fun and like i get to do all kinds of things that i wouldn't be able to do if i lived in another country like, going to church? freedom of assembly? that's just to name a few. and i dunno, i'm just super happy about everything in my life and super thankful that i've tunred out the way i did because every day is just like, and adventure.

Great year

this has been a great year thus far. Thinking back i remember the moment i got my car. I my heart melted then and there as soon as i set eyes on it. My '88 Oldsmobile 98 Regency Brougham. It is nothing short of the best thing ever to grace the road of it's presence. I remember my summer job, all the money i made. Trips to Evansville to relieve my burning pocket of its scorching money. This year, as memorable as it has been with personal events and milestones, it has also been one of the best years of music. The new Say Anything CD has just come out, the new As Cities burn CD came out, the new Dave Matthews Band CD came out, as well as the new Dance Gavin Dance, He is legend, and, soon, the new Circa Survive and the new John Mayer. I've also grown my musical interests. Maybe not so much the interest as artists. I listen to Andrew Bird, Damien Rice, Fleet Foxes, and Foxy Shazam. I've also listened more to bands long forgotten to me such as John Mayer, Kanye West, Saosin, Paulo Nuttini, and Amos Lee.

I must say, this is a beautiful year of music and inspiration.
P.S.- DO NOT ILLEGAL DOWNLOAD THE MUSIC UNLESS YOU ARE FINANCIALLY INCAPABLE. I was watching an interview of Max Bemis from Say Anything and Anthony Green of Circa Survive and they said they don't really mind ppl pirating music, not just because "everyone does it" but because they don't mind just as long as the music is getting out there. But still, we should support them as best we can.
that is all.

rock band

It's a Friday night. It's rainy. You have no money to go out. What is there left? You think, nothing. There is nothing for me, i can mark this as a tragedy. You mope and pout around all night until, 'bringgeliiing!' You get a text from your bff! It's an invite to go play the most magnificent, addictive, and quite possibly the most socially accepted game in the world. it is the Rock Band. This is the game in which the most awkward, nerdy kid can be accepted as a god. You become true members of a fictional band and play yourself some gigs and get "fans". This game, i've found, is the best thing to happen to families. It brings them all together, levels the playing field and allows at least on thing in common. Thank you Rock Band. For saving my family.

WE

We do not simply live for ourselves, but for those who came before us and those who will come after us.

This is a great quote. it focuses on our need to be comfortable and our want for others to be comfortable as well. We live to keep our families name in good terms as well as how we are influenced by what our family has done. We want to make our families proud, whether we'll admit it or not. We want to secure a place in this world, from racing for land in the 1800s to buying a lot nowadays, we want something to have for us. We want to know that we'll have a place, a place to call home. We want that for our children as well. For our children's children, and their children and so on. it is in no ones interest for others to suffer, no normal interest that is. We want not just for us to have a home and something to live for, but for those after us to have something, a legacy, whether it is to carry yours on or to assist in the starting of their own.

Ghosties

Geeze, i don't really believe in ghosties. There is always an explanation for everything; be it scientific phenomenon or simply figments of ones imagination. In the Bible it says you go straight to judgement the moment you die. However, demons are totally real i think. There are stories in the Bible of Jesus and his disciples casting them out, a demon even spoke to Jesus directly, Legion it said, it even had a name. Any who, my church goes to Africa once a year and my friend's dad has some pretty eerie stories of demonic encounters. He says that an ambassador of some sort came to see what the missionaries were doing and since he was in charge the ambassador came up to him. He said it got cold and he could see such hate in the blankness of the man's glasses. As soon as the man shook his hand, my friend's dad became ill to his stomach, puking and shaking for quite some time once the ambassador left. Another story lived by my friend's dad is when the mission team was on a bus and this boy who walked with spasms and had blank milky eyes ran in front of the bus and yelled something along the lines of CHRISTIANS GO HOME WE OWN THESE PEOPLE! there were mission teams from all over the world that spoke different languages and each and everyone of them understood. pretty weird stuff.