Thursday, September 28, 2006


i dont want to repeat truths to myself like chants, to keep me calm and comfortable in my wrongness...i don't want to find comfort in moral superiority, i want to surpass all that, become small. thats another truth we whisper to ourselves, though. whisper upon whisper will drown out a storm, a banging on a door, an earthquake...but mostly, other whispers...which is how we know our God speaks. we must grow sick of our own voice whispering in our the bad guys wife who took a power drill to her temple... stop telling yourself you are right. stop telling yourself you are wrong. stop telling yourself anything, start listening for something else. to do that, you have to get really quiet and shoot the voices in your head with imaginary shotguns.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

another quote that spoke to me

Shit I.. parts with nothin, y'all be frontin Me give my heart to a woman? Not for nothin, never happen I'll be forever mackin Heart cold as assassins, I got no passion I got no patience And I hate waitin... Hoe get yo' ass in! -Jay Z

Thursday, September 21, 2006


You guys are into that born again thing, which is great. We need to be born again, since Jesus said that to a guy named Nicodemus. But if you tell me I have to be born again to enter the kingdom of God, I can tell you that you have to sell everything you have and give it to the poor, because Jesus said that to one guy, too. I guess that's why God invented highlighters, so we can highlight the parts we like and ignore the rest. -Rich Mullins, speaking at Wheaton College

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

my school duties

-cutting up felt thingies (7th day adventist master production, hundreds of pleasant faced, biblical looking holy abrahams, white sheep, mean snakes, bushels and bronze talents and fiery bushes, mysterious manna and pearly gates, all printed on semi-staticly energized material for visual aid, as well as comedic relief, when two dimensional Mother Mary slips of the donkey onto the floor and Teacher has to bend down and pick her up...again) -writing sponsorship letters with high school kids (out of the six that were supposed to show up today, I got two...i don't remember becoming instantly rebellious and lazy when i made the switch from public school to high school...and there is no way i can punish them anymore, they have graduated from my dominion!) -teaching Sex-Ed to 7th graders (yes, aided by my extensive experience and facility with words, i am helping Maria Eugenia and Rolando with this weekly class...last friday, i got to do the Condom lesson, because the adults had never SEEN one. Maria Eugenia! She has been married 15 years, has a daughter, has had a television for her whole life, and has only ever heard of them mentioned, but never known what they look like or how they are used or anything! So to my eternal amusement, I got the floor for that one. Oh, we all learnt alot that day)

Thursday, September 14, 2006


tickets practically bought now. much more civilized times.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Trip option number Uno

i don't know if you can read all that...basically, the important bit is the overnight layover in Atlanta. Yellow dots in approximate locations. After arriving in Halifax, I can expect a two and a half hour drive to the University town...for classes ,which commence on the 4th (a day after i get into the counry! fun!)

Friday, September 08, 2006

spring is a pretty time to be in canada.

Monday, September 04, 2006

mom is flying in tonight...

...and she is bringing me a new Journal (, so I will be able to spare you all, to stop writing random thoughts here and return to the paper medium.