Peter Pan

It appears that I got cast as Cecco the pirate,  and my wife got cast as Curly the lost boy in the Characters production of Peter Pan. It'll be fun.

Star Wars in ASCII

ASCII Star Wars

Ever wondered what Star Wars would look like in ASCII? Me either. This is a pretty original way of watching it nonetheless.

The Mother at DHR

I sat beside this woman yesterday at the DHR office with her two kids. She looked at me with wide eyes and a smile to ask if I've accepted Jesus into my life, and --as a learned automated response-- I said yes. Moving forward, I asked the ages of her children --the oldest being 4 and the youngest only a few months. She proceeded to tell me about her church and her life. She told me that she had been sexually assaulted when she wasn't much older than her youngest, and had experienced sexual and physical assault throughout her life --the oldest being the product of one of these assaults. She told me that she lived alone with her two kids... Honestly I have no idea why this woman was spilling her guts to me, but something really stuck with me; even through all of the terror she had experienced in her life, she was able to smile, look at a stranger and feel concern for others. She said that she felt bad for being on WIC and foodstamps, but she didn't have any other way to survive. I honestly don't know the truth of everything she'd gone through in her life, but I felt compelled to share her story. When people talk about others who ride on the system and just want a hand out, they have no idea the struggles that some of these people go through.

Why waste time playing videogames?

Repost from FunnyorDie

It's a Z day

All I want to do is sleep. Having a metal roof during a storm let's you hear everything.

Some Instagrams That I'm Particularly Proud of

Getting Back

I'm going to make a conscious effort to start using my blog account again. I'm really quite fascinated by the whole process of keeping a long term log of things I'd like to share. I don't know how long Facebook is going to allow this before they start charging for access to your pictures and updates. Either way, we'll see. In the meantime, here's an awesome picture of a giant beetle I took at my house.

Cold Turkey Sandwich

Quitting #facebook cold turkey is next to impossible. There's this cultural/social backlash you get when you try to abandon something that's become this vehicle that everyone uses; it's almost become something akin to not having a phone or going vegan. Someone will say to you, "Hey, I've been sending you messages all week. Why haven't you responded?" & you'll say, "Well I never got an email from you or a text." "No, I sent it on Facebook." When did it become this standard social medium? It's like email has gone the way of personal letters in the mail. Then there's this level where people almost expect you to be on it at all times so talking to you through it is their most reliable way of contacting you, because you can ignore a text or an email, but there's no excuse why you can't respond to a facebook message. Breaking from it is social suicide, but I guarantee the people that find another way to talk to you will find themselves outside the boundaries of a casual facebook acquaintance & a real friend.

Where Do I Go From Here?

I had such a desire to follow my dreams... my very unrealistic dreams. I'm very lost right now. I'm at this point where I should have accomplished something or have some path. I have no real goals or aspirations. Nursing school was a bust. I don't really know where to go from here. I'm making near minimum at a job with hardly any hours while my wife loses faith in me, I lose faith in myself, and I move forward aimlessly.
Music has been therapeutic. My grandfather gave me his gitjo and I keep playing. I keep moving forward aimlessly, and I keep playing. That's the best I can do right now.