rambling on

I decided a I needed a rambling blog post. Who knows what will come out here. For all I know, I could erase half of what is written down first and post only what is appropriate. Of which, you in the blogging reader world, would never know of. A sensor on my thoughts.<–really good thing. mostly because it wouldn’t make sense to anyone what goes on in my head – minus the select few that God has allowed to be on that weird mental wavelength.

Who reads these anyways? My mom? Big whoop, no offense, mom. I see you all the time. Which I actually like more than I thought I would. Got the rosters done today.. all posted and all that jazz. SO GREAT! PRaise God it only took 5 hours. I think they turned out good for what is there – for what it is… it’ll be better in the future. Huge step for the time being.

There’s a bag of open plain m&m’s staring at me right now. Think of how weird that would be if all the m&m’s in that bag had eyes and were really looking at me. Or mouths… telling me to not eat them. I should listen to them. Cuz, they b makin me fat. (as I stick my hand in and shovel a few more into the gaping hole we call a mouth) On another note, facebook is really beginning to bore me. I don’t really know why.. probably because people’s status’ really are lame. It’s only fun to look at when they’re funny… or insightful… who cares if you’re walking the dog, going to in-n-out, or at school again. They should make a site where you can “status” the random things that happen to you during the day. if it’s not random, you can’t post it. Awhh yeahhh that would be the bomb to read.

I wonder what the record is for most change found in a year. I mean, who would really keep track of it all… maybe I should start. I find alot of change… but I usually end up spending it. I googled it – nothing came up. But this came up in the image search for “record for most coins found in a year”

What in the world. Is that lady feeding her kid a coin? I bet if ida found that coin before that lady tried to feed  it to her kid, it would be worth alot more than finding it after she fed it to him. and they wonder why their kids are all jacked up – feeding them metal aka things that arent food… but used to BUY food.

I have this new sense of freedom now that those rosters are out of the way.

fish burrito is swimming to my house… fathom that one. in a red truck. from rubios… drooollll…

kitty meow. i dont know what so funny bout that cat.. but its so.. sad lol.  but SO funny. thats the BYAHHH baby from dave chappelles dean whatever his name was. so funny – but the meanie heads took the funniness off the web. SO LAME.

if you did end up reading this whole thing, i’m sorry. Like was told to billy madison, “Mr. Madison, what you just said, is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard, at no point in your rambling, incoherent response, were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.”

some recent shots

many hats doesn’t accurately define what life has been as of late. more like i have about 10 pairs of completely different shoes, that all fit differently – but fit. I can walk in them all, some more comfortable than others – but I don’t walk like I’m impaired. Here are some visual aids. enjoy! Baby Cora Jean and the sdcc golf tournament that bought our uniforms! Praise God!

putting your lock on the wrong locker

I didn’t do it.. but I got out of the shower at the gym and went to get my jacket and sweatshirt out of the locker to the side of the locker where the bag of shower stuff was.. there was a lock on it. Funny.. I don’t even own a lock. How’d that get there? Checked the lockers beside where I was sure I’d put my clothes (because someones actually moved my clothing before..) Nothing. I’m like DAHHHH. Only think I could gather from the look of the clothes/purse in the locker next to my mysteriously locked locker, was she was older. Black fuzzy leapord print jacket and gloves, and a leather purse with a heart on it.

Went back and forth with what to do with this.. I couldn’t wait an hour for this random lady to come back. I go out to the front desk and try and explain my dilemma… “would the lady with her items in locker 113 please report to the womens locker room.” How ineffective. lol.

She randomly came back just as that message went forth. People in the gym looking all confused to why the dude was annoucing a locker number over the PA. I was laughing. This WOULD happen… she felt so bad. She normally puts her stuff in 111, and when it was taken she didnt know what to do. She put her stuff in 115 and the lock on 113. “I guess this tells me I’m losing it, right?”  We joked about it a little, but seriously, I never remember what number I put stuff in.

there’s no deep impactful message to this.. other than, older people… the young ones forget just as much as you do. so call yourself young and dismiss the charges. its a win win situation.

funny things

I’ve been all over creation today… needed a laugh… and these did the trick…

and this one from back in the good ol’ days where it seemed like all I did was laugh.

same glasses… different shots.. the dorm hallway…photoshop is the BOMB

40 degrees

Last night I came home from Indiana Wesleyan at, I don’t know… 2am after watching my brother and the team pull off a 6-1 win against Grace College. Last game I will be at for the season, so naturally, it would be the COLDEST GAME EVER. Miserable to stand in, but I was proud of Markie and the boys for finishing well. Spring Arbor doesn’t stand a chance.

So on the idea of 2am… It was like 5 degrees warmer in my apartment than it was outside..aka COLD. Of my gosh I can’t even explain. Flipped the dial to heat and turned it on low. Walked towards the bathroom and instantly smelled burning flesh (ok, not really..but it was rank). Dear Lord, something was on fire. I ran back the whole 5 feet from the bathroom to the wall unit and turned it off… still.. smoke was pouring out of somewhere… BAMMP BAMMP BAMMMP doggone fire alarm goes off. I’m wavin’ a pillow at the wall (making it even colder)… finally it shuts up.

Found some random spray from some Christmas past and started dousing the air with it. Oh Gosh… nothing like tasting a mix of smoke and victoria secret somethin or other. BLAH. Ended up going to sleep shiverring… its snowing now… BOUT TIME.

I had some deep thing to write about on Infidelity as regards to vision… but it would mar the light-hearted nature of this post.. see above.