Saturday, December 31, 2005

It's sad, really.

It has been said that I look like a madman with my short hair. It's horrible really, but it's true. I have even been compared to brad pitt! It's true, just look at the picture. Crazy.

Brad Pitt in "Twelve Monkeys"

I look even crazier than that. I hate it. So much for "professional."

Thursday, December 22, 2005


I wish I was little again.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

The start of a habit

This is from the first time I tried to cut my hair. I have gotten much better since.

Friday, December 09, 2005

The Hudson

A barge on the Hudson River. Experimenting with simple Photoshop filters.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Broken Bones

Today I fell on the ice and broke both my elbows. Well, maybe they are not broken, but they hurt like nothing else. This has taught me a lesson: Jehu's don't like icy sidewalks, especially while carrying my powerbook. boo on ice...

to look forward, one must know where they came from...

Today I was reading all about the history of photography. I read how cameras obscura's were used by drawers and painters to get perspective down, and how they used that technology to look at solar eclipses. It was a really interesting history. It served to make me even more enthusiastic and motivated to one day be mentioned in a photography history book. I don't know what about yet, but I think it's a good idea.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

A New Leaf

After much deliberation and many many hours thinking about nothing, and then suddenly thinking about baseball, I have decided to become a Yankees fan. I think this is for the best.

Monday, November 28, 2005

This will tell you what I am doing.

I AM HATING ON ZOMBIES!!! Also Megan told me to write in this... i think?

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

To All Who Care to Listen.

Everything on this planet, in this solar system, in this universe, and any other universes that might exist stays together because there exists a God with infinite power and wisdom. He keeps every electron spinning and knows exactly how fast it is going and exactly where it is. He keeps every proton in the nucleus, every string that makes up each particle, and every sublevel below that in existance. He is the law that makes atoms attracted to each other. He is in the space between everything that exists and is also in everything that exists. His presence is ever pervading. Why is it that we don't believe that anything is possible. Sure, we can say it, but do we believe with our hearts? Do we have faith? God incarnate, our Saviour Jesus Christ, said that if we had the smallest amount faith we could tell mountains to uproot themselves and they would. He said were to be doing things much greater than he ever did. He said faith in Him (God) is all it takes. Look at us today. We worry about getting to the next paycheck, we worry about the grades we will make in classes, we worry about the school we will make it into, we worry about getting where we are going. Why is it that when the Lord we believe in tells us we are meant for greater things that even He did that we get caught up in all this mundane noise? He said that if even the flowers of the field are dressed and the birds get their fill, why not we, who are God's prize creation, will be even more taken care of. I have a challenge for all of us. Christ gave us this one order. The greatest one. Love the Lord with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind, and love your neighbor as yourself. Heart, Soul, Mind. Heart: All of our feelings should be of love towards our God. Mind: All our thoughts should focus on his infinite love for us. Soul: The essential core of what makes us human should know God is what keeps us, and love him. It doesn't say "love the lord with all your soul, but with your mind you should worry about the next paycheck, and with your heart you should worry about finding a wife." No! Everything that we want will come afterwards. Not as rewards for our love for him, but as gifts we don't deserve. I have a challenge for all of us, including myself. We have the power Christ gave us to do even more than he did. We have this commandment of love for Him, and love for others. What if we did just that. Every moment of everyday this week give Him praise for everything. In our minds, we will know he is the keeper of everything. This is to be our only thought. In our hearts, we are to know that he loves us deeper than any love we can find here on earth. In our souls we are to be devoted to searching out his infinite wisdom. Even for a day, if we can, to truly love Him with all that we are, will give us the faith to get through anything. It also enlightens us to realize that we are not put here for ourselves, but for him. For His glory. How will we glorify Him? By loving our neighbors as ourselves. We have the need to eat, to drink, for shelter, for love. We give all this to ourselves, but when we look besides us, we don't worry about other people. Take a look again. Are you loving those around you as yourself? I know I fail at this time and time again. But let's all try for at least one day. We will have faith to make mountains move. We can literally change the face of this world. In the deserts streams will flow and life will grow. I believe in the literal power of Christ. I believe he meant for us to do so much more that what we have been doing. Let's try it for a day. He gave us his word that we can do it, much as he gave us his word, and we came into existance. I know I will try everyday.

This is what I believe. Ask me about any questions you may have.

Monday, August 29, 2005

This is my time to pay?

I think depression is taking hold again. I don't feel well at all. There is no reason. I feel really hungry, but once i have food in front of me, I quickly loose my appetite. I feel like my stomach is empty even after eating the what i can. I feel like doing nothing with no one, and i know that is not healthy. The friends i've made here are great, but at the moment I wish I didn't know anyone, because then I'd have a reason to be depressed. These chemicals imbalances are not worth the trouble they cause. Could it be that i'm addicted to being depressed? Could it be that my body has built up a dependancy on this chemical that causes sadness? I don't know. I don't know... but i do know one thing. I will not let this overcome me...

Tuesday, August 23, 2005


"Alone at last. Just nostalgia and I. We were sure to have a blast..."
I miss my friends. It's been two days here at UNT and I feel quite alone and bored. I thought it would not be that bad to get away, but I guess when we lose what we take for granted, we really realize how much it means to us. I miss everybody. I've been bored here. Sitting in front of a computer all day is the worst thing I have ever done. It's the reason why I switched to photography. I think tomorrow I will go shoot or get the roll of film from new york that i missed developed. I thought I had defeated codependance, but lately I don't want to do anything if I'm doing it alone. I don't know. Perhaps I will check to see if there are any BSU activities tomorrow. It will be good. I need to make friends.

Saturday, August 20, 2005


I think I have taken a turn for the worst lately. I feel crowded again, and I can't wait to get out of this rut I'm in. In a couple of days I will be leaving this town. I won't see people as often as I see them now. I will be in a brand new place. I say that knowing that I've been there before, but knowing It's not going to be the same at all. I will be studying somthing different, I will know different people, and my life will be worth something else. Sometimes I think I am not strong enough to face the future, but I am reminded that whatever I do face I was meant to face. People I know I was meant to know. Choices I make I was meant to take. I'm not saying there is no right or wrong. There is definately a clear distinction between what is right and what is wrong, but every choice I make, even if it is a mistake, I was meant to make.
Someone told me to not say never. She is correct. I do believe in forever, though. I believe in things that last. People make it hard to remember this. We get caught up in so many petty things. "This person doesn't like me, that person hurt my feelings." Focus on what is real. Don't make relationships in which all you do is talk about foolishness. Create deep relationships. Nurture them. Make something that will last forever, but remember that it is right now that you live. Don't dwell on the past, don't live in the future. This is your time to live. This is your time to live. Right now.
I have not spoken about my trip to New York. It's not because I don't want to, but it's because for me it was a time of mental rest. That's over with. A nice in between, if you will. But now I am back in Texas. This is right now. This is your time to live.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Good News

Today I recieved an email informing me of the acceptance of one of my photographs for publication in the next issue of the UTD Sojourn Journal of The Arts. I am very happy about this. It motivates me to keep going. One publication is the beginning, more will come. I will show the world beauty and truth through my photographs. I know this is only the beginning.

Friday, July 22, 2005

Hooked on it...

I have discovered I love to fish. I sorta knew it, but now I know it's therapeutic. I found a good spot to fish over on Renner and Synergy. I caught six small mouth bass in less than 45 minutes, and four of those were two in a row catches. I also had a few get away. It was a nice way to relax, but I left because the bugs were eating me up...

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

On Photography

Black and white photography is beautiful. It's not what the photograph looks like that is captivating, but what is in the photograph that draws all the attention. It's hard to have a good subject matter and composition, but when you find what you need to have in the picture, it's beautiful.
Color photography, in comparison, is only beautiful when the colors are perfect. It is hard to have perfect color, but it's possible. Blue eyes to me are beautiful. In a photograph, showing blue eyes is hard, but with deep rich colors, it is amazing.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

The Last Couple of Weeks

It feels like I am nearing the close of yet another chapter in my life. New York will be the a small interlude in which important things might happen, but after New York is something totally new. I as of yet do not have a place to live before I move into the UNT dorms on Sunday, August 21st. I am not worried about it, however. There is that week and a half where I might be floating around. I need to move my things out of this house before New York. Also move myself out before New York.
One of the things I am most scared of concerning this trip is the flight there and back. I am terrified that if I die, I will not have finished things I started. I am not afraid of dying for my sake, but for the sake of people I love. This is my biggest fear.
On a lighter, sooner note, I will be going on a trip tonight to go float down the Caddo river. I love these get away times. Last time was El Paso, the week before that was camping, and this weekend it will be floating down a river in Arkansas. School is almost over for the summer. Just a few more class times. Almost there.
There is a lesson to be learned in everything. For me, the lesson I have learned lately is that I don't need tests to tell me what I should already know about myself. I was surprised at how accurate the test was, but I was more suprised what I knew those things about myself. I felt good knowing I knew myself. Do you?
I need to start packing... both for floating and to move out.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

My Strength

I took a strength finder test the other day and it told me what I already knew but in words that make sense to other people.

Mine is Connectedness.

The book describes it as such:
Things happen for a reason. You are sure of it. You are sure of it because in your soul you know that we are all connected. Yes, we are individuals, responsible for our own judgments and in possession of our own free will, but nonetheless we are part of something larger. Some may call it the collective unconscious. Others may label it spirit or life force. But whatever your word of choice, you gain confidence from knowing that we are not isolated from one another or from the earth and the life on it. This feeling of Connectedness implies certain responsibilities. If we are all part of a larger picture, then we must not harm others because we will be harming ourselves. We must not exploit because we will be exploiting ourselves. Your awareness of these responsibilities creates your value system. You are considerate, caring, and accepting. Certain of the unity of humankind, you are a bridge builder for people of different cultures. Sensitive to the invisible hand, you can give others comfort that there is a purpose beyond our humdrum lives. The exact articles of your faith will depend on your upbringing and your culture, but your faith is strong. It sustains you and your close friends in the face of life's mysteries.

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Green Light

Yesterday, while driving, I came to a stop at a light behind another car. I wanted to turn right, and the car in front of me wanted to go straight. I was angry because he could have stop at the other lane which both goes straight and can turn left. The driver however stopped in front of me. There were no cars coming from the left, and i could have turned a long time before the light turned green had he stopped at the other lane.
Waiting at the light, I heard a bird singing. It was late at night, and I was in the city. The wind blowing into the car was cool, and the birds song was soothing. Last week I went camping and was woken up by a bird singing very early in the morning in a tree near my tent. I had put my pillow over my head and had tried to go back to sleep. I got up after a few minutes. Outside the sky was a dark shade of blue and in the eastern sky the sun shone red. I watched it rise few inches and listened to the song of the bird. When life gives you these moments, you don't want to let go.
The light turned green and the car in front of me sped off. I listened to the bird singing and stepped on the gas pedal. "It's about time," I said, and turned right.

Monday, June 27, 2005

My Thirteen-Year-Old Self Broke Into My Room

And he was confused. He did not know who lived there. He saw nothing really familiar. He was mad at me for not being who he thought I was going to be. I felt sorry for him because he was naive. He had not yet figured out what life was about. I saw him cry in the corner of my room, and I cried on the other corner. He looked at me and wondered why I dress the way I do. He wants me to be an architect. I want him to open his eyes.
But we talked and got to know each other. We have so much in common. We have so many differences.
He saw my guitar and told me he always really wanted to play it. I told him I learned just for him. He saw my books. Novels and collections of short stories. He said he spent most of his time in the library reading. I told him I would write something that would one day be in a library. He saw my photographs and said he was glad I was good at something. I told him I try my best. He listened to my music. He did not like it. He thought it was strange and he told me he would not listen to it again. I laughed. He went through my movies. He told me they looked boring and dumb. I reminded him he read some pretty dumb books, but he said he liked them.
He went through my clothes and told me he didn't like much of what I wear. I told him he would, in time. He found my drawing pad and told me he could do better. He was right. He went through my journals and wanted me to rewrite some of the entries and makek them happier. I told him it was too late, but that when I write future ones, I would try my best to make him happy.
He told me he liked to be alone. I answered him by saying it frightened me. He told me he went fishing last weekend. I told him I went yesterday, for the first time since he went. I promised him I would not go long without it again.
He said goodbye but he didn't leave. He is with me still. He likes to dress up as a ninja and climb trees. He wraps towels around his neck and pretends they are capes. He watches cartoons on saturday mornings and in the hot afternoons runs around outside fighting monsters and keeping the grass short. He has many adventures. I sit down and write about him.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Sometimes you have to get away...

I'll be going camping this weekend. Hopefully I will get some good pictures and a nice time of relaxation. Something is bound to be interesting enough for the camera. I'll let you know.
Also I have come to realize the meaning of it. I know what to do. I don't know how though. Life makes alot of sense when viewed from the right perspective.
Something that doesn't make sense to me is (or rather it makes sense, but it makes me really sad) that all of us come from the same original humans. It doesn't matter if you believe in creation of evolution, we all come from two original humans. The thing is, even though we are all related, we don't always treat or fellow humans as equals. I am guilty of this. I either put myself above others or put myself so down that I grow angry at others for being so above me. It makes sense to me that we are all called to be humbled and to put others before us, but when it doesn't happen, when not everybody does it, society ends up like it is right now. We have the rich eating the flesh of the poor as they toil away to give the middle class what they want. It is not fair. I am guilty of this. But this is not what is supposed to be going on. Capitalism is only better than socialism because doctors get paid to save lives, because engineers amass fortunes inventing technology that not only is useless in furthering the thoughts and mind of people, but rather slowly cripples mankind. In socialism nobody helped anybody because there was nothing to profit. But the flaw was not in the system. The flaw is in the person. When we learn to not live our lives seeking to profit from every endevour, we will see that a society of equality without social ranks is really what is best for mankind. I know that this is not possible in the world as it is today. I know that every human being has to not look to improving himself but to improving those around him. When everybody is doing this, the world will be a fantastic place to live in. No more war, no more hunger, no more sadness. Think about it: A world where everyone supports everyone else doing what they were born to do with the skills innate to each person. This is the key to the utopia we have all been searching for but have not found: Selflessness. That is it. That is all I have to say.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Sometimes I die

I tried peotry today... Weird. Comments are welcome only if you do not get it. Questions are welcome. I don't want to say "thank you."

"Sometimes I Die"

Sometimes I die. I die when I realize I am small. I die when the leaves grow on the trees and I know I can't turn the seasons forward. The veins split and split and split across the green. My blood stops running and my eyes turn red. I wait for the leaves to fall.
Sometimes I die. I die when I realize I am not enough. I die when the sun burns in the sky and the I know that it will burn. The ground cracks and cracks and cracks across the land. My blood stops running and my eyes turn red. I wait for the clouds to form.
Sometimes I live. I live when I realize I have been given a second chance. I live when I see my eyes in the mirror and I know who made them. My love grows and grows and grows in me. My blood runs and my eyes can see. I wait for You to come.

Friday, June 17, 2005

I have a place to live in the fall.

I have recieved my room assignment for the fall. I will be living in Maple Hall, room B215. I am pretty excited about this. I might even turn the room into a darkroom.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

new pictures

there are some new pictures up on my da. check them out at

Monday, June 13, 2005

Saturday, June 11, 2005

in association with

I am going to post all my pictures at deviant art. you can expect too keep seeing the comic here, but all my photographs are going to be on deviant art. i'll let you know when I put them up though, so check them out.

also art

i just recently scanned some pictures. i spent my whole day scanning all the best pictures i've taken. i will eventually put them all up one by one.

Friday, June 10, 2005

my knights don't wear shining armor

i really don't have anything to say about this other than i am not too pleased with it. i could not find the right words to say. this is all i could come up with. it doesn't make much sense, but it makes me sad.

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

there is no title

i am glad to have some friends who think in challenging ways. they do not take things at face value, but they look for something deeper. this is a thank you note. thank you for thinking the way you do. thank you for intelligent conversations. thank you for being who you are. you know who you are, yet you do not put yourself above others. thank you.

Monday, June 06, 2005

i guess this is a post

I am just posting to try out this cool new widget i found. also, I find a quote.
"Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable"
-John F. Kennedy
just a thought.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005


There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

just wait, it will be better soon...

Monday, May 23, 2005

A short word on depression

You may laugh and think that i am kidding when i say I am depressed because in the past i have done a good job of hiding it really well. To tell the truth, depression is a horrible state of emotion. Knowing that there is nothing to be sad about and feeling like death is a good option is not what i'd like to feel like everyday. What is even worse, depression when there is something bothering you amplifies the worry even more. When it is something pretty big that is weighing down on you, your emotions really do get the best of you. Loneliness seems everlasting and no amount of company can cheer you up. No matter who is with you or what they say, nothing seems to snap you out of it. You feel like crying but the tears don't come. It is definately no laughing matter. I appreciate those who understand.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

do you understand?

I don't really have much to say today other than I to state my goal for the future: revolution. my medium: photography. i don't really know how i'm going to do it, but i am going to show the world through photographs and change the mindset of people. The motivation: selfless love. I don't want to live a life dedicated to living the american dream. there's got to be more than that. more...

selfless love... i once heard this definition of love. to love (because it is a verb) is to give the all of oneself without expecting anything in return. i'm trying. i really am...

Monday, May 16, 2005

i need a hug

I have never been more scared in my life. Never. What is going to happen next year? What big changes are going to come about. I can honestly say that i have never felt this way before. Not even when I left home for the first time or when I graduated from highschool. this is the first time i have felt confused and yet in a strange way i feel excited. I am barely two weeks into the summer and already I have begun counting down to the fall. a new school, even though it isn't new to me. I am going to be studying something i feel i can do for the rest of my life, and yet the future seems completely hazy. I cannot hold on to anything for it's likely to fade...

Friday, May 13, 2005


No one wants to read the angry rantings of a mad emo kid and his whiny complaints about the opposite sex or his grudges against life and how much it sucks. With that said, I apologize for the post on May the 4th. I'm sorry. I promise not to make anyone read any more whining on my behalf.
Also, production on a converse video will begin shortly. I will probably buy a powerbook sometime this month, so productivity will increase drastically. Also don't forget to keep checking in for more philosophy.

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

I got your letter...

I don't know exactly why I am here, but I know I am not here on accident. I know that everything I have done and everything that has happened that seemed out of control was really all planned out. Nothing happens that wasn't meant to happen. Nothing doesn't happen what was not supposed to happen.
It is nearing Christmas break of my sophomore year in high school. In my french class, my teacher, Ying Smith, makes an announcement about a special school dedicated to bringing out the best of mathematically and scientifically inclined students. I was really not interested. My life was monotonous, but quite frankly, I didn't care. I had a friend in that french class. He was probably the only kid I ever hung out with outside of school. Ben Keechi: a mathematically and scientifically inclined kid. He convinced me to apply with him to the Texas Academy of Math and Science. I really did not want to go, and the only reason I even considered it was because I would be losing my only buddy. I conferred with my parents. At first I could tell they were hesitant: losing their first boy two years before they had planned, but the school was paid for by the state. It was economically sound, but they didn't want me to leave. Being only 15 years old, I naturally did some rebelling and convinced them to let me try. So I applied and I was accepted in May, after being on the wait-list.
But that's not where things started. You could say they started when I was born. If you want to go further back, you could say that they started when my mom and dad met. This story really doesn't have a beginning, but I am hoping that it has a happy ending. The point of this random post is this:
Nothing is an accident. If everything was coincidence, there would be no meaning in relationships, friendships, trials, hardships, or the good times. Everything that happens has to come from somewhere to be meaningful. From losing loved ones to falling in love to going to different schools to sitting and having a cup of coffee discussing the latest Wes Anderson film, we were meant to do it...

Otherwise, what's the point?

Wednesday, May 04, 2005


Today has been a dreary day. The sky is grey, my heart is blue. The title of this blog is personified in today. I do not know what is causing this imbalance in me. Perhaps I slept too long. Perhaps I am afraid of what will happen tomorrow. Perhaps I am lonely and have been for too long. I look back and remember the times when I felt like this, but they are different than today. What is wrong? Sometimes this feeling comes on me telling me to run away and leave everything behind. What can I do? I don't feel threatened by the people or the circumstances. Why do I feel this way?

Thursday, April 28, 2005

A Revision

This is a remake of one of my earlier ideas. the picture is totally different, of course, but it conveys more the feeling i was going for.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

song of the day

this song is amazing in it's simplicity. beautiful and extremely emotional, yet not emo in the least. wow.

Broken Social Scene

"Anthems for a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl"

You used to be one of the rotten ones
and I liked you for that
Now you're all gone, got you're make-up on
And you're not coming.
Can't you come back?

Bleaching you're teeth
Smile and Flash
Talking trash under your breath,
Under my window.

Park that car,
Drop that phone,
Sleep on the floor,
Dream of me...

this song almost made me cry, and i don't cry often. it's that good. the vocals are amazing, the percussion provides a beautiful rythm, a violin, a guitar, and a banjo create amazing melodies. it's just amazing. i highly recommend it.


Clicking on the title of this page will send you to a face transformer website which is actually quite creepy. When I changed the picture of my face to see what i would look like as an old person, i looked exactly like my grandfather on my mom's side. crazy. it's definately worth a look.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Fortunate Fortunes

Today is quite possibly the only time that I ever get amazing fortune cookies. I'm not saying I believe in fortune cookies, but today I got some pretty interesting ones. One of them really got me thinking though. It said:
You stand in your own light. Make it shine.
I know i don't stand in my own light, but it's the second part that struck me. "Make it shine," it says. I try so hard. I want so badly to shine. There is so much gunk on this mirror that i can barely see who I am, much less shine. Am i trying so hard to look past all the grime that I don't realize i need to clean off the mirror to shine the light? I guess I was.
I am definitely excited about going to unt next year. Hopefully I'll be living in maple hall where I hope to shine. I have already registered for classes. They are the following:

ART 1440.001 Design I; Wed 1-1:50 PM; Lab: Tues, Thurs 10-11:50 AM; Instructor: Sally Packard.
It's apparently a design class. I have no idea what kind of designing i'll be doing. I'll make the best of it.
ART 2655.502 B&W Photography II; Tues, Thurs 3-5:50 PM; Instructor: Brent Phelps.
Since I took B&W Photgraphy I at utd, I assume this is the next course. I will have to see what happens as a result of this. I might have to take the first class again, though I doubt it.
ENGL 3140.003 Inter Creative Writing (Fiction); Tues 6:30-9:20 PM; Instructor: TBA.
Hopefully this is as good a class as the one here at utd. if you want to read any of my stuff you can request a copy via the comments.
PSCI 1040.001 American Government; Mon, Wed, Fri 9-9:50 AM; Instructor: Gloria Cox.
People said she was crazy, so what the heck. Gotta make it count.

That's not all I have to say today, but that's all i want to post.

Monday, April 25, 2005

Again with the music...

Beautiful. That is only one of the possible descriptions for The Album Leaf's "In A Safe Place." I highly recommend checking it out. It is amazing.

Friday, April 22, 2005

A band that is good

that is the death cab for cutie. awesome indie rock, beautiful lyrics delivered in amazing vocals by Ben Gibbard. i highly recommend checking them out. Start with "the photo album" album. beautiful songs.

if you like them, check out the postal service. amazing.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Facts of Life

Fact: Acorns are poisonous to humans, and, if eaten, will cause kidney damage.

crap. i am going to put my name on the kidney waiting list first things tomorrow.

Fact: Fortune cookies were actually invented in America, in 1918, by Charles Jung.

in bed? teehee...

Fact: When someone annoys you, it takes 42 muscles to frown, but it only takes 4 muscles to extend your arm and smack them.

be forewarned...

Fact: Coca-Cola was originally green.

makes you wonder, doesn't it john?

Fact: Before Thomas Edison’s invention of the light bulb, people slept an average of 10 hours a night.

to think that without the lightbulb, i would probably be sleeping or something right now...

And that's all for today. All those facts and more can be found at the Able and Baker online comic strip. Check it out. It's linked above.

Thursday, April 14, 2005

Says the wisest man on Earth

"Meaningless! Meaningless!"
says the Teacher.
"Utterly meaningless!
Everything is meaningless."
What does man gain from all his labor
at which he toils under the sun?
Generations come and generations go,
but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises and the sun sets,
and hurries back to where it rises.
The wind blows to the south
and turns to the north;
round and round it goes,
ever returning on its course.
All streams flow into the sea,
yet the sea is never full.
To the place the streams come from,
there they return again.
All things are wearisome,
more than one can say.
The eye never has enough of seeing,
nor the ear its fill of hearing.
What has been will be again,
what has been done will be done again;
there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there anything of which one can say,
"Look! This is something new"?
It was here already, long ago;
it was here before our time.
There is no remembrance of men of old,
and even those who are yet to come
will not be remembered
by those who follow.

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

here is what life is all about

are you ready? I am only saying this once. Life is all about being happy. Do what makes you happy. Don't strife to acheive wealth because when you die, you can't take it with you. Live life for today.

Monday, April 11, 2005

i so love drama

talk about life and death, talk about love and hate, talk about light and dark, but never say they are the same.

love defined:
love is not a feeling. it is not a fuzzy emotion in my stomach that makes me want to buy pink flowers and chocolates. love is an action. love is giving everything you have and when you've given your all, expecting nothing in return. that's it.

Friday, April 08, 2005

even if we come home empty handed...

i found a map to buried treasure. it's not going to be easy. as a matter of fact, it will be very difficult. but it is worth it... please come with me... please...

my hand is yours for the taking

you've done it again, but this is the end

i try hard to let your actions and your words go by unnoticed but your attitude is sour. so sour. you are like a sour selfish old man. i have never met anyone that could get away with it all, but you can. congratulations on your ability to change masks around the people you want to like you. you take the prize for best actor, but the picture came in dead last. congratulations on having yourself so figured out. i hope you have a happy life.

fell asleep in a pile of nails

new art photos coming soon. Also don't forget to comment on any of the previous pieces. i like the feedback, even if it's criticism. this is a kinda forced entry, i just felt i hadn't entered anything in a long time. well, have a good day.

that was tacky...

Wednesday, March 30, 2005


being alone isn't really all that bad. but promise me this. don't forget who you are. don't forget where you're from. if you can't be yourself, life in someone else's shoes is going to be alot harder. That's really all I have to say today.

Sunday, March 27, 2005

i bet you'll want to know more

coming soon...

a tribute

if my mother died...

i would probably be very sad. I know how to tie my shoes. I would miss her so much. I took this picture the other day and i thought it looked fantastic. it looks way better on paper than it does on the computer. stupid film scanner. something as simple as tieing your shoes can have such emotional connotations. love your parents while you have them. everytime you leave their house could be the last time you see them alive.

so as not to end on such a down note, underoath concert today. it is time to rock out.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

life's biggest problem

selfish people who don't realize that they are selfish people. i would say you know who you are, but you don't. you're too caught up in yourself to even know you hurt the people around you. you think you are a perfect person with perfect goals, but you could not be wronger. don't even try to tell me you are not selfish. you are. ask people who know you. you think you have many friends, but take off the mask you wear around everyone and you'll find yourself lonely. i hope you realize what you are doing before you find yourself all alone. but trust me, if you don't change, you'll end up washed up and sad. in all honesty, selfish people are mean jerks. i could say more but you probably stopped reading already.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

photographical evidence of life on this planet

i don't know what i was thinking when i wrote the title to this entry. perhaps i was sick of all the fakeness and decided to say that i know there is something more. i am currently scanning some film, so i might post them later on. don't forget to leave a name on your comment, it lets me know who you are.

Friday, March 18, 2005

one of the straws caught the rest of the broom on fire

one of the things that makes me so mad in inconsideration. i don't see how some people can be so incosiderate. i don't claim to be innocent, but at least i know when i'm doing it and i feel remorse, and i seek to do something to make it up. some people however can't even see it and it upsets me, to say the least. stop one second and think about other people and stop thinking about your own agenda for 5 minutes. please. please. as contradictory as it may sound, for your own sake.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

you can't spell funeral without "fun"

upon recent inspection of the word funeral, i realized that it's full of fun. or at least the almost half full of fun. the arcade fire is a great band. check them out. download them on itunes or buy the cd. don't steal it. it makes kittens die. seriously.

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

who to blame, the match or the arsonist?

i just want to say that some people don't know what they had in life until they're dead and gone. isn't that sad? take a look in the mirror and ask yourself why things are the way they are. don't blame other people for your problems. blame yourself. i'm not saying you should hate yourself for what you've done to yourself. you have to keep moving and change what you've been doing. if you aren't happy, if you feel lonely, if things feel too hard, you've only got yourself to blame. as for me, i don't care what you think.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

the sideways glance

some people use it to look out their windows while in the car. i do. toonces the driving cat didn't, and he crashed multiple times. after the sideways glance and the obvious forward focus, don't forget to look back. expecially when changing lanes. mistakes in our past shape us into who we are and should keep us from falling into the same hole. keep an eye on them, but not two. look ahead. but remember. never forget.

Friday, March 11, 2005

this accursed astygmatism

don't quote me on the spelling. what is there to say when you have seen nothing or heard nothing? you can't talk without listening to speech. you can't talk about things you haven't seen. you need to be informed and educated. but don't take my word for it, figure it out yourself.

"don't give up fighting until nothing else gets in your way. don't give up talking until there's nothing left to say. no matter what you do, don't ever compromise what you believe"

everything was exactly how it seemed

i sat and thought about stuff and came up with this. also it's a pretty cool picture of me, which was needed to show everyone i am not a dark lord

i am unshaven at time of photograph. i was in a white abyss and couldn't find a razor anywhere.

Thursday, March 10, 2005

it's true, it does sound like a train

sometimes life can seem like it's all going in one direction. but stop. no, really, stop. look around you. look behind you. look below you. there is no track. those are dotted lines that society wants you to follow. don't keep moving because you think you hear a train on the tracks. that noise is people lying to you. telling you to get a career, telling you to think like everyone else, telling you to keep in line until the day you die. don't believe them. free yourself and as many as you can. as cliche as it may sound, stop and smell the roses. don't be persuaded by what may seem like a happy life, but instead find out for yourself what makes you happy.

great movie?

The Motorcycle Diaries is probably one of the most touching films i've seen in a while. It is the story of the voyage that changed Ernesto "Che" Guevara's life forever. It made me think.

So many people working to stay alive, while the people they work under reap all the wealth and riches. It doesn't make sense that even here in the US that the wealth distribution is to a point of grave injustice. Everyday people go in to work hoping that one day they will get ahead in the game and just be even with the race, but every hour they put in for a minimal wage only makes the rich that much richer. There's got to be a better way.

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

now for something a la A Softer World

here is something inspired by a softer world. hopefully i won't get sued for copying style, and hopefully people will like it.

lindsay, don't get offended, this is fiction. I know you don't really want to kill me... i hope...
it's sad. i call it requiem for an escort...

...only for a moment, then the moment's gone...

that's not a real link. not endorsed by me, anyways. yet. if it did exist, i would probably endorse it. as long as i didn't have to like my car.

I am thinking a bike would be cool to have. seriously. everyone should have one. and not have cars. they pollute the atmosphere.

keep your's safe from automobile zombies. they like chains.

dawn of the coupes

just like in old times, they will say. bikes will be seen going up and down streets, the air will be clean, and people will be healthy. all cars will have been deposited at one of 100 major automobile graveyards in the nation. everyone thought that they were say. but thoughts like that only get you dead. cars would come back from the dead. they will laugh at us and call us queer. they will point their discombobulated hoses at our bikes and in short, motorized grumblings will say "must eat bikes chains." then all hope will be lost.

does anyone have a chain wrench? i much need one to revive my car and keep it from eating my bike parts.

refraction and glare

sometimes you just need to look at life from a different angle, but sometimes the glare won't let you. you have to get special anti-reflection/refraction coatings or maybe even laser surgery if your plan covers it

eight is too early for anything. life should be lived past ten. in the morning. to two at night. that's eight hours of sleep. the world should shift it's schedule forward two hours.

it's nap time.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

tomorrow will be a new day somewhere...

eh, so my car is still broken down, and my patience is running thin, but everything will be fine.

reminds me of a time when my leg was hurt and i couldn't walk. it was painful.

and aliens attacked but they had a.d.d, so we were all spared. pluto wasn't so lucky.

in case you didn't notice, i am trying to randomize my thoughts. it doesn't make sense, but it might someday on the moon.

the picture? yeah, i joined the dark side...

doesn't it look crazy? i was just messing with the levels and smoothened the grain out a bit.

can I recycle titles?

It's true, the hard times only make us stronger. I remember a time when we were close. I remember a time when I was a jerk. I remember a time when you were a jerk. I remember a time when we were mad. I remember a time when we are close again. And stronger. Do you?

Fools and sharp sticks

My car broke down today. I punched it in the face and kneed it in the muffler. I'll fix it tomorrow. Today, rather.

The hamster died on the wheel. No, just kidding, it's been long dead. This makes no sense.

Grow up. I did.

Monday, February 21, 2005

the hard times? they only made us stronger...

This past weekend was amazing. It is really good to be a part of a ministry, even if only doing photography and video. Watching Trent and the rest of the team impact the lives of youth who need it is worth it. The conference this weekend was in Louisiana. It was interesting to say the least. i met some pretty nice people. The house at which i stayed at was great. Miss Tammy made wonderful food and Dennis had great stories about fishing and Louisiana food. Lauren, their daughter, was a great girl. She was really funny, and her Louisiana accent always made me laugh, not in the rude way, but the good way. Chase was a cool kid too. He was kind of quiet though. Micah and i did video, although we only used the video i filmed. i also edited the video. That was my first time to make video, and it turned out pretty good. i can't wait to the next conference, whenever and wherever that may be.

Thursday, February 17, 2005

And it goes on...

...and on and on and on. It's been a really long time since I wrote into this thing. Many things have happened and this is not going to be an informative entry. If you don't know what I am talking about, you probably have no business knowing. This is just a "hey, i'm back!" entry. nothing really special. Hopefully this time round it won't suck.

Quote of the day: "Thrice is rocking my brains out. No, really, look. There is a peice of my medula oblongada on the floor." - I said this as an away message.

Quote of yesterday: "Lazarus and his dying twice. I guess he didn't learn the first time." - I said this too. Some people laughed.