Thursday, June 21, 2007

the truck driver!


i told you i was going to put something up last night (hope you like it mike).

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

me and the hitchhiker

by now we all know i have a habit of picking up hitchhikers. it's something i do when i am a lone. i will never pick up someone with my wife or anyone else in the car with me. just to be safe.
this morning i seemed to be running late for work (have you ever noticed that even though your waist is getting smaller- your neck stays the same? it took me forever to button the top of my shirt to get my tie on). i was speeding (a little) when i saw a man with his thumb out, a coffee mug in hand, and smoke in his mouth. at first i thought "i don't have time and i hate the smell of smoke." yet the song i was listening to reminded me i should (yes, this will be an overly christian blog). so i pulled over and he jumped in. it is always awkward at first. i never know what to really say. thankfully he started first.
"this car must be good on gas?"
"yep."
"toyota?"
"nope. nissan."
this conversation then turned to deeper things. like who was i related to. where am i from. by the time i had reached town i realized who he was.
three years ago i "ministered "(i hate that term for some reason) to a young man after breaking his back. i spent almost every evening in his hospital/ nursing home room for a month(he was only a teen, but he needed a lot of care). he does not believe in God , but we became/are good friends. this man in my car was his father. a man whom i had never met in the month i spent with his son. a man who never checked on his son. i didn't like this man. i had decided that he was not a good father.
ok with that said. it became kind of cool to talk to this man. i had this image of a mean man who didn't care for his own child, but talking to him i realized he is just a man who is afraid of life. he doesn't know how to react to things in this world and he really has no clue how to live outside of his little box. now we had something in common. i don't know if this means anything to anyone, but it has helped me today. i need to learn to stop creating this image of people in my head. i need to learn to love before i judge. i need to just shut up and do what i am called to do. love.
(sorry to be so serious. i know.. it scares me too).

Saturday, June 09, 2007

my life


Friday, June 08, 2007

ZING







true story (well.... her being struck by lightning was all in my head) that happened today. my wife asked me not to "blog" about it, but she didn't say anything about drawing it.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

i am sorry

my posts have been a little blah lately. it just seems like nothing fun or major is happening in my life. sure i just celebrated my anniversary yesterday (yay!!! she has made it 2 years with me). we spent most of the day in lexington shopping, eating, and looking for a swim suit. i know... it sounds really romantic, but trust me. it was what she wanted. the day before that was sunday. we had church and youth group. both were fun.. well, i am not sure you are allowed to say church is fun. the way i have seen christians act doesn't lead me to believe church should be fun, but i have a feeling it is supposed to be. i know inside my head it is fun. i have a lot of funny moments in my head. most people will never see or know. which is good. i have a way of thinking of odd things. my mind never stays in one place too long.
when i am in the courtroom i find myself trying really hard to listen to what is goin on, but by the 10th case my mind is wishing i was able to read a book or be able to sleep. sometime i really have to focus on keeping a fart in. that is dangerous. we all have gas, but for some reason passing gas in court seems punishable.
so once again i say sorry for the lazy blogs.

Monday, June 04, 2007

things i hate

public bathrooms, smart mouthed people, anything tbn, stepping in dog poop, tlc (the channel), having to play poker with people who like carrot juice, people who wear tight clothes and they shouldn't be, christian bookstores that think left behind is still cool, leaving your zipper down, having to talk to that annoying person on the phone and not being able to get a good enough excuse to get off, sitting on the plane next to a person who smells, having to act like i enjoyed college, nosey people, fat women who wear stretch pants, baptists who think they are the only true belief, going bald, getting fat, running out of d.o. when i am running late for work, being made fun of, people thinking they are cool, people who quote movies too much, people who like certain things only because they are considered cool, boxers ( Z hehe), bossy people, scary women with big hair, and people who hate the woolly worm festival.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

my favorite things

soft toliet paper, comics, puppies with clean paws, fat people in sweat pants, short church services, lightening bugs, plant food, twinkies, cool hand luke, the scream movies, a/c, people who chew with their mouths closed (this means gum too), nice blue jeans, medium t-shirts that fit, free food, swimming pools, cartoon network, free preview week of the movie channels, law firm commercials, people who read my blog, my wife, her cookies, my youth groups, my house, my wonderful broken car, my internet at work, my pc, my books, and toothpaste.
soon i will have the things i hate.