Photo Friday: Dark
Friday, September 30, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
My Day
A friend of mine did a photo journal of his day and thought it was a neat idea. People ask me all the time what I do during the day.
Today was an unusual one, but I never have normal ones. It all started @ 9AM. I had a meeting with these guys about a mission trip over Christmas Break.
I got back to the office about 11, made a few phone calls and ate lunch with my lovely wife who refused to be photographed. She brought take out. Cheeseburger, Raw fries and a coke. We started cleaning my office. THREE YEARS of junk mail and old stuff. I am the most unorganized person in the world. I have NO sense of neatness when it comes to files. Kim came to help.
I forgot the "before" picture, but this is the midway point of cleaning. I took two 33 gallon trash cans full of trash to the dumpster along with about 10 boxes of old clothes, computer parts, sports equippment, game console parts and a 13 inch tv.
I had to assure my co-workers I was cleaning to clean, not to leave.
These guys came by about 2 and gave me a welcome distraction.
We ended up here and had some killer stuffed french toast. Nobody in the place spoke english as a primary language and they were probably making jokes about us the whole time I started to get offended until I remembered it was the INTERNATIONAL house of pancakes.
Next, we were off for Muddy Mochas and an Orange Crush at the Pavillion Coffee shop. I love this place and I hate muddy mochas but after investing over $3, I dealt with it. It got better.
On the way back to the church, we ran into my "I really need a mullet" friend. We got a good photo op and headed back to the church. Check out the 80's mirrowed sunglasses. I predict cotton blazers with pastel tshirts by easter.
These guys left and I got back to finishing the job of cleaning my office. If a picture is with a thousand words, actually seeing the before and after first hand would be worth a million words. You would not believe how bad my mess was.
I had a counseling session @ 5 and finished the cleaning a little after 6. Here's the finished product. For those who have been in my office over the last three years, BE AMAZED, just don't look in the drawers. That's next week's project.
I found out something about blogger's photoshop. It sucks when you post a lot of pictures.
Today was an unusual one, but I never have normal ones. It all started @ 9AM. I had a meeting with these guys about a mission trip over Christmas Break.
I got back to the office about 11, made a few phone calls and ate lunch with my lovely wife who refused to be photographed. She brought take out. Cheeseburger, Raw fries and a coke. We started cleaning my office. THREE YEARS of junk mail and old stuff. I am the most unorganized person in the world. I have NO sense of neatness when it comes to files. Kim came to help.
I forgot the "before" picture, but this is the midway point of cleaning. I took two 33 gallon trash cans full of trash to the dumpster along with about 10 boxes of old clothes, computer parts, sports equippment, game console parts and a 13 inch tv.
I had to assure my co-workers I was cleaning to clean, not to leave.
These guys came by about 2 and gave me a welcome distraction.
We ended up here and had some killer stuffed french toast. Nobody in the place spoke english as a primary language and they were probably making jokes about us the whole time I started to get offended until I remembered it was the INTERNATIONAL house of pancakes.
Next, we were off for Muddy Mochas and an Orange Crush at the Pavillion Coffee shop. I love this place and I hate muddy mochas but after investing over $3, I dealt with it. It got better.
On the way back to the church, we ran into my "I really need a mullet" friend. We got a good photo op and headed back to the church. Check out the 80's mirrowed sunglasses. I predict cotton blazers with pastel tshirts by easter.
These guys left and I got back to finishing the job of cleaning my office. If a picture is with a thousand words, actually seeing the before and after first hand would be worth a million words. You would not believe how bad my mess was.
I had a counseling session @ 5 and finished the cleaning a little after 6. Here's the finished product. For those who have been in my office over the last three years, BE AMAZED, just don't look in the drawers. That's next week's project.
I found out something about blogger's photoshop. It sucks when you post a lot of pictures.
Friday, September 23, 2005
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
B-52 Bomber
A B-52 Bomber has been recovered from the bottom of Lake Murray outside of Columbia, SC. It crashed during a WWII training flight. Traffic has been heavy since they started bringing it to shore as people stop to take a look, but I don't see many complaining. A piece of history. The pilots of the planes bailed before crashing.
I've lived near this lake almost all my life. It was one the made back in the 20's to bring power to Columbia. They routed the river into a huge valley and dammed it all in (kind of like they did on the movie "Oh Brother Where Art Thou.") I've heard about all the houses, cars, churches and graveyards at the bottom. The stories abouth the 300 lb catfish use to scare me. I'd love to see what else is down there.
Friday, September 16, 2005
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Intimacy
Intamacy is knowing someone fully and being fully known by that someone without the fear of rejection. Relationships built on this principle make up real community.
We attempt to only show the part of us we want others to see, the best or the worst is saved for few individuals or none at all. We are not real, but counterfeits, seeking what we will only attain when we let down our gaurd.
Friday, September 9, 2005
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