This week I had the blessed opportunity to receive my mission call, unlike most eager missionaries, I put off my urge to open my call so that my family and friends could come and be there while i open it. Plus is was a good excuse for a party and in motivated my parents to finish their counter top early... :) I opened it at 8:34 p.m. on saturday night. I don't regret waiting that long because I was able to have over twenty of my closest friends and family there and several attending on the phone.
There was tons of good food, my Dad was gracious enough to smoke pork-shoulder and crock-pot some roast-beef, hence there was tons of food to eat. I waited until all my friends arrived then opened my call, afterwards we talked and socialized for a while and once all my family had left we decided to watch a movie. I watched Despicable Me for the first time, I was personified by either Gru or the Henchmen both of with i'm okay with. :) now my ringtone on my phone is a direct quote from the movie from when the henchmen are laughing while photo scanning their rear ends. :) It's funny, trust me. :)
On sunday I went to the Stake Priesthood meeting with my Dad, they talked a lot about good parenting and how to be a good Father, I listened as long as I could, but eventually the late night got to me and I fell asleep... The same thing happened at Stake Conference, I tried really really hard to stay awake, even doodled and wrote poetry, but after a few speakers my hungry stomach and my tired brain shut off and I was closed to any insight at all for the rest of the meeting... It would have been different if the choir had sung hymns between the speakers instead of all at the beginning, but oh well, it was still fun to be with my family.
After church I ate more food left over from the previous night. made a delicious sandwich and then washed it down with a glass of milk. Then I took a nap. I slept very well and woke up in time for a meeting with my Bishop to follow up receiving my mission call. When I got home an hour later my brothers were playing basket ball in the driveway. I immediately joined them, in my sunday cloths. I'm told i looked kind of silly with my knickers rolled up to my knees, in bare feet, and a suit coat, but I could care less, it was fun. I went in to change after a few baskets and got to talk to my Grandma/Grandpa in Brazil, they were nice enough to offer a check to cover some of the expenses of going on a mission. Thanks you Pots and Pans, your the Best!
Finally, the best part of the day, Dinner. For dinner we had left overs, and it was delicious. mash-potatoes, brocoli, and pork-shoulder and roast-beef. of course washed down with some milk. I went to bed feeling very relaxed, but not before watching a extremely funny, and very cheesy, old batman movie. It was hilarious, and its on netflix, so I highly recommend it, it's awesome. In other news, today is my Brothers and one of my friends birthdays, Bryce is turning 17 and Nicke is turning 20, Happy Birthday you two!!!
In closing I'd like to mention that I'll be serving in the South Dakota, Rapid City Mission. Thanks for reading my blog! :) I'm leaving on August 17th
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Monday, April 18, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
The Rejected Prince Charming
oh the Nostalgia!!! Savannah sent this in email to me a while ago, with her permission i'm posting it on here. This is from the days when I still had a Facebook and was still delusional about the time I did waste on it, but it definitely was fun while it lasted, I may just reboot may Facebook someday soon, who knows.... enjoy the laugh everyone, the production is set to hit the stage sometime next month...
Logan Miehl Packer:D as savannah searches the horizon, all hope seems lost. But wait, is that help on its way?"
June 6 at 3:07pm
Savannah Widmer"Can it be? My prince charming coming to rescue me? No...it cannot be!"
June 8 at 11:23am ·
Steven DawsonI'm here! No more need to worry! For I am here! Now what did you want? For I came here in a hurry and would like to know what you want! Are you being chased by a dragon? Cause I like slaying dragons, what do you want, oh do I ever want to know what you want
June 8 at 11:26am
Savannah Widmer"Oh please dear prince! This firing dragon is about to burn me to a crisp! Come and whisk me off my feet, down the tower and onto your stallion!"
June 8 at 12:28pm ·
Steven DawsonAlready done milady, while you were gabbing, I was jabbing, now there is a very dead dragon in my wagon, come sit on my stead, and I will lead you back to my palace and with a big chalice, we will drink away all misery and woe, (apple juice of cource)
June 8 at 12:31pm
Savannah Widmer"Oh fine prince! How will I reward you for such a fine deed? You are truly the man of my dreams!"
June 8 at 12:35pm ·
Steven DawsonNot a reward is required, for nothing more is desired then a kiss to be given from me to you, for your very presence is a present to me, and nothing more could be disired indeed
June 8 at 12:41pm
Savannah Widmer"If only it twas that easy, my prince, for a desire such as that cannot be given but to the man who holds my heart and, as of yet, you are not he."
June 8 at 12:43pm ·
Steven DawsonThen what could be done, for no more need be said, have I errored in word or in deed? have I done nothing wrong? been chilvalric and bold? What can be done? To obtain such a high honor of glory in your eye's?
For I woulds't win your heart, if ever I could, how would I?
June 8 at 12:47pm
Savannah Widmer"That, I know not, we shall have to wait and see what occurs...*sigh. For now, Adieu"
Brie LeBaroni liked reading your story...or was it real life? :D
June 8 at 6:44pm
Sadie Johnsonhaha! that was awesome! :D i liked reading that too...HOOZA HOOZA ONKOR ONKOR! standing novastion! (is that spelled right?)
June 8 at 10:21pm
Steven DawsonIt's obation, but close, and thanks
June 8 at 10:27pm
Sadie Johnsonhaha! thats horrible, i need to be in school.
June 8 at 10:29pm
Sadie Johnsonthx for breaking it to me gently that i have no spelling skills what so ever...
June 8 at 10:29pm
Steven DawsonNot to break up the sop story but I still have one more line left....
June 8 at 10:33pm
Sadie Johnsonoh ok. sry to intrude.
June 8 at 10:34pm
Steven DawsonWait do not go! For the day is still but young! There is still much life to live! And where ever you roam, I will be but not far behind, as your final eternal resting home!
June 8 at 10:35pm
Steven DawsonDone now, you can continue
June 8 at 10:36pm
Sadie Johnsonhaha well what else is there to say?
June 8 at 10:37pm
Steven DawsonHow about "The End" what shall we name our play?
June 8 at 10:38pm
Sadie JohnsonHmm good question? How bout?
The Tale of the Noble & Broken or Dusk to Gust
now thats got meaning behind it.... Haha
June 8 at 11:54pm
Steven DawsonHow about "The Heart Broken Knight"? I like that
June 9 at 8:07am
Steven DawsonOr "The Regected Prince Charming" ?that sounds even better
June 9 at 8:22am
Steven DawsonSavannah what's your input?
June 9 at 8:23am
Sadie JohnsonHaha those r good. :) ya, savannah, input, u guys wrote the play, u decide...
June 9 at 9:06am
Savannah WidmerUh, how about "The Wrong Prince Charming" or "Rescuing the Damsel: is it enough?" , although I do like "The Rejected Prince Charming", it seems to fit rather nicely! :D
June 12 at 7:08pm ·
Sadie Johnsoni like the rescueing the damsel is it enough. Its really fitting
June 12 at 9:59pm
Steven DawsonBty that last comment was me useing sadie's phone, it was a new experiance for me, I stole her phone
June 12 at 10:25pm
Sadie JohnsonHaha stole? U wish. Well actually...u did?
June 12 at 11:48pm
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010
I Am, a Friend.
To those who are feeling sad, lonely, depressed, and rejected.
I am, your Friend.
I am, your Friend.
To those who are as little children, my love has no end.
To those who once knew me, but have sense turned their back,
I am still your friend, though you see me as black.
To those who are lost and have no hope to be found, I am your Friend.
Though you spit on and curse me, and my heart does rend.
I would end your pain and dry up your tears,
For I do forgive you of all those years.
To those whom I love, and who love me in return,
I give my kingdom, and endless knowledge to learn.
To those who would have me hung on a cross,
your pain is your own, but I have paid the cost.
You don't know me, I lived many years ago,
but my influence doth shine, very much a glow.
I have been beaten, bruised to death,
so that ye may have and enjoy, your breath.
but yet ye do know me,
I created the world,
and it's beauty stands,
as a testimony,
I Am, The Lord.
In this winter season it is very easy to feel sad, lonely, or hopeless, the world gets colder and less friendly. It's easy to get stressed out. How thankful i am that I have so many wonderful friends to guide me in my life. I don't know what I would do with out them. but I know I have a greater Friend then what exists in my friends and family on earth, and that is The Lord, Jesus Christ, the Great I Am, I love him so much; I know that when I turn to him for comfort and aid that he will help me. He has paid the price for my sins, and I know I can come back to live with him someday. I am comforted by the knowledge that what ever affliction I may feel on earth today, will eventually, when looking back on it, feel like a small moment in time, insignificant to the happiness I will feel for enduring to the end and entering into my exhultation. I know these things to be true, in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
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this is the first time i've done this, but I don't think this post is done. I need to share some extra quotes, not my own words, about what it means to be a friend. So here they are:
"A true friend is someone you can disagree with and still remain friends. For if not, they weren't true friends in the first place."
---Sandy Ratliff
"Sometimes in life, you find a special friend. Someone who changes your life just by being a part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop. Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it. This is forever friendship. When you're down and the world seems dark and empty, your forever friend lifts you up in spirit and makes that dark and empty world suddenly seem bright and full. Your forever friend gets you through the hard times, the sad times and the confused times. If you turn and walk away, your forever friend follows. If you lose your way, your forever friend guides you and cheers you on. Your forever friend holds your hand and tells you that everything is going to be okay. And if you find such a friend, you feel happy and complete because you need not worry. You have a forever friend, and forever has no end."
---Unknown
"I believe in angels, the kind Heaven sends. I am surrounded by angels, but I call them my best friends."
---Unknown
"Memories last forever, never do they die. Friends stay together, never say goodbye."
---Melina Campos
"A best friend is a sister destiny forgot to give you."
---Unknown
"When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you, and your best friend will be there."
---Unknown
"If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand."
---Unknown
"Never forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend, as you will always find me yours."
---Ludwig Van Beethoven
[edit]
this is the first time i've done this, but I don't think this post is done. I need to share some extra quotes, not my own words, about what it means to be a friend. So here they are:
"A true friend is someone you can disagree with and still remain friends. For if not, they weren't true friends in the first place."
---Sandy Ratliff
"Sometimes in life, you find a special friend. Someone who changes your life just by being a part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop. Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it. This is forever friendship. When you're down and the world seems dark and empty, your forever friend lifts you up in spirit and makes that dark and empty world suddenly seem bright and full. Your forever friend gets you through the hard times, the sad times and the confused times. If you turn and walk away, your forever friend follows. If you lose your way, your forever friend guides you and cheers you on. Your forever friend holds your hand and tells you that everything is going to be okay. And if you find such a friend, you feel happy and complete because you need not worry. You have a forever friend, and forever has no end."
---Unknown
"I believe in angels, the kind Heaven sends. I am surrounded by angels, but I call them my best friends."
---Unknown
"Memories last forever, never do they die. Friends stay together, never say goodbye."
---Melina Campos
"A best friend is a sister destiny forgot to give you."
---Unknown
"When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you, and your best friend will be there."
---Unknown
"If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand."
---Unknown
"Never forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend, as you will always find me yours."
---Ludwig Van Beethoven
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
My LDS Vodka
There is a conspiracy going on at this college, they call it a dry campus, yet it rains almost every day! This week isn't even half over and already I've found something to write about, that should be a good inclination of how my weeks been.
Today I woke up late for my class, grabbed the wrong clarinet, and headed out the door still in my undershirt, (somehow I fit a shower in there, how my shirt didn't get wet, I don't remember), arriving at my class late, I sat down and noticed that there were so little in attendance that day, I probably didn't even have to come, which would have been nice because I still had the wrong clarinet for my lesson, but i was in the class now and I had to stay or risk offending Superman, (I gave him that nick-name because when his hair is long he has the signature superman cow-lick, its awe-some, but he doesn't know that's what I call him, so keep it a secret!), during the sight-singing portion of class I sang every pitch flat, consistently at the same interval relative to the correct pitch, but flat the whole way through, that's how bad my day has been. I went to Kathy, my Clarinet Professor, and explained to her my predicament, shirt, singing, and all. we decided that since i'd been on a business trip anyways, the lesson probably wouldn't have been very fruitful and I should just show up next week uber-prepared, no pressure there right?
The second part of the roller-coaster of a day I was having was a little better, kind of like the part of the ride after the initial plunge where you get a chance to catch your stomach again. I ate lunch with my Dad at the Noodle Factory, we both got the Philly Cheese Steak Sandwich, (yes those are capital on purpose), call me sacrilegious for eating a sandwich at the Noodle Factory, I don't care, I was having a bad day and it was on the menu.
The third part of my day wasn't much better than the first, In marching band we have to memorize two new songs by the BYU game next week, one we've had for a while and i've got down pretty good, the other is "Your a Grand Old Flag" or "Y Golf" as I like to call it.... (made that up right now btw, comes from this: "Your a Grand Old Flag" you like? or is that too irreverent?) it's not a hard piece to master, but the problem is that I was using my plastic clarinet, the one I called wrong, the mouth piece is so warped from over use that every time I tongued a note, it would let out a shrill shriek, eventually I got out my other mouthpiece from my correct instrument and it worked fine, but as a music major among his peers, that was embarrassing.
Then my day went on the up and up, after practicing until my supposedly healed pits from my wisdom teeth felt like they were going to burst from the pressure in my mouth, I headed to the HC to meet a friend for dinner. We talked over food for quite a while, she got to meet two of my room mates, and then she headed home so she could do homework, now I'm sitting here, drinking a nice can of lemonade, aka "LDS vodka", and I feel good. life is great, life is citrus, and tomorrow is a new day.... plus I still have the equivalent of three 6-packs in my refrigerator... :)
so to summarize an exceedingly long blog post, after a taxing day of educational stress, it is nice to sit back, and enjoy some LDS sanctioned drinking after a good, venting conversation.
Today I woke up late for my class, grabbed the wrong clarinet, and headed out the door still in my undershirt, (somehow I fit a shower in there, how my shirt didn't get wet, I don't remember), arriving at my class late, I sat down and noticed that there were so little in attendance that day, I probably didn't even have to come, which would have been nice because I still had the wrong clarinet for my lesson, but i was in the class now and I had to stay or risk offending Superman, (I gave him that nick-name because when his hair is long he has the signature superman cow-lick, its awe-some, but he doesn't know that's what I call him, so keep it a secret!), during the sight-singing portion of class I sang every pitch flat, consistently at the same interval relative to the correct pitch, but flat the whole way through, that's how bad my day has been. I went to Kathy, my Clarinet Professor, and explained to her my predicament, shirt, singing, and all. we decided that since i'd been on a business trip anyways, the lesson probably wouldn't have been very fruitful and I should just show up next week uber-prepared, no pressure there right?
The second part of the roller-coaster of a day I was having was a little better, kind of like the part of the ride after the initial plunge where you get a chance to catch your stomach again. I ate lunch with my Dad at the Noodle Factory, we both got the Philly Cheese Steak Sandwich, (yes those are capital on purpose), call me sacrilegious for eating a sandwich at the Noodle Factory, I don't care, I was having a bad day and it was on the menu.
The third part of my day wasn't much better than the first, In marching band we have to memorize two new songs by the BYU game next week, one we've had for a while and i've got down pretty good, the other is "Your a Grand Old Flag" or "Y Golf" as I like to call it.... (made that up right now btw, comes from this: "Your a Grand Old Flag" you like? or is that too irreverent?) it's not a hard piece to master, but the problem is that I was using my plastic clarinet, the one I called wrong, the mouth piece is so warped from over use that every time I tongued a note, it would let out a shrill shriek, eventually I got out my other mouthpiece from my correct instrument and it worked fine, but as a music major among his peers, that was embarrassing.
Then my day went on the up and up, after practicing until my supposedly healed pits from my wisdom teeth felt like they were going to burst from the pressure in my mouth, I headed to the HC to meet a friend for dinner. We talked over food for quite a while, she got to meet two of my room mates, and then she headed home so she could do homework, now I'm sitting here, drinking a nice can of lemonade, aka "LDS vodka", and I feel good. life is great, life is citrus, and tomorrow is a new day.... plus I still have the equivalent of three 6-packs in my refrigerator... :)
so to summarize an exceedingly long blog post, after a taxing day of educational stress, it is nice to sit back, and enjoy some LDS sanctioned drinking after a good, venting conversation.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
The Ice-cream analogy, for those who have eyes to see...
it is time to answer, secretly, many questions with which I have been faced over the past few weeks. How can I secretly answer questions on a blog open to the whole world so see, (really i've had people living in Israel, Switzerland, Brazil, China, Canada, and Australia looking at my blog, some getting here from places as strange as Opera's website), well through analogy of course! do you have eyes to hear and eyes to see? if so you may gain eternal life, if not, you'll surely be confused and become so scared of my powers of confusion that you'll try to kill my in as grotesque way as the law allows... that seems to be the logic reaction of people who can't understand metaphors. not to compare my ability to Christ's of course... but still?
I have never really had much like for ice-cream, it's good and all, but when its desert i'd rather have a brownie or cake or cookies or a sandwich... pizza... bacon.... ribs.....mmmmmmmm. anyways, it's good, but the biggest thing that bugs me, is how many flavors there are go choose from. how's a guy to choose when he only has so much stomach and an infinite amount of possibilities! to settle all y'all fears, i've yet to find a flavor to settle down with and call my own, but i've had some interesting experiences.
First things first, as opposed to second of third, I've decided that Strawberry is not for me, a recent epidemic I had with the soft-served ice-cream machine at work decided that for me. I was trying to clean the machine because we were closing and I wanted to go home, but I didn't have anyone to help me, so when the bucket that the ice-cream gunk was falling into was close to full and I needed to switch buckets, I didn't have any help so one thing followed another and in my efforts to switch buckets to continue cleaning the machine I made a huge mess and spilled Ice-cream all over myself, the machine, floor, and the rug that was on the floor. i got all dirty and my co-workers came up and laughed at me for making a huge mess, (no jokes this really happened just last thursday). I grabbed a mop and after a long time of soaking up the pink liquid the mess was finally cleaned up, but I am still thoroughly disgusted with Strawberry ice-cream and will probably not taste it for a very long time.
Second deals with Vanilla and Chocolate, flavors that everyone seems to know, recognize, and love every day of the week. Vanilla and Chocolate have been around sense before I can remember, of all the flavors i've tasted these are my favorites, because i've known them so long and they are familiar to me. Vanilla recently has come forward and seems to be in need of aid, for people keep trying to put new things into it like nuts, caramel, or chocolate chips, and that just doesn't do. so I am helping to defend Vanilla against the onslaught of outside contenders. Chocolate on the other hand seems to be the best when made in Germany, the German's do everything right it seems, just look at Uchtdorf! :) how it doesn't melt is beyond me though.
In College I have encountered some very strange and exotic flavors, as part of my Job I scoop icecream for the people at the cafeteria, i've met with Coffee icecream , Green tea icecream, butter pecan, and even Grasshopper, it shall be interesting to see which I gain a liking for, but most I refuse to try. Some flavors jump out at me as good possibilities, having good potential or an interesting flavor, but then taste bitter in the mouth. As of right now, I still consider myself and uninterested Icecream monsieur, and for those of you who still don't get the jokes, I probably will remain that way until about 6 months after my mission when the Rings at the jewelry store go on Sale. *wink* *wink*
I have never really had much like for ice-cream, it's good and all, but when its desert i'd rather have a brownie or cake or cookies or a sandwich... pizza... bacon.... ribs.....mmmmmmmm. anyways, it's good, but the biggest thing that bugs me, is how many flavors there are go choose from. how's a guy to choose when he only has so much stomach and an infinite amount of possibilities! to settle all y'all fears, i've yet to find a flavor to settle down with and call my own, but i've had some interesting experiences.
First things first, as opposed to second of third, I've decided that Strawberry is not for me, a recent epidemic I had with the soft-served ice-cream machine at work decided that for me. I was trying to clean the machine because we were closing and I wanted to go home, but I didn't have anyone to help me, so when the bucket that the ice-cream gunk was falling into was close to full and I needed to switch buckets, I didn't have any help so one thing followed another and in my efforts to switch buckets to continue cleaning the machine I made a huge mess and spilled Ice-cream all over myself, the machine, floor, and the rug that was on the floor. i got all dirty and my co-workers came up and laughed at me for making a huge mess, (no jokes this really happened just last thursday). I grabbed a mop and after a long time of soaking up the pink liquid the mess was finally cleaned up, but I am still thoroughly disgusted with Strawberry ice-cream and will probably not taste it for a very long time.
Second deals with Vanilla and Chocolate, flavors that everyone seems to know, recognize, and love every day of the week. Vanilla and Chocolate have been around sense before I can remember, of all the flavors i've tasted these are my favorites, because i've known them so long and they are familiar to me. Vanilla recently has come forward and seems to be in need of aid, for people keep trying to put new things into it like nuts, caramel, or chocolate chips, and that just doesn't do. so I am helping to defend Vanilla against the onslaught of outside contenders. Chocolate on the other hand seems to be the best when made in Germany, the German's do everything right it seems, just look at Uchtdorf! :) how it doesn't melt is beyond me though.
In College I have encountered some very strange and exotic flavors, as part of my Job I scoop icecream for the people at the cafeteria, i've met with Coffee icecream , Green tea icecream, butter pecan, and even Grasshopper, it shall be interesting to see which I gain a liking for, but most I refuse to try. Some flavors jump out at me as good possibilities, having good potential or an interesting flavor, but then taste bitter in the mouth. As of right now, I still consider myself and uninterested Icecream monsieur, and for those of you who still don't get the jokes, I probably will remain that way until about 6 months after my mission when the Rings at the jewelry store go on Sale. *wink* *wink*
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
How to Fix A Car... And other things...
Well... recently General Conference was, and now application is. but how does this apply to flying an airplane? that depends on the weather condition. I fixed a car. that's right, no expensive equipment, no mechanic license, next time you need a lube, come to me! for i fix cars for a weekend.
seriously though, while watching Conference at Sean's house with a bucket'o'friends, I found a match-box car that was undouptably broken. hence, the entire front axle was loose and the wheels were sliding all around, I found a simple way of sliding the axle into place and positioning the wheels so that they would spin freely, using nothing but my finger tips, lets see a trained professional do that!!!
on a more serious note, wasn't conference this past week awesome? I may have been fixing a car during the interluding music breaks, but I listened to all the talks. I have to say that my favorite was Hollands talk at the very beginning when he expressed his gratitude towards his parents and the members of the church, I have to admit I shed a tear when he told that story about his parents.
and a new revelation has hit us, they provide cups of water for the speakers! my question, what if more than one person actually needed that cup of water? that's not very good hygiene for all those seasoned young men to be practicing, I never saw them switch the cup after Uchtdorf set it down, what if the speaker after him had needed a sip?
on a more serious note. it seemed that two of the biggest messages they gave was 1: "listen to the prophet, for his word is the word of God" and 2: "wickedness never was happiness" has anyone noticed that the prophets "final words" during the last conference session were short, abrupt, yet encouraging? he asked us specifically to reread the issue of the talks in the new era when it comes out, and told us how magnificent the conference had been. Now i know personally that after conference I always intend to reread to talks, but loose momentum after about the first one... but after a whole conference focused on how the prophets words are directly the words of Christ I thought. if Christ asked me to do something as simple as reread the talks in order for me to gain a greater understanding of the Gospel, would I do it? often times Christ asks simple things of us as a trial of faith, will we trust him or will we look away in disbelief? I personally am going to do all I can to reread the whole conference, because I don't want to miss anything important.
on the other hand, i'm slightly relieved that he didn't stand up and ask everyone to start gathering in Missouri, I haven't even finished my first semester of College yet!!!
seriously though, while watching Conference at Sean's house with a bucket'o'friends, I found a match-box car that was undouptably broken. hence, the entire front axle was loose and the wheels were sliding all around, I found a simple way of sliding the axle into place and positioning the wheels so that they would spin freely, using nothing but my finger tips, lets see a trained professional do that!!!
on a more serious note, wasn't conference this past week awesome? I may have been fixing a car during the interluding music breaks, but I listened to all the talks. I have to say that my favorite was Hollands talk at the very beginning when he expressed his gratitude towards his parents and the members of the church, I have to admit I shed a tear when he told that story about his parents.
and a new revelation has hit us, they provide cups of water for the speakers! my question, what if more than one person actually needed that cup of water? that's not very good hygiene for all those seasoned young men to be practicing, I never saw them switch the cup after Uchtdorf set it down, what if the speaker after him had needed a sip?
on a more serious note. it seemed that two of the biggest messages they gave was 1: "listen to the prophet, for his word is the word of God" and 2: "wickedness never was happiness" has anyone noticed that the prophets "final words" during the last conference session were short, abrupt, yet encouraging? he asked us specifically to reread the issue of the talks in the new era when it comes out, and told us how magnificent the conference had been. Now i know personally that after conference I always intend to reread to talks, but loose momentum after about the first one... but after a whole conference focused on how the prophets words are directly the words of Christ I thought. if Christ asked me to do something as simple as reread the talks in order for me to gain a greater understanding of the Gospel, would I do it? often times Christ asks simple things of us as a trial of faith, will we trust him or will we look away in disbelief? I personally am going to do all I can to reread the whole conference, because I don't want to miss anything important.
on the other hand, i'm slightly relieved that he didn't stand up and ask everyone to start gathering in Missouri, I haven't even finished my first semester of College yet!!!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
DUCK!!!!! OW!!! sorry!.......
This week Me, Sean, and Tysum have decided to play racquet ball in the mornings. I tried to get them to play with me earlier in the year but they resisted. To bad I leave for college next week and we only get to play for two weeks, we'll have to make it a habit that during school breaks we play.
Racquet ball can be a dangerous sport, so, I have decided to type up a little lesson on how to safely play racquet ball. first, the ball is your enemy, your goal is to get it to go !SpLaT! against the wall opposite the door. second, the ball is your enemy, it will do what ever it can to NOT go !SpLaT! against the wall which is opposing, just hit it harder. second, if Sean is standing it the way of the opposing wall, the ball will hit Sean, so, my advice, if you are Sean and you are standing in between me and the opposing wall, DUCK!!!
Second, the ball has an infatuation with the floor, or should I say, an addiction. we all know we are suppose to love our enemies, so it is your goal to keep the ball from touching the floor as much as possible, this however is impossible, but if at any time sean is standing in between the floor and your ball, there is only one think for him to do, DUCK!!!, but of course, the ball is headed towards the floor, so in this case, it's a lost cause, sorry Sean.
Third, the ball loves the side walls that are perpendicular to the far wall almost as much as it loves the floor, if you aim for these walls, the ball will hit something!!!! so don't, your far better off making it go !SpLaT! on the opposite wall, safer that way too.
Fourth, take a moment and look at the ground, IT'S HARD, it will hurt if it hits you!!! so, it is your decision, if the ball is about to hit the ground, (and we've already established that that isn't a good thing) you can either, a.) dive and make a fool of your self as you miss the ball and it collides with your cranium at the exact time that your cranium hits the floor causing a double conktusion of the brain, or b.) wait for it to bounce back up and hit it doubly hard in the general direction of the nearest opposing wall, be considerate of the other players though.
Fifth, don't stand behind another player as he tries to hit the ball, this game isn't called raquethead for a reason.
Last, if you want absolute guaranteed safety you can either wear a 100% supersonic-bullet proof suit of mythril armor....... or you can sit with popcorn and t.v. dinner in hand and watch with a birds eye view from the windows above as everyone else gets pummeled to pain by the enemy of all man kind, the ball.
all views expressed in this article
are the expressed opinion of
no one in particular,
do not blame anyone for injury
sustained by the following of
these guide lines. Ever.
Racquet ball can be a dangerous sport, so, I have decided to type up a little lesson on how to safely play racquet ball. first, the ball is your enemy, your goal is to get it to go !SpLaT! against the wall opposite the door. second, the ball is your enemy, it will do what ever it can to NOT go !SpLaT! against the wall which is opposing, just hit it harder. second, if Sean is standing it the way of the opposing wall, the ball will hit Sean, so, my advice, if you are Sean and you are standing in between me and the opposing wall, DUCK!!!
Second, the ball has an infatuation with the floor, or should I say, an addiction. we all know we are suppose to love our enemies, so it is your goal to keep the ball from touching the floor as much as possible, this however is impossible, but if at any time sean is standing in between the floor and your ball, there is only one think for him to do, DUCK!!!, but of course, the ball is headed towards the floor, so in this case, it's a lost cause, sorry Sean.
Third, the ball loves the side walls that are perpendicular to the far wall almost as much as it loves the floor, if you aim for these walls, the ball will hit something!!!! so don't, your far better off making it go !SpLaT! on the opposite wall, safer that way too.
Fourth, take a moment and look at the ground, IT'S HARD, it will hurt if it hits you!!! so, it is your decision, if the ball is about to hit the ground, (and we've already established that that isn't a good thing) you can either, a.) dive and make a fool of your self as you miss the ball and it collides with your cranium at the exact time that your cranium hits the floor causing a double conktusion of the brain, or b.) wait for it to bounce back up and hit it doubly hard in the general direction of the nearest opposing wall, be considerate of the other players though.
Fifth, don't stand behind another player as he tries to hit the ball, this game isn't called raquethead for a reason.
Last, if you want absolute guaranteed safety you can either wear a 100% supersonic-bullet proof suit of mythril armor....... or you can sit with popcorn and t.v. dinner in hand and watch with a birds eye view from the windows above as everyone else gets pummeled to pain by the enemy of all man kind, the ball.
all views expressed in this article
are the expressed opinion of
no one in particular,
do not blame anyone for injury
sustained by the following of
these guide lines. Ever.
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