2004.09.13
Friends With Kids
The problem with them of course, is that their kids sense they want to do something fun and refuse to go to bed.
2004.09.13 at 21:00 in My Life | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
2004.09.12
Chicago Sports
Chicago sports fans are interesting, hopeful to the last... but used to teams that don't fail to dissapoint.
2004.09.12 at 16:07 | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Game Time
Time for kickoff.
All the pagentry makes me think of other entertainments. I can remember taking a theater class at Purdue. We examined what elements make a performance of actors different from the performance of atheletes. The difference escapes me somewhat right now. As I remember, intent and perception are quite important.
I've got to believe that halftime shows at college games is more theatrical. There's a band doing some kind of artistic interpretation down on the field. At the game it was some guys competing for a trip. Though, I'm glad it wasn't one of those drawn out over done ''half-time extravaganza's.''
2004.09.12 at 12:08 in My Life | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Bears Game
Driving to my girl's house at 7:15 I got to see the remains of the sunrise. There was still a mist hanging over the forest preserve and it was a simple beauty.
I noticed that many of the cars I was following held people on their way to worship. Right now, I realized that I'm with a group of people about to worship at another house. Heather's mom is very very passionate about the Bears, so much so that her family has season tickets and tailgates at every home game.
Though I'm not extremely religious, the implications of such a thought aren't lost on me. It's interesting to see how passions and priorities shape lives and bring us to where we are today.
2004.09.12 at 08:00 in My Life | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
2004.09.10
Wrapping My Mind Around It
I find myself in a place I've been before. In 2000, my best friend AJ was in a prolonged decline after stopping treatment for cancer. I visited him regularly, and watched him waste away. Near the end, I sat up a few nights holding his hand… listening to the ragged breathing and hoping each pause would signal his release from this world. When I wasn’t with him, I treated each phone call with suspicion.
A few of you know, my father’s mother has been in a steady state of decline. In the last few months she’s had several strokes and several feet of bowel removed. She’s fought infections and pneumonia. At 89 years old, she’s finally unable to decisively beat what ails her.
So my father, mother, aunt and uncle find themselves taking turns at her bedside. The vigil has lasted nearly a week, a length of time testament to her resiliency. I myself have walked a mile in the shoes they find weighing down their minds and hearts. I envy them, for the peace they must have knowing they have comforted the final moments of her life. I envy not, the trail of tears that courses their cheeks.
Not being by her bedside, I find myself at the mercy of others for information. Every phone call gives me pause.
2004.09.10 at 00:52 in My Family | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack (0)
2004.09.08
MoBlog Test
Testing the moblogging. I really liked that on my old blog, and want to keep doing it.
2004.09.08 at 00:29 in Weblogs | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
Moving on Up!
To the east side!
To a deluxe apartment,
In the SKY-AI-AI!
Yup new weblog presence. Feel guilty about being on the AIESEC servers. Also want to do some new things that can't be done over there...
I want to base a weblog on my event planning experience that's connected to the company I'm building. In the process of planning that around my current hosting, this is what works out best. I'm not sure if I'll link it to my personal weblog or not. Only time shall tell.
More things to do, and plan out. We shall see...
2004.09.08 at 00:17 in My Life | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)