Life is beautiful in the most unexpected moments
I saw something last night driving down Highway 60 that made my heart smile. If you head east on HW 60 you're bound to pass pastures and random run-down gas stations. It's materialistically lifeless out that way, which isn't good if you're having car trouble. I saw an older car pulled over in the median with an even older black woman standing on the side of the road balancing her frail body on her wooden cane. Then pulled over on the westbound lane was a porche, which honestly was what initially caught my attention. The sun was blaring down on the black pavement, illuminating an attractive body of a 20-something-year old man that was laying aside this older car adjusting a flat tire. Sounds simple but it made me smile and thank God for humble people because here was a young white man who was probably on his way home from a long day at a job that pays for his nice car. He didn't have to stop, but he did. It defied generational, racial and class barriers and that seemed have haunted this country for too long. But the sight of this whispered to me a silent hope for this generation and the discrimination we can fight to eliminate.
I went to the church of scientology last night. It all started out as a sushi night in Ybor with Jimmy and Josh but ended with me buying "the bible" of this religion. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to go in at all, in fact I was terrified. Of what? I dont know really. As I passed through the doorway the first thought that crossed my mind was "wow, they look like normal people". I dont know what I expected but that was my thought and I can't explain it. A nice man by the name of Joe performed a stress test on me. He asked me to think of someone or something and immediately my stress scale went off the charts. He asked what I was thinking about and of course it was someone I was ashamed to admit to in front of the guys, but reluctantly I did. He asked his name and other information, I handed it over and watched my stress level continue to rise into uncharted levels. I changed the subject and asked him straight up about the aliens I hear they believe in. He told me those are rumors, that he's catholic and that scientologist don't believe that aliens are coming to rescue humanity. I talked to him about Jesus and the Bible, he talked to me about John Travolta and famous people who use Dianetics as their bible. He held up their "bible" and began listing all the celebrities that follow this book. It kind of irked me that they have to use Hollywood to sell their beliefs. Christianity may irk me sometimes but I'm glad I don't have to "sell" my faith like I'm Jessica Simpson marketing ProActive acne cream. Anyway, I bought the book because that's what I do. I don't believe everything I'm told unless I research things myself and form my own opinions...hopefully this "bible that's not about aliens" will answer my doubts of this Hollywood religon.
I cut my hair tonight, it's shorter but still has some length. I'm working my way up slowly, I couldn't do the 10 inches all at once. I also saw X-Men 3. And liked it.
I've become addicted to EastMountainSouth and Gavin Mikhail. Amazing songwriters, I'm hooked. Check out Back to Me by Gavin and the whole EMS album, I can't pick just one.
Oh yeah, in need of a good laugh? Feb 22nd 2005 was a funny one. Archives are priceless.
I went to the church of scientology last night. It all started out as a sushi night in Ybor with Jimmy and Josh but ended with me buying "the bible" of this religion. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to go in at all, in fact I was terrified. Of what? I dont know really. As I passed through the doorway the first thought that crossed my mind was "wow, they look like normal people". I dont know what I expected but that was my thought and I can't explain it. A nice man by the name of Joe performed a stress test on me. He asked me to think of someone or something and immediately my stress scale went off the charts. He asked what I was thinking about and of course it was someone I was ashamed to admit to in front of the guys, but reluctantly I did. He asked his name and other information, I handed it over and watched my stress level continue to rise into uncharted levels. I changed the subject and asked him straight up about the aliens I hear they believe in. He told me those are rumors, that he's catholic and that scientologist don't believe that aliens are coming to rescue humanity. I talked to him about Jesus and the Bible, he talked to me about John Travolta and famous people who use Dianetics as their bible. He held up their "bible" and began listing all the celebrities that follow this book. It kind of irked me that they have to use Hollywood to sell their beliefs. Christianity may irk me sometimes but I'm glad I don't have to "sell" my faith like I'm Jessica Simpson marketing ProActive acne cream. Anyway, I bought the book because that's what I do. I don't believe everything I'm told unless I research things myself and form my own opinions...hopefully this "bible that's not about aliens" will answer my doubts of this Hollywood religon.
I cut my hair tonight, it's shorter but still has some length. I'm working my way up slowly, I couldn't do the 10 inches all at once. I also saw X-Men 3. And liked it.
I've become addicted to EastMountainSouth and Gavin Mikhail. Amazing songwriters, I'm hooked. Check out Back to Me by Gavin and the whole EMS album, I can't pick just one.
Oh yeah, in need of a good laugh? Feb 22nd 2005 was a funny one. Archives are priceless.