I was supposed to go on a bike ride with my dad today. He was busy and unable to go so I sent a text message to Jordan Storment this morning, "I'm going on a bike ride. Interested?" He was. I met him at his house by Enterprise High School, got ready to go and left on a bike. We decided to ride to Shasta Damn. I didn't know what I was in for. My legs are in so much pain right now. I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow. Regardless, I had a great time. Jordan's a great guy and I'm happy for Morgan. On the way we ran into an old tunnel (in the middle of nowhere!). It was built in 1923. We know this because it said "1923" on it. Below is a picture of Jordan and the tunnel and a picture of me and the tunnel. Our ride, there and back, was 43 miles long. I feel so good, but definitely sore.
April 25, 2009
April 14, 2009
I was rehired by Conergy yesterday and started work today. I'm sitting in my hotel room in Oakdale right now, fun. It was a very uneventful day. I walked down many rows of solar modules and wrote down serial numbers of broken panels. I will begin replacing them with unbroken panels tomorrow morning.
I received an e-mail from Jordan Bay today. She painted me a picture (I assume while babysitting?). I like it.
peace and love
I received an e-mail from Jordan Bay today. She painted me a picture (I assume while babysitting?). I like it.
April 8, 2009
Antonym of Anticipate
I've been reading a lot lately. A lot. I don't have much else to do really, being laid off and all. It's been kind of nice I suppose. Anyhow, I read Life of Pi this weekend. I really enjoyed it. A little taste...
"I can well imagine an atheist's last words: 'White, white! L-L-Love! My God!' - and the deathbed leap of faith. Whereas the agnostic, if he stays true to his reasonable self, if he stays beholden to dry, yeastless factuality, might try to explain the warm light bathing him by saying, 'Possibly a f-f-failing oxygenation of the b-b-brain,' and, to the very end, lack imagination and miss the better story."
Is it really a better life to have such a lack of imagination and consult in science? From reading this book, I believe Pi understood more about religion than many of us ever could. But as a Christian I believe in so much more, that there is so much more to life and after life. Rob Bell writes about our open-mindedness in comparison to the agnostic or atheist mind in Velvet Elvis, another book I read recently and highly recommend.
Michael and I tried to go to Brandy Creek on Sunday. All the parking was gated off and signs told us we weren't allowed in. So, we left. We stopped in Old Shasta and took ridiculous pictures. For embarrassment purposes only, I am posting pictures of Michael. For fairness purposes only, I am posting pictures of myself. Peace and Love.
"I can well imagine an atheist's last words: 'White, white! L-L-Love! My God!' - and the deathbed leap of faith. Whereas the agnostic, if he stays true to his reasonable self, if he stays beholden to dry, yeastless factuality, might try to explain the warm light bathing him by saying, 'Possibly a f-f-failing oxygenation of the b-b-brain,' and, to the very end, lack imagination and miss the better story."
Is it really a better life to have such a lack of imagination and consult in science? From reading this book, I believe Pi understood more about religion than many of us ever could. But as a Christian I believe in so much more, that there is so much more to life and after life. Rob Bell writes about our open-mindedness in comparison to the agnostic or atheist mind in Velvet Elvis, another book I read recently and highly recommend.
Michael and I tried to go to Brandy Creek on Sunday. All the parking was gated off and signs told us we weren't allowed in. So, we left. We stopped in Old Shasta and took ridiculous pictures. For embarrassment purposes only, I am posting pictures of Michael. For fairness purposes only, I am posting pictures of myself. Peace and Love.
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