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| No PhotoShopAllright, we all have a secret fantasy, or a dream, or somthing you'd like to do...
And I don't mean those fantasies that I have about once every three months, where I dream of a ROOM FULL OF DOUGHNUTS!!!! And I eat and eat and eat....I really like doughnuts...secretly...
But no, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about something you'd like to do that you've never told anyone, maybe not even yourself. Well, you're about to find out one of my many.
I would describe this as a reverse-superhero scenario, almost like jeckel and hyde. Its where your mild alter-ego is the nice guy but then you go and do something strange...
When I look at the punk rock scene of the 80's, I feel like some primal part of me would like to be on a stage, shirtless with tatoo's all over...even on the baldness of my shaved head...screaming "lyrics" about rageing against some random authority that I disagree with. There would be tons of screeming fans [but they can't tell the difference between you and the last group] and because the stage is so short, thier heads would be at least waist high. And when one of them gets brave enough to get on stage, I'd give him a shove back in to the crowd. But none of it would be worth it without a picture to remember it by. That's what I really want, a picture of that to be able to say, "yeah, I've done that. And no, this isn't photoshopped."
Now, the chances of this happening are about ZERO. That's what makes this dream so great. It would blow everbody's mind just to see the picture. Am I in to punk rock? No, not really. but let me leave you with this question...
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| Well, I injured my knee, so I didn't go bike riding like I had hoped. But the good news is, I'm feeling better now. I'm going to have to cut the grass, no matter how hot, so I'm glad I "saved it for the game." Cutting the grass is like someone forcing you to play soccer every week or so. Or maybe not.
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| Healthy lifestyle time.
I actually got up and rode my bike before work today. It takes such effort to do that, even though I want to. I hope I do that again on Friday.
I've been trying to select my food choices based on what I will be happy about 3 hours after the meal. For me, that is about how long it takes for guilt to settle in. It usually settles in about the same time as indigestion. We've been haveing so many office parties with "food," i.e.: junk food. It's hard to get a plate of mango and watermellon with all of the cakes, doughnuts, cookies, pies, etc, staring at you. I don't like mango.
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| I was reading Psalms last night, and I heard David ask God to "put a new song in [his] mouth." I made that one of my requests too.
You know something that God is really into? Having his name respected. It's in the "Lord's Prayer," and its in the 10 Commandments. Yet we usually only think of having repect for him in our heart. He wants to be honored by the inhabitants of the earth. We are more concerned with our own prosperity and -GASP!- saving people than we are with respecting God. Maybe if we had more respect for God in a public way, it wouldn't be so hard to convince other people to join with us.
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| I remember when rock was young...
I remmeber when xanga was fun. People would post about thier life and thier friends would read about it. We would laugh, we would cry. Xanga would offer Xanga Premium so we could totally customize our look. Like, type in red ink or something. OOHH!
Nowadays, things are more relaxed here. For me anyway. I remember updated three times a day. Now, I don't even look here anymore. I've decided I need a website. I want to catalog my life interests into different pages.
I could slip the URL onto job applications. Then my perspective employers could see picutres of me saving bears from a forest fire:). Or, more likley, a short story about how I made something that you could buy at the dollar store and it only took me THREE HOURS! "I'll post pics tomorrow as soon as my scanner is working!!!!" [Then you'd notice the two year old date on the page-ed]
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