The mucous membranes are saturated

Survival can be an ironic thing in life. "Hey do you think you are gonna make it?", is a common question that is darted at you when you are sick. After being asked that 36 times last weekend as I was powered juggernaut mode through wedding activities I have decided that moving forward that I will begin to answer that question sarcastically as possible. Example, "Ya I am gonna make it but I don't know if i can say the same sentiment about you if you ask me again.."

In all actuality it always feels good that people care about your well-being and I really never mind when someone asks how I am feeling.. What if everyone had the same knee jerk reaction and asked people how they were doing spiritually though? "Hey I heard your spirit is feeling like dung... Think you're gonna make it???" "Have you taken a dose of solitude and reflection to fight off those pesky demons that are running a muck?" That would be a wild turn of events in everyday social interaction.

Regurgitating is a part of my mental lexicon

Human change is evident for every man and my most recent metamorphosis have my journey into pod world. When the mustang took some busted glass and the pioneer was looted i had to turn to the white earbuds for moral support. I have been stockpiling podcasts like pixydust in a hope that i one day i can reach audio flight. WWE podcasts, espn soccernet (where you can understand every other word), and anything else that falls under the burnt orange sun.

On Simmons most recent podcast they talked about great new sports ideas to change the scope of the scene. Drop the rim in the WNBA to 8 foot for some sue bird slam action and start an all MJ channel (excluding the wizard wonder years). I figured i would share the a few shades of my kaleidoscope with all -1.25 readers of the blog...

1. You know about the UEFA champions league of soccer... You take the best teams from the best leagues and your throw them all in a steaming pot of the best matchups on the face of the earth. Why isnt the MLS eligible for a champions league bid? (that was a joke right?)

Well what if you took the worst of the worst and put them in a massive tournament would the fair-minded people of this country watch? Take the filth of the relegation and put them on a global stage so that the stars of the scum have a chance to shine. Maybe the tournament could have special rules to really showcase how bad some of these teams are.
Rule 1: the goalkeepers should have to dress up in the mascot outfits. It would allow more overall girth and square-inches to potentially block floppy dog blasts that are coming from the opposing forwards.
Rule 2: the tournament sponsors can only be urinal cake vendors. A classy sponsor like Gatorade or Nike would really detract from the whole overall soul of the tournament.
Rule 3: the tournament bracket must be made of an odd amount of teams. The sheer confusion about who should be playing who would take the tournament to epic depths...

More to come...

Astonishing your external acoustic meatus

The ebb and flow of personal interests has always been something that snags my attention. Why does this one activity resonate so deeply with some and falls on deaf ears and blind eyes to another? It is commonplace and correct to say that we were created in our diversity to enjoy different qualities and to have an affinity for different activities.

The new interest in my life has been creation. As someone who is not seen as an artist or a large scale creator of any means the tension has been building. Everyone needs a creative outlet to flesh out a piece or part of their spiritual gifts (it helps loosen up the weight on the soul). I know that my spiritual gift has most recently been my fire tongue and the ability to ramble, rant, and regenerate in a New York minute. A true blessing and a curse. The power to harness that spiritual gift is sometimes harder than identifying your gift.

What does it look like to harness the gift for the Kingdom of God? What does it look like to harness your gift for amusement or entertainment? That is the struggle that I waging war with. I have been in the driver's seat blasting out some early days podcasts back like me and my boy Cliff used to when we were buckwheats. Looking for a creative outlet that maybe just someday might pay me to do. Finding the balance to splash about sports, history, politics, and life can be difficult for a 20's something that has taken more attraction in turbos, retro Jordans, and Video Games rather than posting up and reading the Declaration of Independence, brushing up on how bills really make it to the president's desk, and finding a deeper level of meaning to dig my claws in a social injustice.

Stay true, find a way to channel your energy and gifts for God's work, and let the extra-curricular blessings flow.

The Pitch is parading in my mind

Seeing a group of 100 hooligans that hopped the pond for a friendly at JerryWorld was quite the sight. As astonishing as their crooked teeth, buckwheat underarm hair, and barmy stench was, their passion for Chelsea was uncanny. You hear about the tailgating caravans of the SEC but the rowdy brits stood the entire time flippin the bird at everyone who didn't have Chelsea blue on their backs. The Club America fans brought the funk as well with smoke bombs and a melee of aribas from the get go. We wanted to see the shining stars like Drogba, Terry, and Lampard but Chelsea's 2nd tier was just as exciting as U.S. soil. Franco Di Santo was the vision as he involved in all of the scoring action for Chelsea. End of story was the hypnosis of the 60 yard HD screens at JerryWorld netted 2 for Chelsea and nil for club America.. Quality Time.

I have accepted the call to mount up and to choose a EPL team for the upcoming season and even though i have tried to deny the bandwagon a la 95'-97' chi-town bulls i am about to crack. It looks like I ready to join Russ at Stamford Bridge to paint the town blue... Time to cram for the upcoming EPL season...

I am beginning to take pride in being a slow and methodical reader because it allows all my buddies to do the scope and recon work on some of the popular reads out there... Currently tearing thru the Lone Survivor but i have some good potential on the radar as well. Lance and Ninja nation have definitely been some scholarly inspiration.

GiRodeo Out

Life of an Islander...

Most people are showcasing their new baby or new pet but I will present to you neverlanders a glimpse at my gleaming beacon of humanity. Open Seasame...
Ok well maybe that doesn't encompass my state of living or happiness but i will throw up a few pictures that encapsulate my new Nashville livin...

Little stickball eh...
Livin @ the Dell Fortress...

Local shukin and jivin...


Actually I have been loving it up for the most part. Playing basketball after work up at Dell and tearing through the facilities at Lipscomb have kept me busy. Lipscomb is pretty legit and definitely has a ACU feel to it expect it is on a honey i shrunk the kids level in comparison. Vandy football season is rolling in and I already have 2 season tickets so it will be cool to rock some SEC action.


Holla back... hopefully not 3 months later this time.

Packin up the rifle, coonhat, and becoming a volunteer

Santa is already hibernating with momma clause til next year, Dick Clark is one year closer to looking like skeletor, and I am getting shipped out to a foreign planet with tall trees, SEC devotion, and a strong absence of Texas Toast. Yes readers, this alien planet is called Middle Tennessee. After being surrounded by Native Texan narcissists the last 15 years it will be an interesting transition at first. My deduction would lead me to believe that people wont have the state of Tennessee tattooed on their forearms (guaranteeing unemployment), it won't be considered treason to have a beverage other than Lonestar Light, and my local and state political options probably won't be named Kinky. I say bring bring it on...

My hiatus on life is nearing one month now and I have to daily seek motivtion to overcome my sloth like behavior. I keep telling myself that I have 3 weeks until an eternity of labor and i will look back fondly on my xbox 360 skills maturation, wandering travels, and a complete excess of collegiate and minor league sports. We are talking overload on the Austin Icebats (the minor league hockey team for the real minor league hockey team which is a minor league hockey for the Minnesota Wild), the Austin Toros (cross your fingers and maybe Keith Langford will make the Spurs by 2012), Vanderbilt snuck by Tenn-Martin, Nashville Preds got body rocked by the San Jose Sharks, and i feel like the longhorn games i have been to lately have been the only games that they haven't lost (get your game tight rick barnes).

Cade and I went absolutely primal at the IceBats game because it was absolutely bonkers. The goal keepers were both ejected for fighting at center ice, we sat on the glass for 8 buckas a pop, and we taunted the mascot until we received a delightful middle batwing finger. Electricity was in the air, drunk idiots were in the stands, and mucus was slew across the ice. Excellence...

dont blink more to come...

The Sterling Silver Plated Compass

After much deliberation I have decided that I am going to see the Golden Compass over the break with some familia. I plan on watching the Passion of Christ before my viewing of the Golden Compass and then I plan on reading the entire New Testament directly afterwards in a locked closet that will protect from any sinful transgressions that may be pursuing me. Pressing upward and onward...

I was challenged a couple of weeks ago to analyze where I am at in life and to really think about what has happened to others in the same spot that I am at. I guess you could look at it this way... If you are in a classroom at some prestigious academic institution like Abilene Christian University rewind the clock about 50 years and think about how different the class would have been. It is the same classroom, same building, same grounds but almost an entire different world. Imagine analyzing racial and social issues in the 50s or 60s in that very classroom in the administration building. I bet that racial tolerance and understanding was not something that was widely appreciated in little old Abilene, TX.

Think about how different you would be if you grew up in a different era. We take so much pride in who we think we are and what we stand for but what does that say about us if it was all stripped from us by growing up in another age. Would one alliganace to something like a sports team or a game transfer to something like woodwork or ironwork if you grew up in the 1600s instead. Gobble Gobble Gobble who knows.

So my boy st. nick is rolling through and we already have the Santa Tracker 5000 up and operational as he does his final boarding and loading on the newly sponsored Boeing Santa Sleigh that will dashing through the clouds before we know it. Pay the man some respect and toss someone a Merry Christmas and not a happy holidays. Celebrate baby Jesus and St. Nick keeping the Christmas cheer alive.

Kobe's 2 handed Dunk off Lebron Sick Pass 8/22

Well its the first last day of school for me and it feels like I never got off the bike. I already feel like I have been peddling half way through another semester but the gloss is still shining on the new textbooks. School is good... It is horrible when you know you have it good because the next hump probably wont be friendly. Upwards and onwards i presume...

So i consider it all of our civil duties to at least attempt to stay current on the news, business, and of course sports but today i read something that just makes me hurl massively. http://www.flexpetz.com/how.html is a site that takes pride in exposing dogs as if they are a hot new release on netflix and that is just so cold blooded. Ok I am not one of those angry cosmonauts that is lining up to burn my #7 Falcons jersey like the rest of the country but i mean come on its a freggin dog you can just rent them out like a shopvac. Owners and dogs become connected (well at least thats what i have always experienced) innevitably and to mess with the natural gel on that relationship is just raw. Congress, Humane socieities, or avid animal idiots please shut this dump down.

Just a quick plug for Team USA... were backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk......
I love that the fiba basketball tourney has been televised on espn classic this year because the 65 point blowouts on the U.S. Virgin Islands, Venezula, and Brazil have been instant slammers for the ages.

Peep the presence of the boys in blue...

Got that swag draggin...

Ay Bay bay... Dude the hustle to the end of the summer is here. Thank you baby Jesus... The daily crush @ Little Panda is cramming me harder every day and I am just praying for daylight. As mainstream as it sounds when it rains it pours. Coming back from San Antone the arctic fox (01 rodeo slab) decided to go gooftroop on me and it has been sitting at the dealership for the last week. Then the rain starting pounding harder when the ole celly screen went out leaving me with no car and no digital roaming telephone service. The only comfort i can find is the chipolte bbq grilled snackwrap from mcdonalds. Thanks Ronald you can take me off of life support soon enough. I am really looking forward to Brandon's bachelor party next weekend because i will get to rub elbows with all of my fellas that i haven't seen in a while. People grow up and they move... Its is too bad that i am a self proclaimed peter pan and i couldn't age if i wanted to. So memories will be made and i am sure you can peep the highlights on youtube.
I have been getting serious plump about the new English Premier League that started today. I am ready to hop the pond and hit the pitch asap. Hopefully ebay.uk can toss me a bone... I am hitting a fantasy league for the EPL this year so it makes everything juiced even more. My boys Fernando Torres and Steven Gerrard are stone cold killas. I would flow with Liverpool but Jscott has already knocked his plot on them so i gotta find my own diggs. I might hop on that Newcastle ship for the year and see how i roll... I mean you gotta fluff the underdogs... Get that New York Yankee (Man U and Chelsea) bologna outta my grill. Needless to say you can catch me in South Africa in 2010 to watch the gringos wreck shop and at least make it out of their first pool in the world cup.
Have you ever thought about your own potential? I mean you hear it in sports all the time like "this kid from the east coast has so much promise and potential"... gab gab gab. I think it is important to squat down and gander about our own potential in a humble fashion every once and a while. Respect where we are at (educationally, physically, spiritually, i mean pick your poison) and then think about how you could swull up in any of those aspects. Consider how much of a positive impact you could me if you showcase the determination to fulfill your potential. I mean respect this hustle right?

Hit me with some feedback i need a new book to screw the head on towards a new aspect about God. I want to take a look at the big man in a new light... flash me

Caffeine Rebound

Well folks the last time I entered the virtual garden oasis of the Blogosphere I had only completed half of a lap of the summer 2007 wedding tour. Now that I can be considered a certified wedding consultant I have several job opportunities an on air role on either the Oxygen and HGTV television syndicates. You know sometimes life just drops opportunities into your lap…and I digress. So I pulled the travel action for a few weeks down to Honduras for a few weeks to get my body rocking self edumacated and we even threw some sledge hammers around in the name of the Lord. The peeps down south were true and it was a mighty wicked endeavor. The intercultural and multinational communication classes were potent to say the least and I feel like the content really got the wheels turning upstairs. Victory! Thanks Johnny Drama. As shallow as it sounds I feel like I need to be grooving with something week in or week or I am just wasting away in my 20’s. I mean your 20’s are supposed to be when the cup never runs dry. I need that idea to evaporate pronto because we all know that God is all about building the stepping stones in life so that Heaven is just over the hillside. Enjoy and embrace every facet of life of where you’re at and where you will be and I think we will all be swimming in the love. This summer is not over by any means but I feel like my mind decided that it was over after Honduras. It is too bad that we got back in the second week of July. Hang on and feel the noise…. That’s what I just have to keep telling myself.

So the student financial aide is coming in soon which means that the unseen mountain of debt will creep but a few feet higher. I am just getting excited about finding out that my next loan will blot out the sun (yes it’s a callout to 300) and I will be forced to live in the dark shadows of the Fraggle Cave. At least Gobo, Red, Wembley, Mokey, Boober, Doozer, and Gorgs will keep my company down there. More importantly the new financial aide check means I might have a little money over the top that will help pay for this bad boy… http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/worldnews.html?in_article_id=472997&in_page_id=1811

and who knows... if a spare grand wont get me airborne maybe i will just settle for something else.... A true test of prayer... (ok i don't really mean that last statement)

So needless to say i am living the dream until school starts. Churning and burning down to Cowboys camp this weekend and ole boy Wade better be throwing down the gauntlet this year on the boys. A quick plug for FC DALLAS MLS soccer....they are sick motha pluckas. Hit a game and tell my Colombian hombre Juan Toja that i said whatado?

Momento Mori my friends,
Girodshima

5th down and Goal

Yowsers.... Howdy folks and welcome to blastoff theatre. Hmm a simple ode to the NASA space center in Houston. Anyways speaking of NASA and ingenuity I found my next birthday present yesterday and I have been whipping around like a 8 month old yorkie pup. Ladies and gentlebots i would like to introduce you to your future.... http://www.fishnflush.com/index.html... This will most definitely change the way the Earth spins on its axis. Fish one up now while they are cheap because by the time they make it to home depot those builder's square home wreckers while nickle and dime the dump truck out of us for every penny.

Call out to Jig and Ruke Leeves for the destruction of Abilene a few nights ago. Cheers mates. Who knew the Rodeo was actually a disguised Land Rover... cheers again...

Austin bound...

Austin Lightning tonight at 730 see all of you there dressed in assorted battle garb.

Bomb North Korea,
Harrison C. Girod


By the way Robots the movie will warp your reality. Great flick. Thank you HBO.

Eat your heart out Hitchcock

Stardate 1 after the most successful weekend in a long time. The overriding feeling for last weekend collectively can only be classified as good vibrations. The satisfaction of seeing good friends that you haven't seen in a while is a beautiful thing. Sharing in good memories that plow the road ahead for many more to come is an empowering experience. Knowing and seeing the true essence of love in life around you is something that is hard to capture. When i was at the wedding it did not necessarily make me think about the possibility of my own wedding one day down the road but instead it just helped focus me on the intangible element of love that God so freely gives us. What is more pure than being able to feel God's love splashing down all around you. Its a pretty rowdy event.

It is difficult for a lot of people to let go of themselves and just live in the moment. To just purely live on the energy of the second. I strongly recommend that people take a step outside of themselves and when an opportunity presents itself that people pursue it. Sharing the company of good people in a good time in our lives is what it is all about.

By the way NASA owns you. NASA will never be the same after the Smegma Colony (coleman, luke, gay juice, and of course myself) turned that place upside down. Boundaries were crossed, violations was noted, and more importantly the disposable cameras were buy one get one free. Clear Lake, Tx actually had a little character unlike the gooch of the south....Houston.

Call out to angelic parents of Brittney Nicole Lubojasky. Massive blessings, honors, and relics are due to this family. They put us up for a while this last weekend and they were undoubtedly off the proverbial meat rack. These were some of the most hospitable people that i have meet in a while and it is refreshing to see a shining example of freely giving. It must be liberating to be able to good for others. An inspiration... bottom line. nasa.... nasa....

Fairy tales were written for a reason,

Harrison C. Girod

I am sure this picture is a repeat from other blogs... buh humbug im throwing it up again. Epic.

Candy Apple Aspirations

Well thanks to positive peer pressure, little panda burnt egg rolls, and the false truth of evolution i have decided to pledge my allegiance to the almighty blogger.com. I figure i have some fake money invested in Google on investopedia so i might as well help the cause by swashbuckling my computer with some more useless google applications and integrating my poorly outdated blogspot with the new and improved google blogger. I can see the stock ticker blinking now... cherish every percentage point. (if only that was real money...one day cramer)





Now to things that dont suck to read...





My humility astonishes me at times. So i have been delivering for Little Panda here in Abilene for a while which means i get a lot of quality time with the good ole automobile. Fortunately last Christmas my pops didn't have enough patience to take 5 minutes and put his new xm radio in his truck...so i was defaulted to yours truly. Satellite radio has turned my deliveries into a flight of fantasy because i have able to listen to the democratic and republican preliminary debates on the P.O.T.U.S. 2008 channel. Sweet Georgia peaches you have got to call this election premature for sure. Folks... its the first week of June 2007. By the time the new president gets elected i am sure HE will have a cushy number and most of the problems will be solved by then. Ok thats not true at all... if anything all our global dealings will be complicated 7 fold and will legalize illegal immigration (if that's possible) by the end of 2008.

• I have been fascinated by eloquence that Mitt Romney exudes each time he speaks. I dont feel like its a show or game but very genuine... Who am i kidding of course its a show but i have been impressed with the way that he has handled some difficult questions how he balances or integrates his faith (Mormon) and policies.


• Now ole boy Rudy Giuliani is an interesting candidate because hes all about security (well thats what it seems like). Locking up the border, doing some internal house cleaning, and really giving illegals a gut check. Sounds good to me. Look illegal immigrants also take jobs that some regular Americans dont want to mess with but overall its just not safe not to have any idea who the dump these peeps are...

Ok enough with political hoopla... on to something important like Baggo. Thats right the mind boggling game of baggo. What is baggo you say? By the words of the virtuouso himself, jacob "silver foot" wardell, figure it out! But seriously be prepared for the baggo epidemic to see an Abilene takeover in the near future. Lives will impacted, names will be made, and baggo grand master girod will be exalted in the 325. Believe.

If you dont have one of these yet... call me i am selling them for $75 a pop. Cheap considering he will be making lebron look like a washed up child actor after he clowns him next season.

See yall at the agan wedding...

Im a silver dolla... holla

Back on the Map

Back on the Map
The hour glass is just about spent and its time to flip that beast in about a week. I can honestly say that i feel like this summer is the first time in my life that i actually had some postive and constructive cognitive thinking going on. I mean when i was a kid i would be so impulsive and act so much more on attitudes or emotions rather than rationale. Needless to say im still probably guilty of that 90 percent of the time.What i have learned this summer:Life is about independence and what you do with your independence defines yourself. No matter what anybody says here i strongly believe that free will reigns above all and what we do with that gift makes or breaks us. Will you use that independence to influence for good "God's agenda" or will you use it to bottle up your detachment from God and create a selfish reality for yourself that is built on molding idols around you in such a fashion that you go blind from them. Not to say that even if your doing your best to stand for God's purpose that you wont be tempted to succomb to the glitz and glamour of this world. What does that mean to succomb to the world. Is that having a few drinks at the local dive? Is that going to far with your girlfriend? Hell thats why Tupac coined the infamous callout, "Only God can judge me". Everyone had it in for 2pac since he came on the scene. All he was doing was exposing his life and the reality of his surroundings. I mean John Denver can sing about the rocky mountain high around him but 2pac cant talk about the pisshole that he lived in. How bout them apples.... Back to the topic at hand. People try to make religion out to be so easy at church about what is right and what isnt. What does it mean to truly comprimise ones self? You hear all the time about how Jesus invited tax collectors and the filth of his soceity to dinner and gatherings because he wanted to elevate them out of the trash. His actions were undoubtedly pure of heart and honestly i wish i could say that everytime i walked into a club or anywhere risky that my immediate reaction or thought would be how can i stand out to make a positive come from this seemingly negative atmosphere. Who knows... All i know is life is about bonding thru relationship. Once relationship is established than matters of the heart can be accessed and explored. Everyone values trust and without that relationships would be meaningless.well hopefully ill throw up some on my monitor in the near future but i just had to spray off some of the buzz kill. Golds time.Adios hombres

Pub'd mid-late august

Take me higher,
Giroshma

Peer pressure rules the school yard

This picture sums up the sing song experience...

Well I forgot that this practice of blogging existed... Needless to say some positive peer pressure brought me back to fruitful plain. As I sit here and listen to Lynn Anderson bring the word over a westover webcast, rub my pasty dry thighs down with Equate classic cherry almond lotion, and try to hold focus as my maw rattles metal rods around in attempt to put together another clothing rack in which i will use to just clutter in all my fraggle rock collectors items i reminisce on last night. I ask myself is victory as good as it gets or is there a place higher. Im not talking about Heaven you eggheads...Im talking about achieving a peace and pride in working hard on something and remembering fondly about how the goal was achieved. To reflect on an absolute understanding of one's role on a team with a drive and focus. Is that what we had... haha probably not at all but it was still a heck of a time. I think i was almost just as excited for a lot of the guys around me getting pumped up than any kind of inner satisfaction that i received.
I almost feel guilty because now im already looking to whats next... its the attack the moment mentality and once its been devoured i shoot toward whats next on the plate. Sometimes i just need to slow down and not worry so much. Ultimately God is in control and i can only do the best that i can to take of business in his regard to everyday life. Sometimes its done better than other days.
Just peeping the watch and im about 25 minutes into the westover webcast of todays Sunday morning service and i cant deny that this a refreshing new look at our Sunday morning service. We get caught up in shaking hands, flashing smiles, and kissing babies that sometimes we forget to focus on the delivery of the service. Granted we learn a lot about God thru all that church "fellowship" and interpersonal relation while we are there. It is nice to have minimal distractions and to just hear the message without watching a baby throw up on their mother again for the fourth time before communion even sneaks up on us. Its good to hear familiar voices doing familiar good acts on the webcast. Don't worry you will find me in a pew next week i promise not to slip into the glitz and glamour of my sparkling monitor.

Final thoughts....
How did Bode Miller become the Nike Olympic poster boy? Don't you usually have to NOT SUCK TOASTIES as an athlete and as a person to be endorsed. What a joke. They should have just sent Terrell Owens for the Downhill skiing events instead. Where's the mighty ducks when we need them the most in torino 06. Goldberg and Charlie wherever you are... Rest easy in knowing that you gentleman are the TRUTH.

Dipsy doo dunkaroo....

dude swashbangle my brains together because i have finally realized that i suck at transition. Lindsay always harps on me for that but i dont even have a chance when changes come. Trying to get a new job, new class shedule, people are different, heck even myself, not to mention so many other changes that happen over the break. You know i started getting comfortable in austin again and then the rug gets pulled out. I get back here and its a whole different world...

Lately i have been thinking a lot about this summer. I am going to be an intern at church back home in austin. Just looking in the mirrior i see myself as a believer and also as a person so disconnected from God because i just do not know how to stay close with him for even more than a week. The bible is as foreign to me as Canada and i dont know where to start or how to attack it. I want accountability... but do i really. Is that to real. Not to mention i like listening to the music i listen to and i wouldnt trade my houston rap or my punk for a third day cd if my life depended on it. I just know that i love God because id be nobody right now without him. He has given me so many different opportunites to shine. Have i cashed in on all those... maybe not. But i feel for the most part i give a good crack at things. I just feel dwarfed by the people i know that are consumed in christ and i feel like im on the outside looking in. Just being raised the way i was with all the life that got blended in there makes it a enomorous mountain to climb... This is all so repetitive but i think about it a lot.

Basketball season is coming up... yet i dont find myself getting excited about it this year. When waterball came around i nearly found myself shaking with parkinsons the night before a game because i was so excited. its all good though...

aite well im getting antsy...
holla

what up world...

needless to say ive had a lot of shuffling lately but im back in the mix. Had a chance to do the austin thing for a while over the break and that was great. I went on the Westover high school retreat and it was good to hang with the kids and to get to know some of the shortys that i didnt know... welp im on the run i gotta be somewhere in 10 just thought id throw down.

Sing song on the dome...

harrison ford

Eatin nothin but Trix in 06

Lee Corso i know that deep down you are on the USC Trojan(MAN) bandwagon... dont think were stupid...


aite so i guess im gonna write in this bad boy every 2 weeks or so... sounds good to me. I usually write in my "captain's log" a few times a week so when i plop out some goodness on this its only extra...

well i had the chance to actually check out where my maw works the other night. She is the director of nurses in the ICU/ER at Seton downtown. When i walked up in there i was blown away because the first thing i noticed was all the blinking lights and cool electronics. I thought i was up on the motha pluckin starship enterprise. Needless to say everyone who works with her is vintage austin. That pretty much explains how out there they are. It was just wild to see how much responsibility my maw had at that hospital and i gained alot of respect for all the havoc she has to deal with there at work.

lets see...

i hit the alamo bowl with chad, cade, my pops, and the harpers down in san antone. It has probably been the most exciting bowl game so far...(cross my finger for the rose bowl) But it was was cool cause my pop flew down from carolina to hang out with us for a few days after christmas and that was all gravy. Hes doing good even though hes living on the reese cup and mountain dew diet. Bachelor life.... gotta respect it. Chad, ryan, and I drove thru downtown san antonio blaring the nebraska fight song on my megaphone and we had all of downtown rockin and rolling... those crazy corn huskers were lovin the crap outta it.

For new years i went up to dallas and helped linds move into her new apartment. Its a pretty cool little pad that she shares with lindsay king in south dallas. It has a freebirds and a chipotle about a mile away so heck i figure im a happy camper. We moved stuff almost all of friday and then eventually we hit a dallas stars game on new years eve. It was aite even though the stars lost 3-2. Then we went over to couchmans new crib in farmer's branch and kicked it. It was clean cause alot of the old dinosaurs were there like cblair, henley, kern, gibson, needless to say it had a high chill factor. So it was fab to hang with linds for like 4 days straight.

aite thats the status update... i cant write cause all i can think about is the rose bowl. Live the dream is getting sick in austin man.

stoke the fire,
harrison the great

Dump it off....

Ya up above is me and father time staying fly with my main man the park ranger up in big bend last summer.... just thought its only necessary to pop off some classic pics from time to time.


well getting home is always a bittersweet remembrance of the past for me... some of the good but more often than not a refresher course on all the bad. This break has allowed me to step outside of my life and just see what the hell is wrong with the program right now.

First of all, where is God? Well of course hes up in heaven doing his thing... but i mean where is he in my life. Its your typical im devoted... trail off... then hop back on the gravy train again... Frankly thats frustrating as hell. It is reassuring that it pains me that im not content with my relationship with him right now though. This tells that i do indeed actually give a rat's ass about my salvation and just how the Lord works in my life. Now time to dig in and start doing his work... which is always easier said than done. Its not that i dont want to do it... its just that it is certainly challenging at times. First prime objective is talking to Ed about his faith. His life is more jumbled than a game of 52 card pickup... there are 52 cards in a deck right? The drugs, the lack of responsibility, and the childish games are only the surface problems. Really i know it goes much deeper though. I know that he grew up catholic and to be honest with you i dont care what anybody thinks if you find jesus thru any avenue than the Lord has done his promised work. (catholic or not...) So maybe i can just get the ball rolling and perhaps throw some questions or some uncertainty into that mixed up puzzle of his. My mom seems almost unreachable at times... her rough emotional exterior (ill do things my way, relying on myself because i grew up that way) is a wall that seems like it reaches to the sky. Just maybe the lord will provide a twist in her life that will enable him to show his face to her.... who knows. Ok i could on with this list forever it seems like... which really sucks but then again it also gives glimmers of hope (i do emphasize glimmers).

Second, i seem lost to even myself... it seems like only Lindsay notices it lately i guess. But i have been down for quite some while... It hard having somebody you love move away for good even though its just a couple hours down the interstate. and yes im talking about barker. I just cant shake the fact that that i feel disconnected. I know i say it alot and its mightily over used but i dont know how else to put it. When i think about why i just confuse myself more... ok well Lindsay will kick my rear if say anything more probably... probably get embarrassed...

third, direction.... just a little bit would be nice. Well i thought that i was back on a good foot again in school but i guess i tricked myself. I was expecting 4 B's and one D... But good ole banner just told me that i got 3B's, 1c, and one big ole nasty smack ya up side the face F. Apparently i got a 78 or a 79 in the class i got a C in and my teacher decided to be a cold hearted arsehold. The F really took me by suprise though... well what can i do know but suck it up and go back to the grind for another 27 semesters. Atleast im taking a january short course thanks the help rosebaugh. He helped force me in ministry to fathers and im really looking forward to what i will run across in there.

Fourth, work... work in general at the post office... the possibility of working at footlocker again over this christmas break... Work. Work sucks i thank God that i am a full time student and only have to work part time.Granted i do wish that the part time work did pay more than 5.15. Sometimes i contemplate livin the crooked life selling drugs like tookie or 50 cent or one of those fly dudes that you come across from time to time... But that aint crap cause its only gonna catch up with ya. Id rather have a 100 the honest way in my bank account than a crooked Grand cause id probably end up droppin it on bail sooner or later anyhow. But what do i know... im middle class white suburban christian. But i do know a thing or to growing up under tom and cheryl's roof. a blessing and a curse...

Well hit me up with a comment or gimmie a holler...
Well this blog is just about wrapped up just like mutombo's ballin career,
Harrison the Great