Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Discapades.
Today was somewhat of an adventure. Luncheon. Business meeting. Went walking about 1.5 miles through some new nature trails. Then… disc golf. On a temporary setback… my cell phone is off. I left civilization and hit the course. Stretched. Hole 1. +1. Deng. There was a group of 4 ahead of me. Hole 2. PAR. Caught up with the group on Hole 3. They vied for me to play ahead. I bashfully stated ‘I’m not too good on this hole” and had a pretty decent drive. One of the four insisted that I join their group and play along with them, so I did. I’m glad I did. It turns out the 4 were originally groups of 2 that merged to play doubles. Leaving me to get 2 chances on either my drive, approach, or put shot. This was pretty cool. Hole 4. Awesome drive. Par! 5. Whack drive. +1. Instead of cutting to the two holes in the woods, the group opted for the back holes that continued straight on after 4. Drive:Woods. Second drive ;) ...next two holes. par. got closer to hole than the doubles. then the woods. had the most AWESOME tomahawk ever on the first hole in the woods. it landed about 5 feet away from hole. -1! next hole. par. ok. the hole coming out of the woods is my favorite. +1 though.
THEN........... THE LAKE.
my confidence about playing the lake holes was high having played the lake twice now. my discs typically go left. 2 of the 5 from our group did not make it pass the first hole... i was one of them.... tisk. it never happened before... however.. my disc landed about 5 feet from bank.. not too much of an issue right? prideful and stubborn.... i wanted to get my best disc. our elder of the group recommended getting it in the end due to the 'contents' of the lake. One from the group offered to go in. the double of the samaritan had to go at that point so that offer was not redeemed. 2 of the 5 left. then another. leaving just me and another player, who is originally from michigan. a cocky talkative (yet good) teenager joined us and we became a trio. at that time we're still at the lake. a group that was a hole ahead of us was fishing out discs from the lake with this 'contraption'. a guy who we opted to pass us was akin to these disc fishers and mentioned to them that my disc was in the lake. with this contraption many attempts were made to fish out my disc. "I think I felt it" however the accuracy of the device was VERY hit or miss. meanwhile 'frolfer's' were still playing.
lo and behold... another poor chap made my same mistake and threw his disc in almost the very same location that my disc landed. ;) he made a beeline to the edge of the bank where this new clan of frolfers congregated to witness the spectacle of this device and the wielder that was fishing out my disc. the guy wielding the device seemed average height from a distance but about 6'5" in reality. he was accompanied by a very fit and cute girl with glasses> the guy who passed us> and a kid in camo gear> plus the guy from michigan who I played with earlier> and the teenager. we all witnessed the poor chap come towards us... take his shirt off and go straight into the lake!!!
MIND YOU... this lake is inhabited by turtles. Having owned a turtle before in a small tank with NO filter... turtles... like humans... use the bathroom... I literally had to change the tank water on a daily basis. So you can only imagine what was in this lake that's about 300 feet across. i braved to get knee deep before this happen but to no avail. However the poor chap became my benefactor as he found my disc. The giant frolf fisher managed to find a disc in the lake which once belonged to the guy who we let skip us before we saw the giant fisher. crazy huh? I thanked the guy who found my disc and the trio continued.
OH YEA.!!! one of the 5 from before gave me a driver because of what happened to me!!! SCORE!!!!
and i got my disc back. NIIIIIIIIIIIIICEEEEE!!! The trio and I continued to play the course. all was average. I went to the gym thereafter.
The whole evening made me realize how cool some people are in this world. especially those who play disc golf. I've met some very generous people while playing the sport.
Moral: PLAY DISC GOLF!
THEN........... THE LAKE.
my confidence about playing the lake holes was high having played the lake twice now. my discs typically go left. 2 of the 5 from our group did not make it pass the first hole... i was one of them.... tisk. it never happened before... however.. my disc landed about 5 feet from bank.. not too much of an issue right? prideful and stubborn.... i wanted to get my best disc. our elder of the group recommended getting it in the end due to the 'contents' of the lake. One from the group offered to go in. the double of the samaritan had to go at that point so that offer was not redeemed. 2 of the 5 left. then another. leaving just me and another player, who is originally from michigan. a cocky talkative (yet good) teenager joined us and we became a trio. at that time we're still at the lake. a group that was a hole ahead of us was fishing out discs from the lake with this 'contraption'. a guy who we opted to pass us was akin to these disc fishers and mentioned to them that my disc was in the lake. with this contraption many attempts were made to fish out my disc. "I think I felt it" however the accuracy of the device was VERY hit or miss. meanwhile 'frolfer's' were still playing.
lo and behold... another poor chap made my same mistake and threw his disc in almost the very same location that my disc landed. ;) he made a beeline to the edge of the bank where this new clan of frolfers congregated to witness the spectacle of this device and the wielder that was fishing out my disc. the guy wielding the device seemed average height from a distance but about 6'5" in reality. he was accompanied by a very fit and cute girl with glasses> the guy who passed us> and a kid in camo gear> plus the guy from michigan who I played with earlier> and the teenager. we all witnessed the poor chap come towards us... take his shirt off and go straight into the lake!!!
MIND YOU... this lake is inhabited by turtles. Having owned a turtle before in a small tank with NO filter... turtles... like humans... use the bathroom... I literally had to change the tank water on a daily basis. So you can only imagine what was in this lake that's about 300 feet across. i braved to get knee deep before this happen but to no avail. However the poor chap became my benefactor as he found my disc. The giant frolf fisher managed to find a disc in the lake which once belonged to the guy who we let skip us before we saw the giant fisher. crazy huh? I thanked the guy who found my disc and the trio continued.
OH YEA.!!! one of the 5 from before gave me a driver because of what happened to me!!! SCORE!!!!
and i got my disc back. NIIIIIIIIIIIIICEEEEE!!! The trio and I continued to play the course. all was average. I went to the gym thereafter.
The whole evening made me realize how cool some people are in this world. especially those who play disc golf. I've met some very generous people while playing the sport.
Moral: PLAY DISC GOLF!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
St. Photios Shrine
On a Labor Day trip down to St. Augustine, Florida, my camera and I went wandering.
I've been to St. Aug many times, however, this time I walked blocks and blocks in areas my lens led me to.
I came across this very special place:
The St. Photios Shrine
[Greek Orthodox]
Sunday, September 5, 2010
cet fin de semaine
this was a different kind of weekend.
friday movie.
saturday devo, powderpuff pix , bbq, football, nap, football, then uneventfulness.
sunday spent all day in church.
breakdown.
fridays in jax typically suck. since... this city.... is not like major cities where there's always something to do.
i used to revel for fridays/saturdays b/c i partied ALL the time before 2010. however, it was almost like a zombie ritual that eventually left me jaded. to be honest, i'm numb when it comes to bars/clubs. guess a DUI will do that to ya. that's for another blog. i did chill with one of my best friends and it feels good to actually chill now. i feel like an old tightwad by not going out like i used to. but i'm saving so much more money. i'm not putting myself in jeopardy b/c sadly... i don't drink to unwind.....i drink to get drunk... so..... slowly but surely... im stopping to drink as much. my goal is to stop drinking by 2011.
since i stopped partying as much.. i haven't touched a cigarette this year. b/c.... i smoked when i drank. which is when i partied. however, since i barely party anymore, the drinking is beginning to subside.
saturday...
if 5 of 7 days of the week are meant for work, saturday gives you that option of completing work for yourself (to-do list, oil change, etc). it's not necessarily a kick back kinda day unless you plan it to be. i woke up. went to devo (great msg in romans 14 about not judging. paul is the bomb. just don't judge people or become a stumbling block for your brother. i.e, inviting a recovering alcoholic to a wine tasting), took pix at a fundraising event for a missions trip to costa rica. chilled out. went to a bbq at marques/jada's, gave caccum this OLD pic with him and trask in a very eventful day way back when. gave jada disc from our photo shoot (pix soon). witnessed the awsm victories for FSU, UF, GA, AL. SEC is a boss right now.
sunday.
church. ushered at 11 30. had lunch with kenny and yamnitz. went back to church. worked on 'focused VOICES' fan page< invited friends. went to a meeting. got support. ushered at 5 30. received communion and passed out communion for the first time. however, having received communion many times, I was well familiar with communion, the process, and its meaning. Now that I'm an usher, I've received great satisfaction in what I do. I feel like a farmer planting seeds in a field.
I'll never forget the first couple of weeks that I ushered. It was like a magical feeling to be able to find people seats for church. Disney didn't pay me to say that. .... it just gave me the feeling of doing something that's bigger than me. I felt special because it made me feel valued and instantly gave me a feeling of honor. As a man, I feel that the feeling that I experienced all guys should experience. All men want to feel that they have a sense of honor, valor, integrity. If you don't go into the military, this feeling of honor would be a close second.
Yamnitz asked if i could cover for him at the 5 30 service. so i did. it's been a while since i've been to a 5 30 and kind of thought it would be same ol. it wasn't. sights and sounds are enhanced. what i wasn't prepared for (mentally) was communion. it's been a while since i've received communion (b/c it's offered at 530 and i don't usually go to that one). I didn't expect the heaviness of offering communion to people. A slower more moving song was being played at the time when communion began and the people came! Imagine that feeling of honor being amplified infinitely. I helped people take part in one of the oldest traditions a follower of Jesus could ever do. The very event superceded anything about who I was at that moment.
Very moving and powerful.
I came home, ate a plate spilling in protein: tilapia, chicken breast, polish sausage, hamburger. NO BREAD, NO SIDES, just protein (with some manzanillas here and there for diversity ;). watched 60 minutes. got online. networked. pix. blogged.
going to st. aug in the morning.
The End.
friday movie.
saturday devo, powderpuff pix , bbq, football, nap, football, then uneventfulness.
sunday spent all day in church.
breakdown.
fridays in jax typically suck. since... this city.... is not like major cities where there's always something to do.
i used to revel for fridays/saturdays b/c i partied ALL the time before 2010. however, it was almost like a zombie ritual that eventually left me jaded. to be honest, i'm numb when it comes to bars/clubs. guess a DUI will do that to ya. that's for another blog. i did chill with one of my best friends and it feels good to actually chill now. i feel like an old tightwad by not going out like i used to. but i'm saving so much more money. i'm not putting myself in jeopardy b/c sadly... i don't drink to unwind.....i drink to get drunk... so..... slowly but surely... im stopping to drink as much. my goal is to stop drinking by 2011.
since i stopped partying as much.. i haven't touched a cigarette this year. b/c.... i smoked when i drank. which is when i partied. however, since i barely party anymore, the drinking is beginning to subside.
saturday...
if 5 of 7 days of the week are meant for work, saturday gives you that option of completing work for yourself (to-do list, oil change, etc). it's not necessarily a kick back kinda day unless you plan it to be. i woke up. went to devo (great msg in romans 14 about not judging. paul is the bomb. just don't judge people or become a stumbling block for your brother. i.e, inviting a recovering alcoholic to a wine tasting), took pix at a fundraising event for a missions trip to costa rica. chilled out. went to a bbq at marques/jada's, gave caccum this OLD pic with him and trask in a very eventful day way back when. gave jada disc from our photo shoot (pix soon). witnessed the awsm victories for FSU, UF, GA, AL. SEC is a boss right now.
sunday.
church. ushered at 11 30. had lunch with kenny and yamnitz. went back to church. worked on 'focused VOICES' fan page< invited friends. went to a meeting. got support. ushered at 5 30. received communion and passed out communion for the first time. however, having received communion many times, I was well familiar with communion, the process, and its meaning. Now that I'm an usher, I've received great satisfaction in what I do. I feel like a farmer planting seeds in a field.
I'll never forget the first couple of weeks that I ushered. It was like a magical feeling to be able to find people seats for church. Disney didn't pay me to say that. .... it just gave me the feeling of doing something that's bigger than me. I felt special because it made me feel valued and instantly gave me a feeling of honor. As a man, I feel that the feeling that I experienced all guys should experience. All men want to feel that they have a sense of honor, valor, integrity. If you don't go into the military, this feeling of honor would be a close second.
Yamnitz asked if i could cover for him at the 5 30 service. so i did. it's been a while since i've been to a 5 30 and kind of thought it would be same ol. it wasn't. sights and sounds are enhanced. what i wasn't prepared for (mentally) was communion. it's been a while since i've received communion (b/c it's offered at 530 and i don't usually go to that one). I didn't expect the heaviness of offering communion to people. A slower more moving song was being played at the time when communion began and the people came! Imagine that feeling of honor being amplified infinitely. I helped people take part in one of the oldest traditions a follower of Jesus could ever do. The very event superceded anything about who I was at that moment.
Very moving and powerful.
I came home, ate a plate spilling in protein: tilapia, chicken breast, polish sausage, hamburger. NO BREAD, NO SIDES, just protein (with some manzanillas here and there for diversity ;). watched 60 minutes. got online. networked. pix. blogged.
going to st. aug in the morning.
The End.
Friday, September 3, 2010
weight loss update
started at 240 August 1st.
Down to 227 as of yesterday
THANK YOU BODY BY VI !!!!!!
I'M STILL GOING until November 1st!
Down to 227 as of yesterday
THANK YOU BODY BY VI !!!!!!
I'M STILL GOING until November 1st!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
French Inception?
Alright... if you know me, then you know I've been raving over the film Inception.
Here's a quick FYI.
The Academy Award winning actress Marion Cotillard who played the creeping Mal in Inception won her Oscar for her role portraying famous French chanteuse Edith Piaf in the film La Vie en Rose. [Awesome film].
One of Edith Piaf's most famous songs is titled Non, je ne regrette rien { take a listen in a new window}
Ok. now that you heard that... does it sound familiar?
That was the song used in the film Inception to wake the dreamers up.
Voila.
Here's a quick FYI.
The Academy Award winning actress Marion Cotillard who played the creeping Mal in Inception won her Oscar for her role portraying famous French chanteuse Edith Piaf in the film La Vie en Rose. [Awesome film].
One of Edith Piaf's most famous songs is titled Non, je ne regrette rien { take a listen in a new window}
Ok. now that you heard that... does it sound familiar?
That was the song used in the film Inception to wake the dreamers up.
Voila.
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