A Little More than Babble, I Hope

Every morning I sit here to blog, I hear a couple of sportbike tearing up the 5. With little traffic and a jet engine between your legs, I feel compelled to do the same thing when I get one.

I hate that I missed small group on Wednesday and Thursday, but writing and connecting with friends made it worth it.

I feel a bit guilty in reading the most recent edition of Time magazine - only because I bypassed Nelson Mandela's 8 rules of leadership to read an article on batman.

Does it reflect badly on me if I think Guillermo Del Toro is an excellent director, with his broad landscapes, fantastically nefarious fiends and hideous original monsters. I always think that to come up with that kind of stuff, you have to have a connection with a world untapped by normal people. Maybe he does.

Maybe it's happenstance or a conspiracy, but CNN doesn't work on my cable box. I even called the cable company, oh well, I guess I won't know what they were going to say about what it means to be black in America.

As the election nears, we still don't know who will be running with the front runners for vice president, and the polls indicate the race is closer than previously suspected. We still have a few months to go.

I went up to a friends desk a couple of days ago and she apologized to me for eating. What is that? I told her don't worry about it, maybe you're hungry. I told her that I ran 5 miles last Saturday. She responded, "How much weight have you lost." Lyn was right.

I know so many people, but I feel like there are only a few that I can talk to. Their lives have moved in a direction that doesn't have as much time for me anymore. I miss them.

Did I mention that I really like to read Rick Reilly's articles on www.espn.go. com

Stephen A. Smith is my favorite journalist/commentator. His comments insight the committed fan and frustrate the system advocates. He's a players commentator, harsh on the role players and marginally talented teammates and the pied piper, revolutionary orator for the star. Kobe and Bron Bron are the gods who sit on his Mount Olympus.

I miss playing my guitar.

Is it wrong to not have a serious desire to be in a relationship? I can only think of a few people where it's worked.

I saw an old co-worker yesterday. He makes a whole lot more money than I do. He's still cool. He was talking on the phone with a friend and told him, "Hey man, I'm talking to my boy Willis. This cat's cool man. He would have made a great teacher. He's good with kids and they really liked him." For some reason, I felt worthless with the compliment. I didn't go into teaching, yesterday I regretted it.

I got to share the sermon PB preached last Sunday with a friend. I urged her "To be free from the concerns of this life," but was reminded that "An unmarried man can spend his time doing the Lord's work and thinking how to please him " (1 Cor. 7.32).

I hurt somebody's feelings yesterday when I told her her life is boring. I saw her eye flinch in the corner. What I meant is that her life didn't include me and she had no problem with that. It would be nice to be worth it to someone.

The last time the U.S. Men's Basketball team won the gold was in 2000, I think it'll be different this time. At least Lebron thinks so, he's already promised that they'd win the gold.

I haven't been to Temecula in a while. It's not the gas prices or the fact that the A/C in my car isn't working. It's because they have a pit bull. That dog scares the hell out of me. He's very aggressive.

I'm excited about this project I'm working on with Joe. I even woke up last night to write down some dreams that I had that would fit in the story. It's neat that his imagination runs as free as mine. I pray we'll be able to connect the pieces.

Why does God bring you what you're looking for when you quit looking for it. I guess at that point you're only left to trust him. You've proven to yourself that you can't do it alone.

I'd like to know the exhiliration of surfing a pipeline - I'm just unwilling to try it in shallow water, full of choral and sharks as an unexperienced swimmer and a novicial wave rider.

Outdoor activities don't excite me, it's not the event that brings value, the people you spend the time with do. I'm willing to try most anything, if I'm going with people that I want to spend time with.

On the Family Guy, the father made a comment about it being great that that man was spending time with his son and giving him the attention he needs. His son asked him to play catch to which he responded, "Why are you so needy? Leave me alone, will ya?" I do that all the time. LOL.

Everytime I think about complaining about having to go to work, I consider the alternative. Everytime I think about how much work I have to do at work, I remember my dad saying that the wouldn't call it work if that wasn't what you were supposed to be doing. His wisdom annoys me sometimes.

That's it for now. I talk more to this blog than I do to people. I miss the ripostes derived from conversation. I'm going to invite more people over for dinner. It's time that I start cooking again.

Keith has always encouraged me to try at what I'm good at. I'm getting upset that I can't think of a solid reason to substantiate why I haven't.

I'm currently envious and proud of 4 of my brothers. I value the power of education, and the pleasure that comes from learning something new. They all have a vision for their life, and they're living to attain it. Isn't that what we all should be doing?

Thanks Sandman for your encouragement the other day. It is time to move on and if I don't like something, I can change it. Thank you for caring.