tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60290272011-08-12T05:13:13.312-07:00I'm so bored of little gods, while I'm standing on the edge of something large, while I'm standing here so close to You . . . Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.comBlogger1701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-32333152997838511232009-08-06T10:32:00.000-07:002009-08-06T10:36:17.444-07:00

1. The fog rolls in around Cannon Beach. I don't know where it stops. Conspiracy? Perhaps.2. Coastal Oregonians have never heard of perogies. No grocery store has them. Conspiracy? I think yes.3. You are not allowed to pump your own gas in Oregon. It is against the law. Conspiracy? The answer should be clear to you.4. Tillamook cheese is delicious, yet strangely inaccessible outside

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-29245324730822402662009-04-14T13:01:00.001-07:002009-04-14T13:01:58.169-07:00

Sometimes, when I listen to "August and Everything After," I think that people should have just stopped making rock music after that album. It's so good.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-47854393008578766972008-11-18T11:14:00.000-08:002008-11-18T11:22:38.587-08:00

I was on the Island with Resonate this weekend. It was a fun trip, and some crazy stuff happened (like getting lost in Comox). Here's the craziest one though. On Saturday night we all went to see the new Bond movie in Courtenay. We got there at 6:50 for the 6:50 show, and it was sold out. So we bought our tickets for the 9:10 show. We then went to pass some time at the local mall, which was

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-76367169123169601062008-11-13T15:20:00.000-08:002008-11-13T15:24:58.937-08:00

They just tend to build up on you.I'm in the process of finishing a lot of little details before I go off to the Island this weekend for a Resonate trip. I'm looking forward to it. November has this crazy way of overwhelming you with little things, and then sneaking up on you with the big things. At least my Novembers are like that. I always wonder what my ministry would look like if I had

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-49417413256393625072008-11-04T19:44:00.000-08:002008-11-04T20:07:06.448-08:00

I heard this worship song at church on Sunday, and the chorus began like this:"Here I am, worshipping you. With all I am, worshiping you."And I thought to myself, "This is one of the most bizarre experiences I've ever had. I was literally singing to God about how I was worshiping him! It just seemed so bizarre to me that we would remind God about the fact that we were there worshipping Him. Maybe

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-57182353364970790492008-10-28T12:58:00.000-07:002008-10-28T13:06:50.375-07:00

What is it about two question marks that make a question seem more incredulous? It's a weird, grammatically poor quirk of the english language. I blame MSN. Anyways, the title refers to the fact that there's an "edit html" way of blogging, and a "compose" way. I never knew that until now, and I've had this blog for almost 5 years! Unbelievable! Now, I can much more easily do this.I was away

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-75240488565175651612008-10-21T15:03:00.000-07:002008-10-21T15:15:18.875-07:00

That song has just been getting me the last couple of days.Just thought I'd throw that out there.Last night I was driving home from watching an atrocious football game (from my Denver supporting perspective), and I asked myself this question: What does North American Christianity look like? I've been reading this textbook I had in College, "The Story of Christianity," by Justo Gonzalez, and I've

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-21400247452180604922008-10-16T13:13:00.000-07:002008-10-16T13:19:33.811-07:00

You know it's been a long time when the best title you can muster is a bad play off of the title of a movie you've never seen. But I have to start with something right? The week and a half or so that this blog has gone silent can be attributed to a number of factors. In fact, since I like top 5 lists so much, here's one now:Top 5 Factors contributing to the lack of blogging over the last week

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-39998574383229528362008-10-03T20:24:00.000-07:002008-10-03T20:48:11.505-07:00

Here's one of my pet peeves in writing. There's a famous Mark Twain quote, in which he says (after hearing that it was widely rumored that he had died), "The reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated." Great quote. Very witty. Here's the thing though: That quote only works in the first person! I see people use this all the time in articles. For example: "The reports of Larry

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-11204064095418919152008-10-02T20:50:00.000-07:002008-10-02T20:54:35.077-07:00

I couldn't sleep last night. But fortunately I had already planned to take the morning off. So that worked out alright.I had some time to think and pray this morning, which was nice.One of my goals, which I've had for quite a while, is depth. I want the things that I do and say to flow out of the depth of my relationship with God. I think that's what I feel like I've been missing lately. I

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-45096904030042639112008-10-01T13:13:00.000-07:002008-10-01T13:18:54.993-07:00

I think I've been slowly getting out of touch.Out of touch with God.Out of touch with my own brain.Out of touch with my need for God and others.I sat in on the Chapel service this morning. It was great. I've been so happy to see how dynamic our chapel services have been these days. There's a hunger and urgency that I haven't seen in years. I've been praying for that, so it's good to see it

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-13861093621267439192008-09-30T22:07:00.000-07:002008-09-30T22:18:17.824-07:00

Yes it is . . .I was thinking (just now) about how much time I used to have. I was brushing my teeth at 10:00, after having had a lovely date evening with my wife, thinking, "What am I going to write for my blog tonight? This once a day thing is really starting to get difficult." And then it dawned on me, I don't have as much time as I used to. In the heydays of this blog, I would sit at the

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-18857456223894114342008-09-29T22:26:00.000-07:002008-09-29T22:28:03.621-07:00

You try making a word with those letters. Do I talk about Scrabble a lot lately? Really? Is that what my life has come to?Very well.I've begun a new musical project. It involves transcribing a rather well known song into a singular piano part. I will then attempt to sing over said piano part. See if you can guess the song!Missions Emphasis starts tomorrow. That's always a good week.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-24427077291945211972008-09-27T22:46:00.000-07:002008-09-27T22:59:49.529-07:00

One of Tara and my favourite things these days is play Scrabble on Facebook. I have a word in the works right now that could get me 56 points, but I think she's going to foil me. (Update, she foiled me only slightly. I still got 43 points. To which she said, "Gross. I don't like this game.") It's nice to relax and play a game, and have the computer doing all the scoring for you.Every time I

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-30950243945844630862008-09-26T21:49:00.000-07:002008-09-26T21:57:03.067-07:00

Did you ever notice how nobody ever says, "We're currently experiencing technical success." It's always the difficulties that get announced. Now before you go off thinking, "Wow, what a deep thought. Thanks Dan, you've changed my life," let me remind you that announcing technical success would be kind of like having an "everything's okay" alarm. Really, it would be totally redundant. But

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-66680901798477822302008-09-25T22:46:00.000-07:002008-09-25T22:58:40.591-07:00

That's why I skipped Wednesday's post too. Is there a pattern developing here? You decide.So, as much as it pains me to promote an anti-Stopfive blog, I quite enjoyed my brother's recent post on Stop Six Records. If anyone can point out an institution's ironies and foibles, it's Mark. And now he gets to be the happy one. For the record, Donkers' brothers, this whole "one Donkers can be happy

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-71240109528841430482008-09-23T15:27:00.000-07:002008-09-23T15:33:38.592-07:00

I decided to just skip Monday's post. Actually, I didn't really "decide" to skip it, it just sort of happened. Mondays tend to be pretty busy for me these days, what with all the football to watch and hockey to play. I ended up not really going on the internet, never mind mustering up a post. Why do I compulsively need to explain a missed post? Narcissistic guilt, I would surmise.I didn't

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-45899844934759757552008-09-21T21:46:00.000-07:002008-09-21T21:53:16.372-07:00

It's funny how life gets busy almost immediately after school starts. Now of course, I work at a school, which may or may not be a factor. And my wife is going to school. This post is losing steam fast. But think about it. Everything seems to hit another gear in the fall. In some ways it's exciting. But it can be a bit overwhelming. Tara and I are busy pretty much every day next week.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-87023506675367188572008-09-20T23:21:00.000-07:002008-09-20T23:22:55.482-07:00

If I spent as much time reading about theology as I have reading about baseball and football on the internet, I'd be a professor by now.I drum a full set for the first time in 4 months tomorrow!

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-43035050657176363472008-09-19T14:25:00.001-07:002008-09-19T14:28:48.334-07:00

I was perusing the archives of The Legoland Convention today and I came upon a silly little poem I composed some years ago. I like it, so I'm reposting it here today:This is a day for wasting time. Sitting on the couch, curled up in a ball; it's a day for wasting time. Some days drift by like snow outside your window. They melt into memory before they hit the ground. Those are days for wasting

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-67687309533256629342008-09-17T22:34:00.001-07:002008-09-18T18:59:31.579-07:00

I'm on a date with my wife right now. No time to talk. She's fantastic! Just thought I'd let the world know.I love my wife.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-25754740882067333852008-09-17T22:34:00.000-07:002008-09-19T13:16:03.560-07:00

Time to punt. That's basically a football way of saying I've got nothing much to say tonight. I was at the PAOC District Conference today. Ken Russel was elected as the new District Superintendent. Congratulations are in order for him. Is it just me, or is there an actress called Keri Russel? I tried to make that joke while I was helping count the votes, but nobody got it. I thought it

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-32417626672853135352008-09-16T21:02:00.000-07:002008-09-17T08:19:32.759-07:00

To all reader's of this blog. This is Dan's brain. I would like to apologize for . . . well for a lot of things actually. I know he's been subjecting you to these "daily posts," which, while quite cute, aren't really the product of my labour. He pretty much sits down at his computer, looks at the screen, and starts typing. You see, I'm not the problem here. It's those hands! They just get

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-5075291846611886612008-09-15T23:59:00.000-07:002008-09-16T00:02:19.208-07:00

Ah, nothing like the beginning of hockey season. A new year of hope. A new time of promise. Another reminder of how old/out of shape I am. It's delightful.We had a good game tonight. We won; 6-5 was the score I think. It was definitely close. And losing one of our top players didn't help much either. But I'm looking forward to a great season of good hockey and good times.And if all goes

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-90276346259629264002008-09-13T13:40:00.000-07:002008-09-13T13:56:33.307-07:00

"Creativity is Discipline"Brian and I were talking on the phone yesterday, and I mentioned this project that I'm doing (writing every day). And that's what he said in response. He went on to say something like this: "If people only created when they were inspired, we'd essentially have nothing new in the world. It would be boring." I found that so interesting, since I've always been someone

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-58234509817549713232008-09-12T21:55:00.001-07:002008-09-12T22:10:39.866-07:00

Brian Donkers is a quotable guy. I'd like to think that all of us Donkers brothers are. But Brian, being the media darling, tends to have some good ones. Usually they're not quite appropriate for this blog, but he said something today that was really good. I'll discuss it momentarily. First, let me give you a list. Ever since I was in high school, my brothers and I have had a certain

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-88092619341974552552008-09-11T21:36:00.000-07:002008-09-11T21:37:31.662-07:00

Tara and I are both struggling to adapt to our new schedules.I feel . . .out of sorts.Sort of.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-49885412099244181412008-09-10T19:23:00.000-07:002008-09-10T19:36:21.941-07:00

It's September 9th, and Tara and I are sitting outside playing scrabble on Facebook. It's become our new nerdy hobby. We're just trying to enjoy this lovely sunshine while it lasts.I dislike losing, but sometimes I handle it better than others. Tara is absolutely slaughtering me right now (325-177), but I seem to be okay with it. Yet, anyone who's played video games with me knows that I don't

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-49034201938847510742008-09-09T20:00:00.000-07:002008-09-09T20:17:38.639-07:00

Only 14 posts in, and already I have a nice little blog rant to post. First let me acknowledge that I failed to write yesterday. While I'm disappointed I couldn't keep a year long streak alive, it won't deter me from continuing to post daily. And you might see a doubleheader in the near future.Dan's Rant: I was sitting in the admissions office today, and Praise 106.5 was on the radio. Now, I

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-75460869878866313182008-09-07T21:59:00.000-07:002008-09-07T22:07:43.678-07:00

Yeah, I went to my blog and it was all blank. Weird. I hate when the little thing at the bottom of the browser says "done," and all I can see is a big white space. I think to myself, "You're not done! How could you possibly even pretend you're done. Don't lie to me computer!" And yet my computer just sits there, brazenly telling me it's finished loading my blank page.Fantasy Football Update

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-84569005113123559262008-09-06T21:25:00.000-07:002008-09-06T21:35:32.383-07:00

As promised, I wanted to go in a more female friendly direction with today's post, while still maintaining my male audience. Therefore, today we will have a no holds barred discussion on why puppies are cuter than babies.You see, babies really think they've got this cuteness thing locked up. They walk around like they . . . Oh wait, babies can't walk! Strike one, babies. Puppies can not only

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-48863882930078617152008-09-05T22:12:00.000-07:002008-09-05T22:19:24.218-07:00

Today I had a meeting in Langley. The traffic on the freeway was really bad on the way home, so I took the backroads. I found a sign for a park called "Ponder Park." I intend to check it out.The final 5 rounds of my Fantasy Football draft for "The Pain Train":11. New York Giants Defense12. Anthony Gonzalez13. Donte Stallworth14. Chris Johnson15. Neil RackersThe defense and kicker are

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-78943371368899863172008-09-04T21:46:00.001-07:002008-09-04T21:56:00.680-07:00

But first, a little blogging. I thought I'd continue with an analysis of one of my fantasy football drafts today, since I'll take any kind of excuse to repeat topics that I can get. Did that make sense?Moving on . . .Before we start I will say that we had Resonate and Rejoice auditions today. I'm impressed with how much talent our students have. Even though not everyone can be on the

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-16156346701067389222008-09-03T16:05:00.000-07:002008-09-03T16:14:50.087-07:00

I was just thinking that part of my writing challenge seems to be the writing of titles. I think it will be an accomplishment in itself to write 365 different titles for the many (and often meaningless) posts I plan to write. Perhaps we'll have a week where I request headline suggestions and then write based on arbitrary titles. I feel like only Finneas would respond to my request. But I also

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-66830014881259022422008-09-02T22:03:00.001-07:002008-09-02T22:07:28.743-07:00

There's something about the boastful grandstanding of Donald Trump, and the exaggerated drama of the show that makes me love the Apprentice. Tara and I are going through season 4 right now. I've been thinking about doing a week by week analysis of the show and the people who get fired. I think it would be funny, just because it's so outdated. I enjoy writing about topical cultural issues

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-19908996734608467542008-09-01T16:21:00.000-07:002008-09-01T16:27:08.264-07:00

Let me begin by asking, where did the word reprieve come from? It's one of those words that's permanently prefixed. Nobody can take an initial "prieve" before reprieving. Any etymolygists among my now faithful readers are free to enlighten us as to the origin of that word.Also, another fun game may be to see how many words I verbed in that last paragraph.What a whirlwind of a day. I finally

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-42476623644025846592008-08-31T22:40:00.000-07:002008-08-31T22:46:53.270-07:00

There's this cheesy Joe Cocker song by that title. I can't find it on ITunes. Sometimes ITunes doesn't meet my needs. I don't really have an avenue to tell it this fact, unfortunately. Our relationship suffers from some pretty serious communication issues. I'm thinking about seeing a professional about it. ITunes, as usual, is being stubborn.On to more important (and more real)

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-83676916236546156462008-08-30T20:05:00.000-07:002008-08-30T20:20:32.854-07:00

Sometimes days seem to rush by. I look at the clock and realize it's 11:00, and I thought it was something like 9:30. Today is one of those bizarre opposite days. I feel like it's bedtime, but it's only 8:00. Those days are fun, because you can get a lot done. Tara and I went for a walk today, set up her printer for school, I cleaned the bathroom. You know, the exciting stuff that's oh so

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-42618656773709028032008-08-29T21:04:00.000-07:002008-08-29T21:10:27.256-07:00

The editing is finished. I only ended up having to take out about 3 posts or so. For the record the post that Dan refers to in his previous comment did not exist. I think it's a classic case of projecting. He and I will have a talk about that.As I was going through my old posts, I found a delightful story I wanted to share here, and it starts with this quote:"At 2:30 I tried to make pancakes.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-31063966343582886262008-08-28T23:05:00.000-07:002008-08-28T23:09:19.490-07:00

So today's post is about editing. Namely, how I'm planning to edit my blog to make me look like a really nice guy with no bad parts. That's not really the intention of course, but I think I'm going to do some cleaning up of my old posts. I don't plan to do much, but maybe take out some of the posts where I refer to a specific person, or church. I'll probably take out that one post from my

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-73095502146758766872008-08-27T21:26:00.000-07:002008-08-27T21:33:42.951-07:00

I didn't want to have to do this so early on in the experiment, but it just worked out that way. It's not because I'm desparate for topics. Because I'm not. So take your scoffing somewhere else.I spilled juice all over our stairs today. Luckily the carpet isn't all that pretty or nice, but still, we had quite the cleaning job on our hands. It was a powerade -with the lid on - but it managed

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-32040824362314205912008-08-26T19:51:00.000-07:002008-08-26T19:58:00.508-07:00

I noticed that about 3 of the 5 or 6 posts on this page mention robots or machines. I don't have a problem. Really, I don't. Anyways, I thought I'd change gears for this "thing-a-day" post and start with a quote. Now that I think about it, this is only my second daily post. So it's hard to change gears. No matter."Fantasy sports are like pokemon cards for adults."One of the youth from my

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-62316245868069445102008-08-25T19:19:00.000-07:002008-08-25T19:34:41.467-07:00

And so begins my daily writing experiment. I think one of the best things anyone can do is write in a blog that they don't expect anyone to read. That's what this blog has been for me for a few years. Then, as I found out people were reading it, it was an added bonus to the simple pleasure of writing itself. Thus, I'm not expecting anyone to read these daily posts, but if you are, thank you. Feel

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There's nothing like being up at 11:15 and staring at a blank screen, just sort of hoping inspiration will come. It's kind of the way I got through school. So I guess it's worked surprisingly well in the past. I feel that this blog, and of course the ever brilliant http://stopfiverecords.blogspot.com/ has managed to outlive the coolness of blogging. It was difficult, and this blog in particular

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-15422394379339082992007-09-18T15:41:00.000-07:002007-09-18T15:50:32.236-07:00

Here's a quote from Scandal of the Evangelical Mind which I just stole from the Registrar and started reading. It's from Os Guinness:Evangelicals have been deeply sinful in being anti-intellectual ever since the1820s and 1830s. For a long time we didn't pay the cultural price for thatbecause we had the numbers, the social zeal, and the spiritual passion for thegospel. But today we are beginning

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-77444767001216090442007-07-08T23:54:00.000-07:002007-07-09T00:03:43.597-07:00

This blog went to sleep, and woke up 4 months in to the future. A world with this new thing called "facebook". I keep getting these things like, "A zombie has bitten you on facebook," or "would you like to superpoke me?" These are the things that have replaced people talking to each other. The machines stole our souls while we were watching Al Gore appear holographically in Japan to save the

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-66186802846965698902007-04-03T10:17:00.000-07:002007-04-03T10:19:43.266-07:00

I joined facebook. I now have a book for a face. And my blog is linked there so now my "friends" can see my blog. This could be a great boon for my blog. Or a great bust for my facebook. We shall see. I'm not such a big fan of connecting to people through technology. Mostly because it makes me feel like a robot, and most of my friends don't like robots. But I shall give it a shot. And

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-70068809806771409282007-02-27T11:35:00.000-08:002007-02-27T11:37:29.281-08:00

I took out the previous post until I can finish my response. I was working on it, but I only get about 2 minutes at a time, so this blog kind of grinded to a halt. I think I'll keep working on that in draft form, then post both of them at the same time. Man, that would have been a smart thing to do in the first place.Big news.I am engaged!I asked her to marry me at the Space Needle in Seattle.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1165874448284113272006-12-11T13:56:00.000-08:002006-12-11T14:00:48.300-08:00

I am in some fantasy sports leagues, and I enjoy keeping up with the commentary and opinions. I just thought this one was hilarious."Heck, I had Mussolini in my Fantasy Fascists League, and even he couldn't make the trains run on time like Tomlinson." - Christopher HarrisI want to be in a fantasy fascists league.My starting lineup:1. Hitler - obviously the #1 pick.2. Mussolini - great lineup

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1165530233179801392006-12-07T14:06:00.000-08:002006-12-07T14:23:53.200-08:00

It's incredible to look back and see how much you've changed. I think I finally understand the purpose of this blog. I just finished reading my archived posts (or most of them anyways). I guess in the end a site like this really just is an internet diary. That's like a diary that you leave on the kitchen table. Or on your desk at school because you secretly really want other people to see it

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1164756157868248832006-11-28T15:15:00.000-08:002006-11-28T15:22:38.013-08:00

This blog has become boring.Become, you ask?Okay, perhaps it always was to a certain extent, but not posting tends to make any blog rather boring. I had this idea to just start posting these really contrary things to what my life is really like just for fun. Kind of a character blog of sorts. I mights still do that. Perhaps I could parlay that into some kind of book. I've been getting random

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1161793011935033532006-10-25T09:11:00.000-07:002006-10-25T09:16:51.956-07:00

I don't want to alarm anyone, but I may have blown up my car. The water pump fell apart. I hope it's okay. I don't really love that car, but it is a car.I walked to work today, since I am sans vehicle. It was actually quite nice. Walking and I have enjoyed a renaissance of sorts, particularly since my girlfriend loves walking as much as I do. I might just walk to work for fun once in a

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1160511828298526322006-10-10T13:18:00.000-07:002006-10-10T13:23:48.320-07:00

I find my mind is so often this jumbled mess of ideas, but I can never sit down long enough to organize and express them. That's a frustrating place to be at. I got a lot of time to think this weekend while I was at Missionsfest in Seattle. Mostly because nobody talked to me while I was at my booth. But they did take information, so that was good. I got to read a bit too. I read "God in the

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1158768957985145762006-09-20T09:15:00.000-07:002006-09-20T09:15:58.040-07:00

23 years, 10 months, 6 days, and 9 hours later . . . I have a girlfriend!

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It seems like most of the changes that happen in my life are quite timely. This is a good thing because I hate change. Seriously, I hate it alot. But I keep forcing myself to accept change, because I know it's good for me. And like I said, these changes are always well timed. Which tells me that God is definitely involved in the changes. It's a hard concept to explain, but it's very real to

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1154714954552331262006-08-04T10:56:00.000-07:002006-08-04T11:16:36.263-07:00

After quite a long summer break, I do believe this blog will once again become active. I've finally had time to slow down and think a little bit. Hopefully that will reflect here. Not necessarily in this post though. But in the future. You know, in futurer posts.I'm really starting to question the value/purpose of this particular blog. Which is funny because I started it for no other

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1150396367212770082006-06-15T10:39:00.000-07:002006-06-15T11:32:47.243-07:00

I've decided to officially put this blog on hiatus for the summer. I'm just out and about so much, I never have time to sit down and write here. And I really never get a chance to think about things to write here. So for the months of June and July, I'll probably leave this site alone. I always have time for http://stopfiverecords.blogspot.com. But I like to put a little more thought into these

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1147278030278073002006-05-10T09:18:00.000-07:002006-05-10T09:20:30.296-07:00

I totally forgot about the controversial blog. It's not really all that controversial anymore. It's about one of the songs the students sang in College Choir this year. I'll still finish it though. I was kind of incapacitated for the last week of school. Kind of. So I didn't get to finish it on time for it to have the devastating effect I wanted it to have. If you got through that sentence

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1145900673767304272006-04-24T10:41:00.000-07:002006-04-24T10:44:33.790-07:00

Large/well thought out/ possilby controversial blog coming soon.For the record I have been doing better in the last week. I've really come to realize that what I do is not as important as where my heart is. I'm really working hard at breaking out of outwardly motivated faith. That mentality that what I do makes me valuable to God. I know there's a better way to live. I've decided to find out

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1144725209643223832006-04-10T20:05:00.000-07:002006-04-10T20:13:29.676-07:00

I feel like my life is in total disarray.A warning to the wise, this is not one of those thinking posts. This is a full on "inner turmoil, I'm crying from the pit of despair" kind of post. Just so we're all clear here.As I may have mentioned before, life is chaos right now. And it's not really something that can be easily explained. I just don't feel like there's any semblance of order to

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1141948922962336242006-03-09T15:58:00.000-08:002006-03-09T16:02:02.976-08:00

It's a beautiful thing to see your friends doing well in their chosen profession. Especially when that profession involves helping others.I was at the Timeout conference this weekend, and then at Conference on the Ministry on Tuesday and Wednesday. It was so great to see people who I studied with at Bible College involved in and succeeding at ministry. The paths they have chosen are difficult

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1141250511984162982006-03-01T13:59:00.000-08:002006-03-01T14:01:51.996-08:00

I submitted something to this internet writing site. I don't think I'll ever hear back from them. At least I tried. That was really the point.I desperately hope I'm not one of those delusional guys who thinks he's good at writing just because he's had a blog for a while. It's like those guys who come from really small towns and play music really badly, but because they're the only people in

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1140636152491978342006-02-22T10:27:00.000-08:002006-02-22T11:22:32.550-08:00

I find I'm always better at writing things than I am at saying them. Not that I'm terrible at speaking, but when I write I have time to think through my words. And I can see them in front of me. Spoken words tend to dissipate. Written ones don't leave so easily."Don't it always seem to go, but you don't know what it's got 'til it's gone."I said goodbye to a dear friend last night. She's

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1139961378559153302006-02-14T14:38:00.000-08:002006-02-16T11:11:18.343-08:00

Two posts in two days. This is like a blogging explosion.Also, I wanted to distract from my shameless accidental plea for cute single girls. And it was indeed accidental. I wrote it because I mostly thought it was funny. But it's not funny if you have to explain it.While we were in the van this weekend, there was some interesting discussion about worship. We were talking in particular about

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1139889618310529482006-02-13T19:55:00.000-08:002006-02-13T20:00:18.320-08:00

I have been tagged (as a member of the Stopfive crew) to make a long list of things that I have done, experienced, etc. You can check out the nature of the list at http://legolandconvention.blogspot.com However, I won't be making a list like that for several reasons.1. I don't like long tedious lists.2. That list reminds me of those silly "Find out about me" lists that the youth I work with

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1139344058632196122006-02-07T11:40:00.000-08:002006-02-07T12:27:38.700-08:00

I don't know why I try writing these at the office.Every time I sit down to write I forget pretty much everything I was just thinking about. But it's better than the library. At the library I type whole sentences before they even show up on the screen. It's frustrating. Although the library does have many interesting people. My office has no interesting people. Unless I start talking to

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1139245237450759332006-02-06T08:59:00.000-08:002006-02-06T09:00:37.463-08:00

There's a blog storm brewing again.Another big post.Soon.Can't think straight right now.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1138682155401424682006-01-30T20:28:00.000-08:002006-01-30T20:35:55.413-08:00

I think blogging is perhaps one of the best and worst things to ever happen to the world.Reasons why it's the best:1. People anywhere, anytime can express their thoughts/feelings.2. An easily managed medium for amateur writers and essayists, such as myself.3. It requires no storage space. And I can't lose what I write.4. Potential for a wide audience.5. I can do it anywhere.Reasons why it's

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1138507604231399202006-01-28T20:02:00.000-08:002006-01-28T20:06:44.243-08:00

I met Donald Miller today.I shook his hand and talked to him for a while.He's a super nice guy, and he seemed genuinely happy that I read his book 5 times. I asked him how he started writing. He told me he had been doing it since highschool, without any formal training. I told him that I do that too. I told him that I have a blog and that I want to write books. I told him how encouraging his

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1138334049016731712006-01-26T19:41:00.000-08:002006-01-26T19:54:09.053-08:00

I'm youngI'm aloneI'm in EdmontonOf course my reason for being here involves representing a Christian College at a Christian Conference, so no antics a la "Home Alone." Although those antics would require some kind of burglary attempt in my 4th floor hotel room. But I digress.I'm in a hotel about 7 blocks away from the conference center. The Shaw conference center is this huge multilevel

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1137457953005827422006-01-16T16:32:00.000-08:002006-01-16T16:32:33.020-08:00

Just for the record, if I knew how to make links in my sidebar, I would totally do it.But alas, this blog seems resigned to isolate itself like a sulky child.I like trying to give my blog a sulky tone.People like that.I hear that girls really like guys who are quiet and sulky.I do believe I've talked about crises of faith before on this internet journal replacement. I think I'm hitting a serious

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1137179058411429532006-01-13T11:02:00.000-08:002006-01-13T11:05:24.470-08:00

The long awaited day has finally arrived!The return of Stop Five Records.What a glorious day.http://stopfiverecords.blogspot.comIt's good to see you again, old friend.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1137105433246857012006-01-12T14:36:00.000-08:002006-01-12T14:37:13.256-08:00

Inside joke #12a.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1136323395444931782006-01-03T11:46:00.000-08:002006-01-03T13:40:15.266-08:00

Here's the thing about two part posts. I generally don't get around to doing the second part. Or if I do, I usually forget what I was talking about and give a realy half-hearted attempt at the second post. Hopefully that won't happen this time, although I can't make any promises. It's been a while and there's lots of other excitement to write about, ie: the wedding of Dan and Slynn. However,

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1134534654494260082005-12-13T20:05:00.000-08:002005-12-13T20:30:54.550-08:00

Sometimes when I read this blog I'm overwhelmed by the sheer futility of it. Not that I want it to have some kind of huge impact. It's just interesting to consider how many people just like me are doing the exact same thing. Right now even, there are probably at least 1 000 people posting a blog (and that's a very conservative estimate). This paragraph, of course, is only proof of my endemic

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1133981087718523042005-12-07T10:41:00.000-08:002005-12-07T10:44:47.716-08:00

I would just like to point out that this blog is now two years old. Man, it's older than some people's kids. That's crazy.The job is going well. I have a feeling I'm going to love it here.I'm thinking about starting some kind of school related blog. Maybe a travel diary or something. Not sure. Comments are welcome.I've done some editing on this site. I'm not sure how it's going to look in

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1133050732334705192005-11-26T16:12:00.000-08:002005-11-26T16:18:52.346-08:00

I start my new job next Thursday. Wheeee!Let me just say that I absolutely hate Christian mass emails. They are the worst. And, according to their standards, I am the worst Christian ever. I think I'm okay with that. Anyone who can't figure out why people would rather read a "nasty" magazine than a Christian one has no concept of human nature. And how boring Christian magazines tend to be.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1131661115423697822005-11-10T14:15:00.000-08:002005-11-10T14:18:35.433-08:00

I returned a pair of jeans and got a new pair today. I like the new pair alot better, except it has a button fly. I'm really not quite sure what to think about that. We shall see. It could be fine, or it could be the bane of my existence.Tonight I go to Vancouver, to attend something called "Theology on Tap." It's this thing where a bunch of people get together and drink while hearing a

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1129089400511210882005-10-18T20:05:00.000-07:002005-10-18T20:06:16.786-07:00

I just finished reading a book about Columbus today. Why? Because I am a nerd.Mind you, I'm not the kind of nerd that sits in dark room playing network style video games (Although I've done that before too). I'm the kind of nerd that reads random history books and watches Jeopardy and plays board games like Poleconomy and Canadian Trivia (Both deliciously Canadian in nature). I'm a

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1128322048619233112005-10-02T23:40:00.000-07:002005-10-02T23:47:28.623-07:00

The world is rainy and wet again. For some reason, I love the fall, even on the West Coast. Not as much colour and much more rain, but there's still something about it. I find myself enjoying the rain actually. It seems so consistent. If you can't depend on anything else around here, you can depend on the rain. Although working in it is the worst. I got so wet on Thursday. So very wet. I

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1127438940676329732005-09-22T18:28:00.000-07:002005-09-22T18:29:00.680-07:00

If I knew where all the cute girls hang out, I wouldn't spend so much time at the library.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1127108495936670782005-09-18T22:19:00.000-07:002005-09-18T22:41:35.943-07:00

Round up the cattle, it's bloggin' time again.Yeehaw!Sometimes I giggle to myself at how popular blogging is. There seem to be many tiers of blogs. Some are really serious and newsy. Some are really artsy. Some are super Asian. And then there's the ones like mine. Just a person putting words on to a screen. For no reason really. Kind of a public diary, which is a really twisted concept

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1125607898724410222005-09-01T13:35:00.000-07:002005-09-01T13:52:31.896-07:00

This week my new job search has begun in earnest. It's tiring looking for a job, and I haven't even applied anywhere yet. But I'm motivated, and that's a better start than I usually have.I got glasses yesterday. My parents payed for them, which was nice, since I don't have money to pay for that kind of thing. And I definitely don't have benefits. Perhaps the glasses will help with the job

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1125020815956703422005-08-25T18:45:00.000-07:002005-08-25T18:46:55.960-07:00

Angry Jon is now trying to pick a fight with other commenters.Very exciting.Not much to write right now, just waiting for the ferry to the Ridge. Today I am sad, in a discouraged kind of way. Change is just so much more difficult than not-change. It makes my life frustrating.That is all.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1124057295911299112005-08-14T15:07:00.000-07:002005-08-14T15:08:15.916-07:00

Dan is collecting thoughts.Will post soon.It will be good.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1120632658986268172005-07-05T23:36:00.000-07:002005-07-05T23:50:59.013-07:00

Well, I should be in bed, but laundry keeps me up. It's raining like crazy tonight, and I have to work outside in the morning. Alas.I figured while I'm up I might as well try to explain my "hiding behind the Holy Spirit" comment. Especially after the torrent of letters and the angry phone calls. And the bomb threat. Who knew that Christianity Today publishes my blog? Ah Christianity Today,

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1119939088370322722005-06-27T22:55:00.000-07:002005-06-27T23:11:28.376-07:00

I've been having an "I hate church" kind of week this week, which is funny because church on Sunday was really good. Some guy collapsed because he had diabetes and we sang and then had a barbecue. Bizarre.I think I've hit what most would call a "plateau." Christians call this "The desert" or something along those lines. It's a combination of too much work, not enough sleep, too much sin, not

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1117263102896502322005-05-27T23:42:00.000-07:002005-05-28T00:03:54.716-07:00

A realization hit me today like a pretty bird hitting a window. I haven't had a girl related post in a while. So this is it. And I will try to only use disturbing analogies. This should be fun. Listening to Modest Mouse can only help my disturbing analogy drive.The main reason for the lack of girl posts is, as expected, the lack of girls about who to post. My dating life is drier than . . .

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1115973269283340242005-05-13T01:11:00.000-07:002005-05-13T01:34:29.340-07:00

Just as I was turning off the computer, I realized that I felt like blogging. But, thanks to the wonders of technology, I was able to turn the computer back on. And now here I am. Incredible.I'm sick today. One of those cheap colds that comes every few months. I hate it because I feel weak, but I can still pretty much live life. It just makes life so much crappier. I had to mow the lawn

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1114453256352091492005-04-25T11:16:00.000-07:002005-04-25T11:20:56.353-07:00

Okay, so the conclusion to previous post. I think I was really freaked out that day, like worried that I could never change. I have those fears alot, and in that, I really underestimate God. That's one good thing about the church I'm attending; they don't underestimate God at all. Because ultimately, God has set us free from the power of deception, even self-deception. It rests on me to

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1113862381515341312005-04-18T14:47:00.000-07:002005-04-18T15:13:01.516-07:00

I sin a lot.It bothers me, because the thing that makes me think I sin a lot is always the same.I suppose I should say I commit the same sin a lot.That drives me crazy.I guess I'm addicted.I find that the church is always talking about the concept of God being with us in hard times. But it seems that those hard times are always external circumstances. I always wonder about the hard times that

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1113603439290037852005-04-15T15:10:00.000-07:002005-04-15T15:17:19.290-07:00

I want to start over.As a kid I never heard of the concept of a "do-over". To me that's just bad grammar. Much like putting a period after a quotation mark. But right now I just want a fresh start. Especially with God. It seems like we're that really sketchy married couple that never seems to actually be happy, but can never figure out why. I feel like a spiritual outsider somehow. Like I

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1112085551380903072005-03-29T00:29:00.000-08:002005-03-29T00:39:11.383-08:00

It's about time I update this thing. I'm a horrible website person. If this thing wasn't done for me, it wouldn't exist. If this blog was a puppy, it would have left home and become a stray a long time ago. Then who knows what posts you would read on this high quality internet web page.Anyways, on to real life.I had a good talk with my parents about all the things mentioned in my previous two

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1107563652135972562005-02-04T16:09:00.000-08:002005-02-04T16:36:55.533-08:00

So I've been doing a lot of thinking these past couple of weeks. Way too much thinking probably. I think too much. It's a mixed blessing I think. Or maybe a mixed curse? I don't know. Anyways, to be honest, this dilemma has been really tormenting me. I don't know why. It seems like such a small deal. But it's not really small at all. Because ultimately, my problem isn't theological here

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1106646583452103202005-01-25T01:04:00.000-08:002005-01-25T01:49:43.453-08:00

Today was an interesting day. I am stressed out. Here's why: Today I came home after running some errands. My mom had just finished listening to a preacher on a cd. She was really touched. It was this prophet named Todd Bentley. Some of the things that touched her were personal, but some of the things were also about me. Todd talked about God raising up "prophetic writers." She said when

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1105602814903859222005-01-12T23:36:00.000-08:002005-01-12T23:53:34.903-08:00

I didn't take that job. I think it's a good thing. I didn't have the money to move to Abbotsford anyways. I've come to realize something quite funny about myself. In my teen years, I looked at those people who needed to "find themselves" as quite ridiculous. You know, those people who backpack through Europe or sit at coffee shops and write in leatherbound books and such. I decided I

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1103836465018939722004-12-23T13:13:00.000-08:002004-12-23T13:14:25.016-08:00

I had an interview today at Subway in Abbotsford. That's great, except I needed them to call me about 2 weeks ago. Now I have a job here (not much of a job), but no place to live. Wheeeeeeeee.

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1102755152261830862004-12-11T00:50:00.000-08:002004-12-11T00:52:32.260-08:00

So the previously posted lyrics were just there mostly to take up space because I wanted to write things, but I didn't want to write anything significant until I posted my treatise on Christian masculinity. But that will be a little while, because I'm still doing research. On that note, I think I'm going to ask for a little mini recorder for Christmas. Then I can start saying "Note to self . .

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1101856396065019982004-11-30T15:10:00.000-08:002004-11-30T15:13:16.066-08:00

My journey to musical greatness began again in earnest today. I finally practised my drums at home alone. It's the first time I've done that since I got home. That's seven months wasted. But I intend to rectify that. I only practised for about 20 minutes. That was about all I could handle. I'm super rusty. And I worked entirely on strengthening my left hand. That's what I'll be working on

Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07309826248860633814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6029027.post-1101287554043275192004-11-24T01:39:00.000-08:002004-11-24T01:13:47.566-08:00

I had a great idea for my first book last night. I'm excited. Here's how it happened: Okay, so in order to tell this story I first have to admit that I rented "Raising Helen" yesterday. I rented a couple of movies. I watched "Jersey Girl" with my friend Moey. As I picked up "Raising Helen", I thought to myself, "My parents will like this I think. Maybe they'll watch it with me." I think deep

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