Everybody has a few role models in their lives — the parent or teacher or coach who really left an impression on them. Dr. Felder, my high school band director, was one of mine.
Dr. Felder, or “Doc”, as we called him, had been at Lynbrook High for at least ten years when I entered the program my freshman […]
So I fell off my longboard and twisted my ankle maybe two months ago. And it got insanely crazy better the first night… but the rest of the healing process kind of stopped there.
That was two [?] months ago, and my ankle still hasn’t healed right. And I can’t run like I usually do. And my […]
Few things clash more than watching Sigur Ros perform on “Late Night With Conan O’Brien”. (Sigur Ros is an Icelandic rock band with dismembered falsetto Norwegian vocals, hauntingly ethereal guitars and steady keyboards). And when their piece ends, the whole studio is kind of quiet for one or two seconds. Dead quiet. Then people remember […]
Catalina was so different but exactly what I needed. Good conversations, lots of confirmations, prayer and rawness with soph brothers, real encounters with God, a lot of rest and relaxation, new relationships, all that good stuff. And mainly I am struck by how much community enriches and supports the body, where we find the “fullness […]
And soph year comes to a close.
Amazing. Amazing. I freakin can’t stop smiling. What an amazing way to end.
What to look forward to:
Chapter camp!
Ubuntu 6.06 Dapper Drake!
FAQQLY.com (now with MC Hammer! and Parry Shen! and Keiko Agena! And me!) And working with new interns Vicki and Hsiufan!
Reformatting my computer!
Solitude and time alone!
Using VIM!
Wearing my retainers after three […]
Do you ever worry about losing yourself in somebody else? That they would completely and fully engulf you in your every waking moment. That their words would become your words, their thoughts would become your own, their identity is transplanted into your own? Are you ever as missing as the empty pillow beside you; lonely […]
[HE, a young man stands in corner of room, back turned away from HIM, a fatherly figure. A chair in the middle of the room.]
HE: [paces room] It’s like I’m standing here at the precipice, some sort of mile high mountain [stands up on chair] and I’m looking down at the valley below and I scream […]
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