Reach out and touch faith

Random picture time, because I cannot come up with anything to write. So, enjoy my substitution for incoherent thoughts.
This is how Jesus talks to us...

Lazy pantalones

Wow. I am tired. I received about 1 hour of sleep Friday night and roughly 6 hours Saturday night. Today, however, I got a decent 4 hour nap. It was nice. I don't think I'll have any problems sleeping tonight. The reason for no sleep is found in the previous post. If you're lazy and don't want to scroll down (lazy pants), then I'll go ahead and tell you. It was what I call a pre-wedding gala event. I don't like calling it a bachelor party because it's usually associated with alcohol and/or dancing, nude females. (Neither were present, thank you very much).

The plans were to have a slip-and-slide to conclude the festivities. I'm sorry to say that did not take place. That made me a sad panda. So, no pictures. Sorry. But, I did get to witness semi-adult men shoot paintballs at each other,.... willingly. I will post a picture of this later (in other words, I will edit this post later by adding a picture).

So, what else is going on? Well,..........?

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Slip and bleed

I have a sad life ladies and gents.

The time at the bottom of this post is the actual time I submitted this writing. Yes... it's early.. or late, depending on how you look at it. But, I'm in Noble, OK, in the midst of a "bachelor party." Just got through with the playing of the Halo 2. It was just me and another who has never played before. Let's just say I won every match. But that by no means should give you the impression that I'm good at the game. Just compared to a newbie, I'm awesome.

Earlier tonight,... or last night, we went to Zio's in Bricktown and had a blasty blast. To and from Zio's we had a wide range of conversational topics. Ranging from cashews on your hog to farts that smell like urine. Gross... I know, but it happened.

But tomorrow,... or today... should contain some enjoyment, for a slip-and-slide is in my future. Pictures to follow such event. We have to be sure and check for rocks before we lay the famous yellow tarp on the ground. Or it will be a case of Slip-and-bleed from your anus.

But, it's my cousin's last hoorah. And I'm happy for him.

Until next time, (which means, after I sleep), vaya con Dios.

First Person Kazoo or Why God hates forwards

My intro into summer depression starts at roughly 10:03 p.m. tonight. Why? The season 2 finale of Lost is tonight, so I have nothing to look forward to until season 3 picks up.

But the finale tonight should be amazing. So much build up and anticipation. I can't wait.... but, obviously, I'll have to. I can't speed up time. And if I could speed up time, how would I be able to do that? Would I have a special watch with dials and knobs? Or will it be via computer?

You know, I once stared at the sun for over an hour... it burned my eyes out. I guess I was just curious. That's why my friends call me whiskers.

Anywho... I will be playing the drums tonight for the youth of Ada First Baptist. I love playing the drums and/or drumming related activities. Last Sunday night, I played the drums in the regular music service, which was fun. And, of course, I messed up the first song. But who doesn't mess up at one time or another? I still enjoy it, and one little mess up won't stop me from loving to play. I believe this is a "gift" God has given me. And I love to use that gift. I'm not saying I'm a pro or an expert by any means of the imagination. I'm just saying that it is something I enjoy. I think I have a good ear for this kind of thing. I have vision up the kazoo, so let's go with it.

Summer school starts soon. This is foreign to me... summer school. At ECU, summer classes begin on a Friday. Now, how does that make sense? And all my classes are on a Monday-Thursday, except for my online class.

I have a Rant... and here it is. I HATE those stupid forwards basically saying that if I don't forward this email on to EVERYBODY I KNOW, then that means I don't love God. Sure, God is dependent upon my address list on my Yahoo Mail.

Me: Yes, God? Did you have something to tell me?
God: Well, I'm concerned quite frankly.
Me: I wasn't aware of the sin you are referring to.
God: Remember 2 months ago when you got the forward entitled "Love God? Prove it!"?
Kent: Yeah?
God: You didn't forward it to everybody on your list! I thought you loved Me!
Me: Oh God...

I can just picture it... or not.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Sugar Daddy

from Dane Cook....

It seems like when you don't have love, everybody you know is in love. When you don't have love, it's like a party going that everybody was invited to, except you... and you just happen to be walking by that house... in the rain. But, when you are in a relationship, you feel like you are at that party, wanting to get your jacket and leave.

I thought that was a good analogy.

Anyway, it's good being back in Oklahoma. You don't hear that a whole lot, do you? But it's home. First thing I did when I got back to Ada? Got on my computer, thank you very much. I also uploaded all of the photos I took from the New Orleans trip. What's some of my favorites from the trip? Well, here's a few:
Midway through the work, this is the pile of sticks from inside the gutted house. It almost reached the second floor.

Cafe' du Monde (spelling?). There was this treat that I got had a lot of powdered sugar. It was like a funnel cake but it came in three fairly large pieces. Anyway, I wanted to get rid of the excess sugar, and this is how I completed that task.

Action figure Jesus came with us. He was a big help. However, He kept showing off by walking on water.... what a show-off....

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Back from Nawlins

Well, I have made it back safely to the great state of Oklahoma. The trip was awesome plus a half. The group from SWOSU (Southwestern Oklahoma State University) was terrific. We all got along well. New memories and friendships were made that will last a lifetime... as well as being future Facebook friends.

In my mind, I was expecting a little of everything. I was expecting to see neighborhoods and houses beat up. But I didn't expect to see so much devastation still near a year later. I expected to see people there, but not this many. There was quite a lot of people in the city. But many of those were people doing clean-up.

We got to see the lower 9th Ward, which was one of the worst hit areas. Virtually EVERYTHING was destroyed. Houses moved from its foundation... Cars thrown INTO some of those houses... Boats scattered around the neighborhood. I did not expect to see what I saw there.

We "gutted" out houses in two different areas. The house I was at is pictured below:

This is a view from the back side of the house.

We spent 3 days gutting the whole house and the owner of the house showed up right about the time we were finishing. To hear her story made the whole trip worth it. Her husband and mother died just a couple of months after the hurricane hit. To say the least, she was emotionally drained. She had to stay in a hotel for 6 MONTHS with her kids with a toilet that barely worked. The people of New Orleans were so thankful of the work being done by volunteers. I mean, I could go on and on about her story, but I'll spare your patience.

We ate at some sweet places and saw the usual sites. But, the best thing was spending time with awesome people and serving God and the people of New Orleans.

And, if the people of New Orleans had one thing to say to everybody else, it would be that the work is far from being done. Do something.... The need hope. Most of the media has forgotten about the Gulf Coast. Most media shows how New Orleans is back up to her old self again. That is FAR from the truth. Bourbon Street is alive and kicking, but it's been almost a year since the hurricane,... and there are places that still look like this:

There is a lot of work yet to be done...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

The 1-Year Anniversary Blog

Well, it's been one year since the birth of something extraordinary.... something spectacular.... something only important to me apparently. That's right.... it's the one year anniversary of THE GINGUS CHRONICLES! A lot has occured in my life since last May 15. Let's do a semi-short list of such events:

• Went to Kentucky on a mission trip.
• Had a job, quit a job.
• Had many experiences as a sub.
• Upset many-a-people with a few words.
• Many encounters with Jesus and Friends.
• Relationships, relationships, relationships (or Why I don't have a girlfriend)
• Started grad school.
• Said goodbye to a good friend. But I'll see him in heaven one of these days....
• Messenger porn.
• Caption contests.
• Gave up soda.
• Funerals.
• Lot's of strange and sometimes inappropriate pictures.
• Revisited up-chucking.
• Had a dog pee on my jacket.
• Chronicled my bowling experiences.
• Predicted football.
• Lightning and my mom.
• LOST
• Went on a date..... and went emo.
• 23 ways in which women are like fish.
• Joined a church.
• Changed the look of The Gingus Chronicles.
• Explained what a 'Gingus' is.
• Explained proper bathroom etiquette.
• Two belly buttons.
• I get shocked way too easily by everything... even llamas.
• Discovered what UCM interns can do.
• Peak and leaves.
• Went to a few concerts (Mute Math, Third Day, Newsboys)
• No career?
• Jenga made me angry.
• I hate Texas.
• Enjoyed a new Bible Study and a new sport: Stickball.
• What I want in a woman.
• I payed too much for pie.
• Training of the Wise at Falls Creek.
• Oil in the future.... a sort of political rant.
• Learned all about being a communist ..... and other philosophies.
• Mothers new car.
• Romans and Christians times 2.
• Diet changes..... me=getting fat.
• 01:02:03 /04/05/06
• People can't park.
• Locking my #$%$#@ keys in my @#%$%#$ truck.
• Late night girl farts.
• Senior / Faculty basketball.
• Finals and noodles.
• New Orleans.

Yes, this is a very long post.... but I didn't do this for you... well, kinda, but I had to do SOMETHING to commemorate this special occassion. So, here's to another "great" year of blogging bliss.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Vaya con Bacon Bits

Graduation was today. Got to see lot's-O-people wear the ole cap and gown. But it was so boring... I was in a bit of general discomfort. Stupid ceremonies... good thing I had my iPod with me.

So, what's up with Tuna fish?

Random picture time....

Anybody want some bacon?

Anywho, it will be a good while until I post again, unless I post tomorrow before I leave for New Orleans. But that depends how far behind I'll be on packing... which I haven't started yet. And chances are that I'll have some things to buy at Wally World before I leave.

Blog note: I'll be writing an anniversary piece when I get back from the trip. You see, a year ago, on May 15, is the birth of The Gingus Chronicles. Here is my very first post. But, more on this when I get back.

Well, enjoy the bacon bits while I'm gone, and maybe have a little tuna with it, if ya wanna...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

So long, farewell.

Well, it's over.

Today is the last day of finals. And in a couple of days I will be heading to New Orleans on a mission trip. We will be going with another group from SWOSU in Weatherford. I'm looking forward to meeting all of them and spending time with my friends from ECU. The work, I believe, will be rewarding. I'm not exactly sure what our job will entail, but, whatever it is, I'll do it. From what I've heard, it's mostly clean-up duties.

I haven't prepared myself yet for what I may see when I get there. I've read stories and saw the news, but being there in person probably will not be anything like what the media has shown me. I don't want this to be a vacation of sorts for me. I want more than a different atmosphere. I want a sense that I have helped, even though what I do is very small.

Graduation is tomorrow. I'll be seeing more of my friends ending their education and going headlong into a different world. Hopefully, there will be free food somewhere...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Stitchball

I just got my tetnus shot... ouch... ouch....ouch.... Not really. I might need it since I'll be heading to New Orleans this Sunday for a mission trip. It would be nice to not die... which just happens to be my goal in life... kinda. But, I was told that my arm might be sore in a day or a month from now. Why a month? Doesn't make much sense.

So, I subbed again today. And, like yesterday, I showed them parts of the Best of Will Ferrell vol. 1 and 2. Hey,.... it's education at it's finest. And the last hour of the day, I got to witness a true "American" sport: Stickball. It originated as an Indian sport, but the white man stole that too. So, I got to enjoy watching it instead of an English class. I was surprised how rough the sport is. And you get to tackle people... even females. If I played, I would definitely wear two forms of protection: mouth and crotch.... I gotsta protect the family jewels.

So, now I'm about to go watch some people dance or something. I don't know... somebody invited me, so I'm going. Dancing isn't my thing... I'm a littel too Baptist.

Last thing,... you wanna watch something that will all but waste your time? Well, watch this...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Kleenex, I love you

Ode to Kleenex

They help you when you cry and when you are sick. They are there when you cry tears of joy and also when you spill something, cleening the mess you left behind. It's like a best friend.

So, I love you Kleenex for when you have been there for me. You catch my snot all day. Who else would do that? I will tell you who.... my other best friend... and his initials are T.P. Mr. TP catches my crap all day and he still is there for me. You are at your best when you are quilted and more than single plied. Yes, you stink sometimes, but that's okay.

Kleenex and TP. You never turn away. Kleenex and TP. You make me have a brighter day.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Finally, some Noodle Balls

Yes, it's finals season. And the best part of finals is the free food and drinks at the U.C.M. And when I saw the Ramen Noodles, I didn't hesitate. Here's me enjoying the satisfying taste of Shrimp flavored noodles:


Finals is also good for other things.... Like Hall Soccer or Hall Frisbee. Or how about a good rousing game of Aqua Balls.... yes... keep laughing.....

But the best thing about finals is that it's the end of the semester. No more studying,... just sleeping....

I'm almost done, two finals to take. One tomorrow night and the other one I have to take online before Friday. I'm almost good to go. But... Until then.....

...Vaya con Dios.

Slim to none, and Slim just left town

I'm almost forgetting what the sun looks like... I've read books... and I've seen pictures about it, but the memory is fading.

It rained most of yesterday, and it is cloudy today. Tonight, there is a 60% chance of rain. However, their is only a 0.000000000003% chance that I'll have a conversation with a female who favors me.... so you're telling me there's a chance?! Yeah!

And speaking of relationships... I'm afraid of myself. What I mean is I'm afraid that if and when (A BIG 'if' and 'when') I do meet a girl that wants to date me, then I'll be more likely to date her for the sake of dating. You know how when a person is starving, and when somebody offers them food that doesn't look good? The starving person will take it because at least it's something. If I see a girl that wants to date me and I know deep in my heart that it is something that I shouldn't be doing, I'm afraid that I wouldn't be able to decline. I know that gets a lot of people in trouble. And I would like to say that I wouldn't settle for "anything". But, I'm not in that situation right now. I don't know. I just need to listen... to my heart and to my God. I'm an idiot.... stupid..... "I" don't know any better....

I hate it when a girl leads people on. Do they do it for attention or is it because it is simply the way they are? Surely they are aware of what they are doing... right? Their flirtiness not only hurts me but it hurts my friends as well. I really respected this person too.... now I'm not so sure. I even liked her,... however, when she showed much attention to others, I felt like I was almost nothing. I am not better than anybody, but she made me feel like somebody... sometimes. She probably has no idea about all of this... and that's more than okay. I want to be done with it. Moving on...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Not a good title

It's nice to show 17/18-year-olds how to play basketball.

Today, I played with the Faculty in the annual Faculty vs Seniors basketball game at Vanoss. We had a really slow start. The score was 9-2 in favor of the Seniors. I started in the second quarter. The "old" people started the game just to wear out the Senior starters, but I don't think that is what happened. Anyway, we started to kick some tail. We were still behind at halftime, though. Something like 16-9. Shut it... It's a low score, I know. Well, the third quarter we fell even further behind... like 9 points at one time. Then our comeback started. We ended up taking a 3 point lead into the 4th quarter. We held on to the lead, trading baskets, and won the game by 1 point. Woohoo! I played alright at best. I'm just glad I didn't fall over dead two minutes into playing.

And speaking of sweating, I've been doing something active for the last week or so. I'm really going to try to start doing away with a sedimentary lifestyle. I've been jogging as well as push-ups, sit-ups, and most importantly, sit-downs. But I already feel better. Oh, and check out my timer at the bottom of this blog. It's been more than 2 months since I've last had a soda. Gotta give it up to myself, ladies and gents.

I'm currently reading the last chapter (thank God) in my Modern Philosophies of Education book. It's about Postmodernism. Funny how there is no Premodernism.... no, wait... it's not funny afterall...

Hey, women, do you want to know what men are thinking? Cause I'll tell you. Nothing. We're just sitting around looking at things. And why are women always attracted to doctors? Apparently , women are attracted to knowledge of the body, whereas men just want the body.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Mythological Sportiness

I have returned... once again!

I subbed today, so, when payday rolls around I'll be swimming in the Benjamin's. Yeah, right. Teachers don't get paid enough, so how are subs suppose to?

But I found out that I'll be aiding the men's faculty basketball team in the annual Faculty vs Seniors basketball game. Ah yes... I'll be playing on the same court as I did just a short time ago.... this time will old fogies. But I'm not fogy enough... I'm in my mid twenties.... so shut it. So, hopefully I won't embarrass myself too bad. School will be let out for the event, so I'll be participating in front of the whole school.... again. Plus, I'll be subbing earlier in the day, so more Benjamin's for me. Woohoo!

haha... I'm watching Conan O'Brien. He's funny...

Anywho.... the last 4 episodes of Lost is coming up tomorrow night. Can't wait... Can you tell I'm a fan? Get this... I have on my computer a list of 30-something websites that I periodically check for Lost stuff. And yes,... I'm one of those message board geeks. It's so easy to get caught up the the mystery, characters, and mythology. In fact, the writers for the show are releasing a multimedia game (mainly online) about the show. It is available to play starting tomorrow. Should keep me busy during the summer. Also, you can watch episodes of Lost for free. Just go to this site, and follow the directions. Then you too can become a nerd, just like me!

How bad is the Carson Daly show? He is even worse than that "you are the weakest link" woman.

I heard somewhere that sliced bread made it's first appearance in the early 1900s. "It's the best thing since sliced bread" is a common saying... so what did people used to say before sliced bread was invented? "Hey! This is the best thing since SPAM!" or "This is the best thing since the cotton gin." The list could go on and on...

Until next time, vaya con Dios.

Female Flatulates

I'm getting too old for this...

Spending late nights with friends are great, don't get me wrong, but they are wearing me out sometimes. Last night, I spent literally half of a day at a friends house not doing homework, which I desperately needed to do. But it was a good time, nonetheless. I got to know some people a lot better and got to meet a few people as well. So, here's a recap of yesterday:

• Got to beat up a sitting apparatus.
• Burping contest with a girl.
• Heard stories of a floater, a "child left behind" so to speak.
• Made people-tacos.
• Read about dang communism.
• Tried to hit a friend in man-land with a football.
• Poured beverages for dozens of people.
• Chili's.
• Pulled the cover off of a skank-nasty pool.
• Discussed girl-farts.

There you have it. The summation of my yesterday. I would add stuff that happened today but... nothing happened.

Random picture:

Until next time, vaya con Dios.