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A Sad Realization

My wife Karyn called me today and told me that she had sad news and funny news. I couldn’t imagine what type of news could be both sad and funny, so I assumed that there were two separate unrelated events of which she would shortly inform me.


I am at Youth Camp

I get to help with the media stuff a little between watching kids and swatting the occasional mosquito.


Outside Work Haiku

I have no A/C.
It is so hot outside.
At least there’s a breeze.

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one thing about my city…

I received a postcard in the mail that informed me that the city of Antioch passed some laws that it intends to enforce in the near future to improve the appearance of the community.
Some of the most common problems are:
1. visible waste bins
2. overgrown lawns
3. visible trailers
4. autos in disrepair
These topics were illustrated with photographs of the aforementioned ‘crimes’ existing in driveways and sideyards of single family homes.
I received a letter shortly after informing me that a City Inspector whose duty it is to report such evils has identified my home as a nuisance. I had been storing my recycle bin and waste bin on my extended driveway’s edge, which can be viewed from the sidewalk & street. No, trash was not strewn about, no piles of junk, just two 64 gallon bins neatly parked next to my driveway’s edge.
Don’t get me wrong, I understand why many people choose to live in planned communities and country clubs, paying for strict controls on what color you can paint your house trim and forbidding residents from parking on a driveway, (which after all is designed only to drive on, not to park on, that’s what a garage is for, technically). They keep it necessary for residents to pay an RV storage facility to keep their RV and boats out of public view, and so on. I intentionally avoided such yuppie ghettos for the peace of mind that home ownership should give. Although I smirk at the properties with hot pink paint jobs and peeling trim, I don’t complain, because they remind me that I could be stuck in a neighborhood where I would be hassled not only by a mortgage payment every month, but also mello roos taxes & a homeowner’s association, with it’s fees and fines for landscaping that only the recently retired and gardening enthusiasts could never fear.
I was informed I could be fined $1000 for not putting my bins behind my fence. After some thought and reflection, I moved the bins. (…coward, I know) I choose my battles, and I don’t have time to fight this battle, and it cost me nothing but time to roll them to the sideyard. I am now a slightly more informed voter. I guess the majority of deciders at whatever council meetings happen are in homeowner’s associations, themselves.
Avoid those who think more legislative control will be the best solution to our city’s problems, and support those who promote job opportunities for locals and businesses to want to do business in our good city.




If only it were so easy,
To be righteous in your sight,
To read the entire message,
To resist the urge to delete,
If only it were so easy,
To pass the test that Paul failed,
By sending the message on to everyone I ever knew- and some I really never did,
The story did intrigue me,
And it made a decent point,
I laughed at that one part,
And was surprised at the end after I scrolled past the three pages of spacers,
But honestly,
Is this is a test from God?
And I will be one of the seven percent who don’t delete it?,
The elect chosen people of God?
The sheep, the ones who please Him?
Who resist the violent flow of this dark world and courageously forward this message to their entire list of contacts?
I sadly recognize my need for more courage, and the general need for more discernment.
To fear God more than man,
To recognize when an email is addressed to me from a person,
And to know that my pride in my faith is better exercised in my community where I can meet the needs of others, because love costs something. Encouragement is of value, but more so when it is directed personally to a known individual, whom has some trust in the encourager.
Satan is the accuser.
I don’t want to join his team,
I have enough to do as it is,
I am busy preparing for the grand finaly,
Where he gets dropped into his eternal bucket of dismay, and God’s suffering children will be exalted to His prescence, where we will praise Him in a way only the angels knew how to before.
This earth had better get out of her guilt, on to conviction, repentance, and from forgiveness to righteousness. God is waiting, and I don’t know how long His patience will last.


I had to work this Saturday

I have to work one Saturday every 15 weeks. It is odd, because there is not much work around to be done on a weekend.


Noah with hands full

I am just testing this…

Hopefully the format looks ok.


Flock is nice

I just learned about Flock, a new

browser to me, which allows me

to post blog entries from it

without an additional login.


Blogged with Flock


I need to run

I need to run

Note to self:
Get up early.
Go to sleep early.
Eat well.
Wake up quickly.
Then Run.

Aim for 154bps.
Repeat every weekday.


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