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20050228
A Refreshingly Crisp Citrus Taste
The world moves for love. It kneels before it in awe.I missed Laci tonight. She wasn't there, I think she's sick.
I have a keen pac-man patch. it's from 1981 and I took it off a visor I found at my grandparents house. very swift.
You should have seen Heather's socks tonight... and if you did, consider yourself blessed.
Mikayla gave me one of the greatest hugs I think I ever remember getting. ever. It was good and heart-felt. Thank you. It's exactly what I needed.
Brianne, you must send me that picture. YOU MUST!
I can't wait to play live somewhere... somewhere with lots of people... somewhere with lots of sand. HEY! How about the beach? that would be sweet.
inothernews:
Natanya's hair looked nice tonight.
mmm... videos. mmm... whipped cream.
I'm sore.
Oh to be back in highschool.
Kelli OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!
20050225
left-eyed and loving it
If I told you everything I like about you, by the time I finished... it would be a long time from now.Shea. Soccer. You. Me. Now.
Heather has got to be one of the most enlightening and thought-provoking people I've ever met. Get to know her. Do it.
Tiffany got a new desk today. um! Rich!
Joelface and Jessika and Lydia and I were playing with mic effects on my computer. Dude, it's so much fun... I don't think I'll get any work done from here on out.
Pray for Emily... but now not for salvation, but for strength. She's in the army now, so the battle starts. Stay strong, keep your head up, but only to look to Jesus and get strength from Him. Dude, this is exciting!!!
My dad. He's encouraging one minute and then the next minute he lets a joke slip and it cuts deep. Maybe I'm looking too deep into it, or maybe it's actually true and it's something I need to come to terms with, but he meant it as a joke. I love him... He is what I want to become as a man, so I thank God that He gave me this example in my life. He likes what I do. THAT IS SO IMPORTANT.
inothernews:
Barrett is gone............. it's just not the same.
Brian is still here............... still.
Dave is back..............
I redid my office again... just little things.
Mike Soto is freakin awesome.
20050224
my left hand made me do it
mental note: mention Napoleon Dynamite, Maroon 5, and Melody if you want comments on your blog.Let's try these three:
Sarah Dozier
Robin Hood
Honda Element
ready? go.
hold me keep me break me love me
The following is an article taken from The Western Courier, a newsletter for Western Illinois University.No more Napoleon
By Zach Wingerter
Published: Friday, February 18, 2005
It has to be stopped. If it requires me to build a cake for everyone in the world just to have the catch phrases stopped, so help me Pedro, I'll do it.
This isn't like other movie quoting. People who haven't even seen "Napoleon Dynamite" are reciting it. That's the only funny part about hearing the peers reel out line after line from the movie - you can tell who's seen the movie and who hasn't. There's a certain divine flair to the throaty, sigh-y, saddened "idiots" who can only be captured by those who have actually seen Jon Heder's character on-screen.
It's an epidemic.
...
One of the absolutely most annoying things about this "Napoleon Dynamite" virus is that sometimes the quote comes sputtering out without the quoter's conscious effort to do so.
Situation: Person A is talking to Person B after class about the test they just took.
Person A: "That test was super-hard. Gosh." Then, without thinking, they immediately repeat the word like Naploeon would say it: "GOSH!"
Person B: "GOSH!"
Person A: "GOSH! IDIOTS!!"
Person B: "IDIOTS!"
Person A: "GOSH!"
Person B: "Haha."
Person A: "IDIOTS!"
Person B: "Ha..."
Person A: "GOSH! IDIOTS! GOSH GOSH IDIOTS IDIOTS!"
Person B: Is thirty feet down the sidewalk.
Seriously, what is the deal with this movie?
Somehow it has attained cult status faster than a speeding bullet (but still slower than Superman). There are currently (I am not making this number up) 37 billion Facebook groups for the movie, ranging from "Napoleon Dynamite Club" to other, more creative names, such as "Napoleon Dynamite Fan Club." And while Facebook might not be the absolute best representative of Western students, it is noteworthy to point out that there are currently three and a half times more people in the "I Can't Stop Quoting Napoleon Dynamite, Gosh!" group than the "Drinking" group.
Please please please, stop quoting that movie. It's overplayed and played out, much like [Maroon 5]. Let it go. Hearing it quoted so often makes me angry! "GOSH." Stop "freakin'" quoting it, "IDIOTS!"
inothernews:
I'm going home.
tell the next person you see that Levi says hi.
I feel like a bumbling idiot. I probably looked like one too. Oh well, the whole messy situation humbles me and shows me what I'm really like... unfortunately, I'm not all that fond of what I'm really like. But I'm working on it. God help me.
I wish I knew Melody.
20050222
awww...... Shea.
</abortion>stop the killing.
I bought a guitar. Natanya was there when I got it. It's a dark red woodgrain satin finish without pickguard squier telecaster. It was cheap and it had a two year warranty. So it's almost Levi-proof. Almost. It's really nice, but she needs a name. She also needs a case. I've got a gig bag right now, but I want to get a hard shell case and decorate it somehow.
Youth weekend is going to explode people's faces and it will rend the heavens and piss the devil off. woo hoo.
Dave is home. I picked him up from the airport last night. good times.
I need a new cell phone... but I think I'm going to hold out until I can change services. Nextel looks good, but Heather brought up a valid concern, however I really can't support someone like the Verizon guy... he's just too annoying.
please bring me stickers... I'll give you candy.
32 minutes of Ukraine video so far. My mom sent me a link to a film festival in San Antonio scheduled for the fall and so I'm making my target time 55 minutes now. The grand prize is $10,000... that would be interesting. It would certainly help missions trips. :)
I don't want to sound selfish, but I miss leading worship... in any setting. But let me tell you, it is really nice to be able to stand in the back and just worship... no pressure, no obligation, no stress. I love to lead, but it's refreshing to follow... so thank you Jesse. Thank you God.
I'm looking for a cheap trailer. or free. let me know.
inothernews:
I still haven't had a freezie pop yet. I've hardly been home. But I've been getting a lot done. :)
I heard that a little kid was murdered yesterday... His dad didn't care, and his mom actually arranged for him to die. Some guy lied to his mother and killed her son. He didn't even have a chance. In fact, he didn't even have a name. He wasn't the only one. It's been happening for over 30 years now. Everyday. Right next door.
20050220
F9
So I'm back on the east coast where the weather is exciting. The weather in California is boring. It rained a couple days we were there and it was maybe an inch, and people freaked out, I kid you not, the tag line for the news was "Weathering The Storm... how to prepare for this week's rain storm." Rain storm... they don't even know. But we don't have earthquakes or landslides, so I guess they have that over us. They drive in the rain like we drive in the snow. Like morons.It was about as far away from a vacation as possible. I built a walkway from brick and stone and my back is dead. It was good to get dirty and sweaty, I love that kind of work.
It's a Sunday afternoon around 4, Scott isn't here, everything is set up, I had lunch, and I have enough time to sit at the computer... something has got to be wrong.
Mary is so pretty.
Dani and Laci just walked into my office looking for "Levi candy hearts", i like them... they are spunky.
I got to dance with Brianne last night. She made my day. I'm glad I was there... OH! AND SHE'S COMING TONIGHT!!!! HOORAY!!!!!!!!
And Tiffany is here!
And I'm back from talking with Tiffany about tonight!
ok.
inothernews:
I tagged Heather back today... it was funny.
YOUTH WEEKEND!!!!
there isn't much news.
some more of my stuff was stolen out of the fellowship hall this week while I was gone... errrrrrrrrG.
Laci wants me to describe a color, but my brain isn't half as developed as hers is, so as I struggle to even understand what her request means, I think I may have burst a blood vessel in my face. oops.
that color would be muave.
blisters.
20050214
chasing the sunset
I'm gone until Sat night.Wednesday Night is my favorite night, I think I'll miss that more than anything. And no, not because of LOST. It's basically the only time during the week that I just get to sit and hang out. Thursday afternoons aren't bad either.
I'm going to help my grandparents out in California work on their house. I'm going with beef and my mom. Bye.
USAir flight 4483, Sat, 5:40pm
she's pearling... surprised you didn't know that.
So Jim Nowell is busy hugging everyone in Heaven right now. And I'm sitting here deeply impacted by his life and his legacy. I'm importing the 30 minutes interview that I had the pleasure of doing with him last year. I believe it was his last interview and it's life-changing. He is a warrior. It makes me realize how much I need to thank people on a regular basis for having such a huge impact on me. This may be my last day alive.This may also be the last day this stupid keyboard is ever seen again. Dumb spacebar key.
There... that's better. New keyboard.
I'm trying not to be vague, but then I go around embarassing people. oh well. haha! IT'S MY BLOG!!!!
Blog.
CrossFire was weird yesterday... just an odd vibe. So many underlying themes and sub-plots. Tonight was like the climax of a teen drama mini-series. Jesse did a great job at being flexible. Mary, Katie, Natanya, Crystal... thank you all for sharing the same passion.
I got a valentine from a "secret admirer". ooooooh. Secrets.... I wonder who it could be?! Oh man, I better find out quick! Time is running out!!!!! AGH!!!! PANIC!!!!!!!!!!
Pray for the Penicks.
Pray for the Boys.
inothernews:
As Roommate Jon said, "I'm really mad at my wife, she hasn't found me yet."
Wash me with fire
Burn up my heart
Engulf me and drown me
Break me apart
Rain down Your fire
Flow through my soul
Clean me and burn me
Touch my lips with the coal
taking risks... prayerfully. Lord, help me to choose the right adventure. Be my compass.
I'll see you all later... I'm off to go west.
20050210
But the beat goes on, da da dum da dum da da
Meetings galore! Planning out my task of being Family Ministries Creative Commander. I think I'm going to try and get a name plate that says that. We'll see. I might have to make it official though. But a name plate period would be swift.I'm on tape 18 of Ukraine footage. Each tape is an hour, so I have 26 tapes total. I can't wait to start editing.
I still have cookies and chips and milk and Chex Mix. Come by and see me.
Heather is delightful... She jokes around a lot, but I haven't quite figured it out. But there is time.
I'm sorry guys, I am working on it. I'm just a little.......... slow.
I'm leaving on Tuesday to go to California until Saturday. I'm going with Beef and my mom. Two of the most beautiful women in the world. I just happen to be related to them as well. BONUS!
Delirious? is coming to Trinity Assembly of God in Lutherville, Maryland on Friday, March 4th. The show starts at 7:30pm and so I think I'm going to be leaving here around 2:pm and if people want to ride with me, sweet. We'll talk about tickets, because if we get a group of 10 or more, the tickets are 18 bucks... I think. We'll see.
BEFORE PEOPLE JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS: This following poem is old. It has no relevance whatsoever to current events, I am posting this simply because of it's sentimental value and because it's an original work. I would like thoughts on it, but I will repeat that it does not mean this is what I'm feeling or thinking at the time. THIS IS YEARS OLD.
He
Tucked up in the thought of she
Is who henceforth we call he
Never liked to be apart
Always thought of them as we
Gave her every pretty flower
And all he could fit in an hour
Even more he gave his heart
Still something in her ended sour
Captive in her hands he lay
With a new song everyday
Hanging on each single breath
With a sting she went away
The pain he felt he knew could kill
His heart was broken, heart and will
And yet he lives but not toward death
He promises to love her still
So he lives with face turned down
All traces of his smile frown
His mind is tight, like hand in glove
He finds it hard to stand and drown
Love fights with hate to be best friends
For he knows that's not how his story ends
For there is hope in this hopeless love
He needs just wait 'till her heart bends
He doesn't doubt what he knows is true
His heart had wings and once it flew
His whole world was once her grace
There is still once thing he must do
He has still a bleeding heart that cries
Things to say before he dies
Thoughts to think when he sees her face
Dreams reside within her eyes
in other news:
Amy Crane: levi, whatever happens in life don't be a snow flake
would it be vague if I said "hey you, you're awesome"?
Sometimes I just feel like I'm so spoiled. This mountain's high... too high for us. ...But it's a good thing.
you are not your own. 1Cor6.19
Let Go.
Never Settle.
Take More Risks.
Plan Ahead.
Eat More Chocolate.
urbanwarmonkey.com
honesty? honestly? ok.
20050209
Jesse sneezed with his eyes open.
Uber swift. My new yellow shoes are swift. They have solid green stripes and no laces.I am an urban war monkey. With a bazooka.
I GOT THE JOB!!! I AM FREE!!!!!! My official title is now "Family Ministries Media and Arts Specialist"... but only because they didn't want to call me the Creative Commander. But I prefer the Commander title. Thank you for praying, as of 2:30 wednesday afternoon, I have been set free of the bondage that was the kpc website.
I went home today... watched LOST. Sarah came, Heather was there. It was a good night. I like Wednesday nights.
Heather encouraged me to make my own healthy freezie pops with real fruit and fruit juice. I might try that soon. I might not though because I might forget and I might not have time at home, because I might not make time, because I might be a workaholic. Ok, I AM a workaholic. But I really am trying not to be. I just love what I do, and the fact that I do it for the sake of the gospel motivates me even more to spend time doing it well... but back to the freezie pops. mmmm.... freezie pops. I had my first one in a week today... it was a very moving experience. I almost cried.
I got a couple new jackets today as well... I finally found a brown jacket that fits. Hooray!
I'm still importing Ukraine footage. I'm on tape 10 of 26. It's really actually hard to watch because it's not just a memory of what I did, it's exactly what I saw, almost like it's through my eyes... it's hard. But it's good. really good. I can't wait to start editing this. I can't wait to start editing a bunch of stuff.
Now people are saying I'm a jerk. Apparently I rubbed some people the wrong way during monopoly. I told you I made a horrible banker.
inothernews:
I need a new phone. In order to use my current phone I have to use a headset, and no one can understand me when I talk in it. So it's frustrating. Please bear with me.
apples rock.
Thank you God for taking me out of that relationship... it's been a long time and as much as it hurt then, I am grateful that you tore her from me. And I'm not talking about Emily. Not at all.
remind me to bring a green one to you soon Amy... no guarantee it will still be frozen though.
"We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry, it is your corrupt we claim!"
It's my job to make videos. HOW COOL IS THAT?!
20050208
scribble, scratch, burn
I make a horrible banker.Final Cut HD came in the mail today. As well as the cable I needed for Sunday, but hey, better late than never. So now I'm importing Ukraine footage. One tape at a time. There is 26 hours of it. And it's going to be so much fun editing it. Come by and watch sometime if you want.
I cleaned my office, it's nice a neat again, sure to be destroyed by the next hectic weekend I have. Probably Youth Weekend... that's the trend.
I don't even know anymore.
I had lunch with Natanya today. Chinese. It was good, and so was the food. We talked about future, and missions, and life calling... it was fulfilling. She has a deep and rich spirit, and a loving heart. But she won't eat anything but Chicken.
I bought a 300gig harddrive today... and I already put about 160gigs on it within two hours of purchase. haha.
LOST tomorrow night. Do it.
I haven't had a freezie pop in almost a week. I'm shaking. cold sweat. I'm seeing things... oh, no, wait, that's just the paint job in my office. I'm good now.
Speaking of offices, "they" are talking about either moving me or chopping down my space. So we'll see.
Tomorrow is the judgement day. Wednesday, at around 2:00 I have a meeting with Nate to give him the website. If all is good, then I move on to Family Ministries, which I really really really really really really really really really want to do. Really.
One hour at a time.
inothernews:
I made the mistake of eating a chocolate chip cookie without milk... what was I thinking?!
I need gas. I know Noah.... we all know. :)
My couch is clear and begging for occupants. Come and eat my crackers.
hooray for Laci!!! She's so cool.
There is no "i" in TEAM. But there is no "you" either. And there is no "we". In fact, the word team consists of four letters. T, E, M, and A. Not necessarily in that order.
20050207
a title couldn't sum this up
I gave in. I'm drinking caffeine. "I'll have a coke."The superbowl party is over. It was a headache. I would tell you all the little stories and all the bloody details, but I really don't want to complain anymore. It was hard, let's just say that.
boycott FedEx.
Brianne was there tonight. :)
I'm still at the church right now, taking a small break online. I'm trying to fix all the cabling mess up in the balcony. I have to get it done tonight though. Don't ask.
I'm pretty tired at this point.
I'm really sorry I was less than social this weekend. I feel bad about it, but I was in battle mode. I was half focussed and half brain-dead. I really wanted to walk up to certain people and just ask about their day, ask how they were feeling, what they had for lunch, offer them an oreo or two, but it's sad when the excuse for not doing so is, "I didn't have time." But it is true, and I hope they understand. I'm working on it... please be patient with me.
Tiffany is amazing. I want one.
inothernews:
It feels a lot later than 1am.
A football team cried tonight. So did the losers.
God DOES bless America.
Dude, the G5 runs. IT RUNS!!!!! IT'S ALIVE!!!!!!!
Wait for me as I wait for you.
Mary, I have something for you... you have to remind me though. I keep forgetting. I'm remembering right now though.
I think I want a salad.
Oh man, I totally forgot I left something up on the roof.
20050204
What's so super about this particular bowl?
8:00am I get to the church today and before I could even completely get out of my car, Pastor Nate is asking me to put something up on the website. Then, as I'm opening the back door, cables in hand, Bonnie tells me that the sattelite I spent all night last night setting up, isn't going to work.9:00am I'm up on the roof moving things around, trying to figure out where things go, and then when I get back to the hatch to climb back inside, it's locked. I'm locked outside up on the roof. I didn't have my cell phone on me, and I wasn't about to lean over the edge and yell at some DaySchool people asking them to get a ladder. So I jumped.
11:30am Yesterday, the G5 came. I have to admit, I thought I would be more excited, but it was one of those days. So finally at around 11:30 I am able to actually sit down at it and start to do some real work.
12:00noon I find out the the sattelite dish thing might work, so I go back up on the roof and start to re-assemble it. I should have known better.
2:00pm I leave to hit up the bank, then pick up KelliO and Margaret from Shores and proceed to explain how the video we were going to shoot will not be able to happen because different things arose, and blah blah, so we go to CiCi's and see Kammy, and spit things and have some fun, it was good, I needed that. We talked a little about who intimidates us.
6:00pm Everything after this becomes a blur, but I do remember calling every single Apple retail store on the east coast, all the CompUSA stores in Virginia, and parts of Maryland, all this time looking for a single cable to hook up to my G5. But I'm not even sure it will work because I don't have my software yet. That should come tomorrow. If it doesn't come tomorrow, then I don't know what I'm going to do for the SuperBowl. PRAY. other than that, I spent a good bit of my day up on the roof. I was born to be a monkey. An urban monkey.
That was my day, how was yours?
Honesty indeed. Thank you Heather. (notice how I avoid being vague by mentioning your name) I appreciate you.
I have been living on a strict diet (I mean "food plan") of ginger ale and chex mix. It's amazing. I need an orange methinks.
inothernews:
I twisted my ankle, or sprained it or something, anyway, it hurts. I think it was from jumping off the roof and then walking on the steepness of it later.
How great a love, how can it be,
That You should pay my penalty.
How great a grace, how can it be,
That You should die just for me.
Tear down these walls of pride,
Come and heal my broken heart,
Give me a burning deep inside,
Sanctify and set apart.
How great a faith, how can it be.
That the blind can finally see.
How great a God, how can it be,
That the slaves to sin can now go free.
let go, take more risks, never settle, but plan ahead. I want that to be my personal motto... maybe not a tattoo or anything, but it wouldn't be bad advice to follow.
I feel like there is something else to be said, but my mind pretty much shut down at around 6:30 or so. It's adrenaline that's keeping me awake, and this sitting down thing just isn't working for me. So.... bye.
20050203
Red Haired Princess
This is a poem I wrote and gave to Mikayla about this time last year. I was reading through all of my old stuff and it reminded me how much I can still relate.Once again I'm drawn to verse
Like a swan who takes to water
About a bright and lovely maid
And the prince who once had sought her
This princess that I speak about
Had auburn wavy hair
Her cheeks were rose and soft as silk
And her skin was smooth and fair
The prince had often looked at her
With longing in his eyes
But deep within the deepest parts
She knew he told her lies
As much as she had tried to love
This prince loved to destroy
Her love had one and only one:
Her father's servant boy
She had loved him from the start
From when they were in school
They played for hours as little ones
Around the castle pool
The prince found out her change of heart
The day he came ashore
He found the boy and shipped him off
To fight this prince's war
The princess knew she could not love
This prince she was to wed
She'd run away and find the boy
Or swore she'd end up dead
This plan had somehow gotten out
And reached a kingly ear
The King was startled at the news
His daughter knew no fear
She was ready to escape
And leave the life she led
To risk the best and richest life
For a love that wasn't dead
Often times we settle for
What might be second best
There's so much more that's offered us
If we sustain the test
Smoke in my lungs
this is a vague comment meant to raise suspisions:I just don't know what to think about it. Maybe I'm reading too much into it, maybe I'm not reading enough. Time.
Now go ahead, draw conclusions, make assumptions, do whatever you want. that's why it's there. OR... you could talk to me. HEY, there's a concept. :)
The new CrossFire website is up and running. Still at whoisbobmorgan.com, but we are looking into changing that address. I think we might hold a contest to see who can come up with the best new website address for the CrossFire website. So be thinking about it this weekend and then submit your idea during the first quarter of the superbowl.
Speaking of the SuperBowl, the party totally going to rock people's minds.
Still no computer and no software... so much for "the next day".
I finally finished a song I wrote words for back in May of 2004. I might record it and post it here sometime soon. We'll see.
inothernews:
I was doing a horrible job today of being civil. I hate being a guy sometimes. I can't really do too many things right and it frustrates me... I mean, I can do a lot of things well, but not things that count. Not things that matter. I'm not fishing for compliments, I'm just identifying weak points in my character and trying to let those whom I have hurt know that I am working on those flaws. I am seeking God to burn them from me. Pray for me. I want to make a great husband someday.
I want to make a great father someday.
I want to make a great uncle someday.
I want to make a great chicken cassarole someday.
Have you ever wondered how many people drive home from work everyday and don't even notice the sunset? That's heart-breaking.
20050201
The Man in the Moon
Beyond the second layer of darknessHiding behind the shroud of trees
The glistening orb of white reflection
All our movement, bright it sees
Slowly moving, barely creeping
As the clouds elude it's light
It's nothing more than light and shadow
And yet it makes up for the night
So many things that try to hide it
Buildings, rain and lack of time
Pulled by earth and lit by fire
A thing so used and so sublime
Purely different every evening
Sometimes barely there at all
Rarely casting it's own shadow
But causing tides to rise and fall
It watched me watch you by it's light
We stared right back in awe
I held you tight and whispered nothings
All of this in silence saw
If you have a chance to see it
Know that I can see it too
And everytime I see reflection
The thought that I reflect is you
turn this down a bit
OK. I'm back. maybe not as often, but I'm back for now.After much deliberation and a lot of code, I have integrated my blog directly into my website. Now we can all get along. And the best thing is that I did it myself and i didn't have to pay livejournal to do it for me.
I'm getting ready for the superbowl party on Sunday. So much work has to be done in order for that thing to happen. It's crazy. I love it.
Bianca has a new hat. I got a Yakima Roof Basket for her last night and she loves it. Now I can haul even more stuff and more people. The Junior Deputies can finally hit the road. That is, if we ever get a show going.
I'm still waiting on my G5 and my software. I did however hear today that Apple finally sent my software to me and it'll be here around the 5th. HA! The SuperBowl is on the 6th! Ahhh!!!! :) I've got the joy joy joy joy down in my heart, where?
inothernews:
this is all new, but anonymous post will still be deleted... please leave your name
I went to Atlantic Shores' Youth Group last wed. night, and I'm going again this week. It was good. They have a great building. I'll probably present a more in-depth review and spy report later on this.
enjoy the new blog.
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