Why I post song lyrics

One skill I am really lacking is the ability to express myself. I would love to be able to write a good song, or some poetry. It would even be useful to be able to write a persuasive argument.

The last two songs I posted belong to Jennifer Knapp and Green Day. Two types of music from people with totally different viewpoints on life. Both songs have relative lyrics to my life right now. I must be pretty conflicted....

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk a lonely road
the only one that I have ever known
don't know where it goes
but its home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
on the blvd of broken dreams
where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

my shadow's the only one that walks beside me
my shallow heart's the only thing thats beating
sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
til then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
on the borderline of the edge
and where I walk alone
read between the lines of what's
fucked up and everything's alright
check my vital signs to know I'm still alive

Green Day

Return to Me

Return To Me.

prostrate kneeling on the floor
skin and bone against a board
nervouc brow and sweaty fingers
dimpled chin against a fist
if this is faith, this is it
off the lips and hope to linger


whatever i ask for You say You'll give
on all of this my hope is pinned
i offer it all though i can't see
and all of this, all of this return to me

Jennifer Knapp

"need to scream" You whisper
hope to shout, there's no words
i pray the Spirit gets it right
with all this intercession
i pray that my confession
don't blind Your will to mine

whatever i ask for You say You'll give
on all of this my hope is pinned
i offer it all though i can't see
and all of this, all of this return to me

scream to count the hours that i have wasted by talking to myself
but a thousand years to You is but a day
that's why i...

whatever i ask for You say You'll give
on all of this my hope is pinned
i offer it all though i can't see
and all of this, all of this return to me

Me, postmodern?

My friend and pastor Brent had been talking about post modern christianity for the last 3 years. It just realized tonight that I am exactly the type of person he was talking about years ago. Brent is a really smart guy.

Just in case anyone is wondering, I am quite definatly in the post modern camp. I mentioned this to him and he just laughted and said that when he met me, I was quite the modernist.

Critical Thinking

The subject of this blog centers around this essay. I just noticed now that the title of the web page when you pull up this link is "Christian Terrorism: The War on Science."
There are a huge number of poorly written articles/essays written on both sides of the Creation/Evolution discussion. The essay is rather lengthy, and I am not going to respond to in a point by point manner partly because there are so many errors. Have you ever read something that was so completly wrong, you had no idea where to start correcting it?

I really love the very end, where there are seven points listing the characteristics of critical thinking. Read these first, and then go read the body of the essay. The really sad and yet really funny thing is that this guy violates nearly every critical thinking principle he lists at the end! This is a classic example of what happens when you fail to critically examine your own position. All I ask is that people in general apply the same measure of judgement on themselves that they apply on others. Is that so hard to ask? Sven, I know you'll love this essay.

An eulogy for the iBook

My beloved iBook has died.
Her last act was the writing of the Wardriving blog. It was a fitting end.

She first came into my life on an Ebay page. The minimum bid was for %900, so I decided to bid $900 just to see what it would eventually sell for. It sold alright, $900 to me. I didn't intend on buying it, but my integrity would not let me back out of the auction.

She was remarkable in beauty and inner balance. She had a 12 inch LCD screen, and weighed in somewhere between 4-5 pounds. She was adorned with a stunning white case, and an apple that glowed when she was turned on. Her outward beauty was eclipsed only by her inner beauty. I installed OS 10.2 the first moment I got her in the mail. The rugged utilty of a pure UNIX operating system dressed up in a stunning and easy to use user interface.

I immediatly started writing all my programming projects on her. I spent a few over-nighters doing nothing but typing away on her keyboard. I'll digress and note that her keyboard was the perfect shape for my hands. I was able to type faster and with less error than with any other keyboard I have since used. The only times I have successfully pulled off an overnighter was when I was typing up some computer program on her pearly white keys. I was also fond of checking my email with her while sitting in the front row of class, in plain view of the professor. Did he really think I was taking notes? I have seen professors go ape over someone reading a newspaper in class, but I have done so much worse...

I also must mention security. She never let past a single worm, virus, or spyware program.

Her last days were less exciting. I lent her off to my roommate so that he also could user her for school. Sadly, he is only a superficial user and unable to let her spread her wings as she should. I felt her pain(or was it my pain?) and took her back. Shortly later, we went on what would be her last adventure. She was able to see the promised land, but sadly she will never fully enter it. snif.

She signed an organ doner card, so I performed surgery. Her beefy 512MB PC 133 memory stick is going to Clint, who is leaving with his iBook to South Africa. It is fitting that a piece of her will give joy to another.

With what shall I replace her? What would be her equal? Should I wait for the G5 PowerBook?

So, why do I want to move?

I am just a poor soul who needs some adventure in life. A move to another state would be a great adventure. All those snowy mountains to explore. I LOVE to snowboard, and Colorado has some of the best snow in the country. In the spring and summer, all those twisty mountain roads make for fun times on a motorcycle. I wonder how long this will satisfy my desire for adventure?

Colorado - land of the... beautiful?

I am done with San Diego. I moved here from New York when I was five, and I have lived here ever since. I have decided to move to the beautiful state of Colorado. Towards that end, I took a little 3 day jaunt to Colorado to spy out the land, and to go to a job fair. Thank God this was not my first trip to Colorado, because I caught the state at is most ugly. It looked like San Diego in the summer, only no ocean and 40 F. For those of us who live here in San Diego, that combination = sucky. More on Colorado later.

Everyone asks me why I want to move away. San Diego has some of the best weather in the country, has a beach, has local mountains, has a local desert, has a great downtown area, has good theater venues, yadda yadda.... All this is true. It is also true that houses start at 450,000 dollars, and a condo will run you more than 300,000. Now, I make about $27 an hour, which is VERY good for my age(24). There is no way I can afford 300,000 dollars for a condo. It just is not going to happen. This fact fills me with some righteous indignation. It is just not possible for young people to break into home ownership right now without signing their soul to the mortgage.