Back Again...

so I'm back... took a small hiatus from blogging being that I couldn't figure out how to log back into this thing for probably um, 3 years or so... anyway - more to come soon. for now i need sleep.

Losing My Ears...

So this morning I'm thinking about things that I am passionate about, and a lot comes to my mind; my focus turns to one of my passions that falls toward the top of my list: firefighting.

It's mid afternoon in Starkville, MS. I don't quite remember what I was doing - maybe sitting in class, maybe eating at the Kappa Sig house, maybe sleeping through class... who knows. My pager goes off for a structure fire at a local trailer park. Within seconds I'm practically in sprint to my truck which immediately becomes my own personal fire engine (how lucky was I...) I plug in the emergency light that sits on my dashboard, hit the gas, and get on the radio to find out who is in response to the fire, what trucks were rolling, and to see if this could possibly be a false alarm. The next thing I know I'm jumping off the back of my truck with full gear on and headed toward the "real" fire truck to put on my air pack. Within moments I'm fully suited up and standing on the steps of a mobile home that has flames shooting out the windows. I look at my partner, devise somewhat of a plan, and we fall to our knees. We enter the trailer with what we call a left-hand search pattern as we make our way to the back of the trailer where the fire is roaring. About 15 feet into the trailer I realize that my ears feel like they are on fire... now, I know they aren't with the protective gear that I have on, but they are so hot I truly think that my skin may be burning with each movement closer. I yell to my partner to see if he is ok and he is so we proceed further into the trailer. Visibility is about ZERO as we are engulfed with smoke throughout the entire trailer as well as no light. The smoke finally begins to thin out and when we can't see any more flames we regress to the door we came in from. I immediately throw off my gear and feel my ears as I was for sure that I would have some degree of burn... but I didn't. Minutes later, once the smoke had cleared out completely, I return to the room where we entered the trailer and find that the TV had melted down so far that it didn't even resemble a television anymore - it looked like a bomb had gone off inside this person's home. I go back outside and find who had entered the house with me, give him a high-five, and say... "man, it was so hot I thought I was losing my ears... when can we do it again?"

Pursue your passions...

Hump Day...

On this Wednesday morning I just want to throw out a few lyrics from Pete Yorn - here ya go:

So many lies
Are taking hold
It’s not your fault
There’s many scars

I am on your side
It’s taken me a long time
I am on your side
I’m on your side

Talk to me Pete...

Can You Imagine...

So it's Sunday night. I'm sittin here wishing the weekend wasn't almost over - I just want to be lazy for about one or two or twenty more days - oh well. One whole year until St. Patrick's Day again... sad.

So this morning, just have to say that I went for coffee at Frothy Monkey and who do I sit two tables from... Keith Urban and Nicole Kidman - it was kinda interesting - I don't get star struck, but it was just fun.

So today, on a more serious note, I get into my truck after church, and I'm about to go meet up with a few guys for lunch. Before I pull out I call one of them to make sure I know where they are and when I call I don't get my friend on the line - somehow I have picked up the signal from another call. I wasn't sure what was going on at first, but I was quickly saddened by what I was hearing.

I had picked up a call of some woman speaking to a man. She was talking about how she wished she had some drugs or alcohol to help her make it through the day today - she was saying that if she had a gun she wasn't sure but she might use it - life seemed to be so hard for her - she didn't really have much hope left. She was saying how her kids hated her and that she was the scum of the earth. In a nonconvincing tone the man on the line said she was wrong. She proceeded to talk about how the night before she had taken extra valium because it was the only way that she could get any sleep...

I'll stop there. Just think about that. Do you ever stop and realize how blessed we are? All I wanted to do was reach out and somehow find this stranger on the other end of the line. Whoever it was seemed to be stuck in the deepest rut filled with a combination of depression, hurt, fear, and other things that are just unecessary. But how could I? I was really caught so off guard even if they could have heard me what would I have said? Point is, sometimes I think I have this hard life... I don't. If I would only stop and think about how normal I am, and how amazingly awesome that is, maybe things wouldn't worry me so much.

So... I better get ready for McDougals and Grey's - maybe that will be my next blog cause they're amazing.

The Stage... 

Can You Say Confusing?

So I took it down... the first two months of this year, wow... can you say confusing? Maybe two of the most confusing months of my entire life but they're gone now. That's good...

Eccl. 8:7, Matthew 6:34 - just remember these...