Cody

I really do have to apologize for my last post.  I’ve been meaning to write something for the last 3 days since it’s been up but just haven’t gotten around do adding any content to the site.  In fact I wasn’t planning on putting this article up tonight either…. Because at work we’re doing a lot of overtime now and I’ve been forced to arise at 5am that means 2 or less hours of sleep a night for me… which is wearing me down like no other.  Thanks to my decision to check out one last link (I have over 200 items saved under my favorites and as I was running through them for my business stuff tonight I saw one that intrigued me) I ended up listening to Tears Don’t Fall by Bullet for My Valentine which is just an awesome song that gets me going enough to forget the exhaustion for a bit.  Check the song out on MySpace if you don’t know it… not a christian band but it’s still uber sweet

Obviously if you read my last post you know that it was primarily me bashing a guy who annoys me… I won’t be taking the post down, mostly because I’m not about to even attempt to hide sin, yes I know it was wrong, and I’m sorry.  I never really felt right about it, but I’ve been so freaking frusterated that something needed to be my scapegoat so I went ahead and posted it.  Sunday at church Jim was continuing his series on the Lord’s Prayer and read something from Mathew 20 that was just one of those moments where you’re half listening to the words of someone else as the Holy Spirit pokes at your heart with a stick.  Jesus is telling a story of how the Kingdom of Heaven is like a landowner who went out in the morning to hire men to work in his vineyard.  They agreed to work for what was considered one days pay at the time.  He goes out several other times during the day and each time comes back with others to work for “what is right.”  At the end of the day he has everyone line up starting with the people who only worked one hour, and the others behind.  He starts off by paying those who only worked a short period of time one days wage, and pays everyone the same.  When it got to the men who had worked all day they grumbled and complained that they did not get more for their work.  Now in all honesty what they were paid was more than they deserved, being unskilled, untrained workers one days wage was an awesome pay.  There’s a hundred points that could be drawn from this story but since I’m fading off I won’t list them all right now.  The point that I took from it was that none of these men deserved what they had got, and even though some of them had worked harder and longer than others they were all equal in the fact that before the landowner came to them they were outside of the kingdom and without hope.  Often times I take for granted the wisdom, and mind that I’ve been given.  Even though I have not worked for the knowledge that I have I still have it, and should not be using it to belittle others who were not blessed in that area so greatly.

Just wanted to put up this apology now since I know that over the next weeks updates will be few and far between if at all as I reconfigure KCLAN and begin to make money with my sites again.

So there’s this guy at work named Morgan who thinks we’re friends because we were hired the same day, we’re not friends, in fact I can’t stand him.  He’s always saying silly things like “You’re way too smart, nobody needs to know all that, just stop.”  Because as you all could probably guess I get rather long winded at times and when it is a subject that I like and can honestly go on forever.  I don’t mind it when people call me smart, and I don’t mind if people are like “ok, we get the point shut up.” but for some reason it bugs the crap out of me when he says anything to me, especially when he says that, because he says it exactly the same every time.  There’s a lot about Morgan that I just can’t even comprehend… Seriously, they just don’t even register to me.  Coming from someone who saw a lot in High School being that there were several kids with BMW’s a couple Porches, and a guy with a 1969 Mustang fastback with a GT motor in it (valued at over $250k) I’m pretty used to being around rich spoiled somewhat naive kids… but I figured it stopped after High School, I mean ya gotta grow up sometime… don’t you?

A little background.  One of the first things that kind of caught me off guard was when Morgan was talking about our paychecks after our first week, and how his mommy told him that he’s going to get everything back from taxes.  Kind of seemed odd to me that the parents of this 18 year old boy (and yes I use the word boy for a reason) was still being claimed by his parents for taxes… My mom stopped claiming me when I got my first job at 16, but of course my parents have always been proactive about the whole “take care of yourself” aspect of life.  Obviously after hearing this it came as no shock to me that Mommy and Daddy paid for Morgans car, as well as his car insurance, his tickets, and lawyer fees to get tickets removed from his record.  I know plenty of people who’s parents paid for their cars, and that’s not a huge deal… in fact the car insurance isn’t either… but at 18 when you have a job car insurance is your own responsibility, and ESPECIALLY tickets… Personally I’ve only gotten one ticket before and it was because I wasn’t familiar with the area and had no clue it was a school zone, all I had to do was be honest with the cop and respectful he was nice enough to only give it for 5mph over even though I was doing 15 over because of the school zone… normally would of only been 5 over so he was cool about it… needless to say my fault, my responsibility.  At 18 Morgan still has no concept of responsibility.  The day I found out that Morgan does not pack his own lunches I almost had a conniption fit, it seriously blew my mind.  Obviously coming from someone who’s been packing his own lunches since 4th grade I just didn’t even have a CLUE as to how to respond to that… Heck in high school I had to start paying for my own lunches… Anyways, this is a boy that I just don’t get, I’m pretty good about putting myself in other peoples shoes and seeing life from their perspective, but I just can’t do it with him.

Enough of the background… you obviously get that this boy has lived a sheltered life.  There’s this other guy Chris at work that Morgan also thinks is his friend but Chris just barely tolerates him and then shakes his head out of disbelief as Morgan walks away usually.  I work in the SI room which is just outside of the room Morgan and Chris work in so I don’t have to deal with that stuff very often.  Well today Morgan walks over to Chris and says “dude have you ever gotten a yearbook from a foreign country?” Chris slowly turns around with some curiosity in his eyes “no… what country did you get one from?” Morgan replies with the wonder of a small child that cracked open a black rock down at the creek to find Geodes “Alaska!” Chris turns around in hopes that Morgan was joking.  Morgan then says “have you ever had a yearbook from Alaska?”  Chris replies this time without even facing Morgan “yeah dude.”  “I thought you said you hadn’t ever had one from a foreign country” quickly snaps Morgan.  “Dude, Alaska is a state.  It is a part of the United States.”  You know, I’ve said stupid things before such as mistaking Hong Kong for Tokyo and saying that Hong Kong was in Japan, or saying the country of Ontario… you know… we all say stupid things… but generally after being corrected by someone I stop, think, review the facts and above all STOP SAYING STUPID THINGS!!!!! But no, not Morgan he’s the unstoppable force of idiocity that works towards infecting us all with his ignorance.  “No way!” exclaims Morgan “It’s gotta be like the fifty-sixth state or something like that!” “49th” calmly speaks Chris “Nuh uh, when’d that happen?” “I don’t know it was like the early sixties or something like that.” “No way, you’re just trying to trick me.”

When Aaron came and told us this story the entire SI room was rolling in laughter… after a few minutes I look at Aaron and am just like “nobody’s that stupid, come on…. well I guess it is Morgan… that’s just ridiculous”  Maybe it’s just me, but I dislike stupid people with a passion… but that was funny, and you have to admit that stupid people do make us laugh, and give us inspiration to continue learning and achieving new things every day.

Have you ever had one of those ideas that to start out with is just plane stupid… but you don’t stop there, you take that bad idea and come up with something to add to it that is near retarded. The story starts with my new job. When I started I thought it’d be cool if I got any of Park Hills pages I could take the job number and get all the pages to save to a flash drive or something… don’t really know why but just for fun. So that’s how the story starts off, a really bad idea. But don’t worry as tends to happen I amaze even myself with my escalation of idiocity. Time goes on and the idea just gets crazier. Obviously I don’t want to save anything on the local drive of the computer, but if I had a flash drive then I could type up notes in notepad and save them for blogging purposes or heck even write code and work on websites while at work… it was brilliant… in fact, it was too brilliant.

Well, as time goes on still no flash drive of any kind, so there’s not really any kind of saving or working going on. Actually I feel freaking dead, maybe I’m just pushing myself too hard, but nothing is getting done… I mean NOTHING I build a site here or there mostly working 18 hours or so on the weekends and 2-4 hours a night… but seriously, to run a business it takes MUCH more work than that. This is one of the big reasons why I wanted to sneak work into… uh… well work. Naturally any little glimpse of hope as to me actually being able to take more time doing what I’d like to be doing and establish my business I jump at the idea. Well Monday I got my new phone and with the plan I gotted it leaves me with unlimited text, and emai… works for me Not that I really communicate with any of my friends… well… not that I really have any friends, that’s why I have a blog I just compile all the things that seem interesting to me that would normally be used in a conversation after work with humanoids and I put those things up on the web for the world to read! Which in actuality means for Brenna to read None-the-less with mobile web, and email capabilities that means that I can blog from work *twiddles fingers with a manacle smile*

Things started out simple enough, I would email myself notes, and information that I wanted to remember then blog about it later… since typing is a pain on the phone. An idea encroached upon me after a brief analysis of how difficult it was to actually say something of meaning when using the alphanumeric keypad of the phone… That little light popped on when I remembered that my keyboard is USB, and my phone has a mini-USB connection on it *light turns on and the manacle smile grows* Now don’t get me wrong, it was a good idea, but it wouldn’t work at all. Several things hinder this idea, first off software, the phone doesn’t have windows mobile, symbian, or any of the major operating systems that could run the keyboard, secondly power my keyboard has lights, and an LCD screen it would suck my poor phones battery dry in seconds… of course this could be overcome with some rigging and modifications to the keyboard, but it’s still a bad idea. First off I already bring my mouse to work every day and people give me crap about it, just think if I started lugging around my keyboard. This is still the experimental, or inventive stage for myself where I brainstorm anything and everything in the process of coming up with the most amazing plan or thing anyone has ever seen, at this point in time obstacles mean nothing, and can be easily disregarded as I build upon the grand scheme. Naturally the next order of things (as if anything about this is natural) is to take these grand schemes and make them more feasible, more realistic, more accomplishable. Still flipping through pages pretending to be working and keeping my page count up I come across a page that has this picture that SOOOOO reminds me of my Christmas Present (which is even an inside joke between myself, Tiana, and uh… not sure who else knew Kenna did but not sure if she’d remember). Anyways, when I see it I’m like “CHRISTMAS PRESENT!!!!!!!” *does happy dance* Here’s where the fullness of stupidity comes crashing down. What runs through my head when I see this? Obviously, I must save this and blog about it. Now I can switch modes of my phone to where it works as a network drive and do exactly what I was thinking with the flash drive… unfortunately that won’t work since I don’t have my USB cable with me. Then an epiphany hits… mobile phone… mobile web… camera We take a picture… even though it would be bullocks with the 2mp camera featuring a horrid lense the idea would still come across. Have you ever seen the movie “The Ghost in the Darkness”? There’s a scene in the movie where the main character and his buds finally go out and try to hunt the lion during the day… well the Doctor offers the main character his gun with the idea that it is more powerful and should do better. Well they get out there he has the lion in his sights and the gun misfires. Then the crazy hunter guy with him say’s something along the lines of “You fool, never enter battle with an untested weapon” yeah… that was me today. I’ve gotten so used to my camera where I’ve turned off flash, and any funky noises because they annoy me (and flash just makes everything look like poo, most the time). I whip out my shinney new phone and go to take the picture when it makes the LOUDEST shudder sound I’ve ever heard… I mean rediculously so! Zack whips around and is like “did you hear that?” “uh… yeah…” “what was that? Your computer made the craziest sound, I’ve never heard before” “yeah… my computer… I don’t know what that was…” The only thing that really saved me is that the programs we use have all these crazy weird warning sounds when you do something you’re not supposed to, so he obviously didn’t recognize it, not to mention it was so freaking loud and distorted that it really didn’t sound like a shudder anyways. A little time passes and I pull the phone out of my lap after things have kind of gone back to normal and remember that I even took the picture… I heard the noise and seriously just about threw the phone into my lap to hide it… but after all that at least I got what I came for!!!! Muahahahahhahahaa!!! Oh… wait… what? Yeah yeah I know it’s a crappy camera I wasn’t expecting glory just enough to… oh… so you’re saying that it has such a horrid CCD that it has to use excruciatingly slow shudder speeds to capture the image and the act of me moving the camera left me with an image of my monitor, lap… and everything in between all smushed together. I felt so stupid the rest of the day and just tried to kind of avoid everyone so as to not have to answer any questions about the mysterious noise.

That’s my fun story for the day… I hope you’ve enjoyed it… and no unfortunately I do not have the image didn’t even think to save it was just freaking embarassed so I did what I know how to do and deleted it putting my phone away, instead of searching for the save option (oddly enough it has a send option that is particularly easy to find, but not the save option).

I went with my Mommy and sister to see Amazing Grace on Sunday. I believe I was expecting something a little different heading to see the movie though. Often times I get caught in the “feeling” of things, and that is what was expected of the movie. When I think of the song “Amazing Grace” the only thing that comes to mind is the feeling that comes from singing the song. It’s just one of those songs that sends chills down my spine every time I hear it or sing it… obviously in order for a movie to do the same thing for the entirety would be something miraculous in itself since it takes a lot to send chills down my spine… I’m a pretty callous person and for something to be so profound as to provoke so much emotion inside of me is something else all together.

Needless to be stated at this point the movie was not about a song, or an emotion, but rather about a man with the courage to stand against unrelenting adversity. Just like all of us though, he got discouraged, ill, beaten down, and felt like quitting at times. A little encouragement from his friends, and loved ones kept him going. Every time he was beaten down he got back up again, that is where the difference lies. The world is not changed by perfect people, or even perfect intentions it is changed by those that get in the face of adversity and fight every day non-stop.

Some people have called my stubbornness foolish, but I tend to disagree (naturally). In my opinion anything worth fighting for is worth fighting for until the end. Unless you can prove me wrong, my word stands, and it will stand as long as I have breath to keep it alive.

I somewhat doubt that many would even recognize the title Dear Frankie when speaking of movies, but it’s one that I’ve wanted to see for some time.  Unfortunately being a low budget movie it came and went from the theatres almost unnoticed.  Even though the movie won 7 awards, most of which were film festivals leaving the movie still unrecognizable to the general public.

In a world where even movies with a good message resort to extreme circumstances to portray how out of horrid can come good, as is the case with so many other movies out today.  Instead Dear Frankie takes the approach of showing the beautiful side of what good can come of life, and only skims the bad… since we can all fill in the gaps with our imaginations the need to show the horrid things in life is simply unnecessary, something that was a relief about this story.  I won’t go into the story or anything since I’m sure most haven’t seen it, but I do highly suggest it.  Dear Frankie ends hopeful and reassuring, but doesn’t complete the story, as it should be in my mind since no story is ever complete.

So something needs to be updated, and it really doesn’t matter what it is as long as it adds to my page count, and has a little bit of da content on it :-P  I’ve got 8 saved ideas, but this whole throwing up half-complete stories isn’t me.  The inspiration hasn’t come, so this is going to be MUCH harder than I had suspected seeing as it takes a while for a good story to simmer, and come to live for me.  Anyways, I gotz the new cell phone today, but I don’t know the number, I called my mom, and the house so I’ve got the number around here somewhere just not yet I’ll post it once I’m not rushing off to bed (stupid work… who wants to be alive at 6am?).

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You know, I find myself more and more living my life in segments. Every morning that I wake up for work I count the days until Saturday when I can actually get on and do some sort of work for MY business… and while I’m at work I’m always looking towards the next segment to get me by. How long till first break, when is lunch, where is second break, and finally when to go home. I find things more manageable this way… that is one thing that they say about OCD people is that we tend to get overwhelmed very easily, and if it keeps me from going crazy or shutting down I guess it’s alright. Just sometimes seems like I’m wishing my days away… then when I get home I’m SOOOOOO freaking burned out from working on the computer all day that I don’t even want to get on here and do my blogging or webpage design, which then keeps me stuck working for someone else which is nothing shy of miserable.

So Brittney rented the movie “She’s the Man” with Amanda Bynes… not much to really say about the movie. It really wasn’t very believable, even though I could see Amanda as “one of the guys” she’s still too frufruey to be a soccer player. I mean seriously she can’t even run… she holds her arms in really tight like she’s afraid of being hit, and wiggles when she runs… she almost looks like she’s going to fall over. Not to mention they obviously weren’t identical twins, and people would of noticed a difference in bone structure… I dunno, funny concept and it was worth a couple of light hearted laughs… sort of… Typical lame teenage movie.

Now to cleanse my pallet with a little bit of culture… Finding Neverland should do the trick

It’s kind of funny, when I created this blog I went through and put up every category that might be used. I just thought about the things that I talk about most often and went with that, then from there I stayed on the alliteration theme and just started thinking about things that I might talk about that were easily matched with a word of the same beginning letter and went from there. Thing is now I don’t like to write about much of anything on here other than my own little personal life lessons that are categorized under “christian conundrums.”

^^Well, yeah, so a lot of the stuff on here that wasn’t used before should be used now this was actually a post from a LONG time ago that I never published… so yeah… Hopefully I can start using up the categories that I’ve not been publishing to.