My...computer...broke?

After a few heckling sessions and a few verbal threats from a particularly hostile blogger, I'm back.

People seem to be sharing what they got for Christmas, and heck, I'm trendy, so I'll give it a whirl.

First, before I tell you what I got, allow me to inform you of the gift I gave to Eric. Well, I didn't give it to him yet, but I officially give him three lumps of coal. Why give such a good, lovable boy such an awful gift? Here's why: At church last night, I asked him why I didn't see him at the Christmas service the morning before. "Oh, my family doesn't go to church on those holidays. You know - Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Years." Being a good Reformed boy, I quickly scolded him and condemned him to his appropriate eternal resting place. His reasoning: God commanded us to worship on the Sabbath, not on holidays. That's why he didn't show up. I let Josh Koonce cast the first stone, which I thought was perfectly put: "Well, I'm just glad Jesus showed up on Christmas Day." Shame on you, Eric, you lazy sack of excrement. (He's being punished.)

OK, on to the good stuff. For starters, my Dad and Mom got me a wallet, a watch, an alarm clock, and a gift card to Barnes and Noble. And some socks, too.

Levi and Christina and Luke got me some much-needed parts for my busted desktop computer. Hehe. Now Luke gets to install them. Sweet how that works.

Reuben got me a USB thumb drive. Basically a portable hard drive. Very sweet and handy.

Jessica got me my first ever garment from GAP. It's cool though, it's just a plain jacket. I love it - it's very European. I'm gonna put a big American flag patch on the back.

Those are about all the presents worth mentioning. Some people didn't get me anything, but hey, that's life. But is a little Sunny D too much to ask for?

That's all for now. Peace. On earth?

Yeah...I lift.

While at the gym this afternoon, I was reminded of why I try to go when no one else is there. A few years back, I came across a "Top Ten Things To Remember When Going to the Gym," compliments of this guy.

1. This is your gym, everyone else is just visiting.
2. You, being the seasoned veteran of weightlifting (which should be glaringly obvious to others because of your enormous stature), feel the need to tell other people what they are doing wrong with their workout and how they can be more like you.
3. Staring at yourself in the mirror while lifting makes it easier; either that or the sight of your own huge body makes you all warm inside.
4. You continually talk about how much weight you can lift, used to lift, and will be lifting, without ever actually doing anything.
5. You feel the need to show off your massive physique by coming to the gym and proceeding to lift weights with no shirt on, or no sleeves on. I mean honestly…..
6. You bring a girl with you to the gym so that the Chandra Bosman look-alike can worship your creatine filled muscles and see how gigantic you actually are. Afterwards, because you are so amazing, she will finally let you join in on her next fondue party.
7. You bring your own “gear” to the gym. This shows everyone how serious you are about weightlifting if you walk into the gym with some sweet gloves, belt, etc. If you come in with a hockey size duffle bag, you will be revered by all as the gym guru.
8. You feel the need to wear clothes that are about 80 sizes too small for you that way as soon as your muscles begin to sw
9. You roll your socks down just low enough, or your shirt sleeves just high enough, revealing your one-of-a-kind tattoo(s) proving to anyone daring enough to look at you that you are a certifiable badass.
10. You look at other people in the gym and with your eyes let them know you are saying, “what the **** are YOU doing here?”

Picture Perfect

Here at Dordt College, we like to take a lot of pictures. So, in case you're interested, here's a link to some of our most memorable moments.

College Fun!

She Loves Me Not

Sometimes I make up my own companies and create logos for them.

Sample one of them here.

Suggestions are welcome.

Holiday Spirit

Well, the F5 Christmas Party is officially over. What a night!!

First check out the pictures

Here are a few highlights of the party:

-Johnny dropping one of his delicious BBQ meatballs right on his lap! Oops!!
-Kyle forgetting what was on the "10th day of Christmas" during our sing-along. That one always gets him!
-The girls not getting the memo about wearing red and green. Jessica walked in and shouted, "Wha' Happened?!?!"
-Lawren stuffing three peanut butter balls in his mouth all at once!!
-Aaron childishly ignoring the "misteltoe" above his and Johnny's heads!
-Johnny mistaking his stocking for an oven mitt! Ouch!!

Dearest Edmund ~

My child, take heed and patiently await that day! For no man hath tread where you and your siblings will one day wander. For the current state of things leaves our feet numb. How much longer must we walk through endless snow? Our vision gets blurred, until this whiteout blinds us. But us, we will walk by faith. These dark clouds remain from ages past. A fire burns within - our only warmth. I can see your breath uttering words of hope. Glimpses of the sun penetrate in us. This Winter will end.

Good call

Man, I knew we shouldn't have gone to war.

Coincidence?

Wonder what they do with the dirty dishwater...