evenin'
when i first started this blog it was for me. i liked it a lot. i posted every feeling, frustration, joy and fancy. sadly that changed. i started thinking more about the readers than about me.

Readers Digest. what a great name.
if i had a little magazine i would call it that.

today was good. i had a lot of fun with a abi (most of the time spent defending my armpits). work was grand.

blindside is approaching and i am sho exshited. latona is approaching and i am sho exshited.

i was listening to kvi today on my drive home, Ken Shram was in for John Carlson. this is significant because they are basically enemies. one, a conservative talkshow host the other a tv/radio personality with leftist agendas and arrogance like no other. over the years they have become arch enemies, they even work for competing news organizations (shram is with kiro or komo or something...). on the show he invited the mostly fanatical christian/far right community of listers to "SLAM SHRAM"....he devoted an hour to this. i happened to have heard about 30 minutes of it then gave up on every listener and began to like Shram. He is an ignorant, self absorbed ass of a man but i like him. Every call was absurd. the first one was actually pretty funny. the guy farted in the phone showing the greater seattle area what he thought of Mr. S. The second was a fairly young guy who tried to play himself as being above the left-winged mouth. "You know Shram every time i see you or hear your voice i pray that you become an on fire christian!"

ken justifiably replied....what makes you think im not? what gives you the right to assume that im not a christian....

yeah thats how you reach someone....oi

i cant get my thoughts out completely but i was frustrated and didnt want to claim that guy or many more of the callers as being a part of my family. i guess that makes me as foolish as they.

adam

to write or not to write
...to not write, is painful.
everything i want to express is bottled up and wants out!
welcome back self.

i dont know where to begin and dont know where to stop, i dont want to stop.
this movement from my mind to finger from pen to paper is beautiful and i am disappointed by my lack of motivation.

i havent been gone but i havent been HERE. its not that i havent had time for this its that i have had no ambition to sit and type for 5-10 minutes. ive also had no motivation to sit and write for even that long. blah.

its funny when you reflect back on a situation and realize how many times God has allowed you to be successful and follow Him and how we as feeble minded beings seem to ignore them...and further the distance from his will. all for now.

(run punctuation and grammar program NOW)
SHAZAAM!
adam