found it!

it was in my backpack.

oh ipod

When I was born I was given the ability to balance. This great accomplishment lead me to love things like surfing, skateboarding, dancing, walking on my hands, hoping on one foot, the hokie pokie, baking and JC penny catalog shopping (I became proficient at all). In elementary school I was particularly fond of using this gift of balance on a skateboard. While attending one of my sisters many tennis matches in October of 93 my skateboard was stolen right out from under my nose. I felt as if someone had punched me in the stomach six times and then tried to drown me in a bucket of my own tears while a second person was kicking me in the shin with cowboy boots on. I recovered from this experience and was completely over it when I got a new skateboard. Although I was over the hurt I knew I would never forget that feeling. I was reminded what that felt like late in 2006 when my truck was broken into and a number of things were stolen from me. This time I was able to pick my self up and dust of my shantz. I am still looking for an ash try that will fit a Toyota Tacoma 02-04 if anyone comes across one. I sit today with a hurting stomach and sore shins because it seems as though someone has stolen hundreds of hours of music and video along with family pictures and the calendar of my life for the next four months, oh and electronic sudoku. Yes the love of my life was black and shiny with a chrome back and an emblem that said 60Gig. You can probably guess that im am talking about my iPod. I am writing to make you all aware of a thief who likes to steal hours of enjoyment and precious memories. Also I would like to tell you all to protect the ones you love and guard them with your whole being. Goodbye weather girls, goodbye thiry hours of The Office, goodbye organization and mmm bop, goodbye thriller, bad and black or white, goodbye jude, penny lane and lets get it on, goodbye maceraina, goodbye who let the dogs out, goodbye demitri martin and it’s rainin men, goodbye walkin in Memphis, goodbye sandi patty and amygrant, goodbye temptations, goodbye biggie smalls and tupac R.I.P.

Sin = Sin?

I often hear christian religious leaders use the term "all sin is equal in Gods sight." When ever i happen to hear this statement the hairs on the back on my neck stand straight up and i get the chills. It is not that i do not believe that all sin is equal. But i do however believe that the consequences for sin varies in degree of seriousness. I think the reason why the statement "all sin is equal" really gets under my nails is beacause it is always used to relieve the pressure from greater sins. Here is what i mean, lets say i hear this statment come across the pulpit my first response is to think of the worst thing i have done. My second response is to think of the smallest sin i have committed and justify the worst sin with the smallest sin. I used this example recently while speaking to some of my students. I used murder as an example of a "big sin" and i used stealing a pencil as an example of a "small sin." To say that sin is equal to sin is a very true statement and must be taken very literally, however in Gods eyes the same disobeidience and neglect for his holy sacrifice had to take place in order to commit both sins. We as christians must never think in any way shape or form that we have the ability to decide the degree and seriousness of the sins we commit. I will hopfully get back to this post if you have any feedback please let me know so if i have to i can revise this thought.

Tyler Shot a Bird Jon Shot this Photo

At a recent back yard bbq i found out that my roomate tyler is a sharpshooter this discovery is the worst news i have had since i moved into my appartment. The reason why this is bad news is because now all the plans i had to prank tyler have been smashed into the ground because now that i know tyler is such a great shot i know he is capable of shooting me in the face from miles away and i will never know he pulled the trigger. Now my goal has changed form pranking tyler to finding a way to sever his trigger finger. All snipers in appartment one beware.

Sewing Machine

I bought a sewing machine at the swap meet for five bucks... it doesn't work.

croquet shantz

one more use for shantz

shantz

These are my new "shantz." "What are shantz?" You ask. They are not quite shorts and not quite pants. These happen to be diesel Shantz and they are very very comfortable. There are many useful times to wear shantz. which are but not limited to bike riding, walking, laying on the couch, laying on the floor, laying in a pile of leaves, laying on some warm sand, sailing, surfing, swiming, talking, not talking, shopping, cooking, cleaning, listening, reading, writing, drinking coke, drinking milk, milking goats, milking cows, feeding horses, riding horses, painting, drawing, breathing, not breathing and driving. So as you can see shantz are the right choice for your next indoor/outdoor excursion.