To those of you in the city of Orange, meet Lucas:
We’ve missed a few weeks, but
Here’s an old video I recorded from the Treasure Valley TV Public Access station. My friend and I had some debated plumbing questions we wanted answered:
I’m really enjoying several albums I downloaded for free yesterday from Noisetrade
I haven’t had a chance to dig into the lyrics, but they, along with the music, are understated. It’s nice.
The wild man he just killed my religion
He cut it to the bone like a needed incision
The cancerous growth of formulaic precision
That blocks the life-blood in rebellious collision
Cold constructs robbing faith from decision
But where’s your rubric for the man that was risen
He is my vision, he is my vision, be Thou my vision
When the tables have turned, and I’ve lost money, and temples are burned
By His scares we will learn about truth
In the depths of our souls that are marred by the tooth of a beast
Underneath so many deceased, sold out suckers traded life to be yeast
Just to get a piece or a status increase
Find grace and have peace when you eat the Lords feast
And you eat, of His flesh, and His blood
It’s coming quick and strong as the mightiest flood
Yet my mind still gets stuck in the mud
Bottom feeding on the trash like a catfish, brats wish on all of that which
Is established to sit ill in hearts and in our souls, sweet river roll
For 40 Years, This Russian Family Was Cut Off From All Human Contact, Unaware of World War II | History & Archaeology | Smithsonian Magazine
A lot of discussion about Les Misérables has been had.
I'll join with some scattered thoughts under the following categories:
Everyone is entitled to their opinion, and everyone has a reason for why their opinion is credible (whether it makes sense or not). I'm no different. I think I know a thing or two about music having had some formal training in music.
So apparently Hitler was a meth addict:
It is difficult to know to what extent Morell’s prescribing was of his own initiative or as demanded by Hitler. For example, there is no doubt that he gave intravenous glucose and Pervitin (methylamphetamine) to Hitler on any occasion when he needed a boost, and especially before his famous ‘rabble-rousing’ speeches to assembled thousands of devotees.
As I wrote this at Starbucks, I was approached by a woman asking for donations to a woman’s home. She, not-coincidentally, was a meth addict who heard the gospel in the home and was saved (and has a good understanding of what that means). Praise God.
I started using RescueTime yesterday. “RescueTime is a web-based time management and analytics tool for knowledge workers who want to be more efficient and productive.” It does this by monitoring and tracking how you spend your time on your computer, including what type of sites you visit (social networking, news, email, business, etc) and for how long. The initial setup asks you to categorize your most distracting browsing habits that lower productivity. They were confused by my selection: