So I found the 32mb memory card that came with my Canon SD1000 camera, and I wanted to see how much video time could be stored on there. A whoppin 14 seconds. But in other news, I flipped the fader on the back to get to gallery mode, and there were three mysterious pictures stored that I had forgotten about.
Please enjoy Image number 0001, 0002, and 0003 from my camera.
Jars of Clay - Trouble Is
My wings don’t sail me to the sky
On my own these wings won’t fly
Jesus told me so
Still I’m not so sure that I know
Can’t find no rest for my soul
Can’t find no rest on my own
Jesus told me so
Still I’m not so sure that I know
Man, the trouble is
We don’t know who we are instead
I’ll keep runnin’ the other way
My heart ain’t built to stay
My heart ain’t built to stay
And the world just ain’t that way
My heart ain’t built to stay
My heart ain’t built to stay
Jesus told me so
I’m taking the MCAT tomorrow!!!! (gotta psych myself into being ridiculously stoked for it)
kaplan recommends carbo-loading the night before. do you think this is legit?
Holy crap, I’m going to the 2008 All-Star Home Run Derby in Yankee Stadium!!
I’m quite a sinner for shelling out the absurd amount of money for the ticket… but the trip’s airfare and lodging is being paid for by the government, so I feel justified. Okay, probably not the best reasoning. But also, it’s Yankee Stadium’s final year in the majors. I HAVE to go see it from the inside.
Trivia: did you know that our very own Seattle Mariners have hit the most home runs (77), won the most titles (all 3 are from Griffey Jr.), and represented the most players (12) in Home-Run-Derby History?
My dad’s been doing pretty well lately. still on antibiotics, still a little bit inhibited (and not working), but he’s been at home for a while now and moving around like normal. His surgery to remove his gall bladder is on Friday, so be thinking about him.
http://www.nytimes.com/packages/html/nyregion/20070415_FIXIES_FEATURE/blocker.html
I’m going to start building a fixie this summer… here’s the skeleton:
thanks to everybody who pitched in on the deep-V’s!!
Hey folks, if you could keep my father in prayer, that would be wonderful. He’s suffering from Gall stones and some related, serious G.I. complications. He’s been over at Swedish on Capitol Hill for almost a week now, and things are just.. up and down. At one point, Dad was experiencing a “10 out of 10″ pain. Pretty severe for a practicing physician - who probably listens to imaginative patients all day - to express that…
Two players on my fantasy baseball team hit GRAND SLAMS tonight. I’m a happy guy. Congratulations, Matt Stairs and Carlos Quentin.
It was a fleeting feeling, two Thursday mornings past. The whole week I had been sick with the common cold (and I probably got you, reader, sick too, cos it seems like everyone I talk to is sick now). After missing a couple classes (gasp!), and druggin up on Cold-Eeze the previous nights, I was ready for change. And it came. I opened my eyes in the morning and drank in the feeling of normalcy, of health. It was as tangible as the cool breeze strolling through the window.
Later that day, wide-eyed and breathing deep, I biked over to my frisbee game. But it was there that - like a bucket of cold reality doused on my face - I sprained my ankle. I made it back to my apartment and was well aware my ankle would be huge and weak in the morning. I could deal with that, I guess.
I sat down at my computer and tried to read something. But my left eye felt dry. Really dry. I looked in the mirror and it was bloodshot. Not only that, but there was this mysterious goopy substance floating around the white of my eye.
All in all, we just have to savor those moments we feel alive, but still be content when circumstances go awry. The mysterious goop disappeared by morning, my ankle was fine for the next frisbee game, and I’m not sick at all. But I’m still missing some classes …
