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Name: Amos
Birthday: 9/28/1982
Gender: Male
Interests: I like reading books, but only until the second-to-last chapter... Yeah, I have a bad habit of always starting, but never finishing any literature. I really love music and I'm in a band called Attaboy (www.attaboyonline.com).
Expertise: I'm pretty good at making omelets. And falling asleep.
Occupation: Plastic Taster
Industry: Plastic Cow Manufacturing
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AIM:  Amos is Cool
Member Since:
11/23/2004
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| 10. The smell of rain
9. Reflecting on the conversation last night about the never-ending mystery of practical pacifism
8. The Message's translation of Galatians 5
7. Feeling two heavenly-tasting cups of coffee course through my bloodstream
6. "Intervention" by Arcade Fire
5. Greg Boyd's sermon on "Christus Victor" from the Mars Hill podcast
4. Confusing and terrifying transitions
3. Rice Krispies Treats cereal
2. Seeing my wife still fast asleep in our bed
1. The spoken poem "A Finger, Two Dots, and Then Me" by Derrick Brown
Incidentally, my friends, I've shed more tears listening to this poem than I have in a long time. Buy the song and marinate in its beauty.
Why don't you all make a similar list... I want to know what's spontaneously causing life for you. | | |
| Sarah and I have been home for a little over a week, and I think it's time to share the highlights from the trip: (Drumroll please)
10. Spending a total of 6 days in Granada, which is basically a city in the middle of the beautiful Sierra Nevada mountains.
9. Interacting with both Spanish and Middle Eastern culture, both of which are present in Granada.
8. Riding on long bus rides through hills peppered with sheep and olive trees.
7. Staying up one night until at least 4 am... dancing the night away.
6. Realizing with relief that only one person saw me dance who actually knows who I am.
5. Taking pictures on a trail in the forest, and inventing a real-life "Where's Waldo" game involving Sarah's camera and me hiding behind random trees.
4. Going to various tapas restaurants and teterias (tea houses) and enjoying the various foods and beverages.
3. Spending an entire day hiking in San Jose (a coastal town) and finding a beach on the Mediterranean basically all to ourselves.
2. Eating dinner and playing mafia with students from Holland, Poland, France, England, Germany, Finland, Mexico, and Italy, and understanding the idea of hospitality on a whole new level. Thanks, Sebastiaan and crew!
1. Getting to see the beautiful place Sarah studied, all the while having the best vacation of my life.
Honorable mention: Realizing that Futurama in Spanish is way better than the English version.
Make sure you stop by and see our pictures! | | |
| So my wife woke up yesterday and told me about a really weird dream she had. At the risk of breaking an unspoken confidentiality agreement, but for the sake of telling a great freaking story, here goes:
She had a dream it was Valentines Day. It gets weirder.
It was Valentine's Day, and I was really depressed. Why? Because my friend Dwight Simon hadn't called me on Valentine's Day. See, as it would seem, Dwight and I have a secret romantic relationship, and apparently I was a little hurt that he didn't take the time out of his busy Boston schedule to call me, his boyfriend, here in Indiana. Sarah said she "felt bad for me because I was sad," but she was secretly sad too... because her HUSBAND is in love with a BOY.
Anyway, the weirdest thing is... I haven't spoken to Dwight in ages, because neither of us stay in contact well. We're good friends, don't get me wrong. But of all the people to dream me having a homosexual affair with, Dwight struck me as an unusual choice. I spend far more chunks of time with tons of other dudes.
But Dwight, if you read this, I am honored to be your boyfriend in an alternate universe existing in Sarah's mind... truly. honored. | | |
| Wow... I still have a Xanga??
It's been a long time...
how you been? | | |
| Alright dudes and ms. dudes, at the prompting of Vaughter, I share the following true story...
A few nights ago, I got together with a few friends to participate in a rousing game of Frisbee Golf... as we've done nearly every week of the summer. On the first tee-off, Nate Perry lost TWO frisbees atop the MCA roof (blunders otherwise uncharacteristic of this man). We carried on as usual with his 3rd-string disc. After the 19th hole (yes, there are 19), Micah and I were tied at -6, so we had a shoot-off. He threw his frisbee, wherein midflight, Krespa the Evil Patron Goddess of Throwing Discs snatched his disc and gently rested it on the roof of the MCA.
We quickly came up with a course of action, and executed. (If you legally work for Huntington University, you may leave my site now.)
I deftly scaled the roof, found a hatch leading to the boiler room, descended a ladder, and let Micah in one of the locked doors. We then surveyed the situation and determined we needed a ladder. Creeping through the MCA, we found an unlocked door into the auditorium and there stood a magnificent "A" shaped ladder with an extension sliding ladder in the middle. We carefully pulled the extension ladder out (which nearly killed us), hauled it up to the roof (see figure 2.0 below), and retrieved not just our 3, but 7 total frisbees.
 Figure 2.0
This story wouldn't be complete without adding that Micah sent his frisbee on the roof, YET AGAIN, last night... so we proceeded to repeat the procedure... this time with the CLEANING LADIES STILL INSIDE. Unless you saw my awkwardly uncoordinated and unnecessary (yet underratedly awesome) army rolls and crawls on the floor, you wouldn't believe them.
We're 2 for 2, and who knows, if Krespa is feeling exceptionally naughty, we may just see a few more Daring Deeds and Sinister Schemes* yet this week...
*sincerest apologies for the "Adventures in Odyssey" reference. | | |
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