AT-AT

I am so impressed with this.

This is crazy.

Moderated Comments #3

A closer pronunciation would be "Med-vye-div."  It's more of a "vye" sound than a "vwe."  The "w" sound that we have in English isn't really present in the Russian language.

We, Myself and I

One of my favorite songs off of Shad's new album.

Well there’s no ‘I’ in ‘team’, but there’s an ‘I’ in ‘win’
And every guy wanna win so folks is eyeing him
The ‘I’ in ‘pride’
They say pride puts the ‘I’ in ‘sin’ – puts self in the centre
I and I come in
’cause I am imperfect, none of us is iron men
Please be my third eye when the light gets dim
Even my story’s not mine, where do I begin
Not with ‘I’, I’m reminded see the ‘I’ in Him
In my enemy especially
Him and I are twins
Gotta love him as I love I
Him and I are kin
Take the thing outta my own eye
Then see if the word is where the world begin
Then at the end of the word ‘friend’ is where I end
And all men become I, and I them
So who am I then?
Just dust in the wind
With a pen and a grin
I’m goin’ in (you goin’ in?)
I’m goin’ in like, yes

Chorus: We all in agreement/ If you hear the song and you feel it/ put your palms to the ceiling like yes/ yes, everybody/ yes x 2

What can I say for myself?
Where I’m at ain’t where I stationed myself
So I’m grateful I do okay for myself
I wanna do better for y’all
I’m afraid of myself
God said, ‘You trust me,
now have some faith in yourself’
When I made my first record
I would say to myself
I’m glad to share this
I don’t wanna just play for myself
The thing with rappin is
It helps me get away from myself
Go put these thoughts and feelings out
So they don’t stay on the shelf
Stay in my soul
’cause I find the more I stay to myself
The less I find the real me
The more I stray from myself
And can’t relate to no one else
I don’t have to make a way for myself
Just make my thoughts point away from myself
And what else

(Chorus)

We are
Greater than the sum of us
All greater than the some of us
Greater than each piece or part
We are a body, an army
Greater than any single art piece (peace)
And love in our hearts
And we are who we are behind doors in secret
In our deep depths and recesses
We aren’t free yet
We are how we treat our sick folks and widows
The rich with broken hearts
The broke and the crippled
And the soul that’s weak
We are not what we eat
But what comes out of our mouths when we speak
Most of y’all don’t speak truth
Can’t play me, playboy
I’m no kid- I don’t play Wii
We are parents
Cherished
Proud and embarrased
We’ve come a long way, but we’re still not there yet
And we don’t always get along
Me, myself and I
When we do, we in tune like the song
Singing, yes…
(Chorus)

memories

Go ninja go ninja go!

Welcome to the Great Blog Post Challenge of 2010!  I'm very excited about this.  My friends Michael, Meredith, and myself are going to feature this series on our blogs.  Michael, who introduced and orchestrated the [challenge], had this to say about it:

"A group of friends and fellow bloggers have decided to challenge each other to think, write, and dream in new and innovative ways. The group will take turns challenging each other (with a topic, theme, photograph, song, etc... ) to write meaningful entries.

We all share a common fear of the unknown. Will people like my post? Will they be offended? Will they be bored? We are challenging each other to move beyond our normal frames of reference and to embrace new forms, media, styles, and content.

This might get interesting. When one of my post titles is [in brackets], be aware that it is an official submission for the [Challenge] and read it with a grain of salt.

Above all, we hope to grow as people and writers through this challenge. We hope, as a side benefit, that you will all enjoy our broader horizons as much as we do."

One of the best ads I've ever seen.

I will admit that I'm only a moderate fan of soccer.  I have never been too engrossed in the sport, but I do enjoy it.

This 3 minute long commercial masterfully shows the highs and lows of the sport.  In single plays, split seconds, players can either become renowned or hated for the rest of their lives.

at it again

I've really missed slides.

Kid Cudi + Band of Horses =

there is no sound louder than love

Introducing Liam

On June 9, 2010, at 6:53 p.m. Moscow time, William Soren Rhodes was born.


He weighed in at 3.8 kilos (8.3 pounds), and was 55 centimeters (22 inches) long.

I'm still in shock.

So Many Questions

I feel like becoming a father is like an episode of Lost --- more questions than discoveries.  I guess that's like life too (I've used this metaphor a lot... sorry).

You may have noticed the general lack of posts related to this impending life-changer.  I don't know if that's a good or bad thing.  Typically I find "baby overload" annoying, but at the same time it has been a massive part of my life.  But it's been hard for me to write about this.  To articulate my thoughts.  This post has been a draft for almost a week by the time it's actually being published!  I started writing this May 16th!  It's nearly June!

We're (I'm guessing) a few days away from the birth or less, and I still feel completely unprepared mentally speaking.  It's still even hard to believe anything is going to change.  It's still hard to believe we're going to have a child.  People keep asking if I'm finding the answers I need, but I still wonder if I'm missing some of the questions.

That's not to say I haven't done my fair share of research.  I've read a couple phenomenal books, and have been fortunate to speak with some great parents.  I guess the idea I rest on is that nobody is prepared to be a parent.  Nothing can prepare you.  At least that's my excuse :-).

All this being said, we are both immensely excited about the upcoming addition to our family.  It's this weird mix of feelings, we're both nervous and a little panicked, but at the same time at this point we can't wait for him to arrive.  Right now we're both trying to figure out how he's going to be a part of our lives.  We want him to be a part of the family, but not the center of it.  We don't want him to be our complete identity.  We're going to include him in much of what we do, and not use him as an excuse to get out of things.  I guess we're trying to figure out how the child's going to change our life.  Not only that, but areas where we shouldn't change our lives for him.  If that makes sense.  Beth and I certainly want to retain our identity while at the same time making our child a part of it.

I don't even really know where I'm going with this.  Perhaps this post really mirrors things pretty well-- I don't really know what to do or where to go.  I feel like I'm just making things up as we go.