Pale Blue Dot (Remix)
Things ain’t change/You can’t make me an unbeliever
George Bush didn’t care/Matt Lauer doesn’t either
Till little sisters with that jungle fever
For Justin Beibers make the world the colour of Russell Peters
But still deal with this B.S./They avoid our issues in this so-called ‘free press’
Sometimes as a black man/I gotta take deep breaths
Mayor Ford got no class/Dude barely got recess
I took a couple little jabs/I’m composed now
They say Lebron should have never left his hometown
I say slow down, we talking ’bout draft picks
Reports and lawyers still talkin’ ’bout practice
Meanwhile, we just trying to keep out of caskets
Black kids keep dying all over the SAT list
And that’s not a racial issue, its a human issue
Its about what kind of human is you
- Shad K
Close To You
Jesus, come and calm the storm
It’s been raging and I’m feeling worn
Help me see that I don’t need
Anything but You
Help me walk upon this sea
That’s been raging up inside of me
Eyes on You, don’t let me sink
Into anything but You
Close to You is where I want to be
So close Your light envelops me
Eyes on You, I can walk across the sea
And lay my life down at Your feet
That You might be my all in all
The narrow path before me
Heaven above and hell beneath
Direct my heart and guide my feet
Step by step to You
And every day in every way
Oh Lord, I’ll find a way to say
To say I love You
- Telecast
All The Small Things
Before I get to the theme of this post, I have to share a story. It was reading week this past week. Because of my work schedule (Starbucks), I wasn’t able to go on any sort of far-away trip. I also decided to use the week for its purpose and actually read some of my reading materials from class. So I took a trip, with my school books. I subwayed to Union Station and bought a GO train ticket headed West. I’m a big fan of the train. Second best way to travel in my opinion (second only to flight). Did a ton of reading in transit.
Got to the last stop on the line, got off and walked over to catch a bus. Where to? I had two options: Hamilton GO or McMaster U. The first bus I saw was Hamilton, so I hopped on. I got off at the station and started walking north. It was really cold, snowy, rainy. I had no real end in mind. Just somewhere to read.
Got to the top of the hill, and ran into a hospital. Didn’t want to read there, so I walked one block east, then started to walk back towards the GO station. Then I passed this coffeeshop. I found my perch for the next few hours. Went in, set up shop and started reading about At-Risk Youth, 1 Peter and other topics of academic significance to me. I think the place was called Red Crow. It looked relatively new. Big space, couches, wifi. Perfect combination.
About an hour or so into my stay, this woman walks in. She gives me a staredown, a good 2 seconds, then says: What the hell are YOU doing here?
It was one of my regulars at Starbucks, in Hamilton to see a specialist from a former injury. She ordered her regular in the foreign coffee place. We chatted it up like it was me taking her order. We both were in shock at the circumstances. Had the Hamilton bus not had been there, I wouldn’t have seen her. Had there been a Starbucks in the area, she wouldn’t have bothered looking for another. Funny how these things happen.
I don’t believe in happenstance. Everything has a purpose. Can’t really place the reason for us meeting though. Small world.
I’m gonna leave the ‘All The Small Things’ post for another time. This one has enough!
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If The Internet Says So . . .
When you check your newsfeed and see a friend comment on how their hygiene is low or their flatulence is deadly, its assumed that someone ELSE was guilty of typing the update. On Wednesday, I allowed a few friends the opportunity to update on my behalf, to type in whatever they wanted about me. They came up with what you see above. Given my past travels to Korea (seen here and here), there was a slight possibility that the status was correct. Immediately after the post, the comments flooded, some of utter disbelief (‘wtf!’), others of encouragement (‘have a great time’) and others of reservations (‘trolling’).
It made me think of how easily we trust what the internet says. This is not a knock on those who offered their words of support, its just a thought. Very rarely do I question what the internet says about a number of issues. Save the trusted news outlets that have websites, when I read something on the internet, some random fact, I don’t usually question it. A few days ago, a co-worker and me got into a discussion about the origins of rock and roll. She did some internetting and came up with some names. I told her that those names didn’t get to the answer. She then said: ‘Are you saying google is wrong?’
Yes. In that instance, I was going against the multi-billion dollar internet giant. They didn’t get to the answer.
To be fair, I have travelled a lot since high school, and another journey might not seem that out of my range. The thing is, after this post, I wrote a long explanation as to what happened and the amazing lie that was concocted by my friends. Despite the explanation, I still had people congratulating me on my next step to Asia. Not everything that loads is truth.
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Blackberry Bloggage
A few years ago, I got all excited when wordpress allowed its users to phone in blogs. I think I used it a handful of times. Here again is another potential resource I may or may not use: WordPress for BlackBerry. So far, its been a success, though it takes a while for it to recognize the current location of where I’m writing from (Second Cup in Thornhill). Again, we will see whether or not this will be a one-time shot or a regular occurrence.
Had my first class of the semester this morning. Pretty packed. 1 & 2 Peter. Trying to keep on task. Was a bit of a struggle in the fall. Also taking Youth at Risk and the Evangelical Right. Should be a good class. Anyway, my thumbs tire. Time to be a keener student. Bye from my Torch!
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