I was on the Mac website today, looking at some things. I thought it would be funny to see how expensive I could get one computer to cost. Here it is:
2.5GHz Quad-core PowerPC G5
Memory: 16GB 533 DDR2 ECC SDRAM- 8x2GB
Hard Drive: 2x500GB Serial ATA - 7200rpm
Graphics Support: QUADRO FX 4500 512MB SDRAM
Displays: Apple Cinema HD Display (30" flat panel)
Secondary Displays: Apple Cinema HD Display (30" flat panel)
Wireless Options: AirPort Extreme + Bluetooth built-in
Modem: Apple USB Modem
CD/DVD drive: 16x SuperDrive DL (DVD+R DL/DVD±RW/CD-RW)
Fiber Channel Card: Fibre Channel PCI Express Card (w/ SFP-SFP cable)
Apple Keyboard & Mighty Mouse - U.S English
Mac OS X - U.S. English
Apple Software solutions: Final Cut Express HD + Motion 2 preinstalled
Accessory kit
It's a beast. And at 21,549, it will cripple you financially. Interestingly enough, that about the same price for at new 2005 Chevy Malibu Maxx. Let's look at that
Highlights:
201-hp 3.5L V6 engine
Multi-Flex 60/40 sliding/reclining rear seat
Fixed rear skylight with dual retractable sunshades
16-inch fascia spoke painted silver wheels
Rear cargo panel system
Flat-folding front passenger seat
Available head-curtain side-impact air bags(2)
Available Rear DVD entertainment system
Well that's a weird comparison.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Friday, November 04, 2005
Cru
WOW, the blogging world must be on overload. Mike Edwards with a whole new blog! Brilliant! Joel Manahan with another signature lengthy blog (not a criticism)! This is amazing! So I figured I better not be left behind. If Mike and Joel are updating then I really should be.
Tuesday night I was again annoyed. Some people were talking about an upcoming church service in which 4 people were going to be sing a song. The comment was made "I'll definitely be there" with much excitement. It bugged me that a song would be the motivation to be present in church. What about the preaching of the Word? What about witnessing to someone you don't know? What about praying for eachother? Fill my bucket, fill my bucket, fill MY bucket! That's not what this is all about.
In other news, I went with Stuart to Cru last night. It was the first time I had gone to Cru. The Tapes played, it was good. Michael Brown talked about the questions behind the questions. I know it is a seeker sensitive place, so I wasn't expecting deep Biblical teaching about some passage in Numbers but, I did leave with questions. Which is good because it made me think. There was a part when M. Brown was asking a bunch of questions about God, in my head I had a personal answer for practically everyone. It was good to feel strong in my faith. The other thing about going to Cru was a weird feeling within me. I almost felt nervous. Okay let's think about this. Why would I feel nervous? Am I not sure of my faith? Am I going into a new environment? with new people? who I don't know? Do I really know what to expect? Let me say this, I haven't really been a part of something this size (people-wise) who are my peers for a faith-based meeting. I've usually been older or, there was a more diverse crowd, older people and younger people (like church). But that feeling subsided. It was a good night. And I have a question for Justin, where do you get those number puzzles? Could I join in on the fun? That's all for now.
I Love you Nealey
Tuesday night I was again annoyed. Some people were talking about an upcoming church service in which 4 people were going to be sing a song. The comment was made "I'll definitely be there" with much excitement. It bugged me that a song would be the motivation to be present in church. What about the preaching of the Word? What about witnessing to someone you don't know? What about praying for eachother? Fill my bucket, fill my bucket, fill MY bucket! That's not what this is all about.
In other news, I went with Stuart to Cru last night. It was the first time I had gone to Cru. The Tapes played, it was good. Michael Brown talked about the questions behind the questions. I know it is a seeker sensitive place, so I wasn't expecting deep Biblical teaching about some passage in Numbers but, I did leave with questions. Which is good because it made me think. There was a part when M. Brown was asking a bunch of questions about God, in my head I had a personal answer for practically everyone. It was good to feel strong in my faith. The other thing about going to Cru was a weird feeling within me. I almost felt nervous. Okay let's think about this. Why would I feel nervous? Am I not sure of my faith? Am I going into a new environment? with new people? who I don't know? Do I really know what to expect? Let me say this, I haven't really been a part of something this size (people-wise) who are my peers for a faith-based meeting. I've usually been older or, there was a more diverse crowd, older people and younger people (like church). But that feeling subsided. It was a good night. And I have a question for Justin, where do you get those number puzzles? Could I join in on the fun? That's all for now.
I Love you Nealey
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Convo., Prayer
I had another really good conversation with M. Edwards. It seems like these conversations sneak up on us. We don't really have the preset purpose. It not like "Okay, this is the time when we talk about things". It's just our lives verbally expressed.
I actually had the feeling in my to earnestly pray for someone. Don't get me wrong. I pray for people. I care, I'm not an empty person. Nealey and I pray together and I honestly feel and yearn for these things to happen. I really felt it recently. The power of prayer is awesome. I felt the need to pray. So I did.
I actually had the feeling in my to earnestly pray for someone. Don't get me wrong. I pray for people. I care, I'm not an empty person. Nealey and I pray together and I honestly feel and yearn for these things to happen. I really felt it recently. The power of prayer is awesome. I felt the need to pray. So I did.
Monday, October 24, 2005
Rescue is coming
There is darkness in my skin
My cover is wearin' thin, I believe,
I'd love to start again
Go back to innocence and never leave
Don't give up now
A break in the clouds
We could be found
And there's nothin' wrong with me
It's just that I believe things could get better
And there's nothing wrong with love
I think it's just enough to believe
Don't give up now
A break in the clouds
We could be found
Rescue is coming,
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
And there's nothing wrong with you
And nothing left to do but believe something bigger
And there's nothing wrong with love
I know it's just enough to believe
Don't give up now
A break in the clouds
We will be found
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
Now, Now...
-David Crowder Band, Resuce is Coming (B Walk Down Stairs), A Collision
This may be one of the most powerful songs I've ever heard. So well written, musically and lyricly. It is such a song of hope. Rescue is coming and it is Jesus Christ. What if the rapture comes tomorrow? Do I live like it? What if we are rescued from the slings and arrows of everyday life? What if tomorrow I'm standing before my Creator? Do I look like I have that hope in me? Do I look like that is a real possibility? Is the joy there? Because if you are a believer, you better believe this is one of the most joyous moments.
My cover is wearin' thin, I believe,
I'd love to start again
Go back to innocence and never leave
Don't give up now
A break in the clouds
We could be found
And there's nothin' wrong with me
It's just that I believe things could get better
And there's nothing wrong with love
I think it's just enough to believe
Don't give up now
A break in the clouds
We could be found
Rescue is coming,
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
And there's nothing wrong with you
And nothing left to do but believe something bigger
And there's nothing wrong with love
I know it's just enough to believe
Don't give up now
A break in the clouds
We will be found
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
Rescue is coming
Now, Now...
-David Crowder Band, Resuce is Coming (B Walk Down Stairs), A Collision
This may be one of the most powerful songs I've ever heard. So well written, musically and lyricly. It is such a song of hope. Rescue is coming and it is Jesus Christ. What if the rapture comes tomorrow? Do I live like it? What if we are rescued from the slings and arrows of everyday life? What if tomorrow I'm standing before my Creator? Do I look like I have that hope in me? Do I look like that is a real possibility? Is the joy there? Because if you are a believer, you better believe this is one of the most joyous moments.
Friday, October 21, 2005
Sweet
Alright. You have all seen the sad king, now witness the king transformed. I give you...Happy king.

I had a great conversation with Mike yesterday night at GBC. It started with TMSE practice in the basement, after that Mike stayed and banged on the piano. You can really see his music is heartfelt, it's deep, not shallow. I heard a lot of the new family project and the solo project. It was good to sing along with some classics. Can we call them classics yet? After we had some really good conversation about being Christians and being human. It was good.
Ben (not Genson), Mike (not Jordan), Justin (not Timberlake) this afternoon/evening.

I had a great conversation with Mike yesterday night at GBC. It started with TMSE practice in the basement, after that Mike stayed and banged on the piano. You can really see his music is heartfelt, it's deep, not shallow. I heard a lot of the new family project and the solo project. It was good to sing along with some classics. Can we call them classics yet? After we had some really good conversation about being Christians and being human. It was good.
Ben (not Genson), Mike (not Jordan), Justin (not Timberlake) this afternoon/evening.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Anger
I've been a bit angery lately. By lately I mean, from after worship practice tuesday to waking up today (wednesday). I know why, but then again I don't know why. I'm trying my best here. It seems like I have so many people to not let down,
Parents
Girlfriend
Girlfriends Parents
The Board
The Youth Board
The Youth
Friends
Teachers
Students
Boss
and above all, God. I trying not to let anyone down. I'm trying my best. The Youth Board doesn't want me to let down the Youth, shouldn't they go to the Youth to see that? I really am tired of people just wanting things and not giving any effort for them. I am trying to submit to God first and foremost, and I don't know if they see that. I'm not doing it in order for them to see that, I'm doing it for the reasons that matter, because let's face it, the Youth Board aren't the ones directly touch by my ministry, I'm doing it for the Youth, the future. I'm doing it for God, to be a submissive servant, a teacher, a guide. I'm trying my best. I'm putting in a lot of effort.
Parents
Girlfriend
Girlfriends Parents
The Board
The Youth Board
The Youth
Friends
Teachers
Students
Boss
and above all, God. I trying not to let anyone down. I'm trying my best. The Youth Board doesn't want me to let down the Youth, shouldn't they go to the Youth to see that? I really am tired of people just wanting things and not giving any effort for them. I am trying to submit to God first and foremost, and I don't know if they see that. I'm not doing it in order for them to see that, I'm doing it for the reasons that matter, because let's face it, the Youth Board aren't the ones directly touch by my ministry, I'm doing it for the Youth, the future. I'm doing it for God, to be a submissive servant, a teacher, a guide. I'm trying my best. I'm putting in a lot of effort.
Friday, September 30, 2005
Here it is!
Alright. With the help of Joel, I have successfully got my "song" loaded. I had fun making it, that's what counts right?
HERE
HERE
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Crazy
Life has been kind of busy right now. There are lots of things going on. I am thankful that I work every morning or else I probably wouldn’t get up and be able to get stuff done. I continue to forget the weekly journal for Dr. Meel’s class. Mike, I won’t make fun of you for telling me how hard it is to remember. This past Sunday was so crazy. I lead worship at Grace so, I woke up at 5am, did the powerpoint at church, turned the sound system on, got some mic’s set up and levels correct. At around 8am people started arriving for worship practice, which was good because they were actually on time. Everyone gets there; we are ready to go, but not really. No one has their music ready, no one knows what order the songs are going in. AHHHH, I really thought we had this ready earlier in the week on that one day, what’s that called?.. oh yeah, WORSHIP PRACTICE! Oh well I finish this later, I gotta do a proof.
Friday, September 16, 2005
Song
I recorded a song. It's not really a song. I recorded some notes put together. I'm not sure how I'll get it out.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
I had another dream
Let me first start by saying that Monday night's dream also included Justin Edwards getting married. I was like, whoa!, I thought I was the one getting married soon.
Tuesday night's dream was pretty crazy. Jeremy had taken an eight million dollar loan from a church. (I know it doesn't make sense). I got stung in the foot by a bee. I had this weird feeling in my foot after I got stung. Also, Eric Barton was shooting me with a revolver and I killed him with a rifle. (Note: If you just skipped down to here, this is a description of a dream I had last night, not actual events). It was kinda crazy.
I also tried to solve a math problem in the shower today. I was drawing on the shower door, doing some algebra. I think I've sunk to another low.
Youth group is at Covenant Church, come on out and support Pawn and the Tapes.
Taken, Blessed, Broken, Given.
Tuesday night's dream was pretty crazy. Jeremy had taken an eight million dollar loan from a church. (I know it doesn't make sense). I got stung in the foot by a bee. I had this weird feeling in my foot after I got stung. Also, Eric Barton was shooting me with a revolver and I killed him with a rifle. (Note: If you just skipped down to here, this is a description of a dream I had last night, not actual events). It was kinda crazy.
I also tried to solve a math problem in the shower today. I was drawing on the shower door, doing some algebra. I think I've sunk to another low.
Youth group is at Covenant Church, come on out and support Pawn and the Tapes.
Taken, Blessed, Broken, Given.
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Gentleman's Club
Today I feel so thankful. For everything. I thank God for my blessings and my troubles. Gentleman's club was amazing last night. I went in with the idea that it was going to be real light, nothing too serious, we were making a video about GC. That is exactly when God kicked my butt. God is really developing our group. Tonight, prayer requests were the most intense ever. I could really feel God working. The sense of a being with your brothers was overwhelming. I really do consider each person there my brother. The privilege of prayer is way under-rated. What an honor, blessing, opportunity to communicate with the all powerful creator. I feel so blessed in my current state. Thank you God!
"I want a girl who will let me rebel and revel in it"
"I want a girl who will let me rebel and revel in it"
Monday, September 12, 2005
Truck, Church
For those of you who don't know, my truck was broken for about 3 days. I felt powerless, useless, immobile. Yesterday after church. The amazing mind and hands of Mike Kruger and the wallet of Mr. Barton came together to fix my truck. Something actually physically broke off that was vital to the serpentine belt. I had no power steering which is a fun adventure for those of you who haven't experienced it. But, now it is fixed, well... drivable. We will do more work in the future on it.
Oh yeah, church. It was great, I wore my hair back in a pony tail, it was fun. My head looked so small in my shadow. Jack was preaching, is was a great message. Partly because he wasn't 100% comfortable with it. You could see that the message was very much alive and in motion within him and his life. Forgiveness is a an amazing gift.
I had a dream last night, Mike Rich was doing the dishes. Alas, it was only a dream.
Twas much fun at Sam and Josiah's house last night. So many people in one place. I think almost everyone was there. Except my beautiful Nealey. It was a great time.
Question: What does it feel like to be shot?
Oh yeah, church. It was great, I wore my hair back in a pony tail, it was fun. My head looked so small in my shadow. Jack was preaching, is was a great message. Partly because he wasn't 100% comfortable with it. You could see that the message was very much alive and in motion within him and his life. Forgiveness is a an amazing gift.
I had a dream last night, Mike Rich was doing the dishes. Alas, it was only a dream.
Twas much fun at Sam and Josiah's house last night. So many people in one place. I think almost everyone was there. Except my beautiful Nealey. It was a great time.
Question: What does it feel like to be shot?
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Okay,
I've got a lot to say. I am also %100 positive that I won't be able to say it all on this post. Since my last post, I have seen the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind It brought up some interesting thoughts.
1) How much of my life have I just forgot?
So many things I have experienced, I can't even remember them even happening. How different would my life be if I had that knowledge? People always complemnt me on my good memory, is it really that good? I can tell a lot of things that most people don't remember but, I can't remember my checking account number without looking at the card it is written on. I don't remember my dreams for more than 1 day unless I tell someone. I know what your're thinking I need a journal.
I've got a lot to say. I am also %100 positive that I won't be able to say it all on this post. Since my last post, I have seen the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind It brought up some interesting thoughts.
1) How much of my life have I just forgot?
So many things I have experienced, I can't even remember them even happening. How different would my life be if I had that knowledge? People always complemnt me on my good memory, is it really that good? I can tell a lot of things that most people don't remember but, I can't remember my checking account number without looking at the card it is written on. I don't remember my dreams for more than 1 day unless I tell someone. I know what your're thinking I need a journal.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Ok, So I haven't been very good at this
Ok, sorry for all those who experienced edwards or manahan syndrome while checking my blog only to find a site in dire need of a new post.
School has started. It is going to be a semester of work. SI position will also offer some good times. I really want to put up a quality post, it will have to be in the near future.
School has started. It is going to be a semester of work. SI position will also offer some good times. I really want to put up a quality post, it will have to be in the near future.
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Lots of things
Well, I wanted to post about a bunch of things I'll list them here so that I can remember them.
Smells
Dreams
Okay. Let's start with the smells. I was driving home to BG one night. I had just crossed the maumee river and the smell hit me. It was a smell that I had smelled before. It was a welcomed smell that brought back good memeories. The smell reminded me of going to play Zombie. In summers past, wen I was living in Toledo, I would get a call from Mike or Joel or someone and be invited down to play. I would hop in my truck and speed down I-75. The smell had happend almost every time. There was the smell of the outside, and the mind set that you would be outside, running around in the woods, acting like little kids. It was great. This summer will hold more of that. We will start Zombie back up. We will reclaim the night. I asked Mike if he ever get smells that reminded him of anything. He said yes. Somtimes he catches a whiff of Kenya. I guess that means I'm not crazy after all.
Dreams. Man I had one of the wierdest dreams i have ever had last night. Justin and Mike were in it. We were at my old church in Toledo. Our Lady of Lourdes. However it was not a catholic chuch in my dream. There was a huge conference going on there and I saw an old teacher of mine from St. John's. Br. Moriconi was holdng a session at this conference I walked up to him and it seemed like he did not remember me. I told him he probably did not recoginze me with my long hair. He said, "Actually, I've gone blind. The opperation went wrong and my eyes were not able to be salvaged". Wow. crazy. This session was held in the evening when the sun was going down. It was for adults only. Mike and I had other responsibilties. Since the conference was for adults only, there was going to be a lot of kids with nothing to do. Mike and I were to tell stories to the kids. The Gospel. I think we called it the sermon on the mount because there was a hill there. So, I didn't really expect a lot of kids, but as we walked outside, there were kids covering the whole hill. I looked at Mike and smiled, "This is awesome, I'll get the camera". So I went to a basement where Justin was sleeping. I asked him if I could borrow the camera. He said sure, if and only if you have a tape for it. No problem, I got that. So I got the camera, it was huge. As big as a guitar. I walked outside with the camera and then we started. It was so perfect. So many kids listening to the Gospel. So into it. I felt blessed at that moment. Mike and I shed tears as we walked to the hill and saw all the kids. Such an opportunity. Such a perfect night to learn about God. The sun setting, a campfire burning, each kid glued to the story of God. It was one of the weirdest and most emotional dreams that I had ever had.
Smells
Dreams
Okay. Let's start with the smells. I was driving home to BG one night. I had just crossed the maumee river and the smell hit me. It was a smell that I had smelled before. It was a welcomed smell that brought back good memeories. The smell reminded me of going to play Zombie. In summers past, wen I was living in Toledo, I would get a call from Mike or Joel or someone and be invited down to play. I would hop in my truck and speed down I-75. The smell had happend almost every time. There was the smell of the outside, and the mind set that you would be outside, running around in the woods, acting like little kids. It was great. This summer will hold more of that. We will start Zombie back up. We will reclaim the night. I asked Mike if he ever get smells that reminded him of anything. He said yes. Somtimes he catches a whiff of Kenya. I guess that means I'm not crazy after all.
Dreams. Man I had one of the wierdest dreams i have ever had last night. Justin and Mike were in it. We were at my old church in Toledo. Our Lady of Lourdes. However it was not a catholic chuch in my dream. There was a huge conference going on there and I saw an old teacher of mine from St. John's. Br. Moriconi was holdng a session at this conference I walked up to him and it seemed like he did not remember me. I told him he probably did not recoginze me with my long hair. He said, "Actually, I've gone blind. The opperation went wrong and my eyes were not able to be salvaged". Wow. crazy. This session was held in the evening when the sun was going down. It was for adults only. Mike and I had other responsibilties. Since the conference was for adults only, there was going to be a lot of kids with nothing to do. Mike and I were to tell stories to the kids. The Gospel. I think we called it the sermon on the mount because there was a hill there. So, I didn't really expect a lot of kids, but as we walked outside, there were kids covering the whole hill. I looked at Mike and smiled, "This is awesome, I'll get the camera". So I went to a basement where Justin was sleeping. I asked him if I could borrow the camera. He said sure, if and only if you have a tape for it. No problem, I got that. So I got the camera, it was huge. As big as a guitar. I walked outside with the camera and then we started. It was so perfect. So many kids listening to the Gospel. So into it. I felt blessed at that moment. Mike and I shed tears as we walked to the hill and saw all the kids. Such an opportunity. Such a perfect night to learn about God. The sun setting, a campfire burning, each kid glued to the story of God. It was one of the weirdest and most emotional dreams that I had ever had.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Church, this past Sunday.
This past Sunday, April 24, 2005, was my preaching debut. It was over the passage Matthew 5:43-47. Of course Chapter 5 contains 48 verses, however, the last verse is a full encompassing of all that has been spoken on earlier in Matthew. Sunday was great. I felt really comfortable. Praise God for getting His message across to the congregation. It was really exciting and enjoyable to be up there. People paying attention to you rather than not. Not to say that the Youth Group doesn't pay attention, but sometimes I don't know if they really are listening. I used Justin Edwards song "Wrestling with Greatest Love" for part of the sermon, it was a great fit. I think people were into it. Thanks to all the support, prayers, and people who came out on Sunday. It was very exciting to see my parents in church. Mike, Joel, Stuart, Andrew, Ben, Jenny, and of course Nealey all came out, it was great to experience this with you guys there. I am going to talk about smells in a later post. We'll see how that goes.
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