I'm famous! (Well, relatively speaking)...

I've found my fame on the Presurfer. For those of you scratching your head, and something to the effect of:

"Huh?"

coming out of your mouth, no worries. Presurfer is a blog that collects interesting links, news bits, etc for the interested viewer. A recent post reminded me of a favorite site, Too Much Coffee Man, an internet based comic that is social, political, sarcastic and somewhat dark. (My type of humor)

Anyhoo I passed the link on to Señor Presurfer who liked and put it on his site. It may not be much to you, but means a lot to a fan. Here is the post:

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Too Much Coffee Man (can there ever be too much coffee?) is a comic by cartoonist Shannon Wheeler. Presurfer reader Peter pointed me to the Coffee Man site after my post about INeedCoffee.

According to the author, Too Much Coffee Man started as a joke in 1992. Beginning as a weekly cartoon in the Austin American-Statesman, he now has been seen in such diverse locations as TV Guide, MTV, and an animated Converse shoe commercial. Too Much Coffee Man is about a manic-depressive,obsessive-compulsive, coffee-cup-headed anti-hero. It's not all about coffee, he likes to move into social and political areas as well.

Check out Too Much Coffee Man and take delight in his wisdom: If you can't be happy naturally, be unnaturally happy. Oh, and you don't have to be a coffee addict to enjoy Wheeler's comic.

(Thanks Peter)
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Article can be found at: http://presurfer.meepzorp.com/archive/2005_07_01_archive.html#112280639751862410

*sigh*

I remember the day I walked out of Old Main on Corncobia's (Concordia's) campus. Having turned in my last assignment of my undergraduate college career, a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders! The air was crisp that December day, the buildings and trees were blanketed by a gentle layer of fog. I stood for a moment in the courtyard, gazed upon the "Ole & Lena" statue as my lungs filled themselves of that clean, crisp air. "I'm done." I thought to myself as a smile creeped slowly upon my face. Four and one-half years work resulting in this very moment.

It was a good moment.

A great feeling.

But I'm ready for more. Starting on August 8th, 2005, I will be joining Joshua Redding for a "Distance Learning Adventure" courtesy of Liberty University. We will be pursuing a M.A. in Professional Counseling.

And the world would never be the same.

neverland

Sitting on the porch last night, I was watching two girls race on bikes and one boy popping wheelies on his "training wheels" bike. It inspired me to write a poem, I'll leave the interpretation to you. Feel free to share comments about it!

neverland

the dog's head peaks up for a momentary glimpse
then disappearing back into the tall grass
children race back and forth across the parking lot
on their bicycles
a young boy practicing "popping wheelies"
a fascination that will undoubtably continue past training wheels
to his future pasola or motorcycle

it is dusk and again there is no power
the horizon is marked by the silhouette of palm trees
pine trees and mountains - a pink sky dotted with
lazy grey clouds compose the backdrop
there are white horses in a neighboring field
they whinny, perhaps in conversation with
each other

llego la luz!
our fair town has power again
and so the people celebrate with a laugh and shout
several return inside from their porchesto their business -
others continue their conversation
talking excitedly over the click-clack
of dominoes
the precious few with inverters continue as though nothing happened

the faint rhythm of merengue
pulses in the distance

dusk grows deeper
the boy falls again - running home, though he will not cry
in town there are many boys dressed as men
who also refuse to cry but do not return
home

--11 July 05, Jarabacoa

a simple prayer and a simple poem

The poem was written several years ago, the prayer yesterday. I think their
simplicity speaks volumes and will leave it for your interpretation/comment.

Prayer (10 July 2005) -

Lord, I want peace in my life...
...Lord, I really don't know what I want for my life
...Lord, I want you.

Poem (29 January 2001) -

a billowy cloud of white unfurling itself across the darkened
landscape
covers my fears and burdens in a blanket of white
lifting them
to the heavens,
burdens are mine no more!

rest child for I am with
you always.
--grace

running to humans...

...is what I tend to do when I am stressed or faced with a problem. I am trying my darndest to do that in this situation as well, so I will leave the specifics unspoken. You may or may not have any clue how hard this is for me. I so desperately want to divulge every cry of my heart to any ear that will listen.

But God, in a still, quiet whisper speaks into my ear, "Turn to me, find your strength in me, let me guide you through."

Pray that I have the strength and humility to do this. Even now as I am about to publish the post I am thinking of who I can call to talk to about this situation.