Yesterday in class, my professor was drawing diagrams frantically all over the board, depicting all sorts of things. In one discussion on the reflection of theology and history, he pointed to one diagram and said,
This is the Church moving through time.
I thought you would appreciate that.
So, I know this is old news, but it’s worth mentioning anyway. Anything you can do in Microsoft Windows can also be done in Linux, only the latter may take four – six months, and could collapse at any time. I have not been able to get my wireless card working for the life of me for the last week or so, but as of 6am this morning, I got it working again. AND I can now play mp3′s on here.
Modules are now half over, and I think I am going to survive. The class is awesome, but I will be glad to resume a normal work/class/sleep schedule next one week from today.
Also, if Michael Hill (I think that was his name?) comes to this website, thanks for the good word! Scott said he gave a guy from church who I haven’t met the name of my website. I should go public with this site, I could make a million dollars.
… peace out.
I call for citizens everywhere to boycott Fox’s show “Family Guy.” Some may do this for the crude jokes, the sexual innuendo, or the poor family ethic displayed. I however call for this for a much worse offense. On tonight’s episode, there was a horrific display of theatric power, as Peter Griffin performed the “Shipoopi” song and dance routine from “The Music Man” in its entirety. And I have been scarred.
It took only a moment for me to decide on the highlight of today. Our department went to Jack Stack for lunch today (which was really good!) and we traveled in two different cars. Our group got there first, and didn’t know what name the reservation was under. When prompted, I replied,
“Sweet Action?”
It’s made me laugh all day long.
BTW, Sweet Action is what we call the server room that we play Halo on during lunch break. I also am going to change my name from Piso Mojado (“Wet Floor”) to Piso Rosado Mojado, (“Wet Pink Floor”). I am a powerhouse in Halo, hence my macho name.
~Piso Rosado Mojado
A couple new things here at JoeDonahue.org! First, I have corrected a longtime bug with the photo gallery user plugin, and so once you login to wordpress, you can click on the link to enter the photo gallery. From there, you can click on the “User Folder” in the upper right upload your own photos!
Also, a new page! On the right you will see “Things I have done.” This is something I’ve been wanting to create for awhile, so let me know what you think.
Literally. The last couple days I have been feeling pretty rough, and we all decided it was Kindra’s fault. And she got Darren sick too, who take a day off from work yesterday. Nice. Also, the most recent edition of Holiness Today arrived this morning, and guess who got a letter printed in it! That’s right, Dave Ardrey! Congrats, Dave. With your consent, I will scan it in and post it on here as a success story.
Tonight was another defeat for the Southwood White team. This game was different from last week’s game in that it was really close, and we were actually ahead until the end of the game (thats when it counts the most!) But it was fun, and we had a few other guys playing tonight, so we got to sub out. It was also cool to see Ryan Scott, who played for the opposing team, and his wife Katelynn. It’s hard to catch up 2 years in 10 minutes, but we tried.
Also, Halo is beginning to overtake the IS department! I found a trial download online which gives you unrestricted multiplayer. We are discussing a clan name, and I think Clan Troost is the most probable at this point. Scott and Steve and I are playing right now, but Darren has promised to join in and others are expressing interest also. Last week I played against Steve and Scott, and although they got the flag more often that I did, I had more kills than they had combined. So Darren and I should be quite the team.
In other news my Introduction to Biblical Studies class starts up a week from Tuesday, so I am finally starting to get my reading done for it. I know that Brad is in that class, so that should be a lot of fun, plus I know I am taking a class with Andy Fey during the regular semester. It’s a lot more enjoyable to have some friends in the class.
Speaking of Brad, I just noticed I missed a call from him.
And a call from Pastor Craig.
And from Firestone.
My phone has been a real burden lately.
I used to have a toenail collection. In high school I would take my clippings and store them in a jar. The end goal of this endevour was to have a Guiness World record for Largest Toenail Collection. For whatever reason I lost the collection and never started it back up again, though I still kind of want to some day (who doesn’t want to be in the Guiness Book?)
For some reason my red-headed wife finds this potential future horrifically disgusting (I really can’t imagine why), and has made me promise not to secretly start up the collection without telling her.
So last night, we were talking and for some reason the topic came up. I said “Not to worry, I’ll find something you really want someday and let you have it in return for you letting me start the ol’ toenail collection up again”
My wife’s response was as follows:
You are not allowed to trade any of our future children for your toenail collection
Ah yes, never a dull moment when you live at The Ardrey
It came to me this morning that most of the really great moments in life, the events that are truly lasting, are not recognizable at the time that they occur. There are clear and distinct exceptions but I know that in my life there are many times when something funny happens and I can be nearly in tears laughing so hard but minutes later I can’t remember what was even said.
And so, the things that aren’t noticeable can sometimes be the most memorable.
One evening my good friend Ken Driscoll and I were headed up to Bangor, ME as we do from time to time to spend some time with the Hodsdon family. It’s a few hours each way so we spent the night, and it was a good time of fellowship and bible study and sneaking downstairs in the middle of night for milk and cookies. (We brought upstairs a full gallon of milk, and ended up puttting the rest of it out on his roof, keeping it cold, so we didn’t have to bring it back downstairs to the fridge!)
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The next morning I discovered that the littlest Hodsdon (who isn’t so little anymore!) Jessie Mae would leave post-it notes hanging around on the kitchen counter with records of who had called on the phone the previous day. I tried reading the name on one of the notes, but it was a curious name and I had to inquire further. I brought the note in to Ken and Charlie and had to ask “Who’s Fiiip?” They had no idea and with some inspection found out it was not Fiiip but Philip, for our other friend Philip Witty had called.
We got a good laugh out of it, but life continues and went on as normal for the rest of the summer… the next year… the next couple of years. College hit like a ton of bricks and Ken and I were even roommates for a couple years. The first couple years of College were an adjustment but my Junior year Ken and I would often go back to Maine and see the Hodsdons at Bible Quiz meets, and have the opportunity to help out. Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. Among a group of quizzers talking I heard someone say “Fiip!” Lo and behold, there is Philip Witty, in all his glorious quizzing garb, responding normally to others that were referring to him as Fiiip! We found out that over the years, this name had caught on, and it became the de facto calling for him. Even the adults there referred to him as Fiiip! (Pronounced ‘Feep’).
It was even funnier, for when I asked people about it, no one knew where the name came from and why they called him that. Even Jessie Mae, from whom this fiasco began, did not know about it. I was obliged to inform.
To this day, he is no longer called Philip, but Fiiip.
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