Yo.

Peace out.

If any trouble comes of this Metro blog, it's all Stacey's fault. ;)  Nah, but she suggested I write about my Metro adventures, as I was telling her about them this morning.  I'd love to, but I had no idea where to start, so I'll start at the moment of inspiration.  I'd thought of writing about the adventures, but I also have started developing ( Read more... )

I should have posted this the couple of weeks ago when I actually saw it, so I could actually say...

Out on the road today, saw a Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac.

I waited for a little voice inside my head to say, "Don't look back, you can never look back."  But it didn't come.

It was pretty funny.  I saw the sticker on the way to work.  It was the ( Read more... )

Today is Talk Like a Pirate Day.

Peace arrr.

- Chris

I'll be singing John Lennon's "Imagine" at church this Sunday in remembrance of 9/11.  I hadn't even realized that the day was coming up until September 10, when a coworker brought it up.  I had intended to sing a different song for Sunday, 9/13.  But after being reminded by my coworker, and hearing "Imagine" on my iPod, I knew I wanted to change ( Read more... )

Spotted this week:

On the way to work in DC, I saw a car with this bumper sticker:

"Don't pray in my school, and I won't think in your church."

That got a laugh out of me.  Now, there's nothing wrong with voluntary praying in school.  It's just involuntary institutionalized prayer that I agree should be banned.  But I loved the turnabout on that ( Read more... )

Sixteen year old Kiera Brinkley, who had both arms and both legs amputated at age two because of pneumococcosis, has been admitted to Julliard as a dancer.  Here is an article, with video of her dancing:

http://www.kgw.com/news-local/stories/kgw_072709.80108747.html

Peace out.

- Chris

When Andy Warhol died in 1984, he left behind boxes and boxes of things he collected starting in1973.  They are still sorting through and cataloguing his collection.  Apparently, one thing was a signed poster of Jackie Onassis Kennedy before she married Jack, while she was skinny-dipping.

Check it out:

http://news.aol.com/article/andy-warhols-junk- ( Read more... )

Continuing the thought from the previous entry, something else that my work situation reminds me of is an essay I read for a philosophy seminar I attended the summer after sixth grade.  The seminar was part of a two-week Arts and Humanities Maryland Summer Center program held at University of Maryland at College Park.  The essay was about the ( Read more... )

I once read a book when I was in elementary school.  I think it might have been in third grade.  Maybe fourth grade.  It was a collection of horror stories.  Now, what such a book was doing on the shelf of an elementary school classroom shelf is beyond me, but I read the stories.  Maybe I'm entirely mis-remembering the grade when I read it.  But I ( Read more... )