• Is there any such thing as true objectivity? If it is seperate from individual perception, then can God be objective? I don't think that you could be biased and objective both at the same time. And since God is biased towards His Glory and will, then I suppose that he couldn't be objective. Which leads me to ask an interesting question -- Why is it so incredibly difficult to find pictures of Webster on the internet? Yeah, you'll take that one to the grave.
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• I saw my best friend from NY today. I've now seen him five times in the last year, after seeing him only three times in the previous eight. Thats pretty cool, I think.
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• Its all in the name.

I've been using the AOL instant messanger for about a year now, and I spent 99% of that time as mcatdavdon. True, it sounded more like the new sandwich at McDonalds more than a screen name, but it was meant for work related discussions, and therefore, I didn't need a special name. However, since I no longer work at Davdon, I felt that it would be befitting to create more of a character while I spent time on the internet doing whatever I feel like doing when I'm doing it. Thus, the start of not only a screen name, but an identity. Thus, the birth of Handsome Midget.

To be quite frank with you, I think its a bitchin' screen name. Its got a nice ring to it. But, I never expected it to open the flood gates of desirability. I've never been one to meet people on the internet, and I'm still not. I go online to check hockey news/scores, and emails, and of course the occasional banking, and research. But out of no where, I've found myself being constantly interupted by windows of invitation popping up all over the place. And do you know what the recurring answer is as to why these people would want to start a converstation? Because of my name -- Handsome Midget.

But, this is not the only point of interest to these many strangers who seek adventure and intrigue. No. It is also my icon in which they find delight. My icon, which my name so gladly manifests itself, is the visual definition of this wonderful character, Handsome Midget. It may even be the picture of a cultural leader (the research is still being analyzed). So, who is this Handsome Midget? could you say it was me? No, I don't believe that you could. Handsome Midget is more than an author, or dungeon master. Handsome Midget is a very small man, who looks pretty darn good, and is taking over the world!
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• So I got this ticket for running a red light last November, and I finally did the traffic school for it. But here's the beautiful part about it -- I did it on the internet. Yeah, the internet. How cool is that? You just log on, type in the prompted information, and then read through the material. But it gets even better, because you don't really read any of the material at all. Its on some kind of timer thingy, so you can't just flip through the pages, but you can just open another window and play around. Every so many minutes you go back and hit "continue". After each section there's these 4-5 question quizes that you take, which have perks of their own. If you aren't sure of the answer you just flip back a couple pages and look up the answer. Or you just guess, and if you get any wrong, it tells you which ones and what the correct answers are so you can go back and correct it. Then, at the very end, you just complete this test which is compiled of all the short quizes you took and your done. Thats it. You pay online, they send in the information to the court and to you, and thats it. Beautiful, ain't it?


I noticed something on the form though, which I thought was pretty interesting. It says:


Important! Please read: A court may refer you to a traffic violator school at any time.


So, what does that mean? Judge Judy can call me up at any time and say "okay, off to school little boy!"? Cuz that would suck beans...and I don't mean with a 7eleven straw either. I'd be like "Yo, Judge Jude -- you can't be serious, can you? I mean, I imagine you are a prit-tee busy broad, and with all the cases you have to settle redneck disputes over petty change and damages...I mean, how did you ever find time to call me up and order me to traffic violation court?" And Judge Judy would be like "I'll tell you what I don't have time for, it's smart ass son's 'o bitches like you that have a big mouth, pierced eye, and phat mustache. Thats what I don't have time for. Now do me a favor and shut up, go to traffic school, and on your way back pick me up some Mickey-D's." And then I'd go "Look, you old tart -- you'd better back off before I gavel your brains into mush! And believe you me, Mickey-D's is the last thing you want. You know what sort of gas that'll give you? And with your job, I can't imagine it would be considered justice if you were passing farts along with sentences."


And then she wouldn't have a come back, and I'd be the winner and get relieved of my duty to go to traffic school.

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• Okay, I'm going to make a better effert (I know its spelled wrong) to add a few entries here and there, now that I know some people actually look to see what if I'm thinking about things still. This one is for you Rachael ~

Hmmm...what am I thinking? Well, I'm thinking they should bring back reruns of Welcome Back Cotter. If they're actually still playing them any where, then I gotta find out when, cuz that was the best show. Either that, or I could always use a little Buck Rogers. Which, by the way, I think they do show reruns of...but during the crappy hours of the day. Thats what I'm thinking.
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• I had an interesting thought last night, because I was laid off last week. The Supertones left DLB Management, and they took about 70% of our revenue with them, so that meant some corner cutting (aka. two of us lost our jobs). So, I spent a long time yesterday looking for leads through people I've networked with when I went to Nashville, or who I've done work with while I was working for Dave. Naturally, at the end of the night I was laying in bed thinking about the day, and it sort of struck me...and I've realized this before, and I know it just cuz thats how it is, but I thought about what I asked people to pray for. I asked them not to pray that I find another job, because whether or not I ever find one again isn't the issue. I know that God will provide and that everything will work out for the better. So, I asked everyone to pray for my faith to remain strong, so I don't lose focus on that truth. (I hate when people are giving prayer requests and they ask everyone to pray for them because they have a big test coming up. Yeah, so whats the prayer request? That its easy? That its delayed so you can study more? That the teacher grades easy? What is it? Thats not a prayer request. A prayer request is that God will give you the diligence to study, or that you will understand the information, or that you will have the patience to use your brain...whatever your weakness is when taking a test, or preparing for it. Thats a prayer request. So, I think the same is for when your looking for a job. I don't want people to pray that a job will just fall into my lap. I need prayer that I will be better able to prepare myself to do what I need to do to get one. To not be lazy, to not be unrealistic, etc., etc. Or, just that I will be spiritually and emotionally prepared to accept whatever God has in store for me. But anyways...)


So, I was thinking last night while going over all this stuff that here I was asking people to pray for me in this way, yet I hadn't really prayed about it myself. I was telling people that I need to just trust God and He'll give me those strengths, but I wasn't acting on that faith at all really. And so I prayed about that, and then I also realized something pretty awesome about Gods providence. That every little thing that ever happens is totally part of Gods plan, and it was made to happen and not just a chance happening. And all the years I spend, that we spend, on this earth is just soooo small compared to how long we will be in heaven that nothing here really matters when it comes to things like regret, or missed opportunities, or envy, or being out of a job. Of course there are responsiblities we need to pay attention to here in this life, and I don't mean to sound like a fatalist, but it is true that God is in control. And to understand that in its full soverign way means to know that when we say "its part of Gods plan" that we include everything in that thought.


But it was when I thought of these words that all this thinking really struck me in a cool way...all this means that every second that passes by is a second of Gods plan being unfolded and revealed. Every minute, every hour, every day of every year is a revelation. And that, to me, was comforting in that spiritual kinda way. Because that means that none of this life really matters in the way that we often think it does. No matter what happens to me, so long as I am being responsible, I have nothing to be ashamed of or worried about. All this is just a part of His plan to bring me "home".

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