Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 48
Sign: Leo
City: Eden Prairie
State: MINNESOTA
Country: US
Signup Date: 4/30/2005
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Saturday, July 21, 2007
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Current mood:  mellow
Again, it's been awhile since my last entry and, again, I apologize. Just to update anyone that cares on my life, here goes:
Just signed another year lease on my apartment in Eden Prairie. I just love it here! Good walking paths, close to work (a key component now days with the price of gas...10 min. from work!!), great neighborhood, etc.
My family reunion is coming up in the middle of August. I am helping plan and run that this round. I still have some details to work out with the other planners. I am looking forward to seeing my relatives, as the Sands are a close knit clan. Some, I see on a weekly/bi-weekly bases, some not for a few years.
Also, coming in August, is my home town's county fair and our Minnesota State Fair. As I have probably over stated in past blog entries, this is one of THE highlights of my summer. Wierd Al Yankovic is going to be at the State Fair this year...I might have to attend that event!! Wierd Al....my hero!! Other highlights are fishing and camping, both of which I haven't had or made time for yet.
Work is going alright. There is always politics involved but I try as much as I can to stay out of that. But, being a manager, one cannot avoid this 100 percent. There are lots of changes going down at the moment but, if you are not moving forward, you are standing still.
Well, I need to enjoy this day as much as I can. Tomorrow, it is supposed to be in the 90's with high humidity. Thanks for reading!!
In Him,
String
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Wednesday, September 27, 2006
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Current mood:  dorky
Category: MySpace
Yes, after much pestering by quite a few people, I have finally posted current pictures. Now, they are not too professionally made....just by a web cam sitting on my couch, but they are current.
Mothers, cover your childrens' eyes!! I may cause nightmares!!!
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Friday, September 22, 2006
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: MySpace
Today, I added a couple more pictures to my profile. Although none of them are actually pictures of me, they do portray my personality pretty good. I added my favorite Gary Larson - Far Side cartoon and made it my primary picture.
Also, added a Kenny Marks' video. Kenny, where are you man? I miss your music and ministry!!!
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Tuesday, September 19, 2006
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Current mood:  artistic
Category: Music
Today I found the motherload of Petra Videos and added them to my page. The location of them on my page is not concrete (I may add them down the left hand side of the page along side of the comments) but I wanted to quickly get them added, as I am at work at the moment.
This look is temporary so I apologize for the location of them but not the content. These guys deserve a major spot on my page and they have influenced me and helped me in my walk with Christ throughout my 45 years on this dingy planet.
Hope you enjoy!!
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Sunday, August 27, 2006
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Current mood:  content
Category: Food and Restaurants
Well, it's State Fair time here in Minnesota. They say we have one of the best state fairs in the country and I will not even begin to argue with them.
Went to the fair yesterday (Friday) with my sister and brother-in-law after I got off of work at noon. I, like each year, wasn't disappointed. I didn't get all the food I do as in recent years but I am going with my friend and his girlfriend from my hometown tomorrow.
I ate like a pig but never got sick....yet. You say, "Doug, what did you all have?". Well, let me tell you then. I had the typical Corn Dog, Pickle Dog (Dill pickle slice with cream cheese wrapped in pastrami, for those of you who are illerate in the art of fair food eating), deep fried pickle chips, lefsa, clam strips, Sweet Martha's Cookies, Buffalo Burgers, and the list goes on.
Some stuff I will have tomorrow that I missed is Walleye On A Stick, Elephant Ears/Funnel Cakes, Scotch Egg, Deep Fried Elegator (If I can pick up enough nerve), Roasted Corn On The Cob, and the list keeps going on.
Hopefully my legs or feet don't fall off! Until next time, God Bless!!
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Monday, August 21, 2006
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Current mood:  content
Category: MySpace
Hey, all! Not to sound too stuck up and stuff, but I am very particular who I add as a friend on here.
I do not try to get as many friends as possible....not playing that game. My friends have to either be real life friends, Christian brothers and sisters, real family, or bands that promote the Gospel of Christ.
Before I add friends, I go to their profile and go thoroughly through it. If there is questionable material, if is a band not glorifying Christ, or if someone is just trying to get as many friends as possible (and I do not know you), then I will not approve you.
Let me emphasize that I only want a pure friend list. I am not stuck up, just particular. The friends and bands I have on my friend page, I have gone through individually and made sure they are God/family friendly friends.
Thanks for understanding my point of view.
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Monday, August 14, 2006
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Current mood:  content
Category: Life
I took off last Thursday and Friday, spending it with family and friends. A much needed time!! I spent it going to our local county fair. Ugggh, the food was great but I ate too much! At least, some of the walking may have worked the food out of me! This is just an appetizer for the State Fair...can't wait.
Today (August 14) is my younger brother's birthday. Not the one on my friends list, for those that may know that character. Then, this old geezer turns 45 on Wednesday. Wow, me 45? Still feel 15, man!! As they say, "I may grow older but I refuse to grow up!". I think I got that Peter Pan syncrome, minus the tights.
Well, better get to bed. This Peter Pan has to get up at 6 a.m. I don't live in Never Never Land, although it would be fun.
Until next time, see you around if I don't see you square!!
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Monday, August 07, 2006
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Current mood:  grateful
The day is over and you are driving home. You tune in your radio and hear a little blurb about a little village in India where some villagers have died suddenly, strangely, of a flu that has never been seen before. Apparently it's not influenza, but three villagers are dead, and everyone's confused, yet fearfully interested, in how this has happened. They're sending some doctors over there to investigate it.
You don't think much more about it. In fact, you've forgotten about it. But on Sunday, coming home from church, as you're listening to the radio, you hear an updated report on the situation that once seemed unfortunate but quite insignificant. You hear the reporter say that it's no longer three villagers,it's 30,000 villagers in the back hills of this particular area of India.
You're told that more details will be given on TV that night. CNN runs a little blurb. People are heading there from the disease center in Atlanta because this disease strain has never been seen before. By Monday morning when you get up, it's the lead story. For one day later, it's not just India; it's Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iran. And before you know it, you're hearing this story everywhere and they have coined it now as "the mystery flu".
The President has made some comment that he and everyone are praying and hoping that all will go well over there. But everyone is wondering, "How are we going to contain it?" That's when the President of France makes an announcement that shocks Europe. He is closing their borders. No flights from India, Pakistan, or any of the countries where this thing has been seen.
It's now Monday night and you are watching a little bit of CNN before going to bed. Your jaw hits your chest when a weeping woman is translated from a French news program into English: "There's a man lying in a hospital in Paris dying of the mystery flu." It has come to Europe. Panic strikes. And as best they can tell, once you get it, you have it for a week without even noticing it. After the week is over you then have four days of unbelievable symptoms. Then you die.
Britain decides to close it's borders, but it's too late. South Hampton, Liverpool, North Hampton all report cases of the mystery flu.
It's Tuesday morning when the President of the United States makes the following announcement: "Due to a national security risk, all flights to and from Europe and Asia have been canceled. If your loved ones are overseas, I'm sorry. They cannot come back until we find a cure for this thing."
Within four days our nation has been plunged into an unbelievable fear. People are buying masks for their face in hopes of preventing this deathly drama from unfolding in their lives. Panic preludes every discussion as people talk about the possibility of this unidentified death sentence penetrating our country. Some preachers go so far as to say, "It's the scourge of God."
It's now Wednesday night and you are at a church prayer meeting when somebody runs in from the parking lot and says, "Turn on a radio, turn on a radio." While the church listens to a little transistor radio with a microphone stuck up to it, the announcement is made: "Two women are lying in a Long Island hospital dying from the mystery flu." Within hours it seems, this thing just sweeps across the country. People are working around the clock trying to find an antidote, but nothing is working. California, Oregon, Arizona, Florida, Massachusetts. It's as though it's just sweeping in from every border. Then, all of a sudden the news comes out.
The code has been broken. A cure can be provided. A vaccine can be made. It's going to take the blood of somebody who hasn't been infected. And so, sure enough, all through the Midwest, through all those channels of emergency broadcasting, everyone is asked to do one simple thing: "Go to your downtown hospital and have your blood type taken. That's all we ask of you. When you hear the sirens go off in your neighborhood, please make your way quickly, quietly, and safely to the hospitals."
Sure enough, when you and your family get down there late that Friday night, there is a long line. They've got nurses and doctors coming out and pricking fingers and taking blood and putting labels on it to make sure it doesn't get lost in the infected blood. Your wife and your kids are out there, and they take your blood type and they say, "Wait here in the parking lot and if we call your name, you can be dismissed and go home." You stand around scared with your family and neighbors wondering what in the world is going on.
You always thought that some day the world may come to end. But at this moment it seems to as though this is it.
Suddenly a young man comes running out of the hospital screaming. He's yelling a name and waving a clipboard. What? He yells it again! Your son tugs on your jacket and says, "Daddy, that's me." Before you know it, they have grabbed your boy. In fear you shout, "Wait a minute, hold it! What's going on?" And they tell you, "It's okay, his blood is clean. His blood is pure.
We want to make sure he doesn't have the disease. We think he has got the right type." Five tense minutes later, out come the doctors and nurses, crying and hugging one another. Some are even laughing. It's the first time you have seen anybody laugh in a week, and an old doctor walks up to you and says, "Thank you, sir. Your son's blood type is perfect. It's clean, it is pure, and we can make the vaccine."
As the word begins to spread all across the parking lot full of folks, people are screaming and praying and laughing and crying. But then the gray-haired doctor pulls you and your wife aside and says, "May we speak to you in private for a moment? We didn't realize that the donor would be a minor and we need.. . we need you to sign a consent form." You begin to sign and then you see that the number of pints of blood to be taken is empty. "H-h-h-how many pints?" you ask. And that is when the old doctor's smile fades and he says, "We had no idea it would bea little child. We weren't prepared. We need it all!" "But but...", you say. "You don't understand. We are talking about the world here. Please sign. We - we need it all - we need it all!" "But can't you give him a transfusion?" "If we had clean blood we would. Can you sign? Would you sign?" In numb silence you do. Then they say, "Would you like to have a moment with him before we begin?"
Could you walk back? Could you walk back to that room where your son sits on a table saying, "Daddy? Mommy? What's going on?" Could you take his hands and say, "Son, your mommy and I love you, and we would never ever let anything happen to you that didn't have to be. Do you understand that?"
And when that old doctor comes back in and says, "I'm sorry, we've - we've got to get started. People all over the world are dying." Could you leave? Could you walk out while your son is saying, "Dad? Mom? Dad? Why - why have you turned away from me? Why are you turning your back on me?"
And think about next week when they have a ceremony to honor your son. Think about those people who sleep through the ceremony, and the people who don't even come because it's the weekend and they always go to the lake on the weekend.
And then there's the people who come with a pretentious smile and just pretend to care. How would you feel? Wouldn't you want to jumpup and say, "MY SON DIED! DON'T YOU CARE? YOU HAVE LIFE BECAUSE OF HIM AND THIS IS HOW YOU RESPOND!?"
A deadly plague has infected every person on this earth. Only it's not a plague that eats away at our flesh. It eats away our spirit and affects our soul. The plague is sin. In His great love for us, while humankind was still full of sinners, God sent His Son to die for us. When we place our trust in Him and have faith in what He has done on our behalf, it's like recieving new blood that the litle boy provided. You not only recieve new blood, but you recieve a new life. Now the question to you is, "How do you respond to what God has done for you?"
Could this be what God is saying? Could this be what God is feeling? "MY SON DIED. DON'T YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I CARE?"
"Father, seeing it from your eyes breaks our hearts. Maybe now we begin to comprehend the great love you have for us. Amen "
-- Author Unknown --
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Sunday, August 06, 2006
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Current mood:  satisfied
Category: Life
Well, I've been in my new apartment for a little over a month and am loving it. The area is pretty cool. There is walking paths all over the place that remind me of hiking in a state park. Today, I took a path that went longer then I expected. That is good, as I need the excercise. But, these old bones are feeling it now!!
I am still unpacking and forsee me doing so for several months. My sister has moved in part time so that frees me up 250 dollars a month plus the saving of gas. It is only 10 minutes to work now instead of 45 minutes on a busy road. I can now make my tank of gas last just about 2 weeks as before I was lucky to get 4 days out of it.
I've been in my job for over 9 months now and am loving it. It is nice to have a great boss that empowers you to do your job!! Oh, there is office politics like any other place but it is so much better when you have positive support from your boss and fellow co-workers.
Needless to say, I am in better spirits now days. The job is going well, I am living in a better area, and I am alright in the finance department.
Well, best get to bed. Morning comes quicker then I like it to. Until next time, God bless!!
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Tuesday, July 04, 2006
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Current mood:  annoyed
Category: MySpace
Alight, I'll say this once and only once!!
Anyone requesting to be my friend, better not be promoting porn. If I see racy pictures in your profile, I will instantly Deny that requestor. To those that want to push that type of stuff upon my area of Myspace....knock it off! It ain't gonna happen!!
Repeat violaters will be reported!!!
My Myspace is a family-friendly place. I serve a living God and anything that does not lift up the name of Jesus and God, is not welcome here.
Off my pedistal!
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