...a depressing lull in online activity!!!?

What happened? It's been like 3 weeks of silence!!! No blogging whatsoever!

It's been over a month for me. I'm not sure why.

Sometimes, while driving this semi-truck out in the middle of nowhere, America, I go through periods of time where it's difficult for me to communicate with anyone in any way which requires any effort. So, I shoot off a text message to Ben, and I don't call my Aunt and other various people who have left Voicemails on my phone. A text to Ben is effortless, he doesn't expect anything (usually), and I can cut off communication any time I feel it's getting too obnoxious or something.

I have been trying to listen to more books lately, which has been moderately succesful, and should prove to be moreso in the coming months. I occasionally think about something brilliant, and it's usually lost to the wind before I can get it to Ben, or when I do get it to Ben, he kills it.

I have had an increase in the desire to know more about everything, which is awesome. I feel a desire to live as a creature made in God's image. God is brilliant, creative, and has created me to be such, and to enjoy being such. God is succesful, and has created me to be succesful in whatever I do. I feel this desire more strongly now than I ever have before.

I got a tan while in Texas (a.k.a. sheol). It's going to last for a while, and I am moderately proud of it, though I would never tell you that to your face, I will in a blog.

My hair is increasingly looking more and more like Jesus' hair must have, I only wish my soul would follow my hair. It is shoulder length, and now stays out of my eyes with little effort. Soon, I will put all of it in Dreadlocks, THAT will be fun. I love the art of intimidation, and, dreadlocks tend to intimidate people. Also, I have never had dreadlocks before, so it will be something new and fun. My hair has never been this long, and I've never been so proud of it, though I would never say it out loud.

I am, I suspect, as apathetic about politics as most of the people in my generation are, though I am very inspired by Barak Obama. He is the best political speaker I have ever heard, the most inspirational and effective. He exudes confidence and leadership. Much of the country will be willing to follow this man, and hopefully he will take us in a good direction. I say hopefully because nothing is sure in the political world, and the man who sits and prays with you stabs you in the back when you get up to leave. Just because Obama is not Huckabee does not mean he will take this country in a wrong direction. He represents, in my opinion, the largest portion of Americans, and will no doubt be elected as a result. Enough politics.

I love driving this truck. I love being so large on the road, and scaring all the little cars around me. I love the intimidation of it all. I love all the bugs we massacre, not to mention dogs, armadillos, sheep, goats, shopping carts, street signs, pigs, birds, deer, turtles, frogs, snakes, mice, rabbits, and tumbleweeds. I love it when the rain comes and washes the blood off of our front bumper, and the bug guts off the windshield.

I love driving in heavy traffic, especially down a long stretch of highway, where the left lane is closed way way ahead, and all the silly lemming drivers get in the right lane as fast as they can, and I drive miles and miles down the road in the left lane until I am forced by the cones to get over. I love it when people get angry at me for doing that, feeling that I am "cutting in line" or something absurd like that, when in reality, that is a false understanding of the whole concept of a merge from two lanes into one.

Here's the deal. Leading up to the ACTUAL merge point (where the cones block off the left lane and force everyone into the right lane...) there are signs placed, which say different things.
"left lane closed ahead"
"merge right"
and so on and so forth.

However, as we all know, it is a dog eat dog world, and if you get over as soon as you see the early warning signs, certain other cars will pass you in the left lane (which is empty by this point), and will travel on for perhaps miles before they end up getting over, saving themselves precious time at your expense. Here is what OUGHT to happen in a merge situation.

Everyone goes as far in either lane as they are able, and then when the cones come, one car from each lane is admitted into the new right lane. This is safer than people merging sporadically, trying to be "polite" to social norms which are stupid and false.

But, seeing as the society is jacked, people like me profit massively. The best thing is when a car tries to cut me off as I am merging at the cones. The car feels like, since HE has been in the right lane all this time, and he got in early, there's no way he is going to let me in, after I've zoomed up in the left lane. So I pull my airhorn (which, is quite loud compared to a compact car's horn), until he feels embarrased and compelled to let me in. The very thing which got him into the right lane so early in the first place made him let me in when I pressured him. Conclusion? People are VERY, VERY DUMB, and believe irrational things for non-existent reasons.

Anyway, I get my kicks out here on the road, often at the expense of other people. It's like when you are stopped at a crosswalk, and the person walking across has a "walk" sign, and yet, simply because you are turning right at the light, they feel compelled to "hurry" so that you don't have to wait for them. So, no matter if they are a crippled grandma or a mother with 7 kids, they...RUN. Yes!!! Run for ME!!!!!! RUN!!!!! I laugh. And when it's my turn to walk across the crosswalk, I walk as slowly as I can, perhaps stopping to tie my shoe halfway across. I'm just like that I guess. I enjoy it immensly. Some people think I am horrible for this, and I think they are stupid.

I miss Portland immensly. I am considering teaching music when back there, as well as finishing my degree at Multnomah Bible college. I would also love to write, though in what capacity I have not decided. I would also like to take over the world, but that will have to wait for now. I want to plant churches eventually, and preach the gospel. I want to drink coffee and see the city more. I miss it immensly.

Sarah is a wonderful companion to me, like a second mind constantly nearby to bounce ideas off of, to give another perspective on things...she tends to balance me out a little...which is good. I want to be balanced. And fair. And balanced. Yes.