"Work"
Just in case,
I will leave my things packed
So I can run away
I cannot trust these voices
I don't have a line of prospects
that can give some kind of peace
There is nothing left to cling to
that can bring me sweet release
I have no fear of drowning
It's the breathing that's taking all this work
Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
Empty spaces
with shadows hit by streetlights
Warnings signs and weight
of tired conversations
In the absence of a shoulder,
in the abscess of a thief
On the brink of this destruction,
on the eve of bittersweet
Now all the demons look like prophets
and I'm living out
Every word they speak,
every word they speak
Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
Do you know what I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"?
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
What I mean when I say, "I don't want to be alone"
Alone, alone, I don't want to be alone
I have no fear of drowning
It's the breathing that's taking all this work
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Baking - Some Thoughts
Baking has become a rather controversial issue of late, and it will be my attempt to give an introductory look at baking from an incredibly biased point of view. I must emphasis the point that these are my opinions and that I will not be taking the time to try to find actual sources to back me up.
One common misconception is that baking is the same as cooking. It is not! Just because you can cook does not mean you can bake. I can't explain why that is. I know plenty of people who can cook, but they simply can't bake. And I also know people who can bake who can't cook - it works both ways. In both areas you're basically following a recipe, but often times it's the unwritten rules that make the difference in how something turns out. So until someone has actually tried to bake something, don't assume that you can bake. And I will be the first to admit that I am a skeptic about anyone's baking ability until I have actually had something that they've made.
At this point, I'd like to take a moment to extol the virtues of baking (and many can also be applied to cooking). Baking can be a very fun, relaxing process. It requires time and effort, and while the results aren't instantaneous, they do come faster than many things in the universe. It also allows you to eat something that was not made in the school cafeteria (which is always enjoyable). Furthermore, it is a most excellent way to show your consideration for someone else. The gift of a baked good is one of the best (remember this guys: flowers, chocolate and baked goods. The key to making anything right). And if you use your talent enough, everyone will want to be your friend. Which really makes you feel loved.
Moving on.
A Guide to Baking
When you first decide that you want to bake, several things must be taken into consideration. One thing would be time. Depending on what you want to do, you want to have a couple of hours free to do the baking. Another is supplies. What you make depends on what you have (or what you can get). An easy solution is to find a friend you happens to have baking supplies, and then to beg nicely to borrow them. Be prepared to have to give over part of your creation, and that you'll have to wash the dishes afterwards (preferably without breaking them or getting them rusty). There's a price for everything. Always double check the recipe to make sure you have everything. For some of the most basic needs, there's a little convenient store within walking distance of the campus, and if there are greater needs, a quick car ride can be made to Jubilee. All of this must be taken into account in advance - planning ahead is good!
So what should you make? Probably the most common thing that can easily be made by a college student is a brownie mix. All that requires is the boxed mix, oil, water and eggs. Always delicious and easy. Slightly more challenging would be cookies. They come in all shapes, varieties and levels of complexity. Another step up from that would be a cookie cake (or a double layered one if you're really ambitious...or a half-and-half double layered one for someone's birthday if you're just that good...). Of course I've been ignoring the most obvious question - what about cakes? I'm the first to admit that I haven't made a cake since I've come to college, so I wouldn't be sure as to how difficult that would be. I stick to experimenting with cookies. I have a variety of recipes if anyone needs one. And the nice thing about cookies is that you can keep a portion for yourself (presuming that you're planning on giving them to some friends) without your friends ever having to know. And it's really easy to make huge batches of cookies, which is extremely helpful if you know you have to give some to your RA, the girls in the lounge who can smell them cooking, the girls who drop in, the friends who claim to "help" you by licking the bowl, the guys who won't let you visit unless you bring them something to eat...and then there's usually a few left over for yourself.
Another thing which is almost a necessity is good music. There's no point spending a few hours in a kitchen unless you've got your laptop with some music to blast. Remember - you can't leave if you've got something in the oven. It's also handy to have one of your friends on speed dial to grab stuff out of your room that you've forgotten that you needed.
So let's say that you're making chocolate chip cookies. You're going to need some Crisco shortening (don't even think about getting the non-name brand stuff), light brown sugar, milk, vanilla extract, an egg, flour, salt, baking soda, chocolate chips (and anything else you want to throw in). Again, unless you're in the habit of baking frequently, you might want to see if there's someone who has vanilla extract that you can borrow rather than buying a whole bottle yourself. Beyond that, you're going to need a mixing bowl, an electric mixer (unless you're crazy enough to try to do it by hand), a stirring spoon (you will have to stir in the chocolate chips by hand), measuring cups/spoons, spatula, something to get the cookies off the sheet, baking sheets, cooling racks, and oven mitts (or something comparable so you don't burn yourself).
As you can see, deciding to even bake something simply like chocolate chips is not something you can do on a whim. While you don't have to be an expert, it will require a couple hours the first time you try to do it (especially if it's the first time you're doing it by yourself). Another good hint: have someone in mind that you can call if you have questions when you're in the middle of it all (mothers are great for that, and other friends who know how to bake).
Now some may argue that I am taking a far too serious look at this, and that I'm making it out to be much harder than it actually is. Baking gets easier each time you make something, and eventually it becomes quite easy and second nature to you. I was brought up helping my grandmother on her day long baking exploits, so it's much more natural for me. My point isn't that it's incredibly hard, just that it's not something to be taken lightly.
Another question has come up in the past few days as to the abilities of guys to bake compared to girls. This is a rather sticky area. It really varies person to person. There are some girls who can't bake at all, and some guys that are really terrific. But in my experience, girls are generally better than guys. Sorry guys! While you spent your time running outside and scraping your knee, the girls who helped their moms in the kitchen were getting the upper hand in this race. That's not to say that you can't make a comeback. The mere fact that a guy will take time to bake is quite impressive, especially if he does it as a surprise (or as an answer to challenge...either way).
But as I said earlier, I reserve judgement on anyone's baking abilities until I've actually had something they've made, and I applaud the effort of anyone who tries to bake something.
One common misconception is that baking is the same as cooking. It is not! Just because you can cook does not mean you can bake. I can't explain why that is. I know plenty of people who can cook, but they simply can't bake. And I also know people who can bake who can't cook - it works both ways. In both areas you're basically following a recipe, but often times it's the unwritten rules that make the difference in how something turns out. So until someone has actually tried to bake something, don't assume that you can bake. And I will be the first to admit that I am a skeptic about anyone's baking ability until I have actually had something that they've made.
At this point, I'd like to take a moment to extol the virtues of baking (and many can also be applied to cooking). Baking can be a very fun, relaxing process. It requires time and effort, and while the results aren't instantaneous, they do come faster than many things in the universe. It also allows you to eat something that was not made in the school cafeteria (which is always enjoyable). Furthermore, it is a most excellent way to show your consideration for someone else. The gift of a baked good is one of the best (remember this guys: flowers, chocolate and baked goods. The key to making anything right). And if you use your talent enough, everyone will want to be your friend. Which really makes you feel loved.
Moving on.
A Guide to Baking
When you first decide that you want to bake, several things must be taken into consideration. One thing would be time. Depending on what you want to do, you want to have a couple of hours free to do the baking. Another is supplies. What you make depends on what you have (or what you can get). An easy solution is to find a friend you happens to have baking supplies, and then to beg nicely to borrow them. Be prepared to have to give over part of your creation, and that you'll have to wash the dishes afterwards (preferably without breaking them or getting them rusty). There's a price for everything. Always double check the recipe to make sure you have everything. For some of the most basic needs, there's a little convenient store within walking distance of the campus, and if there are greater needs, a quick car ride can be made to Jubilee. All of this must be taken into account in advance - planning ahead is good!
So what should you make? Probably the most common thing that can easily be made by a college student is a brownie mix. All that requires is the boxed mix, oil, water and eggs. Always delicious and easy. Slightly more challenging would be cookies. They come in all shapes, varieties and levels of complexity. Another step up from that would be a cookie cake (or a double layered one if you're really ambitious...or a half-and-half double layered one for someone's birthday if you're just that good...). Of course I've been ignoring the most obvious question - what about cakes? I'm the first to admit that I haven't made a cake since I've come to college, so I wouldn't be sure as to how difficult that would be. I stick to experimenting with cookies. I have a variety of recipes if anyone needs one. And the nice thing about cookies is that you can keep a portion for yourself (presuming that you're planning on giving them to some friends) without your friends ever having to know. And it's really easy to make huge batches of cookies, which is extremely helpful if you know you have to give some to your RA, the girls in the lounge who can smell them cooking, the girls who drop in, the friends who claim to "help" you by licking the bowl, the guys who won't let you visit unless you bring them something to eat...and then there's usually a few left over for yourself.
Another thing which is almost a necessity is good music. There's no point spending a few hours in a kitchen unless you've got your laptop with some music to blast. Remember - you can't leave if you've got something in the oven. It's also handy to have one of your friends on speed dial to grab stuff out of your room that you've forgotten that you needed.
So let's say that you're making chocolate chip cookies. You're going to need some Crisco shortening (don't even think about getting the non-name brand stuff), light brown sugar, milk, vanilla extract, an egg, flour, salt, baking soda, chocolate chips (and anything else you want to throw in). Again, unless you're in the habit of baking frequently, you might want to see if there's someone who has vanilla extract that you can borrow rather than buying a whole bottle yourself. Beyond that, you're going to need a mixing bowl, an electric mixer (unless you're crazy enough to try to do it by hand), a stirring spoon (you will have to stir in the chocolate chips by hand), measuring cups/spoons, spatula, something to get the cookies off the sheet, baking sheets, cooling racks, and oven mitts (or something comparable so you don't burn yourself).
As you can see, deciding to even bake something simply like chocolate chips is not something you can do on a whim. While you don't have to be an expert, it will require a couple hours the first time you try to do it (especially if it's the first time you're doing it by yourself). Another good hint: have someone in mind that you can call if you have questions when you're in the middle of it all (mothers are great for that, and other friends who know how to bake).
Now some may argue that I am taking a far too serious look at this, and that I'm making it out to be much harder than it actually is. Baking gets easier each time you make something, and eventually it becomes quite easy and second nature to you. I was brought up helping my grandmother on her day long baking exploits, so it's much more natural for me. My point isn't that it's incredibly hard, just that it's not something to be taken lightly.
Another question has come up in the past few days as to the abilities of guys to bake compared to girls. This is a rather sticky area. It really varies person to person. There are some girls who can't bake at all, and some guys that are really terrific. But in my experience, girls are generally better than guys. Sorry guys! While you spent your time running outside and scraping your knee, the girls who helped their moms in the kitchen were getting the upper hand in this race. That's not to say that you can't make a comeback. The mere fact that a guy will take time to bake is quite impressive, especially if he does it as a surprise (or as an answer to challenge...either way).
But as I said earlier, I reserve judgement on anyone's baking abilities until I've actually had something they've made, and I applaud the effort of anyone who tries to bake something.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Stay Strong - Newsboys
You're in the moment now
A bitter root
A wandering eye and then
The ties that bind start wearing thin, thin
You're in the moment now
When all you've been blessed with
Is not enough
Here's where the ground gets loose
Here's where the devils call your bluff
Stay strong
You are not lost
Come on and fix your eyes ahead
There's a new dawn to light our day, our day
You've gotta stay strong
You and I run
For the prize that lies ahead
We've come too far to lose our way, our way
We've seen the tragic flaws
The tortured souls
The saints with feet of clay
Here's where sin becomes cliche'
We've come through wilderness and watched
The cloud by day
The burning sky into dawn
Have you forgotten who you are?
Did you forget whose trip you're on?
Stay strong
You are not lost
Come on and fix your eyes ahead
There's a new dawn to light our day, our day
We've gotta stay strong
You and I run
For the prize that lies ahead
We've come too far to lose our way, our way
Get up, there's further to go
Get up, there's more to be done
Get up, this witness is sure
Get up, this race can be won
This race can be won
We've gotta stay strong
You are not lost
Come on and fix your eyes ahead
Our Father's dawn will light our day, our day
Come on and stay strong
His grip is sure
And His patience still endures
There'll be no letting go today, no way
Come on, and stay strong
You and I run
For the prize that lies ahead
We've come too far to lose our way, our way
A bitter root
A wandering eye and then
The ties that bind start wearing thin, thin
You're in the moment now
When all you've been blessed with
Is not enough
Here's where the ground gets loose
Here's where the devils call your bluff
Stay strong
You are not lost
Come on and fix your eyes ahead
There's a new dawn to light our day, our day
You've gotta stay strong
You and I run
For the prize that lies ahead
We've come too far to lose our way, our way
We've seen the tragic flaws
The tortured souls
The saints with feet of clay
Here's where sin becomes cliche'
We've come through wilderness and watched
The cloud by day
The burning sky into dawn
Have you forgotten who you are?
Did you forget whose trip you're on?
Stay strong
You are not lost
Come on and fix your eyes ahead
There's a new dawn to light our day, our day
We've gotta stay strong
You and I run
For the prize that lies ahead
We've come too far to lose our way, our way
Get up, there's further to go
Get up, there's more to be done
Get up, this witness is sure
Get up, this race can be won
This race can be won
We've gotta stay strong
You are not lost
Come on and fix your eyes ahead
Our Father's dawn will light our day, our day
Come on and stay strong
His grip is sure
And His patience still endures
There'll be no letting go today, no way
Come on, and stay strong
You and I run
For the prize that lies ahead
We've come too far to lose our way, our way
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I Believe
There are some moments that make you believe. Then there are moments that make you believe you believe.
When first arriving at college, I was so excited to be challenged. I was ready to have my horizons widened, and ready to learn much more about my faith. I couldn't wait to start that exploration. I quickly discovered that I wouldn't be learning as much from my professors as I would from my peers. That's not to say that my professors weren't excellent examples of faith, or that I learned nothing from them - I certainly did. But they didn't challenge me as much as my peers. I had grown up in what I considered to be a fairly conservative town, went to the same Baptist church for most of my life, and I had what I thought to be an average set of beliefs of the Christian faith. I was shocked when my friends and I started to get into discussions of our faith. While we shared many common beliefs that are basic tenets of the Christian faith, there were innumerable differences.
Looking back, I realize that this shouldn't have surprised me nearly as much as it did. The variety among denominations may not be widely seen in my home town, but it clearly evident at my dinner table at school. After the initial surprise, I took in each and every conversation, making mental notes, carefully trying to remember what exactly each person said, how that tied into their other beliefs, and what Scriptural evidence they had.
Then something happened. I'm not sure when exactly, but I froze. I didn't know it then, but I began to lose my belief. Not my belief in the Christian God, but belief in myself. The views that others expressed were so different that at times it was hard to believe we were still talking about the same God. So I preceded to doubt myself, thinking that somewhere along the line my spiritual training failed, and that I knew very little that I was supposed to know. This lead me on a seemingly endless search to try to get it all sorted out intellectually, and it took all of first semester. Coming to the end of the semester, I had more questions than answers, and resigned myself to the fact that perhaps I just wouldn't be sure unless I was able to find the time to read all the great works of the faith and do a serious independent study. Which wouldn't be very likely to happen, being a music major and all. So I'd have to be content with learning from various discussions and slowly wading through the questions. After all, I felt like I was starting over from scratch.
Over break, there were a combination of moments over the course of a few days that left me somewhat puzzled, but in the best way possible. I felt like God was showing me something, but something I just couldn't quite make out. But the feeling was incredible. All I can describe it is "Ah! So that's what You meant". I felt an incredible peace about the past semester, and unbelievable joy and excitement for the future. Things which had grown old and mundane, almost painful, during the previous semester were given new life. I saw my passions reignited. I was floored. And those moments which opened my eyes in and of themselves may not have seemed like anything, but together they were so powerful.
I was sure that when I returned to school that this feeling wouldn't last - it was a feeling after all. But even when I get tired, stressed and confused, I can't shake it. It's more than a fleeting feeling. I can scarcely hope, but I do pray, that I am learning true joy. That I'm learning to find something good and great that God does each day in my life.
I believe.
Probably the most powerful thing that has happened has been an assurance of faith. I didn't get Him wrong. I'm not spiritually lost or confused. The turmoil of the first semester has only strengthened my faith. If anything, I'm learning to articulate these beliefs of mine. All this, while at the same time learning from the other points of view. And realizing that within the differences lie that commonalities.
But even more than that, I'm discovering myself again. It's okay for me to be who I really am, because those friends who truly care will still be my friends. I can be all silly and giddy as I want to over an incredible musical experience, or something that happens in my lesson or rehearsal, because those who truly care will at least smile and nod, and some will even go further to rejoice with me as I rejoice. We all have diverse interests, and I am by far one of the most conflicted when it comes to my areas of interest (both the open and hidden intellectual passions), but that's simply the joy that comes with being in college.
So if I seem to change over the next few weeks, it's not because I'm really changing. It's because I'm returning to myself. It feels so good to be back.
-KT
PS - I realize my overly vagueness when it comes to this post. I would love to share my experiences and discoveries in detail with anyone who wants to listen.
When first arriving at college, I was so excited to be challenged. I was ready to have my horizons widened, and ready to learn much more about my faith. I couldn't wait to start that exploration. I quickly discovered that I wouldn't be learning as much from my professors as I would from my peers. That's not to say that my professors weren't excellent examples of faith, or that I learned nothing from them - I certainly did. But they didn't challenge me as much as my peers. I had grown up in what I considered to be a fairly conservative town, went to the same Baptist church for most of my life, and I had what I thought to be an average set of beliefs of the Christian faith. I was shocked when my friends and I started to get into discussions of our faith. While we shared many common beliefs that are basic tenets of the Christian faith, there were innumerable differences.
Looking back, I realize that this shouldn't have surprised me nearly as much as it did. The variety among denominations may not be widely seen in my home town, but it clearly evident at my dinner table at school. After the initial surprise, I took in each and every conversation, making mental notes, carefully trying to remember what exactly each person said, how that tied into their other beliefs, and what Scriptural evidence they had.
Then something happened. I'm not sure when exactly, but I froze. I didn't know it then, but I began to lose my belief. Not my belief in the Christian God, but belief in myself. The views that others expressed were so different that at times it was hard to believe we were still talking about the same God. So I preceded to doubt myself, thinking that somewhere along the line my spiritual training failed, and that I knew very little that I was supposed to know. This lead me on a seemingly endless search to try to get it all sorted out intellectually, and it took all of first semester. Coming to the end of the semester, I had more questions than answers, and resigned myself to the fact that perhaps I just wouldn't be sure unless I was able to find the time to read all the great works of the faith and do a serious independent study. Which wouldn't be very likely to happen, being a music major and all. So I'd have to be content with learning from various discussions and slowly wading through the questions. After all, I felt like I was starting over from scratch.
Over break, there were a combination of moments over the course of a few days that left me somewhat puzzled, but in the best way possible. I felt like God was showing me something, but something I just couldn't quite make out. But the feeling was incredible. All I can describe it is "Ah! So that's what You meant". I felt an incredible peace about the past semester, and unbelievable joy and excitement for the future. Things which had grown old and mundane, almost painful, during the previous semester were given new life. I saw my passions reignited. I was floored. And those moments which opened my eyes in and of themselves may not have seemed like anything, but together they were so powerful.
I was sure that when I returned to school that this feeling wouldn't last - it was a feeling after all. But even when I get tired, stressed and confused, I can't shake it. It's more than a fleeting feeling. I can scarcely hope, but I do pray, that I am learning true joy. That I'm learning to find something good and great that God does each day in my life.
I believe.
Probably the most powerful thing that has happened has been an assurance of faith. I didn't get Him wrong. I'm not spiritually lost or confused. The turmoil of the first semester has only strengthened my faith. If anything, I'm learning to articulate these beliefs of mine. All this, while at the same time learning from the other points of view. And realizing that within the differences lie that commonalities.
But even more than that, I'm discovering myself again. It's okay for me to be who I really am, because those friends who truly care will still be my friends. I can be all silly and giddy as I want to over an incredible musical experience, or something that happens in my lesson or rehearsal, because those who truly care will at least smile and nod, and some will even go further to rejoice with me as I rejoice. We all have diverse interests, and I am by far one of the most conflicted when it comes to my areas of interest (both the open and hidden intellectual passions), but that's simply the joy that comes with being in college.
So if I seem to change over the next few weeks, it's not because I'm really changing. It's because I'm returning to myself. It feels so good to be back.
-KT
PS - I realize my overly vagueness when it comes to this post. I would love to share my experiences and discoveries in detail with anyone who wants to listen.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Hymns for the New Year
Great is Thy Faithfulness - Thomas Chishom
Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my father!
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not:
As thou hast been Thou forever wilt be.
Great is Thy faithfulness, Great is Thy faithfulness,
Morning by morning new mercies I see:
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me!
Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.
Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth.
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide,
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!
Alas! And Did My Savior Bleed - Issac Watts
Alas! and did my Savior bleed,
and did my Sovereign die!
Would he devote that sacred
head for sinners such as I?
Was it for crimes that I have done,
he groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! Grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
Well might the sun in darkness hide,
and shut its glories in,
when God, the mighty maker,
died for his own creature's sin.
Thus might I hide my blushing face
while his dear cross appears;
dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
and melt mine eyes to tears.
But drops of tears can ne'er repay
the debt of love I owe.
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
'tis all that I can do.
Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my father!
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not:
As thou hast been Thou forever wilt be.
Great is Thy faithfulness, Great is Thy faithfulness,
Morning by morning new mercies I see:
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord unto me!
Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.
Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth.
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide,
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!
Alas! And Did My Savior Bleed - Issac Watts
Alas! and did my Savior bleed,
and did my Sovereign die!
Would he devote that sacred
head for sinners such as I?
Was it for crimes that I have done,
he groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity! Grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
Well might the sun in darkness hide,
and shut its glories in,
when God, the mighty maker,
died for his own creature's sin.
Thus might I hide my blushing face
while his dear cross appears;
dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
and melt mine eyes to tears.
But drops of tears can ne'er repay
the debt of love I owe.
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
'tis all that I can do.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?
Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?
SARAH PALIN: Before it got to the other side, I shot the chicken, cleaned and dressed it, and had chicken burgers for lunch.
BARACK OBAMA: The chicken crossed the road because it was> time for a change! The chicken wanted change!
JOHN MC CAIN: My friends, that chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.
HILLARY CLINTON: When I was First Lady, I personally helped that little chicken to cross the road. This experience makes me uniquely qualified to ensure right from Day One that every chicken in this country gets the chance it deserves to cross the road. But then, this really isn't about me.
GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is either against us or for us. There is no middle ground here.
DICK CHENEY: Where's my gun?
COLIN POWELL: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.
BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with that chicken. What is your definition of chicken?
AL GORE: I invented the chicken.
JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now and will remain against it.
AL SHARPTON: Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens.
DR. PHIL: The problem we have here is that this chicken doesn't realize that he must first deal with the problem on this side of the road before it goes after the problem on the other side of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his current problems before adding new problems.
OPRAH: Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.
ANDERSON COOPER, CNN: We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed access to the other side of the road.
NANCY GRACE: That chicken crossed the road because he's guilty! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.
PAT BUCHANAN: To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.
MARTHA STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.
DR SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain, alone.
GRANDPA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.
BARBARA WALTERS: Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart-warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting and went on to accomplish its lifelong dream of crossing the road.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace.
BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken 2008, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook. Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken 2008. This new platform is much more stable and will never crash or need to be rebooted.
ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?
COLONEL SANDERS: Did I miss one?
SARAH PALIN: Before it got to the other side, I shot the chicken, cleaned and dressed it, and had chicken burgers for lunch.
BARACK OBAMA: The chicken crossed the road because it was> time for a change! The chicken wanted change!
JOHN MC CAIN: My friends, that chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.
HILLARY CLINTON: When I was First Lady, I personally helped that little chicken to cross the road. This experience makes me uniquely qualified to ensure right from Day One that every chicken in this country gets the chance it deserves to cross the road. But then, this really isn't about me.
GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is either against us or for us. There is no middle ground here.
DICK CHENEY: Where's my gun?
COLIN POWELL: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.
BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with that chicken. What is your definition of chicken?
AL GORE: I invented the chicken.
JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now and will remain against it.
AL SHARPTON: Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens.
DR. PHIL: The problem we have here is that this chicken doesn't realize that he must first deal with the problem on this side of the road before it goes after the problem on the other side of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his current problems before adding new problems.
OPRAH: Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.
ANDERSON COOPER, CNN: We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed access to the other side of the road.
NANCY GRACE: That chicken crossed the road because he's guilty! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.
PAT BUCHANAN: To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.
MARTHA STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.
DR SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain, alone.
GRANDPA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.
BARBARA WALTERS: Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart-warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting and went on to accomplish its lifelong dream of crossing the road.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace.
BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken 2008, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook. Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken 2008. This new platform is much more stable and will never crash or need to be rebooted.
ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?
COLONEL SANDERS: Did I miss one?
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Looking Back
The year of 2008. Wow. January of 2008 seems so long ago.
I was still in high school, in the middle of being tortured by IB, just waiting for that graduation day in June.
I was helping pick up the pieces of a torn band and handing them over to another new director.
I spent an unhealthy amount of time in the band room and the LGI.
Learning of my acceptance to college, and of my scholarships.
The intense (and fun) hours of preparation for Les Mis.
The craziness of trying to have a good parade season.
Cramming for all our IB exams (best cramming ever: Band Hallway. Hurd. Before the HoA exam. Everything you need to know about Canada in 10 min).
Not going on the senior trip, or doing senior skip day, and having about 5 people in our classes. Getting treated as an honorary senior Chorister member by HC.
The great instrument part hiding war of the spring.
Getting the best award ever: the tacky glue award.
The silly string attack.
Actually passing IB.
Actually graduating.
Going to a million and one grad parties.
The odd feeling of not having any projects to work on.
Playing my second official paid gig.
Having my first job giving piano lessons.
Doing my best to conquer an ever growing "to read" list...that ended up being revised several times.
Going on shopping trips to buy stuff for college.
Debating and discussing things with my small group girls.
Learning, actually learning, a crazy amount about the book of Romans.
Baking cookie cakes.
Watching the season premiere of psych.
Going to band camp, and not actually having any real responsibilities, but people still thought I knew everything and that I was in charge.
The pure amazingness of goodmitton (otherwise known as badminton without the rules). Discovering how much fun it is to play "Apples to Apples" for 2.5 hours...just for the sake of going through all the red cards.
Market Street "dates" with my best friends.
Move in day at college.
Meeting a ridiculous amount of people over the course of one weekend.
Celebrating my birthday.
Making new friends who practically become family.
Learning to bribe people with cookies.
Surviving the crazed 125th homecoming.
Going to the Dome to see EHS perform.
Planning a slightly evil attack on a friend's room for his birthday.
Learning so much from the professors....and the lunch table.
Discovering the futility of staying upset with any friend.
Learning to say "I'm sorry".
Learning to trust.
The several concerts and chapel performances.
The sheer amazingness of Prism.
The after Prism improv get-togethers.
Cookie parties.
Casey dates.
Finding ways to cope with finals week.
Making it home through a snow storm.
Spending the first few days home simply doing nothing at all.
Getting together with friends to ring in the new year.
When I look back on the past, whether the last year or my life in general, I'm finding that I have the tendency to over generalize everything. So often I either see all the bad things that happened, or I merely focus on the good, forgetting the "bad" I had to go through. Finding that balance has never been something I'm good at doing. Which is odd, considering that I try to be a realist as often as I can manage to be one (we won't talk about how often that happens). If I'm going to be accurate about my life, I have to take the good and bad, the black and white. There's a reason why half moon cookies are special (or in other areas they're called 'black and white cookies'). My life has been one giant half moon cookie. 2008 is a good year to use as a case study.
At the beginning of the year, I was very much in an "in between" place. The dark clouds of the previous months and years were now gray. Not the nice gray - the disgusting gray. I was doing auditions and other college stuff, or waiting to hear back. I was getting ready for a 3rd band director, and even though I knew she'd do a great job, it was still a transition time. Then, after so many months of dark clouds that lead to the gray clouds, the sun started to come out. I was finding out about my acceptance to colleges, substantial scholarships and whatnot. My favorite two classes were fun again (band and music, in case there was any question). No more fighting or politics. I could enjoy my end of my senior year. Sure, coming to the end of IB nearly killed me (or so it felt), but things were good. I was happy. One wise professora told me : "Remember these days when things turn dark again. Because they will". I thought I understood what she meant. I knew that dark times would come - I lived through them before. But I didn't truly grasp what she was saying. I had a summer of fun, relaxation, and anticipation.
Then I went to college, hardly knowing what to expect, but still having expectations. At first, I loved it. I loved everything about college. It was fantastic. But the darker days did come. There were issues that I wasn't prepared to deal with. Part of that was due to awareness, simply learning more about who I was, and who I wasn't. But things never stop there. Old issues decided that it was time to come back and bother me again. There were the nights I stayed up, caught up in a battle with my thoughts. The nights and days I spent arguing - with others, myself and foolishly enough, with my Creator. Now, don't get me wrong - at the same time things are dark, there are amazing memories to be made and remembered. I have the most amazing friends and family in the world, and if it weren't for them, I'd probably go insane. I'd like to publicly thank you, and you know who you are. Answered my questions that I'm sure seemed rather foolish. Took walks to help be burn off extra energy when I was furious with someone. Forgave me and loved me in spite of my insults and stubborn pride. You are my lifesavers.
So here I am. The end of a year. And I'm left wondering, who am I? I'm not the same person I was last year, not by a long shot. So much has changed. Am I fundamentally different, or are the changes not that substantial? Should I try to reverse the damages done by time? Could I, even if I tried?
Then in the stillness, I hear His voice. I want to speak, I want to ask why, I want Him to fix everything. I want it all to be clear and obvious, just like it used to be. Every moment I think I begin to understand what is going on, I become even more lost.
"Aslan," said Lucy, "you're bigger"
"That is because you are older, little one," answered he.
"Not because you are?"
"I am not. but every year you grow, you will find me bigger"
The discontent I feel now isn't the end. It means that He's going to move me from this place. But He's much bigger than I previously thought. So instead of throwing my hands up in the area and impatiently tapping my foot, I might as well get used to not understanding what is going on.
It's going to be an interesting year.
I was still in high school, in the middle of being tortured by IB, just waiting for that graduation day in June.
I was helping pick up the pieces of a torn band and handing them over to another new director.
I spent an unhealthy amount of time in the band room and the LGI.
Learning of my acceptance to college, and of my scholarships.
The intense (and fun) hours of preparation for Les Mis.
The craziness of trying to have a good parade season.
Cramming for all our IB exams (best cramming ever: Band Hallway. Hurd. Before the HoA exam. Everything you need to know about Canada in 10 min).
Not going on the senior trip, or doing senior skip day, and having about 5 people in our classes. Getting treated as an honorary senior Chorister member by HC.
The great instrument part hiding war of the spring.
Getting the best award ever: the tacky glue award.
The silly string attack.
Actually passing IB.
Actually graduating.
Going to a million and one grad parties.
The odd feeling of not having any projects to work on.
Playing my second official paid gig.
Having my first job giving piano lessons.
Doing my best to conquer an ever growing "to read" list...that ended up being revised several times.
Going on shopping trips to buy stuff for college.
Debating and discussing things with my small group girls.
Learning, actually learning, a crazy amount about the book of Romans.
Baking cookie cakes.
Watching the season premiere of psych.
Going to band camp, and not actually having any real responsibilities, but people still thought I knew everything and that I was in charge.
The pure amazingness of goodmitton (otherwise known as badminton without the rules). Discovering how much fun it is to play "Apples to Apples" for 2.5 hours...just for the sake of going through all the red cards.
Market Street "dates" with my best friends.
Move in day at college.
Meeting a ridiculous amount of people over the course of one weekend.
Celebrating my birthday.
Making new friends who practically become family.
Learning to bribe people with cookies.
Surviving the crazed 125th homecoming.
Going to the Dome to see EHS perform.
Planning a slightly evil attack on a friend's room for his birthday.
Learning so much from the professors....and the lunch table.
Discovering the futility of staying upset with any friend.
Learning to say "I'm sorry".
Learning to trust.
The several concerts and chapel performances.
The sheer amazingness of Prism.
The after Prism improv get-togethers.
Cookie parties.
Casey dates.
Finding ways to cope with finals week.
Making it home through a snow storm.
Spending the first few days home simply doing nothing at all.
Getting together with friends to ring in the new year.
When I look back on the past, whether the last year or my life in general, I'm finding that I have the tendency to over generalize everything. So often I either see all the bad things that happened, or I merely focus on the good, forgetting the "bad" I had to go through. Finding that balance has never been something I'm good at doing. Which is odd, considering that I try to be a realist as often as I can manage to be one (we won't talk about how often that happens). If I'm going to be accurate about my life, I have to take the good and bad, the black and white. There's a reason why half moon cookies are special (or in other areas they're called 'black and white cookies'). My life has been one giant half moon cookie. 2008 is a good year to use as a case study.
At the beginning of the year, I was very much in an "in between" place. The dark clouds of the previous months and years were now gray. Not the nice gray - the disgusting gray. I was doing auditions and other college stuff, or waiting to hear back. I was getting ready for a 3rd band director, and even though I knew she'd do a great job, it was still a transition time. Then, after so many months of dark clouds that lead to the gray clouds, the sun started to come out. I was finding out about my acceptance to colleges, substantial scholarships and whatnot. My favorite two classes were fun again (band and music, in case there was any question). No more fighting or politics. I could enjoy my end of my senior year. Sure, coming to the end of IB nearly killed me (or so it felt), but things were good. I was happy. One wise professora told me : "Remember these days when things turn dark again. Because they will". I thought I understood what she meant. I knew that dark times would come - I lived through them before. But I didn't truly grasp what she was saying. I had a summer of fun, relaxation, and anticipation.
Then I went to college, hardly knowing what to expect, but still having expectations. At first, I loved it. I loved everything about college. It was fantastic. But the darker days did come. There were issues that I wasn't prepared to deal with. Part of that was due to awareness, simply learning more about who I was, and who I wasn't. But things never stop there. Old issues decided that it was time to come back and bother me again. There were the nights I stayed up, caught up in a battle with my thoughts. The nights and days I spent arguing - with others, myself and foolishly enough, with my Creator. Now, don't get me wrong - at the same time things are dark, there are amazing memories to be made and remembered. I have the most amazing friends and family in the world, and if it weren't for them, I'd probably go insane. I'd like to publicly thank you, and you know who you are. Answered my questions that I'm sure seemed rather foolish. Took walks to help be burn off extra energy when I was furious with someone. Forgave me and loved me in spite of my insults and stubborn pride. You are my lifesavers.
So here I am. The end of a year. And I'm left wondering, who am I? I'm not the same person I was last year, not by a long shot. So much has changed. Am I fundamentally different, or are the changes not that substantial? Should I try to reverse the damages done by time? Could I, even if I tried?
Then in the stillness, I hear His voice. I want to speak, I want to ask why, I want Him to fix everything. I want it all to be clear and obvious, just like it used to be. Every moment I think I begin to understand what is going on, I become even more lost.
"Aslan," said Lucy, "you're bigger"
"That is because you are older, little one," answered he.
"Not because you are?"
"I am not. but every year you grow, you will find me bigger"
The discontent I feel now isn't the end. It means that He's going to move me from this place. But He's much bigger than I previously thought. So instead of throwing my hands up in the area and impatiently tapping my foot, I might as well get used to not understanding what is going on.
It's going to be an interesting year.
Quotes from 2008
I don't actually have the ability to narrow quotes down, so here's the long, extended list, with a few of my favorites bolded.
**If you think of anything others, PLEASE comment. It's so much fun going back through these memories!**
"So, what does bread mean, in 'give us this day our daily bread'?"
"FOOD?! I was just starting to not think about how hungry I am!"
Tristan "How many other people have been on Broadway?"
Jeremy "There's been like 500"
Abby "No WAY! There's been way more than 500!"
Me "Okay, Abby, look around you - how many other people in this room have been on Broadway besides yourself?"
Jeremy "I could have been on Broadway..."
"It could be referring to Christ's body, but what else could it be?"
"No way. It's....food symbolizes...knowledge"
"Hey Tristan, nice outfit (all black)"
"Yeah, but then you've got the brown shoes which completely messes it up"
"Why do you have to do that? I was admiring his outfit and you had to point out that he had brown shoes!"
"Well you've got some brown with black gloves going on"
"These are my only pair of gloves"
"Hmmm... too bad"
"Now, we need more people to join prayer partners. They're the people you see leave during the service, and it's not just because of Pastor Boris' teaching."
"Today we have Rick Cornfield here as a speaker, but Pastor Boris will be back speaking tonight, so I told him to pay attention this morning, since he usually doesn't"
"However, pretty soon Pastor Boris won't be speaking anymore"
"PRAISE THE LORD!"
"Okay, I'm not sure that this is biblically accurate, but this is the Cornfield family picture of what happened next..."
"Just the vans" (said by multiple people the entire break)
"What's Wrigley Field?" - Danny
"Dannnnnnny!" -Carole, Jenna, Dorothy, I etc
"All of my friends are dead. I'm the last living member of my bridge club" -Mr. Wailey
South of the Border - need I say more?
"Let's play twister in the hally without a mat!" - Carole
"So how was your ride down?" - Comparing the tortures of the bus vs van
McDonalds. Burger King. Wendys. Subway. Dairy Queen. We did them all.
"Wait - instead of a B-flat concert scale, let's do a B-natural concert scale, right Peter?" - Tom-tom
"PETER!" - The entire jazz band
"YES! If the rest of the show doesn't get them, killing children will!" -Hurd (after Gavroche died)
Referring to Javert's Suicide (in all irony, sarcasm, and joking):
"I thought your suicide was nice last night"
"Thank you. I pride myself on my ability to commit suicide"
"Are you going to put that on your resume?"
"Of course! Not many Ivy League schools have people who can commit suicide like I can"
"You should become a professor of suicide"
"Okay, today we'll discuss why you should commit suicide and the various methods for carrying it out"
"Katie. She plays in the orchestra pit. She plays a lot of instruments I think. But mostly the clarinet, but I'm not sure. She's got blonde hair and I don't know from where. Katie." - Will's amazing song about me
"Murder is rarely a good option" - Mr. Hurd
"There are 4 seasons. Band camp, Field Band, Concert Band and Parade Season." - Peter
"Who needs MTV when you have Keleigh?" -Jeff C
"I think I need to get someone to teach me how to roll my eyes" - Keleigh
"I'm the only person in the world who can mess up making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. But Lauren messed up making Easy Mac!" -Jeff C
"You got into Houghton for your page-turning skills, right?" - Mrs. Foster
"Homework vs. Jesus. Well, I guess it's pretty obvious who wins this one" -Peter
"Smock, have you actually ever had a thought?" -Chris W
"Your name isn't a name! it's a gender!" - Marty
"God was very proud, I mean Guy" - Tom-tom
"KATIE! you are SO mean!" - various people
"No! Don't walk in the door! Just stand there!" - Peter
"You drank how much diet coke?!"
"I know someone who checked out the books written in spanish at our library. There's only 3 by the way"
"Wait - was it that one guy at your party? I think he mentioned something about that to me. I was like 'dude, how old are you?!' "
"I promise I won't be texting all evening" - Carole
*hours later*
"I thought you said you weren't going to be texting!!" -Me
"Peter! How can you drink so much soda? That's just disgusting!"
"That's his second 2L bottle"
"Peter! That's disgusting!"
"Oh, in case I haven't mentioned it to you already, that's his third 2L bottle"
"No, you hadn't mentioned that. That's disgusting"
"Do you mind if I jump on your bushes?" - Danny
"What happened to the birdie?" -Danny
"Uh, Danny....it's in your racket"
"Well, I did hit it pretty hard"
"Baked beans! I won on baked beans!"(While playing Apples to Apples)
"The green card is Touchy-Feelly"
"Teachers"
*pause*
*laughter*
"It's just so much better with Tom-tom here"
"I did NOT put that card down!"
"Unbelieveable."
"My body"
"Wait - you can't take that one out! That has to win! You stink Peter!"
"Who's Jack the Ripper?"
"I'm sorry Pat. You were trumped. Again. This time - Helen Keller"
"Oh, we're just speed racing" -Keister
"Let's just say I haven't heard anything like that before"
"Please don't murder Fanfare for the Common Man" - Me (to Peter)
*after it finishes*
"You just had to play those wrongs notes didn't you?" -Me
"I thought it was a nice touch!" - Peter
"Someone should write a piece entitled 'Fanfare for the Uncommon Man'"
"You mean, Fanfare for Peter Foster?"
"Yes, that would work too"
"Well, I've complained about Subway, Salsaritas, so I guess it's now McDonalds. Well, at least you guys are consistent"
"You were just conducting to yourself. For no reason. You couldn't even see a drum major. You weren't helping anyone. It was like you lost control of your hands"
"It was Swing Swing Swing. I had to conduct it"
"Get into it!"
"Don't be like Peter in last year's show!"
"Andy's not playing. He's dancing"
"Don't worry - Andy won't be there. He's dancing"
"They just changed the drill for you"
"Yeah, and I won't even be here because I'll be dancing"
"So Newhouse is out there setting up a basics block"
"Are you serious?"
"Yes"
"George Shut Up!"
"Yeah, it was hard playing the saxophone in a dress tonight" -Me
"Oh I know how that is" -Peter
"You blew out the candle! You blew out the candle of life! How dare you!.....You blew out my candle! You blew out MY candle of life! You know Katie, you're only blowing out my candle because you feels yours is inadequate!" -Tricia
"I wonder what the tempo is in here....I mean speed limit" -Me
"Talk about living in the shadow of your brother. 'Yeah, my brother is God. What are you gonna do" -Jeff C
"It's the little things in life that matter - like the first time you're able to parallel park on Market Street by yourself"
"It's a pink house on first street-you can't miss it"*later*"Okay, so it's a tan house on second street"
"And what happened to the Gospel?" -Mr. Bennett
"It spread. Like butter" -Ian
"Sultury. Like hot, but not outside" -Me
"Unbelieveable. My body. How could you not pick that?"
"So what, God is a great cosmic chicken in the sky? It says that He has us under His wing, so obviously He must be this great chicken. That's why you can't take everything literally" -Prof Paige
"Is John saying that the end times is going to look like some cheap Japanese horror film? Godilla meets Jesus? The angels said "you blockhead"."-Prof Paige
"Why don't be just go off somewhere else?" -Me
"If you're good, light a candle, sacrifice a chicken and move on"
"You know Richard Stoltzman (famous clarinetist)? His teacher used to say to him 'Remember Richard, when you're sleeping, someone else is practicing'. Here at Houghton, that's probably true. We used to keep the music building open until midnight. Now it's open until 2 am" - Dr. King
*said in a German accent* "We will make you pass. We have ways of making people pass. We will send you to a....tutor....for some....tutoring. Yes, we have ways of making people pass." Dr. King
"I like all the stuff I can do with my face" - Kyle
"Now it's a free for all system. So if you want to practice in one of the rooms with the grand piano, go ahead. A pianist might kill you, but you can do it." -Dr. King
"This is a weird place. No, seriously, it's weird"
"The Jeffersonian Bible cut out any divinity. It made Jesus a Palestian Mr Rogers." Prof. Paige
"Have you ever seen a person in a electric chair? They've got their arms all strapped down and can't move them. That's how you have to play percussion" -"
The Jevoah's Witnesses say that they don't interpret the Bible. That's their interpretation" Prof. Paige
"We're going to pass the offering plate. And for those who don't give, the copperheads" - Prof. Paige
"It's the power of Jesus!!"
"I'm going to go spend some time with Jesus" - Kyle
"Okay, have fun" - Hannah
"Oh we will'
*later*
"Off in a corner with Jesus, eh?"
"Don't worry. We left room for the Holy Spirit."
"First you allow dancing, and then the next thing you know, they're running a brothel out of the basement of Roth!" -Hannah
"I mean, why do they kill themselves?"
"Well, they get like 70 virgins or something"
*later*
"Are we still talking about the virgins?" -Kyle
"Well, if you die, you'll actually just go to Roth" -Hannah
"You have 3 days to convince me not to put my Bob Barr sticker on my backpack" -Kyle
"I look like a liberal compared to most people here" - Me"All those clarinets, sitting in a semi-circle, playing transcriptions" - Dr. King
"So the football team let you be the waterboy, you're fourth string on the basketball team, and you've got a C in Spanish. But by golley you can play the flugelhorn!" - Dr. King
"Behold, the C Major chord!" -Dr. King
"One day you're going to wake up and say 'Seven Eleven Management!" - Dr. King
"I want to be the man in YOUR mirror" - Kyle
"She twinkles!" - Autumn
"You bet she does!" - Kyle
"Yeah, that happened to me last night" - Luke
Humpty Dumpty WASN’T an egg! He was just some ordinary guy who fell off a wall! – Hannah
Poetry was like rock music. –Dr. Paige
All who are thirsty, come to the Hebrew waters and you shall thirst no more – Dr. Paige
I bet you didn’t know Jesus was a rapper – Dr. Paige
We really don’t know what Selah meant. Maybe it meant ‘stand up and dance for 5 min’ – Dr. Paige
There are some of the Psalms that we never seem to use in public. You don’t go to a prayer meeting and say “God has really laid this Psalm on my heart – ‘Blessed are they who dash your babies heads against the rocks’” – Dr. Paige
Go ahead and leave for Chapel if you don’t want the new covenant – Dr. Paige
How do you tell a false prophet from a true one? Just listen to me – Dr. Paige
If you don’t take a day off, you might kill someone – Chapel Speaker
Wrong! You’re supposed to say 0 km because speeding is ILLEGAL! Now all you Canadian are condemned!
Just think – at a moments notice you’ll be able to talk about the Davidic kingdom – think how popular you’ll be at parties! – Dr. Paige
It’s like a rattlesnake that’s rattling at me and I’m poking it saying “I wonder what will happen if I poke it with a sharp object” – Monica (on Kyle)
When I’m leader of the free world who is going to believe you? – Kyle to Hannah
I don’t want to go back to school. It’s the best things that happened to me since sliced bread – Sarah Jane
You could say “Since I’ve gone to Houghton I’ve become a Wiccan” – Sarah Jane
Sabbath Night Live! Live from Jerusalem! – Dr. Paige
Monica, you’re basically the white Oprah -Hannah
Don’t bother doing well in school, 40% of you will get pregnant anyways before you graduate
Beware the man who dresses nice and says “oh baby I love you”. His words drip honey but his heart is black. – Dr. Paige
Have fun tonight. Remember tomorrow is reformation day. – Dr. Paige
I hate Microsoft. It would be terrific, except all the commands are in the wrong place – Dr. Casey
Premarital sex leads to premarital dancing -Dean Brittain
If your father is the head of the Taliban it’s going to be different
That grammar is too good. Let’s mess it up -Dr. Paige
Which is kinda like John at the end of his Gospel saying “psh that’s the best I can do” -Dr. Paige
The truthiness of the Gospels
Nice Praise. It was totally discreet. I totally didn’t notice you walk in. -Luke
I’m going with AD 30 because I feel like it. And I’m the professor – Dr Paige
John the Baptist got his head cut off by a dancing girl. See where dancing gets you. -Dr. Paige
Let’s let the MOTHER OF JESUS pray -Dr. Paige
Nobody says, hey I hear there’s a new theologian in town. Let’s go check him out! – Dr Paige
Stop it! The numbers are good! We’re 10 points above the Pharisees in the polls! - Dr. Paige
Moses is a good wild card - Luke
I like shrooms. Did I just say that out loud? - Luke
Casey dates
1,000 years is like a day to God, but not to Moses – Dr. Casey
Stew, where’s our music?? – Paul
It’s buffering! – Stew
Charging rhinos. Way to play the Africa card. – Hannah C
They say there’s a beech in our justice system. People have been hanging on it for years
If you don’t eat you’ll be around for a month or so and then you’ll be toast – why did I just use that?
We’re too high of status for French dressing
Bake someone happy
Who but a Jew would start a book with a genealogy - Dr. Paige
Some would say it’s better to burn the Torah than to teach it to women -Dr. Paige
Look at heaven. It looks like a chapel service that you scan into and never scan out of -Murph
Why are you children so ugly and your paintings so beautiful? I make my paintings by day and my children by night -Murph quoting a quote
Look at Batman. For most of the movie he stands around the bat cave looking confused -Murph
I watched it again last night on one of those illegally downloaded sites. This is being recorded, isn’t it? -Murph
My grandfather sang that A once. He died. -Luke
I’m so bad at making errors. -Amber
If you’re worried about your grade, I do accept Visa and MasterCard – Dr. Paige
Lucky will grade them. If he licks it, it’ll get an A. If he does something else, well…. –Dr Paige
Hi. I’m from the local church. I don’t usually step into the house of an unclean sinner like you. -Dr. Paige
We heard you went to the house of a Gentile. You think they would have caught him in a bar with a prostitute. -Dr. Paige
Nothing like blood sausage and eggs in the morning -Dr. Paige
Altar call: who would like to be persecuted for Jesus? -Dr. Paige
Be careful with caffeine – Dr. Casey
Stinkin flutes with the stinkin treble clef -Dr. Casey
Lentamente: mints made out of belly button lint -Dr. Casey
Mit kraft: with kraft cheese -Dr. Casey
What are you syllables going to be? -Dr. Casey
Horrific - Luke
Don’t say “crap” on a rest -Dr. Casey
They look like drunk, befuddled reindeer.
Rests are supposed to be part of the music, not spots for interjections – Dr. Casey
There’s a place for forgiveness. This isn’t it. – Dr. Casey
The book of James is like listening to your Grandpa talking – Dr. Paige
There was a shortage of Motel 6s in Ephesus – Dr. Paige
This is a weird place. We've had A violent crime - Dr. King
Yea, even verily -Dr. King
There's a platapus. There wasn't one before. Isn't that weird? - Dr. King
It's easily recognizable. Oh wait, the sun just rose. -Dr. King
We'll abandon this discussion. - Dr. King
It's just a mother bear of music -Dr. King
Hindemith Harp Sonata...now there's a thought -Dr. King
Oh wait! He betrays his prejudices! -Dr. King
It will give you tendonitis just to play through it -Dr. King
Are you going to compare Petersons to Perlman? -Dr. King
Yes - Luke
Nobody loves me Everybody hates me I'm gonna go eat worms -Dr. King
It's like a rock singer, except in the artistic way -Dr. King
From Dr. Sleeth's Lecture:
"I can't touch all of them"
"I felt bathed in it"
"If you were moving back and forth, it was fidgeting. If you were jumping and dancing, it was the Holy Spirit"
"Houghton is the 'Big-hearted, lovey-dovey school'"
"Something happens to community when you get together all the time!"
"I love the physical setting, closeness and proximity"
"I realized I'm not young or middle aged"
"It was really hard work and I wasn't enjoying it much"
"I thought about the pollution and the gas and the noise"
"She looked at me, I looked at her and we gave the cash to somebody else" 8D
"I took my tie off and gave it to her"
"Don't think you're getting an invitation to my house just because you gave me your tie"
"It's more important to share than to get what you want"
"Be generous until it hurts"
Ok, so let's put this on the board. "Er Ist Kalt". Directly translated from German, I'm saying that he is cold. What did I really say in German? I said he is gay.
Danny Kim - "Are you serious?"
Dr. Paige - "Do I look like I'm kidding?"
People lived in fear of the stars. In Genisis, the stars were just nightlights that God tossed off. He just dissed every religion of the Ancient Near East! - Dr. Paige
(Deuteronomy) There are no CareBears floating in the air, no rainbows, no music... you don't like it, but you love them. -Dr. Paige
Your crops don't grow, you have a small problem... you die. -Dr. Paige
Elijah's up on the mountain saying 'Your Baal ain't squat! It's not gonna rain, Neh nyeh neh!' -Dr. Paige
YOU JUST DIED! -Dr. Paige
(Amos 6:4) They sit there by their swimming pools, getting drunk and playing the harp like David did. 'Yeah, do that "I'm a Material Israelite!" That was a big hit back in 9th century BC!' -Dr. Paige
What is prophecy? A divine schedule for the end of the world? -Dr. Paige
(Jeremiah 20:8) They mock him on "Sabbath Night Live" in Jerusalem..
Jeremiah gives a report card for society: Justice, F- Caring for Poor, F. Religious, F. -Dr. Paige
(Amos) The rich get wealthy and the poor get the shaft. Thank GOD it's not like that anymore! -Dr. Paige
The Stones are their own tribute band -Dr. King
The fiddleonia -Dr. King
Let's leave the fall out for a second *poof* no fall! -Dr. King
I don't like Bach vocal music *gasp* -Dr. King
I made the mistake of watching Psycho when I was a freshman in college. I still haven't gotten over it. I watched it from under the dashboard (drive-in movie) -Dr. King
I know I don't care if I like rap or not -Dr. King
If you watch the sunrise....if you get up that early.... -Dr. King
Bach spent his time teaching 7th grade Latin. He was a junior high teacher! -Dr. King
There will always be princes. There will only be one Beethoven.
Some of you had wonderful youth ministers. Some of you didn't! -Dr. King
"Yay life. Yay school. Yay caffeine" - Connie
(Apples to Apples)
"Katie, I've got the perfect one for you..." -Luke
"Green card: hopeless. The winning card: girlfriends" -Me
"What?"
"I'm sorry - Luke had the perfect card!"
"So the first conversation of 2009 was about Luke's love life" -Me
"Or lack of a love life" -Luke
"That's pretty depressing" -Me
"Almost as bad as if we talked about yours! Oh!" - Luke
"Wow Peter - you just sounded like Kyle!" -Me
"That's it! I'm calling you Kyle if you're going to behave like that!" -Luke
"So life is like bowling. You can try to spin the ball, but it's really all out of your control anyways" -Luke
"And what's knocking down the pins?" -Mr. Foster
"Evangelisim!" -Luke
"So I think it already turned midnight" -My dad
"People keep sending me text messages" -Luke
"NO! It's not 2009 until the cuckoo bird says so! That's why I come every year!" -Giuseppe
"It's not a waltz! It's in 4/4 time!" -Me
"Katie - sh!" -Luke
"How do you know? It could be in 6/8!" -Caleb
"I have the piano music!" -Me
"So I heard about your little dating situation" -Mr. Foster
"Uh, yeah. It's complicated" -Me
"I have no love life" -Luke
"I'm there for you Luke!" -Katie
"Katie - give up!" - Luke
"Wow. It took us 50 min into 2009 before we started bashing the WHS band!" -Me
"Yeah, well, I think assassins are good at killing people" -Luke
"Did you just seriously make that comparison?" -Me
"Yes" -Luke
"That's the best one I've ever heard!" -Me
"We have to have a movie night" -Me
"I was actually planning on breaking into your house and stealing your dvd. But that would work too" -Kayla
"My body. I have got to stop saying that" -Luke
"You know you're life is pretty lame when you start quoting past Apples to Apples games during the middle of a current game." -Me
"And that would be Katie's life" - Kayla
**If you think of anything others, PLEASE comment. It's so much fun going back through these memories!**
"So, what does bread mean, in 'give us this day our daily bread'?"
"FOOD?! I was just starting to not think about how hungry I am!"
Tristan "How many other people have been on Broadway?"
Jeremy "There's been like 500"
Abby "No WAY! There's been way more than 500!"
Me "Okay, Abby, look around you - how many other people in this room have been on Broadway besides yourself?"
Jeremy "I could have been on Broadway..."
"It could be referring to Christ's body, but what else could it be?"
"No way. It's....food symbolizes...knowledge"
"Hey Tristan, nice outfit (all black)"
"Yeah, but then you've got the brown shoes which completely messes it up"
"Why do you have to do that? I was admiring his outfit and you had to point out that he had brown shoes!"
"Well you've got some brown with black gloves going on"
"These are my only pair of gloves"
"Hmmm... too bad"
"Now, we need more people to join prayer partners. They're the people you see leave during the service, and it's not just because of Pastor Boris' teaching."
"Today we have Rick Cornfield here as a speaker, but Pastor Boris will be back speaking tonight, so I told him to pay attention this morning, since he usually doesn't"
"However, pretty soon Pastor Boris won't be speaking anymore"
"PRAISE THE LORD!"
"Okay, I'm not sure that this is biblically accurate, but this is the Cornfield family picture of what happened next..."
"Just the vans" (said by multiple people the entire break)
"What's Wrigley Field?" - Danny
"Dannnnnnny!" -Carole, Jenna, Dorothy, I etc
"All of my friends are dead. I'm the last living member of my bridge club" -Mr. Wailey
South of the Border - need I say more?
"Let's play twister in the hally without a mat!" - Carole
"So how was your ride down?" - Comparing the tortures of the bus vs van
McDonalds. Burger King. Wendys. Subway. Dairy Queen. We did them all.
"Wait - instead of a B-flat concert scale, let's do a B-natural concert scale, right Peter?" - Tom-tom
"PETER!" - The entire jazz band
"YES! If the rest of the show doesn't get them, killing children will!" -Hurd (after Gavroche died)
Referring to Javert's Suicide (in all irony, sarcasm, and joking):
"I thought your suicide was nice last night"
"Thank you. I pride myself on my ability to commit suicide"
"Are you going to put that on your resume?"
"Of course! Not many Ivy League schools have people who can commit suicide like I can"
"You should become a professor of suicide"
"Okay, today we'll discuss why you should commit suicide and the various methods for carrying it out"
"Katie. She plays in the orchestra pit. She plays a lot of instruments I think. But mostly the clarinet, but I'm not sure. She's got blonde hair and I don't know from where. Katie." - Will's amazing song about me
"Murder is rarely a good option" - Mr. Hurd
"There are 4 seasons. Band camp, Field Band, Concert Band and Parade Season." - Peter
"Who needs MTV when you have Keleigh?" -Jeff C
"I think I need to get someone to teach me how to roll my eyes" - Keleigh
"I'm the only person in the world who can mess up making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. But Lauren messed up making Easy Mac!" -Jeff C
"You got into Houghton for your page-turning skills, right?" - Mrs. Foster
"Homework vs. Jesus. Well, I guess it's pretty obvious who wins this one" -Peter
"Smock, have you actually ever had a thought?" -Chris W
"Your name isn't a name! it's a gender!" - Marty
"God was very proud, I mean Guy" - Tom-tom
"KATIE! you are SO mean!" - various people
"No! Don't walk in the door! Just stand there!" - Peter
"You drank how much diet coke?!"
"I know someone who checked out the books written in spanish at our library. There's only 3 by the way"
"Wait - was it that one guy at your party? I think he mentioned something about that to me. I was like 'dude, how old are you?!' "
"I promise I won't be texting all evening" - Carole
*hours later*
"I thought you said you weren't going to be texting!!" -Me
"Peter! How can you drink so much soda? That's just disgusting!"
"That's his second 2L bottle"
"Peter! That's disgusting!"
"Oh, in case I haven't mentioned it to you already, that's his third 2L bottle"
"No, you hadn't mentioned that. That's disgusting"
"Do you mind if I jump on your bushes?" - Danny
"What happened to the birdie?" -Danny
"Uh, Danny....it's in your racket"
"Well, I did hit it pretty hard"
"Baked beans! I won on baked beans!"(While playing Apples to Apples)
"The green card is Touchy-Feelly"
"Teachers"
*pause*
*laughter*
"It's just so much better with Tom-tom here"
"I did NOT put that card down!"
"Unbelieveable."
"My body"
"Wait - you can't take that one out! That has to win! You stink Peter!"
"Who's Jack the Ripper?"
"I'm sorry Pat. You were trumped. Again. This time - Helen Keller"
"Oh, we're just speed racing" -Keister
"Let's just say I haven't heard anything like that before"
"Please don't murder Fanfare for the Common Man" - Me (to Peter)
*after it finishes*
"You just had to play those wrongs notes didn't you?" -Me
"I thought it was a nice touch!" - Peter
"Someone should write a piece entitled 'Fanfare for the Uncommon Man'"
"You mean, Fanfare for Peter Foster?"
"Yes, that would work too"
"Well, I've complained about Subway, Salsaritas, so I guess it's now McDonalds. Well, at least you guys are consistent"
"You were just conducting to yourself. For no reason. You couldn't even see a drum major. You weren't helping anyone. It was like you lost control of your hands"
"It was Swing Swing Swing. I had to conduct it"
"Get into it!"
"Don't be like Peter in last year's show!"
"Andy's not playing. He's dancing"
"Don't worry - Andy won't be there. He's dancing"
"They just changed the drill for you"
"Yeah, and I won't even be here because I'll be dancing"
"So Newhouse is out there setting up a basics block"
"Are you serious?"
"Yes"
"George Shut Up!"
"Yeah, it was hard playing the saxophone in a dress tonight" -Me
"Oh I know how that is" -Peter
"You blew out the candle! You blew out the candle of life! How dare you!.....You blew out my candle! You blew out MY candle of life! You know Katie, you're only blowing out my candle because you feels yours is inadequate!" -Tricia
"I wonder what the tempo is in here....I mean speed limit" -Me
"Talk about living in the shadow of your brother. 'Yeah, my brother is God. What are you gonna do" -Jeff C
"It's the little things in life that matter - like the first time you're able to parallel park on Market Street by yourself"
"It's a pink house on first street-you can't miss it"*later*"Okay, so it's a tan house on second street"
"And what happened to the Gospel?" -Mr. Bennett
"It spread. Like butter" -Ian
"Sultury. Like hot, but not outside" -Me
"Unbelieveable. My body. How could you not pick that?"
"So what, God is a great cosmic chicken in the sky? It says that He has us under His wing, so obviously He must be this great chicken. That's why you can't take everything literally" -Prof Paige
"Is John saying that the end times is going to look like some cheap Japanese horror film? Godilla meets Jesus? The angels said "you blockhead"."-Prof Paige
"Why don't be just go off somewhere else?" -Me
"If you're good, light a candle, sacrifice a chicken and move on"
"You know Richard Stoltzman (famous clarinetist)? His teacher used to say to him 'Remember Richard, when you're sleeping, someone else is practicing'. Here at Houghton, that's probably true. We used to keep the music building open until midnight. Now it's open until 2 am" - Dr. King
*said in a German accent* "We will make you pass. We have ways of making people pass. We will send you to a....tutor....for some....tutoring. Yes, we have ways of making people pass." Dr. King
"I like all the stuff I can do with my face" - Kyle
"Now it's a free for all system. So if you want to practice in one of the rooms with the grand piano, go ahead. A pianist might kill you, but you can do it." -Dr. King
"This is a weird place. No, seriously, it's weird"
"The Jeffersonian Bible cut out any divinity. It made Jesus a Palestian Mr Rogers." Prof. Paige
"Have you ever seen a person in a electric chair? They've got their arms all strapped down and can't move them. That's how you have to play percussion" -"
The Jevoah's Witnesses say that they don't interpret the Bible. That's their interpretation" Prof. Paige
"We're going to pass the offering plate. And for those who don't give, the copperheads" - Prof. Paige
"It's the power of Jesus!!"
"I'm going to go spend some time with Jesus" - Kyle
"Okay, have fun" - Hannah
"Oh we will'
*later*
"Off in a corner with Jesus, eh?"
"Don't worry. We left room for the Holy Spirit."
"First you allow dancing, and then the next thing you know, they're running a brothel out of the basement of Roth!" -Hannah
"I mean, why do they kill themselves?"
"Well, they get like 70 virgins or something"
*later*
"Are we still talking about the virgins?" -Kyle
"Well, if you die, you'll actually just go to Roth" -Hannah
"You have 3 days to convince me not to put my Bob Barr sticker on my backpack" -Kyle
"I look like a liberal compared to most people here" - Me"All those clarinets, sitting in a semi-circle, playing transcriptions" - Dr. King
"So the football team let you be the waterboy, you're fourth string on the basketball team, and you've got a C in Spanish. But by golley you can play the flugelhorn!" - Dr. King
"Behold, the C Major chord!" -Dr. King
"One day you're going to wake up and say 'Seven Eleven Management!" - Dr. King
"I want to be the man in YOUR mirror" - Kyle
"She twinkles!" - Autumn
"You bet she does!" - Kyle
"Yeah, that happened to me last night" - Luke
Humpty Dumpty WASN’T an egg! He was just some ordinary guy who fell off a wall! – Hannah
Poetry was like rock music. –Dr. Paige
All who are thirsty, come to the Hebrew waters and you shall thirst no more – Dr. Paige
I bet you didn’t know Jesus was a rapper – Dr. Paige
We really don’t know what Selah meant. Maybe it meant ‘stand up and dance for 5 min’ – Dr. Paige
There are some of the Psalms that we never seem to use in public. You don’t go to a prayer meeting and say “God has really laid this Psalm on my heart – ‘Blessed are they who dash your babies heads against the rocks’” – Dr. Paige
Go ahead and leave for Chapel if you don’t want the new covenant – Dr. Paige
How do you tell a false prophet from a true one? Just listen to me – Dr. Paige
If you don’t take a day off, you might kill someone – Chapel Speaker
Wrong! You’re supposed to say 0 km because speeding is ILLEGAL! Now all you Canadian are condemned!
Just think – at a moments notice you’ll be able to talk about the Davidic kingdom – think how popular you’ll be at parties! – Dr. Paige
It’s like a rattlesnake that’s rattling at me and I’m poking it saying “I wonder what will happen if I poke it with a sharp object” – Monica (on Kyle)
When I’m leader of the free world who is going to believe you? – Kyle to Hannah
I don’t want to go back to school. It’s the best things that happened to me since sliced bread – Sarah Jane
You could say “Since I’ve gone to Houghton I’ve become a Wiccan” – Sarah Jane
Sabbath Night Live! Live from Jerusalem! – Dr. Paige
Monica, you’re basically the white Oprah -Hannah
Don’t bother doing well in school, 40% of you will get pregnant anyways before you graduate
Beware the man who dresses nice and says “oh baby I love you”. His words drip honey but his heart is black. – Dr. Paige
Have fun tonight. Remember tomorrow is reformation day. – Dr. Paige
I hate Microsoft. It would be terrific, except all the commands are in the wrong place – Dr. Casey
Premarital sex leads to premarital dancing -Dean Brittain
If your father is the head of the Taliban it’s going to be different
That grammar is too good. Let’s mess it up -Dr. Paige
Which is kinda like John at the end of his Gospel saying “psh that’s the best I can do” -Dr. Paige
The truthiness of the Gospels
Nice Praise. It was totally discreet. I totally didn’t notice you walk in. -Luke
I’m going with AD 30 because I feel like it. And I’m the professor – Dr Paige
John the Baptist got his head cut off by a dancing girl. See where dancing gets you. -Dr. Paige
Let’s let the MOTHER OF JESUS pray -Dr. Paige
Nobody says, hey I hear there’s a new theologian in town. Let’s go check him out! – Dr Paige
Stop it! The numbers are good! We’re 10 points above the Pharisees in the polls! - Dr. Paige
Moses is a good wild card - Luke
I like shrooms. Did I just say that out loud? - Luke
Casey dates
1,000 years is like a day to God, but not to Moses – Dr. Casey
Stew, where’s our music?? – Paul
It’s buffering! – Stew
Charging rhinos. Way to play the Africa card. – Hannah C
They say there’s a beech in our justice system. People have been hanging on it for years
If you don’t eat you’ll be around for a month or so and then you’ll be toast – why did I just use that?
We’re too high of status for French dressing
Bake someone happy
Who but a Jew would start a book with a genealogy - Dr. Paige
Some would say it’s better to burn the Torah than to teach it to women -Dr. Paige
Look at heaven. It looks like a chapel service that you scan into and never scan out of -Murph
Why are you children so ugly and your paintings so beautiful? I make my paintings by day and my children by night -Murph quoting a quote
Look at Batman. For most of the movie he stands around the bat cave looking confused -Murph
I watched it again last night on one of those illegally downloaded sites. This is being recorded, isn’t it? -Murph
My grandfather sang that A once. He died. -Luke
I’m so bad at making errors. -Amber
If you’re worried about your grade, I do accept Visa and MasterCard – Dr. Paige
Lucky will grade them. If he licks it, it’ll get an A. If he does something else, well…. –Dr Paige
Hi. I’m from the local church. I don’t usually step into the house of an unclean sinner like you. -Dr. Paige
We heard you went to the house of a Gentile. You think they would have caught him in a bar with a prostitute. -Dr. Paige
Nothing like blood sausage and eggs in the morning -Dr. Paige
Altar call: who would like to be persecuted for Jesus? -Dr. Paige
Be careful with caffeine – Dr. Casey
Stinkin flutes with the stinkin treble clef -Dr. Casey
Lentamente: mints made out of belly button lint -Dr. Casey
Mit kraft: with kraft cheese -Dr. Casey
What are you syllables going to be? -Dr. Casey
Horrific - Luke
Don’t say “crap” on a rest -Dr. Casey
They look like drunk, befuddled reindeer.
Rests are supposed to be part of the music, not spots for interjections – Dr. Casey
There’s a place for forgiveness. This isn’t it. – Dr. Casey
The book of James is like listening to your Grandpa talking – Dr. Paige
There was a shortage of Motel 6s in Ephesus – Dr. Paige
This is a weird place. We've had A violent crime - Dr. King
Yea, even verily -Dr. King
There's a platapus. There wasn't one before. Isn't that weird? - Dr. King
It's easily recognizable. Oh wait, the sun just rose. -Dr. King
We'll abandon this discussion. - Dr. King
It's just a mother bear of music -Dr. King
Hindemith Harp Sonata...now there's a thought -Dr. King
Oh wait! He betrays his prejudices! -Dr. King
It will give you tendonitis just to play through it -Dr. King
Are you going to compare Petersons to Perlman? -Dr. King
Yes - Luke
Nobody loves me Everybody hates me I'm gonna go eat worms -Dr. King
It's like a rock singer, except in the artistic way -Dr. King
From Dr. Sleeth's Lecture:
"I can't touch all of them"
"I felt bathed in it"
"If you were moving back and forth, it was fidgeting. If you were jumping and dancing, it was the Holy Spirit"
"Houghton is the 'Big-hearted, lovey-dovey school'"
"Something happens to community when you get together all the time!"
"I love the physical setting, closeness and proximity"
"I realized I'm not young or middle aged"
"It was really hard work and I wasn't enjoying it much"
"I thought about the pollution and the gas and the noise"
"She looked at me, I looked at her and we gave the cash to somebody else" 8D
"I took my tie off and gave it to her"
"Don't think you're getting an invitation to my house just because you gave me your tie"
"It's more important to share than to get what you want"
"Be generous until it hurts"
Ok, so let's put this on the board. "Er Ist Kalt". Directly translated from German, I'm saying that he is cold. What did I really say in German? I said he is gay.
Danny Kim - "Are you serious?"
Dr. Paige - "Do I look like I'm kidding?"
People lived in fear of the stars. In Genisis, the stars were just nightlights that God tossed off. He just dissed every religion of the Ancient Near East! - Dr. Paige
(Deuteronomy) There are no CareBears floating in the air, no rainbows, no music... you don't like it, but you love them. -Dr. Paige
Your crops don't grow, you have a small problem... you die. -Dr. Paige
Elijah's up on the mountain saying 'Your Baal ain't squat! It's not gonna rain, Neh nyeh neh!' -Dr. Paige
YOU JUST DIED! -Dr. Paige
(Amos 6:4) They sit there by their swimming pools, getting drunk and playing the harp like David did. 'Yeah, do that "I'm a Material Israelite!" That was a big hit back in 9th century BC!' -Dr. Paige
What is prophecy? A divine schedule for the end of the world? -Dr. Paige
(Jeremiah 20:8) They mock him on "Sabbath Night Live" in Jerusalem..
Jeremiah gives a report card for society: Justice, F- Caring for Poor, F. Religious, F. -Dr. Paige
(Amos) The rich get wealthy and the poor get the shaft. Thank GOD it's not like that anymore! -Dr. Paige
The Stones are their own tribute band -Dr. King
The fiddleonia -Dr. King
Let's leave the fall out for a second *poof* no fall! -Dr. King
I don't like Bach vocal music *gasp* -Dr. King
I made the mistake of watching Psycho when I was a freshman in college. I still haven't gotten over it. I watched it from under the dashboard (drive-in movie) -Dr. King
I know I don't care if I like rap or not -Dr. King
If you watch the sunrise....if you get up that early.... -Dr. King
Bach spent his time teaching 7th grade Latin. He was a junior high teacher! -Dr. King
There will always be princes. There will only be one Beethoven.
Some of you had wonderful youth ministers. Some of you didn't! -Dr. King
"Yay life. Yay school. Yay caffeine" - Connie
(Apples to Apples)
"Katie, I've got the perfect one for you..." -Luke
"Green card: hopeless. The winning card: girlfriends" -Me
"What?"
"I'm sorry - Luke had the perfect card!"
"So the first conversation of 2009 was about Luke's love life" -Me
"Or lack of a love life" -Luke
"That's pretty depressing" -Me
"Almost as bad as if we talked about yours! Oh!" - Luke
"Wow Peter - you just sounded like Kyle!" -Me
"That's it! I'm calling you Kyle if you're going to behave like that!" -Luke
"So life is like bowling. You can try to spin the ball, but it's really all out of your control anyways" -Luke
"And what's knocking down the pins?" -Mr. Foster
"Evangelisim!" -Luke
"So I think it already turned midnight" -My dad
"People keep sending me text messages" -Luke
"NO! It's not 2009 until the cuckoo bird says so! That's why I come every year!" -Giuseppe
"It's not a waltz! It's in 4/4 time!" -Me
"Katie - sh!" -Luke
"How do you know? It could be in 6/8!" -Caleb
"I have the piano music!" -Me
"So I heard about your little dating situation" -Mr. Foster
"Uh, yeah. It's complicated" -Me
"I have no love life" -Luke
"I'm there for you Luke!" -Katie
"Katie - give up!" - Luke
"Wow. It took us 50 min into 2009 before we started bashing the WHS band!" -Me
"Yeah, well, I think assassins are good at killing people" -Luke
"Did you just seriously make that comparison?" -Me
"Yes" -Luke
"That's the best one I've ever heard!" -Me
"We have to have a movie night" -Me
"I was actually planning on breaking into your house and stealing your dvd. But that would work too" -Kayla
"My body. I have got to stop saying that" -Luke
"You know you're life is pretty lame when you start quoting past Apples to Apples games during the middle of a current game." -Me
"And that would be Katie's life" - Kayla
Resolutions
**This is Part 2 of my 'New Years' Entry (the first being the list of quotes). Part 3 coming soon**
I don't typically make New Years Resolutions. To me, that's setting up an unrealistic expectation that I'll never be able to make. If I was ever truly going to make a change in my life, why would I wait until January 1 to make it? Last year, however, I did post a list of things I wanted to change. Here's that list, and how I did:
-Practice my clarinet more
Well, this one is tricky. I left it rather open-ended as to what "more" actually meant. I think it's safe to say that I did not consistently practice my clarinet "more" through out 2008
-Walk the dog every single day
When I made this one, I forgot that I live in an area that has low temps, snow and a disgusting wind chill factor.
-Cut back on soda (okay, I really doubt that's going to happen)
Are you kidding me? Did anyone really think I was capable of doing that? And did I really think I'd cut back when I went to college?
-Make sure I take time to relax and not go completely insane over IB
I was a DP student with a tendency to procrastinate. FAIL
Then there are other things, like apply for scholarships, put more effort into Bio homework, show up to Bio on time, that I need to do whether I want to or not. And maybe, just maybe, I might start exercising again (GASP)! Although I'll probably count walking the dog as my daily exercise
Okay, I did manage to apply for some scholarships, and occasionally I put more effort into my Bio homework, I did manage to get to Bio on time....for a week or so...but Mrs. Taylor was cool with it : P And no, I was far too busy/lazy to start exercising again.
So overall, I would say my resolutions for 2008 were almost at the level of "epic fail". Even so, I feel it is my duty to create another list of "resolutions" for 2009
-Practice my clarinet more
-Do my laundry more often so it doesn't take half a day
-Consistently keep my room clean
-Create a study/play schedule that gets me to bed at a decent hour
-Take more personal time, to simply listen to music or journal
-My goal for the summer of 2009: see how many works of CS Lewis I can read in one summer
-Finally be able to reconcile my past with my present and trusting God to help me move forward
I guess in a year we'll see how well I do this time......
I don't typically make New Years Resolutions. To me, that's setting up an unrealistic expectation that I'll never be able to make. If I was ever truly going to make a change in my life, why would I wait until January 1 to make it? Last year, however, I did post a list of things I wanted to change. Here's that list, and how I did:
-Practice my clarinet more
Well, this one is tricky. I left it rather open-ended as to what "more" actually meant. I think it's safe to say that I did not consistently practice my clarinet "more" through out 2008
-Walk the dog every single day
When I made this one, I forgot that I live in an area that has low temps, snow and a disgusting wind chill factor.
-Cut back on soda (okay, I really doubt that's going to happen)
Are you kidding me? Did anyone really think I was capable of doing that? And did I really think I'd cut back when I went to college?
-Make sure I take time to relax and not go completely insane over IB
I was a DP student with a tendency to procrastinate. FAIL
Then there are other things, like apply for scholarships, put more effort into Bio homework, show up to Bio on time, that I need to do whether I want to or not. And maybe, just maybe, I might start exercising again (GASP)! Although I'll probably count walking the dog as my daily exercise
Okay, I did manage to apply for some scholarships, and occasionally I put more effort into my Bio homework, I did manage to get to Bio on time....for a week or so...but Mrs. Taylor was cool with it : P And no, I was far too busy/lazy to start exercising again.
So overall, I would say my resolutions for 2008 were almost at the level of "epic fail". Even so, I feel it is my duty to create another list of "resolutions" for 2009
-Practice my clarinet more
-Do my laundry more often so it doesn't take half a day
-Consistently keep my room clean
-Create a study/play schedule that gets me to bed at a decent hour
-Take more personal time, to simply listen to music or journal
-My goal for the summer of 2009: see how many works of CS Lewis I can read in one summer
-Finally be able to reconcile my past with my present and trusting God to help me move forward
I guess in a year we'll see how well I do this time......
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