Art of the Saber

For all you Star Wars geeks out there, I present to you Art of the Saber. It's a fantastic fan-made film with great fight choreography. George Lucas must have peed his pants when someone with a lower budget than him made a better fight scene than he ever had.



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Me And My Music

Hello, Blogger! It's been a while. I know last post I did I said that I would post more frequently, but it would seem I lied. That was not my intent, I assure you. I will get better.

UPDATE: I flew up to Minnesota on Monday to meet my brother then we drove home. Lots of fun happened, Top 5 List game all day yesterday, and pony burgers (Not burgers made from small horses - small size horseshoes [Don't know what a horseshoe is? Check it out here.

Anyways, on to the topic of my post for this particular post: music. I don't consider myself very artistic with my music like most people. Frankly, I think that people who just listen to artsy music are kind of snobbish. There are so many genres out there other than Indie and the many sub-genres that it has - which is gigantic...and ridiculous.

Anyways, on the ride home from Minnesota and through the ginormous state of Illinois (57, 918 square miles), we had my iPod on shuffle. I don't have a lot of music - only about 550 songs. And some people may say it's too mainstream, but that's ok with me. Music is not a lifestyle; it's something I do when I want to relax and sing along.. Some people take their music way too seriously. They get offended if someone disses their favorite bands.

That's ridiculous. People who treat their music like it's the only music in the world really need to get out more. For you audiophiles out there, chill out! It's ok!

As for me and my household, we shall listen to music we genuinely enjoy.

My favorite thing about the bands I like is when the albums they make, suit them. I prefer to hear a band play something they like playing as opposed to whatever trend is out in the world at the moment. For example, Anberlin's New Surrender: fits them perfectly. Not saying I don't love their other albums. I enjoy Never Take Friendship Personal and I adore Blueprints For The Black Market. Blueprints and New Surrender are Anberlin in all their wonderfulness. The lyrics and the musical arrangements fit lead singer Stephen Christian's melancholy voice perfectly. And I love the occaisional synthesizer thrown in to complete their almost Cure-like sound.

Anyways, that's the end of my rant. Thanks for reading and see you in future posts. Adios.

Weclome Bak!

I have returned! I've been considering a comeback for several weeks and have finally decided to do it to it. Things that have been happening in my life since my last post: school and work. School at Columbus Technical School and work at Marco's Pizza on Double Churches (Come and say that you read about it on my blog - nothing special will happen, though). Also, I've become addicted to SwagBucks. Sign up here if you want to.

My Dizzy Contribution

So yesterday - as we all know - was Election Day. A very important part of the next four years and also a very scary one. The election could end in the voting of someone who is not good for this country; not gonna say any names, but it rhymes with... never mind. Not going to go that low : ). Anyways at approximately 1800 hours I voted for the next President... as well as the Georgia officials - which no one really cares about. Just thought that everyone should know.

- Joshua

Updates

Just a few updates:
·Around Tuesday or Wednesday I discovered that I can easily drink my milkshakes/fluids out of a cup.
·I'm able to move around by myself easily and freely, although I have to be careful not to get up too fast for fear of a head rush.
·Tonight was actually a pretty big progression; a delicious dinner of liquidized Chef Boyardee.

Keep me in your prayers, as always.

Nochturnal Hallucinations

Ok, so this is my second time posting on any kind of blog so I'm going to give it the ol' college try. Because of the large amount of drugs that have gone through my system and the hours upon hours of sleep I've gotten on our extremely comfortable couch, my subconscious has experienced several vivid and very strange dreams. For example I woke up about 0545 hours this morning and came into the living room to drink something through my extremely messy syringe. After my morning dosage of flat Coca-Cola - because pushing fully-carbonated Coke through a syringe is even messier than pushing flat Coke through a syringe - I began to fall asleep. I awoke to the sound of multiple dogs barking and our chickens flipping out, so I went to investigate. As I got closer and closer I saw that there was a pack of about 5 or 6 wolfhounds poking around the chicken coop. As I neared closer one of them spotted me and began to skulk towards me. I reached into my pocket and realized I had no way to protect myself; I immediately looked to my right and saw three men on three-wheelers. They too spotted me and one of them started to wander towards me. As I stood there, no means of defense and surrounded I awoke; yes, the entire experience was a dream. Very strange indeed. I'll be sure to update with more strange dreams and other experiences like that. Oh, and on the subject of the surgery: I am slowly gaining back feeling in my face, my lips' swelling have gone down and I'm more energetic. Keep me in your prayers.

-Joshua

Home Again!

We're home! Josh slept the whole way with no sickness or discomfort - thanks to fervent prayers from everyone involved. Right before we left the hospital Josh said, "I'm asking God to let me not throw up." We went a little overboard packing him in the car; with an egg crate foam, 7 pillows, and 2 blankets he looked like he was lost in a snow drift.

It's uncomfortable for him to talk but he's going to start looking at the blog so feel free to leave him messages.