What the bang dang diddly is goin on?

Tuesday, August 19, 2008


That Reminds me of This...

It is a woman running, shark eating a red Popsicle, or Han Solo escaping from a sand worm on a sand skiff...?

and This,

This and That

and This something unique and innocent

Some of That

This and This

This continuous Celebration:

Especially This:

...something like This

Combustion like this...

This for Sure --

Comparisons like These --

Romans 1:12 -- Beat it back, or engulf the Stress

Who Walked the Water?

by Dave Darnell

"that is, that we may be mutually encouraged by each others faith, both yours and mine." Rom 1:12

A restful sleep may be out of reach,
I once was fitful in the dark.
Or not to be calm in repose.

I watched a sailor grab at the elusive shut-eye, rough seas, no relief. His eyes did close.

As we reached the fishing grounds,
Others, on wobbly legs worked.
That fisherman became energy.

Fellows looked on him with envy, he slept as we bucked. I went close to thread bait with him.

Our team fought the sea, he joined it. We must take our rest as it is provided by God. He loves our need.

Providence and grace are blips on our screen. How blessed are the seafarers, the shepherds?

Our psyches yearn for solitude.
Is it attainable? Our matrix demands attention. Stressfully.

Beat it back, or engulf the stress.
God listens. We have choice. We have a blip to home in on, Beloved.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Beijing 2008 What do you see?

Is it a man running, shark eating a red Popsicle, or Han Solo escaping from a sand worm on a sand skiff.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

My jah jah's Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo, Artimus, Frankenstein, and Gimpy

A few weeks ago we acquired seven turtle eggs. They were already becoming infested with fire ants who had every intention of using them as sustenance. We rescued them from the intruders provided them with an incubating nest and await their arrival in two weeks. One has become a little dilapidated, so if he survives he is Gimpy. Will update pictures after they have been snapped and uploaded until then here is the first set of excavation, retrieval, and placement. Enjoy.

Ahem, A clearing of the throat before Amen.

I drove an older new car today. An old cougar of a lady she is. A Pontiac Trans Sport Se, a musicians friend, vans are a wonderful addition to any nomadic lifestyle. This one started off as a hear say okay may bay you can take if off my hands. Ed Wilker, my father and I's next door neighbor mentioned he would sell it to me today for the low price of six hundred and fifty dolars. Fair enough seeing as I have a refund coming soon from monkey ears in the big house. This is a hopeful situation.

Back to the matter at hand. At first glance this prestigious 3800 V6 3.4 liter whatever has a bullet type frame and an airliner like cockpit. It truly felt like I was inside of a Boning 717, if they made them. Mr. Wilker tossed me the keys and gave me a test drive around the block, mentioning I could take it a couple hundered times around if I felt the itch. I see this as a smart investment because in my near future, well in proximity of happening, I plan to attend the Art Institute of Houston for Audio Production, another step in the direction milestones. All seems well on the new home front and you all can expect more to pour from my re opened valve.