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jim elliot said...
he is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose.
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about me
jambo. jina langu ni
clay noe.
i'm 29. i like chai, missions, adventure sports, curry, democracy, text messaging, hiking, a good hoodie, my church and kentucky basketball.
i do not like olives, injustice, dumb drivers, golf, liars, wearing suits for prolonged periods of time, or duke basketball.
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global voices online
hope4thenations
irresponsible journalism
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i woke up this morning feeling a little bit strange, but just thought it was because i needed to wake up some more. then i took a look in the mirror. AHHHHH... five large red boils on my face. gross.
this happened once before - when i ate ham. yesterday i had a southern slaw dog (for all you non-southerner's that's a hot dog with chili, onions, mustard and cole slaw). so i'm pretty sure i shouldn't eat pork products.
i've taken some benadryl and my face isn't looking so monster-like anymore.
the ny times reports:Florida officials began investigating Mr. Limbaugh in 2003, when a tabloid report quoted his maid as saying she had assisted him in obtaining OxyContin, a time-release narcotic. In October of that year, Mr. Limbaugh said on the air that he was addicted to painkillers and would enter a rehabilitation center.
He made the announcement several days after resigning as an ESPN sports analyst because of race-related remarks he made about Donovan McNabb, the Philadelphia Eagles' quarterback.
Mr. Limbaugh said that he began taking painkillers after he had spinal surgery in the 1990's and that he had tried to end his addiction to pain medication before, twice checking into "medical facilities."
Prosecutors seized Mr. Limbaugh's medical records after learning that he had obtained a large volume of painkillers from a pharmacy near his home in Palm Beach. But the inquiry slowed as state officials and Mr. Black fought over whether the records had been seized properly.
nos·tal·gi·a
n.
1. A bittersweet longing for things, persons, or situations of the past.
2. The condition of being homesick; homesickness.
[Greek nostos, a return home + –ALGIA.]
nos·tal'gic adj.
nos·tal'gi·cal·ly adv.
nos·tal'gist n.
ox·y·mo·ron
n., pl. -mo·ra or -rons.
A rhetorical figure in which incongruous or contradictory terms are combined, as in a deafening silence and a mournful optimist.
[Greek oxumōron, from neuter of oxumōros, pointedly foolish : oxus, sharp; see oxygen + mōros, foolish, dull.]
ox'y·mo·ron'ic adj.
ox'y·mo·ron'i·cal·ly adv.
i'm addicted. myspace.
 gas is ridiculous (can't you just hear balki bartokomous from perfect strangers???)
see the difference between louisville and the rest of the usa average. the red line is louisville and the blue line is the usa average.
totally sucks.
 i don't understand why christians are so up in arms about this book. i read it. i loved it. i'll go see the movie when it opens. it's FICTION!
so i was telling a friend the other day that nothing much was going on here, life was pretty boring. until today.
hello drama!
more to come later.
1. "terrible" - this word spewed forth from my father's mouth at a very quiet moment in the play, just after we were all temporarily deafened by the feedback for the 17th time.
2. "hey, don't hurt my brother!" - this from my two-year-old niece who was upset that another actor was roughing up her brother, which was part of the play. everyone around us got a good chuckle from this one.
3. "i can see your panties" - this from my six-year-old nephew after seeing one of his girl friends being carried piggy-back on the shoulders of her friend.
copeland's play is tonight. he's winthrop in the music man. he's been going around the house singing "gary, indiana, gary, indiana, gary, indiana".
i now hate gary, indiana.
 24,000 pre-filled easter eggs
1,300 (registered) kids
fun times
12:05am - went to sleep
4:43 - woke up
6:40 - went back to sleep
7:00 - alarm went off
7:40 - left the house
7:50 - dropped the chi'ren off at school
8:00 - swung by target
8:40 - got some cheesy tots from burger king and a sonic sunrise from sonic (obviously).
8:44 - got to church
8:46 - checked my myspace
8:49 - blogged
not really too much to blog about recently.
i'm back in kentucky and loving every minute of it. we're eating dinner outside on the deck, overlooking the creek that runs at the edge of the property. last night there was a lone duck going up the creek and norma ruth blurted out "duck, duck, quack, quack". it was great.
i've managed to somewhat clean my floor of the house. my six month absence didn't do it much good. i really need to clean out the fish tank that's been lying dormant for about a year now. gross.
my trip to india has been postponed and i'm kinda bummed about it. oh well...
 flash drives are cool.
what did my family do while tornadoes were ripping through our town and state last night? we were upstairs making dinner. yup. we're callous toward them i guess.
 my team, well one of my teams, was eliminated last night. the nerds: dave and lori.
i loathe the fact that the amazing race has moved to wednesday nights at 8pm - smack dab in the middle of church.
wednesday night is a great tv night now. the amazing race AND lost.
 Christians Against Pat Speaking.
check it out.
 rondo's entering the nba draft. can he take tubby with him???
the curtains between beds in the emergency room aren't nearly thick enough. last night, i heard more about the lady next to mom's bed than i cared about.
gross stuff. seriously.
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