Monday, June 29, 2009

Boots is gone. Finally. What a story...

So this cat came up to our back window a few months ago and ate some food Rosemary left out for our woodland creatures that live in the back. Well, of course, it was cat food, and so a cat came, and then decided it would stay with us. It cried at our window for hours until we let it in. It immediately plopped itself down on our laps, and slept in our bed, and generally adopted us as it's humans.

We found someone to take the cat off our hands last week, and during the ubiquitous cat transfer, which took place at church, the cat ran out of the cat carrier and into a very heavily sticker bushed area. We proceeded to search for the cat for several hours, ruining many clothes in the process. Once it got dark we gave up and went home. A few days later, we went back to were the cat was lost, and looked for a few more hours. Just as we were about to leave, Rosemary did one more walk around the property, and alas there was the cat. So, we brought the cat back home, and had it stay with us a few more days to calm down after such a traumatic experience. We decided the people should come pick the cat up at our house next attempt... and so they did, and the cat is gone.

It was fairly heart wrenching to think of the cat lost in the thick sticker bushes and near military road, because it's odds of survival or chance at a good life were pretty small (which might just be amplified by human emotion of course). It felt good when we got her back, just to know she'll have a good home and someone to call her own.

So that's the story of the cat, which I called Boots.

In other news, I took last week off from work. It was good. Rosemary is going back to work this week, so we decided to take advantage of her last full week of at home-ness, and we had a sort of stay-cation, where we visitted the EMP (right when Michael Jackson died no less), the science fiction museum, the aquarium, downtown bellevue, and so on. It was fairly entertaining, while not the most restful vacation ever due to so many plans and efforts we had going on. Rosemary did a lot of the planning and preparation for Mandy's baby shower, we had Young Adults, we lost our adopted cat, and a few other functions were going on, such as open mic night, the sound worship night, which I did not attend, and so on.

I came back to work today to find my cube almost completely full of moving boxes. There was a nice little doorway there for me to squeeze thru, and just enough room for my chair and desk. And everything on my desk was gone. I heard the snickering of my co-workers, who then informed me it was Christmas, and that I would need to open each of the boxes to find each of my items: Keyboards, my phone(which they hooked up inside a box), my mice, docking station, books, tote, nerf guns, cups, wires, etc. So that was a good laugh.

Tonight is pretty much the first night I'm not playing drums at young adults in two months. I guess not really drums, but "percussion," as I've been playing djembe solely lately. I'm borrowing an exceptional Djembe from a friend, and I've been enjoying it immensely, at the exclusion of the drumset. That seems to work out alright though, since my capabilities with a Djembe far outshadow any sort of talent I have with the drumset, much to my dissapointment.

What a weird blog post. A cat, a vacation, and a drum.

Monday, June 08, 2009

I changed the title of the blog. I want to sort of re-focus some of my extraneous thought life back on a theme I used to carry around with me all day: being different.

I walked through life being extremely different. My parents continuously told me I was different, and I took it to heart and really tried to be different. I tried to accomplish everything I went after with high levels of excellence, and to be wise in the things I encountered. This really stemmed out of my passion for technology, and passion for righteousness. The early years of my life were filled with taking apart computers, writing short stories, designing computer labs, reading countless books, and worshipping God in as many ways as I could- serving on the media team, worshipping with my drumset on the youth group, getting into the top band in school and travelling to California to compete in a world wide music competition. Getting a 98 score on a level five chinese composition, and so on. This was my source of pride: having to show for my life what most people are learning in college in preparation for the job market. I knew I was different, I knew I could accomplish anything I set my mind to. Mixed in with this was tons of fun with some intense strategy games, and I LOVED outsmarting people with pure tactics. I just loved living in my world of different. One of the major challenges, and also one of my sources of pride, was my age. It hurt me a lot because I couldn't do some things I needed to, it hurt my business because a lot of potential customers didn't think I had the ability to build out computer solutions for them, and so on. But I did learn something valuable: The more you capitalize on your young age, the more successful you will be.

So, how does this translate to today?

It's not quite as easy to seperate yourself from the crowd when you're older. Everyone has jobs, skillsets, ages aren't quite as big of a deal, and so on. A lot of life is hidden, not everyone knows what you do when you're at "home."

Here's how I am trying to seperate myself from the crowd.
I am serving in the church. I am on the leadership team for Young Adults, and I am serious about trying to impact my generation positively. From teaching them how to manage finances, to being part of that group interested in discipleship and being Christ Like.
Tithing. I recently learned that only 3-5 percent of Christians (real christians, not the whacko "80% of Americans are Christian" set) actually tithe. On top of this, I commit to giving above and beyond of my money. This will help my discipline with regards to my money- Rosemary made this great point, that we all need to remember: It's not your money. I want to keep that in mind. That will help combat what happens in the previous post, where us Americans are inundated with things we want to purchase.
Being successful in the business world. I work at one of the biggest software companies at Microsoft. I will excel here, because I decide to. Just because the people before me need to work 80 hours a week here to excel, does not mean I need to. I will carve my own way, and I don't need to follow any templates to get there. I will be excellent because God created me to be that way, and I will be humble and I will work hard to get to where God has put me in my future.
I will be the best Father I can possibly be. I will raise my child to be a hard working, sensitive, wonderful person, who has the tenacity and will to go after what he wants, while still knowing how to have fun and enjoy life. I will do whatever it takes to be that Father that God is to me.
I will be the best husband I can. I have made a life long commitment to my wife, to be there for her and meet her needs. I will continuously work on being a better husband, and humbling myself and serving my wife in every way I can. It is the most important contract I have ever signed in my life, and I will treat it with the honor and dignity that it deserves- and more, to be an example to this world that marriage does succeed, and is the best option, and it takes hard work and is more rewarding than people can imagine.

These items are in order of priority, lowest to highest.

Help me be that difference. Encourage me, help me. Correct me.