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Posted by thesinger on November 27, 2008

My tummy is full.

thesinger

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Today.

Posted by thesinger on November 26, 2008

Today I got up at 7:15 with the chipper/groggy morning mood upon me once again. I bounded up the stairs two at a time-as I usually do-poured myself a cup of hot water from the coffee maker, dumped in a pack of Swiss Miss Milk Chocolate and sat down at the breakfast table with the rest of my family.

Family devotions happened as normal. After the normal inspirational reading from The Daily Discipler, by Neil T. Anderson, we sang two songs out of the Church Hymnal. (We’re singing through the entire hymnal, even the stuff we don’t know.) I prepped for the day in the time of 25 minutes and arrived at work by 8:02. AM

I forgot to stick my handheld radio in my belt before I left home, so I had to go home and get it, since I don’t feel connected/available-for-comment otherwise. Pain.

I hauled large square alfalfa bales in from Zook 1/4 to Grandpa’s hay shed, stacked them, and did some other random organizing and counting of bales for about two hours. I spent the next two hours up at Hastago burning some brush piles that were sitting there since the major ice storm last winter.

Mom made some Navajo Taco’s for lunch. (i.e. deep-fat-fried dough with the normal taco fixings.) Truly an inventive, creative, and unusual lunch idea. About 18 minutes before I needed to be at work, (we were finished eating by then) I decided that I would be in the mood for a cup of coffee. So I made me a cup of coffee. (Check out the terrible grammar. . .)

I got to work 11 minutes late, because of my coffee, but no one noticed. It was nice.

This afternoon I pulled out some trees that were obstructing the view to the road from the new lane that services our new truck scales. “They” say that wisdom is the result of many mistakes, made and corrected over a lifetime. My tree-pulling experience verified that wisdom may come more slowly for some than others.

Ok, so, like a lame duck, I picked the biggest cedar tree (15 inch diameter) to pull first, and then wrapped the chain around the base of the tree. Well, it didn’t work so well, as I learned after I broke the cable that attached the tractor to the chain. Groan. It took about 25 minutes until the chain was repaired and I was ready to try again. This time, I decided that I would try a smaller tree and attach the chain further up. Thankfully, that one pulled out with a hint of ease.

On the third attempted tree, I pulled out the loop from original repair job and had take it back again to the shop and fix it. By this time Loyal was finished with what he was doing and came to help me. We tightened the ubolts as tight as we dared and tried it again. (if you’re still reading by this time, that’s great. There’s more good news up ahead.) It worked.

The rest of the trees pulled out as smoothly as we could have asked for. The big one was a bit stuborn, but it came forth with a bit of patience and clutching finesse.

I spent the next hour shoveling dirt back into a trench that we had dug for the purpose of laying a wire. Brilliant, huh? Yeah, my back thought so too after 45 minutes of shoveling.

The last 30 minutes of work didn’t involve much work, since 30 minutes isn’t enough time to get any work done. That was ok with me.

I got off work at 5 o’clock, came home, (which is what you do after you get off work), and worked some Anonymous Somebodies music. Next, I ate a supper of cottage cheese and cinnamon rolls. It was lovely.

I took a warm/hot shower which was delightful and relaxing. I donned some warm Pj’s, and drank my second cup of hot chocolate for the day. Next I read twenty minutes worth in Saint, by Ted Dekker. (It’s a captivating read. Read Showdown first, then read Saint. It’s worth it.)

At that point, I thought it was time for some Dutch Blitz, so I rallied the proverbial troops and we played a game. I won; I like Dutch Blitz.

Next I sat down at the computer and began to write this post and to chat with unusual abandon. The post was less important to me at the time than chatting, therefore it didn’t get done as fast as the chatting did. Currently, it’s my bedtime and I’m feeling ready be there. Oh, I forgot; I spent an hour talking on the phone with VJ between the hours of 10 and 11 o’clock. It was a good time of sharing the sobs as well as the high points of our existence.

So, there you have it, my day in written form. It was a good day. It had the normal bumps and shivers, but, overall, I survived it quite nicely.

Peace in the valley,

thesinger

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Ryan Nisly

Posted by thesinger on November 20, 2008

I shot Ryan’s senior pictures on Tuesday and was relatively pleased with what I got. Here are four of them for my readership to enjoy. . .

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Have a nice day!

thesinger

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Wayfaring Stranger

Posted by thesinger on November 11, 2008

Work Work Work! That is the current slogan for the Anonymous Somebodies. Preparation for our recording is taking most of my free time. It’s a fine time of life!

Pray Pray Pray! is the other slogan. If this album will get off the ground and into the hearts of people, prayer is the key essential. Folks, as the Spirit prompts you, please pray. Pray that the album could be inspired by a sense of awe and worship of God. Pray for wisdom as we rehearse. Pray that God would be glorified because of this recording.

We’re all Wayfaring Strangers; You, me, and us. Live life with that in mind.

thesinger

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upon a visit

Posted by thesinger on October 27, 2008

to the mast residence, i saw this picture, and said to myself, ”

the pain is never quenched by fellowship with his family; it’s only quickened.

in time, the man will come home. we will go out for coffee.

thesinger

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ʇsod uʍop ǝpısdn

Posted by thesinger on October 22, 2008

ɹǝƃuısǝɥʇ

¿uɹɐǝן ɹǝʌǝ ı ןןıʍ uǝɥʍ ˙ǝʇıs ʇǝuɹǝʇuı ʎɯ uo ɥsɐɹʇ ssǝןǝsn ɯopuɐɹ ƃuıʇsod ‘ɯɐ ı ǝɹǝɥ ‘ʇǝʎ ˙ʇuıod ǝןʇʇıן ʎɹǝʌ ǝʌɐɥ ʎǝɥʇ ʎןdɯıs ‘sısɐq ɹɐןnƃǝɹ ɐ uo ƃuıʇıɹʍ ǝʞıן ʇ,uop ı sʇsod ɟo puıʞ ǝɥʇ ɟo ǝןdɯɐxǝ uɐ sı sıɥʇ ˙ƃuoɹʍ ǝɹǝʍ noʎ ‘ɥƃnoɹɥʇ ʇɥƃnoɥʇ puɐ pǝzıuɐƃɹo sɐʍ ʇsod ƃoןq sıɥʇ ʇɥƃnoɥʇ noʎ ɟı

˙ƃuızɐɯɐ s,ʇı „˙noʎ ɟo ʎɔɐƃǝן ǝɥʇ„ ǝʇɐǝɹɔ puɐ punoɹɐ ʞɔıʇs oʇ ɹǝʍod ɟo ʇunoɯɐ ǝןqıpǝɹɔuı uɐ ǝʌɐɥ spɹoʍ ˙pǝʌıן ǝɥ uǝɥʍ ʎɐs oʇ pǝsn ɾɔ ʇɐɥʇ sǝʇonb ɯopuɐɹ ɟo ʞuıɥʇ ןןıʇs ı

˙ʎɐs oʇ pǝsn ɹǝpoʎ sǝɯɐɾ ʎʇsıɹɥɔ ǝʇɐן ǝɥʇ sɐ „’uʍop ɯןɐɔ ʇsnɾ ‘uʍop ɯןɐɔ ʇsnɾ„ ˙uʍop ɯןɐɔ ɐʇʇoƃ ʇsnɾ noʎ sǝɯıʇǝɯos ˙spuǝʞǝǝʍ oʍʇ ʇxǝu ǝɥʇ uı sǝɯıʇ ʎuɐɯ ǝuoƃ ǝq ןןıʍ puɐ ʎןʇuǝɔǝɹ sǝɯıʇ ʎuɐɯ ǝɯoɥ ɯoɹɟ ǝuoƃ uǝǝq ǝʌɐɥ ı ǝsnɐɔǝq sıɥʇ pıp ı ˙suǝɹo ʇɐ ʎʇɹɐd ɐ ƃuıpuǝʇʇɐ ɟo pɐǝʇsuı ɔısnɯ ǝɯos uo pǝʞɹoʍ puɐ ɥɔɹnɥɔ ɯoɹɟ ǝɯoɥ ǝɯɐɔ ı ʇɥƃıuoʇ

˙ʎɐp ǝɔıu ɐ sɐʍ ʇı ¡¡¡¡ǝuop ʇı ʇoƃ ʇsnɾ ı ǝɹǝɥʍ ʎɐp ɟo puıʞ ǝɥʇ sɐʍ ʇı ˙pɹɐɥ ƃuıʞɹoʍ ǝʞıן ʇןǝɟ ı ǝsnɐɔǝq pɹɐɥ pǝʞɹoʍ ı ˙pɹɐɥ pǝʞɹoʍ ı ʎɐpoʇ

˙ʇxǝʇ ǝɥʇ ʎq pǝɔuǝpıʌǝ sı sɐ ‘uʍop ǝpısdn ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ ǝʇıɹʍ oʇ pǝpıɔǝp ı ɥɔıɥʍ uı ʇsod ɐ sı sıɥʇ ‘oןןǝɥ

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Update

Posted by thesinger on October 19, 2008

I should like to bro my audience in on some of the random events that have occured since the time I last posted about my life.

Today at church we had Communion. It was a special time of worshiping our great God who suffered, died, and rose again so that we can live. Amazing love. . .

The Anonymous somebodies gave a concert yesterday at the Partridge Fall Festival. It was sucessful, and I believe God was honored. Without Him, it really would have been a journey in the desert.

Retreat was a really good time! I believe I’ll post one picture of Mr. B in his bunk. Sidebar: Tight friends and fellowship are one of God’s gifts that I value the most. PTL for friends!

That’s all for now, check back again for more results. . .

thesinger

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Joke of the Day:Bank Line

Posted by thesinger on October 3, 2008

With only two tellers working at the bank, the line I was
standing in was moving very slowly. As I waited, I began to
fill in my withdrawal slip. Not sure of the date, I turned
and asked the woman behind me.

“It’s the fifth,” she replied.

A man from the back of the line advised, “Don’t write it in
yet!”

Received from GCFL.net

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Retreat 2008 and Fall

Posted by thesinger on October 2, 2008

is coming right up! I’m stoked.

Friends and relations, I think it’s fall. It’s the time of year when everything happens because the summer is over and winter is coming soon. It’s the time of year when wheat seed sales accelerate drastically, and when life at the seed house is very “PUSHED”. One simply must get the work done. Fall is also a time when singing groups start up (think Prison Chorus, and Reno Choral Society’s Nine Lesson’s and Carols). Fall, for me and the Anonymous Somebodies is/will be a busy time of learning music and getting our act together to record an album. It’s a busy time, but it’s a good time.

“That’s all the scores for now, check back again for more results. . .”

thesinger

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Posted by thesinger on September 26, 2008

Am working the night shift at Miller Seed Farms.

Am involved in too many parties.

Have little time to post.

Currently: have small interest in posting regularly.

Why?  “Groooss. . .”

thesinger

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