Archive for August 2009
this entry might be a little cliche, but bear with me.
last week i had the fortuitous chance to fill up on gas for 2.27/gal while everywhere else were selling for 2.47 and up. i was soooooo excited. i twittered, which gets sent to my facebook as well, i bust out my camera phone and took pictures of the gas price tower thing where the gas station sign is. i mean, i was going crazy. i was ecstatic. i was really running low on gas and was waiting an extra day or so to fill up on gas hoping it would go down and then i run into this. it was as if fate had drawn my gas-guzzling suv into this shell gas station at that moment to quench it’s insatiable and expensive thirst for this liquid gold.
as i’m driving out of the gas station an on my way home with a smug, content, “take that, world!” look on my face, it hits me. am i that excited to save 20 cents per gallon on some gas? (YES!!!!) ok, i am. dude, i saved at least 3 bucks and some change on that one gas trip. but then i thought about it. why aren’t i that excited about Jesus? He’s definitely worth more than the 3 bucks i saved right then. doesn’t He deserve a twitter update? (and an excited one at that). and if i could take a pic of Jesus with my camera phone, i definitely would’ve posted it up on facebook in a heartbeat. why am i not as excited about this person who is way bigger than discount gas? that kind of put me in my place. really put things into perspective.
so i was coming out of church this past sunday and i see that one of my windshield wipers was up. the other had a piece of paper stuck in it like one of those flyers people stick on your car. but i was at church. what could this be? sometimes there are these korean businesses that like to stick things in your windshield wiper so that’s what i thought it was. it’s funny because our pastor just gave a sermon about turning God’s house of prayer for all nations into a den of thieves and here someone put a flyer on my car windshield for advertising their business at church. how ironic i thought. until i saw what it was.
it was a sunday bulletin from another church. i thought, “how jacked up is it if this church is advertising their church on the windshields of cars parked at another church?” i looked around to see if other cars had it on their windshields too. they didn’t. which made me think someone was just putting the bulletin on my windshield to play a joke on me. but it made me think about if churches were so desperate to gain new members that they would advertise in the parking lots of other churches. man. whoever did that, you don’t know this, but you could’ve started an inter-church war. wow, it would’ve been pretty bad if i went up and talked to one of the pastors at that other church and started accusing them of advertising their church at our church. dirty joke my friend. dirty joke.
<- i saw this on the road a couple weeks ago. i thought it was funny how a tae kwon do school is available for birthday parties. i wondered what kind of birthday party that would be. “hey son! for your 25th birthday, we signed you up for tae kwon do!” or “we bringing tae kwon do to you for your baby’s first birthday!!” interesting…
k, this next one i -> took in decatur. today. i couldn’t believe it! 2.27/gal!!! plus i was running low on gas. how fortunate!! while all other gas stations around me were 2.47-2.55/gal, i see this miraculous gas station. i thought for sure it was one of those old, run down gas stations that still have prices from like 3 years ago on it, but then i saw that it was open. freaking awesome!!
<- this is my school hallway. nothing really interesting about it. i just wanted to take a picture of my school hallway. that’s actually how i found the mysterious 2.27 gas station. it was on the way to school. i sat here waiting for one of the student services workers for a couple minutes.
i am amazed at how bad my memory is at times. one time, i asked someone what their dinner plans were 5 times! the funny thing is, i was invited the same dinner! yeah, that’s how forgetful i can be. but i was thinking about it the other day and i realized that everyone’s memory goes bad, just some a lot worse than others.
think about it: every dream you’ve ever had loses a lot of its vividness, those events and situations that happened in the past that you swore you’d never forget are forgotten sometimes, the name of that person you just met the other day gets lost in the endless sea of names that is your memory, where you put your keys, your old house address, the name of the song that’s playing in hollister, we all forget.
i guess i say this to make myself feel better for forgetting so much. it’s funny because my parents have the best memory. if i tell them about something they need to do or something i need to do, they’ll always remember. sometimes i’ll ask them to send me something or the next time they or i visit to give each other something and they’ll always remember. which is good because i always forget. i remember they used to get so mad at me because i would forget a lot of things. i think they thought i was making excuses or they thought i was rebelling against them because i didn’t do what they said, but the truth is, i just forgot. i tried to tell them, but i don’t think they bought it. dah!! stupid memory!!