| Lou Gehrig | 6750 |
11:29 am
MOOD: oy oy oy.. bored.
MUSIC: Goodbye, Goodnight (Jars of Clay, If I Left the Zoo)
It's raining. There's actually a flood watch.
This will be my first journal entry this week. Today I'm reading the rest of 'Grace Matters' so i can write a paper about it. It's a pretty good book i think, i'm enjoying it, to whatever extent i can. Also I'm in Gillies, and there's this thing on TV about Lou Gehrig, star first baseman, and all about his life. Apparantly the guy was sort of an introvert type, he never played up his fame, he was loved by all but he wasn't friends with many. As a kid he lost all his brothers, so he and his mother became and stayed very close. He got into baseball as it was just starting out as a sport.. back in those days it was just this street sport for kids. He got big into it though, and got into some university on a football scholarship (which strikes me as i guess a more ancient type of sport) and then i forget how, but the Yankees signed him, and he played with Babe ruth, and they were good friends, they were as different as peas in a pod, those two. No wait.. close as peas in a pod, ut as different as possible. the Babe liked to play up his fame, he was a show off, he partied, whereas Lou was a quiet gentlemanly guy, and he always let the Babe take spotlight.
So that's what i learned today, other than lots of things about racial reconciliation, and i ought to finish this book ;-)
Yesterday i was in the Mac Lab a lot of the day. There's this project that we have to do.. it reads a text file, and it works kind of like a browser, it takes out all the extra spaces, it re-fits the letters to the page, it can handle <br> tags, and soon it will handle <center>, <left>, <right>, and <flush> tags. Then i will be graded. Yay.
But we all had tons of fun, sort of. Peter, Mbong, Jon, Sean, Anna and I were all there at various stages of development, and we had our music going of course, and we poked fun at our dysfunctional programs, and we all had Peter help us, cause of course he's like the best one at this stuff, for some reason or other. And we all went to lunch, and told jokes, and stuff, and then came one o clock in the morning :-( ... So i was the last one there, and Public safety wanted to shut the doors, so i had to stop fiddling around, and pack up. But it was all good, I got enough sleep.
But the day before that, Friday, i was running around like a duck, getting things in the mail and oh! that reminds me, i have to write stephen a letter so Katie can mail it. But yeah, housing deposits were due, and that night was the big Jars of Clay concert! I must say i was duly impressed, they didn't suck like the last concert they were at, hehe! Caedmon's Call was there, and also Glass Byrd, of whom Marc Byrd wrote God of Wonders. I got to talk to the guy afterwards!! It was sweet. But yeah, it was a cool concert. They played 'Goodye, Goodnight', (Jars did), which is a sweet song:
a flower for your vanity,
a penny for your thoughts,
about the world's insanity and how we've gotten lost,
strike up the band and play a song and try hard not to cry,
and fake a smile as we all say goodbye
good-by-ye
weird song, eh? but it has accordion in it too. Rock on! I'm a dork. Hehe!