This is my experiment... to have photos here, stories as they present themselves to memory and, possibly have links to Google Maps, and Earth -with corresponding geographically locatable locations. If you are reading this, and I haven't had an update as to the progress &/or plausibility of aforementioned experiment... kindly remind me w/ a comment. Or if you see me in person, gentle encouragement is preferred. Thanks, and God bless if you just sneezed. If not... Thanks, and maybe along the way I can shatter some of the Contemporary Christian boxes that you have now so conveniently placed me in, just by reading those two words. I am not, nor could I be, just like every other person you've met who claims to follow Christ... that's impossible. And very narrow minded of you, might I add.
If you are a fellow brother/sister in Christ, "Hollo! Glad to meet you", if I haven't. If I have, here are your greeting choices... (If you're reading this out loud to someone else, chances are you've read this next part already, and it made sense to you... so add some inflection from any possible personal experiences. If you are reading this to yourself for the first time, and this parenthetical anecdote isn't making a whole lotta sense, feel free to re-read the following as many times as it takes to get the joke. -Then read it to someone else for the full effect) Again, here, are your choices and their respective textual vernacular explanations "Heyman..." -I see you all the time if not every week... wasuphowzitgoinwhatchyabeenupta?- "Heyheeeyy...*pause*" -I've forgotten your name. It happens. Get over it, don't be offended at my good faith effort either.-, "O-Man! *hug* ...*pat-pat-pat*" -Either (<--that word looks strange, but spell check says it's right-maybe 'cause it's Captal-ed) ...I haven't seen you for (x) number of years... or I totally wasn't expecting to see/hear from you wherever I/we am/are-, "Nice." -usually in reference to uncommon artcle(s) of attire.
It's now taken me over three (3) hours to write this little Intro/ onefooted soapbox/ dusty, half-cracked window into who I am...
Gnite. And with my eyes half closed... ^5.
Joel K (12:50am)