Writing on Our Walls

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Remember when you were little and you got out a box of crayons, your mom told you keep them on the paper, or the disney characters coloring book. Something inside of you disagreed with that request, or demand in some cases. Your artistic ability should be confined to one piece of paper or closed between the covers of a book that would be misplaced in the coming days. You eye spots the wall: a solid color, boring, almost begging for improvement. You get up from your bench seat at the lil' tykes table with favorite color in hand. As crayon meets paint you can't stop the perpetual motion that brings life and color to the once mundane wall. The swirls are your masterpiece, and your mom will never understand your genius as she unravels her frustration on your back side.

Luckily, once you get older, you make your own choices of how your room/walls will look. Our artistic taste is no longer persecuted. We go past our crayons now, however (thank God). My personal preference is posters, or random things that make me happy to look at. The picture here is just a small section of my walls many pictures.

Make your wall a little less mundane today.

-Smitty

Dryer One Family

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College has been good to me. In fact, I'm pretty lucky to have ended up here. With these guys. The "D1Family" is pretty great, if have must say it. We have some good times on the floor and off. I'm glad to be a part of it. If you go to moody you might have seen some of the pictures from this photo shoot around the school : ). If so, I'm really glad you did. I hope that you didn't take them off the wall in anger; our intentions were to make you smile, not stumble... ^_^


The Pictures here weren't used in our final posters. But, I enjoyed them enough to edit and post them here.

Sunday Night Syndrome

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Dread. It hit's you around eight or nine o'clock on Sunday night. You don't know why. Just something it's right in your life. Monday is just a few hours away, and even closer if you think about how fast the night sleep with pass by. A long week a head to do a thousand or more things that you might never be able to accomplish.
I've felt this a lot of times. When youth group would end and I would have to wake up in the morning and go to school. I would just think, "Why do I have to do this. What has my life come to?" Always later, upon realizing the ridiculousness of my questions, I would think about how this is just life. But, in the moment you think only the worst about your situation. Nothing makes it better.
I thought I had invented the idea of Sunday Night Syndrome, however, after some research I found I was mistaken. The articles I read basically say what I was thinking in my head, I could be a doctor. Sunday Night Syndrome is not really a condition but a state of emotional dread, stress, along with a mixture of other random things that make you feel like complete crap the last night of your weekend. It's detrimental to the last night of enjoyment/weekend. However, Sunday night is a school night, leaving it in some sort of weekday/weekend limbo; where does it fit?
If you feel like this is something that you deal with, I know that I think I do. Remember that, well, life is life. I'm not saying you need to suck it up and deal with it. I'm saying you need to check yourself in the mirror and make sure your happy with where your at in life. If you need to change something, or if you just need a change of pace. If you need something, e-mail/call/facebook me. I'd love to talk.

-Smitty

Re-visiting my purpose

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Kid's can't swim by themselves. Anyone under the age of 7 doesn't seem to me to be capable of surviving even the baby pool with out some adult supervision. I get nervous when I see any kid near water without an adult within three feet of them. The child could be, and probably is, capable of swimming better then myself. Still, children in the presences of water is a scary thought.

Now that you have lost all respect for me. I'll tell you what's been going thru my mind as of late. Firstly, I've noticed a steady decline in my writing. Not being something that I want to happen, I plan on putting a significant amount of additional effort into my writing. This could be another weightless statement that seem to come up in every blog now-a-days. I sincerely hope this is not the case. My entire purpose for blogging was to improve my writing and share some pictures along with some simple (maybe sometimes complex) thoughts. I plan on starting to fulfill those goals once more.


Ready. Set. Go.


-Smitty

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