Another Update. Hey, that's what blogs are for, right?

My staple stack has grown a bit...

And my mail clip bonsai tree has evolved into a...transformer.

Say hello to my own personal mini Optimus Prime.  Kind of.  Check out his face.

Hah.  I know, it's pretty frikkin' awesome.

Well, work is good but school is kicking my butt.  I guess it's a good thing though, because I've been needing to get my butt kicked recently.  Imagine you're put in an empty room and told "There is a problem in this room.  Solve it."  Well that was me last night.  The room was my life, and the problem was there.  The only thing is, you can't fix it if you don't know what it is.  I can solve problems, but figuring out what the problem is?  That's like giving me a blank canvas and saying "Paint a picture of it" without telling me what it is.

But, after several hours of self-reflection and talking to the mirror, I figured out what the problem is.  All it will take to fix it is time, sacrifice, a constant battle between my flesh and the Holy Spirit inside me, and more time.  But at least I know what the problem is.  And it's good to know my wife is on my team fighting with me and for me.

This is all for now.  I just wanted to chronicle this transitional stage because it may very well play an enormous part in shaping the next few chapters of my life.

-R.

oh, what peace we often forefit

oh what needless pain we bear

all because we do not carry

everything to God in prayer

New Game! Play it.

AHHHH update update update. okay. mmmmmm. ok, I've got it.

My wife and I went to California on our honeymoon, which means Disneyland, the beach, and stupid high gas prices. Whilst at the beach, I invented a sport called wave-punching, where you...well, run up to a wave and punch it. It didn't quite pick up.

Well, I have a new...thing. I'm not calling it a sport, as it requires zero athleticism. To keep with the trend of giving my games ridiculously obvious names, this new one's called staple-stacking.

Yeah. I wasn't kidding. The rules are: 1) they must be used staples - no pumpin' out the staples just to put them in the stack. It's kind of like the unspoken rubber band ball rule where you can't just buy a bag and ball 'em up. 2) no magnets. Nothing can be keeping the staples together but more staples. And gravity. It kind of has a barrel-o-monkeys effect. 3) an awesomely decorated post-it as a base is not a must, but it does add super awesome bonus points. And it could be the difference between your stack looking like a piece of art, and it looking like an upright metallic turd. Here's a better shot with the base:

I have too much free time at work. Well, actually I have two 15-minute breaks every day where I spend 5 minutes breaking and 10 minutes leaving my mark on my desk. How so? Oh, little things, like drawing comic book characters on sticky notes and putting them on my monitor...

...or making bonsai trees out of mail clips...

...or my personal favorite, doodling pictures of dogs barking in japanese at various objects.

Or maybe he's guarding my files that are labeled bilingually...?

Yes. I got snap happy. At work. But I guess it's just because there are so many interesting things to look at on my desk. What's that you say? Super Mario Galaxy is calling out to me and begging me to play it? Well in that case, I must oblige. Farewell my friends, until next time: may your hands never fall prey to idleness, and may your labor produce good fruit.

-R