A Good Day!

So today is a great day…not only did I just finish the last exam of my academic career (assuming I passed my classes), but now I’m going to the Red Wings playoff game. How awesome…

Happy Birthday

Well I’m another year old…that means I’m 26 years old…so happy birthday to me (and to k.g.'s mom). Also today marks a significant millstone for the my family. As of today we have owned our farm in Pigeon for 100 years. So happy anniversary to E. Farms!

So for my birthday entry last year I listed the horrible national tragedies that have taken place around my birthday (Waco, Oklahoma City, Columbine) and stated that I consider it a good birthday if no major tragedies take place within a week of my birthday…well I guess this year isn’t a good birthday. As we all know this past Monday at Virginia Tech the worst campus shooting in US history took place. I know only the basic information about this event and don’t have much to say with the exception that I’m disappointed with NBC. They granted the wish of a suicidal mass murder…I know NBC did nothing illegal and were sitting on hot information that the masses would eat up, but they just gave that guy exactly what he wanted and encouraged other likeminded individuals to do the same thing. Had NBC just turned it over to the police then they would probably have gone unnoticed for their noble act…I guess that would be why it was noble then.

Happy Belated Anniversary

So I really thought I started this blog on April 17th of 2006, but now that I went to write a quick happy anniversary to my blog I realize I started it on the 15th. Man I missed my blogs anniversary...luckily it can't get mad at me. So heres to 1 whole year and 2 days of blogging.

Introductions

Today is the perfect day to update the blog...I originally started my blog because when I'm working long hours I need to periodically take a moment to do something that's not work but won't take up a lot of time. If reading did feel like work to me I would probably just read other peoples blogs, but to me babbling is much more relaxing than reading (though I do enjoy reading much more now than in my youth). Anyway, so today I've been processing and writing all day (I literally got up, sat down at my computer, and have worked since that point...haven't even gotten dressed today) and now I need a break and must update my blog. While trying to think of something to write about I came across the first picture of Demoree and I as a couple. This I figured should be written about since it accomplishes two things; (1) well I haven't mentioned here on my blog yet and felt it was time (since the vast majority of those that read this blog are either friends with her or at least have met her since we've been dating) and (2) there is a mildly funny story associated with the picture.


So now that you've been introduced to Demoree the mildly funny story is pretty obvious...yeah you can bet our friends made fun of us a little for completely matching after only dating a couple weeks. It fact Mike just couldn't wait to get his camera to capture this moment...thanks Mike. It was probably funnier to be there, but I'm sure you can imagine.

O, Death

I’m going to share something that probably only a few people know (in fact I’m only confident that Sherry knows this about me). There is a song that I fight the urge to sing all the time…seriously it is the default song that will be in my head if I haven’t listened to any music recently. Sherry hates the song and I kind of suspect that she thought in Memphis I sang it just to annoy her…honestly it wasn’t. The song is actually quite morbid so I don’t know what that says about me. Anyway, here are the lyrics so everyone can get a taste of what goes through my head quite frequently.

O, Death
By: Ralph Stanley

O, Death

O, Death

Won't you spare me over til another year

Well what is this that I can't see

With ice cold hands takin' hold of me

Well I am death, none can excel

I'll open the door to heaven or hell

Whoa, death someone would pray

Could you wait to call me another day

The children prayed, the preacher preached

Time and mercy is out of your reach

I'll fix your feet til you cant walk

I'll lock your jaw til you cant talk

I'll close your eyes so you can't see

This very air, come and go with me

I'm death I come to take the soul

Leave the body and leave it cold

To draw up the flesh off of the frame

Dirt and worm both have a claim

O, Death

O, Death

Won't you spare me over til another year

My mother came to my bed

Placed a cold towel upon my head

My head is warm my feet are cold

Death is a-movin upon my soul

Oh, death how you're treatin' me

You've close my eyes so I can't see

Well you're hurtin' my body

You make me cold

You run my life right outta my soul

Oh death please consider my age

Please don't take me at this stage

My wealth is all at your command

If you will move your icy hand

Oh the young, the rich or poor

Hunger like me you know

No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold

Nothing satisfies me but your soul

O, death

O, death

Won't you spare me over til another year