March 16th, 2010 | link

My therapist, may he RIP (just kidding he’s not dead I don’t have any money so I can’t go anymore), and I had frequent conversations regarding my anger and the fact that it’s healthier if it goes somewhere and doesn’t stay bottled in my body all the time, where it only reeks havoc on my self.

So, Haduken.

AT&T, I give you $100 a month and you give me terrible coverage and dozens of dropped calls. Yes, it’s true, I willfully give you money and subscribe to your “service”, but whatever. I’m not being rational here. HADUKEN. Sorry all you people in line. My bad.

Damn #15 bus. I swear you have it out for me. You’ve literally passed me by twice in the past few weeks as I’ve stood at the bus stop, like a good citizen, quietly and patiently waiting for your arrival. In December I waited for you for an hour and a half, AN HOUR AND A HALF, in 15º weather. Just slightly late. Not your fault. No it is your fault HADUKEN.

Vampires kill people HADUKEN. Bad movies kill people HADUKEN.

FedEx Kinko’s, you are a necessary evil in my life. A normal conversation that I have with an employee when I go to your store:

Me: I’d like to have this PDF file printed at 11×14 on standard stock paper.
Employee: Is the file sized to 11×14?
Me: Yes.
Employee: I’ll see what I can do.
Me: Oh. Ok.
Employee: (after checking the file on his computer machine) The file is too large.
Me: Pardon? I’m fairly certain that I sized it exactly to 11×14 at 300 dpi.
Employee: It is at 11×14 at 300 dpi, but I’ll need to crop out some of the image to make it 11×14.
Me: Pardon?
Employee: It is at 11×14 at 300 dpi, but I’ll need to crop out some of the image to make it 11×14.
Me: No, no, I heard you. It was more of a rhetorical device never mind. So you’re saying that if I give you a file that is exactly 11×14, the size I want it printed at, with the correct dpi, that you need to crop some of the 11×14 image in order to print it at 11×14?
Employee: Yes. Also, even though your image is black and white, we’re going to need to print it on our color printer, which will cost you more.
Me: Haduken.

Also, the apostrophe in your name makes angry. Are you possessing something? No? Yes you are you’re possessing a GRAMMAR HADUKEN.

I have vowed, I-5, to never grace your presence again, but then one of my friends will be all Hey can you take me to the airport? and I’m all Sure we’ll take the 99 instead of the 5 and they’re all No we can’t because the viaduct is closed on the 99, but we’ll have plenty of time on the 5.

Plenty of time my HADUKEN.

The amount of sweat that my back produces is unfair.

Hi, I’m Joshua.
Hi, I’m (insert really any female’s name ever).
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you too. What’s that on your back?
Nothing.
No, there’s something. I can see it. Is that back sweat? Are you serious? Is your back serious?
Yes. Quite. No don’t walk away please.

Every time. Sigh haduken.

Go ahead. You can do it too. It’s therapeutic.

March 16th, 2010 | link

Full circle internet relationships.

March 16th, 2010 | link

Also,

Ok this cage isn’t so bad at least I have a water bowl wait a minute…

I still love you, dad, even if you did cage me as a child. Now please pay for graduate school. You don’t have a choice. THE INTERNET KNOWS WHAT YOU DID.

March 16th, 2010 | link

my sister (Hi Stephanie!), my grandmother (whom we called Mom Mom), and me

This was taken maybe around 1998. Stephanie, is that right? I think I was 15 years old.

March 14th, 2010 | link

Phil is sick, so I’m preaching today at Wits’ End.

I can’t believe Phil and my church allow me to do this. So fun.

March 12th, 2010 | link

Just south of the Ballard bridge on 15th there is what appears to be a sign graveyard. Old burger signs, garage signs, giant arrows, neon tubes and lightbulbs are everywhere, an advertisement for everything. Roger owns the shop and has built so much of the signage that I pass every day in Seattle.

Me: Do you have any competition in the city?

Roger: Who cares.

Me: We should be friends, Roger.

He talked to me for about an hour, showing me photographs of signs he’s made over the course of 30 years and telling me story after story of store owners and how difficult it was to put up this sign or repair that neon.

Me: Can I buy this S?

Roger: Sure, but I’m going to charge you extra for all the stories I’ve told you.

It is so bright in my bedroom and creates this perfect hum in B flat when it’s turned on. It’s one of those things that I don’t expect many people to understand, but my friends that know me get it and love it with me, even if they think it’s slightly ridiculous.

Thanks, Roger, for the S and for the stories.

March 11th, 2010 | link

Turned in these prints (each was 20×30) for a project in Theology II yesterday. The integration and interaction of art and theology is one of the main reasons why I came to MHGS.

The last one of the 5 was my absolute favorite. It’s a photograph of my father in college.

March 5th, 2010 | link

Hey Barbara. I faved your tweet. #NoJoke #irony

March 5th, 2010 | link

Kj, editing her thesis

Me, editing my thesis

Me: Hey Kj. Describe your thesis in brief.

Kj: I might have to revise it once I say it. Ok: Using Christianity’s responses to the Twilight phenomenon to critique evangelical theology of gender and sexuality.

My thesis is on the same thing, except Bill Murray rolling his eyes.

Snapshots or Proofs of Existence II

March 4th, 2010 | link

Snapshots of Proofs of Existence I