Feet
so today the saga of my feet woes (which i haven't mentioned before) continued. to take a step back and see what i'm talking about would go back to the beginning of this week. i have this pair of rubber speedo sandals. theyr'e my favorite and i wear them all the time. as favorite sandals which are worn all the time are want to do, they began to smell a little sour. when it got to where i could just stand still in one place for a few seconds and the ordor could get up to my nose, i'd had enough. so i gave them a good sudsy scrubbing in the shower. then i propped them up in the sun by the window. after drying for a while they were certainly much cleaner and a good deal less sour. but they did still have a little smell. so i had this old tube of deodorant... since i wasn't going to use it anymore i decided to rub some of it under the sole of the sandal. it smelled much better, but one problem persisted. every time i took a step the slippery sole scootched back until several inches would be hanging out the back behind my heel. my remedy for this was obvious... just since the strap really tight to hold it on my foot. nope.....big mistake. in no time at all i had a fat red sore on the top of one of my toes. so i had to go barefoot for a while to ease the pain. the last couple of days it's finally been better enough to wear them again and then along came the ag pond/ island party burger bash... (continued in paragraph after next, the following is some background info)
the burger bash was put on by the fraternity brothers under christ. they had tons of inflatable stuff, inflatable "american gladiator," inflatable obstacle course, a tug-of-war (where two people stand with their backs to this inflatable post with ropes coming out of it. both people run forward, away from eachother, and see who makes it the farthest before the rope runs out and you jerk against eachother. or see who can jerk the other person the farthest) and all sorts of stuff. there was also volley ball. and of course the were lots of cokes and burgers and snow cones and that sort of thing. in the middle of the event they had a time where they turned off the music and a guy named jason shared his testimony. it was really good. so i did all these things, including giving someone a bloody nose in the gladiator arena, and managed to get really tired.
...once ever made it to the bash, we started doing stuff together. we raced eachother in the obstacle course twice. the first time i won, but by the second time i was so pooped out from all the stuff i could hardly move and my arms were jelly. so when i got to the top of the slide, i just lay on my stomache and slid down. this is about the time i experienced big time vinyl burn. yep, one foot in particular got a 1/2 inch long, 3/4 inch wide burn on the top. so once again, i cannot comfortably wear my shoes. bleh.
anyway. went to an orchestra concert this evening. it was quite good. dr wurtz had a trumpet solo in the middle. i definitely want a recording of this one.
went over to rayna's and we watched rat race. yeah, ahem... and we also watched another thing, i think it was called blast. we didn't get to finish, but it was i believe a broadway performance done by all these brass players, percussionists, dancers, singers, and it was really amazing. they had these incredible stunts choreogrphed, including one guy who would do cartwheels with one arm while hanging onto his small tuba with the other. and a big "battle of the drummers" where they all ran around on stage stabbing eachother with their drum sticks and stuff. the lighting was incredible. grandpa would have been impressed. i think. or let me just say he would have liked it, though i'm sure he could have done it himself. i can't go on about nearly all the stuff they did or i would never finish this post. since bed is calling, i must go!
gallimaufry \gal-uh-MAW-free\, noun:A medley; a hodgepodge.
the burger bash was put on by the fraternity brothers under christ. they had tons of inflatable stuff, inflatable "american gladiator," inflatable obstacle course, a tug-of-war (where two people stand with their backs to this inflatable post with ropes coming out of it. both people run forward, away from eachother, and see who makes it the farthest before the rope runs out and you jerk against eachother. or see who can jerk the other person the farthest) and all sorts of stuff. there was also volley ball. and of course the were lots of cokes and burgers and snow cones and that sort of thing. in the middle of the event they had a time where they turned off the music and a guy named jason shared his testimony. it was really good. so i did all these things, including giving someone a bloody nose in the gladiator arena, and managed to get really tired.
...once ever made it to the bash, we started doing stuff together. we raced eachother in the obstacle course twice. the first time i won, but by the second time i was so pooped out from all the stuff i could hardly move and my arms were jelly. so when i got to the top of the slide, i just lay on my stomache and slid down. this is about the time i experienced big time vinyl burn. yep, one foot in particular got a 1/2 inch long, 3/4 inch wide burn on the top. so once again, i cannot comfortably wear my shoes. bleh.
anyway. went to an orchestra concert this evening. it was quite good. dr wurtz had a trumpet solo in the middle. i definitely want a recording of this one.
went over to rayna's and we watched rat race. yeah, ahem... and we also watched another thing, i think it was called blast. we didn't get to finish, but it was i believe a broadway performance done by all these brass players, percussionists, dancers, singers, and it was really amazing. they had these incredible stunts choreogrphed, including one guy who would do cartwheels with one arm while hanging onto his small tuba with the other. and a big "battle of the drummers" where they all ran around on stage stabbing eachother with their drum sticks and stuff. the lighting was incredible. grandpa would have been impressed. i think. or let me just say he would have liked it, though i'm sure he could have done it himself. i can't go on about nearly all the stuff they did or i would never finish this post. since bed is calling, i must go!
gallimaufry \gal-uh-MAW-free\, noun:A medley; a hodgepodge.
posted by quirky at 11:48 PM
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Curious as to what Jason said and how he was received. Anybody seem impacted by it? Hope your feet doing better. Remeber to treat it like a burn, cuz it iz - papa
jason really had quite a long talk. he said that when he was growing up he experienced lots of family problems. his dad especially was very anti-christian. his dad always told him that he [his dad] would tell him [jason] everything he needed to know. jason, who during his younger years and through junior high was an all A's student, began doing very poorly in school and failing many of his classes due to the trouble he was experiencing at home. this continued for sometime, until he met a group of guys who were christians who invited him to come play volley ball. every week after playing volley ball they would talk about their faith and read the bible and really used the event for evangelical purposes. this of course gradually began to wear off on jason. his dad found out that it was a christian organization and wanted him to stop going, but jason was able to get his permission by saying he wasn't going for any of the christian stuff, just to play volleyball, which at the time was true. but one day a verse someone read really stuck in his head. it was, "there is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads unto death." and he realized that he couldn't just live the way he wanted to. and he realized that the way that seemed right to his father also might not be right. and looking at his fathers life made this seem quite probable. he got a bible which he read all the time, under the covers of his bed at night especially to keep his father from finding out. his dad eventually realized what was going on at volley ball night and made him stop going, but he still had his bible. one day the same group invited him again, this time to go bowling. his dad let him go, not realizing it was the same people, since he had brought his grades up. that night one of the parents called of the bowling group called about something, not realizing the situation at home, and his father found out. when he got home late with the group and got out of the van, his enraged father was there screaming and cursing at them and threatening and saying he was going to charge them with kidnapping and all this stuff. jason was really frightened, but i was at that moment that he realized something. he loved jesus and he was willing to die for him. he could face his father with the strength of his savior. and i can't remember all the details but that was how he got to where he is today. this brief account of jason's testimony concludes this longest comment of all time.
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