throwing away books

had time today. parked under a shady tree and left the door wide open. the sky is blue with lots of clouds. looks like a creamy blueberry milkshake. i sat silently for a minute until i felt the cool, strong wind wash me over. then i started to pray, provoked by God through the invisible molecules that is the air.

i sold all my books in my room. now my room looks and feels naked. at first i regreted doing it, not because i traded three boxes of books for nine dollars, but because i kinda felt slightly empty, just slightly. i kept a few books though: my collection of Arthur C. Clark novels and a red book called The Adventures of Tom Sawyer that i found buried underneath a pile of forgotten and abandoned books. i held on to the red book of Tom Sawyer because i received it from my mother, whom i love dearly, when i was a boy in grade school. i remember receiving it as a present but being disappointed that it was a book and moreover a book i had no interest in. so probably sometime in the fall of 2006, like in October, i will read that book from cover to cover. i've never read that story before.

AT ONCE an incredible adventure narrative and a penetrating biographical portrait, The River of Doubt, is the true story of Theodore Roosevelt's harrowing exploration of one of the most dangerous rivers on earth.

by Candice Millard

This will be my new companion on my long flight from the west coast to the east. Should i keep my nose in the book or should i dare to look outside hoping to catch the bombs bursting in the air on that night of July 4th. if there be explosions they'll be explosions from another perspective, from another dimension. then again it's a big, thick book, so i should try and finish it on the one-way trip. i don't want to be tempted to read this book A River of Doubt while taking my classes. that's gotta be one heck of a motivation or one heck of a distraction. i'd probably get distracted since i have terrible stage fright ever since i was a baby. i remember i was terrified to look at a costumed character in the eye at disneyland, granted though it was a scary character (a wolf w/ big teeth). i still have that picture somewhere too. and i also remember being too shy in kindergarten, so most of my attention went to a giant stuffed teddy bear where all the books were. hmm, maybe that's why i find some level of comfort around books (not necessarily reading them, but just being surrounded by them).

france vs. korea.

i watching the 2nd half of this worldcup 2006 game. france is good, but i didn't know france was overrun by african immigrants. most of their players are black. funny how france and a handful of other european nations invaded and marketed the people of africa. i guess history has its sense of irony.

i am continued to be impressed by the longevity and performance of one of my random videos on YouTube. it is slowly yet surely racking up votes and comments as well as being favorited by as many as 26 separate viewers thus far. here's the link. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wasYNNfnfVE

my passport is taking forever to get here. it's been over a month. you can always rely on the government of one of the most powerful and influencial nations in the world, the Unites States of America, for some of the slowest government services known to man. i also need to get shiny, black dress shoes. i need a shave and a haircut. i've recovered from a recent attack of food poisoning. i'm envisioning a few things wrong with the new and emerging church.