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Now it is time for a little non "snes" because from now on all of the topics will not include a Super Nintendo entertainment system. consider the phrase nonsnes coined... like a Mario game. (I just refereed back to a snes if you missed that... I am a massive hypocrite) So from now on further more in this post I will not mention any such things.

    Continuing let me say that I have dearly missed this as I always do, if I would only make time once a month for you guys I would remain more content.  I guess hobbies just hit the back burner when life gets busy, yet it is the hobbies that really keep us sane and able to keep on keeping on.  Not that I have a surplus on non nonsensical speech to lay down on you guys because my mind has had a lot of sense to sort through of late and the non variety just did not get much time to abide with me so in turn it cannot be presented to you as a tangible read pleasure.

PS. Nonsnes... use it, love it, live it... except do not actually

use it as a life guideline because the SNES is literally one of

the greatest things this world has ever known within it's limits.

I just want you to use the word

PPS. I have also started to use the world tropical to replace the word

typical... just a heads up for any future reference or usage of the word

tropical when it does not make sense try saying typical and made

clarity will be added.

Free Time

Yep I got some of that right now

    You might not think that I am telling the truth when I say that I don't actually get a lot of this, but I honestly do not have a whole lot and what I do have gets used up pretty quickly.  This is all to say that you should buckle up for a life update.

    So about three weeks ago I officially left another job and house for a new job, new house, and new title.  So I have moved "bach" to the stein and though I am still renting it is in an even older house that has a lot of original old house left and it is lovingly called The Museum" or just Zeum for short. So at the Zeum we will have four dudes splitting costs and that is pretty stellar making for cheapish living and while staying there I will be working a concrete job all the while being known as Pastor Alexander.  That last bit is the reason for the move and transition, and between having long hours at work and preparing sermons I have little to no free time.

    In other news I have commenced looking at houses, not for immediate purchase but it is floating around in my head and secondly next weekend is a test coffee event for the potential of floating a coffee shop sorta idea... any who, that just about sums up anything interesting in my life minus getting the opportunity to play soccer again.

    PS. Thanks for the care, you guys are legit

Baby go relax

    Yes yes, I do this far too often.  I stop posting just long enough for people to forget about this thing, and then, just when you thought I grew up I come back. As Malcom would tell you I am back outta retirement.

    As per usual I have an excuse for my lack of posting... and like every other time it is a little thing called life. Unfortunately it gets busy and a little crazy, so here I am again to tell you all about it, and after this refreshing reminder of how good it feels to blog I am sure that I will start doing more often once again and then fall of the big horse.  Freakin Saddles

    So I have been working... and the whole world can't believe it... but that is not the point.  A while back I had the push to start looking to ministry as a form of work.  Yes... that means "church" work, and long story a little shorter, after a lot of conversation, prayer, and listening I am on the verge of starting my trial period at a Church.  Not that I will be getting paid per say.  So a substantial change looms in the future and I am tired of it looming, I just want to get into it, but for now I wait so that anticipation can play it's full role.

   And now back to the regular gibberish that my finger tips crave and thirst for.  The reason I know that it will be gibberish is because now that I have glazed over my, so called, busy life there isn't anything significant to tell you about.  Scratch that... I just remembered (don't worry... I do realize the internet is not a typewriter and I do have the capability to edit but it is more fun having you guys involved) I am back on the push up wagon... on the race for 1 000 000, I fell off the proverbial rail cart a while ago with Christmas and a mentally draining job.  (that's another thing, this past year (thus far) has included my first taste of working in the design industry (double parenthesis unlocked (it's been too long old friend)) (and tosses in the triple for good measure).

PS.  Not to kill a horse with a dead squirrel but...

PARECEPION 

PPS. It's easier than you might think... the bit about

parenthesis within parenthesis, not the ability to kill

animals with other dead animals, that's just freakin

IMPRESSIVE

Something Fun... no description needed

Old Trick Same Results

     Lets begin with a news update on what is going on in my life, then maybe I will be inspired on how to continue to type words.  Who knew that it would take till March before I would be able to write something down for you guys.  If you haven't heard I am officially out of construction work, maybe not forever but it's a start.  I am currently living in a house with a couple of other guys, which can be very good, but also stretching.... That reminds me, did I ever tell you guys about the legend that use to be Herman, and upon checking back on old posts I have realized that I have not.... so I suppose it's story time.

    The day is one of change, and so change was truly about to happen but before we get to the punchline lets build a bit of a background for this story to really shine.  I will start by introducing to you the main character (who happens to be a car.... a really old car... but not antic)  His name is Herman, and he was a huge part of my life as I finished high school and entered into college.  Though he had some respiratory issues which made him sound a little rough around the edges he was reliable and a faithful gem of Japanese engineering.  Many happy memories happened because of that beautiful machine.  So as you have figured out Herman is no longer with us which takes you to today, but the story I will tell you is not about the future or present but rather the past. 

   

    We find ourselves on the moving day, the day on which life changed from Steinbach to Winkler.  From Student to... whatever comes after that... On the day that the move is made is also the day that has brought a whole lot of rain to a climax and consequently filled the streets of the said new town.  Yet puddle after puddle  Herman blows through them without straining and everything is turning out swimmingly.  He graciously brings me to my new residences and happily drops me off.  Fast forward an hour and everything is moved into the house, so now it is time to grab a coffee with the family as they had helped me move.

    We travel to the coffee shop and before us is one last puddle which didn't make me nervous at all since every other puddle had been a breeze for mister reliable.  As you have probably guessed this puddle was a tad deeper than the rest, but did the people on the sidelines wave me down... not even maybe but rather cheered as a huge wave tumbled over Herman's hood, and thus ushered in his last breath that happened to be filled with water.  Next thing that happened was sort of surreal as water rushed in and we were forced to climb out of the windows and push his lifeless corpses to the sidelines.