Kevin The (un)Faithful.

"KEVIN. STOP SUCKING & WRITE SOMETHING."

-Ashley Hawkins-

I was going to start this post off by saying "Merry Christmas errrbody!"  But then i realized it is 12:15 AM and Xmas ended 15 minutes ago.  O how time flies...

It is a crazy thing.  I feel like i was just talking to the guys about how it is going to be so much fun when they come out.  How i could not wait.  That was like four months ago.  And now they will be here (with the exception of Landon who comes a little later) in about 2 and a half hours.  I feel like the last 6 months of my life have kind of escaped me.

I think part of the problem is that i feel devoid of purpose.  It is like my main goal in life right now is to go to school...and i think you all know how i feel about school.  And i also have no one really close to me to share my days with.  So i tend to just float by waiting for the future to come about.  And i don't like that.  Cause then when good things happen that i have been looking forward to (like this Grand Canyon adventure), they come and go, and i get bummed out again, waiting for the next thing to happen.  And i don't know what God wants me to do...

And that is another thing.  As i was waiting to come back to Arizona, i began to just let time pass with out a lot of consideration to what i was doing.  And i let my relationship with God slip, and replaced Him with other things.  And so it is like a vicious circle...i need guidance, but in the absence of guidance i go astray.  Perhaps there in lies the point.  God is teaching me patience and endurance...

So i am not sure where i am going from here.  I do have plans for the next six months or so, and possible ideas for afterwards, but i am really not one-hundred percent positive.  I really just want a clear vision from God.  Perhaps having all the guys here will help.  I know it is going to be so good...i just wish i wasn't so tired right now.  Haha.

Well.  I don't really feel like posting this...it isn't all that great.  But o well, i am over-due!  Sorry about my absence guys.

Communion

"We are not two,
We are one."

I watched The Darjeeling Limited tonight with Jessica Biel...she is even more attractive in person.

I decided i wanted to watch Wes Anderson's new movie tonight. Of the two showings, the 7 and the 10, i settled on the 10. Figured i would give my self plenty of time so that i would not feel rushed getting there. Turned out to be a good decision.

I headed off to Albertsons down the road to get some "treats" for the movie. I ended up wondering through the prepared food section and came across their bread selection. I was reminded of Landon and late night runs to the super market. Also of the time Kenny got a left-over loaf from church that we munched on as we rode in the church truck down to City Hall to set up for the Day of Prayer. So i bought a loaf like the one Kenny had. I love starch.

As i walked over to the drink section i saw a college age looking girl doing her grocery shopping. I suddenly thought of shopping with my future wife and it made me smile. I am looking forward to having someone to shop with.

Once in the drink section i settled on some Arizona RxStress iced tea, both for value and quality, and proceeded to the check out isle. As i waited to pay i ended up grabbing a bag of peanut M&M's. I have been eating those a lot lately...perhaps because they are what my mom always gets.

Having payed for my items i jumped back on my bike...well...not really jumped; there is the whole process of getting my iPod going, putting the lights on my bike so i do not get hit by a car, undoing the bike lock, putting my gloves on to keep my hands from freezing due to wind chill, and finally putting my helmet on before actually "jumping on my bike..." and headed off for the promenade.

I got to the promenade with about 45 minutes to spare. So i grabbed a Latte from good ole' Starbucks and read some of Isaiah. As the time drew near for the movie, i made my way to the theater. Right next to the theater there is this little Antique shop, and as i was passing it this wooden figure in the window caught my eye. I am not sure what it was about the little figure of a man that made me stop, but i think it had something to do with the expression on his face. The store was closed, but i think i will return to see how much it costs tomorrow.

Arriving at the theater a little earlier than i planned, i milled about the lobby as i waited for the movie to begin. I went in about 5 minutes before the previews started and found a seat. Then, low and behold, who walks in a couple minutes before the movie starts? Jessica Biel. I thought perhaps my eyes, due to the the low lighting, were deceiving me. But there was no denying it, it was her. I was kind of surprised though, i always imagined her being taller...or something.

Well, the movie began and ended. And Jessica left as soon as the credits began to roll. I sat and watched the scenery pass on the screen as the credits ran. And an idea came to me. I am still not sure if it was from my own brain, or if God was speaking it in to my head. But it got me thinking. And so as i walked back to my bicycle i wondered a little. I even ended up finding where all the homeless people culminate in the promenade. I then began hoping of being able to go to each one of them sometime in the future to give them something...like a cot for the night (the benches are hard and steel), or maybe a new watch (not sure why), or perhaps just the love of Jesus Christ.

Arriving at my mode of transportation i headed for home and continued to ponder the new idea that had come to me after the movie. I decided i would need to do some praying when i got home when another idea hit me. I had unknowingly purchased items for communion (having eaten the M&M's in the theater) and so would be able to break bread and drink from "the cup" when i got home. I was excited.

God didn't really speak to me about the idea that came to me after the movie during my prayer time, but He did speak to me about some other stuff. And one of the things was that i am to get rid of the internet on my computer. Not give up internet altogether, but just to not have it on my laptop. So i finished praying, read about The Last Supper in all four gospels, and partook of the flesh and blood of Jesus Christ.

Now we are caught up to the present. I am on Blogspot typing a farewell message as i consume more starch and herbal tea. I will perhaps check online from time to time at school or what not, but i can not guarantee a new post for a while. I wish you all well! Adieu.



O, and one more thing: I thought it was funny how i saw Adrian Brody after paying for the most expensive latte of my life, and then saw Jessica Biel while watching the most expensive movie of my life, which just so happened to have Adrian Brody in it...haha. And did i ever mention i saw dolphins at the beach the first time i used my dolphin towel i had just purchased at Longs Drugs? It was the only one they had left...

200 Limit

A list of some of the text messages i have saved on my phone...

Seth: Keep on the Kingdom. Mt 6:33


Courtney (Cheebs): kwazy, Woofus!


Jared Parker: No. You punk kids with your rap music and your drugs. Always with the fighting and the smoking drugs!


Landon: 5 artists that remind me of you: mxpx, afi, paul simon, johny cash! And beat boxing from your mouth. Haha what about me?


Landon: If you suddenly find yourself without a life sunday night, consider attending the brown side homework ball at zippys, grand hall. Slutty attire permitted.


Aley: Mhmz. It's gonna be da most shizzin hw party cause shley shley will be dere.


Chris: Motherfucker


Justin: I finally got my stinkn license!!! (4/13/07)


Landon: I'm feeling fat.....and sassy


Noelle: Kev, don't you wanna see the cobrasnake????


Landon: The damn girls are gonna kill me.....i need you!


Landon: Oh her....Little summer suicide is my....SLAVE..I USE HER HAIR AS A LAMP TO SAVE ENERGY. ITS NUCLEAR.


Suzie FLOATZ!: Booty dancing isnt as fun without you.


Suzie FLOATZ!: Me and landon are the official deming brother airport transporters. Yes!


Rachael: Haha youre despicable, ranger


Aley: Youz abitch.


Suzie FLOATZ!: Youz abitch.


Noelle: You'z a bitch.


Dad: Kevin, Happy Birthday - Dad


Suzie FLOATZ!: And i pray that you, being roted and established in love may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ and to the measure of the fullness of God. Ephesians 3 go read your bible.


Suzie FLOATZ!: Unless your korean, blind, or have a gay or dead parent, youre not getting any scholarships- mama sterch.


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That is about all of them. There are a few more, but without context they aren't that meaningful.

Oh Life...

GAH!

I feel very strange right now. I believe it stems from a mixture of too much sleep and not being right with God. It is funny, my relationship with God has really come to a place where it is not so much that i feel convicted about the things i do, but that i feel the strain in our relationship when i do things i know He does not approve of. Like when i tease my brother in front of my mom...or i talk about not caring for school in front of my dad...or when i say "Actually..." to one of my friends...haha.
Good ole' Don Miller...

I am reading "Is That Really You, GOD?" by Loren Cunningham, the guy who God used to create YWAM. My mom sent it to me to read because i am waiting on the Lord to tell me what to do...and it talks about listening to the Lord, and how God spoke to him about YWAM back when he was 20. I have read two chapters of it and it is really great. I think it will be good for me. Especially because the Lord told me to stop being stubborn and listen to my good, Godly mother when i was praying a few weeks ago.

So life is going by...and i know a little of what my ministry is to be for the time being. One basic thing is sharing a life in Christ with those around me. Another i think is to take in the world...to feel how lost it is...and how powerless i am...but how powerful God is. And it is all very cliche' and simple. But it is all very new and real and frightening at the same time.

I rode in to Los Angeles this past weekend on a Greyhound bus. The sun was setting red over the city through the thick haze of wildfire smoke. The landscape around me was industrial and desolate and as i looked out the large windows i felt as if i were being driven in to a war zone. I got excited. I was sad due to leaving my family behind in Arizona, but i got excited again for things to come. Perhaps i watch too many movies like Lord of the Rings and get this feeling like i have to be part of a war to accomplish anything great in this life. But i am apart of a war, and the amazing thing is that LOTR is only a metaphor for the war that has been raging for all of history. So in a sense i really was being driven to the front lines of a war. Though not a physical war, but a spiritual one, and no matter where i go i will always be on the front-line.

Where the Truth Lies

It is intense. I found truth with the crippled man begging for money on the promenade.

I have been approached countless times by these people with little index like cards on 3td St. Promenade. They ask if i am interested in any of the questions printed on the card, such questions as "Does God exist?", "Is there a spiritual world?, "Is there an afterlife?", and so on. Once i pick a question they then ask me what i think or believe about the chosen question. Despite my answer, they always invite me back to their "center" on 4th street to learn more.
I always try to start a conversation with these people, wanting to know what they are trying to get me into. It sounds like some sort of Christian group. Yet i always get the same response. They are reluctant to really share anything with me, but just kept insisting i go to watch the introduction video at the "center". Talking to more and more of them it started to sound like they are Christians, referring to the Bible and all, and so one day, when i did not have an excuse not to go, i went along with one of them to watch the introduction video.
Well. They are not Christian. They sure do talk a lot about the Bible, and the fall of man, and knowing God, but it is definitely not Christianity. It almost sounds like something the Anti-Christ has started, haha...but seriously.
They want me to make appointments to watch the video series that explains their beliefs, but i feel i have gotten enough from the intro video and from reading stuff on their website. It is interesting because this thing, which supposedly has expanded to other countries, was started right here in Santa Monica. Perhaps God wants me to bring an end to it...somehow.

Another interesting thing that goes on down on 3rd street is this group of Hindu like clad people singing and dancing and playing instruments of sorts. Interested in what exactly they were i stopped to talk to one of their group who was passing out pamphlets. He explained that they are worshiping God, which kind of struck me. Alex was with me and we explained that we were Christians, and i think he sort of tailored his speech to appeal to us. What he said sounded a lot like Christian beliefs, but after reading the little booklet he gave us, again, was shown the truth.

It is crazy, they say Satan works in cunning ways. I think these are prime examples of how people can be lead astray by things that sounds good, and are close to the truth, but are not the truth. So it surprised me where i found Jesus on the promenade.

I started reading in Acts again recently and i get so excited. It is the church's birth, and people coming to Christ because of the miracles being performed before their very eyes. And i began to wonder where that is in the church today. Why aren't there miraculous healings happening every day in the church for non-believers to see that the power of Christ is tangible and real? You hear of the occasional miracle, but not like the body of Christ in Acts. And then i thought of this man i see down on 3rd St. Promenade from time to time. He has crippled hands and a sign that explains that he needs money for surgery to fix the arthritis that as deformed him. I felt that God wanted me to pray for him...and i knew that God would heal him.
Alex and I went down to the promenade earlier this evening so he could check out some stuff at Barnes and Nobles and guess who we saw. The crippled man with his sign. As we walked in his direction i felt that familiar prodding of the Lord. God was telling me to pray for him. Of course i began to resist as usual. But as we walked past him i began to feel super convicted. It was as if God was saying "It appears you don't have faith in my healing power." So i turned to Alex and i asked him if he would like to pray for the man. Alex, surprisingly, was willing. So we turned around and approached the man and asked if we could pray for him.
It was the most amazing thing. It turned out the man, whose name is John, actually began to minister to us! He is a believer, and a very solid one at that. We had a nice long conversation about what it means to be a Christian, how Christians are now-a-days, and about miracles and having patience when it comes to the Lord. We did pray for him, i was shaking like usual when i know i am praying for what God wants me to, and i was really expecting his hands to straiten out right beneath my hands. That did not happen, but the encounter was definitely of God.

It is so crazy how you can go through life and find God in the least suspected place. It is also amazing how God can teach people about His character through a crippled man begging for money on the streets. It was a great experience for me, and i think it meant a lot to Alex too. I know i will be seeing John again in the future, and i look forward to having more conversations with him. I also know i will pray for him each time i see him. Perhaps God will heal him miraculously on 3rd St. and we can bring hundreds of people to Christ right there. But then again, perhaps God will listen to the prayers and send some money to John so he can get the surgery he needs. Either way, i know God is working, and it is all in his timing.

To All My Friends

I delight in you. I am not sure i have ever said this before, but i really do delight in our friendship. I delight in spending time with you. This is why i spend so many waking ours on the computer, because i miss being able to spend time with you. It is why i use too many of Landon's cell phone minutes, because i get so caught up in talking with you that i forget i am doing it on his dime. One of my greatest joys in life is being able to hang out and have conversations with you, whether deep or shallow, because i delight in being with you.

Part of this i believe is because we can relate on a level that not everyone can. We know Jesus Christ, our Lord and savior, and because of this deeper knowledge of life we can relate in a way that is more real and authentic. There is nothing holding us back from true friendship. And because of this i know you will understand when i tell you that we won't be able spend as much time with each other from now on.

I feel i have neglected God. As much as i delight in you, i want to delight in Him all the more. I want to delight in Him upon my waking, and upon my sleeping. I want to delight in the fact that He is present through out my day, walking beside me and guiding me. As funny as this sounds, it is because i delight in Him more than i delight in you. And i love how i can tell you this and you will in no way feel upset or jealous, because you delight in Him more than you delight in me too. And i love how i don't have to explain why this is, because you understand, and i love how you understand. It is why this whole deeper relationship thing is so beautiful.

So i may not be on AIM as much from now on. I may not frequent my Facebook quite as often. I may not reply as quickly to E-mails and Blogspot comments. And forgive me if i do not initiate the phone calls all the time. Because i am going to be with God. I am going to be delighting in His presence more than i ever have before. And i want to give Him my undivided attention.

-Kevin

More than Deism

We had our first bible study tonight.

One of the staff guys from Christian Challenge named Cliff called me up last week wanting to know if i was interested in a possible bible study. So Alex and I met up with him, another staff guy whose name escapes me, and Mark last Wednesday night at 7 to get some hamburgers and get to know one another. Mark is another freshman at SMC who i found out has been attending the same church as me. He plays volleyball ladies. It was cool hanging out and getting to know them, they all seem like good, Godly men.

So we decided that we were all free on Wednesday nights at 7 and that we would continue to meet and have a weekly bible study. We met at the school cafeteria tonight and it looks like we will be meeting there from now on. It is cool because we are able to be a witness to our fellow students, instead of just having it at Starbucks or something. Cliff led the discussion which was entitled "Concept of God" and dealt with good biblical truths about God. It was a good time and i got to know the other guys hearts a little better.

But, above all, the best thing of the night was that i got to talk to Alex afterwards about something that came up during the bible study. He really opened up about some stuff that had been going on in his life and effecting his relationship with the Lord and i was able to pray with him. It was a really big step forward in our friendship and it is cool how God used this new bible study to bring it about.

Shows

Venue: 3rd St. Promenade
Performing: Seis Cuerdas





Venue: Henry Fonda Theater (aka: Music Box)
Performing: Goldenboy, Copeland, The Rentals





Free shows by great artists are the best. I really enjoy listening to those two guys playing a sort of rocked out version of flamenco on their acoustic guitars. If you search for them on google you will come up with their site that has music on it.
Copeland was a little disappointing because only the lead singer was there, the rest of the band couldn't make it on account of some sort of family emergency. But it was still a pretty cool acoustic set with a violin accompaniment. I was also a little bummed because they did not play California.
Please forgive the poor video quality. Natalie said that me with out a video camera is like a person with out an arm, or leg, or some part of their body. Well, i guess i lied, i do have a video camera...it just is really tiny and can only record crappy 15-17 second segments.
Goldenboy was cool. They have a cool sort of driving sound that gets my head bobbing. And The Rentals were a surprise to say the least. They are quite a mix-matched group of musicians, but with high energy that's fun to experience live. I think if Jared Parker was the lead in a band he would perform like the lead guy of The Rentals.
O, and the sound quality was great. I think i am going to enjoy attending more shows here in Cali. Especially Brand New...oooohhh, Brand New...

O...and ^she^ was in The Rentals...

God Bless You

Today, as i was riding back from lunch, i heard the loud and all too familiar sound of a tire popping. I turned and saw that this white car had taken a right turn too wide and hit the curb way too hard, popping the front left tire. He then continued up this incline where he could get out of the way of traffic. I decided to check and see if he needed any help, even though i figured he wouldn't.

I get there and it is an older man with a younger girl, presumably his daughter or grand daughter. I offer to help and he actually accepts my offer. Well, it turns out that it is a rental car from pretty far away and the wrench in the trunk doesn't actually fit the lug nuts. It also appeared the man had not changed many tires in his lifetime. So i proved to be of some use after all.

I made two short trips home to try and find tools in the garage of the house where i am staying. The first time i found a wrench that was too big, and the second time i found one that did not have a long enough handle to provide enough leverage. So, the gentleman handed me twenty bucks and i rode down to the local Kragen (same as a Checker Auto Parts) to purchase a brand new lug nut wrench.

Upon my return we were able to remove the tire and put on the spare. The man was very grateful and shook my hand and said "God bless you." Which was funny, because that is exactly how i was hoping God would use me, to be a blessing to him. Then we parted ways.

I felt like i needed a card or something, like that guy who helped out Landon and Aley when Landon's car broke down. But i think the fact that i helped out was enough. It was cool, my legs have been really sore from riding around everywhere, but the whole time i was helping him out i did not feel it one bit. Serving actually gives me fulfillment, and i am glad that God has put that in me.

I Clicked Create

I am going to be writing a lot of posts. I have been trying to keep track of who i have told what, and who i have not told what, and what i have not told to whom, and whom i did not tell of what, and i loose track of it all. So, short of keeping a log of what topics i cover in what conversations, i think that creating more blogs will help me to keep the bases covered.

I have been doing a lot of reading and watching of movies of late and i must say i thoroughly enjoy it. I just finished reading "90 Minutes in Heaven" and i have moved on to Praise Habit by David Crowder. I have read a grand total of about 12 pages, and from that little bit i have decided that i absolutely love the book. David Crowder's writing is humorous and fun, but also poetic and deeply moving...

Where were the God moments? Where was Living Praise? Did praise Happen? Could praise happen? What if it did? Were opportunities missed? Was praise just beneath the service? Could it be a flood? Maybe it's just damned? Maybe if the damn burst we would drown in it. Do we dare pick up a sledgehammer and start swinging? It could be difficult. It could wear at you. This could be hard labor. I don't know if i have the back for it. And i think i like my water in small doses. I like the sound of the drip. But there is cracking in my lips and they bleed when i smile. My hands are dry to the touch. So dry i can't feel you anymore. Pick it up? It is needed? It is what is necessary? I want to drown. I want a different air than what i've been breathing. I will swing. I will swing with all my might. I will swing until there is the sound of breaking. I will swing. Over and Over and Over and Over and Over and Over ad Over and Over and Over and Over...

-David Crowder-

I love how he compares the thirst for water, and the cracking of dried lips when smiling, to our need to give God praise. I know that feeling. The feeling of your skin cracking as you try to express enjoyment. The lines showing where there is not enough moisture. Lines that split when strained. It is annoying, perhaps not unbearable, but very unpleasant. And that is what life becomes when we go with out acknowledging God's glory.

Reading what i write, and paying attention to my thoughts, i have come to realize that i romanticize a lot. Although i feel it is usually in relation to God and what he is doing in my life and the lives of people around me. Perhaps i want my life to be like the stories in the movies and the books. I think that life with God is like that though. And so with this post i will continue to romanticize with God. I suppose he does not have a Create button.

A Month In

I said i would let you know how i like Santa Monica in a month and a half, and it has only been a month, but i say that is long enough!

Jinky's, where to begin...

Santa Monica is a lovely place. It is sunny and cool every day. Perfect beach weather all the time. Yet, i have realized that i had grown to love the sporadic weather of Hawaii. Showering one second, sunny the next. It was like we had the best of both worlds, all the time. Although i have heard that the sun makes humans happy. Having to do with releasing some chemical in the body. Which would be a good thing for my first month here, because it has been harder than i thought it would be.

In fact, i did not think it would be hard at all. I thought it would be great and exciting. The experience has been good, but i never realized how important friends and family are to general happiness in life. I took for granted having so many friends in Hawaii and having my family in Arizona. Coming to Santa Monica meant i would have neither. Well, i have had Alex, but i never really talked to him for more than 5 minutes before coming to Cali. I have come to realize just how important meaningful relationships are in life. With out them i feel empty on the inside, and it has taken me this long just to really start to feel better. Although the feeling still creeps in from time to time.

That is not to say that my experience here thus far has not been exciting and grand. Santa Monica is a place unlike any of my previous living experiences. School is good, and easy, and i am enjoying my classes. The beach is a short distance West from our place and i can ride my bike there in a matter of minutes. There are also a plethora of shops and coffee houses and pubs and music venues to be found within short proximity. So exploring my new home has been fun.

Church has been another good experience that is making me feel more at home here, and i knew it would. I met more people than i can remember names for at church this past weekend. Then, at school yesterday, there was a table set up for the on campus christian club that i had been looking for with no luck. Not to mention my relationship with God is growing in to new places that it has not been been before. Now all i need to do is find a job and i will be set.

In conclusion...

I think i need to start making more posts about my life in general here in SoCal, because it seems to sum it all up in to one post is out of the question. Lesson learned. I am looking forward to seeing where God has to take me from here.











Photos Courtesy of Alex D.

You and Me

"You and me, we've seen everything to see, from Bangkok to Calgary. And the souls of your shoes are all worn down. The time for sleep is now, but it's nothing to cry about, cause we'll hold each other soon."

-Gibbard-

I know i cut out part at the end...but it will be okay...

I think this would be a very lovely thing to say to my wife as i am about to die. To think that we have spent our years traveling, and now that we are at the end we are still so close. That we can look forward to seeing one another in heaven; comforted by the fact that we have spent our lives dedicated to God, and that he has assured us with the promise that it won't end at death. Now, i know that marriage will not carry over into the afterlife, but it is reassuring to know that the relationship will be just as meaningful there, if not more meaningful because it will not be hindered by sex.

I hope to find a wife that i can traverse the globe with, sharing our love of Jesus Christ with others, and never tire of the relationship i have with her.

Familiarities Lost

Familiarities lost
And common happenings gone

Nothing cost
Only in the way a heart would long

Immediacy spent
As dreams pull us apart

Emotionally bent
Yet God will mend the heart

Arid-zone-a

Come with me, as i take you on a tour of my summer life in Arizona.

The Places:

Mesa Arizona is where i fled to for the Summer, not the best choice, but it works.



















Here is my humble abode, where i passed the days in somewhat cool air-conditioned bliss.
















Here is my bedroom, that also serves as a guest room while i am away. Of course it is much nicer for the guests. Feel free to stop by and visit!
















One of my local hangouts that i frequent is the Borders at the mall. It includes a Seattle's Best (although i think the true best is located in Waipahu somewhere). I spend my time here looking for reading material, drinking, and reading the word.













I also enjoy Landon's franchise, The Breadsmith, where you can sample a cornucopia of fresh breads (and spreads) made daily.

This is the outside...












And the in...










Another place i frequent often is about 200 miles north in Prescott. It is my Aunt Leslie's house on my mother's side, and it is quite nice. I have lots of pictures of here because it has a great view from the porch.













































































The Fitness Center: This is where my mom works and gets a great deal on a family membership so i can go and work out. My mom has introduced me to most of her co-workers, who are mostly attractive young women, but unfortunately a guy named Ray usually works when i am there...just my luck. At least i have been able to gain some mass this summer.



My parents have been going to Superstition Springs Church and i have been able to attend a few times. I really enjoy going and have gotten to know a few people there.



I think that is it for the places...or at least the main ones.

The People:

My family: It has been nice spending time with the immediates. They have not changed much.




















Aunt Leslie and Uncle Jim: The ones who own the Prescott house.


My Aunt is almost exactly like my mom, my mom is the youngest and she is the second youngest. She is very kind and loves the Lord.
Uncle Jim is a great guy. He also loves the Lord and is funny and welcoming. He is my Aunt's second husband, and the one i think the Lord meant for her to be with.

Uncle Paul and Aunt Kim and their four kids:
















Uncle Paul is an outdoors man and gun collector. He even has the tools necessary to pack his own bullets. He is a great father and always looks out for Steven and I. Uncle Paul is the youngest of my Dad's 5 brothers. This picture is 6 years old.
















This is my Aunt Kim. She seems reserved at first, but is actually very friendly and talkative. I got to know her really well the other week and really enjoyed it. She is very cool, and a great wife and mother. This picture is also 6 years old.


This was just last Christmas.













There are some more people i would have liked to included in here...but blogspot is being stupid...incredibly stupid...ludicrous in fact. My apologies on its behalf.

The Things:

The Lawn-Mower: I did a lot of the yard work for my folks this summer. There should also be a weed-whacker in this shot...but it wasn't there and i was too lazy to look for it. I actually enjoyed doing yard work in the blistering heat.
















The Bike: This is my trusty steed. Its main purpose was to get me to the mail box and back, but i will be taking it with me to Santa Monica, where it will take me to and from school, the beach, and probably work. I find that kind of funny...
















The Car: It has been nice cruising around in my Dad's Altima...enough said.




The Electronics:










The Camping Gear: I just wanted to throw these in because they excite me.

This picture doesn't do it justice...but i can not find it online, and that is crazy, so you will just have to go hiking with me.












This isn't the actual sleeping bag...but it is the closest i could find. Mine is actually a kind of shiny green and silver.

Birthday present from the folks! It's a headlamp if you couldn't tell...

Birthday present from Steven! It is a compass...a good one...


I do believe that covers everything. I hope you feel you are a now well familiarized with my Arizonian self. Let me know if i have forgotten anything or if you have any questions.