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Tuesday, February 24, 2004

Clouds need loving too 

Yea that is right this post is about the underrated clouds. All I hear these days is how beautiful the sun is. When little kids draw pictures it is always the sun that gets the smily faces. Well I'm here to stand up for the perfectly shaped white cotton balls up in the sky. I like the clouds more than anything in the sky. They provide me with shade from the awfully bright sun. If it weren't for the clouds the beautiful pastels that we enjoy during sunsets and sunrises would not exist. They come in all shapes and sizes, where as, the sun is just a big ball of gas. They can take shape, and let your imagination run wild. I have seen cartoon characters, states, boats, cars, and faces formed by the phenomenon. The clouds also bring rain. There is nothing like a rainy day. So the next time you have a rainy day or just a cloudy one thank the clouds for covering the sun and let your imagination take you off to places of dreams. Cloud make the sun what it is. I love the clouds.

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

Hello, I'm Johnny Cash 

Ok, as you can tell I'm not Johnny Cash, but this post is dedicated to the "Man in Black." He didn't have the greatest voice, and he didn't need it. For he had something that surpasses all musical talent. Maybe you can figure it out. J.R. Cash was a good ole southern boy picking cotton in Arkansas. He figured out singing made the day go by as he worked out in the gruelling sun. His mother sent him to singing lessons to help him achieve his dream. Even after experiencing the death of his younger brother in a farm machinery accident, he wouldn't let the circle be broken. A military service tour and marriage later Cash signed with Sun Records. Also known for Elvis yet another legend. After a few albums with Sun records, unhealthy relationships with producers led Cash to leave and pursue other label companies. Soon after joining another record label Cash fell into drugs and alcohol addictions to keep up with a demanding performance schedule. But he was able to pull out with help from 2nd wife and true love June Carter, member of the Carter family. Drugs and alcohol Johnny conquered, for he even cheated death. The "Ghost Riders in the Sky" couldn't even shake the legend.
"Folsom Prison Blues" showed the understanding Cash had for the prisoners long paying their crime. Cash rightfully declared himself the spokes person for the weary and beaten down. He stood up tall for those that could not. He knew the farmer, the factory worker, and the truck driver. "The One on the Right" was about arguments over political stances. Cash knew when to speak and when to listen. He was a patriotic fighting man. Old Glory held a special place in his heart. His songs touched millions all over the world. This man bridged the gap between all Americans. He worked with U2, Tom Petty, Bruce Springsteen, Emylou Harris, Paul McCartney, Bob Dylan, Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson, June Carter Cash, the Carter Family, Everly Brothers, Kris Kristopherson, Shel Silverstein, and sang covers of Nine Inch Nails and Dean Martin just to mention a few. You see, Johnny Cash stood for what America is. He didn't just do white songs, he didn't just do country, he didn't just do lower class. He knew love, from love lost to love gained. He wrote about gunfighters, indians, Marines, drunks, and movie stars. When I think American, I think Johnny Cash. What is an American? Johnny Cash. He cared for everyone. He knew when to fight and when to love.
And in the end he didn't want any glory or fame. "You can have it all, my empire of dirt. Because I will let you down. I will make you hurt." Sadly J.R. Cash was taken from us on September 12, 2003. But I know God is enjoying that ole scraggly voice right now, and Johnny is enjoying June Carter Cash taken a few months earlier up to the spirit in the sky. Johnny Cash is, well, he said it best, "Hello, I'm Johnny Cash."

And the blog grows 

We have done it. Shelbyville has added two more to the blog scene. My friends Katie and Abby have both joined us. If you find yourself wondering who they are check my first or second post. Their blogs are listed below. You won't go wrong visiting any of the Shelby blog sights. All are extremely talented writers that bring something different to the table.
http://buongiornoprincipessa.blogspot.com
http://princessinthespotlight.blogspot.com

Sunday, February 08, 2004

The girl that got away 

Well I went to my Spanish class for the first time on Friday. As I walked into the room I was met with a person from my past. It was the girl who got away. More truthful the relationship I screwed up. To explain the story more I have to go back to sophomore year in high school. ******It was fall semester and I was in Mrs. O'Connell's honors English class. I was sitting in the back corner as I do in most classes. You get to observe more in the back. Not only do you get what is being taught, but you know the atmosphere and everyone in the class. Anyhow a quiet girl sat diagonal from me and she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Way out of my league. We got to be in the same groups and the whole flirting thing started. In fact our group actually got sent out in the hall. It was quite funny because I had never had a teacher threaten to have me escorted out. Great times Great times. I loved that class. So anyway this girl was unbelievable she actually came to my last block after class to see me. And well you can guess I asked her to the Christmas dance and we started dating I believe it was about November 13 or close around that maybe the 18. But anyhow it was going great we never argued, but more importantly never kept anything in that would have exploded. We enjoyed talking on the phone, unfortunately we didn't have our drivers license. Although we got to watch movies over at the houses, went to the movies, malls, and dances all that fun stuff. November passed and everything was great. December had come and gone, but was even better. January was great we had another class together and got to sit next to each other which is always good. Then came everyone's favorite month and holiday. I wish I could say it lasted till the 14th. Almost three months and the second greatest relationship I ever had was over (only below God's). I don't blame her now after I have had time to reflect, but as most guys do I got mad and jealous of her new b/f. But now all I can think of is what could have been?*****So I walk into my Spanish class and she is sitting there we glance at each other and gave that awkward smile. I take my seat in the back, and all the feelings rush back. Did I do something wrong? Why couldn't God make this the girl? It's funny she moved away after sophomore year, so it wasn't hard not seeing her. The funny part is we talked on the AIM. When it got close to college, I mentioned that she should look into OBU. Oklahoma Baptist University was just one of many I looked at. Well as you can see both of us picked the same school. It is quite funny three years later over 700 miles away. The girl that I love and miss would happen to be at the same school with less than 2,000 students, halfway across the country. This is a small world. She is really happy, and has a great Christian guy who loves Jesus. That's is all that I can ask for, and hope that I will find a great women who loves the Lord as much as the girl who got away.

Saturday, February 07, 2004

To play like kids 

Don't you just wish you could go back to when you were 8 or 9? Let your imagination run wild. I remember when I was the secret agent, the race car driver, the basketball star, or the green beret. I just had an interesting conversation. Do we lose the ability to go off to far places, and save the world? I loved being able to hit the game winning grand slam in the bottom of the ninth down by three with two outs, count loaded. Then the next day I could save the world by defeating hundreds of Germans. Hit a last second three pointer in overtime in game seven of the NBA finals. Why do we lose an interest in doing great things? I tend to think we don't lose that ability. It is down in us somewhere. The hard part is finding it. The longer we don't use it the harder it is to twirl and enjoy nature. If we just observe children we could learn a lot. Their innocence could teach us all something. So next time you get that urge to go play in the stream, or to act like a kid. Don't worry about what others opinions are and enjoy the inner child.

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