the pursuit of quality in a fleeting life

life

The Bell Curve

(The amazing Pantage Theatre as produced for The Phantom of the Opera, from 3rd row)

It seems that in life, the theory of “The Bell Curve” is everywhere.  Especially present is when we are faced with the trying subject of life.

Recently, I was audience to an amazing performance of Andrew Llyod Webber’s The Phantom of the Opera.  The Pantages Theatre was as gorgeous as ever, the stage as dramatic as the costumes, and the crowd as varied as the fish in the sea.  Noteworthy, however, were two more matured women who were seated right behind us.  Inept to the world beyond their hearing aids, their commentary and dialogue intermittently dispersed throughout the show dampered the spotlight placed on stage; however, allowed us to enter another that was just as curious.

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Life’s a b!tch, imagine dying.

(Pray a little more, love a little more.)

I don’t necessarily know what I was thinking when I titled this posting, however, it reminds me that life is gonna suck at times, but not ever enough to end it so suddenly.  It is not my intention to make this blog about personal beliefs and controversy, but I’m going to do it anyways.

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Remember when…

Just to touch

Nine years ago, something really bad happened.  It wasn’t another morning in high school.  It wasn’t that I had to ride the bus at the wee hours of morning.  It wasn’t another morning that I skipped breakfast because I was running late for the bus that was picking me up in the wee hours of the freezing morning at a God forsaken hour.

I skipped that breakfast, rode that bus, and headed to the bench in front of Biology like I did every morning.  This morning was different.  Unlike any other morning, every tv in every classroom was turned on and each student transfixed to the news.  If the thought of students actually being interested in real, non-entertainment related news were not strange enough, what was playing over and over would have blown your mind.

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Welcome Back

i love you

It is kind of ironic that the subject matter of my last post is what has inspired me to come back to my lack-luster blog and chronicle my life once again.  It was having dinner at Father’s Office today (Wednesday) that brought me back to the purpose of journalling my experiences and sharing them with the world (primarily those who have any iota of interest in my personal life.

The last couple of months have been so memorable and outrageously busy.  I will be elaborating into these events during this week as I hope to crank out these posts with such stamina and determination that they should require a prescription.   Thank you for your continued curiosity and nosiness into my life.


note to oneself.

I just realized in posting my last posting, that I have had a consistent message pertaining to God in the past three postings (four, including this one.)  For someone who has strayed away from the “Church,” I have been having a lot of God on my mind.  All I can say is that I hope He keeps it up.  Thanks!

God bless.


personal revelation

Beautiful cathedral in New York. I believe it is St. Peter's (?)

I went to church today.  (Yes, I honestly did.  Calvary Chapel of Costa Mesa for Monday Night Live, to be exact.)  It was brought to our attention as happenstance, that yesterday was Easter Sunday, the day Jesus rose from His grave.  Serendipitously, coincidentally, or even ironically, an event that happened yesterday coincided with a particular event that happened shortly after Jesus was placed in His tomb thousands of years ago.

Matthew 28: 1-2

“After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.  There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.” – New International Version

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a bucket of does

(courtesy of jakandjil.com)

Does God give you crappy days to make you savor those days that are less crappy?

Does God make you lose your wallet to appreciate those who will help you find it?

Does God make your parents a pain in the butt to make you realize how much they love you?

Does God overcook your toast to make you more attentive of what you are cooking?

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