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Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Now them be fighting words.

In an Associated Press interview Monday, former Powell chief of staff Lawrence Wilkerson also said that wrongheaded ideas for the handling of foreign detainees after Sept. 11 arose from a coterie of White House and Pentagon aides who argued that "the president of the United States is all-powerful," and that the Geneva Conventions were irrelevant.
Wilkerson blamed
Vice President Dick Chaney, Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld and like-minded aides. Wilkerson said that Cheney must have sincerely believed that Iraq could be a spawning ground for new terror assaults, because "otherwise I have to declare him a moron, an idiot or a nefarious bastard."

I learned something very important by reading this article. I think everyone should take time to read it. I personally learned something that has affected me greatly and has expanded my knowledge. The piece of knowledge that I have gained is probably the greatest thing I will learn all day; heck, may be all week? Today, I learned what “nefarious” means. Thanks Mr. Wilkerson for expanding my vocabulary.

Monday, November 28, 2005



Regret

(Guitar EM/G/D/A)

Take me back to the days
That I took for granted
And stole love from you
Take me back to the days
That I took for granted
And made you feel blue
Take me back to the days
That I took for granted
And let me relive them better for you

(Guitar G/D/A)

I know I can’t give back what I took
I know that I can’t replace all of the tears
I know how precious each day is now
So lets leave this empty road
of broken promises
empty love U’s
And start a new path
Built upon our I do’s

(Guitar EM/G/D/A)

Take me back to the days
That I took for granted
And stole love from you
Take me back to the days
That I took for granted
And made you feel blue
Take me back to the days
That I took for granted
And let me relive them better for you

(Guitar G/D/A)

I know I can’t give back what I took
I know that I can’t replace all of the tears
I know how precious each day is now
So lets leave this empty road
of broken promises
empty love U’s
And start a new path
Built upon our I do’s

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

These are exclusive photos of making the band.
The photos were taken in the
recoding studio/office of Json Walker in San Francisco.
You will not find these photos of the Planet-5’s jam session in Rolling Stone.
Look for the long awaited release of the bands first album in the summer of 2006.


Planet 5
"Do what with this super large Tambourine? "
Rythem moves Melodies.
Ruben laying down a riff.

Will: Song writer/loverboy/singer writes lyrics to his new rock opera.
Will with his loverboy pose
Jason: Song writer/guitar player/singer/producer and wanabe loverboy
Mike: Guitar player/singer/band agent/manager.
Ruben: Guitar player/Funny guy/ Muisc adviser.

Monday, November 21, 2005

Whenever I end up wrestling with God the results are always the same. I end up falling to my knees and submitting.

Pictures from our 5 year wedding anniversary trip to Yosemite.











Tuesday, November 15, 2005

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I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do

I don't have to think
I only have to do it
The results are always perfect
And that's old news

Would you like to hear my voice
Sprinkled with emotion
Invented at your birth?

I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse I cannot see
I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside me

If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do

I don't have to think
I only have to do it
The results are always perfect
And that's old news

Would you like to hear my voice
Sprinkled with emotion
Invented at your birth?

I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse I cannot see
I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside me

-Oh, me
Written by Curt Kirkwood

Covered by Nirvana

Sunday, November 13, 2005


While watching Charlie Brown’s Thanksgiving with Gracie tonight, I realized a couple of things.
Number one: These four-year-olds have absolutely no adult supervision.
Number two: Peppermint Patty’s real name is Priscella.
Number three: Snoopy is a good cook.
Number Four: Woodstock is a Cannibal. I witness him eating a Thanksgiving Turkey.

Friday, November 04, 2005

The other night at Youth Group, I asked the kids why they were Christians. They all responded with the same answer which was, so they wouldn’t go to Hell. I bet if you were to poll adults and ask the same question most would give the same answer.

This bothers me a great deal. It’s like someone saying they like baseball because of the color on the uniforms. Someone who likes baseball only because of the uniforms misses the point of baseball completely. I think the same applies to those who believe the point of becoming a Christian is to avoid hell. (Fire Insurence)

Christianity is so much bigger than avoiding going to hell. That type of prospective dumbs down Christianity and makes its legalistic, and work and goal orientated, which is far from the teachings of Jesus.

Some would say that Christianity is about finding harmony within your restless soul; living and bringing out the Kingdome of God here on earth; centering yourself in attempt to draw closer to God; allowing yourself to be used by God for His glory and becoming an active participant in His story; seeking and understanding truth, and or living a life of love, gratitude and grace.

My friend Sally reminded me this morning, that all of those things are results from having a relationship with God.

This is a great piece of insight. Over the last couple of days, I have been trying to find an answer to that question that would be relevant to the kids in Youth Group. Maybe the point or reason of being a Christian is for the simple fact that God loves us and wants a relationship with us. It doesn’t get any more simpler or relevant than that.

Thursday, November 03, 2005

How Parenthood has changed our Life:

- We now speak in third person around Gracie. We refer to ourselves as Mommy and Daddy
- We are no longer capable of keeping the inside of our cars clean. Inside our car you will find a variety of baby clothes, toys, books, crumbs, crackers, snacks and undated French Fries.
- Spontaneous sex no long exists.
- We have learned all of the names of cartoons and the characters that are on TV.
- We, mainly Audrey, has mastered the skill of removing stains from clothes.
- We have lost the ability of arriving anywhere on time.
- Our weekend schedule revolves around Gracie’s naps.
- Eating in public restaurants has become less frequent, since it is more work than it is worth.
- Throw-up, booggers and poop aren’t as gross if it comes from your own child.
- We have gained a new understanding of unconditional love
- We are learning to becoming less and less selfish

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