I'm Done

I graduate tomorrow and today was spent finishing up the loose ends. Here are the first words of the last paper I wrote during my seminary career:

There have been many “F” words in the English language.Without going through specific examples, the thrusting of air between the lower curled lip in contact with the back of one’s upper teeth usually precedes the influx of air into the listener’s lungs. Perhaps no such word has caused as much damage in Christian circles as the following “f” word: Fundamentalist.

Now go read Marsden's Fundamentalism and American Culture.

Photo Friday

Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, originally uploaded by notashamed.

Wilco has a great album out called Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and they have Marina City--or whatever this is called--on the cover. But of course, they have a lot of great albums out.

I took this during my long walk around downtown last Friday. I was taking photos of the homeless for a class project. One of my last class projects, actually. You see, I graduate tomorrow. Yes, that's right, me. It's something I've been waiting for since I was 4.

Oh crap, I just remembered, now I'll have to get a job.

My Photography || Flickr Friday Photo

Monica...

It's the girl that you notice when you're in the airport, and just hope she's on the same flight as you. And then when she is, you just hope she sits next to you. And then when she does, you're not sure what to say! You borrow her National Geographic and she borrows your pen. And then finally when you find your [courage] to talk to her, the flights over, but you talk the whole taxi-ing to the terminal. She offers you gum. Gum. Then when she gets off the flight way ahead of you, she WAITS for you!!!

Did I get her number? Nope.

A last name? Nope.

Email? Nope.

Curly brown hair; brown eyes; half Columbian; sick tat; smiles alot; digs photography. Rather attractive. Rather. I said, "Rather."

Do I go to Rogers, AR to find her?