Saturday, December 31, 2005

Vail, Colorado

I'm in Colorado, and I'm typing on a tiny laptop with tiny keys. I never thought that I'd see the day when machines that had keys that are smaller than standard keys (if such a thing exists) would be just as powerful and capable as standard computers.

Another thing that this trip is reinforcing, is how priveleged I am. Jeez. What the heck? How do I have friends that have condos in Vail, in Beaver Creek, in Galveston, Ranches in Central Texas? I mean, I don't have these things but I'm still just as priveleged. How do I use this privelege to serve Christ? Does me having this privelege even enable me to serve Christ any differently than anyone else? Say a beliver in third world Guatemala. The answer is NO. I can serve in a different way, but I'm no more able to serve.

I am here with believers though, talking about Jesus, the church, sitting in front of a fire about to watch SNL, about to ring in the New Year. We've got it good this week, praise God!

Happy New Year!

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Colorado Dreamin'!

I flipping leaving for CO in 25 hours. Turns out that I made a last minute decision to go skiing with a few friends for the next few days. We are going to Vail which is one of the most expensive places to go skiing and it's high season, but it's also one of the best places to go skiing so it's a sacrifice we are willing to make. I'd be a little more bummed about the price if I wasn't already getting the time off work, and PAID time off nonetheless.

I'm going with three girls, and hopefully one guy (unless he bails, which he might), which terrifies me. That would probably thrill most guys, but not me. I know girls too well. Their love of drama, their tendency to get over emotional, their tendency to lash out for no apparent reason. Actually, I just don't understand girls at all. So, to anyone who reads this: Say a prayer for me, that I'll have a safe drive, a safe trip, and I'll be saved from being devoured by an uneven girl to guy ratio.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Merry Merry Merry Christmas

Jeez I'm glad I'm a Christian. That is a funny sentence for so many reasons. But I really mean it. I love Christmas, and I love Christ, and I love buying presents for the people I love. I spent roughly $400 so far on gifts. Which may not seem like that much, but I break about even each month, so anytime I spent over $100 in a week on extra stuff I feel it in the old bank account. But you know what? I don't give a crap, it feels so nice to show people that I appreciate them.

I am so blessed to have my family and my friends. And I am blessed to be a believer. How on earth did I get to be so BLESSED!? You know, I don't really want to know an answer to that. All I want to do is to use the privilege that God has given me to serve Him. All I want to do is to allow God to use me and to show the world how good Jesus is by the way I live my life and the love that I give them in Christ.

Merry Christmas! Tell Jesus Happy Birthday!

Friday, December 16, 2005

Where Are All the Cool People

Dallas, TX.

Is it possible that there are no cool people in Dallas? Probably not. But it is my guess that there are so few, and so few places for us to meet each other that we all go to art films by ourselves and then spread out equidistantly far from each other in the otherwise empty theater.

It's flipping Friday, it's 7 till 6pm and I am sitting in my office, typing this instead of hanging out with friends. It looks as though I'll have some time on my hands for a while. I'm all for having free time to myself, I know that I need it; and if I use it productively it will be quite beneficial. I refuse to be cynical and pessimistic about this. Being all alone in a city that I generally don't like on a Friday night just gives me time to focus on bettering myself.

Right?

Thursday, December 15, 2005

What the heck is Myspace?

I am seriously amazed by this cultural phenomenon of Myspace and Xanga and this thing and this whole wave of internet connectivity. I have no idea where to go with it or what to think of it. But Myspace is so strange. And yes every once in a while I'll follow a link to someone's Myspace page and then get stuck hopping from one person to the next, as these weirdos go on and on about how great they are and how much they love to party. I mean, I kind of do that on here, but it's different.

Maybe it's not any different, it's just so voyeuristic and weird.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

The Ups and Downs of the Christmas Season

It seems that this season is full of ups and downs. The weather, our moods, our bank accounts, etc. I haven't written much lately, probably because nobody reads this blog yet. Oh, but they will. I just got a $200 bonus and an extra week of paid vacation, I was pretty amazed by that.

Other interesting news. The church that I have decided to continue going to gave out an envelope to each member of the congregation (probably 600-800 people) [turns out it's more like 3000], each envelope containing between 5 and 1,000 dollars. All they said was to do something that would glorify God with the money and then to send a little card back to them telling them what you did. I got $5 in mine. I'm going to buy our intern a cup of coffee and tell him about Jesus and the Gospel. I'm excited and scared and nervous about it. Isn't that cool though, that the church did that? I think it is.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Sam's Website

Sam Parnell

This is the first link I have ever created using html. I feel so brilliant right now, let me just enjoy this. You better believe I'm about to get link crazy.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

This American Life

I am listening to what will save the world. Wow, that is a weird sentence. Ok, so I might be being (Can one say that? Sometimes I forget how the English language works), let me start over; I am being a little over dramatic. But sometimes I get so pessimistic. Sometimes things get too depressing, the future seems hopeless, then I watch Conan O'Brien (which I just heard mentioned on what I am listening to now, This American Life), or I listen to This American Life, or I read the Bible. All of which reaffirm my hope and faith, in the various things that make life worth living.

Life is good. There are some uncomfortable parts for sure, that's called refinment, and if you look at it that way you can always be optimistic. Life is unpredictable as well, if it wasn't it'd be too boring to be bearable. Be glad that life is not boring. If you are feeling either of these extremes, bored, or hopeless. Please go to this website:

This American Life

And listen to any show, there are probably hundreds. The show is a radio program called This American Life and it is probably the most popular show broadcast on NPR. Which doesn't necessarily make it all that popular on a national scope. Listen, enjoy, and get excited that you are alive.

If you want another good source of knowledge and entertainment go to NPR's website. It happens to be great as well. Here it is:

NPR.org


If you are wondering...Yes, I will always be this manic.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

The Emergency Room

So, I went to the Emergency Room in a moment of panic Sunday afternoon. That chest pain that I mentioned the other day was in reality 8 days of chest tightness and a consistent pulse of 100bpm. While driving down the highway at about 1:00pm on Sunday I suddenly began to have trouble breathing and almost passed out. Now I am conscious of the fact that I am a hypochondriac, and I'm prone to anxiety, so I try to pay most of these things little mind. But this time I was driving at 70mph when it happened so my freak out was multiplied.

I just happened to be one exit away from a hospital so I decided that I'd stop into the emergency room and get myself checked out real quick. I immediately should have turned around and walked out. The place was packed with very sick, low-income people and there was a pretty substantial line to even talk to a nurse. It turns out I went to a level 1 hospital, one which specializes in taking care of people who have no insurance. Now, I'm quite glad that places like these exist, however, if your ailment requires anything more urgent than 10 hours waiting time you are probably going to die. So I waited for 10 hours, talked to a doctor for 2 minutes and then decided to sign myself out against there wishes. It was hell, I am sure of it. It seriously felt like an artfully construed episode of the Twilight Zone.

They are billing me for a $50 deductible as well. And that tightness in my chest is still there even as I'm typing this. However, I am pretty confident of the fact that it is nothing so serious that it needs any immediate attention. My guess and the doctors as well is that it is just anxiety. If we are wrong, well, I don't know, I guess I'll cross that bridge if I come to it or something like that.

Other than the whole hypochondriatic anxiety thing, I have to say I feel pretty good. I guess if nothing else, this experience gave me an appreciation for how healthy and privileged I actually am.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

The Worst Anxiety of My Life, Yet Happy Thoughts

For the last week or so I have been having the worst anxiety of my life. It is beginning to manifest itself physically. However, the fact that I have thought that I was dying pretty consistently since I was 12 has made me pretty productive in certain parts of my life.

Oh, life is soo cyclical. Ok, I refuse to be anything but optimistic on this website. Ok, so that is probably not true.

Ok, scratch everything I just wrote. Thanksgiving was flipping amazing, it is still the weekend, and I am going to a new church here in Dallas tomorrow; all things to be excited about. WOO!

Monday, November 21, 2005

R.I.P. Glenn Mitchell, Dallas Fort Worth Will Miss You

I was woken up this morning by the news that one of my favorite National Public Radio Hosts, Glenn Mitchell, had died. Glen introduced me to public radio. His show, which airs Monday through Friday from noon until two in the Dallas Fort Worth Metroplex has been a pretty constant staple of my day since I was introduced to Public Radio in the Spring of 2003. Glenn Mitchell was the quintessential NPR intellectual. At least three-fourths of the time I could barely follow what he and his guests were talking about. But Glenn was in no way an elitist. He was brilliant, but he was accessible and his enthusiasm for knowledge was absolutely contagious. If I had a hall of fame for people who embodied this idea of loving knowledge, and experiencing all that life has to offer, Glenn would be one of the premiere members. He died at 55, which seems young and therefore a tragic loss, but I can't look at it that way. What Glenn accomplished in his 55 years I could only dream of accomplishing. He touched the lives of thousands. I will miss Glenn, but I am forever thankful that I got to know him, even if it was only through my radio.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Overly Excited

This has been the best week of my career in terms of opportunities to further my development as a director.

Oh by the way, I'm a filmmaker. It seems like everybody wants to be one lately, but I made a really bad short film once so I guess that legitimizes me to some extent.

If everything works out as planned I will be getting two Mac Quad G5s, an HD camera, going to Costa Rica to shoot an environmentally conscious pilot, nicely supplementing my income, and working myself into a coma. I feel overwhelmed. I'm excited, but when I get excited I tend to have an irregular heart beat.

Oh, I should probably note that I am also an extreme hypochondriac. That's not actually diagnosed.

One other thing; my office had a Thanksgiving feast today and I ate more food than I thought was possible and I'm hurting.

Mmm, yams with marshmallows.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

The Meaning of Deliberate Industries...Coming Soon

Allow me to start out by saying that this post will not expound the meaning and purpose of Deliberate Industries, that will come soon. However, I will say this:

This website is for people who see potential in themselves and potential in what we, together can do to better the lives of others. If you like art, if you like music, movies, traveling, good food, fun people, if you are a person who likes to dance, or a person who would like to be a person who likes to dance; if you would consider yourself a bon vivant, or if you are a person who just looked up what bon vivant meant, this website is for your enjoyment.

If you consider yourself one of these people, know this: YOU ARE UNIQUE.

Here is a picture that I hope will give you some sort of enjoyment.



In the future there will be pictures and songs and recipes, my favorite kinds of dogs, cool place to go, good movies to see, and most importantly, profound statements of observation that will hopefully make your worldview a brighter and more positive one.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

In the Vein of dooce.com

I want to start writing about work. I have one of the most interesting job situations, and I'm not even saying that to be deliberately egomaniacal.

In the new year, i.e. 2006 (1.1.06) I will reveal my identity as well. Although it's already half revealed, but I like that I have a secret. It makes me feel like a super-hero. Like, Batman.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

I changed my mind.

Never mind about everything that I said about not creating a blog where I just rant about how depressed I am and what I ate for lunch and religion and self-righteousness and about how much everybody else sucks and about how I see it all so clearly and everyone else is a zombie. I'm going to write about all of that.

This blog is going to be amazing, and when I say amazing I mean that it is going to be entertaining if for no other reason than the fact that my mind is a bipolar trampoline.

Right now, I am feeling like all of my creativity and artistic sensibilities, if I ever had any to begin with, are draining out of my brain like melted butter from a cheap paper cup. That analogy is a perfect example of this. It doesn't even make sense.

Jeez, I want a new pair of shoes. I think that a new pair of shoes would solve my every problem. I wish that I had a machine that could transport me to R.E.I. so that I could buy a new pair of Solomon trail running shoes. Then I would look so sporty as I walked around the office that everyone would think that I was an avid mountain biker and outdoorsman on the weekends.

The other morning I decided that if I were a rapper that my rapper name would be the Weekend. By 10am I had realized how incredibly nerdy this was, and I actually felt ashamed.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

I'm Flipping Back

I haven't written in a while and I apologize for my absence. During the past few months life has gotten better and better. For some innate reason I thought that I would just look older as the years went by, in actuality, and I don't think that this is the case for everyone, but I am actually getting better looking. And don't worry, I'll get some pictures up soon. That way you can share in the pleasure that I get from looking at myself.

Friday, July 08, 2005

Karma

What in the universe did I do to get this good Mojo? Things are moving and shaking left and right. People keep offering me money to do really fun and exciting things. And I keep making new and beautiful friends. I mean life is good.

(16 June 2006 - Looking back I just felt that I need to make it clear that in no way do I believe in Karma, because life really has been good and I've done no good to deserve it. In reality, I'm a pretty wretched person. And I'm not just saying that to be humble, I really am in a deplorable state. So just to clarify, there is no karma only God's grace.)

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Weekend Getaway

This weekend I was given the privilege of coming to a friend's beach house. Until arriving, I really wasn't too sure about what the trip was going to entail or even who was going. On the way there we rode in the lap of luxury watching DVDs and laughing together. Then we pulled up to the palatial beach front estate. Soon more friends arrived. To my joy and expectation the other guests were young, handsome, and incredibly well dressed; all outgoing and optimistic about the upcoming weekend activities. I kid you not, out of nearly 40 people, every single boy, girl, man and woman was incredibly good looking. Well, one guy was on the border of not being that great looking, but he was really funny which in turn made him appear much more attractive. We basked in the sun, played sports and games, ate like kings and got to know one another. I ended up staying an extra day for the simple fact that I was in no rush to get back to work, even though my job is fantastic.
So here I sit with a tan and a relaxed smile on my face. I guess the moral to this tale, is that life is good. Especially when all your friends are beautiful and nice, and all of their friends, who are then mutually your friends, are also beautiful and nice. Oh and also, possessions and experiences are more fun when you share them, and carefully respect one another.

Monday, June 13, 2005

Greatest Blog Ever

I realized something this weekend... I have the greatest life ever! And thus, since a blog is a documentation of one's life, this is going to be the greatest blog ever. I kid you not. Bookmark this blog if you desire to read daily excerpts from a life so incredible that you will pee your pants. Ok, not a believer, check it: I travel all over the world, all the time. All of my friends are beautiful and talented and I have tons of them. I work an awesome job and make loads and loads of money. I am well read and well educated. I am an amazing athlete and compete in events such as marathons and triathlons all the time. I know multiple languages and have friends all over the world. But most importantly, I am a good person who is very humble and giving. I truly believe that we are called to love everyone, and I don't let my awesomeness alienate me from anyone, even when people feel intimidated by me, which is pretty much all the time.