What's poop got to do with it?

Sunday, September 25, 2005

The problem with people these days


I realized that I have a problem. This problem occurs pretty often from what I've seen. You see...people can't take compliments. Its just not in our nature, I mean someone wants to say something nice to us, what do we say in response? I usually throw out an appreciative "thanks" or some times even try to give a compliment back...

The reason I'm writing about this is because for the past 5 years or so I've played drums at church for worship...most Sundays after church is over, or even just worship time, someone usually tells me "you did a good job playing today" or "you guys sounded good." I've always struggled in a response to this particular compliment. Part of me knows, yeah it was me up there playing, but then the rest of me knows, every time that I've played for worship I've prayed for God to use me as his instrument of worship, so that people don't see or hear me up there, but they see and hear God using me. So in all reality, I'm pretty sure I'm really not as good as people think, I know that if I play by myself I'm not that good, but somehow if I focus on why I'm playing, and who the music I'm making is for, he uses my poor effort and turns in into a beautiful noise, pleasant for his ears.

So I think from now on after playing worship any given Sunday and someone gives me that "you played really well today" I need to give them a "its not me, its God" or "I'm just a vessel God was using this morning."

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

One year ago tomorrow

Due to the lack on tv stations at my new house I don't have much to chose from when it comes to what I watch. So when I get off work at 2 I usually catch the end of one family feud, and then can watch another one. And after that is Maury. I don't know if I've ever wanted to watch Maury before, but its just what’s on. On today’s show he had these 14 and 15 year old girls on that where having sex and hitting their mothers and just doing all this crazy stuff, so what does Maury do??? He sends them to boot camp for 2 days. This sounds interesting to me because I've been through boot camp, but it was a lot more then two days. And after watching this, and actually finding myself missing being at basic I realized that today is Sept 20th, and I started basic Sept 21st last year. I was a great experience, one that I learned a lot from and hope to remember the things that I learned for a long time...these girls on Maury where there for only 2 days, yet they're saying that this experience changed there life and that they'll never been the same...2 days...I was there for 48 days...wussies, maybe if I was a 14 or 15 year old girl I wouldn’t have had as much fun…who knows…

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Stay classy internet, till next time, I’m Double D

Friday, September 16, 2005

The cat did it

My parents have one child living with them currently, he name is Whiskers, she's a 19 year old cat, and since I'm 21 that means I was 2 when we got this cat. When a cat gets to 19 years old its like when a person gets to 90, they don't do much except eat, sleep, and poop, they don't do much for fun...and I don't even know if they know how to have fun, they might have forgotten by then.

My new house has a cat, this cat is 1 year old, his name is The Sneak...I don't know why David chose The Sneak, but I think it fits this cat very well.

I was getting ready for work this morning at like 3:30, and I had just got out of the shower and was standing by my bed getting dressed, and all of a sudden this paw comes flying out from under the bed, trying to take my foot out. It scared me, why's something under my bed? Then I thought about it...they paw was furry, its The Sneak. Crazy The Sneak.

Its totally different living with a 19 year old cat compared to a 1 year old cat. Whiskers didn't care where I went in the house, or what I was eating, or anything else, as long as she got her food when it was time she was cool. The Sneak is pretty much at my, or anyone else that has moving feet, every step of where I'm going, weather its the bath room, my bedroom, or just into the kitchen. And occasionally The Sneak likes to grab at your feet. I like to not wear shoes, so as I pulled away the other day, The Sneak caught the bottom of one of my toes and cut it pretty good. Its aright, I think I'm all better now...

Stay classy internet...till next time, I'm Double D



O'Doyle Rules!!!

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

You know you read the supermarket tabloids

So I made a promise, and here it is…

I’ve been working at my new job for 3 weeks now, its going pretty good. I do a lot of driving and have a lot of time to think. So I decided today to write down my thoughts, they’re mainly about work, but they apply to life also, so here’s the top thoughts I’ve come up with so far, well the bost of them at least:

1. Supermarket porn.

I, like most people, before this job never really looked at magazines while in the grocery store. I just didn’t care. I don’t have time to do homework or read things that I want, let alone magazines that I’d have to go out and pay for. Most of the time I don’t even want to read/look at them because of the trash in them, articles/picture, whatever it might be, I don’t want it in my head. I had looked at Maxim once before this job, and after reading some pieces of articles and skipping some picture I put it down and swore it off. But as part of my new job I have to put magazines such as Maxim, FHM (For Him Magazine), and Stuff (by Maxim). How do stores get away with selling this crap, on the cover along there’s of naked women, you might not be able to see nipples or…it, but that’s about all that’s covered up. And its just sitting there, on the shelf, for anyone to look at, any little kid…whoever. Its crap. But it pays the bills, so I’ll keep putting it on the shelf until I don’t work there anymore.

2. The other kind of nudie magazines for men.

There are other magazines for men with nearly naked people in it. My buddy in tech school used to read them, in fact I’ve looked at them occasionally out of boredom, they’re called fitness magazines. They’re pretty legit; they have ideas for work outs and diets, some good ideas mostly. But the pictures of some of these guys…they’re kinda compromising, and they’re not wearing very much, as much as I know the guys that have stacks of these magazines in their houses are usually into body building of some kind, or want to improve their looks, weight, muscle amount and so on, but you gotta wonder about things when that’s all they read…do they like looking at the picture or something?

3. My Attitude Problem

For the past few months I’ve have a little bit of an attitude problem when it comes to working. It’s not anyone’s fault. Its just that when the manager of a Safeway is explaining to me what he wants to see, and how important it is that its done this way and so on and on and on…, I can’t help but thinking to myself “This doesn’t matter, magazines don’t matter, Safeway doesn’t matter…I should be in Iraqi with my brothers in arms, a.k.a. other people in the military, but I’m not, I’m here in Carson City, NV putting magazines on shelves.” This isn’t a new thing, when I worked at Reno City Hall the ladies working around me would get all mad and upset about parking tickets and sewer bills…they don’t matter either. But at least now I’m out of an office.

4. I’m getting a good workout

Everyday I move these blue totes, some of them are pretty heavy, others are light…but when you’re lifting 50+ from the ground to the truck, and then back out of the truck down to the ground, it’s a good work out. I’m getting pretty buff. Its been my goal for a while to have biceps that look like biceps even work you’re not flexing, I never had that…but they’re starting to show up…its pretty nice.

5. K-Mart Sucks

As Tom Cruise said in Rain Man, “K-Mart Sucks” its so true. I hate going into the K-Marts that I have to go work at. They’re messy, the people that work there…how do I say this…work there for a reason? Yeah, that works…The only thing about having to go there is I’ve seen more attractive young ladies there then all the time I’ve spent at Safeway, which is a lot. I don’t shop at K-Mart, I don’t think its good for my image…or something like that…do you think girls know that guys are this stupid and so they shop there to avoid all the guys? Hmm…maybe I need to go to K-Mart later…no, I don’t need a girlfriend that bad.

So that’s good for now…I have plenty more to go around…and I mean no offense to K-Mart or Men's Fittness Magazine, and that them for the use of the picture....

Stay classy internet, till next time, I’m Double D

O'Doyle Rules!!!

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

troubeling times part deux

Do to a lack of time with the new job/school/churhc stuff/life in general I haven't posted in over a week now...I do apologize, and promise that a new post is on the way...and it'll be a good one, hopefully, don't be sad if it sucks though...you stay classy blog world, till next time, I'm Double D

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Troubling Times

So you everything that’s going on in the South and everyone's writing about it, so I'm only going to say two things about it.

One, due to my commitment the California Air National Guard I'll probably end up going to help out/keep peace around the end of the month, its not for sure, but I'm getting on the list to go, I’ve never deployed before, so I don’t know what to expect, so it’ll be interesting.

Secondly, I did something yesterday that I've never done before, and never want to do again. But with what I hear things are just going to be getting worse. So on to what I did, I paid over $3 a gallon for gas, which is absolutely crazy, and I hear that we might be seeing prices go as high as $5 a gallon before this whole thing is over. It’s weird what happens when a hurricane wipes out the major shipping lines and pumps for oil in our country.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Welcoming Me Back From Germany

So after a long delay, due to a lack on internet at my new house, I'm finally creating a new post to welcome myself back from Germany. So welcome back me. Here's what’s going on in the life of Peter Johnson:

I finally moved out of my parents house. I’ts pretty nice, I actually live in Reno, so instead of a 30 minute drive to work every morning I just have to drive like 10 minutes. Which is good because I have to be at work at 4.

I started school on Tuesday, it’s not too bad, I'm just taking English 101 and Communications 113. It'll be pretty easy, I hope, I don't like reading or writing, so the whole English thing is gonna suck, but I like to talk, so my speech class will be cool.


I picked up a new drug habit when I was in Germany, Heroin is so easy to find over there I just couldn't help myself...wait, no I didn't...


My new job is pretty sweet. I drive to Lake Tahoe everyday, which is cool because Tahoe is pretty much my favorite place in the world pretty much. Except I don't get to go to the beach, I drive to 2 different Safeways, a K-Mart and a Rite-Aid and put magazines and books and shelves...its pretty exciting. But I drink a lot coffee every morning so that’s cool.

But now I'm gonna talk about Germany...it was pretty cool over there...I ate a lot of brats....and drank a lot of beer. My search for a German was unsuccessful, although I did find many potential candidates, just none of them meet my standards...wait, I didn't talk to any of them because I'm a wuss. I also ate a lot of cheese and learned some cool words/phrases in German, some of them even pick up lines as I was getting help from some of my new German friends. It was a lot of fun, I experience I won't soon forget.