The Periodic Table of the Elements

By: Goo

Parchment. Ink. Letters. Words. The Fundamental elements of writing. Ideas. Thoughts. Feelings. Emotions. These are the Elaborate elements of writing. Therefore, Writing: Is the expression of the Elaborate elements, By the means of the Fundamental elements.

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Do the Dew

By: Goo
1-25-06

For about the past week my watch has been dead. My battery croaked, and about 5 minutes has elapsed in the past 10 days. So, I decided that tonight would be the night that I would replace my watch battery. I just couldn’t wait any longer... my watch just needed a battery. “What’s so special about this watch?” my Mom asked more than once. Well let me tell you this is no ordinary watch. This is a limited edition Mountain Dew pocket watch that I got in the Dew U promotion a couple years ago. So this watch is special. I also acquired a sweet chain to go along with it. And, to top it all off, it has a neat flip up cover with a sneaky release button on the side. It is the coolest thing. You know those little things/habits that you just do when you’re bored? One of mine is opening and shutting my pocket watch. So anyway, I asked Nathan if he wanted to go on the expedition with me. He was game. We went up to the service counter in Pamida, and I asked the lady if she had a screw driver that I could use to open my watch up and find out what size battery I needed. “No, I don’t think we have anythingthat small,” was her reply. (Of course those weren’t her exact words, how am I supposed to remember that?) But here’s the kicker: she didn’t even look for one! How’s that for service, I tell ya. I work at a grocery store, and I alwayslook (unless I just got done looking for that item or something.)

Well then, obviously I’d ask for the next best thing: a knife. Right after the words came out of my mouth I decided that that was a rather odd question to be asking the store clerk, so it was back out to the van to look for something else that I could use for my purposes. Unfortunately, we came up dry.

I spotted Scott and Jamie going out to their cars, so I hailed them and asked them if they had anything that could be of use. No luck there.

Then it occurred to me to go look for a tiny screw driver in the hardware section. With Kevin’s (a person who works there) (I’m 60% sure that’s his name) help we located what I wanted. It was pretty nifty: a little plastic case with about 6 various little screwdrivers... could be very useful in the future.

After I purchased that, Nathan and I went out into the entrance way to disassemble my watch. Oddly enough, the flattest surface to work on was a stack of Miller Light.

There were people coming and going and Nathan kinda giggled. I was like “What’s so funny?”

“We must look pretty funny right now!” he responded. I realized that he was right; it did look pretty odd. Eventually we managed to extricate the battery, and with Kevin’s help (again), I managed to find a viable replacement.

Watch reassembled, time adjusted, and at the moment it is still working. And, I got several edbd (ask Mr. Volkman(hint: sound it out)) screw drivers out of the deal!

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Hangtime Photography (Old)

Hangtime: Photography

Taken By: Shmeges, AJ, Goo, or Nathan.
















He just finished with his hangtime, so this picture still counts!

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Brent Skiing (Old)

Brent, Skiing

By: Goo






For the picture above and below this, I told Brent to "do something interesting." Well, it is interesting.

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The Majesty of God

By: Goo
Written: 1-9-06

Author’s note:
This is something of a mental image that I had while I listened to Francis Chan preach from Revelations 4. It is not like a vision I had or a dream or anything, but it is just kind of what I envisioned in my brain. But it is written from the first person view as if it actually happened.

I saw what looked like a molten glob of rock, a ways off in the distance. It looked like a rock, but it wasn’t. It appeared to pulse with life. It was mostly colored ruby red, but the red surface was broken up by a spiral of a diamond colored material which ran throughout the object. It floated above a colossal golden throne, which was flanked by two semi-circle ranks of 12 thrones each. Those thrones were also gold, but they were just puny play things compared to the might of the central seat. Upon each one of the lesser seats sat a human, each well advanced in age, and all crowned with gold. The entire area in which the throne resided was shrouded in an emerald-green light. From the central throne lightning spiked upward into the sky, lighting up the clouds and illuminating the whole scene. Accompanying each flash was a resounding “crash-boom.”

As I stated, the throne was a ways off, but visible. In between where I stood and the origin of the lightning there was a vast expanse of open area, a perfect mirror reflecting all the goings on in the sky. A light wind gently swept across my line of vision, and ripples appeared on the “mirror.” It is a good thing I didn’t step onto it. Hovering above the rather odd “water,” immediately in front of the throne, were seven bonfires of flame, which ascended into the sky. They also appeared to descend infinitely into the depths of the silvery expanse.

But as I gazed into the mirror the fascinating events unfolding there caught my eye. I looked up to the sky. And my jaw dropped. There were four creatures soaring through the skies above the glassy expanse. But all four of them were entirely comprised of optical orbs, that is, eyes. One resembled a lion, one resembled an eagle, one looked like a human, and one looked like a cow (of all things.) They each had six wings, with two they covered up their faces, another pair covered their feet, and the other two provided power for flight.

As they flew, they cried out “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty, Who was and is and is to come. The whole earth is full of His glory!”

“Who is this God?” I cried out to them.

“I Am,” came a deep voice which resonated from the powerful presence of the golden throne.

The flying lion swooped down and offered me a ride to the throne. The beating of its wings created ripples in the water as it waited for me to hop aboard its back. As we traveled across, the presence upon the throne seemed to grow and grow as we approached. I realized that it, or rather He, was further away than I had thought. At last we passed between the columns of fire, penetrated the green haze, and stopped at the foot of God’s throne. Immediately after my foot touched the stone I fell on my face, prostrate in his presence. The words “unworthy, dirty, filthy” ran through my head.

“I’m not worthy!” I screamed in despair and self-loathing. “I can’t approach You!”

But then, out from behind the throne stepped a man. He walked over to me and lifted up my head. I noticed that there were holes bored straight through his hands.

“You can approach me,” He said, “and I’ll pass whatever you say on to My Father.”

We went for a long walk down a street paved with gold and talked for hours. I’ve never met anyone like him.

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