Monday, April 30, 2007
Sunday, April 29, 2007
It's been a pretty awesome/busy/crazy weekend.
Friday night was Boyce College's Spring banquet. My brother recieved every possible reward imaginable, including the outstanding graduate of his class and the Servant Towel. Amanda Moore and I wore vintage outfits- which if you ask me is very cool. She went for the Jackie Kennedy look while I attempted to pull off a straight Liberaci.
At the after party Matt Capps and I sang "To Hell with the Devil" by Stryper- pure hotness.
Saturday, I attended a film festival at Sojourn. Not only was this my first film festival, but it was also my debut as both an actor and a motion picture composer. The short film, Under The Juniper Tree, was directed by Drake Hatfield and featured, in addition to myself, the music of Cole Robertson and several other local musicians. The film recieved the "Most Beautiful" award, no doubt because I was in it (or perhaps despite of the fact).
Friday night was Boyce College's Spring banquet. My brother recieved every possible reward imaginable, including the outstanding graduate of his class and the Servant Towel. Amanda Moore and I wore vintage outfits- which if you ask me is very cool. She went for the Jackie Kennedy look while I attempted to pull off a straight Liberaci.
At the after party Matt Capps and I sang "To Hell with the Devil" by Stryper- pure hotness.
Saturday, I attended a film festival at Sojourn. Not only was this my first film festival, but it was also my debut as both an actor and a motion picture composer. The short film, Under The Juniper Tree, was directed by Drake Hatfield and featured, in addition to myself, the music of Cole Robertson and several other local musicians. The film recieved the "Most Beautiful" award, no doubt because I was in it (or perhaps despite of the fact).
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Thunder
Drunk people aside, Thunder over Louisville was amazing.
This year I decided to brave the crowds and join the over 500,000 person crowd in watching the hemisphere's largest fireworks display from waterfront park. (yes, that right. the America's largest fireworks show is for a horse race, not Independance Day).
While we were waiting for the show to begin, I invented a game. The rules are as follows:
1 point for spotting an underage kid smoking (2 if in junior high)
1 point for spotting a redneck with a visible tattoo
5 points for smoking pot in plain sight with complete disregard for who might be watching
double points if the individual:
Is shirtless
Is drunk
Has a mullet.
This year I decided to brave the crowds and join the over 500,000 person crowd in watching the hemisphere's largest fireworks display from waterfront park. (yes, that right. the America's largest fireworks show is for a horse race, not Independance Day).
While we were waiting for the show to begin, I invented a game. The rules are as follows:
1 point for spotting an underage kid smoking (2 if in junior high)
1 point for spotting a redneck with a visible tattoo
5 points for smoking pot in plain sight with complete disregard for who might be watching
double points if the individual:
Is shirtless
Is drunk
Has a mullet.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Yesterday I had coffee with a homeless man named Peter. Well, I should say that I had coffee while he drank hot water with cinnamon and suger in it (i offered to buy him a drink, but he declined). Those of you who frequent coffee shops in the Crescent Hill area have probably seen him before.
Peter claims that he hears voices. Periodically he would stick his fingers in his ears- presumably to tune out the noise of the busy coffee shop to better hear them. He asked me a couple of times if I thought that the voices might be God or some of his angels. At one point he asked me if I was Jesus, and I informed him that I wasn't.
He also asked me if he could come home with me, and I explained that I couldn't.
Maybe Jesus would have, but I'm not there yet.
Peter claims that he hears voices. Periodically he would stick his fingers in his ears- presumably to tune out the noise of the busy coffee shop to better hear them. He asked me a couple of times if I thought that the voices might be God or some of his angels. At one point he asked me if I was Jesus, and I informed him that I wasn't.
He also asked me if he could come home with me, and I explained that I couldn't.
Maybe Jesus would have, but I'm not there yet.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Scientology
I am writing a paper on Scientology right now. So far I've only been reading primary sources- mostly from L. Ron Hubbard himself.
It's pretty complicated stuff. But hey, if John Travolta AND Tom Cruise believe it, there has to be some validity, right?
(p.s. for those amongst my readers unfamiliar with my sense of humor, the preceding sentance was sarcastic)
It's pretty complicated stuff. But hey, if John Travolta AND Tom Cruise believe it, there has to be some validity, right?
(p.s. for those amongst my readers unfamiliar with my sense of humor, the preceding sentance was sarcastic)
Monday, April 16, 2007
Stu: Brand New Pictures!
Here's the pictures from the open mic, as promised. Also be sure to stop by the official Stewart myspace.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Stu: Live in Concert
Maybe I've told you guys about Stu before, and if not, remind me to. But he performed at the open mic at Mom's Coffee Shop today and it pretty much was the most amazing thing of all time.
Pictures coming soon.
Pictures coming soon.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
The day thus far
Today I :
Fixed my broken chair.
Finally bought double-sided mounting tape to keep my posters from falling down.
Sold my old keyboard that I never use to pay for FACTS.
Rode my bike to the local library and got a library card.
Now I just have to write four papers and I will be set for the week.
Fixed my broken chair.
Finally bought double-sided mounting tape to keep my posters from falling down.
Sold my old keyboard that I never use to pay for FACTS.
Rode my bike to the local library and got a library card.
Now I just have to write four papers and I will be set for the week.
Monday, April 09, 2007
He is Risen
My Easter was pretty much awesome, and not because of the cheap store-brand chocolate (though i do love me some cheap store-brand chocolate).
It started out well when Buck and I actually made it to church in time for the early service (though we cut it pretty close). Pastor Butler preached an amazing sermon on the exclusivity of Christ and the importance of the resurrection- very bold considering the crowd was predominately visitors.
In the second service I was in child care, with 13 two-year-olds. It went incredibly well considering.
After church Buck and I hit up the Beanblossom's Easter gathering, where there was great fellowship and Derby Pie to be had. Afterwards, we stopped by the Reddick household for Sarah and Billy's engagement party, where we joined pretty much half of the city of Louisville in congratulating Boyce's must un-Boyce-like couple.
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It started out well when Buck and I actually made it to church in time for the early service (though we cut it pretty close). Pastor Butler preached an amazing sermon on the exclusivity of Christ and the importance of the resurrection- very bold considering the crowd was predominately visitors.
In the second service I was in child care, with 13 two-year-olds. It went incredibly well considering.
After church Buck and I hit up the Beanblossom's Easter gathering, where there was great fellowship and Derby Pie to be had. Afterwards, we stopped by the Reddick household for Sarah and Billy's engagement party, where we joined pretty much half of the city of Louisville in congratulating Boyce's must un-Boyce-like couple.
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Tuesday, April 03, 2007
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