...

can spiritual warfare come in the disguise of massive rendering times?

Empty

I have the closet...

...ahem

I mean...

..office

ALL TO MYSELF!

mwaahaahahahahaaaa!

You're my only hope

Help yourself to a healthy tasting of my research and development

venture into hilarity.

I think he was kidding.

Final Cut Pro Timeline of Pain

Into the Home Stretch

Whatcha Doing?

Today I'm at the CF public library, desperately trying to convince myself to study. Since I'm blogging, it is safe to say that this may not be going the best at all. Oh well.

Anyways, a moment ago a little boy wandered over to me and asked, "Whatcha doing?" This poor little boy has patiently tried to stand next to his mother who seems to be taking forever in selecting her book from the shelves. He's resorted at times to running laps around the shelves--only to be scolded by his mother. 

"Whatcha doing?" the little boy asked.

"Doing some homework," I responded.

"Gerald*, get back over here.  Don't talk to strangers," his mother sternly warned.

Poor little buddy. He's just curious. And I'm not that strange. Its safe to say that we were all like that little boy once. Curious about the world, and unashamed to try to figure it out. Too soon, however, we learn that talking to busy strangers is not culturally appropriate. We should mind our own business, be quiet, and not run in the library. 

I'd hate to be so bold, but perhaps a little bit of that boy's creativity died today. Now there were new rules that he needs to obey in order to 'act appropriately'. Sure, I think that society does need order, guidelines, and limitations. But I sure hope that this little boy learns to flourish within them and bend them when safe and appropriate.

(Cue rant that we need to rise beyond simply following rules, being quiet, and minding our own business.)

*Little boy's name has been changed for his protection.

Happy Birthday Sara

The empty spot where Sara used to reside with three other people in her shared office space:


Sara's new "own" personal office space:


Bitter sweet Sara Fitzy Pants. Bitter. Sweet. You're so my favorite.

Intern for the Intern

So...

what if we got an intern for the intern?

They could do all the things that YOU don't wanna do, that you give to me, that I don't wanna do, for free! It would be perfect! Well, not for them. They might hate it, but how else will we ever properly organize all our old recoding tapes?

I call NOT IT!

It smells like boy in here

Well, spring break's practically over.

The ladies of the office discovered that they were cool enough to not have to stay in Cedar Falls for the week. Needless to say, Spenc and I have been having quite a bit of bounding time. 

Piper's still alive and flippin'

And it probably now smells like boy in the office. 

Come back ladies.

We Are Awesome

The Lost Island in Waterloo just had a commercial on TV and used the same background music that we put in the Date Expert videos! Ha! Hilarious.

"Give Me My Penny!"

Hey everyone! It's AJ!

Hi!

I'm ready for Spring Break! Hi!

Okay, seriously though. I know snow is pretty, and fluffy, and didn't do anything to me, but come on. I have this strange feeling that some people are just gonna start going stir-crazy! They're gonna freak out with cabin-fever, and start doing crazy things. All over Iowa. It'll be on the National News channels, ya know?

"Man demands penny from cashier! No hostages were harmed."

Or people will just start protesting. "I don't care if it's only 10 degrees! I'm wearing my shorts! Give me my flip-flops! It's Spring!"

People are just gonna flip out pretty soon over nothing...And they're all gonna blame it on the snowfall records in Iowa. Rabid parents will be running down the sidewalks in swimsuits, teenagers will gather at the pool and swim laps across the ice. If things don't start melting, this IS our future. Pray for warmth. For the sake of Iowanian sanity.

And mine.

inspired by artists.

tonight was the showcase for artists in our midst at prairie lakes.

these people inspire me. singers, video, lights....many other things under the surface. this is going to be so fun to be in the front row to see these artists come to the surface in the next few months!

*sigh*

Some Days it's Hard to be like Jesus

 I have a secret place. This secret place is in the University library. It's a little hidden cove that has a couple tables and some couches in it. I like to study here because usually I'm all alone. 

Yet today, as I am trying to work on my totally not cool paper, two yahoos thought they could come share my special place. Didn't they know this is my secret area? Isn't there like a million other places for them to go?

Jesus, grant me grace.

Sign me up for that class

Ok guys. I have an idea.

Didn't Sara graduate with an Art Education degree? Yet she isn't educating!

Sooo.. I think that she should teach an art 101 class sometime for free. I'd take that class. 

I hope I'd pass.

hi?

hello people.

Studying= Destruction of Creativity

Come to me summer days

when i lay out under the bright, warm sun

i hold on to the hope 

that soon i will graduate and learn to write poetry

for alas, all creativity has left me.

Why I'm not in iPod Commercials

ode to creativity.

here's to you...members of the creative arts office. where caffeine-drinks flow freely. random outbursts are welcome. and where creativity comes to life.

i appreciate you guys...peace.

2008.

So...

It's not Christmas time anymore, most people took down their lights, I just put mine up in my room, and Wal-Mart redecorated that candy aisle the day after to make room for Valentine's Day. I think Wal-Mart is really insecure about that aisle being empty. They always jump the gun on holidays, "Oh my gosh! St. Patrick's Day is over! Put out the sparklers! Red white and blue!"

Things around the office [for me] have been quiet, and for everyone else, they've been slightly hectic. Sara's taking some much needed time off, Matt and I are working on some videos, Spencer's writing things and playing guitar, and we're probably gonna have a dance party when we're all back in session again. Or a Nerf war.

2008 is kind of like the middle-child of New Year's. People got really excited about 2000 because it was really "new" and now the excitement has faded a little. We went from "Oh my gosh! The year 2000! Party like it's 199--WAIT! It ain't! Woo!" To this year, "Oh crap. I did it again. How can I make this seven look like an eight?"

I suppose there is a lot to be excited about with the start of a new year, it seems to mean a lot to people that they have a "clean slate" of sorts to start over on all those things they "meant to do" in 2007. I guess that's something a lot of people look for in life, a chance to make-up for things, or do better at life. Seeing all those sad people who really just want another chance to be great. It makes me really glad I'm already awesome.

Well, not really. It took a lot of pain before I could become awesome, so...

Seriously though, it makes me extremely thankful to God for every part of my life, and the moments I know he has planned for this next year. "Living" in the new year is my number one goal, and there are so many ways to get that done. One of those ways starts right here at the PLC Creative Arts Office, where creativity meets functionality and purpose, head-on. Apply directly to the forehead.