next time someone sneezes, dont say "God bless you".. (or whatever it is you personally say) instead, try out "God bless america!" and throw a thumbs up while winking an eye.. extra points for pretending you are doing it into a camera..
A schoolboy who was turned into a 'human fireball' when an aerosol can exploded in his face during a camping trip has made a miraculous recovery.
Aiden Kelly suffered horrific burns when the pressurised can exploded in his face as he leaned over a campfire.
The 15 year old's hair and face were set alight leaving him covered in scabs which doctors feared would never heal.
But just weeks later his skin grew back - without his distinctive freckles.
Aiden, from Havant, Hants, said: 'I think it's turned out quite well actually.
'I really wanted to get rid of the freckles before because I didn't think they looked very good. Then I got burnt - and this was the upside to it.
'I could have ended up with a lot of scars all over my face, but now it looks as though it never even happened.'
Aiden was camping with friends in May last year when one of the group threw an aerosol onto their campfire and the pressurised can exploded in his face.
The schoolboy spent weeks recovering after the explosion with doctors fearing he would be scarred for life
The explosion set his hair alight and caused serious burns to his face and arms.
Aiden rolled on the ground to put out the flames while one of his friends called his own father from a mobile phone.
The man took the injured boy back to his nearby home to hose him down with cold water before calling an ambulance.
Aiden spent eight days at the specialist burns unit in Salisbury District Hospital, Wiltshire after the horrific incident.
His worried mother Geraldine Kelly arrived just as her son was being helped into the ambulance.
The 40 year mother of two said: 'After it happened it looked like all his flesh was falling off. It was absolutely horrendous, he didn't have any skin left on his nose.
'Some of the burns were quite deep and we thought he would be permanently scarred.
'Aiden was in terrible pain and they had to give him plenty of morphine at hospital so he could cope.
'Thankfully he didn't have to have skin grafts - he was really lucky.'
She said that over time his burns just peeled off and he moulted like a snake.
'Now he's absolutely fine. He's even lost his freckles which he is really pleased about,' Mrs Kelly said.
For the past six months the teenager has followed a strict regime to help his skin grow back, including daily applications of special ointments and avoiding sun exposure.
well, not a recommended way to get rid of your freckles.. but.. maaaan..
and in case i forget, i think i mightve had my first ever allergic reaction.. and worse still, it was to a hazelnut!! i cant believe it!! i love hazelnuts! i love nussfit, and nutella and so on.. so its just beyond my brain how i could possibly now be allergic to it.. but heres my theory (cuz i know you love my theories)..
the thing is that the hazelnut, i had to crack open with a nut cracker.. and the first hazelnut had no effect.. im pretty sure the second one didnt either, and that it was the third one that did it.. so heres my theory, my theory is that this was an old nut.. and this is why it triggered a reaction.. the reaction i had was one of immediate itchiness in the tip of my tongue, which then spread across my tongue.. which was really weird.. so i went to the washroom and stuck my tongue out at the mirror, and didnt really see anything. but then the back of my throat started showing reaction signs!! i could see that there were long red bumps in the back of my throat.. soon after i could feel the swelling back there too, and when i went back to check, my uvula (which we've recently learned is that thing that dingle dangles in the back of your throat) was bi-forked! now, my uvula is NOT bi-forked, which means that there was swelling on both sides of it, causing it to look like that. (there are people who have bi-forked.. um.. uvulae? uvulas? spellcheck says its uvuals.. ) in any case, to this very moment, i still feel like the back of my throat is clogged with snot (though it isnt) its a very strange uncomfortable feeling, that added to the headache and the forthcoming milk-sickness (yeah, i honestly cant believe why i still allow myself to eat pizza with cheese.. seriously, wheres the will power?? nowhere, thats where.. ) will be a nice c-c-c-c-combo
anyways, back to my theory, im pretty sure that it wasnt so much the hazelnut, as the fact that it mightve been an old nut, and probably something had grown on it.. or perhaps it was the internal "skin" layer on the hazelnut that did the job.. who knows.. anyways.. i could always just buy a jar of the hazel-nutty goodness (nussfit or nutella) and test my theory out.. haha.. the question is, "is finding out whether im allergic to hazelnuts, worth death or a trip to the hospital?" hmm.. i dont know.. (hahah)
ok, for the benefit of some poor sap out there like me, who might kill himself over this for several hours (of which i did NOT):
to get your AJAX javascript code to wait for onreadystatechange to come back with a 4 and a status of 200.. ie, to wait for the function to acquire your external html code (or xml or whatever) before continuing.. all you must do is change your line that reads:
request.open("GET", url, true);
to:
request.open("GET", url, false);
this is because, believe it or not, the 3rd parameter is whether the request should be asynchronous or not.. where asynchronous basically means "whether it should wait for this line of code to finish execution before moving to the next line of code"
NEW E*TRADE Baby First Class
See the E*TRADE Baby and his buddy Mike enjoy a first-class flight home, while the E*TRADE machine works its techno-magic.
just wanted to post up a quickie to say that today was a good day. it feels good to have a good day. a couple of things happened (or i guess a series of events).. i will tell you all in detail later.. but i think the two main highlights would be: one, that i somehow recruited several people to go out for evangelism 4 times (and i didnt even have to defeat them at cranium to do it!) and the other is that someone at our new church came up to me and said that when he saw our car at the evening service, it caused him great joy, because he thought "yes! theyre going to be here!" he said our mere presence caused him great joy. i started tearing up (like the thing you do with your eyes, not the thing you do with paper) but i held it back.. (*with a chinese accent* "be a man, do da righ' fing!") it was honestly one of the nicest things ive ever heard said to and about me. that comment really made my day, and that is quite a statement given the day i had. (a really good one)
just ironed my first shirt ever.. dont inspect it, it wont be up to snuff *cough*joelie*cough* (cuz i washed my windows the other day, and they werent up to snuff either, and yet the inspectors came.. law and order.. truth and justice.. thunder and lightning.. cheech and chong.. ) in any case, now my head hurts, not probably due to that but its time to sleep in any case.
ok even though i should be sleeping right now, this merits an immediate blog post.
so as i was getting ready to go to sleep, i noticed i had one of the many signs of milk-sickness (or milk syndrome?? haha meh) so i decided to give myself a vita-boost.. especially since this weekend was packed full of milkies. in any case, as you well know me, i am incapable of doing anything in a normal way, so i shove my vitamin C, zinc, and 3 calcium + D + magnesium tablets all in mah mouth, and then try to down them all at the same time.. stupid? yes, very.. is there a reason for this? probably not, but its how i do it. so since the NaDMg (calcium + vitamin D + magnesium.. we can call it the nadmig or nadmag, as you please) are hige tablets, these tend to not go down on the first try, especially since i am terrible at swallowing pills, since i am against medicine (well, not really but, you know where i stand.. and if you dont, its because im currently sitting) so this time, it was especially true. i tried to tilt my head back a bit, since i found the last couple of times, this seemed to unwittingly work (ie, it wasnt my intention, but i noticed that it did have that effect) except this time, the water went down the wrong pipe, and the tablets stayed in mah mouth.. so guess what happened. well, try to imagine what happens when water goes down the wrong pipe.. while you have stuff in your mouth. yeah. yeah...
[paragraph break for mah lovely wife.. who likes paragraph breaks] so out i cough all that was in my mouth into my hand (so as not to waste the stuff) and i cough a bit into the sink.. and by now the pills have started dissolving a bit, so i smack em back in mah mouth, and try again.. this time it goes down, and my whole body wiggles, because swallowing pills is weird and it causes my body to do that. so now i have a gross taste in mah mouth, so i go to the washroom (or bathroom for you gringos reading this) and inspect my tongue. wow. weird. lots of whiteness.. from the tablets. ok, so i try to scrape it off.. with my fingers (you think i have a tongue scraper?? you think WRANG!) and thats when i realize something. my tongue feels exactly like a raw cow tongue! (cuz we have cooked this a couple of times here -- and it was delicious by the way! and i say "we" because i helped.. hence why i know how it feels) it was super weird, and the gag reflex (the feeling of wanting to puke, for those of you with limited vocabulary, like mah lovely asian wife) did not kick in, mostly because i was keeping my tongue stiff to be able to scrape, and my little um.. whatever that dangly thing at the back of my throat is called.. agh, ill look it up (buahahahah!! everyone calls it the "dangly thing in my throat"!!) ok, found it.. its called a "uvula" (yer weeeelcome!) was covered by the tongue (the uvula is what usually triggers the gag reflex). um.. so, where was i?
[another paragraph break.. weeee!] so i was scraping my tongue, which feels like a raw cow tongue, and oh yeah! so i noticed my tongue had streaks of white and one of orange (the remnants of the dissolved tablets).. so i decided to clean my entire tongue by hand.. with water of course, and then i washed my hands.. thoroughly. and now im going to sleep, because why am i awake still?? (pointless ending? no way! just think of all the laughs and insight and all the stuff you learned from reading this!) ok goodnight.. err.. morning..
"Other systems: HF radio propagation can fade at higher latitudes, and aurora has been seen as low as New York and Idaho (typically 55° geomagnetic lat.)**. "
click here to view the current solar weather.. oh my!! it says the current Kp index is at 4!! that means its visible NOW!!! (but the sun is out!! gah!!!) Kp 5 a couple hours ago??? ohh man!! ps, if anyone notices a high Kp index at ANY TIME, please oh PLEASE LET ME KNOW!
and dont miss the aretid meteor showerTODAY!! its a daylight meteor shower.. look up people!
gyahhh!!!! LETS DRIVE UP TO THE DARK PLACE PEOPLES!!:
STORM WARNING: NOAA forecasters estimate a greater than 25% chance of geomagnetic storms on June 9th. That's when a CME from the magnificent flare of June 7th is expected to deliver a glancing blow to Earth's magnetic field. High-latitude sky watchers should be alert for auroras
PRAISE GOD FOR MAKING ME COUGH UP MAH PILLS AND WANT TO WRITE THIS POST!! lets see the auroras!!!
here's where it all started.. eli porter vs envy, and in a controversial close call, eli was stolen of his well deserved victory in a 2:1 decision. im pretty sure there was some dirty business involved.. because he clearly deserved the win.. maaaane, cuz he deed it!
I thought of Augustine this morning when I read Spurgeon "Repentance, to be sure, must be entire. How many will say, Sir, I will renounce this sin and the other...but there are certain darling lusts which I must keep and hold? Oh, sirs, in ...God's name let me tell you, it is not the giving up of one sin, nor 50 sins which is true repentance. It is the solemn renunciation of every sin. If thou dost harbor one of those accursed vipers in thy heart and dost give up every other, that one lust like one leak in a ship will sink thy soul. Think it not sufficient to give up thy outward vices, fancy it not enough to cut off the more corrupt sins of thy life, it is all or none which God demands."
Excerpt from Confessions by Agustine Book II, Chapter III
Woe is me! Do I dare affirm that thou didst hold thy peace, O my God, while I wandered farther away from thee? Didst thou really then hold thy peace? Then whose words were they but thine which by my mother, thy faithful handmaid, thou didst pour into my ears? None of them, however, sank into my heart to make me do anything. She deplored and, as I remember, warned me privately with great solicitude, "not to commit fornication; but above all things never to defile another man's wife." These appeared to me but womanish counsels, which I would have blushed to obey. Yet they were from thee, and I knew it not. I thought that thou wast silent and that it was only she who spoke. Yet it was through her that thou didst not keep silence toward me; and in rejecting her counsel I was rejecting thee--I, her son, "the son of thy handmaid, thy servant." But I did not realize this, and rushed on headlong with such blindness that, among my friends, I was ashamed to be less shameless than they, when I heard them boasting of their disgraceful exploits--yes, and glorying all the more the worse their baseness was. What is worse, I took pleasure in such exploits, not for the pleasure's sake only but mostly for praise. What is worthy of vituperation except vice itself? Yet I made myself out worse than I was, in order that I might not go lacking for praise. And when in anything I had not sinned as the worst ones in the group, I would still say that I had done what I had not done, in order not to appear contemptible because I was more innocent than they; and not to drop in their esteem because I was more chaste.
“You can’t keep from being tempted, but you can avoid rehearsing, and you can certainly refuse to act out a tempting thought. You can train your mind to mind. No temptation becomes sin without your permission.”
The dean of the seminary I attended was Dr. Charles Feinberg, one of the most brilliant and respected men I have ever known. He was Jewish, and after studying for 14 years to be a rabbi, he was converted to Christ. He knew more than thirty languages. He even told me once that he taught himself Dutch because he wanted to read Dutch Reformed theology. He also read through the Bible four times every year. Needless to say, he was exceptional and intense. We were all rightfully in awe of him, and I loved him at the same time.
In those days, every seminary student had to preach in chapel. When my turn came, I was assigned to preach on 2 Samuel 7, the great text on the Davidic Covenant. My sermon was probably a fine example of structural craftsmanship. It had a zinger for a beginning and a zapper at the end. It would have been a great success, too—if it hadn’t been for my lack of biblical content in the middle section. I preached a “practical” message that was only superficially related to the biblical text. In that passage, Nathan encourages David to build a house for the Lord. And God says, “Wait a minute, you didn’t check in. That’s not the plan.” So I preached about how important it is to not to presume on God.
When I finished, I felt pretty good. The chapel audience seemed to have followed with interest, and I even thought I heard some murmurs of approval. But I really only cared about the opinion of one man—my mentor, Dr. Feinberg. The faculty sat behind us when we preached in chapel, and they had legal-sized criticism sheets, which they filled out during the student’s sermon. After we were done preaching, we would stand at the door, and the faculty would hand us their sheets as they left the room. I just wanted Dr. Feinberg’s.
He was at the end of the line, and I could see that he had folded his sheet up very small and very tightly. When he handed it to me, he did not even look up at me. He kept his eyes straight down and walked firmly past. That was not a good sign. So at my first opportunity, I unrolled his paper. I was eager to read his feedback, hoping desperately that he would be impressed with my sermon.
To be sure, I expected some constructive criticism. But the few bold red words that stared back at me were much worse than anything I had prepared myself for. He had completely ignored all the suggested categories and scoring helps that were printed on the sheet. Instead, he wrote across the page in bold red letters a one-line critique that hit me like a hard punch to the solar plexus: “ You missed the whole point of the passage .”
That is the worst possible mistake any preacher could make—but especially in front of someone like Dr. Feinberg.
Like many young preachers, I had naively concerned myself with just about everything except getting the meaning of the text right. My preparation was focused on delivery, gestures, anecdotes, the right mix of humor and illustrative material, and the alliteration of my main points. I had actually approached the biblical passage itself almost as an afterthought.
Later that day, I received a message instructing me to go to Dr. Feinberg’s office. When I got there, he was sitting at his desk, shaking his head in disappointment. “How could you? How could you? That passage presents the Davidic Covenant culminating in the Messiah and His glorious kingdom—and you talked about ‘not presuming on God’ in our personal day-to-day choices. That would have been a fine admonition to preach from Numbers 15:30-31 or Psalm 19:13, but you can’t reduce 2 Samuel 7 to that ! You missed the entire point of the passage, and it’s one of the greatest of all Old Testament passages. Don’t ever do that again.”
He never said another word about it to me, but that incident hit me like a sledgehammer. In fact, it was the deepest single impression I ever received in seminary. Never miss the point of the passage. To this day, when I come to the text each week and begin to study its richness and depth, I can still hear Dr. Feinberg’s heartfelt admonition ringing in my ears. If you don’t have the meaning of Scripture, you do not have the Word of God at all. If you miss the true sense of what God has said, you are not actually preaching God’s Word! That reality has compelled me for nearly 40 years of preaching.
Sun Microsystems acquired the company, copyright and trademark of StarOffice in 1999 for US$73.5 million. Sun wanted to compete with Microsoft Office, and also wanted to save money on licenses for Microsoft Office and Windows:
The number one reason why Sun bought StarDivision in 1999 was because, at the time, Sun had something approaching forty-two thousand employees. Pretty much every one of them had to have both a Unix workstation and a Windows laptop, and it was cheaper to buy a company that could make a Solaris and Linux desktop productivity suite than it was to buy forty-two thousand licenses from Microsoft.
If you ever wondered if you are a constitutionalist/conservative or communist/liberal, this is a great test!
If a conservative doesn't like guns, he doesn't buy one. If a liberal doesn't like guns, he wants all guns outlawed. If a conservative is a vegetarian, he doesn't eat meat. If a liberal is a vegetarian, he wants all meat products banned for everyo...ne. If a conservative is homosexual, he quietly leads his life. If a liberal is homosexual, he demands legislated respect. If a conservative is down-and-out, he thinks about how to better his situation. A liberal wonders who is going to take care of him. If a conservative doesn't like a talk show host, he switches channels. Liberals demand that those they don't like be shut down. If a conservative is a non-believer, he doesn't go to church. A liberal non-believer wants any mention of God and religion silenced. (Unless it's a foreign religion, of course!) If a conservative decides he needs health care, he goes about shopping for it, or may choose a job that provides it. A liberal demands that the rest of us pay for his. If a conservative reads this, he'll forward it so his friends can have a good laugh. A liberal will delete it and complain to the authorities, because he's "offended."
and according to the website, the polar bear habitat village is not receiving visitors for the time being.. no swimming with the polar bears this year.. more bad news.. maybe i should post some funny videos on the blog to cheer me up
i wish i was the lakers, so my brother would anxiously want to see me every day
i wish i was saprissa, so my brother would celebrate my existence
i wish i was a TV, so my brother would talk to me
i wish i was a watch, so my brother would care about me
and i wish i was a sport so my brother would love me
but mostly, i wish my brother would stop hating the Christ who loved me first
"If the world hates you, know that it has hated me before it hated you." John 15:18
in case you didnt know, my brother stopped talking to me last year because i am "always trying to evangelize him". he hasnt talked to me since.. please pray for him.
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