Note: Blog iz pahrtee writen with a proetoetipe fonetik eenglish spelling.  Wun possibul spelling=wun possibul pronunceeaeshun.  For a deetalde explanaeshun klik here.

12-1-08 I hav bin hieking a lot of late.  Here aar sum nuewish pix.
 

11-4-08 Nue pix.  

Aal aar frum hiking yesterday in the Jemez, exept the last tue.  The blue flouerz wer in Taos in Aug and the cups or qeros I found reeserching for a term paeper.  They aar pree-contact, maybee 1300 or so.  

10-26-08 I went hieking Sunday in the Sandias.  Thaer iz sumthing kind of Tolkienesk ubout the forest in the faal, espeshulee wen the are iz cueler and the wind bloze thrue the brown gras in the medoze.  The baebee aspens hav no leves and the oeks hav onlee a fyue.  In sum plases, in the thikr woodz, the aspens lost thare leves a wile agoe and aal the leves on the ground are kind of a baej culurd, but in uther places, stranjlee at the same altitude, the aspens lost thare leves later and the leves stil make a tthin brite yeloe pachwork on the ground.  In other places in the world, in tthikr decidueus forests, the leves get severul inches deep, but here even undr big aspens, the leves are just a quilt, sumtimz not eeven cuvering aal the ground.  Aspens and the oeks here just due not hav that menee leves.  It is inturesting tue that thoe most of the the gras is broun, the mos is stil grene, az aar the litul loe leefee plants ulong the ground witth spikd leves like holee.  I due not noe wut thay are called.  Alsoe the same day I saa a hok fly aaf and seme to drop sumtthing hevee, so hee or shee could get awayee quiklee.  I went up tue look and thare in the booshez wuz a squirel witth his or her hed alredee eten aaf.  I am shure the hok came bak for it later.  I wishd I had my camruh but it wood broblee grose sum of yue out.  <Note are rimes witth tare.>  ;-)    
Hieking at Pajarito a muntth ugoe.  It looks like I am waaking up tue hevun, wich is true, in sum sens.     


9-21-08 Bak on sked witth my monthlee blog entree.  I hav bin pretee bizee.  I at leest got the linx abuv working.  I wil write mor later.  

8-22-08 Iznt this a cule foeto a nue pule in Sydney.  It iz kald the Ian Thorpe Aquatic Center.  At ferst it looks like the botom is kurvd, which it iz not, aktuely.   Aalso for eneewun interested here iz my flash muevee aabout the French Revolutionary Calendar, which wuz a projekt for French klas last spring.  It iz about five minuts long.  

8-18
-08 I have decided to go back to writing normal English, at least for longer, more serious entries. 
  In listening to a sermon Sunday, I started thinking about what St Paul writes about the soul without Christ being in bondage to sin, and about Christ setting us free from this bondage.  (Romans 6:18-24, also John 8:34)  The idea is that humans are not naturally evil.  Man does evil because he is influenced to do so by the devil, thus placing him in bondage to the desire for sin.  Not to say he is blameless, he doesn't have to do it, but he is vulnerable to the pushes of the devil.  The desire to do evil thus is, in the case of a Christian, the devil trying to reestablish this bondage.  We are set free, but the devil does not generally give up.  
  So this morning I found myself with an evil thought.  (This happens to everyone I suppose.)  In a certain sense I enjoyed the thought.  I felt that I wanted it.  It felt like my will, my desire, not like like bondage at all.  That is what makes all this difficult.  St Paul suggests that this sense of possession is illusory.  That it appears to be freedom, but is actually bondage, though invisibly.  One of the the things that makes people hesitate to come to the church is this feeling that they will lose their freedom, which from a certain point of veiw is true.  
  What exactly is happening?  What part of that thought is me and what is the devil trying to recapture control.  It was not the first time that this thought had entered my mind, so we could say that it came from my memory, but what about the first time?  Let us suppose that Paul is right.  Why does my conscience, theoretically the voice of God, seem like interference, and the sinful thought, theoretically the voice of the devil, feel like me?  One could say that God is too honest to to disguise himself, which is a positive thought, but it does not change how it actually feels.  Paul goes on to say that we are now servants (in bondage to) God.     
  This is one of the conundrums of Christianity, like why do bad things happen, or why can't we see God.  Those are extra-church conundrums, but this is very much an intra-church conundrum, as people on the outside do not care or are happy believing that the sin desire is their own (perhaps natural) desire.    


8-16
-08 A fue ov the bares stopt by tue hav a look at my lunch aamlet, which waz, esttheticly speeking, wun ov my better efforts.

8-1
-08 I am triiing tue reefine my spelling sistem.  I tthink it iz better tue leev "the,"  "a," and "I," unchaenjd az it is just tue confuezing if they aar speld diferently.  Aalsoe "the" would be "thuh" which is akwaard tue tipe and looks sortuh retarded.  Wen I tthink uf chanjez to my sistum I am goeing to try to update tthis and blog and my Facebook paje akordingly.   I did the Frazer Mountan XC and wuz not cliiming very wel, I am hoeping that it iz oenly my rib and I am not just sloe. This iz the tthird time I hav krakt a rib and it seemz like they take forever tue heel.  

7-16
-08 I am feeling better genuralee, exept for my rib, which iz stil pritee sore, tho I wuz aeble to race the Tuesday MTB thing, and did ok considering I cood onlee get 60% uf a lungful of are.  Here iz wun uf the poewems frum my Dante clas, by Sante Francis.  Thare wur so manee nice wuns in that clas, but this iz maebee my faevorit.  

CANTICO DI FRATE SOLE

Altissimu, onnipotente, bon Signore,
tue so' le laude, la gloria e l'honore et onne benedictione.
Ad te solo, Altissimo, se confano,
et nullu homo ne dignu te mentovare.

Laudato sie, mi' Signore, cum tucte le tue creature,
spetialmente messor lo frate sole,
lo qual' iorno, et allumini noi per lui.
Et ellu bellu e radiante cum grande splendore:
de te, Altissimo, porta significatione.

Laudato si', mi' Signore, per sora luna e le stelle:
in celu l'i formate clarite ll et pretiose et belle.


Laudato si', mi' Signore, per frate vento
et per aere et nubilo et sereno et onne tempo,
per 1o quale a le tue creature di sustentamento.

Laudato si', mi' Signore, per sor'aqua,
la quale multo utile et humile et pretiosa et casta.

Laudato si', mi' Signore, per frate focu,
per lo quale ennallumini la nocte:
et ello bello et iocundo et robustoso et forte.

Laudato si', mi' Signore, per sora nostra matre terra,
la quale ne sustenta et governa,
et produce diversi fructi con coloriti flori et herba.

Laudato si', mi' Signore, per quelli ke perdonano per
lo tuo amore
et sostengo infirmitate et tribulatione.
Beati quelli che 'l sosterrano in pace,
ca da te, Altissimo, sirano incoronati.

Laudato si', mi' Signore, per sora nostra morte corporale,
da la quale nullu homo vivente p skappare:
guai a’cquelli ke morrano ne le peccata mortali;
beati quelli ke trovar ne le tue sanctissime voluntati,
ka la morte secunda no '1 farr male.

Laudate et benedicete mi' Signore et rengratiate
e serviateli cum grande humilitate.
CANTICLE OF BROTHER SUN

Most High, all powerful, good Lord,
Yours are praise, glory, honour and all blessing.
Only to You, Most High, do they belong
and no one is worthy to call upon Your name.

May You be praised, my Lord, with all Your creatures,
especially mister brother sun,
he who is by day, and we are lit through him.*
He is beautiful and radiant with great splendour;
of You, Most High. he brings meaning.*


Be praised, my Lord, for sister moon and the stars;
in heaven You have formed them, clear and precious and lovely.

Be praised, my Lord, for brother wind
and for air and clouds and clear skies and all weathers,
by which, to Your creatures, You give sustenance.

Be praised, my Lord, for sister water,
who is very useful and humble and precious and pure.

Be praised, my Lord, for brother fire,
by whom the night is illumined for us:
he is beautiful and cheerful and robust and strong.

Be praised, my Lord, for our sister, mother earth,
who sustains and governs us
and produces diverse fruits and colored flowers and grass.

Be praised, my Lord, for those who forgive for
love of You
and who bear infirmity and tribulation:
blessd are they who bear them in peace,
for by You, Most High, they will be crowned.

Be praised, my Lord, for our sister bodily death
from whom no one living can escape;
woe to them who die in mortal sin;
blessd are they who are found doing Your most holy will,
for the second death will do them no harm.

Praise and bless my Lord and give Him thanks
and serve Him with great humility.
* I chanjd thu translaeshun a litul, and I cood bee wrong.

7-13
-08 I went hiiking a lot last week, sumtthing like 36 ours.  It seemd tue help mentulee, but now my nee iz a little sor, so I am taeking a litul rest.  Aalso I krashd mii MTB on Wensday and bruesd or maebee krakd a rib.  It is haard tue breetth, az iz tipicul.  I am goeing tue try writing mii blog in fonetic Eenglish, that iz, witth words spelled as they sound. It shud not bee hard tue reed, keep in minde that TTH (tthin) is asperaeted and TH is voisd, and that II is long i as in "miining", if in the middle of a word.  I am uesing a modifiid versjun of the True Spel sistum, which I tthink is mor intueutiv.  I am wurking on a gide for my sistum.  

7-2
-08 I am now moderately famous as I got my picture on Velonews' website. This is actually the only Tuesday Night Crit I have won in 13 years of doing them.  


6-29
-08 Things did not work out with Argen, the girl I had been dating. Those of you who read this and believe in prayer might pray for me. We all have our crosses to carry and they are heavier some days than on others.  I am very weary, and I do not know what to do.  
  For those of you that do not believe that God listens to our prayers, well, it is very possible that I am praying for you already.  
      
6-8
-08 I am finally back in Albuquerque, after some time visiting the folks in TX.  It was really hot for a few days when I was over there, and the squirrel in my moms backyard got so hot that it just draped itself over a tree branch and rested.  I have never seem this behavour before, though my aunt in Roswell told my mom she had seen squirrels doing this.  By the way I am organizing the Ben Hall Epic agian, which should be cool.   Radioblogclub.com is shut down so I put up some streams through imeem.com.  



Driving back I saw this herd of antelope in the shade of an isolated tree.  I wish I had a better zoom on my camera.  There were a few more animals lying down that you cannot see in the pic.  

Here are a few other recent pix.


5/1
-08 A really scary photo of Heikki Kovalainen's McLaren after blowing a tire at 145mph and then plowing straight into the tires at about 80. Fortunately he is ok, no broken anything.  That carbon is pretty tough, looks like it is maybe 1" thick on the walls of his cockpit.  For a so-so video click here.  The onboard shot is pretty scary.  It did not appear to be his fault at all.  


 4/11
-08 Isn't this is nice photo? Iit is by Anabelle Soto, who is on photoblog.  Click on it if you want to see others.

By the church calendar last week was the third Sunday in Easter.  It is like in church, time is different, and it is still Easter; they still close the service saying "Christ is risen"/"He is risen indeed."    
By the way I am doing the Tuesday night bike "race" series again starting 4-22.  

4-10-08
It seems like everybody around campus is riding a fixie.  I ride errands on my old Giant CX bike with platform pedals and 1X9 gear setup.  It has 46cm drops, not bullhorns.  The two red KHS CX bikes (visible farther down the page) are saved for racing.  So these are my reasons I am not on a fixie, chic as they seem to be at present:
1. I can put 30lbs of groceries in the panniers and ride up hills without stressing.
2. I can stop pedaling and rail around corners.
 I can even do one foot out MX style corners if I feel so inclined.
3. Bicycle brakes were a good invention.  
4. Coasting is underrated.
5. I can do the occasional bit of off-roading. 
6. I do not need a fixie to do trackstands.  
7. There is not a usable velodrome for 300 miles.
8. I can fit my comfy fat 28mm Tufo Diamond tread tubular tires on the frame.
9. I can ride in the brake hoods because I actually have brake hoods,  cool Cane Creek ones that are shaped like Campagnolos.
10. I can do graceful step-inside CX dismounts at the bikerack.

3-2
-08 Today is Good Friday or as the Latins say, Holy Friday, which is much better, considering this is the day in which our Lord was killed.  Rick Seaborn off the bike-racers list sent me this link.  It is pretty cool.  It is a CX how-to from 1921.  This picture is great.  I have spent a lot of time doing this, trying to find a trail that I only imagine is there, or could be there with a little time with the machete and maybe my limb saw.  I am over the flu and have started riding regularly.  I FINALLY got my MTB together, I am planning on testing it out maana.  



3-6
-08 I have the killer flu that has been going around for about t weeks now, though it has been getting better since Monday.  Apparently as bad as it was, others have had it worse. 
I remember seeing a sign (in front of Anchor Blue at the mall, I think) last fall that said: "ALL GUYS HOODIES $14.99 and up.  That means that we have lots of hoodies but none of them cost less than $14.99, and most could cost more or less anything, but some might be as cheap as $14.99, so you should come check it out.  The ticket for ad copy is to say absolutely nothing.  This also seems good for presidential campaign speeches, I have noticed. 
The little pic below is from the ill-fated pig hunting expedition of last month.  Ill-fated as we did not spot any of our diminutive porcine prey.

1-30
-08 I guess I should just plan on monthly blog entries, as that is all that I seem to be able to do.  I started back in school.  Hopefully I have one year left.  I sat in one of my first class sessions a week ago thinking, what am I doing here again, do I really feel up to going through another semester of this?  But as a little time went by I realized that it was not really boring and I am good at languages anyway. 
  I bought some 9X11 envelopes at one of the office supply stores and found that the pack of five cost $3.79 (.76ea), the pack of 50 cost $7.49 (.15ea) and the pack of 100 cost $6.99 (.07ea).  That is kind of crazy.
  I am planning to go hunting Javelina (Collared Pecary in my Texas history book in junior high).
My dear old Cannon G2, my companion of recent years seems to have kicked the bucket, so pix on the blog may be thin for a while.  Maybe I can fix it.  Here are some of my recent Javelnia scouting trip.


A frozen creek in the Mimbres Mts, a possible cougar print on the Gila river, a rocky streambed, in a tributary of the San Francisco River, water in in the same creek, and one of the Javelinas I saw, this one was in the Gila northeast of Alma, NM.  I wish I had gotten a bettter pic, but you can kind of see the little piggy, trotting along in his little piggy trot.  


12-13-07 I just finished the last school project of the year.  My calf is still pretty messed up.  I hate being hurt.  I like feeling all strong and invincible.  Well that may be a while.  I finally listened to the rest of Candide by Voltaire on CD.  I had given up on it as to bitter and depressing a few years ago, but I thought I would give it another shot after discussing it in French class.  It was ok, still pretty sad.  The pic is not really flatering but it is still nice.  

miscelaneous pix




   

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