I would say these guys have hit the nail on the head.

Okay same challenge different question, follow this link and watch.

http://mathsucks.ytmnd.com/
With real serious sounding music to add to...it.

It is not unlikely that I've shown you this image before, I have shown it to a lot of people actually. No satisfactory explanations have been given, so give it your best shot, I am certain that someone can explain it.



Alright, so both arrangements have the same surface area but they have different perimeters.

It has been nearly a month since I last wrote a blog, I made a few attempts to write but I just couldn't get what I was thinking translated in to English, the thoughts were clear but the words were not. Though I don't think it matters much because I have had, for a long time, the sneaking suspicion that nobody actually reads my blogs.

The last few weeks have been pretty plain but a few things have taken shape. First, I did not get in to Res at the U of A so that is a little lame but not too serious. I have been blessed with a pretty sweet house Old Strathcona (Edmonton), it's just blocks from the University and White Ave, I will take pictures and put them up for nobody to look at some time when I have a camera again. I also have been blessed with good roommates, one of which who pretty much took care of everything in regard to getting a roof over our heads.

Mathijs went back to Netherlands, yeah what's with that? It's because there they speak Klingon and he misses that.

I have been working. Pidherney's...boring. But with lots of rain days, so I have spent a lot of time in Red Deer.

Been reading some C.S. Lewis, now that is not boring at all, really intense actually.

Acquired a lot of music, a stupid amount of music and I am happy with that.

More or less I'm just waiting to move to Edmonton and start school again. This week I am moving in to my place, ugh tired.

Yesterday I was thinking about Herpes, yes herpes. Until a few months ago I figured that cold sores were not herpes, I thought that a "cold sore" was something different or no more than a blanket term for oral bumps and blemishes of any sort.

Imagine me telling someone about this "killer cold sore" I had, in actuality I had a canker sore, a non-contagious come and go bump on the interior of the mouth that is pretty much the opposite of a cold sore...whatever, point is that I told someone that I had herpes, I sure am glad that I was mistaken...I am such a loser sometimes.

I learned the differences between and definitions of herpes/cold sores and canker sores one day while discussing it with some friends. I swore up and down that I was right, as usual, but they set me straight when they told me to look it up...whatever, my friends are experts on herpes.

With the basic information about herpes securely in my head I was thinking about it yesterday, getting herpes wouldn't be too difficult. All you have to do to get herpes is kiss someone who has them, I will assume that a person would only do this unknowingly.

Say you like to kiss strangers, maybe it's a hobby or maybe you have some involuntary compulsion to do so...you're just asking to get hit with the herp.

Everyone knows some young man or woman who sucks face with strangers every now and then while out on his or her tasteless weekend social endeavors at those shady, grown-ups only, liqueur serving establishments...that person has herpes.

Kissed someone you don't know very well on a first date? Herpes.

Kissing booth at the carnival? You're a moron, herpes.

I'm a first aider can I help you? Herpes

Bob Barker? Herpes.

Careful my friend, or your next kiss may be a herptastic one.

One day it hit me like a ton of bricks, my parents and I were watching some fledgling ravens try out the whole flying thing from the tree in which their nest was built, it is beautiful thing.

Whatever, that's not the point...distracted before I even got started.

So today I squished a mosquito and I'm waiting for that greasy spot on the wall to come back alive. All the necessary mosquito chemicals are there, I'm not waiting millions and billions of years for the right combination to come together here, it's all there.

My point is a question; What is it the difference between a living mosquito and a dead one? What makes that difference?

It sure is easy to go about your day and see people who have messed up their lives and say to yourself or even the people around you that those people made their own decisions, they screwed up and now they have to live with the implications of their poor choices, tough bananas.

It sure is easy to go about your day and see homeless people, the poor, the wasters, the harlots and the beggars and say to yourself or even the people around you that if these people wanted to improve their situation they should go get a job, quit blowing their money on drugs, make the right decisions so that they can climb out of the pit they have fallen in.

It sure is easy to just say, "screw them." It sure is easy to say, "I have no sympathy for them."

Throw away the statistics, they do not matter. It does not matter if he spends the money he makes picking empty bottles on full bottles. I doesn't matter if she ultimately chose the conditions in which she lives. Acid Jack living in the street is God's child, Sally Suburbs working at the office is God's child, Stan Stockbroker riding in his limousine is God's child. Likewise you and I too are God's children.

With the above in mind it is not easy to see God's children searching the trash cans, selling themselves on the street or getting wasted on who knows what and say to yourself, "screw them."

What if God looked at me when I screwed up and said, "Screw him, he knew better." God has extended his grace out to me and no matter what I do, no matter what my issue is He is here waiting for me ever so patiently to come back to Him. Similarly we must extend grace out to those who need it, God has been patient, graceful, generous and merciful to you and I so it is true that we should do our best to reflect what we have received the best we can.

I have to remind myself that God loves every person I meet each day, He loves them to death. The question I must keep asking myself is, "Am I thinking of this person as one if God's children?" Be it the creepy guy I work with, that loudmouth sitting at the front of the classroom, or that beautiful girl in the hallway.

Being aware of what I am in fact aware of doesn't allow me to practice zen-like detachment from the people of this world to avoid the suffering that is associated with caring about what is going on around me. I cannot name my son Burden and take off, neither can I look at the needy and say, "that's screwed up...hmm I think I'll order a Pepsi."

Jesus said, as recorded in the book of Matthew,

"Then the King will say to those on His right, 'Come, you who are blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. 'For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me.'"Then the righteous will answer Him, 'Lord, when did we see You hungry, and feed You, or thirsty, and give You something to drink? 'And when did we see You a stranger, and invite You in, or naked, and clothe You? 'When did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?' "The King will answer and say to them, 'Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.'


"Then He will also say to those on His left, 'Depart from Me, accursed ones, into the eternal fire which has been prepared for the devil and his angels; for I was hungry, and you gave Me nothing to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me nothing to drink; I was a stranger, and you did not invite Me in; naked, and you did not clothe Me; sick, and in prison, and you did not visit Me.' "Then they themselves also will answer, 'Lord, when did we see You hungry, or thirsty, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not take care of You?' "Then He will answer them, 'Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to Me.' "These will go away into eternal punishment, but the righteous into eternal life."

For a believer such as myself there is nothing to be contested, while we aren't supposed to get all wrapped up in worldly things we are to care for our brothers and sisters.

On a similar note we are all made in God's image, every man, woman and anyone who somehow falls in between. Thus every single person you and I meet inherently has worth. Am I appreciating this person? Am I forgetting that God has placed value in this person as an individual, as part of His creation? Wally Warlord and Harry Hip Hop, like you and I, could never do anything to make God love them any more or less. Christ died for the sake of the most despicable just as he did for the typical and that my friend is a big deal.

Love is a big thing, if I love God I love people. If I serve people I serve God. What I do for the least of these I do for God.

It is amazing how it is all wrapped up by Jesus in one sentence though, to understand the magnitude of the following statement it is necessary to understand it's implications, likewise to understand the implications of the following statement it is necessary to understand the statement to begin with.

Also recorder in the book of Matthew,

...a lawyer, asked Him a question, testing Him, "Teacher, which is the great commandment in the Law?" And He said to him, "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind."This is the great and foremost commandment. "The second is like it, 'You should love your neighbour as yourself' "On these two commandments depend the whole Law and the Prophets."

Because we love God, we love the people around us, we cannot discard them. To help people is to keep God's commandment to do so, everything we do for the least of these we do for God. Few things surprise people as like Christians acting like Christians. I believe that God has specific tasks for you and I, or perhaps He has you and I for specific tasks...whatever we are doing for God, no matter how our tasks differ it is all leading to the same place.

I was reading this devotional a few nights back and these two pages are particularily relevant to me and I think I know another person or maybe more who can relate.



Chambers, Oswald, and Steven Case. Everything Counts. Grand Rapids, MI: Zondervan, 2003.

Some things make me so angry that I can't quite find the words to communicate to you how I feel. One thing that happens to make me want to vandalize people's property is the phrase, "I'm not a racist but...", people always use this phrase just before they say something that is racist.

A person uses this phrase in an attempt to hide the fact that he or she may be a bit of a bigot. Racism has a pretty bad rap these days, it is incredibly unfashionable in mainstream western culture to go about your day uttering ethnic slurs. But some people just can't help themselves and feel that they want to let us in on the prejudices that they may hold. But Sally Suburbs doesn't want to seem like a crude gal quick to judge and employ stereotypes in reference to someone's ethnic background, nationality, language or spirituality so she assures her friends, especially ones who do not share similar backgrounds, and despite the bigoted idea she is about share with them she is not a racist.

Racism itself is not the core issue here, I'm not some armchair civil rights warrior here to lecture you social injustice, you don't need me to tell you right from wrong. This is about people not connecting their perceptions of themselves and their identities with the garbage that comes out of their mouths. You can't just go about and say racist things and tell people that despite your prejudice beliefs that you are not prejudice.

I mean, if you don't want people to think you're a bigot maybe you shouldn't talk like one. Or we could re-publish Mein Kampf and have every chapter start with, "I don't want to sound like a racist but..."

I guess this means I'm going to Edmonton when the summer ends.

...just have to be shared.

Have you seen Apocalypto?



I just saw it for the first time a couple of days ago, is it good? Yeah sure, as far as movies go it's a pretty good movie. But oh my goodness it is graphic, there are scenes that are absolutely brutal, not for the weak of heart...or stomach.

Mel Gibson sure is good at this whole "make Rob cringe" kinda gore thing.

This my friends is a grilled banana sandwich with a few slices of pineapple on the side.


It was pretty good, but I've only made two of these so I haven't really tweaked the preparation yet.

Then again maybe you don't.

I haven't been up to much lately, work for the most part. This is what my day has looked like for the last little while, and likely it will remain this way for a week or so.



That's right, I've got it cranked all the way up to rabbit.