A Question of Singleness

You know, it's interesting how life goes on. You'd think in our something-other-than-normal world that life might take coffee breaks, or possibly even a nap. What we've been stuck with is a time-space continuum, that while it has provided endless plots for numerous science-fiction media, it has yet to be stopped, rewound, fast-forwarded, or paused. This is probably for the best. Should time be controllable, a point would most likely be reached where a government or other controlling entity would place a not-too-objective value on time and start charging for it.
This just would not do. Do what you can; do what you must. Support the non-research of time control methods--it's the only right choice.

Speaking of "life going on," I find this time of year (and especially three days ago) to be a very interesting time of year. Ah, Valentine's Day. "When a boy's mind turns to what a girl has been contemplating all year," or so a quote I once heard goes. And yet such is not always the case. There are also those of the persuasion that it would be more appropriate to wish someone "Happy Single's Awareness Day," or SAD for short. While I must agree that, of all the days of the year, that is probably the one on which singles are most aware of their singleness, one wonders at the message. Is it that singleness should be encouraged, or that, being aware of their singleness, they should seek to remedy their situation? And of the two options, which is better? One has to admit that singles are capable of pursuing certain courses of action more freely because they are single. One also has to admit that while there are those who remain single, that is the vast minority of the population. When considering Scripture on this point, it is worthy of noting that God did not see man's singleness as a benefit, but rather as a situation needing change. All this to say, "Enjoy the singleness God has blessed you with. Use your singleness to His glory, but take into account the fact that for the majority of people God has created, there is a time for that singleness to come to an end. Be willing to serve God to your fullest capacity in whatever station of life He has placed you, and trust Him for the changes (or not) in that station."

Frisbee!

Welcome and well met! I think I've survived...yep, I survived. Recently (as in last weekend), I was privileged to play with some buddies of mine from PHC at a nice, little, frozen Frisbee Tournament in Lexington, KY. We had the honor of learning some new strategies, as we were beaten by six teams in a row. I know, sounds pretty bad. And it would have been if our attitudes had been any different than they were. Actually (apparently), we had a blast and were able to play our hearts out as we enjoyed chunking a disk around in sub-freezing conditions. But let me explain. Fields = 70 yds x 40 yds; 25 yds deep endzones.

Day 1: Game 1 @ 09:30, 90 minutes long, play to 15. I think we made 4-5 points--not too bad considering the opposition. Enthusiasm probably at peak for the day. Conditions: sleet changing to snow; moderately icy to very icy, about an eighth of an inch of ice on everything. As in, every blade of grass (fun for sliding though). Finish @ 11:00 Loss 4/5 to 15

Game 2 @ 11:00, 90 minutes long, etc. We made 3 points--okay, but definitely not playing our best. Enthusiasm dropping with the temperature. Noticed ice forming on my jersey--odd. Conditions: cold and very icy, sporadic snow. Finish @ 12:30 Loss 3 to 15

Game 3 @ 12:30, etc. We made 3-4 points--still below par and definitely below our potential. Conditions: getting slightly warmer, ice beginning to melt. Point of reference: ice is easier to play on then mud. Enthusiasm rapidly dipping lower--those of us with optimism dishing it out. Finish @ 14:00 Loss 3/4 to 15

Break for lunch and warmth...mostly warmth. Enthusiasm reupped and energy levels bumped up also.

Game 4 @ 15:30 etc. Played an awsome, sporting, kind team. Most like games back at school so far--had an great time playing with them. Definitely warmer now as the field is entirely comprised of 4-6 inch deep mud. Running not a problem, just accelerating, stopping, and turning. Amazingly I managed to keep my uniform relatively clean (through no fault of my own). Finish @ 17:00 Loss 6 to 13

Sleep--recuperate--recover. Took full advantage of the hotel facilities, esp. the hot-tub and pool. Never felt nicer to be warm. Had nice warm (repeat, warm) dinner and sleep. Woke pseudo rested, semi-sore.

Day 2: Game 5 @ 09:30 etc. Change of fields since we so totally destroyed the ones we played on the previous day--about 45 minutes further drive. Thompson (awsome, left-handed dude who was established in the area) played with us this game. We played against King College, and were totally enthused. Mostly because we were playing for fun, and being competitive as a side note rather than the other way around. Made at least 5 points. Conditions: a positively balmy 35 that felt quite warm. Wet but firm field. Finish @ 11:00 Loss 5 to 15

Game 6 @ 11:00 etc. Played Thompson's club from Lexington. Totally awsome play with learning by both sides. Excellent sportsmanship exhibited by all involved. Instance of treason/traitorous activities on the part of one Ash, who, since the other team was shy females, played for them. Jolly source of ribbing but worked out quite well. Very close game and we actually had the lead for a time. Conditions: very pleasant to those as who have been running and tolerable to those as who have not. Warming slightly with mild wind. Finish @ 12:30 Loss 9 to 15

Mostly survived by all with minor injuries. Optimism and joy of the game definitely survived intact--we truly had an awsome time! Word to the wise however: Do not sit for extensive periods of time on very sore muscles--the pain is postponed and exacerbated. Seeing as that is probably all you (or I) can handle at present, I'll have to wait for something else momentous to occur and then will relate it here. Till then...

Just me...