Friday, January 23, 2004
This is my last post before Nashville!!!! I will get up in the am, shower, eat, print a map, load up and head north!!!
I'll be back Saturday or Sunday, depending on what time we get back to Columbus from Nash's ville!
My little sisters made the oddest cake today. It's a "Hamburger and french fries" cake. They got the recipe off of the Zoom website (Zoom is a kids show on PBS). They modified it a little.
The came is three round layers. One yellow, one chocolate, and another yellow. They are iced between with white icing (mayo) and are supposed to have red and yellow icing as well. They yellow icing didn't show up and the red icing mom had was actually orange icing mislabled. They tried to make it red but the ammount of food colouring they used changed the flavour. So we were left without ketchup which is fine by me as I dislike ketchup. You were supposed to dye coconut green and sprinkel it between the middle and top layers but the coconut mom bought was brown so she decided against using it. On top are sprinkled some rice crispies as those sesamie seeds.
The fries are made with a single layer square cake cut into pieces. They are supposed to have red icing swirled over them like ketchup, but they didn't have red as I said above, so they used bright pink.
The hamburger is very effective looking, and would be moreso with the missing things...
Oh, you're supposed to smash green jelly beans and use as "pickles".
So I'm eating a slice of burger right now.
Searching Yahoo!'s address database I am the only one it pulls up (they interpret Nick to be Nicholas also) but it has my old Hattiesburg address. Same with whitepages.com, eh.
In following Mike's Roderick's following of Mike Springstead's unknowingly started tradition, I searched for myself on google.
Most of the hits (aye, probably 99% of the hits that actually contained both names by each other since I neglected to use the "near" option) were about myself, from various messageboards and such. There are no other Nick Gosey's on the web.
There is one Nicholas Gosey who is a member of Green Acres Presbyterian Church in Portsmouth, VA and has a birthday listed in a newsletter from 2001. That birthday is May 13.
Aparently he is the only other Nicholas Gosey in the world. It would be interesting to contact him (and it would most likely freak him out) though for all I know he was 99 at the time and is dead now.
I'm glad to be more of an individual than those other two guys!!
In preparing for my move to Augusta I have begun boxing up things in my "Ebay stock." I am selling many books that I have had laying around for years and will never read again, and also some that I have duplicates of. I am also going to be putting a very few pieces of computer equipment up, though I should have put this heatsink up ages ago because it probably won't bring in as much now. Let me go count the books I have out to box up for this venture... Ah yes, 68 books that will soon (I hope in the next month) be going up on Half.com. Well, a few I will be putting up in lots on ebay (Older computer books that no one would want for anything other than nostalgia...). Maybe it'll bring me in some money. Man... thats a lot of books, but it's not anywhere near as many as I'm keeping. I have.... about 20 feet of books down here (just counting shelf space) and three boxes upstairs (not including my hymnal collection which would probably fill two more boxes). At least I think that's all the books I have hiding around here. :D
That is one of the two projects I am moving with me. The other is my photographs. Many of them need to be put into albums and so I am bringing that project as well.
Looks like my move is going to consist of three boxes of books, two of photos/albums, a computer and two monitors (Becca wants hers back :( ), clothes, DVDs and my DVD player, guitar. I hope it'll all fit in my car!! Oh, I'l lbring my water filter because N.A. water is gross.
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
This has all been said in here before, but since I have it written up I decided I'd put it here. Also this will make sure everyone knows what's going on with me, instead of having to piece it together from posts on here:
So, many of you probably already know that I have left Hattiesburg, MS, my home of the past five years sans four summers, and moved to my parents' house in Butler, AL, a town that I do not like nor do I wish to live in.
I have gotten all of my stuff moved in now, everything is placed where it needs to stay for my time here, however long that is. I am greatly disliking the dial-up internet and the small country town thing with nothing to do, where everything closes up at 5pm. I'm also greatly disliking the church situation here. They're all small churches that may as well be dead, because they are spiritually... Maybe I shouldn't judge them so harshly....
Friday I meet up with my friend Mike in Columbus, MS to travel to Nashville, TN where we will meet up with my sister and our other friend Mike (her boyfriend) and also meet up with Holly. We will have dinner with Holly and then the four of us will go to the symphony (Holly won't, she's leaving town that night) to see Benjamin Britten's War Requiem, with Don Frazure as tenor (a graduate of William Carey College, the alma mater of the four of us). We'll also probably find something else to do while in Nashville, and stay the night. Saturday we return to our respective homes.
Monday I will depart from this accursed hell-hole once again and traverse to the burg of Augusta, GA where I will visit my grandmothers and sister, go see Strauss' Die Fledermaüs, and search for a job.
This is the part that not many of you know yet: This trip, originally intended to last a week, has now become indefinite. I will live in the bedroom at my grandmother's house that my sister occupied from June until the beginning of this year, and I will continue my job search in earnest while there. Perhaps her luck will rub off on me and it will be a short and effective search.
I will still be online while I am there, my grandmother has internet. I may see about convincing her to do away with the dialup and phone line she has and getting cable internet, but I don't know how effective I will be at that. Soon as I have a job, though, I will have cable internet, regardless.
I ask that those of you who pray to pray for me in my job search. Thanks everyone!
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
So, I have decided that my week long trip to Augusta will become an indefinite stay in Augusta while I seek employment. I will live in the same bedroom my sister has occupied since June or so, now that she has her house the bedroom is free. Maybe I'll be as lucky as her in my search for employment.
Interesting... I went to my dad's church yesterday for both services. That's not the interesting thing though, just hold your horses or bantha or whatever heard animal they use where you come from... The interesting thing is that before the evening service dad asked if I would lead the hymns since their usual "song leader" was out sick. So I did, acapella since the "song leader"'s wife is the pianist and was out sick as well. Guess which hymnal they have? The '75 Baptist Hymnal. Freaky.
So, today I went to town. Town being Meridian, being a small town that wants to be a city but can't get it together for some odd reason... It's almost as depressing as butler but at least they TRY to act like they have stuff there. Went to hudsons to get some knives because they had a stock of some really good ones in. Bought three knives, a 3" paring knife, 6" and 9" chef's knives. Total spent: $12.95.
Went to Lowes to buy some wood. Why? I'll tell you later.
Went to Walmart to buy things for mom. They didn't have any of that pesto though... Disapointing. Blargh.
Got home and I played with wood all night. I built two 8'x2' frames out of 1"x1.5" wood. Why? To hang lights from for my plants. They are up and one light is hanging. I gotta find the other light and find some eye screws to screw into it so I can hang it up. Then the plants move down here to my domain. Yay.
The trip happens in... 4 days!!
Sunday, January 18, 2004
I was having the strangest dream last night. And it was one of those where you wake up partly through it, but when you get back to sleep it starts right back up, as if I had hit pause on my DVD player.
Here is the dream, as best as I can remember it:
It started out with me trying to find a parking space at this huge church I was going to. I did find one, but it was quite a ways away from the church. I say huge, it was more just large. And I knew this was Curtis Baptist in Augusta, though it was a new building in a new place and it wasn't in Augusta. These were just things I knew.
Anyway, I got to church with about 5 minutes to spare and I found out that I was leading the music. Me, leading music in front of about 5000 people. I was a little nervous.
I was also nervous because I had no idea what hymns were being sung and they were out of programs. I searched and searched and I found one. I got up to the pulpit and realized I had no hymnal. The pastor handed me the one he had, I tried to refuse it because it was the 1975 Baptist hymnal and not the 1991 Baptist hymnal (I look back on this now as very strange. Two reasons: One: Curtis was the first church I knew to use the Word hymnal, I am sure they have the new Celebration hymnal now. Two: Curtis probably doesn't do much hymn singing from what I have heard. But these are not important points as this was a dream and in a dream anything can happen) and obviously, the hymn numbers aren't the same between the two. Well, I managed to find the first hymn, the instrumentalists had already started playing, and I had a hard time coming in with them.
When the second hymn came along I couldn't bring the people in at all for some reason. It was like I had never conducted anyone before. With the third hymn I couldn't find the melody or any of the harmony notes at all, it was as if I had never sung before.
Well, after the service was over I left to go to my car. However, I couldn't remember WHERE I had parked. At this point the place looked more like downtown New Orleans with a very nice make over so it doesn't look like crap, I don't now why.
I woke up and went back to sleep.
When it started back I was back at church, it was the evening service and they wanted me to direct the hymns again (I haven't got a clue why they would have asked me back after the morning's fiasco). I again was without a program but someone gave me theirs and I began looking up the hymns. My father was in the pew in front of me and kept trying to get me to use the ‘75 hymnal even though the numbers don't match up. I ended up yelling at him with my eyes. I don't know how, but I did. It wasn't something that I was seeing or aware of how it happened, just that I knew it happened. Not that I had mouths in place of my eyes, I used my eyes to convey what I was saying, almost telepathically.
For some reason the wife of my pastor at the church I just resigned from was having the kids at this church do something before the service started and she was stressing out muchly about this. (She does this all the time, I just don't know why she was at this church.) After the kids were done the organ was to play the prelude, the pastor was to say the welcome, and then I was to direct the hymns. I ended up spacing out and missing the cue to come direct the hymns so I was just sitting there and people were looking at me. The pastor got my attention and I got up there, but then I realized I no longer had the program! I found one and turned to the first hymn, announced it, the instrumentalists started playing something other than what I had in front of me and had announced and I realized that I had last May's program!!! The stupid instrumentalists kept on playing right through whatever the heck they were playing. Then they started in on the next hymn without even so much as a nod from me, I didn't get a chance to find the right program, hymn, or announce it. I ended up just sitting back down and the pastor started singing something totally off key and then I woke up.
I don't know what this says about me. Maybe it's just some subconscious thing because I have not been in the pulpit since the week before Christmas, almost a month now, the longest I have been out of the pulpit in three and a half, almost four years. Also I wonder about the whole trying to use the '76 (what a piece of crap it was) hymnal in place of the '91 thing.
In other news, I spent two hours tonight trying to figure out what kind of animal was living inbetween the floor of the room above me and the ceiling of this one, that would make a rhythmic tapping noise every few seconds like clockwork. It turned out it was the sound of my cellphone looking for a network being picked up by my subwoofer.
Klasinc&Loncar Duo (Just trying to help it get picked up by Google spiders, I maintain it for them)