In The Line Of Fire

Angela and I are engaged !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-01-01T15:48:00.000-05:00

So this is the official story about our engagement, and a few of the events leading up to it. This post is long, and quite detailed, just like Sarah Houghton requested. There are pictures, so if you are lazy, you could just look at them. Also, please feel free to either comment at the end of this post, or email me (stevehollema@hotmail.com) your comments. We would love to hear from you!!!

So, we started dating on Dec 24th 2006, and one year later was when things finally came together, and it was time for me to ask Angela to marry me. It was also the perfect cover up so that Angela didn’t see it coming. I’m not very good at keeping secrets, and Angela can read me quite well. So my proposal plans just seemed like a One Year Anniversary celebration, hehe. Also, Christmas shopping was a perfect cover up for me taking Angela shopping, and then splitting up so I could “shop for her” and pick up the ring (aka Angela’s engagement bling). There was like a hundred times, quite literally, that I almost said something to Angela, and let the secret out. But some how, most definitely by the grace of God, I never said anything, and she didn’t see it coming.

We started out from Angela’s parents place at 9am, an hour later then I wanted to leave, and after getting unstuck from the snowdrift in the driveway, we were on our way. I tried my best not to get stressed, and remained cool, sort of, cause I knew we were gonna be tight for time cause there was A LOT of driving ahead of us.

We stopped by my parents place so I could pick up my “bag of surprises” and two GT snow racers. I told Angela that we were going to go on an adventure to find the best tobogganing hill ever!! The first thing I gave her from the bag of surprises was a Riddle/Poem for her to read and guess where our first destination was. She guessed right, and quite easily, that it was the first place we met. A coffee shop of course.

After having a nice warm drink and some lunch, we got back in the truck and headed to the next secret location. On the way I gave her the next surprise, a lovely card for our one-year anni. I found it a while ago, and the words were just perfect. The gist of it was that I would love to grow old with her. Yes, I know, I’m very romantic. On our way through Orillia we stopped at Timmy’s for a pit stop and some cookies. Form there Angela drove and I told her where to turn. She started to recognize the roads, and guessed that we were headed up to Bancroft to go up to the Eagles Nest Lookout point. She was right, but I just told her “that's a good guess, hun”.

The road to Bancroft

A few momentos, card, cookies, coffee, and poem

Eagles Nest is a special place for us. It was the first place that we spent time together, just the two of us. I had invited Angela to go with me to the Rally of The Tall Pines back in Nov 06, only a month after we met. During the afternoon break we went up there and talked for a while, and threw rocks of the cliff. Then, during the Lichti family holidays this past summer in Halliburton, we went up again and watched the sunset, and saw a cloud that looked just like David Hasselhoff. No joke! So of course, it was the perfect, and only, place to ask Angela to marry me.

A veiw from the first time at Eagles Nest

Angela and Stephen first time at Eagles Nest

We got to the base of the hill with only 45 mins of daylight left. The road up to the lookout point is not plowed during the winter, so we had to hike it. I knew this, which is why we brought our snow gear, and GT snow racers for the way back down. So of course, the “tobogganing on the best hill ever,” was the cover up for this part. Now I had assumed that there would be snowmobile tracks to follow up the hill. But there were no snowmobile tracks. The climb was long already, so trudging through snow up to your knees would make it impossible to reach the top before dark. Fortunately, someone had snow shoed up the hill before the thaw and refreeze, which made frozen steps for us to follow. I’m sure it was a God send.

Looking up at Eagles Nest Lookout Point

The Hike Up

We made the climb in about half an hour, with only 10 mins of daylight. I knew I was a bit rushed, but I tried to remain calm and enjoy the moment. Angela tried to throw me into the snow, but it backfired on her, haha. After some fun I stomped out a spot for us to stand. A suspicious moment from Angela’s perspective, but I “just thought it would be easier to stand”.

At The Top of Eagles Nest

A Kiss to win her heart, I hope

So then I asked her if she wanted the next surprise from the bag of surprises. Of course she said yes. I pulled out a piece of paper, which she saw, and a small box, which she didn’t see. I gave her a hug whilst reading two poems that I had written her previously, for some nice memories of course. But at the end of the poem that I had asked her out with, I changed “will you go out with me” to, well, you can guess I’m sure. But right before I read those words, I did a large, dramatic pause and took a step back from her. And suddenly, it hit her, he’s about to ask!!

As I knelt down on one knee, Angela keep saying over and over, “What are you doing?! What are you doing?! What are you doing?!” I then revealed the ring and asked her to marry me. She then said over and over “I don’t know what to do! I don’t know what to do! Are you sure!? Are you sure!? I don't want to see it, I don't want to see it (the ring)!”

I took her hand and tried putting the ring on the wrong finger at first. Angela corrected me, and then I got it right. It fit perfect, so I stood up.

“I didn’t say yes yet!!” exclaimed Angela.
“Oh, right.” I said as I went back down on my knee.
“Yes, I will marry you!” Angela said, "you are SO handsome!"
...I might have added the handsome part...but it is true!

After she said YES

Angela's new Ring (aka Engagement Bling)

So anyway, we were right out of day light, and we still needed to get back down the hill. So we took a few pictures, shared some kisses, and headed back down the hill. Unfortunately, the snow was too deep for the GT snow racers to slide as well as they should. But we made it, in one piece, and still very much in love.

Back At the Bottom of Eagles Nest

My favorite Girl EVER

A close up of the "Bling"

Back at my parents house, and very tired

And now, a bunch of photos, just for fun!!!!

Christmas Day with my Fianceeeee

A day trip to the beach

A kiss on the beach!

Writting in the sand, on the beach

Two big smiles

Steve is SO hott, and he knows it, sigh

At Daniel (Angela's brother) and Natasha's wedding

Driving somewhere, we like driving

My B-day present to Angela, a bike ride

Angela with the VFR

A kiss attempt, we like to kiss

Angela's new rocker hair

Thats all for now. I hope you enjoyed it, Sarah. hahahaaha

Short Update post just for you!!

2007-04-17T15:40:00.000-05:00

Road Trip adventure on fun fun roads!!

Yes, we have mathcing thumb rings, go ahead, you can say awww

Dancing at Mark and Bethany's wedding

Also at the the Hardy's wedding, which was INCREDIBLE btw

Hello people who read my blog cause you care about me!! weeeee

Just wanted to say that I've been quite busy lately and I haven't had a chance to post for a while now. I did read yer's guy's blog though, cause I'm that kinda guy!!

Anywho, I will be working in the city for the next while and probably moving out soon, so I don't know when I will make a nice new and shinny post again, probably when I get settled somewhere. I might work at Cambridge Honda soon and live ???, somewhere in the general area anyway.

So ya, pray for me as I take these next steps in my life. Its can seem a little scary at times. But God has been teaching me SOOOOO much lately through all this stuff, it's just wonderful! And just so you know, me and Angela are still LOVING each other more and more everyday, especially as Daddy God draws us closer to Him and gives us more freedom and teachs us how to love! Daddy is SOOOO wonderful, I haven't the werds to describe it! woo!

ok, gotta go make dinner! love you's all!!!

Best Christmas Gift Ever

2007-01-30T19:02:00.000-05:00

Ok I know its like a month after christmas now, so this post is a little late coming. But just relax would you. Time doesn't grow on trees you know.

I had a lot of time off over the holidays cause work was slow so we had about a month off between the second week of Dec and the second week of Jan. The break/rest was totally from God cause He did so much in our lives during it. But no, blogging was not part of it, to bad for you. It gave me much needed time to rest a bit and reconnect with God. Oh I love connecting with my Daddy. He is truely amazing and His love is so enduring, even when I'm being an ass. haha. And it gave me and Angela time to build on our God centered friendship that has now become more than just a friendship!! ;o)

For christmas this year I recieved the best gift I've ever got, other than salvation via Jesus. On Christmas eve morning at around 8 am, I got me a girlfriend. The sweetest and beautifulest girl on the face of the earth (yes I'm biased, deal with it). Her name is Angela Michelle Lichti. Ya, thats Angela in the pictures with me, good observation dear reader.

I arrived at Angela's house at 7:40 am, which means i left my house at 6 am, and meet her mom as we had aranged. You see, I wanted to surprise Angela, try to catch her off gaurd if I could. And I did mostly, except I forgot to hide my shoes, ugh. But even though she did see my shoes before finding me in the basement beside the warm fire, I think it was still a pretty good surprise.

I gave her the two red roses I picked out for her and then we sat down on the couch. I pulled out a piece of paper with the poem I had written on it. I didn't have it quite memorized, so i held it in the hand of the arm that was around Angela's shoulder so I could glance at it when I forgot my place, haha yes I am a clever man. Of course the ending of the poem asked "will you go out with me?"

And she said...

YES!!!!

wooohoooo!!!!

I'm blue if I was green i would die

2006-11-27T21:36:00.000-05:00

ok hi there, so I know it has been since forever from my last post and it was a silly one. But I've been busy ok. So relax. And I know i was gonna post about my car racing this-that-and-the-others, but I don't have any good photos yet. So again, just relax, I'll get to it soon enough. This is a recent pic to hold you over ok. The one down there, ya that's it. More later ok.

ok so what I am gonna post about is the Rally race I went to on the weekend. The Rally Of The Tall Pines. Its the best performance rally in Ontario, so that's why I go. The cars, the speed, the gravel flying through out the air and into my eye. This car here, or down there I should say, is the same car as mine, but its properly prepared for racing.

Here's a car on one of the stages. You can't tell in a pic how fast a person is going, unless someone drew in those fancy speed lines, but trust me, this dude is going like stink!

The guy above won, for all you lazy's who just want to skip all the middle stuff and go straight to the end. Here's another pic...

And another one...

Ok so on to the "blue" part. Ok look down at the pic...yip, my hair IS blue. You're very observant! So the day before the rally I got my hairs cut and the hair goddess (aka. my cousin Janne) said that I should have blue hair, cause it matched the interior of my car, so of course I said ok.

Here I am, or "there" I am I should say, well, really I should say there I was...ahh whatever, so below is me standing beside a blue Subaru rally car saying "blue". As in, "my hair and this car are both 'blue'".

So this year my new friend Angela went with me to check out "what is Rally"? She said she had a great time, but maybe she was just being polite, I dunno. But I do know for sure that I had a great time and am glad she went.

To spectate a Rally you must stand in the woods for long periods of time. And in late November it can get pretty cold. As in snow. This year was awesome weather. It was sunny and got up to 7C. Sometimes you have to go off into the tree's to "look for bears" cause there isn't facilities close by. But as usual everyone had a great time (see below [sorry Angela that you weren't entirely in the pic]).

You see, all the smiles. I told you so.

the big tree and my friend paul

2006-10-16T21:02:00.000-05:00

so the other day I was drivin back from the video rental store and they had cut down this really old big maple tree just up the road from my house, beside my aunt and uncles house to be specific, and as I drove up to it my friend Paul was loading up all the pieces of the tree so he could burn it in his wood stove this winter and he waved at me so I stopped and helped him load his 10 ton trailer so it wasn't so much work for him cause some of them pieces were pretty big you know but he said he has a log splitter so he won't have to chop it all by hand which would be a lot of work I'd say cause I've done lots a cuttin and splittin before and its hard work but fun work cause you get to swing a big axe and sharpen it with your own file

ya so I did an all night rally just the other day on saturady and I'll make more details here soon about it but not yet cause theres not time right now you know I only just put this here cause Sarah was on my case again like that other time

Summer Recappachino

2006-09-18T18:54:00.000-05:00

So I'm back. Summer is finally over so I now have a few moments to post. First off, for the record I have to say that Sarah and Lee's wee baby is the cutes baby IN THE WORLD!! well, at least until I have kids...with wee mohawks....driving wee race cars....so cute!

In this Post:
-YN camping*
-Omasfest 06*
-My new car!!

*photos courtesy of Christa J

YA camping was a hoot! We went UP NORTH to Six Mile Lake to git er dun! A great group of people, great weather, great food...good times! Up and at'em Jon!

Notice me and Jon are both doing the Captain Morgan pose...

We went over to Whites Falls, about 5 minutes from the camp ground, to bask in the sun and drownd in the rapids, er, swim in the rapids. There is a dam there, to control the level of the lake I guess, and a bridge for cars to cross. So here we are swimming in the dam rapids with sharp dam rocks underneath the dam water that liked the make tiny cuts on your feet. Ok, see that rapid just behind the people and to the left? The one making the big splash? ya, you could actually climb in behind the rapid against the rock, and still breath!! Sweet!

Nicole and Linda found out that you could go behind the actual dam water fall. Below is Thomas finding his way in. (photo courtesy of Nicole's nifty water proof camera)

And here we are jumping off the dam bridge. About 25 feet (2 story's). Some guy tried to do a double flip but didn't make it and landed on his back!! Judging by the look on his face when he surfaced, it hurt a lot!!! Notice John Bergers perfect form...

A good splash here...the rest are getting ready to jump from the dam bridge. The graffiti is funny eh. Notice Noel boasting about how this dam bridge isn't really very high compared to the ones in Argentina....

This leaf note, note leaf, leaflet!! below was left on the guys campsite picnic table. Some girls were checking me and Jon Long out again. We need body guards or something, this is out of control!!

Now on to Omasfest 06. Omasfest is a celebration of my brother Thomas' birthday, and it falls on the same weekend as our small hick town festival, the Alliston Potato Festival. So we pitched tents in the back yard....

...and along came the crowd. A bunch of TACFer's make the journey and of course the local rif-raf (my cousins) stumbled over for the bonfire in the evening.

The organizers of Omasfest built a redneck water slid thingy. It was good and crazy. Slightly dangerous of course, as most redneck creations are. Notice the look of possible injury on Marcels face....

Ya I know, I look like a flippin seal...shut up.

Now on to my new car! Here it is!! 04 Subaru Impreza WRX STi. Yes that is a lot of letters, get over it! I just noticed that in one of my previous post called My Wish List, number 3 on the list is this very car! cool eh!

This is totally a God thing. I wasn't even considering getting this car! Cause it was to nice for me, hahaha. I got totally blindsided by it! It just goes to show that Daddy God wants to give his kids the absolute best!! Its a long story how it all happened, to long to post here, but it all just came together somehow. The fact that I was approved for credit and insurance is a miracle in itself. A 25 year old guy in a 300hp street legal rally car. hmmmm.

So ya, I did a heap of races with it already, amateur level of course cause its not race prepared (ie. roll cage, fuel cell, blah blah). 2 days after I got it was the first race, haha. I've done really really well to. Next year I'm going full on and hopefully will win the championship. weee

And there's a bunch of gravel rally type events coming up soon and I'm pumped about it. I heard there is a snow rally series this winter that I'm looking into. I'll post more later on.

Free your mind

2006-08-22T20:22:00.000-05:00

please click the "tommy boy" link on the right side of your screen. The reason you need to do this is, you are trapped in a web of lies, otherwise know as the worldwide web, or nicknamed "the internet" for short. beware of your personal computer!!! its secret purpose is to destory your potential to be freely yourself, or yourself freely....

not posted by steve..... steve forgive me

Summer rocks but its so busy!

2006-07-09T19:38:00.000-05:00

First off, sorry to everyone who has missed my presence in the blogging world, I've been very busy ok. If you did miss me say so ok, it will make my day.

Right then, in recent news, I found out the source of the doo doo on my lawn. It was a stupid cat! I witnessed it squat and crunch! I grabbed my friend BB and we chased after it and I watched to see which of my pagan neighbor's yards it ran to. Ahha!! got you now!

In other news, I now have a real deal Mohawk. No quite like a punk rocker Mohawk, but close. And I LOVE it!! Its so fun! For the England game I painted it red and the sides of my head white with red lines going up to make an amazing England Flag on on head. It was flippin brilliant!! Unfortunately, no pics. And more unfortunate, they lost to the f.........................
never mind.

In yet more recent news, I just got back from camping with a bunch of my relatives from my dads side. Great fun!! We go every year to the same lake and get told be the Ranger to "shut up its after 12" every year to. My cousins are the coolest! I know people who hate their relatives, I feel sorry for them cause having great relatives rocks!

In upcoming news, a post about how pissed off i get when I see people litter their cigarette butts. And, how things go when I talk to my pagan neighbor about their craping cat.

Someone's flippin stupid dog

2006-05-30T22:19:00.000-05:00

As if it wasn't bad enough that someone's flippin stupid cat was leaving droppings in our yard!! Now the flea bitten varmit has a partner in crime!!

Someone's flippin stupid dog is now fouling our yard every night!! And its not the typical "by the sidewalk" dog doo doo. Its in the "BACK" yard!! And, in random places so its a terrible surprise everyday!!
I'm scared to walk around in my bare feet incase I stumble upon (literally) one of Captain Crap's little treats! What a jerk! I will find out who's mangy mutt is doing it!
Apparently if you look closely at the critters crunch to see what letter it most resembles, see above the letter "b", it will give you clues as to which neighbor 's little demon dog is guilty. So this one would of course belong to Bob, that butthead!
I've had just about enough of the evil doers excrement! Enough is enough! This calls for war! I'm calling the pros to take care of the Caca Kitty and DooDoo Dog!
Meet Adam, the anoying animal Annihilater!!

Adam Annihilater's theme song (in the tune of Ghostbusters):

When there's somethin stinky, in your back yard, who ya gonna call?? Adam Annihilater!!! doo doo, dododo dooo do....

When theres somethin squishy, between your toes, who ya gonna call?? Adam Annihilater!!!! doo doo, dododo dooo do....

ps. the blog was posted mostly because Sarah made a comment about how I hadn't blogged in forever. And this came to mind first. So if this has offended you, its Sarah's fault.

So I wanna make some t-shirts...

2006-05-13T17:17:00.000-05:00

...with these two incredibly intense pictures on them. And not only am I gonna have these pics on them, but I also want to put a clever scripture verse with them. You know, conversation starters and what not. Both of these pics are from metal bands. The first is the album cover for Antestor, a Norwegian Black Metal band. The second is an advertisement for a Rock Tour featuring Zao, Demon Hunter, Becoming The Archetype, and a few others. With some photoshop werk I made all the letters disappear!! woooooooow
With this one I'm thinking about how we have a choice between Life or Death. I think Deuteronomy 30:19 is a good one. Its were Mosses is giving one of his last speech's to the Israelites before he dies:

"Today I have given you the choice between life and death, between blessings and curses. I call on heaven and earth to witness the choice you make. Oh, that you would choose life, that you and your descendants might live!"

This one I was thinking about how Jesus conquered Death when he died for us on the cross. I think 2 Timothy 1:10 says it well:

And now he has made all of this plain to us by the coming of Christ Jesus, our Savior, who destroyed death and showed us the way to everlasting life through the gospel.

Whatcha think????

Oh, and if anyone has ever done the iron-on t-shirt thing tell me if it werked ok. I've heard bad things....

GTing the Third; The Final Pioneer

2006-04-25T16:18:00.000-05:00

Our last stint of the 05/06 GTing season was at out friend Marcel's place in Barrie Ont. He and his brother had made a run beside their house that went down to the lake. It was frozen you goof!

It was a sweet run with the usual dangers. This time it was a tricky turn that left you falling ten feet onto the frozen lake if you did make it. Good times. Marcel joined us on his snowboard.

It was a great day. We had much fun and we did more filming for the GTing documentary.

Gravity defiance is key when your with the GT Snow Racer Team.

Of course there was the usual wipe outs and what not. Below Marcel nearly hit me as he sprawled out of control.

As the sun set it made for some sweet pics!!

LOOK! We're jumping over the sun!!!!

The classic Look-Back...

Well, that's all for this season. But don't worry, the crazy boys from Alliston are still going about our craziness. I can't tell you what it is yet for security reasons, but I'll be sure to post pics for all you wonderfull fans just as soon as I can. Steve out! And remember, keep the shiny side down!!!

GTing Part 2

2006-04-05T18:13:00.000-05:00

And now for the continuation of "The Art Of GTing"!!!!!
If you haven't read part 1 (previous post) then you should.
Now on with the show!!

So we grew tired of the wee hill in the park cause, in the GTing community Bigger is always Better!! So we visited the local Golf Course to find a better hill...

We found the perfect spot on the 7th tee off. With a lot of work we built an even bigger jump than before and this time we were able to use the bottom half of the hill as a landing. Much smother than before, and no brick wall to hit if you landed out of control. Below, Jacob is attemping to tackle Andrew right before he hits the ramp.

To give you a proper perspective on how big the gap is, (gap = the distance between the ramp and the landing) the picture below gives you a better idea. Basically, Gaz man's cavalier would fit nicely.

More prespectiveication...

and again...

ok, enough already!

After we launched off it the first time we realized that this was no ordinarily jump. No, this was the Mother of all of'em!!

There was a few casualties, but no fatalities.

Sometimes even getting to the jump was nearly impossible. What with a insanely steep run down to the jump that was almost a free fall!! Below Andrew plummeted out of control and came to rest on top of the monster.

It wasn't just us taking a beating! Our equipment suffered as well. Note below the shattered ski. Luckily Team Noma GT Snow Racer gave us their full factory support.

Once we over came our fears things started to go better.

But there still was a few scary moments. Below Zak is about to face plant into the snow as he lands without his GT SNow Racer underneath him.

But we still kicked it up a notch cause heck, we are crazy GTer's!!

Things got real crazy when we jumped so high that the screen wasn't big enough anymore!! below: note the top right corner.

You know, like in those video games that when you jumped ridiculously high that you went off of the screen....ya??

"I can see my house from here"!!

In the end we jumped over top of each other, a shovel standing up-right, and some guy cross-country skiing. If Drew's car actually was on the hill, we would have jumped over it, most of the time anyway.

Stay tuned for even more GTing adventures with, those Crazy Guys from Alliston!!!!

The Art of GTing

2006-03-21T13:56:00.000-05:00

Now some of you may be wondering what GTing is. Well I'll try to explain.

GT Snowracer: (noun) a modified toboggan with three skies and one of which is capable of turning the sled...sort of.

First off, you take a GT snowracer...

...then you find a large snow cover hill and build massive jumps (a pile of snow that you hit at light speed and get launched into the great beyond) on it.

Then attack the jump!! Below is Jeremy hitting it, with a vengeance!

If you look close you will see the look of possible fatality in his eyes. More than once my life has flashed before my eyes as I launch into the air...

Below is Steve (me duh) doing a look-back, or look-to-the-side I guess...

a failed attemp at a heel-clicker...

a failed attemp at a Superman...

So anyway, we got bored of that jump and, being inspired from watching the Aerials from the 06 Winter Games, we decided to build or own Aerials jumps...

The larger of the two is for pure height and you have to hit it with as much speed as possible. The smaller one is for style and fun. You hit the first jump we made, land it and then hit that one at the bottom of the hill.
Below Andrew launches so high that he goes out of the screen.

An attemp at a Headbutt. That's when you headbutt your front ski in mid air...

Thats all for now. But stay tuned for more GT Snowracer action with those crazy guys from Alliston.

Lately

2006-03-11T17:51:00.000-05:00

Today the weather is nice and warm, so I took my dad's bike out for a rip! woo!! you know, just to make sure its ready for my dad to ride. So I checked it all out and then let'er howl! Nothin like the rush of 0-60mph is 3 seconds! I tell you what.
I'm working on a post about my adverntures of GTing this winter. I may even post video's of our sillyness. Yes I said videos!! I was just on Kenny's blog and he has video's of how to get rid of the neighbours dog with a boomerang. haha just kidding...about the dog part I mean, well sort of. bah.
Here's a taste of whats to come...
Yes that is me! I'm 25! no, thats NOT to old to be doing this kind of stuff!!

Cats and Cars

2006-02-25T11:41:00.000-05:00

As some of you know, I've been having problems sleeping for quite a while now, and in an effort to solve the prob I got a CAT scan (not a meow cat) done on me brain to see if all is well. Now of course, this obviously led to "I wonder if they'll find anything, hahahha" jokes. And that's perfectly fine. I can take a joke...honest. Right Chorly, my little fluffy friend....?
....oh my, he's grumpy today. Well anyway, I got the scan done last night...

"okay, just lie still and try not to move you head"
"sure thing"
5 minutes later
"okay, your all done, you handsome man you"
"gee thanks nurse, that didn't hurt at all!"
"hahahaha" nervous giggle type laugh
"so, what'd you find? Do I have a brain?"
"Yep! I saw it. Its good looking to!"
"HAHA!! So everyone that called me a brainless idiot was wrong!!"
"...ah...ya, they are....?"
"well, about the brainless part anyway"
Awkward Silence
"ok, thankyou, bye"

And that's exactly how it went,...exactly like that...word for word. for serious.

In other news, I went to the Auto Show this past week. I'm not gonna post my opinions on here, but I had a good time. All I will say it...Audi's Rule!! The RS 4 is just dam sexy! I posted about it before. I saw it in person, or in car, well beside it, cause it was to nice to let all those skunk apes sit in it.

I did get to sit in the Audi S4, which is the younger brother (yes, Audi's are boys!!) to the RS 4. What a sweet car. Jesus told me that is his favorite to, just so you know.

WHAT?!?! tagged?? this is crap! meh

2006-02-20T13:11:00.000-05:00

Ok, this is a bunch of poo. This just don't happen to me, EVER!! and you know, I was just gonna ignore the fact that Sarah SPECIFICALLY tagged me!! but then I felt the Holy Spirit convict me, so you know the rest...

This just goes to show that God loves Sarah more than ME!! meh

4 JOBS I'VE HELD
1. I've worked with my dad most of my life in construction on and off since I could walk and lift a skill saw and hammer a nail.
2. I worked at a machine shop for one summer, it was crap!! but we messed around a lot, like doing burnouts with the forklift...good times.
3. I worked at the local VW dealership for three years. Started at the bottom changing oil and such, worked my way up to Parts Manager, then realized I hate DESK JOBS!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAARRRGHH!!!
4. does male escort count?

4 MOVIES I CAN WATCH OVER AND OVER
1. Happy Gilmore!! but I'm almost getting sick of it...
2. Brave Heart, what a great movie!! Gladiator And Samurai to...
3. I love the X-Men movies!! Wolverine is the coolest!
4. anything with Hillary Duff!! JOKE!! haha

4 PLACES I HAVE LIVED
1. Everett Ontario, from age 0-19? I lived in three different houses in the area, where I learned all my Hickish ways, and I'm dam proud of'em!! Oh the memories......
2. Alliston Ontario, age 19?- present.
3. uhhh, I lived in a trailer once whilst our new house was being build....
4. does camping count???

I totally forgot about the best show in the world!!!

4 T.V. SHOWS I LOVE TO WATCH

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1. Top Gear!!!! The show on the BBC with Jeremy Clarkson!!!! so good!! I can't believe I forgot about it.

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1. WRC, World Rally Championship!!!! best thing in the world!! but its not exactly a "show"...
2. uhhh, BTCC, British Touring Car Championship racing is really really good. but again, not a "show".
3. That series Long Way Around with that actor Ewin McGregor and his bud and the ride their BMW bikes around the world, its pretty cool.

4 PLACES I HAVE BEEN ON VACATION
1. Florida when I was 6, but i barley remember it.
2. New Zealand, with the Pudd!! and also Australia on the way home to visit a SOM friend.
3. Road Trip's to the West Coast, East Coast, Texas, then the East Coast again. Good times!!
4. again, does camping count?? cause I've done a lot of camping and what not.

4 OF MY FAVORITE FOODS
1. Pizza!!!!
2. Pumpkin Pie, Apple Pie, in that order to.
3. a thick burger straight from the grill, with a beer.
4. Chicken burger sandwich things from restaurants, so far Swiss Chalet's is the best.

4 PLACES I'D RATHER BE RIGHT NOW
1. Racing anything with an engine and wheels!!!
2. Heaven.
3. Anywhere with my friends.
4. Driving a sweet sweet fast car!!!

PEOPLE I AM TAGGING
ok, well i am a pretty nice guy most of the time...so right at this moment I'm gonna be a big jerk and tag everyone that reads this!!! hahahahah

And tell me so I can read yer's K.

ps. I luv ya Drew!! hehe

Look Mom, I cut my own hair!!

2006-01-31T15:02:00.000-05:00

I would like to direct everyone's attention to my mullet type thing that I recently acquired. Yes I did cut my own hair, but don't worry, its not completely ruined. I've had a dream for a while now, then at Christmas I was inspired my a dear friend of mine, Mark. And now I'm living my dream. Its beautiful really.
Now I must admit, its not a full on mullet like Marks amazing piece of art. My goal is to have a retro look with a modern twist. I have no idea what I'm saying, really. But a visit with the Hair Goddess (my cousin) will sort out all the little details I'm sure. That's all for now my friends, and remember, live your dreams out loud!!!

Look at my new Flickr Badge thingy!

2006-01-25T18:18:00.000-05:00

And while your there, may as well look at my pics. I just added a bunch eh. I got the idea from Mike's blog. ok it's right...

here------------------------------------------------------>

click on "whats is this?" and it gives you a link to my FLickr deal, or you can just click on a pic, your choice....but make the right one!!

I like this guy

2006-01-07T23:10:00.000-05:00

I just wanted to say that I like this guy. I really do. If he ran for Prime Minister, I'd vote for him, no doubt about it. I think the best part of the Hockey Night In Canada is Coach's Corner when good ol Don Cherry starts given his honest opinion, irregardless of political correctness and what not. He offends people sometimes, but he's usually right. Come to think of it, I think its funny that he offends people. If he was the Prime Minister, he would say it like it is and really offend the other politicians. I would LOVE him!!! Come on Don, run for Prime Minister....

and speaking of people who offend others...

the Trailer Park Boys. My my MY! are they offensive, but I like them. I don't really agree with their behavior, but their antics are seriously funny. They swear a whole lot, and drink like crazy, and smoke dope, so their going to hell. But I can't get over how funny these guys are. I know some people can't stand such behavior, and I respect you for that. But I don't get offended by it. Friend of sinners, yip that's me, almost Christ like don't you think?
Here they stand, in amongst their "crop". Rita McNeil helped harvest it you know, I saw it with my own eye.

ps. this post is not very serious, well it sorta is. ah never mind....

MY wish list

2005-12-21T14:41:00.000-05:00

I just read Andrew's blog and he made a list of what he wants for Christmas and I decide that I will do the same. It may be a follow the leader thing, but more than likely its a monkey see monkey do thing.

I want a new Dirt Bike, preferably the new YZ 250. ok got it??

I want a outside hot tub, and not just a little one, I want a huge one that can fit like 15 people, maybe like this one, but without those people. Get out of my tub!! leave the beer though....

I want that guys shirt.

I want this Gopher as a pet. I have no idea where to find him though. So your on your own.

I want a piece of that cake, or one very similar. Heck, just give me the whole cake.

To be completely honest. I don't really care what I get. I just wanna have some good times with my friends and family. That's what Christmas is mostly about to me. Merry Christmas!!!!!!

Pillar Rocked my Face OFF!!

2005-12-13T11:36:00.000-05:00

Those of you that know me well know that I love hard rock music and even the yelling and screaming stuff that most people associate with the devil. Of course, one of my favorite bands is Pillar. They were in town on the weekend so of course Thomas and I went to rock out with some other crazy Christian rock fans. Good times.
The concert was part of the See Spot Rock Tour featuring Stellar Kart, The Wedding, Day Of Fire, Falling Up and Pillar. All good bands I must say. It was a great show and was plenty loud, like to the point that my ears are still ringing, what? who's talking to me...
The lead singer from The Wedding made a few comments that, because he is from the US and this being his first visit to Canada, he thought we would talk funny, but we really didn't. So after the show I went to meet him and put on my best Bob and Doug McKenzie accent. Take off eh, you hoser! And the dude loved it. "Wow man, you really DO have an accent. I can totally hear it man (laughs)". And then he tried it on the lead guitar guy, but sounded so American, hahahahaahaha. For some reason Americans just can't get the EH right.
Pillar played their cover of Sunday Bloody Sunday, absolutely incredible!! But I think the crowd fav was Front Line, great tune. Its basically a soldiers song.

Everybody, with your fists raised high
Let me hear your battle cry tonight
Stand beside, or step aside
WeÂre on the frontline

And of course I was in the middle of the mosh pit. It wasn't the best pit, but still fun. I was actually feeling old after the show cause I was so stiff and bashed up from the pit, as if someone had tried to rip my arms off or something, ugh. I even had a bruise on my back from something!! HAAA!!

Also, I just heard that Pillar just finished a music video for their song Front Line. I seen a preview of it and its looks really good!!

My New Favorite Car

2005-12-07T14:53:00.000-05:00

I just watched one of my favorite shows, Top Gear with Jeremy Clarkson, the other day and they previewed the new 2006 Audi RS4. What a beauty!! I absolutely love this car. It even sounded amazing through the TV!!!

This car is based of the A4 but has many MANY modifications. The new RS4 has a 4.2 Liter V8 that makes 420 hp at 7800 rpm's. Amazing!! That's 100 hp per liter! I need to come up with a get-rich-quick idea so I can get one of these. Of course it still has Audi's famous Quattro all wheel drive system. As far as I know Audi were the ones who pioneered all-wheel drive back in the eighties and used it to kick everyone's ass in Rally races. Speaking of rally, I sure hope Audi gets back into it soon...
Anyone have a rich relative that owns one??? Let me know ok. I'll be their personal driver....plus food and beer of course.
This new Audi is even better than the BMW M3, another one of my favorite cars. However, the new M3 claims 400 hp and lots of new goodies. And the rivalry continues...
Here's the German Touring Car Championship version of the Audi A4. Purdy ain't it?!?! No, its NOT on fire. That's flames coming out of the side exiting exhaust pipes. Sweet!!!

Rally Report - my best post ever!!

2005-11-17T19:48:00.000-05:00

Ok, first off, no that's not me in the picture. But that doesn't mean I've never done that. I just didn't get a photo of it, that's all.

I said a while back that I would tell my tales of Rally School. I made you wait a while, cause I first needed to show you that Lee is a Hott Cowboy and that I have a girlfriend. There's the excuse, like it or not.

I had an absolute BLAST at the school!! I learned SO SO SO much! It was everything I hoped it was and more!! Honest! It was fast, crazy, challenging, entertaining, educating, scary (for the other guys), ridiculous, absurd, and fun fun fun!! I never thought something like it existed in this world full of rules and safety labels. It was safe,...just in a risk your life sort of way.

The best way to explain the school is to link you to the Rally School's Video page and for you to watch the "O'Neill Final" video. Tim, the owner and main instructor, will talk you through the exciting video about why this school exists. Plus, you will see for yourself what I actually did. Enjoy.

**this is the part were you watch the frikin video**

Being from Canada at an American school was fun to. I was labeled "Foreigner" at first. The instructors would say "how does that sound to the Foreigner?" It was pretty funny. I was also called "Team Canada" and after that was said the first line of the Canadian National Anthem was sung, off key. Only the first line was sung cause they didn't know the rest, haha. So when it was my turn to drive the instructor, who was sitting in the passenger seat, would say "Lets see how Team Canada can do....O Canada!!!" It was jokes.

I spent four days at the school, mostly in the cars to. So either I was thrashing about sending rocks flying at small helpless squirrels, or I was sitting in the back seat whilst another white knuckled contestant was thrashing the old VW or Audi around in the mud slicked course. Ya I said MUD. It rained on and off the entire time so the course was a mud hole. It makes it harder but I suppose I'm a better driver cause I had to learn in more difficult conditions. On the first day during the simple slalom exercise one of the dudes rolled a Jetta on its side. Now I wasn't in that car, but I still thought I was gonna die. This was the easy stuff....wasn't it?!?!?

In the end I did really really well. They said that I should race even. Unfortunately, here in North America people only watch boring racing that goes around in circles (NASCAR barf) so there is no money to be made racing rally. In Europe however, Rally is HUGE!!! But I live here so.....I still want to get into it though. So my plan is this:

Step 1: Steal Peoples Socks
Step 2: ???
Step 3: $$$Money$$$
Step 4: Race

Pray for me that it will work....and that I will think of #2.

Live From New Zealand

2005-11-10T18:54:00.000-05:00

Hey everyone who is cool!! I found the New Zealand chirstian radion station website and they have a listen online feature now. So if you want to hear great christain tunes and wicked awesome Dj accents then check it out!! They sound sorta like Stuart and Lynly Allen. so cool.

http://www.lifefm.co.nz/player.html

Just try it, you won't regret it.

Lee Houghton is a Cowboy

2005-10-31T13:00:00.000-05:00

These photos were taken in Woodstock Ontarion (I rest my case) on the night before Lee's wedding. I guessing he was going to meet up with his other cowboy friends for one last night of cowboy fun before he was a married man. *these photos were not altered in any way*

I will admitt, he dose make a fine looking cowboy. Wouldn't you agree??

HEY EVERYONE!!!!!!!

2005-10-27T12:17:00.000-05:00

Read my girlfriend Holli's blog and leave a comment, she'll love yu for it!!

The Link is at the side "The Holli"

got it, ok....read on

Announcement

2005-10-25T11:12:00.000-05:00

I'm guessing that by the title and the picture you've already guessed that I'm gonna tell you that that's Holli and she's now my girlfriend. Well, you're right!!! Good guess!

On Wednesday October the 12th around mid-night after Kareoke and some fun on the swings, I asked her to be my girlfriend. For those of you that don't know her, all I will say is that she's the best. And hopefully you can meet her some day. There's so much to I could say about how wonderful she is, sigh.

Thanks Jesus for my new friend, I really like her...

Incase your wondering, the rally school was AMAZING and I did really good. I'll post more in a bit...

Jon Long is a Hick

2005-09-27T21:25:00.000-05:00

Jon Long is a Hick
Originally uploaded by Sgt Steve.

I now have proof that our good friend Jon Long is a part time Hick. This pic is not doctored in any way, actually I was there with him, you know cause I'm a hick my self, EH! yee hawww! We's at one of'em there smash'em up derby's up der in Alliston. Its a good ol time with the local yocals and then in the evening yu get all boozed up and drive yer tractor down main street and have a huge tire fire.....ok I making that up, the boozin part, hahahaa!!!!

Back to School

2005-09-19T14:25:00.000-05:00

TeamOneil
Originally uploaded by Sgt Steve.

Normally I would turn green and go into shock at the thought of going to school again (based on high school memories of course). But this time I'm excited. For about 6 years now I've been hearing people talk about "dreams" and pursuing them and what not. Racing is my biggest dream, so I finally decide to go to school, racing school. It will answer a lot of questions I have. Like: How good am I? Can I have a career in this? Do I really love this? you know, Q's like that. Whatever the answers are to these questions, I really don't care, I just want answers. I know I will love racing and motorsports till the day I die. I just want to know if this is a direction I should go with my life. I want all you to know this now cause if I do end up racing as a career than you will know of my humble beginings and hopefully see clearly that if it wasn't for my relationship with God and the support from my amazing family and wonderful friends, than I would never have even come close to trying this. So on October 3 I leave for New Hamshire for the 4 day school. Afterwards I'm detouring through New Brunswick to visit friends and help Jake bring his stuff back to Toronto. When I get home I'll have a lot of questions answered and a Racing License in my pocket, sweeeeeeeeet!!

Steve vs. the Fire Ants

2005-08-22T11:18:00.000-05:00

My back yard is a nice one. There have been loads of hours put into the gardens and yard works and what not. Beside the house is a HUGE maple tree that provides shade to relax in on those hot sunny days. I hold my backyard dear to my heart. And when something dear to you gets threatened, a person can become savage. Or maybe it’s just me.

In the middle of the garden there is a stone path, and at the end of the path is a large rock. And under that rock is where the evil lies. A colony of Red Fire Ants, yes the biting kind. So the other day my foot was attacked yet again by those little bastards and I declared war.

I charged the rock and over turned it with only a slight pain in my back. Then I accidentally spilt gas on the raging inferno of angry piss ants. Suddenly a mysterious flaming newspaper fell from the heavens and ignited the fuel stained earth incinerating the ants like a nuke. However, those ants are tough like a fox and many somehow survived. They fled like refuges with all that they could carry. But the can of pesticides I found stopped that pretty quick.

I win.

Demolition Derby Butt Kickin

2005-08-09T19:06:00.000-05:00

This story is based on my own memory and others, cause mine was a bit shaky…

This past weekend was the annual Alliston Potato Festival and with that comes the Demolition Derby, which is one of the highlights of the weekend. So I’m there chillin with my brother, some of my cousins, and the great Jon Long. We got there 40mins before the start and got a seat in the front row of the bleachers. As people continued to crowd in they, for some stupid and inconsiderate reason, started standing in front of us so no one in the first two rows could see the carnage. And like typical Canadians, no one said anything, ugh. I didn’t want to either but I really wanted to see the carnage.

So I asked nicely a few times for people to move or sit down, but mostly no one was listening. Then we started heckling them saying “I can’t see” and “you make a better door than a window” in an obnoxious manner. Still no response. Flip!! So as a last hope I put our folding chairs behind this guy, we’ll call him Big Biff, and his two sons in hopes that either he’d use them or at least no one else would stand there.

Suddenly Biff starts staring at me looking extremely annoyed. So I told him that he could use the chairs. He didn’t like that.
“I don’t need yer chairs” Biff retorts.
“Well, you can use ‘em if you’d like” I replied.
“I don’t want yer F***in CHAIRS” barks Biff and at the same time he teaches his two young sons how to be a prick. I stare at Biff as if to say “you’re a goon and I’m not impressed” which was probably a bad idea.
“Do you got a problem bud?” Biff asks as he turns to face me. I wanted to state the obvious but instead I kept that look on my face except now it’s also saying “gosh you’re an idiot” which again was a bad idea. Then Big Biff starts walking towards me, and dang he was a big dude.
“Do you have a F***in problem?” Biff Growls. How do you answer that in this sort of situation? I sure don’t know.
“I’m having a bad F***in day pal, its not your fault but if you keep F***in pushin me I’ll F***in take it out on you!!” Aren’t you already taking it out on me?!? I was having visions of my sunglasses being smashed into my face from Biff’s fist.
“Watch the F***ing race” mumbles an old lady sitting behind Jon. Finally Biff settled down after venting a bit more in my face and returned to his spot, but thankfully he squatted down. He eventually left, which was a relief. But I still ended up having to ask people to move. Fortunately they weren’t as cranky as Biff. Finally the announcer asked people to move away from the fence and that mostly cleared the ignorant mob.

That’s my story, mostly accurate I think. I’m just glad that Jon had my back just incase it got ugly. Feel free to add you side of the story Jon…

Fishy

2005-07-11T20:14:00.000-05:00

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever find her, the one that God's chosen for me. And what if I find her and she doesn't like me, I guess that disproves destiny. But I should know better, the sea is much wetter, with plenty of fishes to see (for you and me). And I know my Father, has scoped out the water, and picked out a fishy for me....

Jesus has a girl for me, she's everything I want her to be

Jesus has a girl for me, I know He does, just wait and see

Jesus has a girl for me, she's everything I want her to be

Jesus has a girl for me, and I'll love her, and she'll love me

Once in a while I'm tempted to hook up with any old Suzy or Jane. Who cares what she is like as long as she's pretty I don't even have to know her name. But I should know better, the sea is much wetter with plenty of fishes to see. And I know my Father has scoped out the water and picked out a fishy for me....

Jesus has a girl for me, she's everything I want her to be

Jesus has a girl for me, I know He does, just wait and see

Jesus has a girl for me, she's everything I want her to be

Jesus has a girl for me, and I'll love her, and she'll love me

Jesus has a girl for me, I know He does because He told me in His Word, the Bible, the desires of my heart, He'd give me every good and perfect gift we know is from above. But there is one gift that I haven't got, and that's the gift of love. Now I know Jesus loves me, and I am so in love with Him but that's a different kind of love,love, love, than I've been thinking of. I want a girl with big brown eyes and smile so sweet, where is the girl who loves Jesus as much as me.

This is one of my favorite songs of all time. Its by the band Philmore. If you want to hear it I can email the mp3 to you. I heard it on the Christian radio station when I was 18 and thought it was the greatest song ever. So I bought the album.

I do need to point out an error in the lyrics though. We all know that God gave us the freedom to choose, we're not robot's eh. So the part were he is saying "the one that Gods chosen for me" is not biblically correct. God may direct us towards someone who is a potential spouse, but the decision is always ours.

More Terminal Chaos

2005-06-20T13:05:00.000-05:00

My last post was about our adventures at the airport. Well there was more chaos that day, and this is how it went.

Our friend Brian, like us, likes to cause a scene. And not just a typical scene were the onlookers just laugh for a sec or walk away shaking their heads in disgust. He likes to get the “onlookers” to participate. How does he do it your wondering? Brian is very creative and clever. He’s also spastic, and possibly made of rubber. So when he makes a scene, it’s very convincing. And if your convincing enough, the onlookers will think you really got hurt and possibly even check if you are. His stunts have included walking into a pole (with a large thud) in the mall in front of a group of seniors and then falling to the floor (with another loud thud). Or spontaneous falling into bushs and shrubs beside the sidewalk. And my favourite and own specialty, falling down stairs.

Last year around the same time we picked him up at the airport and he made a scene at the baggage claim area. That CBC guy that does the Olympics was on his flight and was walking behind Brian towards the exit when suddenly Brian tripped over someone’s luggage and crashed to the floor sending his own luggage scattering. The CBC guy asked Brian if he’d been drinking. Of course I laughing so hard it probably looked like I was drinking to.

So this year Brian wanted to outdo himself. And he did. We were walking through Terminal 1, Brian pulling one large suitcase and carrying a large duffle bag, and as we were passing a security checkpoint with 5 officers on duty, Brian decides to cause chaos. Suddenly in mid conversation he trips and falls to the floor skidding with a loud screech, the duffle bag attacking him and the suitcase skidding across the floor right behide him and Brian himself in a weird fetal position and spazing. I hide behind a pillar cause I was laughing myself unconscious. Three of the guards immediately walked over to see if he was ok. Brian said he was fine as he pick himself off the floor. The one guard was insistent that he should get checked out by the doctor. Brian argued with the guard that he was fine until he finally gave up.

I gave that stunt a 9 out of 10.

Quick, Easy Money...sorta legal

2005-06-07T12:21:00.000-05:00

Yesterday our good friend Brian arrived at Pearson in the afternoon. Brian is my brothers friend but I like him to so I've claimed friendship with him to. His flight arrived at 1:30pm but we got to the airport a little early.

We drove into that huge parking area at terminal 1 and I noticed that there was quite a few of those luggage trolley's kicking around. Then I noticed that they have those return things now where you get a quarter back for the safe return of your trolly. So we jokingly returned a few trolleys and now had a few quarters. Suddenly I became addicted to getting quarters for next to free out of that little return dish. This led to a mad frenzy of running like idiots around the parking garage collecting as many trolleys as we could find. First pushing two at a time, then trying franticly to push six in the right direction at the same time!!

Well wouldn't you know that "they" don't like you getting all of their quarters. We had just about collected all the trolleys when I noticed a security car cruising around the lot. After it rounded the corner and out of sight for a second I made a mad dash for the last two. I got them into the return slot with quarters in hand just before it pulled up the the door where the cart return was and the bridge to the terminals. Walking as innocently as possible we made our way to the terminal with the security car watching us escape with our stash of quarters. hahahahaha!!! I really thought we were gonna get a talking to. So $5.75 later we parked for free and left with 25 cents in my pocket.

There was more airport antics starring Brian, he loves making a chaotic scene in public, but that will be my next post....

Have Thine Own Way Lord

2005-05-26T10:49:00.000-05:00

Have Thine own way Lord! Have Thine own way!
Thou art the potter, I am the clay!
Mold me and make me after Thy will,
While I am waiting, Yielded and still

Have Thine own way Lord! Have Thine own way!
Search me and try me, Master, today!
Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now,
As in Thy presence humbly I bow

Have Thine own way Lord! Have Thine own way!
Wounded and weary, help me, I pray!
Power all power surely is Thine!
Touch me and heal me Saviour divine!

Have Thine own way Lord! Have Thine own way!
Hold o’er my being absolute sway!
Fill with Thy spirit ‘til all shall see
Christ only, always, Living in me!

Amen

The other day I found this hymn and I really liked it. It seems to say all the basic things I would like to pray every day. Being yielded and surrendered to the Lord, asking to be changed on the inside, asking for help and healing, asking to be filled, speaking out who God is in my life (the potter, Master, Savior), and the main goal, til all shall see Christ only living in me. There is more in it than what I just said, but that's what stuck out to me the most. I think someone should do a Remix of this song...Jon Long maybe...I hope this song speaks to all you that read it in some way or other.

Good Things

2005-05-10T21:25:00.000-05:00

Seeing as how everyone else is bumping their fav tunes I will do the same, sort of. I found (on KazzaLite) all these sweet punk rock covers of all sorts of classic songs. Like Stand Bye me, My Girl, Time After Time, Brown Eyed Girl, Lola, Sweet Caroline and there are some joke songs like Oscar Meyer Weiner song, Star Wars, Batman and so on. I think they are just great, even though I not a huge punk rock fan.

Lately I’ve been realizing that God really does want to give us some real sweet blessing and meet all our needs. Which is cool cause we happen to be talking about being blessed at cell. Even though I’m still working my butt off and haven’t actually received anything real cool, I still am really feeling the goodness of God in my life. Things just seem to be moving and happening in and around me. And I like that. Some of my friends are getting married, others are getting hooked up, some are getting great jobs, and I am really enjoying being on this planet. Oh oh, and I lost a bunch of weight, which is good and bad. Good for obvious reasons and bad cause now my pants don’t fit, dang it. Who needs Atkins anyway? HA

It sorta seems strange now cause I guess I was getting so use to life as usual and now its like stuff is moving and gaining momentum. God grabbed one of my dreams and chucked it back at me and got me Jones’ in for it again. Blows my mind how amazing Big G is. Good things I tell ya. I’m saving like madness to go to SBS in the fall and I’m getting way psyched about it. My bro is in Worship School and loving it. My dad got a new bike and it’s SO amazing and fun and fast. I hope everyone reading this is feeling the same as me cause it’s a wonderful thing. Be blessed my friends…

right…………NOW!

Fauxhawk History

2005-04-25T20:39:00.000-05:00

Seeing as how my blog is named after my sweet hair du, I thought I should do some research about it and let you's know what I found. It goes back further than you would think...

In the beginning God created man with a fauxhawk, and God looked upon the man with his fauxhawk and said that it was good. And then He breathed life into the man and his fauxhawk and said, you and your sweet hair du will have dominion over the earth and all of the other hair du's.

Now we fast forward a bit...

And Cain being jealous of his brother Able's fauxhawk just couldn't deal with it any more so he smitten him, and God said to Cain, your brothers fauxhawk calls to me from the earth that it lays upon. From now on your hair du will resemble that of a shrubbery.

So we see that the fauxhawk was from before the fall. Before the fall the was no such thing as a bad hair day. Every day Adam awoke with a perfectly stunning fauxhawk, no need for fancy hair products. After the fall Able was able to use a certain tree wax to make a make-shift fauxhawk but it was still lame compared to his fathers from before the fall. Modern hair products have made it possible to have the "before the fall" look again but unfortunately can do nothing about bed-head and bad hair days. In conclusion, let us all, brothers AND sisters, return to the original creation of the hair du and ALL sport a Fauxhawk.

**Note: the author takes no responsibility for mis-translation of the Bible verse in this blog.

So everyone's a leader you say...

2005-04-11T18:52:00.000-05:00

That's what we are told right? "God created everyone to be a leader". But you know what, its true. Yes true. The problem is that we have the wrong idea about what leadership means. I always thought that being a leader was to be a Pastor, CEO, Politician, President etc. Ok, those are definitely leaders. But who leads them? In a perfect world God would be their number one leader. But everyone has people who lead them in their everyday lives right? Or do they? Most people have parents and teachers leading them when they are young. But then what? Are we suddenly smart enough to go about the rest of our lives without help? Heck no!! So who leads us then?? And who's going to lead the next generation??

The truth is that we ARE all leaders. We lead others out of OUR everyday lives. I believe that Jesus lead his disciples through living His life as an open book. As in, the disciples knew everything about Jesus, they could read His life like a book. At anytime they could ask Him anything and He would answer. Jesus is our example to live by so we should do the same. Everyone of us has people in our lives that look up to us, anyone from people in our cell to our little siblings or people at work or school.

I've done my best to live my life open to those who look up to me. Even in times when its eaiser to keep quiet rather than to make known. Don't get me wrong, not every little detail is to be shared. This is definitly an area that must be submitted to God. And we all know that some things about life are just between you and God. I'm refering to the general topics, you know what I mean.

We are the leaders of tomorrow. Come on people! Thats what the G12 vision is all about. No, I'm not being payed by TACF to say this. I say it cause it works. I've seen it work. In my life and others also.

There's nothing better than God using our lives to set other people free. I absolutly love helping other people! I love that God uses me to give other people freedom and to open their eyes. Even if I was the most selfish person in the world, I would still help others cause its the best feeling ever.

The Life of Steve

2005-03-31T11:02:00.000-05:00

Its hard to blog when you don't really feel like it. I have a cold that was passed down to me from my parents, making it a generational cold. However my symtoms are not nearly as bad as my parents. My mom's been sick for over a week now and my dad had a 102.5 temperature and couldn't keep food down. blah. I'm not gonna complain though cause being at home gives me loads of time to spend with God and getting whatever else done. Good things.

For this Blog I don't have any funny stories or strange and random thoughts, although I could tell you about the plumbing work I did on tuesday. But it was a job involving "used" plumbing so the visuals of hair balls and, only God knows what that other stuff was, coming out of the pipes would most likely ruin your day. Maybe it just did. haha

So I decided to just ramble a bit, or a lot. We'll see.

Fresh Wind was absolutely amazing! The conference itself rocked but I have to say the best part was seeing so many of my friends and making new friends. I love people. I guess I'm a people person. Maybe that's what heaven will be like, all your friends just hanging around and you can just talk about whatever and frolic about in the priddy meadows eh. That will be sweet!

I did notice something slightly annoying at FW though. A lot of dudes have a similar hair du as mine. Although only a few had the back part goin on. So I realize now that I must go full on and grow the back out so it will be the real deal fauxhawk. No more messing around. Even though when its not spiked up it looks like I have a goofy looking mullet (which is sweet anyway). My cousin cuts my hair and she hates the mullet part, it triggers her gag reflex. haha. She's the best hair stylist ever! I was talking to her before FW about putting some color in my hair and she had some real crazy ideas. We didn't get a chance though but I'm still pondering what she said. Something like dark at the back and then like red or something but make it all blend together. I can't really picture it but it's sounds real crazy so it's tempting.

This morning I took Sarah's idea about the grill cheese. I put ham on it cause there was no bacon. I cut it diagonally to. So good for so little effort. Yum yum.

My thoughts ran out and I'm just staring blankly at the screen. There is other stuff I'd like to put on here, but not yet, heheheh.

Peace out.

I'm a Toys R Us...kid??

2005-03-10T19:00:00.000-05:00

I love Toys R Us!! Me and my bro and K-Man go there once and a while and have a great time messing around playing with the swords and hockey equipment and riding around on those kids size bikes. On weedsday afternoon I went to the store in Barrie, but this time I was actually looking for a something to buy. A friend of mine just had a baby boy and I went to get one of them shower gifts. That was a first for me. I'm not a big fan of shopping for gifts cause usually I don't have a clue what to get. It was the same situation this time. I started thinking of the usual baby gifts but I wanted to get something different and sweet. So my plan of attack was to walk around till I found something that made me smile while nodding and smirk at the same time.

At first all I saw was just crap. All these useless sounds and moving and wobbling junk. But then I found this tool bench do-ha with a hammer and you hit these nail like objects and they made cool "boing" sounds. Not bad. Ya I know, this little dude can't use complicated toys yet, but crap, I ain't gonna give him squeeze and chew toys or drool absorbing fluffy things. When he's older I want him to remember the gift that uncle Steve got him. Then I spotted this three-in-one (points just for that) sports deal with a real baseball bat and tee ball to swing at, golf club and a putting hole, and a baseket ball with a hoop. And it said that the little dude only had to be 9 months to use it. Sweet Deal!!

By the time I left the store I felt very satisfied and mature. Satisfied cause I accomplished something I'd never done before. And mature cause I bought a gift for a baby, possibly triggered the father thing in me, and I didn't cause a commotion or get on the intercom and page my brother to the cash as a lost child.

Where IS my fauxhawk!?!

2005-02-24T17:41:00.000-05:00

Tonight I am finally gonna get my hair cut. Some of you may have noticed that I was wearing my hair "down" as opposed to up in the usually fashion of my mofauxhawk. That's cause my hair was to long to be "up". You see, a mofauxhawk acts similar to a wind vein so when it is larger than normal, problems can occur. This topic is really lame...but I am excited about getting my mofaux back.

Slightly More Exciting Topic:

Last night I was boarding at Blue Mountain and I accidentally on purpose went out of bounds. What?! There was fresh power! how could I resist. But unfortunately a ski patrol saw me and felt the need to power trip. So in the end I lost my pass for 24hrs and must watch a safety video to get it back. Plus I will receive a "punched hole" in my pass to say that "this dude is a trouble maker"! I like that idea. What I don't like is that they let you fly through the trees but not on a side trail with fresh powder. I guess when I see a rope is across the trail next time I won't duck under it. Lesson learnt.

Workplace Etiquette

2005-02-09T17:14:00.000-05:00

**The following material contains toilet humour and**

**may offend some.**

**Reader discretion is advised!! HA**

I thought it was just me who used these ideas untill I read this. I feel like I fit in with the rest of society now. I'm so relieved...

HOW TO POOP AT WORK

We've all been there but don't like to admit it. We've all kicked back in our cubicles or offices and suddenly felt something brewing down below.

As much as we try to convince ourselves otherwise, the WORK POOP is inevitable. For those who hate pooping at work, following is the Survival Guide for taking a dump at work.

CROP DUSTING: When farting, you walk briskly around the office so the smell is not in your area and everyone else gets a whiff but doesn't know where it came from. Be careful when you do this. Do not stop until the full fart has been expelled. Walk an extra 30 feet to make sure the smell has left your pants.

FLY BY: The act of scouting out a bathroom before pooping. Walk in and check for other poopers. If there are others in the bathroom, leave and come back again. Be careful not to become a FREQUENT FLYER: People may become suspicious if they catch you constantly going into the bathroom.

ESCAPEE: A fart that slips out while taking a leak at the urinal or forcing a poop in a stall. This is usually accompanied by a sudden wave of embarrassment. If you release an ESCAPEE, do not acknowledge it. Pretend it did not happen. If you are standing next to the farter in the urinal, pretend you did not hear it. No one likes an ESCAPEE. It is uncomfortable for all involved. Making a joke or laughing makes both parties feel uneasy.

JAILBREAK: When forcing a poop, several farts slip out at a machine gun pace. This is usually a side effect of diarrhoea or a hangover. If this should happen, do not panic. Remain in the stall until everyone has left the bathroom to spare everyone the awkwardness of what just occurred.

COURTESY FLUSH: (pay particular attention to this, please) the act of flushing the toilet the instant the poop hits the water. This reduces the amount of airtime the poop has to stink up the bathroom. This can help you avoid being caught doing the WALK OF SHAME.

WALK OF SHAME: Walking from the stall, to the sink, to the door after you have just stunk up the bathroom. This can be a very uncomfortable moment if someone walks in and busts you. As with farts, it is best to pretend that the smell does not exist....can be avoided with the use of the COURTESY FLUSH.

OUT OF THE CLOSET POOPER: A colleague who poops at work and is damn proud of it. You will often see an OUT OF THE CLOSET POOPER enter the bathroom with a newspaper or magazine under his or her arm. Always look around the office for the OUT OF THE CLOSET POOPER before entering the bathroom.

SAFE HAVENS: Seldom used bathrooms somewhere in the building where you can least expect visitors. Try floors that are predominantly of the opposite sex. This will reduce the odds of a pooper of your sex entering the bathroom.

TURD BURGLAR: Someone who does not realize you are in the stall and tries to force the door open. This is one of the most shocking and vulnerable moments that can occur when taking a poop at work. If this occurs remain in the stall until the TURD BURGLAR leaves. This way you will avoid all uncomfortable eye contact.

CAMO-COUGH: A phoney cough that alerts all new entrants into the bathroom that you are in a stall. This can be used to cover-up a WATERMELON, or to alert potential TURD BURGLARS. Very effective when used in conjunction with an ASTAIRE.

ASTAIRE: A subtle toe-tap that is used to alert potential TURD BURGLARS that you are occupying a stall. This will remove all doubt that the stall is occupied. If you hear an ASTAIRE, leave the bathroom immediately so the pooper can poop in peace.

WATERMELON: A poop that creates a loud splash when hitting the toilet water. This is also an embarrassing incident. If you feel a WATERMELON coming on, create a diversion - See CAMO-COUGH.

HAVANA OMELETTE: A case of diarrhoea that creates a series of loud splashes in the toilet water....Often accompanied by an ESCAPEE. Try using CAMO-COUGH with an ASTAIRE.

UNCLE TED: A bathroom user who seems to linger around forever. Could spend extended lengths of time in front of the mirror or sitting on the pot. An UNCLE TED makes it difficult to relax while on the crappper, as you should always wait to poop when the bathroom is empty. This benefits you as well as the other bathroom attendees.

As if that stupid...

2005-02-02T21:20:00.000-05:00

ground hog can predict the coming of spring. What nonsense! Happy Ground Hog's day everyone.

So um, time for another Steve story. So many to chose from. I have it! I will tell you briefly (not tighty whitey's) of my recent adventure to Mt. St. Anne Quebec. The story is called...

What'd you do that for?

I went to "Q" as a chaperon for the King's collegiate Christian High School's annual ski trip. My goal was to speak into the lives of the youth attending, be a Godly example to them, and of course, go snowbin' (snowboarding). The part of the trip I will detail for you is the part were we, about 11 or 12 chaperones, are in the 8 person max hot tub. It was strange, but fun, and no impurities. These other chaperones are real fun people, most single in the 20-30 range, some married but young, and some older dads.

So picture this. A hot tub outside of the main lodge, with snow all around, steam rising from the hot water, and 11 adults in the tub acting like totall goofs. We set a good example I think. I really felt like a sardine, seriously. All of us trying to keep our shoulders under the water to prevent from freezing. It was -22C or so and my hair was completely frozen. The water is spilling over the edge, theres arms and legs flailing everywhere. Every 10 seconds someone yells "who's foot is that"!! We are having a great time.

Then another one of the chaperones appears at the hot tub and demands for everyone to make room. But we can't. She says "I'll go in the middle then". Pointing to the location of all our tangled arms and legs. Of course this is all in a frantic motion cause she's outside in a bathing suit at -22C. No one can really move at all. Now this person is slighty bigger than the rest of us. So she's standing on the edge on the tub, desperately wanting in, so she leans forward and...DIVES RIGHT INTO THE FLIPPIN TUB!!! I talkin head first!!! She almost sac'd one of the older and mature dad's with her head! Water went everywhere!! It was the funniest and craziest thing I've ever seen!! I still can't believe it happened! Now everyone was fine, no injures. I think one of the dad's was offended though. HA, what a crazy girl, dang! I wish I had a reply...

Father God

2005-01-15T13:52:00.000-05:00

I just got this forward from a friend of mine. It is amazing! You might need a Tissue or a sleeve, my eyes were watering alot. Just so you all know, real men do cry. I'm not gonna say anymore about it, so just read it.

The Winner

I was watching some little kids play soccer. These kids were only five or six years old, but they were playing a real game - a serious game - two teams, complete with coaches, uniforms, and parents. I didn't know any of them, so I was able to enjoy the game without the distraction of being anxious about winning or losing. I wished the parents and coaches could have done the same. The teams were pretty evenly matched. I will just call them Team One and Team Two. Nobody scored in the first period. The kids were hilarious. They were clumsy and terribly inefficient. They fell over their own feet, they stumbled over the ball, they kicked at the ball and missed it but they didn't seem to care. They were having fun.

In the second quarter, the Team One coach pulled out what must have been his first team and put in the scrubs, except for his best player who now guarded the goal.

The game took a dramatic turn. I guess winning is important even when you're five years old because the Team Two coach left his best players in, and the Team One scrubs were no match for them. Team Two swarmed around the little guy who was now the Team One goalie. He was an outstanding athlete, but he was no match for three or four who were also very good. Team Two began to score. The lone goalie gave it everything he had, recklessly throwing his body in front of incoming balls, trying valiantly to stop them.

Team Two scored two goals in quick succession. It infuriated the young boy. He became a raging maniac - shouting, running, diving. With all the stamina he could muster, he covered the boy who now had the ball, but that boy kicked it to another boy twenty feet away, and by the time he repositioned himself, it was too late - they scored a third goal.

I soon learned who the goalie's parents were. They were nice, decent-looking people. I could tell that his dad had just come from the office; he still had his suit and tie on. They yelled encouragement to their son. I became totally absorbed, watching the boy on the field and his parents on the sidelines. After the third goal, the little kid changed. He could see it was no use; he couldn't stop them.

He didn't quit, but he became quiet. Desperate futility was written all over him. His father changed too. He had been urging his son to try harder - yelling advice and encouragement. But then he changed. He became anxious. He tried to say that it was okay - to hang in there. He grieved for the pain his son was feeling.

After the fourth goal, I knew what was going to happen. I've seen it before. The little boy needed help so badly, and there was no help to be had. He retrieved the ball from the net and handed it to the referee - and then he cried. He just stood there while huge tears rolled down both cheeks. He went to his knees and put his fists to his eyes - and he cried the tears of the helpless and brokenhearted.

When the boy went to his knees, I saw the father start onto the field. His wife clutched his arm and said, "Jim, don't. You'll embarrass him." But he tore loose from her and ran onto the field. He wasn't supposed to; the game was still in progress. Suit, tie, dress shoes, and all, he charged onto the field, and he picked up his son so everybody would know that this was his boy, and he hugged him and held him and cried with him. I've never been so proud of a man in my life.

He carried him off the field, and when he got close to the sidelines I heard him say, "Scotty, I'm so proud of you. You were great out there. I want everybody to know that you are my son." "Daddy," the boy sobbed, "I couldn't stop them. I tried, Daddy, I tried and tried, and they scored on me."

"Scotty, it doesn't matter how many times they scored on you. You're my son, and I'm proud of you. I want you to go back out there and finish the game. I know you want to quit, but you can't. And, son, you're going to get scored on again, but it doesn't matter. Go on, now." It made a difference. I could tell it did.

When you're all alone, and you're getting scored on - and you can't stop them - it means a lot to know that it doesn't matter to those who love you. The little guy ran back on to the field, and they scored two more times. But it was okay.

I get scored on every day. I try so hard. I recklessly throw my body in every direction. I fume and rage. I struggle with temptation and sin with every ounce of my being. And Satan laughs. And he scores again, and the tears come, and I go to my knees - sinful, convicted, helpless.

And my Father rushes right out on the field right in front of the whole crowd - the whole jeering, laughing world - and he picks me up, and he hugs me and he says, "I'm so proud of you. You were great out there. I want everybody to know that you are my son, and because I control the outcome of this game, I declare you The Winner."

-Author Unknown

I'm Back Now

2005-01-06T15:13:00.000-05:00

Just got back late Tuesday night from the not-as-warm-as-it-shoulda-been Bahamas. Ya I know, there was no snow falling, but stink it was chilly some days. We were in Florida for 4 days at Disney before going to Bahamas and that was even colder. I was wearing jeans and my fleece jacket most of the time. We did get some real nice days in the Islands though, and I did get a decent tan, so I'll stop complaining. Wait, one more thing. I found out that I missed the biggest snow storm ever! I love snow storms!!! dang it!

So I'm sure that you are all wondering how my family got to go on this massive vacation. Well, we have relatives in the Bahamas. Now your all not as jealous cause your thinking of what it would be like to spend three weeks with relatives with out anyone being killed. HA! Fortunately these relatives are real fun to be with. Even the little kids that we were sort of looking after were fun. After the first two weeks I decided not to through them into the ocean because after all, they are only 3 and 5 and can't be expected to be little angles all the time, or even some of the time. And I still want to have kids of my own some day. I did question that idea, but by the end of the trip I was still sure that I did.

I tell more details of the trip in later blogs, but I would like to share an insight I had whilst away. We did celebrate Christmas down there, but it was just weird having sand instead of snow, palm trees instead if pine trees, fruity rum drinks instead of Canadian beer, Fish instead of Turkey, swimming instead of toboganing, shorts instead of scarves and touqes, ice in my drink instead of hot apple cider from Timmy's, building sand castles instead of snow forts, etc. You can do all these things in the "summer" time in Canada. I was feeling like I was really missing something. Most of all, there was and is nothing that can replace the holiday good times with friends. I know that Christmas seems like a lot of fuss and hassle at times, but it is so worth all the work, all the gatherings, and all the sitting around eating to much. So I've decided that I will spend the Christmas Holidays close to home from now on.

Happy New Year Everyone!!!!!!!!!!!

The 80's weren't that bad

2004-12-06T16:04:00.000-05:00

I have to say that after the 80's party and listening to loads of 80's music, I don't think they were all that bad. In fact, even now I'm listening to Stryper and they're great! And Whitecross to, they're radical! And I really enjoyed dressing up like an 80's rocker and seeing other friends dressed from that decade. And going to Tim Horton's looking like a 80's freak was totally fly! I think someone sugested that we have 80's theme church services, gnarly dude!!

Anyway, thats what I think.

The Canuks go to the US Eh!

2004-11-30T13:39:00.000-05:00

Yes, I know, yet another weekend of travilng. This weekend was really special though. We (Kenny, Marcel, Thomas and Me) went down to Pittsburgh PA to visit our friend Pete Dorosh, and his family to cause they're so fun. Every time I've visited Pete its been a flipin amazing good time. This was our best time yet. We got to shot real American guns, we had a crazy party, we went ice skating and drank beer (not all at the same time, however that does sound like a good idea).

The guns were amazing, only in the US can you go to a shooting range and give them $25 and listen to a 5 min lesson and then recievce a real gun with real ammo. They didn't even stand behind us while we were clumbsly trying to load our weapons and start shooting. God Bless America! We were shoting 9mm guns which is a standard hand gun, but there was this nice shiny gun in the display that was calling to me. "Steve, I'm a Smith & Wesson 500, I'm the biggest gun of them all, shot me and you'll be a real man". So I rented it and shot it, I am now a real man, that gun was insane!

The party was awesome! lots of crazyness and retarded dancing, good times had by all.

Skating was the funnest ever. They were playing music to skate to so we (like 20 or more) we're flying around dancing to the music and trying to figure skate. And some fake fighting to. We only got in trouble like 5 or 6 times! I figure that all the other people on the ice thought we were drunk and gay (alot of ass smacking going on). There was girls with us so perhaps I'm wrong, but I'm sure they though we were high on something.

So thanks again to Pete and the entire Dorosh family for yet another great time in the US!!!

Rally Racing good time

2004-11-23T13:29:00.000-05:00

Last weekend me and a bunch of friends of mine went up to Bancroft to watch the annual Rally of the Tall Pines. It's Ontario's biggest rally event. If you don't know what rally is and you want to check out this site http://www.tallpinesrally.com/2003/Home/Welcome.asp .

So it was yet again a great time. The cars are crazy fast and real loud so its a real good time. Half the fun is the spectators. It's kinda like being at a soccer game and a comedy show at the same time. All the fans are hooting and hollering, and then there is always a few groups of drunken rally fans who are quiet comical. The best is the last few stages cause they're after dark and the fans are really hyper. So picture this, two groups of spectator's on opposite sides of the course (a good stones throw), facing each other and yelling back and forth. For example, one side would yell "Marco"!! And then the other side would answer "POLO"!!! Or one side would say "Osama"!! And the reply would be "Binladen"!! haha it was jokes. In the spectator group we were in there was a theme so it seemed. All the loud mouths started yelling TV and Movie quotes. The voice of Arnold from T2 "Sean Conner"!!! Or Arnold from kindergarten Cop "Who is your Daddy and what does he do"!!! And I added "It's not a tumor"!!! All of this of course in the best Arnold voices I've ever heard. And then there was plenty of Forest Gump quotes "Lieutenant Dan"!!! And Fat Bastard from Austin Powers "Where's the Crapper"!!! You would really have to be there to experience it to fully understand and appreciate how great of a time it really is. There's also the flash light wars. One side of spectators will start shinning their flash lights at the other group and in no time at all there is like 400 flash lights shining at you from the other side. Every year people bring bigger and brighter lights. Some people had some sort of mini spot lights this year, they were crazy bright. good times...

I'll be going almost for sure next year and we're always open for more people to go with us and experience a great Canadian time in the outdoors, what do you say??

Thanks for Friends

2004-11-16T11:53:00.000-05:00

I would like to use this blog to thank all my wonderfull friends, you know who you are, yes I mean you. This is a moment were I, Steve, am being serious. These moments are rare so enjoy it. Last sunday night Drew through a party for me and our good buddy Sean Connel. It was my B-day and Sean is going back to his home land in St John NB so we wanted to have a going away party for him. I was so honoured by all the people who showed up and also those who tried to make it out but couldn't for whatever reason. Thanks so much people's. It was also great to share a party with Sean cause over the past while we've become really good friends, friends for life I figure. I realized that night that I haven't had a party in my honour since high school so it was a very very special night for me. On the drive home I thanked God for putting all you wonderful people in my life and that you people's are REAL friends. It seems that you all love me no matter what. Even if I was to say, put a chared couch on your porch or get on your nerves with my smart-ass remarks, just as examples, you all still love me. Sigh. Thanks to all for just being you, I love you all....

Oh and thanks for the rad gifts!! Every one of em was totaly fly! I read my book already Maija.

Award for the Best Blog Post goes to...

2004-11-11T20:56:00.000-05:00

Jake Murphy for his Post entitled "Still Swingin' ".

It is about me and I am biased, but it still wins.

If you don't know what its about... me and Jake played that Sledge Hammer carnival game at Dave and Busters. You know, the one were you hit the thing real hard and then that thingy goes up the poll deal and you are trying to get it to the top of the poll. If you still don't get it then your weak.

Me me me, all about me

2004-11-10T18:27:00.000-05:00

No crazy stories this week involving police or horses ass people or guns or anything that might make you say " good grief! Steve must be a glue sniffer!".

I do have a few things to say however. As you all know I love dirt bikes, and lately I have accomplished a great biking goal of mine. I now can ride amazing wheelies. What the hay is a wheelie Steve? Well, that is when you ride on only the back wheel of the bike instead of both of 'em. Its quite tricky. Ya so I "wheelied" for approx half a km in my cousins hay feild, and if I was to try it on a nicly paved road I could go alot farther. Even if you don't care about My accomplishment it don't matter, cause I'm flipping proud of myself and so is God.

In other news, my brother has a car and it's pretty sweet. Gonna be going up to Bancroft Ont on the 20th to watch the "Rally of the Tall Pines". It's good times, really long and cold day, loud anoying cars and loud anoying people, the possibility of a car crash right on front of you...good times. And yes a Subaru rolled right in front of us last year, woooh!

God is so good. Really He is. Just stop and think about ALL that He's done for you. That Dude is way to good to us! It blows my mind!!! AAAAAA!

Later dudes and dudettes...

Well Officer, if you say I'm trespassing then I guess I am

2004-10-31T19:20:00.000-05:00

It was a beautiful day on Saturday morning. The rain had cleared and the sun was shining. Me and my biker buddies where off to ride on our favorite trails that we've enjoyed for as long as I can remember. In fact, my dad has even enjoyed those trails since the mid seventies. These are the trails I spoke about in my previous post.

We set out down the side of airport road in the ditch towards Dufferin County Forest. Chris was leading followed by me and then Steve Hart, a fellow believer. Chris and I arrived at the beginning of the trail but Steve Hart was no where to be seen. We became worried that he crashed and was hurt. I turned back to see what happened. As I approached the edge of the road I noticed a police cruiser with the cherries flashing on the side of the road in the direction that we had come from. Now I must say that riding our bikes on the side of the road in not entirely legal, however I live in the sticks so its over looked most of the time.

I couldn't see Steve Hart from where I was so I was still worried the he had crashed. At risk of being fined by the police I headed back down the ditch to make sure Steve was ok. He was fine but unfortunately was in a little dip so I couldn't see him until I was very close. The officer had cut him off so he had to stop. Boo! I could have easily turned around and lost the cop but he already had my friends name so I went down to meet the officer.

To make a long story short, we were both fined for trespassing in the forest. Why trespassing you ask. Well, two years ago they started putting No Motorized Vehicles signs up around the forest. I never understood why. I figured it was because of the people who grow weed in there. But thats not why according to the cop. I must say that the officer was a real good man, ptl. He told us that some horse riders had gotten together and formed a club and decided to get a ban put on all motorized vehicles so they could enjoy the trails all to themselves. And to top it all off, the horse people hired the OPP (didn't think that was possible) to patrol the forest and fine people. Ok now I'm getting pissed.

What kind of selfish people would first of all, claim government property to themselves, and then hire the police to fine people that came on the property. That's just f-ing ignorant. These horses ass people are frikin rich and have thousands of acres of land and could buy more, they just like our trails. Now us off-roaders who generally don't have much money and can't afford land to ride on can't even go to the county forest to have fun.

I have some ideas about how to turn things around. The bottom line is that nobody is gonna kick me off property that I have every right to be on.

Attack of the bees, OH SH@T

2004-10-19T14:02:00.000-05:00

I must begin this blog with a warning, it may be a little morbid and I might just swear once or twice. Other that that its ok.

So last week I was trail blazing in the forest that me and my fellow dirt bikers ride in. Last year they logged a section of the forest and blocked portions of the trail with fallen trees and limbs (tree limbs, not the limbs of the loggers). This of course really sucks cause, well, you can't find the trail and then you get frustrated, then you usually get various vegetation wrapped around your neck and face while trying to make a path which leads to further frustration and your blood boils, which then fogs up your goggles and prevents you from seeing that low branch at about face level, and then you get leveled.

So I took it upon myself to clear the trail. It was a lot of work, 8 or so hours worth. So here's the part with the bees. On the first day I was out there, I was re-routing the trail around a fallen tree and only had two small tree's left to remove. I started hacking the second last tree. I suddenly realized that there was a buzzing sound and it was getting louder. Then I felt a sharp pain in my arm that was holding the machete. I looked at my arm, and it was being swarmed by wasp's!!! AAAAAAHHH FRICK!!! and ran like a scalded cat! Now somehow I out ran them, that isn't what normally happens. Trust me, I saw a friend of mine get swarmed. After we stopped laughing at him squirming on the ground a squealing like a pig, we went over and swatted the bees off him.

A Bee Fact : The person being attacked or swarmed is the target of the bees, therefore, you can help a person being swarmed by swiping or scooping, not hitting or smacking, the bees off of the victim and you yourself won't get swarmed as a result. Most of the time anyway.

So I was in the clear now but there were still two tree's in the way. What to do. I guess I tuned to flow or something but I realized that if I out ran the bees once, then I could probably do it again.

Attack Plan: Storm the remaining tree's and hack like crazy at them until buzzing sound is heard, then run like hell!

It actually worked, it just took some time and a lot of running. In the end I only got stung once. Not bad eh? The funniest thing is that the same thing happened the second day, only a different place, and different bees, and I still only got stung once. Good times...

I Subdued A Man

2004-10-14T16:01:00.000-05:00

Yes, thats right, I subdued a man, well helped actually.

The sh#t went down on sunday at tacf. I arrived late (as usual) and as I was about to walk into the service, Pastor Steve Long and Jason Schuler were exiting. Jason asked me to help them for a sec. I said "aight" thinking I was being selected again to move some sort of heavy object.

Then Pastor Steve said something about that he had spoke with the police, yes police, and they said that we could use whatever force necessary. This of course got my full attention. I inquired what was going down. Apparently some crazy dude was putting wacked out flyers on everyones car in the parking lot outside the church. We caught the dude red handed, then Pastor Steve yell for him to stop that imediatly while we ran towards him. The dude started fipping out and yelling at the top of his lungs so Pastor Steve grabed him. The dude began to struggle now and continued to yell. Then me and Jason jumped in on the action and held him from flailing around. It was quite the struggle for a three one one situation.

In the end Pastor Steve worked out a deal with the dude that either he would be arrested, or take every single flyer off all of the cars. Dude eventually agree after he ran out of wind and couldn't yell anymore.

So good times at church, I wish I could subdue someone every week now. Pastor Steve Long is the man. Not only is he good negotiating while being yelled at so profusely that spit is flying at him, he is also a crazy intense man for just grabing that dude like that. He's got some steel.

Are There Any Good People Left?

2004-10-12T12:03:00.000-05:00

So I went to look at another car, an Audi this time. I figured I try for something a little nicer. But wouldn't you know, another LIAR! This time ever worse, except it was only in Aurora. This guy told me that the car had a few dents and scrathes. I get there and the car is practically smashed. The front and back bumpers are smashed, the tail lights are smashed, even the windshield is smashed. The car was ready for the wreckers. I was so shocked that I just laughed in the guys face, told him the car was %$&#*!, and "good luck selling it", then left. Maybe I've lived a really sheltered life or something but I had no idea that people could be such liars. I guess they need Jesus.

No new car, some people are a-holes

2004-10-06T12:23:00.000-05:00

Yip, no new car. I drove all the way to Ottawa (5 plus hours) and it turned out that Randy is a big fat LIAR!! The car was a P.O.S. (piece of you know). I didn't brutally beat Randy's head in although I wanted to. I just...well lets recap the end of the conversation.

"Well Randy, I'm not gonna buy this car" said Steve while thinking that this guy has got to be the most ignorant person he's ever met.
"Oh, well I could lower the price a bit more" Randy replied in a weak voice.
"No, its not worth it, it needs way to much work" Steve said while shaking his head "You sure did paint a good picture of this car over the phone".
"Well I guess that that's problem with these long distance car deals eh" quipped Randy.
Steve thought to himself, almost out loud "No that's the problem with you being such liar" but didn't say it. "Well Randy, I'm gonna head home now, thanks for wasting my time".
"Sorry about that dude" replied Randy trying to sound innocent.
"Sure you are" barked Steve with a lot of sarcasm. Steve walked back to his truck and remembered the tire iron behind his seat and thought of how much damage he could cause to Randy's car, or limbs, but refrained because he remember that Jesus loves Randy to. So Steve forgave the man that had just ruined his weekend.

At least I took the scenic route home, kinda made up for it.

Gettin a New Car, Whoo!

2004-10-01T10:31:00.000-05:00

Yippers, gonna go check out a VW in Ottawa and probably buy it. It's old but sweet. Lots of goodies on it like racing seats, better suspension, and its all set up for a sweet sound system and best of all its got a passat engine in it so it's fast like stink. Yeah!

This afternoon I'm gonna go up to Barrie and see if I can get a job a the motorcycle dealership. They deal with street bikes, dirt bikes, ATV's, snowmobiles and those water jet little thingsas well. Might be a sweet place to work. We'll see. Maybe I'll stop in at the tourist info building cause there is a really fine girl that works there, I'll try the flirt and convert thing, haha.

Chillin with Mom today

2004-09-29T18:54:00.000-05:00

So I spent the day with my mom and aunt. They were like shopping and stuff. I think I gonna get a job. Or maybe it's good practice for going shopping with my chick, when I get one. Ok, that justifies it.

Last night Me and Tommy Boy went to Miaja and Bethany's and Andrea's house warming party. I think it was a sucessful "warming" cause there was loads of people there, including Pastor Mike, and it got pretty warm. Good Times. Another excellent gathering by those crazy girls, good job.

I made a profile, look at it, do it!

2004-09-28T16:11:00.000-05:00

Yep, made a profile. I like it. Do you?
Why does this thing think it's 2 o'clock? it's like 5!

Sarah got a Blog so I did to

2004-09-28T13:46:00.000-05:00

Wow this blog thing is harder than I thought. I have to think of stuff to put in this box now and all my friends are gonna read it. What if I put something stupid and everyone hates me because of it. Or what if I offend someone with one of my comments about something that happened on the weekend or when ever. I guess they would just send me to prayer and care. But what if they take away my cell leader badge and I can't get my discount in the book store any more. I had better really watch what I say. I hope Sarah doesn't think I'm copying her. Well I guess I am. What ever, my blog will be better that hers anyway. Oh, I know what I can type about, my fauxhawk, yeah!