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Sorry, I was at a loss for words to describe this entry. I think it would be impossible for me to catch everyone up on the last few weeks. It might be better to just talk about the past few days. I'm not much for keeping things in succession anyway. And if Joey's reading, yes the Math is owning and I don't allow numbers to rule. I'm drawing lines, declaring wars, and letting it rip.

Last night, we hung out with the Ruby's to celebrate Andy's birthday. Filet migon, and leg of lamb served with garlic butter potatoes, green beans,and even some salad on the side. C'est magnifique! The mint apple sauce for dipping the lamb in was quite good. Listen to me I sound like a Briton. Anyway, it was good to hang out with Jon, Vicki, and the kids.

Wednesday I spent all of the day touring Univ. of Ottawa, which I've dubbed the name "U.F.O.", b/c if you say "U. of O." fast enough it sounds like that. You know what, shut up, it's funny...your mom is a dork. Anyway, it was a blast running around finding what student ministries were on campus. There's quite a few, and it looks like they actually do things like food, sports, bible studies, etc. The only bummer is no physical shred of evidence that IV (Intervarsity) is there. They have a website, but that's as much as I've seen in my two day excursion of the two BIG campuses (U.O., and Carleton). Thursday, I stopped by to find out when the clubs would be out, and decided to go take a guided tour of Carleton with Dave. The cool thing about Carleton is you can take a train to get there. People must take for granted the beautiful green landscape that covers this place. My eyes eat it up with a spoon. How's that for weird illustrations? You didn't know your eyes could get hungry did you? Anything is possible in Canada. And I do mean anything. At two different times I saw someone whom I will describe as "Moe-man". It's not quite woman, it's not quite man, and unfortunately it's not really Pat either. He stretches for the old SNL skit that no one knows about on third base, and he's...tagged out. Sigh. No, it's moman. The scary thing is that it's a biological mix match. And that's where I'm going to stop talking about that subject, and move on to a new one.

Fresh asparagus anyone? Ha ha. You have to keep reading, you have to keep reading. It's nice to have a captive audience. La la la, la la la. Hey, I have to put up with cute little girls running around singing, so you have to as well.

So later that wednesday, I went to the Jericho Road Coffehouse. It's always a good ego check. Rosa, a caucasian lady in her mid thirties, with eyes bulging to each side, was telling me about how she was born deaf, but then regained her hearing from a surgery when she was 16. She told me all this, b/c the worship was too loud for her, since once the volume got to a certain level, it was just noise. She also talked to me about her family line that goes across Europe and elsewhere. I tried to imagine her as a successful business woman in a suit, impressing me with her riveting life. I guess I got the idea from a movie called "The Boys Next Door." Afterwards, Colin picked me, and a couple of other guys up to go bowling. Now, in Canada, they do mini bowl. Apparently, in the States, we are all Neanderthals for using heavy bowling bowls with 3-5 holes in them. Whatever. I'm about as good at mini-golf as my friend Matt is at Nertz...terrible. Monica is a great competitor though. She won the first round, and said the scores for the other two didn't count. I played her in Air Hockey, along with five other ppl who lost, but in the second round I almost got her at 5-7. If you're reading this, I'm gonna take you down. I want a re-match!

Thursday, we hung out with Dave who pretty much knew all the peep's with Campus crusade. I've discovered that this campus group, Campus Crusade for Christ, has been rocking it at both schools. Randy, who had faithfully trekked with me for a day and a half, wanted to break off for the rest of thursday. The cool thing is later in the day, I found another christian club "Campus Prayer", and met two good looking black believers. A-men. I have gotten so tired of vanilla, I'm glad Jesus has some chocolate up in Ottawa U. So, I got some time by myself, and realized that I wanted to go to the schools music library to check out Handel's "Dettingen Te Deum". I was reading about it in Francis Schaeffer's "Art and the Bible." It was really really good. Life changing in fact. My creativity has now exponentially grown after listening to that chorale work, in context with Schaeffer's timely writings. God is way interested in the Arts, but their place is under His authority. Even if you're not the artsy-fartsy type, you might benefit by reading his book. It's really good.

So, both days were really long, but good. I couldn't hold out on Thursday night for one of the many bible studies on both college campuses. So, I decided to head for home on the bus.

Friday I woke up and felt every step of the staircase. It was really pathetic. I got a chance to work on my worship set for Friday, and be ready to practice with Randy a.k.a. "The Conga Kid" that night. After dining at Ruby's, Andy dropped me off at Randy's house. I had a long talk with Brian about music, awesome times of worship where God's presence was better than the notes, and creative Pastors who saw a place for addicts who needed community. Good stuff. I hope I get a chance to jam with him. He couldn't play that night, b/c he's taking lessons on the drums, and he has a pretty rigorous practicing schedule. So, me and Randy went through the set,and then some. We were going to watch "Cinderella Man", but unfortunately the dvd player was possessed. It kept turing off, and on saying reading. This is an uncommon thing, and had never happened before. Eventually, we gave up on the player and caught an episode of the simpsons. Good times. Afterwards, I went to bed.

Isabelle, is telling me it's time to eat homemade pizza that my brother just made. I'm sorry, but I have to go make sure that pizza gets some love.

Peace.