#getyourpraiseon


I’ve made mention a few times on here that trying to explain the style of music that I enjoy is rather difficult. Thankfully I have a wife that has also embraced the bass and hangs out with me while messing with glo-sticks, hula hoops, and every other freak and geek you could ever imagine.

Truly that is the life of a EDM (Electronic Dance Music). I’m thrilled that even MC is to the point that she no longer requests that I “turn off that thump, thump stuff”. In the past year Darco and I were able to enjoy an evening under the neon lights listening to a band named Infected Mushrooms, the same band we haven’t quite heard the end of from our Bible study group.

Interestingly enough, in the area that we live in the scene for EDM tends to appear that it’s on a projected growth path. After Infected Mushrooms there was a giant, two day concert in the middle of the city featuring some major DJ’s. Personally, it’s humorous that I make mention that I listen to EDM, I usually hear “I’d never listen to that”, and then I point out that the majority of the music that someone listens to on a ‘pop station’ has been remixed and remastered by an EDM artist.

Anyways…

Last Saturday night, while enjoying a pretty cool festival with our friends from the brewery, my wife started to talk to a random woman. Somehow this conversation turned into tastes in music, and my wife (love her to death), gave the pitch about the EDM scene.

The next thing that happened transpired from something like this:

My boyfriend got us Bassnector tickets for this Thursday, but we both have to work.

Dude, that stinks.

I know, but…do you want them? Swing by on Tuesday night and grab them from the brewery.

Seriously!?!?!

Seriously

Somehow, someway Darco and I have landed tickets to Bassnectar (sold out by the way) for this Thursday. I don’t have school on Friday, so it’s not as if I’m concerned about the crazy early morning stuff compared to the usual.

Still, many of you like many of the people I know in real life, don’t seem to fully understand what this music is like. Naturally, it’s my duty to enlighten you by the video below:

-D-

XXXI: Straightening Out


Calm, warm Sunday.
I’m sitting at church, Darco is teaching a Sunday School class (incredible how much she’s grown), and I’m plotting out life in my head.

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Love my NumShirt!

Pieces of life swirl together, more and more of them are coming together. Darco starts her new position on Monday, meaning she’ll be carpooling with me to work from now on (that’s how close my school is to her new store). I’ll know tomorrow what I’ll need to do to apply for the full time IA position at the school, and will begin the process of becoming a full time district employee.
With the apartment lease up in May we’ll finally move to the city from where we currently reside. I’ll keep running, and hoping that Darco will join me, in the amount of free time through the week. We’ll start the process of enrolling me in a new college class to begin the reinstatement of my teaching certificate, so that I’m ready for the classroom come August of 2015. We’ll keep working with area families on a new church plant, and I’ll keep working with a local brewery on their marketability.
All the pieces are coming together to where “adulthood” will actually begin.

Hmmmm…just thought of a new shirt:

Eat. Sleep. Run. Repeat.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Revolving Doors


What. A. Week.
Crazy happy it’s Friday with no plans on Saturday (morning). Today I filled for a IA at the same middle school I’ve been at for…nearing five weeks now. The position I filled was actually held by the individual who is now the new science teacher.
I have little to no experience working in special education. Easily it’s the weakest area for me within the world of education. So, only through God’s humor, would it make sense for me to be in the IA (paraprofessional) position today. Of course, this also came with a frequent question:

Why don’t you just take over this IA position and work for the district?

I was informed today that as long as all the paperwork checks out I would be a primary selection for the job, with the expectation of having a real classroom at the beginning of the ’15-’16 school year.

It’s not easy, and this is something way out of my comfort zone. However, it’s an educational piece I need before actually teaching.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Peacocks


Why is it that the male peacock flares out its plumes?

We were discussing adaptation in my last day of lecture in science today. Learning that species either adapt to survive…or die. It was during this class, third hour specifically, that a student raised their hand with a response. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Passing By


There’s a couch in the front of the church that Darco and I attend. It’s grey, themed with the carpet and accented by the red chairs.

Darco is teaching Sunday School, 5 year olds to be precise, the atrium is filled with football scores and school scandals…some things just can’t be ignored.

I am an alien, a foreigner to this place. I do not exist in this realm, spinning webs of a world that I do not partake in. It’s about contests and competitions, winning, losing, and finding truth between the lies. As the sojourner I merely observe, finding struggles of integration. Perhaps I’m in need of rehabilitation, finding ways to operate within this space.

Instead, it only takes one, two individuals to speak with a forced sense of communication for me to relocate back to reality. Listening to their fears, concerns, and their heart reminds me that I’m human after all.

These are my Sunday mornings.

-D-