Mobile Minutes: #whatsyourblue


Can’t sleep.
Shocker.
I was thinking about the video releasing tomorrow on YouTube about my adventures of dying my hair blue. That got me thinking about the title, “What’s Your Blue”. Basically, what makes you, you? Sounds cliche, but we’re so wrapped up in backing this, that, or the other cause that we’ve completely lost our own unique identity.

Wouldn’t it be cool if people randomly painted their toenails, fingernails, or hair blue? Maybe even just wore something that was blue, and took a photo explaining what makes them, them? It’d be a cool sociological digital media event.

It’s probably another lost pipe dream, but it’d be pretty epic…

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-D-

Mobile Minutes: I’m Blue


Recently I’ve been trying to figure out what fun I could have with the shrubbery that’s currently growing on my face. I haven’t shaved my beard, or trimmed it, since…April I think? I’m not going to trim it down to ‘normal’ again until the day before school starts this year (August 13th).

This means that I’ve got approximately seven weeks to mess around. Today, I stumbled across a spammy piece of internet material that had to do with a growing trend of men dying their beards blue. I did the math and realized that I have the time to do something this foolish and still have fun. So, the vote was started on Facebook and it currently stands at 7-2 in favor of dying my hair a teal, neon blue. I have the people to assist with the proper knowledge and the supplies is available.

I’m thinking this weekend…

Come on, when was the last time you did something reckless and fun?

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Honey I’m Good


Towards the end of the school year I began to hear this song on the local, alternative radio station. Darco said it was catchy, but I was quick to condemn because of what I heard, what station it was associated with, and overall because I hadn’t had my prune juice that day.

Today I decided to watch the video.

I’m sharing it as a testament of saying that I was wrong in first perception of the song. The music video truly speaks the language of what the song is about.

My only regret is that Darco and I were not in the music video…

-D-

Mobile Minutes: He’s Alive


There are so many vivid memories of my childhood, Easter holds some of my favorites:

-Fighting with MC on dressing up…every…single…year…
-Fighting with MC on family pictures…every…single…year…
-Crazy early Easter services…church when the sun hasn’t even come up…
-Crying children during the sermon…
-Anita, a kind old soul at the church grew up at, hitting “He’s Alive!” three octaves above the congregation…
-Becoming old enough, and potentially mature enough, to begin to grasp the understanding of the incredible relationship I share with Christ. The humbling reality that I have no control over this borrowed life.

He has risen, indeed.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: High Life


Over 150 miles driven…
Slept in a parking lot, inside a car for three hours…
Slept on a couch for an hour…
Had a Ruben in the form of a calzone…
Ate 1/2 pound of butter toffee peanuts…
Had my feet popped, multiple times…
Raced Lego cars…
Fried my first chicken…
I’m barely still awake.

That’s a solid day in my book.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Feet Out


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Only part of me you can make out...the white legs

This is my morning. On the constant agreement to only take one vehicle into the city I was blessed with traveling with Darco to her job…at 4:00 AM this morning. I had a doctor’s appointment at 9:45, so couldn’t justify added travel expenses. So…outside her store you could see my feet sticking out the car window and I peacefully slept in the car for another three hours.

It’s at least a good spring break story.

-D-