This was emailed to me by my homie and comrade in techno-wizardology, Erik Kianfar. Hey man, In response to your blog, About the part about calling it Xmas. I'm not sure if this is 100 percent correct but I learned it in World Religions class. So I hope it is. The X in Xmas actually means Christ in Greek or Roman or whatever language it was. So technically, writing Xmas is in whatever way you want to look at it, more correct than writing Christmas. What do you think? I think a couple of things, first of which is that saying its more correct is inaccurate, its just a different language. And secondly that even though that may be true most folk don't know that, that is why the joke in futurama works. It's seen as a less formal (false as that assumption may be) way of referring to this time of year. I suppose the point I'm really making is that if people did learn that Xmas was actually a reference to Jesus in itself, they'd find another way of referring to Christmas in a... I can't think of the right word, but less spiritually aware sense. Is that in any way cogent, I've just been in the car for 4 hours and I'm replying off the cuff so to speak but I'm sure you know what I mean.

Where's Jesus?

When did Christmas loose all of its spirit? When did it become purely secular? There's nothing wrong with people who don't necessarily believe in Christ celebrating their family and giving and receiving at this time of year, but when did we completely forget that this day is about celebrating the birth of a Manifestation of God? What I find truly upsetting is the notion that we should take the Christ out of Christmas altogether. What's wrong with it remaining a religious holiday? We wouldn't even think of taking Muhammad out of any Muslim Holiday or the religious aspect out of Hanukkah, so why are people getting het up about Christmas not being called Xmas? I myself do not profess the Christian faith but I do believe that If people want to celebrate their faith then we should all fuck off and let them. And maybe keep the parts we can agree with for ourselves without trying to tell them they should change their ways. Just me I suppose , but I think that Christmas is what it is because of where it came from and if that is taken away totally, then the only time of year people make an effort to think of others will (and maybe already has) become completely selfish and false beyond repair. So maybe cast your minds to Jesus once over this season, even if you don't believe in God, he still did some freakin cool stuff. And it may remind you why your buying someone something cool. It shouldn't be because it'll make you look good, but because It makes them feel good. Allah'u'abha Friends, enjoy the season of good will to all men, while you can...

On Bloging.

Why, having started a blog and enjoyed the maintenance of it have I consciously let it fall to the wayside of my interest? I still see and experience things and think "I'll blog that, that's some funny shit", and yet I've not blogged any of my hilarious escapades/shenanigans or en lightning and inspiring opinions on life the universe and everything in freaking ages. Leaving the Internet without my own caring and subtle use of profanity. Well that's me. God bless homies. Hahahahah I didn't answer my own question. Annoying isn't it.

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Sweet holy mother of Guitar based Justice...

...On a stick!!! This is the most wonderous thing I've ever heard. I had to share it, my only sorrow in this is that I cannot see the joy this will bring to your face myself. I will see these men live within a year! With God as my witness I will be that good...I hope.

Dat Lundon

Dat Lundon,
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I'm in the process of thanking God for how much my life rules... and part of that process is going through the photographic documentation of momments of ruleosity (its a word... you can't prove it isn't).

I took this foto oin Lundon ( I know, I know its a vernacular spelling)
On the night before I flew to Israel in june, it was a lovely night with a lovely Friend follwed by a lovely tomorrow, and I wanted to share it with the lovely people that read this blog.

Sweet.

Dude... Freakin' Tired!!!

This week I 'av been mostly doin'... Nuthin'

You know those weeks where very little happens, you don't have to work much, no one is really around and you just kinda vegetate. I FUCKIN HATE THOSE WEEKS... sorry I kinda lost my cool there. I feel (because that's why I started this post.) that I must explain.

I'm a lazy S.O.B. Its easy to ignore if your in a routine of earliness, you get more sun, get breakfast into you and I dunno its just easier to soldier on. Weekends are there for a reason,and they are brilliant, but living like that all the time, or for me, even 2 or 3 days of it, leaves my body clock a good 12 hours out of whack, gettin out of bed at 4 o clock in the EVENING?!? I really think that is the worst feeling in the world, and yet I do it, if I got nothin else on. I never leave people down and I never miss work if I have it, but if I'm left to my own devises, I stay up all night and sleep all day, it throws of the rhythm of my prayers, my weight lifting, my guitar practice, all the stuff that I do for me. Its ass. Fried ass. On stale bread. Nuff Said.

Its the fact that I like people, and work, and driving, and Being alive, part of society and feel that it has been enjoined on all of us to enguage in a trade or craft of some kind, to waste not our days in idleness and sloth... I know I've heard that somewhere before... Its also got a lot to do with the crippling sorrow that strikes in the late hours like some winged Lovecroftian Leviathan. Hemming me in on all sides stealing the screams from my lips and the Joy from my very sou-... Again, Lost the cool there. Joking aside though, you know what I mean, boredom can lead to a feeling that I think we are to quick to call depression, and the knowledge that I'm in control of that but still do the counterproductive things that lead me down that path is frustrating on a myriad of levels.

Though I freely admit that I would love to have a someone, even without them I am happy, my life is great, my family are great, my friends are great though distant and I'm in a great place, saving money to go to collage and really kick my life off, hitting the ground runnin so to speak.

Another disjointed unintelligible rant from a big ginger nerd. I enjoyed it, and you didn't have to read it but I hope you enjoyed it either way.

God Bless homies, be well. You Deserve it.

And now for something completly different....

So having resolved all the issues in my life that super sucked (1 basically) I am now free to look at how much I am blessed and also restart this blog, I love my blog.... I missed it. In terms of news... I have a wicked new job, I have a car on the road, I'm officially and kinda happily single and the band is going quite well. But really the only thing interesting that happened recently was going to Galway to help recruited at for the Baha'i society in the university there, that was truly brilliant. In 4 and a half hours my self and the 2 other folk I was working with must have introduced like 80 new people to the faith, 40 of them joined the society and half of them were genuinely interested in the faith, 3 of them were instantly enamoured. There was in some folk the obvious academic fear of faith and in that case we gave them chocolate, praised there attempt to protect themselves from scary stuff and told them the name of the website and bid them have a lovely day. The funniest thing that happened, in my opinion, was early in the day when a group of first years came up to enquire as to how to pronounce that word and we roped them into hearing about the faith. There was 3 guys and two girls and one of the guys was a long haired individual holding the communist manifesto in one hand and waring a Che T-shirt. This guy asked me, once I'd explained the unity of science and religion principle, how we felt about evolution, I was mid explanation when I had to sign up someone that one of my cohorts was speaking with, I said hang on 2 seconds, started the process and this guys yells "How can you believe that?" and tries to storm of expecting all his mates to follow, his friends immediately scold him for being close minded and then comeback late having deposited him somewhere. Two of the girls singed up and one of the guys and one of the dudes said he liked it but wasn't comfortable getting involved with religious stuff without more research, I again gave him Bahai.org and my Email and said if he needed any more info than is on that brilliant site I'd be happy to help. We gave them more chocolate and bid them farewell. The funniest thing I saw all day was the expression on that poor young mans face when he realised that he wasn't really the leader of his little gang just because he had joined the the Socialist Society.... haha I think I'm gonna be laughing about that for a long time. He was so cute, like a rabbit in headlights. In the interests of moving on with my heart, decisions have been made, not just by me but the were confirming in what I thought anyway, There are some funny stories there, but they are best saved for homie to homie interaction. I miss you guys so drop me a line, your pretty much all on facebook and if your not you know you have my Email so use it. Peace out, God Bless and Allah'u'Abha. Kev, the ginja ninja.