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coincidence in an answer

i went on a road trip with friends last week and during the ride one of my buddies had this little book of questions.  Some of them were no brainers.  Some of them really made you think.

One of the questions was: Name a person who has had a great influence on you.
The friend asking the questions answered saying his parents or something to that effect. The other friend of mine said his daughters.

Normally I would have said something like that or maybe my high school band director, an early music teacher perhaps. But I went with the first person that first entered my mind in a quasi Rorschach inkblot fashion.

The first name that came to mind was Dr. Randy Pausch.

I found out yesterday that the day these friends of mine and I played this game of asking questions, Dr Randy Pausch died.

I would consider myself successful if I could leave just half as important a legacy as he did.
What an amazing human being.


The Deistette in Texas

So a few posts ago I mentioned that I met someone. Lazy Buddhist made a comment saying something to the effect of “… well, whoever she is, she is a very lucky girl to have met you.” Thanks LB… it’s really, really sweet of you to say.

Soooo… with that comment in mind, I thought I would tell you a little bit about who she is.

I found her through yet another attempt at a dating website. And despite her profile saying she is 27 (ouch…), with two young sons (double ouch), a Christian (ouch!… like being kicked in the ding ding) and living in a small town on the other side of the state, I thought what the hell, I’ll write to her just to see.

Well, she wrote back! And in the almost month that we’ve been e-mailing, texting, sending pictures and talking on the phone I’ve gotten to know a lot about her.

Physically, she isn’t quite the type of woman I would normally date. Not that I’m not attracted to her physically, because I am very much so, it’s just, only on a couple of occasions have I ever dated a girl who is so…

hmmm… how to put this… so…

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a mad lib poem by The Deist

My blog peep Melon Girl, found this from another blogger and posted her results. This is quasi meme-ish and so I thought I’d give it a whirl. I read her poem a couple of days ago but wanted to wait so I could get her example out of my head and attempt something as fresh as possible. You know… cuz it seemed like i already had the answers to the questions.

I’m quite pleased with my results. I had to tweak the conjugation of the original poem by Rainer Maria Rilke for my words to fit but besides that I changed nothing from my first attempt. Seeing how it turned out the only thing i would change is “dancing” to “screaming” to continue the opposites or balanced theme from the previous lines.

Pretty cool… thanks Little Miss French Horn. Continue reading

as one dies another is born

When I was in high school i had quite a few friends, mostly because I was in the band, and that time in my life holds fond memories for me. I’m fortunate in that regard because I know a lot of people whose high school memories are ones of angst, dislike mixed with feelings of inferiority and inability to fit in.

But being a band geek, i had a tribe of accepting friends who never made me feel like the dork I really was…. perhaps “still am” is more accurate.

But there were four girls who were not in the band that I also ran around with and they accepted me into their little circle. One overweight, rather bubbly and quasi popular girl…Lisa T. One very overweight, very bubbly and not so popular girl… Dena. One very tall (six feet) lanky diamond in the rough drill team member… Lisa L. and another drill team member Phyliss, who had moderate success breaking into the popular crowd until she moved away our junior year. Continue reading

half way through

so my blog hit the one year mark a couple of weeks ago and I posted a little Beatles birthday rendition in honor of that.

So with the blog hitting a milestone I thought I’d spruce things up here a little. Sorry LB… we’ll always be hand twins and like you said… now i can be your big brother. : )

At the beginning of the year i said had a little new year’s list I was hoping I could keep up with.

Well, the music thing has been going along ok. I get out at least once a month and play in public like I wanted to and have even finished a couple of songs I had noodling around in my head after joining a songwriter’s group in The Woodlands, Tx.

I’ve been riding my bike pretty regularly. I’ve really been enjoying getting on the bike the past couple of months. From the start of the year I’ve only put about 250 miles on the road though. That might explain why I haven’t lost any more weight like I said I wanted to do. So I lost about 10 pounds rather quickly but plateaued soon after hitting that mark. But getting on the bike has helped me in the last item on my list.

Walking my spiritual path hasn’t been exactly where I’d like it to be but at least I’ve been keeping the dust out of my little sacred space. Getting on my bike though gives me an hour to kinda get inside my head and think through stuff so that’s good. I step inside the Sacred Space at least enough to keep the plants in there from dying. I’ve been thinking for months I need to take some pics so I can show LB.

Wow, so we’re halfway through ’08. You know… I know what’s gonna happen. Once I get my crap together and turn into an enlightened, very svelte guitar playing god…. 2012 will come around and the whole world will end.

[Deist wonders to himself if 2012 is just hype]

reverting to childhood

I’ve been accused by more than a few people (blog peeps and local peeps alike) of being a 12 year old boy trapped inside a 40 year old body.

I’m sorry… I can’t help but laugh though when I play this game.  And I am NO gamer.  It’s just not my thing.  I have too much stuff to do over wasting time online playing games but THIS!…

I don’t even care if I die.  I just like pushing the up arrow to hear the sound. LOL!  Sorry… everyone’s got a little bit of 12 year old mentality inside though don’t ya think.

Happy Birthday to me !!!!

Well, look at me, the Deist in Texas blog is a whole year old. I can hardly believe it. I mean, this is actually my third attempt at blogging and i wasn’t really sure if I’d keep at it. I guess what they say is true…. third time’s a charm. Not sure what changed with this one but I think I finally got my head around the idea of just writing whatever was in my head…. whatever weird little ideas were floating around in there.

I can’t help but think part of the “sticking” process was starting this one on WordPress. I loves me my wordpress. I like the stats it gives and the little extras, although i hate the new design of the dashboard.

Anyway, I thought it would be kinda interesting to look at the stats: Continue reading

a hole in my sole

these have been good friends to me. I’ve walked (as you can see) quite a few miles in them.

I’ve been through the Texas Hill Country, the streets of downtown Chicago, southern California… a Dave Matthews concert or two, the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo, a few county fairs, dozens of first dates (not many second ones) : )

But the end of an era has come and i’ve finally come to grips with the realization that all good things come to an end.

And so i bid farewell to my trusty Justin Ropers Continue reading

another wedding

My best friend… my closest, dearest very best friend got married recently. It was bitter sweet.

I have known her for almost 23 years. That fact alone is amazing to me.

I met her when she was 17… just a girl. She was a senior in high school and I, a freshman in college. She had come up to visit her brother who I knew through the music department and I was smitten at first sight.

Apparently she was, too. We were inseparable when she came to school the next fall. For three years we were together. At different times in those three years, we were in the band together although she was not a music major. We worked together although i was not a very good waiter. And we lived together for a year… neither one of us very good at compromise. Children playing house we were.

She transferred to Texas A&M and we kept a long distance relationship, talking of marriage and were making plans for the future. We mad God laugh. Continue reading

cyclists hit in South Texas, one dead

This is an unbelievable tragedy and something I fear as I get on my bike near my neighborhood in the evenings. A number of times I’ve had vehicles come dangerously close and for no reason other than to just be assholes.

The above picture however does not capture the moronic behavior of an ignorant redneck, cell phone using teen or just plain dumb ass.

No, it captures the act of a criminal… hopped up on drugs and drunk off his ass.

I’m afraid the Texan in me comes out when i see or hear of something like this and the UU in me gets placed to the rear.

My thoughts about what should happen to this person goes against what most UUs think about the value and worth of life. It goes against the Buddhist thought of not inflicting pain or suffering on sentient beings. It goes against my own thought of not harming others…

but this son of bitch should fry.

[Deist shakes his head and rubs his sore knee from yesterday’s 10-mile bike ride]