Thoughts Upon Return
It feels great to be home. I really appreciated the time away, trust me, and the nice weather was extremely nice too. The car trips were more easily handled with the CD's I was given. thank you so much to those who took the time to make me them. i really appreciate that. A big family is nice most of the time, but most of you can atest that there are times when your family just drives you out of your mind. and when you all are in close proximitities for long periods of time, some just cant handle it. i survived, i guess.
While in Florida we went to the beach and I even saw an alligator! it was awesome. i wasnted to see a big one, but it only took about 15 minutes upon arrival that we saw one sunning itself on a fountain in the middle of this lake that was only about 30 feet across. the fountain was attached to the land by this cord, and i wanted to pull on it to see the gator move. i started down toward the water and all i saw was all these bubbles starting in a line toward me. that was pretty disconcerting, so i backed off pretty fast.
I had my first real experience in Halo 2, and i took it in a large dose. We stayed with my sister's boyfriend while were there, the boys did that is, and there were two consecutive nights of 2 a.m. mornings where we had been up playing X-Box. prolly a total of 10 hours of Halo last week. I am not that good, but i loved it. We went to the beach, which was a new experience for me, and that was really cool too. it was overcast but it was still 75 degrees, so i wasnt complaining. i got a mediocre tan but that wasnt really the important thing.
Through the whole trip though, from the girl on the highway to the peeing in the ocean story, all and all it was a good trip. I could have sworn that i gained 5 pounds, at least, but it turns out i may have ended up losing weight. how depressing. the story of my life i guess. on the way home, my eyes were opened to the number of roadside memorials that were along the highway. i probably saw 12-15 during a 7-8 hour stretch which isnt very exciting, but being the spastic writer i am, which is probably more accurately described as being picky and needing heavy inspiration, i decided to write, so here is what i came up with.
Crosses Aren't Enough
Along the road, symbols of death,
the signs point to lives of those lost.
Point in the direction of a simple truth,
Truth that escapes none and Touches most.
Blood. It is everywhere. Used to paint the picture
A picture that reflects the events unwitnessed by those onlooking.
Innocent eyes wonder, as minds try to grasp total understanding.
1, 2, 3.. 5.. 10 crosses, of victims remembered near the road now crossing.
Free from guilt but not of sorrow
Dissatisfaction with the earth we all live on.
Courage and integrity live on, but how
can justice be served to reality without compassion?
No symbol can describe who a person was.
The full context of their character living through
An insignificant wooden crosspiece that
No more says Buddhist more then Jew.
Perspective lives in those who have truly seen
The manitude of love of this unknown who's passed.
A murderer? Drug felon? Pastor, friend?
Only to be known when our own time ends.
It relates also to humans as well. It is sometimes hard to tell just who someone really is just by what they say or do. many times people put up a "cross" to give the impression that people want to see. Sometimes it is impossible to tell whether one may see that person in heaven or not. harsh reality i am sorry, but it is true.
HAppy Easter. Hope everyone can make a smooth transition back into the whole school thing. Im sorry it has to happen too. Oh well, til next time...
P.S. Everyone should come to Stugo basketball game next Saturday at 6 @ Topeka High. IM GONNA PLAY!!
While in Florida we went to the beach and I even saw an alligator! it was awesome. i wasnted to see a big one, but it only took about 15 minutes upon arrival that we saw one sunning itself on a fountain in the middle of this lake that was only about 30 feet across. the fountain was attached to the land by this cord, and i wanted to pull on it to see the gator move. i started down toward the water and all i saw was all these bubbles starting in a line toward me. that was pretty disconcerting, so i backed off pretty fast.
I had my first real experience in Halo 2, and i took it in a large dose. We stayed with my sister's boyfriend while were there, the boys did that is, and there were two consecutive nights of 2 a.m. mornings where we had been up playing X-Box. prolly a total of 10 hours of Halo last week. I am not that good, but i loved it. We went to the beach, which was a new experience for me, and that was really cool too. it was overcast but it was still 75 degrees, so i wasnt complaining. i got a mediocre tan but that wasnt really the important thing.
Through the whole trip though, from the girl on the highway to the peeing in the ocean story, all and all it was a good trip. I could have sworn that i gained 5 pounds, at least, but it turns out i may have ended up losing weight. how depressing. the story of my life i guess. on the way home, my eyes were opened to the number of roadside memorials that were along the highway. i probably saw 12-15 during a 7-8 hour stretch which isnt very exciting, but being the spastic writer i am, which is probably more accurately described as being picky and needing heavy inspiration, i decided to write, so here is what i came up with.
Crosses Aren't Enough
Along the road, symbols of death,
the signs point to lives of those lost.
Point in the direction of a simple truth,
Truth that escapes none and Touches most.
Blood. It is everywhere. Used to paint the picture
A picture that reflects the events unwitnessed by those onlooking.
Innocent eyes wonder, as minds try to grasp total understanding.
1, 2, 3.. 5.. 10 crosses, of victims remembered near the road now crossing.
Free from guilt but not of sorrow
Dissatisfaction with the earth we all live on.
Courage and integrity live on, but how
can justice be served to reality without compassion?
No symbol can describe who a person was.
The full context of their character living through
An insignificant wooden crosspiece that
No more says Buddhist more then Jew.
Perspective lives in those who have truly seen
The manitude of love of this unknown who's passed.
A murderer? Drug felon? Pastor, friend?
Only to be known when our own time ends.
It relates also to humans as well. It is sometimes hard to tell just who someone really is just by what they say or do. many times people put up a "cross" to give the impression that people want to see. Sometimes it is impossible to tell whether one may see that person in heaven or not. harsh reality i am sorry, but it is true.
HAppy Easter. Hope everyone can make a smooth transition back into the whole school thing. Im sorry it has to happen too. Oh well, til next time...
P.S. Everyone should come to Stugo basketball game next Saturday at 6 @ Topeka High. IM GONNA PLAY!!
posted by Andrew Crandall at 10:43 AM
11 Comments:
Topeka!!!
It's kelsums
Hey, i totally agree w/ u about the whole people wearing the cross for looks thing but i won't go into that now. We can save it for a "late niter";)
Anyways, so i noticed you didn't comment on my last blog entry. I was crushed. You always comment, i just expect it now. You will have to go fix that. but ya, i'll talk to ya later..maybe tonite?? if your goin to YL. and when am i gonna get my stuff from Florida?!?
You will get the ball, and you WILL score. i promise, and guarantee it. its true there may be a slight bit of hogging, but not too much. i guess i am not privvy to those who dont mention you, unless you are speaking more in the direction of vocal underscoring of your presence. it was unintentional, i assure you. work sucks, sorry. you really need to blog tho. lots has happened, as you, of all people, know full well. but i do have a question about first hour today... ill ask you tomorrow.
so this is odd....i thought i posted a comment, but i guess not...hmmmm or u deleted out. ouch burn. lol. no, but it said it's good to have u back crandall. oh, and u neeeed to check out my xanga with the picts and music. it's sick-nasty haha have a good one
It's kels,
some kid on here called you drew. can we call you drew? cuz i like the name drew.
anyways, what's mugging? cuz apparently i did it to u on the way home monday. and when did i cut you off?!? you were in front of us the whole time. and were you at the light at 29th and gage w/ me? were you in front of me? or were u even there?...i'm so confused. ah well. YL was fun! there's so many cool people there. and thanks for giving me my "florida stuff". It was cool that you got me something. even tho it does reek.;)
so ya those spit bubbles of urs have GOT to go! lol grrroooosss! i especially liked it when that one came zipping by my face and almost landed on it! haha good times. well u need to update again.~hannah
rach here
It's weird because this is the third comment from rach and/or kels, but I wanted to say something anyway. I was happy to see you at YL and I'm real glad your trip went so well. The ocean is a wonderful place, is it not? Ask anyone and they'll tell ya that the ocean is my absolute favorite place; probably because it's such a rare treat to go. I can really relate to your poem. Good stuff.
Also, I must say that you've somehow managed to get 10 comments on this one post and I am jealous.
hmmm andrew, so this makes 12 comments now, eh? i just wanted to give you a reality check so you don't get any cockier, i've completely passed you up on hits! hehehe
Sorry to disappoint you staci, but actually this is the second hit counter i have had. the other one was weak and like limited itself at some point so add 364 to my hit count then tell me one more time... lol, jk, but really there are 364 more.
Cool blog, interesting information... Keep it UP »
That's a great story. Waiting for more. » » »
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