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Since I was spouseless tonight, I decided to take a trip downtown to see what there was to see. While there, I drove down Broadway through the "Historic Core" of Los Angeles, and what I found was quite interesting: The architecture, the lights at dusk, the busy-but-normal pace of the area. I do think I will be planning an LA day to explore downtown on foot. When I do, Broadway and 6th at dusk will be one of my stops.
  • Listening to: Cold Cave - The Great Pan is Dead
Today, God provided paying work for me to do. I have a new contract position starting on Monday.

Praise God. He is good.

Bonnie and I will be staying in California for a little while longer, it seems.

- Daniel
Jesus Christ, the Son of God and savior of the lost is mighty.

Bonnie and I are praying through my unemployment, and the Lord has given us a sense of calmness in this turbulent time. I have been reading through the book of Acts lately. It reads at a much faster pace than the gospels. So much was going on after Christ ascended that was chronicled in Acts. The people who followed Jesus' teaching went and lived like they believed and God did miraculous things through them.

The job market in California seems to be rather unresponsive. Not surprising considering that the unemployment rate out here is second only to Michigan. If I can't find work out here soon, Bonnie and I will be getting ready to move in with her parents in Texas by the end of May.

There is almost no readily-edible food in the kitchen. But somehow, there were enough ingredients to make a delicious batch of peanut butter and oatmeal cookies. They turned out like rich, nutty Sandies with a bit of body from the oatmeal. Very tasty recipe.

God is good. Things are interesting. Cookies taste delicious.

- Daniel
  • Eating: Peanut Butter Oatmeal Cookies
Hot chocolate with a touch of chipotle powder makes for a warm drink.

As I sit at my computer in the midst of some intense software development, I can't help but to ponder at life over my late-night beverage. To put it bluntly, I feel like a failure. I have a business under water, a growing mountain of personal debt with no income in sight (though not for lack of effort), and an ill wife.

But most of all, I feel broken, as if I were a porcelain vase smashed on unforgiving bedrock. Pieces of my façade are strewn all about and I cannot mend the fracture. This is what I have reluctantly prayed for, because it is at this point, I have nowhere to turn but to God.

I never know what to expect when I pray for God's will to be done. I couldn't have guessed how He would have answered my reluctant prayer. I look forward to what He plans to do with me.
  • Drinking: Hot chocolate with chipotle powder -- try it!
New York isn't very new. I wonder when they'll drop the "New" part and just call it "York." (Or maybe "York of America" or "The Better York" or "The Other York" or maybe "The Peppermint Patty and Shire-less York")

Oh, btw, I'm in New York.

- Daniel
It has begun. We've embarked on our cross-country trip and things are going along moderately well. I'm keeping my livejournal up to date with the travel status, so check that out.

I'll post a few photos that I took already when I get a chance.

- Daniel
Well, I went to Mexico for a weekend. It was pretty good, and I got a few good pictures. Check out the collection.

Now we're preparing for a cross-continent road trip. w00t!

Daniel
  • Listening to: Reporters commentating on So. California burning
I uploaded a couple of new panoramas from the wondrous Angeles National Forest. (And a photo from Zuma beach.) Let me know what you think.

Panoramas

I've been really busy lately. Work is good, life is good, God is good. If you can agree with at least one of those things, leave a comment saying so.

- Daniel
Dear pikab2001:

I don't really know how to tell you this, but you're a loser. I think I realized it we skinny dipped in your camping car and I saw you sit on my best friend. I'm sure you're senile enough to understand that your pimples are at the last stage. I'm returning the love letters to you, but I'll keep the oil stocks as a memory. You should also know that I always have felt dirty before our friendship .

Greetings to your freaky family,
thzinc

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Ok, so that was the weirdest mad lib ever... I still refuse to tag other people, but here's the explanation for this weird journal.
  • Listening to: The maddening sound of hold music
I'm on my way to Las Vegas to attend, and speak at, VMworld 2008. Woo!

- Daniel James
There have been a few new developments in the world of the James's:

1. I resigned from my job at Countrywide! My last day is the July 31. I'm stoked.

2. I will be working for Raideil! At home! Full time!

So yay!

- Daniel
  • Listening to: pandora.com
I blame calivinguy for this.

* 1. Post these rules.
* 2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about their self on their journal.
* 3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on the same journal.
* 4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
* 5. No tag-backs.

1. I hate being "tagged," or anything else that resembles comment spam
2. I like small cars
3. My wife likes to grope me on a daily basis
4. I like to keep up with her
5. I'm relatively double-jointed
6. I wear a size 17 ring
7. I have an Indian visa, but I have never left the continent
8. I prefer a trackball to a mouse

TAG
NO ONE! I'M DEFYING THE RULES! (and I don't know anyone who's not tagged already)

And if you don't know how to make icons by now, go to :iconliteratefanatic27: page and check it out on her journal. Cool? Cool.
I have a new set of photos of our cat, Rufus. If you like cat photos, check out the new set.
I have just finished uploading several photos from my trip to New York. Check them out in  New York 2007.

Enjoy,

- Daniel
  • Listening to: Random music from del.icio.us
To all of my friends and watchers:

Happy Holidays!

If you are of the persuasion to celebrate either Thanksgiving or Christmas, Merry Thankschristgivingmas!

Of course, according to decorations at Starbucks, it's been Christmas for about a month already...

Until next time...
-Daniel
  • Playing: Guild Wars
  • Eating: Stuffing

Howdy y'all! I jus' got back from shootin' off a bunch o' pictures of fireworks. They was shootin' them off in Valencia, CA in celebration of the American holiday, the Fourth of July!


Okay, enough of the American-speak... I did take several photos of fireworks tonight. Have a look at them and tell me what you think. Happy Fourth!
Well, my salutation won't change, but I am about to get married!

Bonnie Renea Murray James, here I come!

:-D
So, after approximately 131,568 miles of fun, joy, and experiences, I parted ways with my 2002 Volkswagen Jetta GL. Known by its "friendly" name, Baltismo was a great first car. Small, fast, and hard-working up until the end, I pushed Baltismo beyond its limits on several occasions. But continually pushing a car beyond its limits tends to leave you in a position to simply push your car. And push Baltismo, I have. In fact, Baltismo got tired of driving in reverse altogether...

Anyways, my friend calivinguy suggested we go check out the President's Day sales at the Honda dealership because I'd been eying the specs on the new 2007 Fit. After much deliberation, exasperation, anxiety, and five hours, I drove away from the Honda dealership with a 2007 Honda Fit and just over $13,000 in new debt.

But hey, I can reverse! (And in relative style...) I took a few pictures because that's what I do. Overall, I think it's a pretty spiffy car. (And, as calivinguy continually points out, it's a copulationmobile that will be put to use quite shortly...)

...

Now, I need your help! My late car, Baltismo, had a spiffy name based on its color, "Baltic Green." I would like to bestow a callsign upon my new Fit, but I don't know what to call it. Give me your suggestions. (The specific color of the car is "Nighthawk Black Pearl," if you have any creative names based off of that.)
In just a bit more than a month, my soon-to-be wife and I will be wed in holy matrimony.

In just a bit more than a month, these late nights will not be so terribly lonesome.

In just a bit more than a month, I won't long for a woman who is 1,400 miles away.

In just a bit more than a month, my bed won't feel like a vast, empty wasteland.

In just a bit more than a month, in the middle of the night, my hand won't have to search more than a few inches for her hand.


In just a bit more than a month, my companion and I will be united.

The anticipation is killing me.


I don't think I ever realized how important physical touch was to me. It's about so much more than sex or "carnal pleasures." I find myself longing to just hold her hand. Her tiny, delicate hand that fits so well in my palm. There's an electricity I feel when she touches me. It's so difficult to explain, but it's so very much there. When I stroke my fingers up her arm, she gets goosebumps and I get electrifying chills. When I hold her close, I feel as though every breath is filled with her.


(Long dissertation on my childhood and the development of my love languages omitted.)