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I have retired from the web et al.

Dear friends,

I have retired from the web [and IT] (except [for] work, duh?!) so no more facebook, twitter, this blog or new gadgets to better my life [so that I can become lazy and let the gadget do all the work for me]. I have closed MY access to these web things, but you will all [still] be able to view them.
If the need arises, you may keep in touch via either Skype or email.

Perhaps one of the motivations for this is that I’m going to be restructuring my life – I am going to be ME, and no one else. Nothing less!!

See you all in REAL life – bye for now,
Malcs
PS. Feel free to ask me why. Don’t be shy!

Tuesday the twenty ninth of November two thousand and eleven

My week started on Friday – it was a great start!

After my meeting, which went very well, I drove home. Once I found my notes, drawings and measurements my Dad and I went to my supplier for the lighting rig at church. People who believe and have faith in Jesus are really, really amazing! I’m getting a brilliant deal – Praise God!!!
My supplier allowed us to take a trunk(ing) – have no idea what ONE is called – so on Saturday we managed to test our theories with something physical. It worked!

I won’t share everything that I did on Sunday – I’ll only share the highlights!
I learnt how to programme and use my two scanners (a light with a moving mirror). WOW! I didn’t expect them to be so effective from so far away, but then I did test them at home and found that a 60W LED has quite some throw! I also learnt that the feature to black-out when the mirror moves can be quite effective in one use, and then quite distracting to “follow” the actor who goes to the other side of the stage. If only I knew that that would happen – would have been able to disable the black-out feature for that scene.
True to the tradition of Eastside carol services, the rain came pouring down! Through the many lessons learnt the service was inside the shed, so we didn’t feel a drop… Except I had to park my car under the eaves by the kitchen door – I still got wet, but my equipment stayed dry!

Yesterday I had wanted to write about Sunday, but I didn’t get as far as I would have wanted : more than a sentence! I developed a bit of a rash, which I’m told was due to stress. I decided to let God worry and care about my application – less stress [; o )

Last night I ate lamb sosaties - most spectacular.
This morning my body let me know that it does not dig rich food - sigh...
[I will spare the details]

I have been in and out of the bathroom today, and I have hardly touched my lunch. I have also had lots of internal support today. And now I sit behind this keyboard. Just sit.
I want to go home now – nice draft!?!

Now I’m lying on my bed, looking into my phone. Everything is a blur, but I know the QWERTY keyboard well.

I loaned Ett my lighting gel samples. Ett was over the moon! What a special person that Ett is; an amazing friend.
It is almost like I’m awaiting the results of an HIV/AIDS test – potentially life changing.

Tonight I sought after answers and came across Matthew 24 – you never know the hour of Jesus return. The sentences from verse 48 stood out for me – I’m like that servant who is out partying and beating the other servants. Now that I know, I’m turning around. Constantly rejecting my old self and attempting to celebrate the new relationships.

That’s all for now folks!

This is mundane

I don’t have to do this and I won’t keep going, because everyday I’m reminded of my failures during the day. When I’m typing that I haven’t read my bible because I missed out on going outside today at lunch time, I don’t quite feel like taking a look at the book.

I know that if I stop for one day then I’ll stop for a long time and this blogging thread shall wither away to nothing.

I don’t really have much excitement about counting each day. I battle to start typing at a decent time, and most nights have been early mornings.

This is kinda like television, but I’m producing the ‘show’ that you read. I’m trying to get rid of TV. I’m trying to learn banjo while I have a persistent injury in my right wrist. What’s my point? Killing the TV is like trying to blog only after a successful banjo practice – it doesn’t happen. My hand is not what it used to be, although my thumb and forefingers still work well.

Well done for getting this far.
It seems as though it is easier to give up than to continue.
Here I’ll end what you could call day 3?

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