Just Over the River...

There was an old who lived in a Home,
Marbles had he lost, mind simply gone,
Lives over the river just 3 blocks down,
Wondering where he left his coat at.

His suitcase left up in the carpenter shop,
95 years old with children his age,
A mother still living at 106,
And somewhat aware that he lost his marbles.

Wanting a ride out,
thinks we're his ticket out,
Following us down the hall,
By the sound of our music.

An epically funny old man,
asked by a lady to back out of her room
without a beat, replied he;
"I would, but I don't know where back is."

Now Christmas vacations be upon us;
Oh, George, you shall be missed,
And thus until next year,
We bid you a fond adieu.

And now when I glance upon a river,
My thoughts shall be turned to you,
Of your home near the river
And the laughing we all shared.


So yeah, George is a guy in a nursing home in Orem. I usually go with some friends on Sunday to sing to people there; hymns and Christmas carols, and George is just a funny, rad old man.

I'm innocent, you see, innocent!

It was a long weekend, I apologize for not updating. I have to report that I won't be the 12 Days of Christmas like I did last year. I'm too tight for money at the moment.

But... to sort of make up for it, in which nothing can be proved. I'm totally innocent. But there's this girl in the ward who is cool. She's shy, like me, but goes to all the social things, and tries to be social. Anywho, she apparently is suffering from a lack of food. Something I read on her facebook status (it was on my main page. That and I like to read statuses so I can humorously reply) and through talking to her, I, and some others, learned she was low on food.

So by hiring a stealth ninja to deliver the goods in the middle of the day, in which my involvement in said process with others is unconfirmed, the ninja delivered some non-perishables collected by those who hired the ninja.

I just thought this would be something nice to share as it is the Christmas season and all. Not that I had anything to do with it of course. There's word that it may have been a group effort and the ninja was imported from Japan. Or maybe not. Rumors are weird that way.

So... nothing to see here, please mosey on away. Thank you very much.

180°

Just to be brief as I am out of time at the moment.

I find it interesting that even though everyone has their own issues, their own problems, we don't consider those people like that. I mean you do a search for a name in facebook and you can come up with with over 500 people that match that name. Or, in my case, in boredom I was browsing random BYU groups, reading stuff on their discussion boards and even looking at some people's pictures but beyond that I didn't consider them at all beyond the picture presented. Just some abstract face I don't know and am thus indifferent too. That over the internet I would treat as indifferent, or maybe less than dignified. So I was just glancing, wasting some time until I clicked on a girl's profile, a fellow BYU student's profile that I had viewd and noticed she had a blog.

Now being the blog reading type that I am, I clicked on the link and began to read, expecting some attempted humor like I do occasionally, something to poke fun at all the stress that goes on. But that isn't what she wrote. I won't say what's going on, except suffice to say that's she's been having a rotten summer so far.

And reading it made me feel guilty because just a few moments ago I was just casually brushing by her facebook profile as if she were nothing at all.

And then I came to the realization that every single person has something going on in their life, some problem. And I've been too focused on my own blunders and getting back into school in the fall that I lost track of what is important, how I should be treating others, how I should be helping them instead of objectifying them or filling my day with trivialities.

It is a metaphorical slap in the face for me to man up and get doing what I am supposed to be doing instead of focusing on my own past blunders.

So I hope that in the future I express more optimism for the future, that as my attitude changes that this blog reflects it.

And so for those of you I know, I apologize for the times I have slighted you, big and small and hope you'll forgive me.


Sincerely Sam, the Nanti-SARRMM