Wednesday, April 19, 2006

My assingment....

Death Be Not Proud

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so,
For those whom you think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we take eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.

John Donne (1572-1631)


I am, some how suposed to be able to explain this poem. Not simply go throug it giving the meaning of each line and complicated word. But more. What more? Diction? Not important to the assingment, not entirely at all. Maby a fraction, a small one that is. Confused, you ought to be, if you are not, do enlighten me. I havn't the slightest clue really.

Death of Logic

An attempt. I sit afront of my desk, wars in my head. A clue upon this battlefield one simply can not find. Is there one? I think not. It would be a fools game if such were so, not a man's war. Carnage bread from the flesh of a much wiser fool. Yes, a wise fool, one who knows man. He hast' done this of his own dooing, no mistake. The blood that is spilt upon this day does not run red from a gash in my flesh. But it runs, from my mind, colour and destination we know not. Mortal injury, nay, it is simply a hack at thoughts. One silver bullet imbedded in my logic. A destination? No, it would be all to simple to repair if it were to stop. It teases the man! Yes, it grasps at him and makes the fool coward. ME? A fool? Perhaps it is so. This battle is not ment to be imortal, it was a battle given to mortals from a mortal man. This man finds pleasure in these wounds, more in the mending of the mind. It is fair yes, do not fret for the young soldiers. They know their purpose and their war, not marching blindly.

Travis Hobbs (1988-____)

Im sure you know that is not the answer to the question. I simply felt inspired to write, and so I wrote. But still I am plagued with the answer to the puzelle so well written by John Donne.

Later Troop,
Rabbit

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Bringing Home The Gold!

Well, this may poove to be a very boring blog for you all, but its not my fault that you read it. This is about my trip to the Provincial Skills Competition in Winnipeg, here I took part in the Cabinetry competition, where only the gold medal winner gets to move on to the next competition, Nationals.

Was I expecting to win, maybe. I was expecting to place in the top three, I know myself and my abilities as a crafts-men in the field of carpentry, I knew I'd do well. Of course, I didn’t know how well my fellow competitors knew they’re trade. I assumed they would all be as varied as my class mates here in Thompson, turns out I was correct. Yeah for TraV. Any who.

The competition. I show up at Red River College, I was directed to the south Gym for registration and opening ceremonies, I got lots of really cool free stuff which I’ll mention later. I was only in the Gym for five minutes, when someone calls my name..."Travis Hobbs!!" Im like, "ahh...hello?" He told me that my competition had started and that I was late and making them wait, I quickly told him that I was directed here by someone else in charge. He was like, oh well then, lets go. So I gathered together my hundred pounds of tools and gear and followed the man on a very long journey through the school. We came to the shop where the officials were already explaining the competition and my fellow competitors were all set up to start. I was not. I quickly made my way to the back and listened to the end of her speech. It began. I had no trouble getting under way and in the first ten minutes I was already in the lead as far as things accomplished. This lead only lasted an hour as we made our way into the joints part of the project. We were expected to make a drawer. This drawer had many expectations, four of were different joints. One was to be a hand cut Dove Tail joint. This was hard and it hurt Trav, tendinitis of the shoulder was hurting Trav. The others were simple, haha, not so but not so hard. There was a Dowel Joint, Lock Joint, and a Rabbit and Dado Joint. This is what took time and skill. Here I seen the other guys messing up, breaking joints, badgering they’re wood and making things that don’t qualify as a joint that I know of. So, this encouraged me. The competition dragged on, three hours, fatigue and frustration started to set in on some, but not on many. I was beginning to believe that I would finish in the allotted time. At three hours and forty five minutes or so, the first guy had finished, I was shocked and figured like everyone else that he would win. Of course, this could not be confirmed since we were not aloud to talk. I finished my box with satisfaction fifteen minutes later and began to twiddle and pick at it till it was perfect as I could have it be with what I had at hand. I did not think it a gold winning project, but I did think it worthy of second or maybe third. I finished and waited for the medals ceremony to begin in a couple hours.

I watched other competition's and cradled my shoulder, changed my shirt and put away my tools. All was going well. I went to the ceremony and met up with the other competitors who were in other skill testing competitions from Thompson. We waited through the awards ceremony as they made they're way through all the competitions. Bailey, a girl from power mech was called up for a silver medal. We were all proud of her, she was in a work health and safety competition. Not to difficult, but requires lots of study. She did well. As they made there way on to the final awards I heard them announce Cabinetry and I perked up. They announced bronze, then silver and neither were me, thus I was disappointed and thought, great... I didn’t even place! They announced the Gold Medal Winner...."Ch-rae-vise Ho-besy?, no wait that’s Travis Hobbs from R. D. Parker Collegiate (how could you pronounce my name wrong??), I made my way up on stage and stood at the top of the podium. The guy who finished first never even placed. There, I was thanked in front of the six hundred people in the crowd for coming all the way from Thompson to compete. The president of the college made his way over and I bowed to receive my medal and shake his hand, he told me to bring home the Gold! I told him he could bet on it. We got our pictures and made our way over to the professional photographers to get our photo’s done. I was then instructed to go back to the shop because there was more?? So I did, and I was given a check for two hundred and fifty dollars. I was thinking that was pretty sweet. Turns out I was the only one from Thompson to win gold in they’re competition. That was a downer, but everyone kept asking me if I liked fish, I was going to Halifax! Next month that is, being May. I will be gone for six days, expected to spend two full days working on a tool box of some kind, the plans have not been released yet, and even those are subject to change, to throw us off. Im looking forward to that, Im famous!! Well, maybe soon.

I got a $92 set of coveralls...fancy fancy, bracelet, water bottle, T-shirt, check, and a bunch of stuff, like $400 dollars or more by the time it was all done, and the school gave me $72 dollars for meals, that was well used.

So, I brought home the gold for Manitoba, time will tell if I can beat all the other gold medalists of Canada, if I can do what must be done to be the best, and be known nationally as the Best Highschool Cabinet Maker in Canada! Well, we'll see what happens.

Later all,
TraV

Sunday, April 09, 2006

My Aniversary

So, it's been a week since Ive complained about a sunday. I hate complaing.... dont you think it odd Im complaining about how I hate complaining?? Silly rabbit. Im begging to wonder if this 'brain damage' is reperable. I hope so... I know what your all thinking, I've been this way all along, there is no help for someone in my condidtion... ha ha! Right. Im talking about this Head Ache of mine... Its our one week aniversary you know. Its killing me, not literly I hope, so much I've not done yet, like I'll get a chane in heaven....? I wonder. Always dreamt of go karting like The Mario Go Kart, just in heaven with My bro and our other brother Andrew, in Heaven. (Pssst.. He's ot actualy our brother, he was just cool enough to be part of the family) Random much.

But really, this sucks. I was alomost, yes I admit to this, crying in class durring our Physics test on Friday, it hurt so bad I couldn't finish it. OUCH! I wanted to roll over and play dead, failed to do so, the stools are high, and where normal force is not, you will find it. Bang! Cold and dirty floor. Oh, persistance is not futile, Fg was trying for weeks, but he got me. (I didnt actualy fall off my stool for you who are laughing or the few, very few who might actualy be simpethetic, you know I would laugh.)

Short on staff. Holy mold bat man, hire someone will ya, we have had two people quit now, third is soon, and they still havn't actualy hired anyone, its foolishness. So if any one wants a job, you can live with me for free and work for 10$ an hour, oh ya (full time) and serve coffee and food. The real perk is you get to work with me.... oh yeah! But really, were short on staff. We almost hired a young lady from South Africa, or are about to, Im not quite sure. This is interesting, Id like to hear her stories. (I've never left the country my self) Im all Canadian...The other white meat...that means Newfie. Oh the things I could tell you about newfoundland, like how its a province, and that sould be capatalized. Get away Labrador! There not wanted you know, main land can not be ofiliated with our great country. Did you know like Quebec, Newfoundland has a seperatist group. True, they even have a flag. Newfies Unite! Great Big Sea would be playing, and the priminister would be getting kicked of the Island durring a visit, stick em on a farrie and send em home. Yes Bye. Im only kidding, Im sure he's a great guy. Like Cananada really knows who there Priminister is, just a name, a face.

Back to sunday. What about it, the sunday school lesson at the christian center was awesome. My head was already hurting, so I went to my church after and found a spot in the foirier for the service. It was to loud for me, hurt like a joist to the head. So I gave up on church and came home. Oh yeah for pain. Im going back to see a doctor again tomorow or Tuesday, see what will be done, deep down Im hoping they will tell me I cant partisapate in the competition this week. I really dont want to go. Why do I have to be the best? Dang nabbit! Most likely I will be out of town this week, from Wednesday to friday night. In the peg. If I won, would I go to Halifax... do I even have a chance that is.... maby or maby not?

As you can see, I keep talking about this pain of mine, no Ashley, this is not a good kind. Unless you like watching me suffer, give er. But its like its a nagging wife you know, always there, through bad and not so good times. Ouch. That was not a shot at women what so ever. Seriouse. Most of you are cool... I think. Speaking of Mairage, I have to go.

Good Night all,
TraV

Ps: I hope for those of you who went, there was an awesome harvest at Cumberland House. Im sure God had something there for you aswell. GB.

Monday, April 03, 2006

Round Two

Ok, this is really getting out of hand. Im not tired, its nearly 5 am. What in the world is going on here? Gosh! All I reallu want is to sleep right now.

Seeing as I have no where to go really, mine as well get something done huh. But what should I tell you about....oh the choices that lay before me. My trip to Toon Town was awesome, I really had a whole lot of fun. Hanging out with everyone was a super good time and I cant wait to do it again for a couple months in row, you all will be sick of me by the end of that Im sure. My meeting with Pastor John went well, he said yes, so that means I will be there working at the church as an intern or student pastor or whatever they decide to call it by then. Im really not to sure. I will also be taking two module courses and one normal course at CPC each semester. That also ought to be good to Im sure. I was a litle worried about money, but God is awesome as always and he has pulled through on that already. It looks like I will have no trouble at all getting the gverments money in my pocket, and my bro wants to sponser me for a year. I dont know why, he and his wife just decided that they wanted to do that. I think its super cool, I should have no money troubles now. More time to concentrate on what God wants of me and needs me to do while Im there and what not I suppose. things are just all together going fairly well for me right now. I just cant sleep but thats only a minor detail really. Im going to try at that again and I will be leaving a note on my door for my mommy that says do not wake me if you love me.

Have a good day,
The Rabbit.

I Like Sleep You Know....

....It's a pretty handy thing really. Love it. But tonight it would appear that I am destined to go with out for now. Another rant coming you say....maby. I hope not, that may have been an eficient waste of time, but it was alot of time. Do you have any ideah how tierd I was the next day, sheeesh! Not looking forward to waking up at all. Lie. I love mornings, I just like to sleep before it shows up. It makes the waking a litle easier when your asleep.

Sundays. Easily the worst day of the week for me. It starts out great, church you know. A litle worship, usually playing for that, drumming that is. And then some preaching, more often than not God is teaching me something totaly different than what the Pastor is saying, lately, but I learn and that is what matters. But then I come home and all of a sudden, the day sucks! Yup, not fun at all actualy. I usualy feal horible, sometimes for a reason, usualy not though. I get very litle contact with the outside world, and if I do go out it always goes bad. Not fun. No complaints though...other than the last two paragraphs....I mean, God always finds a way near the end of the day to cheer me up, tell me what I should of done and this might have been all ok. Spend more time with Him. Its not hard, not dread-full. I love praying, worshiping, reading the word. So whats wrong with me, why dont I do this? Im stupid....and useless. (laugh here)

Sorry, didnt mean to boss you around there. This is really going no where huh. Maby I will choose not to sleep tonight, but that would be dum. I have school tomorow, and no doubt work tomorow night...wait, thats all today isnt it. Dang! Well, just in case you all dont know this already, Im actualy fealing pretty ok right now...kinda....I think. Anyways, God is awesome, be near Him, be loved by Him, and spend as much time as you can with Him.

Yours Truly,
Fellow at the cross road.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Home Sweet Home??

Don't get me wrong, I am so super glad to see my family again, but it doesnt feel like home anymore. Saskatoon has got a hold on me I guess, odd to think it only took six days. Im restless now to go back, but I will have to wait I suppose. So I will assume you all know that I miss you overthere, and ya I do. It will be awesome to see you all again, hang out and what not. I cant wait!

My trip home was a long one, it only took 11 hours to get to Winnipeg, it was hard to sleep for many reasons, obviouse ones no doubt. When I arrived we went straight to shopping, yeah.... not so much excited about that, I was tired, sore, and you know, wanting to go back. BUt we shopped, I ended up buying to suits, there was a deal on, two for 550, not bad until you realize that your buying shoes and maby a shirt and tie or two, so I spent alot of money, dang taxes! But the suits are awesome, I cant wait to wear them about. I suppose I will be needing them a fair bit in the future. One is magical, Im seriouse, you change the colour shirt your wearing with it and suddenly the pin stripes change colour, its really neat. The other is nice, but I will keep it a secret. Ha ha, you must wait to see! Like you care to see em anyways right? Well, to sum it up, I look hot in the suits.... jk, make your own opinion. But I have proof! Maby they wer just trying to sell me the suits, but my family concured. There was three employees helping me pick out and fit my suits, it was really cool how helpfull they were. But when I came out in the magical suit, they were like "wow." I laughed. You should to, it was a funny reaction. They were all Ladys if your wondering, not gay guys. Thated be weird. After shopping, we loaded up and drove home another seven hours, I was tired.

Im going to think about my trip a bit more, and then maby I will blog about it, let you all know how exciting and fun it was, what I did mostly. But is there much point? All the people who read this are from Saskatoon anyways. But I will do it none the less.

Fair well.