Friday, November 21, 2008
Best Friends.
My buddy James "Ryan Graham" Bond
Corinne and I!
Andrew Joseph Stoutenburg
Oh ya know..some guys.
Hangin' at the Mod X!
Haha. Me looking like a Chippendales dancer and Matty fresh.
Kyle looking disgusted and JPetto!
Mindless Jerry. :)
Dave and Busters for Taylors birthday!
Charity, Casey, Matt, Corinne, Jammerz and I.
CORNERSTONE 08!
Leaves.
Halloween party at Mons.
Just lathering up. Ya know?
Doin' the bestfriend thing.
The cornerstone crew.
What I would look like bald and with a moustache. So great.Thursday, November 20, 2008
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
"How happy is the blameless vestals lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd "
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd "
So, I know this movie isn't new, and it's not the first time I've seen it, but I've been watching "Eternal Sunshine" for like 2 weeks straight.
I'm a Jim Carey junkie, and this movie just tugs on my heartstrings.
Especially when Jim Careys' character Joel Barish says "Why Do I Fall in Love with Every Woman I See Who Shows Me the Least Bit of Attention?"
Is that not my life story, or what? Well...it is. Okay?
SEE THIS MOVIE.
NOW!
For the Faithless and Forgiven...
Yoooooooooo,
'Tis me again. Of course, though, who else would it be? I mean, it's MY blog. But then again, I'm ramblin' on. So last night was pretty fun. A bunch of good buddies got together for a good friend of mine, Dan Hassett, and celebrated his 22nd birthday. We bowled. We ate pizza. We ate a cake that was in the form of R2D2. We laughed. We cried. Actually, I don't think anyone cried really, but if they would have, we probably would have laughed more. I actually did this thing, where I tried on everyones coat..but at the same time. So I looked like the kid from the Christmas Story who was super bundled up for Winter. So bundled up in fact, that he couldn't get up when he took a spill. That was me last night. Hopefully pictures will be on the way soon.
Also, I wanna apologize for how bummed out I sounded in my last blog. I get that way. I'm a kind of guy who always has his happy face on, but if you wanna dig deep down, I've definitely got some stuff going on in that little heart of mine. It's not that I don't like talking about it, because I do. Blogging is really opening my eyes as to how easy it really is to open up and let it all out. It's actually pretty tough for me to do that in real life, because I don't have THAT many friends who are on that spiritual level with me. But then again, they might be, but I just haven't opened up yet. Haha. Is "Haha" supposed to be capitalized always, or just at the start of a sentence? And actually when is it the start of a sentence beside when it's the only word in a sentence? That's just a question I'll have to ask God face to face.
Right now I'm looking at a kid on "Google Translator" probably translating his English paper into Spanish for a class. Pretty funny stuff. All I can make out is "Robert is my oldest and best friend. I don't really have too many friends, and he is great." Maybe I should be his friend. Yeah, maybe I will. Right after I blog about him making me chuckle.
In other news my band "The Dry Leaf Project" just finished up our beautiful artwork done by the lovely Kristen Drozdowski for our first full length album, set to be released December 12th.
Here! I'll show it to you.
Front:
Back:
I love it. So elegant. But yeah, we're pumped. Also, we're still in the process of booking our tour for mid-December, but I can't even wait. We're going to post videos and all that jazz for all of you, so you can act like you were part of the party. :)
Gotta run, Cheryl is probably wondering where I am..It's almost 9:30!
Love and Grace,
Ryan Scott
'Tis me again. Of course, though, who else would it be? I mean, it's MY blog. But then again, I'm ramblin' on. So last night was pretty fun. A bunch of good buddies got together for a good friend of mine, Dan Hassett, and celebrated his 22nd birthday. We bowled. We ate pizza. We ate a cake that was in the form of R2D2. We laughed. We cried. Actually, I don't think anyone cried really, but if they would have, we probably would have laughed more. I actually did this thing, where I tried on everyones coat..but at the same time. So I looked like the kid from the Christmas Story who was super bundled up for Winter. So bundled up in fact, that he couldn't get up when he took a spill. That was me last night. Hopefully pictures will be on the way soon.
Also, I wanna apologize for how bummed out I sounded in my last blog. I get that way. I'm a kind of guy who always has his happy face on, but if you wanna dig deep down, I've definitely got some stuff going on in that little heart of mine. It's not that I don't like talking about it, because I do. Blogging is really opening my eyes as to how easy it really is to open up and let it all out. It's actually pretty tough for me to do that in real life, because I don't have THAT many friends who are on that spiritual level with me. But then again, they might be, but I just haven't opened up yet. Haha. Is "Haha" supposed to be capitalized always, or just at the start of a sentence? And actually when is it the start of a sentence beside when it's the only word in a sentence? That's just a question I'll have to ask God face to face.
Right now I'm looking at a kid on "Google Translator" probably translating his English paper into Spanish for a class. Pretty funny stuff. All I can make out is "Robert is my oldest and best friend. I don't really have too many friends, and he is great." Maybe I should be his friend. Yeah, maybe I will. Right after I blog about him making me chuckle.
In other news my band "The Dry Leaf Project" just finished up our beautiful artwork done by the lovely Kristen Drozdowski for our first full length album, set to be released December 12th.
Here! I'll show it to you.
Front:
Back:
I love it. So elegant. But yeah, we're pumped. Also, we're still in the process of booking our tour for mid-December, but I can't even wait. We're going to post videos and all that jazz for all of you, so you can act like you were part of the party. :)
Gotta run, Cheryl is probably wondering where I am..It's almost 9:30!
Love and Grace,
Ryan Scott
Monday, November 17, 2008
I'm A Sinking Ship
Hello World,
Ryan Scott here. I'm here to admit, that I'm a hypocrite. I don't get it either.
It goes like this.
Romans 7:15-24 says:
"I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate, I do. And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good. As it is, it is no longer I myself who do it, but it is sin living in me. I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature.For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it.
So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me. For in my inner being I delight in God's law; but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death?"
I feel so fragile, with broken bones. I should have known I wasn't ready for this responsibility. Who am I kidding? I'm not who you want, I'm not who you think I am.
Why does this verse have to be my life story? It's disgusting. Many of you reading have no idea what I'm talking about, and why I'm beating myself up, but that's probably for the better. It's nothing life threatening, it's nothing HUGE, but to me, it's lethal. My insides are eating themselves. It's 5:13 in the morning. WHAT AM I DOING UP? My mind is racing, I'm sweating, and for some reason, I can't blink. Why do I do the things I hate? Especially when I KNOW they are wrong. It's not just something my parents taught me as a kid either. I honestly, with my whole heart, want to believe it. I want to live it.
Pastor Brad always says: "If you believe it, you better be living it."
This is what I say: "Let me put on a fake face for the world to see, and when no one thinks anything is wrong, that's when things are going good."
God, why's living for You got to be so hard?
Or at least, why am I making it so hard?
I know what I have to do. I know what needs to get done, and yet, I just don't do it.
"Depart from me, for I never knew you"
That scares the hell out of me. Literally.
But it's all about me.
It's always been about me.
I'm selfish.
I'm selfish.
I'm selfish.
It's about Ryan Scott Graham, and no one else.
What is my problem?
I don't deserve Your love. Not a bit of it.
I'm pouring my heart into this blog, not knowing if anyone will even read it, but it doesn't matter.
I'm relieved.
So I'll let my final words be a quote by the great lyricsist Cody Bonnette.
"I'm sure if You wanted to stop love,
You could just untie Your end,
and let it go.
But my God, You don't.
You don't.
Yeah, I think I love You for it.
Yeah, I think I love You for it."
Ryan Scott here. I'm here to admit, that I'm a hypocrite. I don't get it either.
It goes like this.
Romans 7:15-24 says:
"I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate, I do. And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good. As it is, it is no longer I myself who do it, but it is sin living in me. I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature.For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it.
So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me. For in my inner being I delight in God's law; but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members. What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death?"
I feel so fragile, with broken bones. I should have known I wasn't ready for this responsibility. Who am I kidding? I'm not who you want, I'm not who you think I am.
Why does this verse have to be my life story? It's disgusting. Many of you reading have no idea what I'm talking about, and why I'm beating myself up, but that's probably for the better. It's nothing life threatening, it's nothing HUGE, but to me, it's lethal. My insides are eating themselves. It's 5:13 in the morning. WHAT AM I DOING UP? My mind is racing, I'm sweating, and for some reason, I can't blink. Why do I do the things I hate? Especially when I KNOW they are wrong. It's not just something my parents taught me as a kid either. I honestly, with my whole heart, want to believe it. I want to live it.
Pastor Brad always says: "If you believe it, you better be living it."
This is what I say: "Let me put on a fake face for the world to see, and when no one thinks anything is wrong, that's when things are going good."
God, why's living for You got to be so hard?
Or at least, why am I making it so hard?
I know what I have to do. I know what needs to get done, and yet, I just don't do it.
"Depart from me, for I never knew you"
That scares the hell out of me. Literally.
But it's all about me.
It's always been about me.
I'm selfish.
I'm selfish.
I'm selfish.
It's about Ryan Scott Graham, and no one else.
What is my problem?
I don't deserve Your love. Not a bit of it.
I'm pouring my heart into this blog, not knowing if anyone will even read it, but it doesn't matter.
I'm relieved.
So I'll let my final words be a quote by the great lyricsist Cody Bonnette.
"I'm sure if You wanted to stop love,
You could just untie Your end,
and let it go.
But my God, You don't.
You don't.
Yeah, I think I love You for it.
Yeah, I think I love You for it."
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
"It's my first time." -That's what she said.
Good afternoon,
I feel silly. Writing about myself. I really don't even like talking about myself, let alone having to make a blog. I guarantee every post is going to be me, rambling on about something that anyone who stumbles across this page isn't going to care to read about.
Maybe I'll write something worthwhile.
But not today.
Godspeed.
Ryan
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