Saturday, March 21, 2009

My Battlestar Prediction


I was 100% right in my Battlestar Galactica series ending theory. Here is what I told numerous friends over a YEAR ago.

  • They find Earth.
  • Our Earth, but thousands of years ago in our past.
  • They realize their technology is too advance for the current Earth population, so they abandon everything and start over.
  • They live their lives in peace.
  • Happy ending... or is it?
  • Fast forward 100,000 years.
  • A scientist is working on a robot which looks very similar to a Cylon, whose eyes glow red.
  • Fade to black.
  • Roll credits.
So, holy crap... how accurate was that? Granted in the ACTUAL season finale, the eyes didn't glow red in the end, and the crew of the Battlestar Galactica landed on Earth 150,000 years ago in our past... but they abandoned their technology all the same by sending all the ships into the sun.

They then merge into the society currently present on Earth. Everyone starts afresh, and live their entire lives out in peace. Fast forward 150,000 years and we see two angels (I didn't see that part coming), and they are talking about how everything has happened before, and everything will happen again, AKA., the show's theme.

In the final 15 seconds, we see a series of robotics being created/tested, and guess what... they look like Cylons! Fade to black. Roll credits.

When I first came up with my theory last year, I thought it would be so COOL if that's how the series ended, so you can only imagine my glee (or disgust, I'm not sure yet how I'm feeling), when Ronald D. Moore basically ended the show the way I predicted he would.

Either way, today was the saddest day of my life, because I really did love BSG. As it turns out, the prequel Caprica airs in April (the pilot), and this fall we have Battlestar Galactica: The Plan (watch it from their point of view -- their being the Cylons), so there's plenty more Battlestar coming our way.

It seems as if SyFy is going to milk this series for as much as people will watch, but no worries SyFy, I'm definitely on that bandwagon.

PS. If you don't believe I predicted the series ending, ask John B., he'll tell you everything.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

My grandfather's death


Not too many people know about my grandfather's death, because it was quite sudden and I haven't had time to think about it these past few months.


I was Guatemala last November for a medical mission trip when I recieved a series of txt messages over 3 days from my family.

Day 1: Poppy fell and broke his hip. He's having surgery.
Day 2: Surgery went well. Poppy is recovering fine.
Day 3: Poppy just died. I'm sorry.

Excuse me? I was in shock. I didn't know what to do. Should I leave early and attend the funeral, or should I stay and continue the mission trip?

I emailed my Dad for advice. He told me that Poppy would want me to stay and finish doing God's work. I agreed, so I stayed...

It wasn't until last weekend when I actually found out HOW my grandfather died.

Turns out my Mom was in the room at the time, fixing some towels, when my grandfather's blood decided to clot near his brain. He died in seconds. Now he's with my grandmother who died Feb. 3rd, 2006.

It's tough losing people important to you, especially family members. But I'm always reminded of something David Crowder says...

"Death is not the end. It is only the beginning."

That's the hope I hold onto, in this hopeless world. That God has conquered death so that we might have a fresh beginning in His glory for all of eternity. My mind cannot grasp how long eternity really is... and how short our lives really are.

Sometimes I act like a child. I am petty, selfish, and I don't love everyone unconditionally. I want to CHANGE that. I want to love everyone as God loves us. I want to show to the world that even though everything around us is decaying... our bodies, our relationships, and our finances, that God is in control and we can fully trust in Him to lead out lives... for the REST OF ETERNITY!

Was your last random act of kindness for your glory or for God's glory? Do you volunteer to receive awards and recognition? Do you consider buying a homeless man lunch to tell your friends about it later that evening? Do you have one or two people in your phone you only call when you need something from him or her?

I've been guilty of similar things in the past which is why it is so important to realize the impact we have on others, good and bad, throughout our lives. Are we saying and doing things for MY glory or for HIS glory. All I know is that at the end of my days, I want to stand before God and hear Him say... 

Welcome my child, for with you I am well pleased.

That's the beginning I want. How about you?

Monday, March 09, 2009

My high-level update


Life can be complicated sometimes.


Part of the reason I haven't posted much recently is because I'm finally becoming aware of exactly how much information about me is out there on the interwebs. In a time when employees are Googling your name left-and-right, it's usually better to be safe, right?

Recently, I've been much more active on Twitter than any other social networking site. I gave up Facebook. I rarely check MySpace. And does anyone actually USE LinkedIn for anything?

These past few months have been a roller-coaster. Things happening so fast I barely have time to take a break. I finished the first project for Nokia. and I'm just starting on the second. The holidays were amazing. I took some trips down to Florida and up to North Carolina to visit some friends. I've gone to birthday parties, New Years parties, and just-because parties.

I've been much more social these past few months than I have in the past year. Even though work is slamming me hard upside the head, I've been very careful to take time out of my week to reconnect with friends, new and old. I even helped put together a Birthday BBQ for a friend this past weekend. That's important to me... staying connected with people who have been there in the past when you've needed their help. 

A good test to see how well someone's "really" your friend is simple: 
  1. Get stranded downtown with no car.
  2. Call up your "close" friends and explain your situation.
  3. See who will drop what they are doing and come pick you up.
I was actually in that situation a few years ago. I called ~4 people and asked for their help. Their response?
  1. Ring. Ring. Ring. Voicemail!
  2. Um... You know I live in Lousiana, right?
  3. I'm out with my GF right now... Sorry.
  4. I'm on my way buddy. Hang tight.
Number 1? No problem... I miss calls from time to time.
Number 2? Legit. I just wanted to vent. Thanks for taking my call Drew.
Number 3? You're a conditional friend, and I can't believe I'm still talking to you.
Number 4? Despite our differences, you've always come through for me when I've needed it.

As one of my best friends told me the other day... I need to be more selective about who I let in my front-row. Who is giving me advice? Who am I influencing? Who will be there when I need him or her to be there the most?

Hate to say it, but this past weekend was the final straw. I think it's time for Number 3 to go...