tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38274672011-04-21T14:53:48.235-06:00Basically, I'm a pretentious dork. My thoughts or ramblings are herein presented for you to entertain yourself, whether it be through humor or desperate lack of humor on my part. Yay.Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.comBlogger241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1144951441469434002006-04-13T11:27:00.000-06:002006-04-13T12:04:01.526-06:00

Well folks, here I am in Sunny Carlsbad California (the Sunny isn't actually part of the official name) in a gorgeous double wide townhouse overlooking the ocean that me and the other four guys on the the team have completely to ourselves. With food. And a car. Oh and a sauna, and featherbeds, and three huge plasma screens, and surfboards and boogieboards, and bikes, and a firepit, and a jacuuzi.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1141971180900920752006-03-09T22:57:00.000-07:002006-03-09T23:13:00.910-07:00

And pictures to prove both points! Seriously, back in Portland for a few days off after being on the road. My parents came all the way up to Seattle this past weekend just to see my show, and my father took an obscene number of pictures which you can find right here. Also, for your viewing pleasure, a picture of Amy (my girlfriend (who's 26)) with her natural hair color (which is so gorgeous the

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1138583998951497112006-01-29T17:48:00.000-07:002006-01-29T18:19:58.963-07:00

So on Friday we had a team fun night. So far, we've gone to coffee shops, and a nickel arcade for our fun nights, but this time we went to a local improv show called Comedy Sportz. It rocked. There were two teams of three people each who played improv games against each other for our enjoyment. All of the players were very talented, and the show was utterly hilarious. Oh, and one of the guys was

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1137268820410401292006-01-14T12:27:00.000-07:002006-01-14T13:00:20.423-07:00

My first week is officially done. I've been here for an entire Genesis cycle. Maybe I should disseminate a bit more info on how I got here et al. If you don't know what happened last fall, you can read up on that here. Anyway, after returning from Montana, I pretty much just did nothing for a month. Allright, I did EXACTLY nothing for a month. And it rocked. So there.The one thing I did

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1136850895822451772006-01-09T16:49:00.000-07:002006-01-09T16:54:55.830-07:00

So, I got the position with Wycilffe Dinner Theatre. For those of you not in the know, this means that I am now in Portland, OR rehearsing a play that we will soon be taking on tour throughout the northwest until May. The play is entitled Sunong. I have the awesome opportunity to play Sunong. If you're curious for more details, you can find out a bunch of stuff about the tour and the play at http

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1131691098981485392005-11-10T22:25:00.000-07:002005-11-10T23:38:19.000-07:00

Well, a little late as my bro-in-law so tactfully pointed out :P but here is the continuing adventures of, well, me presented unabridges in HD and Dolby Digital where available for your viewing pleasure.I got back to base around four'o'the afternoon, just in time to warm up and go to dinner. They served hot-dogs encased in a substance that was almost, but not entirely, completely unlike bread.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1131504437437797272005-11-08T19:21:00.000-07:002005-11-08T19:47:17.446-07:00

I had an interesting Saturday. It snowed here, just a little right as I woke up. But I could look up the mountain and see that there was a lot of snow just up the road. So, snow being a novelty to me, I decided to go sledding somewhere up on the mountain. However, the only people around were SBS students who have an insane amount of work, and none of them wanted to take two hours off to go sled.

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1131056044041782812005-11-03T15:10:00.000-07:002005-11-03T15:14:04.043-07:00

In response to a comment on a previous post, please enjoy:Be MineI lay in fear sometimesFear that you won't be mineAbstract thoughts form in my headOf you finding someone while I'm awayIt feels so real to meLike I should call you up andTell you to wait, I'm coming!Even though I know you're not even awareOf my secret plans for the two of us.And that fear is even mor plain to me.The fear of

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1130972566454307272005-11-02T15:59:00.000-07:002005-11-02T16:02:46.466-07:00

This was originally pretty free-form, and then it was a sonnet, and now finally here it is in a pretty loose format that I'm satisfied with.Barroom BanterEmpty shells sit atop barstoolsIdle chat identifies foolsA smoky haze with origins unclearHangs and defines the atmosphereClearly it seems to the participantsThat all this is far better than reminiscenceDrowning the day in vodka and

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1130911423155204832005-11-01T23:00:00.000-07:002005-11-01T23:09:28.066-07:00

As a quick break from the currently running series, I am posting this poem, which I consider a bit better than the others, mostly because it rhymes, and I am as easily impressed by rhymes as are small children and gangsta rap fans.Give Us ArtBring forth your woes and lay them outOn the stage for all to see and shout aboutYour inner self and how hard you struggle, yellIn our faces, and make us see

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1130893861825524672005-11-01T18:05:00.000-07:002005-11-03T15:11:33.010-07:00

Another brief poem. Actually two since they're so brief.Feelings in PushpinsA heart is sitting on a tack-board across from me, signifying loveInitials on either side identify the interested parties.It's been there since before I moved in here. Shows how much I use my room.But I can't help but wonder if that feeling shown there is still mutual, or for that matter,If it ever was? It could be simple

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1130377250257135762005-10-31T19:29:00.000-07:002005-10-31T19:33:05.966-07:00

The first of a series of random writings by me. Some are bad. Some aren't so bad. But they all have my sweat and blood poured into them, so I wouldn't reccommend trying to eat any of them.SYMPATHYMy lungs are begging me to allow them liberty to burst forth with sighs and pleas to the sky for you. My brain will not let them have their way, for it reasons that this would be in vain. But my heart

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1130399892740117472005-10-27T00:58:00.000-06:002005-10-28T01:42:47.330-06:00

Jimmy Carafano inspired this with his beautiful poetic prose. This one is very dear to me.I call her up and after four rings she picks up. A greeting is murmured from her end, which I don't respond to. Instead I ask her before my courage fails:"Do you want to get away with me?"After a moments hesitation she replies, in a slightly wavering voice that betrays a little fear and a lot of disbelief,

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1130311474466863292005-10-26T00:10:00.000-06:002005-10-28T01:43:44.026-06:00

A poem I wrote:Attn: LuciferLook now upon these mortals hereAll weak, naive, so full of fearEasy prey are they who tread upon the EarthFor indeed you thus must see meO dark one who would deceive meBlind my eyes with lies, and keep me from the truthBut know that I am not my ownBought by the Blood which did atoneFor my sin within, and actions so uncouthBeneath this flesh exteriorSpirit of The

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1128144319155937992005-09-30T23:09:00.000-06:002005-09-30T23:25:19.160-06:00

Allright. So. I'm in Lakeside, Montana now. I got here last Saturday. I'm right next to the largest body of fresh water in the country besides the great lakes. It is huge and very cold. Actually, that pretty much describes everything about Montana. Huge and Cold. And it's supposed to just get colder. But lucky for me, there is a ski area just up the road (5 miles) that gives YWAMers discounts,

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1127355169585124042005-09-21T19:35:00.000-06:002005-09-21T20:12:49.590-06:00

Ok.. so it seems that once I actually have something to write about, I try very hard to put off writing. Seriously, I mean, the last week has been kinda crazy but I have had plenty of time to write. Anyway, enough about not writing and on to writing.Last monday (9-12-05) very early in the morning (4 am'ish) I sent an email to a man who was in charge of a travelling drama group currently touring

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1126835311446550292005-09-14T04:42:00.000-06:002005-09-15T19:48:31.480-06:00

I have nothing of value to say. Unless of course that statement itself was informative to someone...

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1125649625532943672005-09-02T01:34:00.000-06:002005-09-02T02:27:05.580-06:00

Okay. Time to get political. Kind of. But first!! A brief personal update. I, Eric Cameron, did on Sunday the 28th of August, 2005, begin displaying symptoms of illness. Sore throat, exhaustion, you know the drill. Well, it wasn't so bad on Sunday. Monday however, I went to work in the evening, and left ten minutes later, feeling worse. By this time I had begun to feel feverish. More fun

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1125136233874568152005-08-27T03:11:00.000-06:002005-08-27T03:52:25.403-06:00

Ok. So here's something fun. Just try to stay with me. Let's go.A typical long-term romantic relationship develops emotionally fairly slowly (I'm not going into the physical aspect, cause I don't care), usually over the course of two years or so. Through this time, the two involved parties go slowly through many phases of intimacy, becoming closer and closer. Near the start, there is pretty much

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1124962710070499752005-08-25T02:47:00.000-06:002005-08-26T04:21:31.040-06:00

So, first real entry back. I am now an official college-drop-out ("So how does it feel?" "Niiiiice...") . I really don't like school, and am pretty certain that the feeling is completely mutual, so our relationship has, for now, come to it's natural end. Started working at an awesome local coffee-shop, which is a blast. The fact that I'm actually working astounds me, and that's not to mention

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-1124959374329950392005-08-25T02:37:00.000-06:002005-09-02T02:27:46.620-06:00

So I return from a nearly three-year hiatus. I can't believe this thing still exists. Meh, it'll probably peter out again, but it's worth a shot. Hello again Blog. I hope that we can become close friends. Maybe, you know, take our relationship to the next level. If you know w hat I'm saying. Oh and from now on I am going to refer to the general complement and querying article as w hat. Because

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-824562852002-10-03T00:43:00.000-06:002002-11-06T23:05:36.000-07:00

You know how you have some experiences that you wish you hadn't had, such as broken relationships? Well, what I've come to realize is that all of those things have some purpose. Through them, God teaches us, and helps us to grow. If you've had a failed relationship, maybe it's to show you what you did wrong so that you can handle things better when it really counts. Heartache ain't easy, but if

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-824055712002-10-02T00:56:00.000-06:002005-08-25T02:36:59.246-06:00

It's late... I stayed up watching a movie. Cruel Intentions. If you've never seen it, don't. It's really dirty. But seeing as I did just see it, it's in my head, and therefore I shall offer my opinions on it, plot-wise anyhow.The story, for those not familiar, begins with step-siblings, Sebastian and Cathryn. Sebastian has a reputation for being able to seduce anyone. For her own purposes,

Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10974846710043644193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3827467.post-823938932002-10-01T19:49:00.000-06:002006-07-16T16:53:51.646-06:00

I know what I believe, but do I believe what I believe? I don't want to control things, yet why can't I give up control? I know what I should do, but do I have the strength to do it? Do I even have the strength to admit I don't have the strength? How now shall I live? What now shall I do? How do I relinquish myself to His power, a power above and beyond anything I can imagine? Why do I still have

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