The Arrow's Path

The Archer Clock has finally hit 24, as in 24 hours and counting until graduation. In light of the occasion, I thought a little spoof of the TV show '24' might be in order. Let the countdown begin...

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My blogging has been sporatic of late. Packing up, cleaning, cooking out for Memorial day. Today it all ends, at lease in a de facto sense, because today is the last day of classes for me. I will have classes all day, as it my quarter schedule this term. But there is light at the end of the tunnel, and it isn't a train. I do not think this fact has sunk in yet. Perhaps it will as the day goes on. No doubt many seniors are going to be sleeping boisterous blowing bubbles punchy. We will see how the day goes. All I know is I will have the Beatles song "And in the end..." in my head all day.

A lot of people were asking me at church today if I was done with school yet. I kept saying, "Not yet." But much like eschatological Christians, the Kingdom of God is both here, but also not yet. I have finished all my papers, but I still have classes on Tuesday. I can only imagine how pointless they will be because by this point all the seniors have mentally checked out and will, shall we say, be less than enthusiastic about participating. Basically, the End is here, but not yet. It is really sort of hard to believe. We had end of the year awards night last week (and I still believe Seabury would be a great place for a gigantic game of Clue). I do not really know how I am going to feel this week. A little sad to be leaving friends, but also happy that our parole is coming through. I guess I am saying that I feel somewhat melancholy. I am a good Anglican afterall. By melancholy, I mean "sober thoughtfulness" not "a gloomy state of mind" or certainly not t

Seeing at its 85 degrees in the room, I opened my window and turned on my oscilating fan. I came back later to a desk covered in pollen that apparently blew in from the garth (that word, which the jury is still out on being a real word, apparently means a monastic courtyard). FYI: The Pollen is Strong from Garth Vader.

No, Buzzsaws at 7AM are not some weird adult beverage (that I know of). Buzzsaws are in fact whats going on outside my window right now. I was awoken about 6:50 with a tapping at the window. This somewhat startled me considering I live on the third floor. Voice from the Outside: Hey, man, can you shut your window? Archer: Whaaa? Voice from the Outside: Can you shut your window, we're going to run the saw? Archer: Its 7. Voice from the Outside: Yeah, man, we were here at 6 but thought we'd wait. Archer: How considerate (shuts window). Apparently Seabury is getting fixed. Despite the liturgical shenanigans in the chapel. that's "fixed" as in "repaired," not "fixed" as in "neutered." (Sorry, Ruth and/or Bob Barker.) But I digress...which considering I was awoken out of bed, its the best I can do until the coffee pot finishes brewing. Buzzsaws at 7AM...Is this really necessary? Is this any way to treat your Senior citizens?

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God Willing The Right Reverend Joe Goodwin Burnett X Bishop of Nebraska will ordain Ryan Hall to the sacred order of deacons in Christ's one, holy, catholic, and apostolic Church on Monday the 11th of June 2007 at the Church of the Holy Spirit in Bellevue, Nebraska at 7 o'clock in the evening. Your prayers and resence are requested.

It dawned on me as I was checking the Archer clock (10 days 23 hours 7 minutes 50 seconds as of this writing) that this is the last full week of classes of the quarter at seminary ever. That bears repeating: Ever. Talk about not computing. I think my eyeballs are showing the Windows blue screen of death. This is so surreal.

So the Seabury senior class went on its senior retreat to Wabash, Indiana. Lovely little town, lots of historic things thanks to a local wealthy family that originally invented the Electric Meter Box (the thing the Meter Reader guy comes to check). I thought this was hilarious.

This is the statue outside my new job on St Mark's on-Campus. How cool is this?

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I just finished up the last official term papers for the quarter ever. Printing them out was oddly somewhat anti-climatic. I guess I know there is still a lot of busywork and such left to do, so its not like its the very last thing I will ever print out for school. But it is weird, just the same.

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So we had to sit through the graduating senior loan exit interview. Yes, I know I have to repay the loan. Yes, I know its not a good idea to consolidate at a higher interest rate. Yes, I know the Finance Bogey Man will come and get me if I default on a loan. That was about pointless...

To all the mothers out there, Happy Mother's Day!

Here's some pictures from Lincoln. My new apartment is seen here. Here is the view from the deck of my apartment. The building is the Nebraska state capitol. I stopped at the Amana villages in Iowa. They make good wine. The rest of these pictures are from the Omaha zoo. This was just way too cute.

After a whirlwind week in Lincoln, I have returned. It was a good trip, despite the bad traffic in Chicago on my return today. I was spoiled with a week in Nebraska where people actually know how to drive and use turn signals on a regular basis. I officially sold my soul to St. Mark's by signing my work contract agreement. Other than that, I suppose the question is, "What didn't the Archer get done this week?" Move all my books and furniture out to Nebraska- check Rent a storage place for aforementioned books- check Get drafted into an Elk lodge- check Rent an apartment- check Get a free sofa and lounge chair- check Get 3 much needed bookshelves- check Spend the day with my significant other- check Plan an ordination service- check Sign my work contract- check Sell my soul- check I guess I am now officially a respectable citizen. What's that about?

I am taking the rest of the week for a road trip (ROADTRIP!!!) to Lincoln (HUSKER FOOTBALL!!) to rent an apartment (A REAL KITCHEN!), have an ordination planning meeting (JUNE 11th!), and a celebrate a birthday with a friend (BASEBALL GAME!...wait, its the 10-22 Royals). Anyway, catch you on the flip side...

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I walked down to the lake today just to poke around. It was overcast but I am trying to intentionally take as much time at Lake Michigan as I can because I will be gone from Seminary and not have a major lake at my disposal anymore. I was sitting on one of the rocks and watching the Lake. A goodly ways out, up pops what appears to be a stick. I didn't think much about it until it started rotating around. What is that thing? It went back under the water, so I assumed it was some sort of bird or something. About three minutes later, there was a whoosh of water and up comes an entire submarine conning tower! A little satellite dish pops up from the conning tower and oscillates around. I guess it linked up to the satellite and sent its message, at which point it went back down into the conning tower, and the submarine submerged. I thought that was incredibly odd. I am guessing it was the training sub from the naval training base up the coast. If it wasn't that, the Canadians are s

As an amateur cartoonist, I am thoroughly enjoying this week's Dilbert.

I have been packing up books into boxes for what seems like days now. Seriously, I think at least 3/4's of the boxes that I will have to move to my new place in Lincoln will be nothing but books. I have cases of books, and book stashes around my room. I keep finding books in places I forgot about. They are like the tribbles on Star Trek, they multiply faster than I can pack them. I need to go to a Book-aholics Anonymous meeting or something. "Hello, I'm the Archer, and I'm a book-a-holic... "

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It is officially T-Minus-One-Month and counting until graduation! In honor of the one month time frame, I have adapted a realtime script, which can be found in the sidebar marking the days, hours, and seconds. Instead of the Atomic Clock, we now have the Archer Clock. Commence Senioritis!