Wednesday, January 30, 2008

oh well, i guess?


today at crossroads ministries (where i spend the majority of each weekday, sorting thru donations and helping to feed the hungry) we had Indian Tacos for lunch, as can be seen in the above photo.
they've been hyped up so much that i ended up feeling not-so-impressed, but it WAS better than our usual lunches, i guess.
i'd've liked some sour cream, tho. but anyway, yeah it was okay.
also id've liked it if the fry-bread would've been made with cornmeal.
so picky, huh? beggars can't be choosers, can they? no.
so i ought not to complain, but there was someone else there who was a first-timer for indian tacos and he felt pretty much the same way.
he's also from the same home-town as me.
and he reminds me of one of my cousins.

lots of people remind me of other people i've known in my life. that's always trippy, isn't it?
my dad used to say he thought there were only like seven basic face types which were pretty much repeated over and over. *shrug* "clines" we call them in anthropology.

here is a funny sign.

we had to put that up in the bathroom at crossroads because some lady in a wheelchair throws her stuff on the floor cuz she doesn't want to get up out of her wheelchair. her name is helen. she is commonly referred to as "hell on wheels" get it? heheh. well it's true. one day during a sermon she kept on saying "this is so boring. this is the most boring guy i have ever listened too. i am bored." haha.