Monday, April 30, 2007
Well, 17 days later it seems time for a new post
The Marine Corps 1st Batallion 24th Marines (1/24's, or "Terror from the North") recently returned from a 7-month tour in Iraq. In the process of helping rebuild the destroyed Anbar Province (part of the Sunni Triangle) they mostly helped the Iraqi citizens of Fallujah.
In the process, 22 sons of the Marine Corps gave their lives.
Brock Babb.
Joshua Hines.
Richard Buersetta.
Tyler Overstreet.
Thomas Gilbert.
Jonathan Thornsberry.
Troy Nealey.
Minhee Kim.
Bryan Burgess.
Jeremy Shock.
Brent Beeler.
Nichola Miller.
William Spencer.
Christopher Esckelson
Jacob Neal.
Luis Castillo.
Mark Kidd.
Matthew Pathenos.
Tarryl Hill.
Brent Witteveen.
Bufford Van Slyke.
Marcus Golczynski.
Sitting here having experienced 2 parties for my brother's coming home, it is very good but it is kind of a bittersweet feeling because 22 families and by relation hundreds of people won't be able to experience the joy of having someone so close to you return home.
I appreciate the well-wishes but never forget the sacrifice these people made for the betterment of the world itself. Pray for them and their families.
Thanks.
-Josh.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Update on the life and times of JAPLH.
Firstly, SPRING FINALLY BROKE TODAY! Okay, knock on wood, let's hope it stays as nice as it did today. I love this season.
Life has been treating me very well lately, as most of you know i'm kind of in a relationship now which is about the most refreshing thing I have experienced in a very long, long time. Someplace you can just release and be you and be enjoyed in a manner that is slightly more than friendship is nice. I hate to brag but yeah, I am constantly happy and for once I'm having trouble finding reasons to be angry/upset/tired of everything. Will and Ashley only enhance this amazing thing we have going and I have to give them props for being a fantastic couple to double up with, hahahaha.
I guess what i'm trying to say is Jeanette Schnierle is for the mother fucking win <3.
Anyways, there is plenty of Josh Healy to go around my friends, she just (lol, just.) gets the tender part. Muahaha. Speaking of plenty of me to go around, I F-WORDING LOVE MY FRIENDS.
Last night Angela, Allison, John and I had quite the little adventure around town and it was fsking awesome. We hunted ghosts (we in a very loose sense here, more like Angela and Allison), went to the Grind, and enjoyed the fine couches at the residence of John Glines. Can you say clutch? I love these three, they are amazing.
Marco returned today as well which was quite nice, yeah that's all I have to say because that's all I'm allowed to say. Lolz. Amanda also returned so I have someone to tell my life's story to every day! Woo woo. Spring Break ending is good at least for the fact that I have all of my friends back home safely (well, almost all. SB needs to come back from SB herself.)
Tomorrow is technically speaking the end of Spring Break for us, with a bash at the Ryder residence to top it all off, which is probably the most ideal way i could imagine to end one of the best Spring Breaks of my existance.
Also, PLAY TENNIS IF YOU ARE COOL. Tennis is so awesome, and the luster just keeps getting brighter. God, I love the courts. I can't wait to play tomorrow.
Well, that's all for now. I hope you hounds enjoyed this fine steak I just fed you, never fear, there will always be more to come.
love,
Josh.
PS: my brother comes home in 15 days.
Friday, April 6, 2007
Drama: down and dirty in 5 minutes.
These thoughts are significantly influenced by the book The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus, I actually went ahead and just stole his metaphor.
Drama can be related easily to the myth of the Greek mortal named Sisyphus. Sisyphus decieved the gods and cheated death so he was banished to the darkest parts of the Greek underworld (Hades), doomed to roll a rock up a hill only to have it roll back down every time he got to the top.
I think this pretty well relates to drama because drama itself is completely absurd. I pose to you this question: Can you remember something "drama"-ish that happened in your life that has no bearing on your life today? If so, I think this means that either you need to grow the fuck up or you're a person that needs to stop dwelling on the past and seek professional psychiatric aide.
In any case, I find myself having kind of accepted this fate about drama. Trying to solve drama is like the myth of Sisyphus. It is entirely futile and teenagers do it throughout their existance. Yet the difference with me is that I simply don't give a shit any more. While I still may be rolling a rock up a hill, I'm well aware of the fact that no matter what I do, the rock is going to roll back to the bottom of the hill when I get close to achieving my goal. When you can simply sit back and say that no matter what you do, you simply can't beat drama, you've already won.
When you can simply realize that drama is uncureable and that you're going to fail anyways, you start to question if you're really failing or a cure is simply impossible. I think we all need to realize that people will always be dramatic, and no matter what we do we will always find ourselves rolling a rock up that hill. So what can we do to stop this from happening? Just accept that you will never be able to cure selfish, dramatic people and just move on with the better part of our existence, High School.
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Nur für die Augen von John
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F U, and your god of words.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
Nazis, Tennis and Policemen, oh my!
Nazis? Well, I've been to The Sound of Music 4 times and i'm going on a fifth in about 4 hours, woo! Many have asked, wtf Josh dosen't the musical get old? I respond how could I think about missing Paolina be creepy, Jeanette be graceful, and John be an asshole? I simply couldn't. It also dosen't help my cause considering John is the only person that I hang out with so i'm kind of left optionless. Oh well. At least the play isn't a bomb and I can still enjoy it every time. Having attention to detail helps too, I can still pick out the little flaws and improvements so enjoyment is to be had every time for me at least.
Tennis? God yes, the game of Olympians, the game of Romans, the game of X race that was once dominant in the world. Really, if you don't play tennis already you should start now. The game is just... I don't know. There's something about it that makes hitting a ball and running around fun again. I'm not sure what it is, but having played tennis 3 weeks straight every day for 2-4 hours a day, it hasn't got old even once. It also means me staying active for a very long time so that's another positive. Let's just say when November of 2007 rolls around i'm not exactly going to be tossing a football around. In any case, you've heard my suggestion and I hope many heed it because this summer is going to be a tennis extravaganza.
Policemen? That's right, I finally got pulled over! Not only did I finally get pulled over, but I finally got pulled over for my shitty ass vehicle. The Lincoln, as you most all know, is not only a POS car but indeed a death trap in itself. So now for the story... I'm driving home from the cast dinner (lol Sound of Music) and I'm sitting on Pennsylvania when I notice a cop is behind me. I kind of shrug it off and figure that he's just behind me, until he follows me around the turn around and like a mile down the road back home, when he finally turns his lights on and suddenly I'm pulled over for the first time. He comes up to the car, and you know, asks to see liscense/registration so I get it out. He asks where I'm coming from and then informs me that they had reason to believe I was drinking because I was "having a little trouble staying in [my] lane". The funny part was when he goes "You know it might be because of your car, too." I just smiled, collected my information and drove home. Although I do agree with him.
I figured that getting pulled over for my first time would be alot more scary than that, but the lesson here is don't do anything illegal and you'll be just fine. Unless of course you drive a crappy car.
Now, how about Josh Healy i'm sure you're wondering? Well, I'm fantastic. I'm feeling the best I have in months and I'm feeling better all the time. As my friends from I Can Make a Mess Like Nobody's Business would say, "It's a feeling spring has brought." (shameless band plug)
God, I love this season.