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Name: Ryan Country: United States State: Texas Metro: Arlington Birthday: 11/6/1988 Gender: Male
Interests: Dancing (all kinds), eating, singing, reading, loving, being, working, helping, learning, growing. I love all kinds of music. I especially love mewithoutYou. Aaron Weiss is by far one of the most humble people that I know of. I am also a huge fan of the late, great Five Iron Frenzy. I also like to read when it interests me. I love Rumi. Some of my favorite reads are: Fahrenheit 451, Anthem, The Essential Rumi, Life of Pi, The Old Man and the Sea, Velvet Elvis, Walden. Expertise: Not much it turns out. Occupation: Other Industry: Nonprofit
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| Many of you know I am apart of a student organization devoted to ending homelessness in the city of Denton and also to bring about a new sense of communtity in the area.
One of the things we do involves making dinner on Thursday nights and taking it down to a homeless shelter right off the square called Sons of Thunder. We absolutely love this place. There have been more great discussions and friendships formed there than we could even begin to count. They started out primarily as a motorcycle ministry and quickly found themselves being called help the homeless of Denton. They really all have huge hearts.
Sadly, for about a year now the city has been giving them the run around about the building. They have had to spend thousands of dollars (that they didn't have) to meet city regulation requirements that ended up just being ignored in the end anyway.
Recently, the city has told them they need to raise $4,000 to even keep their doors open for one more month. It has to do with a back alley way that runs between the Sons of Thunder building and the Elk's Lodge. Sons of Thunder needs access to the alley way so they can use it as an emergency exit. I'm sure this is what the Elk's Lodge uses it for as well. But there's a dispute on who actually owns the alley way, so the city wants Sons of Thunder to use the $4,000 to get the entire block surveyed to know exactly who owns it.
Personally, I don't understand why they can't just share the alley. I mean it is...just an alley.
Also, I think there may be a hidden agenda that the city isn't letting on. There are rumors going around the building Sons of Thunder is in might become part of Denton's new Arts and Music District.
While the arts are very important, the humanity of our community shouldn't have to suffer because of it.
In my own opinion, the city should be doing more in trying to at least help relocate Sons of Thunder to a more logical location.
Whether or not this will really become home to new bars and clubs, or a new pharmacy, or anything, the community must take a stand to save these guys. They are our friends. We love them. We need them, and they need us.
Please rise up. Take initiative. No one person can end this. Talk to your friends and protest the injustice that's happening!
Email our city council leaders at pv@cityofdenton.com! Let them know you are concerned with what's happening! Even if you don't live in Denton, please help us out to the best of your ability!
Below is what I wrote to our leaders:
To whom it may concern,
Hello, I am a resident in the city of Denton and I wanted to let you know that I am concerned with the future of Sons of Thunder. I ask that the Planning and Zoning Committee grant the Sons of Thunder a Specific Use Permit so that they be allowed to continue their work at their present location. I see this ministry as vital to our community and to the poor. Please allow this organization to continue the work they do for the people of this town.
You can be the change you wish to see in the world!
love wins. ryan | | |
| So yesterday, was pretty insane. I was sick in A&M. I woke up feeling the stomache ache coming on. I thought it was just hungriness. I was horribly wrong. On the way home, I threw up every 45 min, with 15 min decreasing time slots every stop. I would tell goat to stop and before I had two feet out the door, there was puke flying out of my mouth. Pretty incredible. One time was the worst. It was so ferocious that it made me defecate a small amount in my pants. What was worse was we were 15 min away from our next real stop. Talk about an uncomfortable dampness. | | |
| so i had my very last first day of elementary thru high school education. it was pretty cool. and still very wierd. I entered my first class of the day...counter terrorism....hmm.....upon walking in i first noticed it was a classroom of 20 some odd boys only. hahaha later 2 girls came in. just kind of a funny coincidence seeing that we talked about war the whole time. I did hop out of that class into a more homosexual class. theater 3/4. my feminism was allowed to come out a little more in there! lol just kidding ladies and well guys too i guess. i began my first day as elementary music teacher aid. it was super cool! i have learned several songs including lucy lockit lost her pocket, naughty kitty cat, and bee bee bumblebee. lol they are all prospective 2007 billboard chart candidates for those keeping track at home. in this class i have 1st grade. it is a very funny grade. the teacher was teaching them about beat by walking in ryhthm with the song. so she was walking and she asked the kids what ..."did she keep in her feet?" of course the answer was beat but this isn't what the kids brought to the table. some of their very fine answers included: "umm.....socks?" "drums." "violin!!" yes, he said that she kept a violin in her feet. oh the thinks kids can think! on a side note: I hate the arlington skatium. if anyone knows of a place that pays well and lets me not come in for it, please respond asap. | | |
| HAPPY NEW YEAR! EVERYBODY MAKEOUT! | | |
| Christmas time is completed. After numerous journeys to the local mall I am very glad to be done. Going into that manufactured hell hole full of manufactured customers is very asphyxiating. I would walk through a certain department store every trip, right through thier enormous assortment of luxury hand bags, perfumes that smell like piss but cost more than my life, and women drooling over each with their lovers pulling out credit cards and pocketbooks. One of the most depressing sights is a man pulling out his method of payment with a look on his face so distraught that you can see the debt piling in his eyes. Watching him you can tell that he knows this buy his comepletely unnecessary but he has been coaxed to believe that the more he spends on his lover the more she knows he loves her. In a market where goods are made by children underpaid/or not even paid at all and customers who are raised for purchasing, our world is becoming an evolution of destruction and debt. And Christmas makes it even worse because a gift means so much to people. But it's the gift that matters not why the gift was given. Why was the gift given anyway? Love? No! Impossible! Not this country, not this decade, not this culture, not this world! Why even are we? You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world. ~Fight Club movie, novel by Chuck Palahniuk
merry christmas. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ also we went to steak and shake tonight at 11:45 and ben got a pube in his shake. | | |
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