I was eating a bit of lunch and found a reference to a friend right on the back of this sweet ride.  Enjoy TaTonka.

If this is any type of preview for what tech toys will be like in the future, I think ourselves and generations to come will be just fine when it comes to alternative learning tools.

Pretty amazing stuff, pay careful attention to the last example he performs

Siftables

The photos speak for themselves..

Ferrari Braking Action

So after almost a year of having Vast up and running, the email registration system has been an on again off again debacle.  After some final configurations with my good friends at GoDaddy, the tubes are now unclogged. (For those of you less technical, that means that the emails are working).  So move that cursor on over to the right and click Register.  We’d love to hear from you!

Peace, love, and mad props Al Gore for giving up the tubes that power the world

Jerod

Hey everyone!

I know I haven’t posted much over the last few months and that is no one’s fault but my own, however I plan to change that trend.  I have taken some time to jaunt down some ideas and goals that I have in mind for the site and would like to see implemented in the year 2009.  These are high level with a possiblity to be updated and checked off as the year progresses.  Please comment or add suggestions as you see fit.

1.   First and foremost will be getting an Exchange server up and running so the WordPress email system works from beginning to end and everywhere in between.

2.   At least one new layout change to keep the site fresh and new.

3.   A place for all administrators and authors to go for tutorials and information that they need to successfully navigate the site and feel comfortable enough to put their pencils to the site.

4.   Work on the integration of BBpress (Forum) into the site some more and get it all set up to where we have some valuable topics to comment and discuss on.

5.   Continue to stay current on all plug-ins and WordPress releases so our administrators and authors are always working with the latest and greatest tools.

6.   This is probably my biggest goal of all, and will deem the most difficult.  Since I installed the first version of WordPress and created Vast Reality, I have either used default themes (in the beginning) or other good looking themes that I have since then modified with updated backgrounds, borders, photos, icons, and text to my liking (like the one now).  The goal for 2009 is to build my own WordPress theme entirely from scratch and implement it so I can get feedback.  This will be a great learning experience for myself and a true test of my XHTML and CSS skills.

Like I said above, please comment or throw out new suggestions you would like to see on the site, I have a great desire to really start making this a more interactive environment.   Thanks again for everyone continuing to contribute their time and talents to Vast Reality.  Keep up the great work.

Hey guys, long time with no post lately, been busy and not much of an access to the internet. But i havent forgot about ya!. I have just been chillin down here in Springfield tryling to lay low off partying…..well….not as much anyways lol. Which is great because my head is less foggy and i am becomming more productive…..and it feel’s great. I just joined Ozark Fitness Center and been pumping these guns, let me know if u wanna purchess ticket’s to my show =). haha just playing, and i am going to church reguraly which is awesome…..does alot of good for me. Once i get my computer going again via internet i can post some pictures for ya guy’s, i have it on my phone but i doubt that will transfer anything to here. It has like 2,000+ people and alot of good christian people that i really enjoy soaking in there good spirit and passing it along to other’s. But i got to run and i wish the best in all of you and take one day at a time and always remember,…..God is for you and he want’s you to be strong and happy…everyday……never forget that and always keep a postitive spirit and pass it to other’s. Peace amigo’s.

Join me in welcoming a new Author to the Vast Reality community:  Charles K.

His username is MiamiWinds and will have Author priviledges.  For those of you that know our current author, Ben, Charles K. is his brother.  Thank you for your interest and we look forward to your entries!

Again, Welcome.

Charles, please e-mail me (or call) for your new password.  You may change this password on your first log-in.  When we both have a minute, I will walk you through basic profile maintenence and basic posting ins and outs.  Additionally, all Authors have a profile page setup for members and visitors to view.  When you have some information available, please visit the “Profiles” page located on the list on the right to see the basic format of a profile.  I will also show you how to post a “page” that will be filed under the profiles tab as well.  I look forward to hearing from you.

I dont know what it is with me. One day i feel on top of the world, nothing could be better. The next i wake up to gagging and continue all day long. I try to stifle it, but if i half way throw up it doesnt seem as bad for awhile. I always want to get fucked up (I know im exposing myself) and seem seriously depressed and i dont know why. Thats what is bothering me the most, that i cant find the reason why this is all happening. I may be blocking something i dont want to deal with? But what? Even when i take something to calm me down i get a headache and the gagging gets worse. I find myself with me head in my hands again. And i dont know why….. I havent been able to sleep in the past coulple days, I stay up and watch movies and hope to drift into sleep. My meds have been comprimised once again. My doctor doesnt practice at the same place and has been hard to find where he is to prescribe my meds and am running out of everything. I have allready ran out of one anti-depressant and one sleeping aid. Thats probobly what my problem is. I have one more anti depressant and one more mood stablalizer and seem to have doubled my dose to try and curve my mood. But it doesnt work. It took me two years to find the right cocktail of medicines that work for me, having these pills pushed on me that make me throw up 2 hours later. That really pisses me off. And i finally found it! And theyre going to try and fuck me again. FUCK! If i cant get what im dependent on as far as my meds, my life… will spiral down to a Hell…. that makes it impossible to breath. Im so sick of this i dont want to go there again. Its so cold alone, you find yourself just wandering in the darkness…. You protect your hope under a cloak, a ball of light, to make sure that no one tries to steal your chance.

its been some time since ive written on the site, and i ask myself why. The first thing that comes up is that my life has improved dramaticly in the past while and i have nothing much to bitch and complain about. I would say that 95% of my writings through out the years have been nothing but negative, maybe trying to seek pity or compation. And alot of time when i do get it, when they do hear what i have to say then they become different towards me that when they didnt know anything. People start to become affraid of me for some reason, and have lost alot of friends because of it. Its one thing to dump it all out on a person you really dont know and completly different if you can live in the now and apply what youve learned for the future. “what doesnt kill you only makes you stronger”

But i am so paranoid about slipping and falling back to where i was. Now that i know how fulfilling life can be if i had to go back it would be even worse than before. Its like riding first class, after youve riden first class you really dont want to go back to coach. And that has become one of the most single important thing that i have to protect. I kind of think of it like the indians they would fight for thier way of life and i sure as hell will too.

I so love to help people, especially the people that i can see have gone through similiar circumstances that i have. I believe that i can… guide them through the jungle through a more easier path to trek. I find it very rewarding, the smile on thier face or the look in thier eyes just fills my heart with happiness. But sometimes it can be a little to much to handle, all these lost souls seem to attract to me and i relize that im saying mostly the same thing to most of them. I dont think that is good. Dont get me wrong i do listen, i listen VERY hard to people if they want to tell me something that just eats them up inside, like a person to cry on. That doesnt bother me its just SO many people living in such hurt it breaks my heart, it really breaks my heart. i just want to shake them, shake them so hard they dont know where they are anymore and a light comes on in thier head telling them they dont have to live like this. Peace. According to the bible worrying is a sin because you dont believe that God will guide you through the darkness. Thats a hard thing to… live by, but is true. Im not preaching i just want so many people that I CAN SEE having hurtfull lives to smile and say im worth it.

This past time in KC ive learned alot about alot of people. Thier actions speak volumes about the way they are and the way they think and do acordingly. Its allright to blow people off when they try to take you down a notch for what ever fucked up reason they think they have to do that. its allright to be wrong sometimes, its allright to ask for help. Everyone needs it sometimes and your a fool if you think otherwise.

The main thing im trying to say is that i wish i could give alittle of myself to these people to help them to see what they cant see just yet. To help. Im not going to mention any names, but when i see them next im going to have a smile from ear to ear. :):):)

“Here son”, my dad said to me as he gave me a new toy. A shiny new toy that makes noise. I wave it and the air is filled with joy. As I grow older, I get bigger and better toys. Toys with big wheels and toys that can shoot water many feet away. My friends and I like our toys. Cause what’s a boy without his toy.

“Here son”, my dad said to me as he gave me a new toy. “What’s this for?”, I asked him. “Well, you’re too old to play with those other toys. You need to cut the hair off your face. You’re no longer a boy but becoming a man.” But I don’t want to let go of those toys. Besides I found another toy that I always had. And this toy was really cool. Made me feel good when I played with it. Dad said not to play with my toy that way. I had to put it in a holster. That made no sense to me. I asked my friends. Some said one thing and some said different.

“Here son”, my dad said as he gave me a new toy. Hey this is cool, as he hands me the key. It looks like my old toy but big and loud. Has wheels and is shiny. “Remember that holster I told you about? You can’t get that without this.” So I and my friends drive in my new toy, looking to pick up holsters.

So one of these holsters, she said to me, “I like your toy, but if you want to play with me, you need to work to give me my toys”. So off to college and career. I gave a her a big playhouse like the one she had when she was a little girl. We joined the other boys and their girls. We had dinners, plays and vacations. New furniture, fine china and drapes. I wanted a two-seater, a boat or some guns. She said she’ll pick my toys cause I’m no longer a little boy.

Time passes and I’m tired of these toys. I want another holster. So I sneak and I creep and fumble around. I find a holster that likes my toy and she plays with it as much as we want. But after a time she wants her own playhouse. Back to sneaking and creeping and fumbling some more but my first holster finds out someone was using my toy. She hands me some papers and takes all the toys. Wow, a boy with no toys.

“Here dad”, my son said as he gave me a new toy. A shiny new toy that rattles when I wave it and the air is filled with joy. So you see, a man will always be a boy whether he’s 7 months or 77 years old, cause, what’s a boy without his toy.