Will probably never come… In the meantime check out the pictures.
I’m fixing to leave for the Image Fusion 2005 Conference in Vienna, VA. Thankfully I am not speaking. Speaking right now is a very difficult thing for me to do since I have lost my voice. Its better than it was last night, so hopefully it will continue to get better since tomorrow I will have to do some talking.
Oh, It’s gonna rain
Well, it’s gonna rain
Oh, you better get ready
And bear this in mind
For God showed Noah the rainbow sign
“It won’t be water, but fire next time”
Now way back in the Bible days
Noah told the people that it’s gonna rain
But when he did they didn’t pay him no mind
So when it happenned they were left behind
So when the rains began to pour
They knocked on the window and knocked on the door
But they didn’t know exactly what they should do
And you don’t want that to happen to you
Then Noah cried out, “I’m sorry my friends,
But God has shut the door and you can’t get in
If something doesn’t happen to the hearts of men
The same old thing is going to happen again”
I said, “The same old thing is going to happen again”
You know, “The same old thing is going to happen again”
He said, “It won’t be water, but fire next time”
He said, “It won’t be water, but fire next time”
Oh well, at least its not gonna flood.
Yeah you know how it goes, no need to finish it. Anyways, as promised I will continue the humble description of the service activities of Wednesday night. The group I was with went to Second Harvest Food Bank of East Tennessee. As soon as we got there we were put to work. No tour as Todd had promised. They really didn’t describe what they do either. It’s alright with me though. I’ve worked with Second Harvest several times in the past. I’ve done the Tim Kerin Food Drive every year since ’97 (yeah, it did actually used to be a food drive) and CANstruction a couple of times. This was probably my fourth time to the warehouse. For those that went for the first time, they didn’t get to hear stuff like all the baked goods that Panera Bread makes but doesn’t sell at the end of the day, gets donated to Second Harvest. Last night we sorted through some 1.4 tons of donated food and sorted them into boxes according to different classifications. One box might have soups, while another box has fruits, yet another box had corn, carrots, mixed vegeatables, etc.
OK, so your probably wondering what’s so significant about the title. Well Second Harvest Food Bank of East Tennessee gets more beans donated than any other product. Some places will get more soups, while other places get more crackers. Recently Second Harvest has started an exchange program with other food banks that don’t get as many beans as they do.
Eric, Chris, and I invented a new game tonight at the CSC. Its even more fun that Chinese Firedrill Ping Pong. It incorporates Dodgeball and Ping Pong. You can imagine how its played. You can only handle the ball with your paddle. If the ball touches you, you get a point. After so many points, your eliminated. The last person standing is the winner.
Ok, so last night began the first in a series of service projects that will be done instead of Wednesday night class. One group went to a runaway shelter for teens (ask Mer about the experience in Seattle with a runaway shelter for teens) and another group went to the Angelic Ministries International warehouse. I was part of the group that went to the warehouse. This place was huge. We toured the facilities and learned a little bit about what they do.
When it came time to get to work, there were two tasks they wanted help with. The first task was sorting clothes. The second task was assembling theater seats and securing them to two 1×6 boards. Todd, Leslee, Lora, Jesse Dalton, Zach, and Charlie did the first task. David, Adam B, James, and I did the second task. The second task was way harder than it had to be. When was the last time you actually drove wood screws through a 1×6 using nothing but a screwdriver? For this very reason, drills and electric screwdrivers were created. I have blisters on my hands from actually doing this. To make matters worse, only two of the screwdrivers were even remotely suitable for this kind of task. The other two screwdrivers were just too small.
After doing about 28 screws and seeing that James was only on his 4th, I let him use my screwdriver so he could be a little more productive. At this point I went upstairs to see how the first group was doing. They were coming along well, but there was this one bag Charlie, Jesse, and Zach just refused to touch. What a bunch of wimps. The bag mostly contained panties, bras, and swimsuits. All you had to do was sort them into children’s, ladies small-medium, and ladies large. After completing the task nobody else wanted to do, I went back downstairs to the seats. They had just started the fourth set of chairs. It was at this point I really started to notice the blisters that were forming on my hands.
As we were leaving, Todd told the lady that he felt like we didn’t do much… Obviously Todd wasn’t part of the downstairs crew.