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test test test la la la and a bottle of rum, this be the blog of fitness and what not.

NOT MY BLOG

This isn't really my blog anymore.... I don't think I told anybody that I even had a blog. But if I did tell you, and you come to this blog, well, I'm not doing it anymore... I am now going to be blogging from wanderwonder.com ... this blogspot one was kind of a rough draft, and an introduction into the blogging community....
I probably don't need to type this, because I honestly don't think people have ever been on this blog... but, I guess this is closure for me.
Good-bye Hustace.blogspot.com... hello WANDERWONDER!

Great Friends

Great friends aren't necessarily the friends you've had the longest or the friends that you spend a lot of your time with. In my case, I think my greatest friends are the people who, when I leave their company, I feel rejuvenated, encouraged, and loved. When we separate there is a sadness but without guilt or remorse.



Basically, great friends leave you wanting more.


Kyle is helping me design a blog cooler than this one.

Interesting Thought

Once there was a people who surveyed the resources of the world and
said to each other: “How can we be sure that we will have enough in
hard times? We want to survive whatever happens. Let us start
collecting food, materials and knowledge so that we are safe and
secure if a crisis occurs.” So they started hoarding. So much and so
eagerly that the other peoples protested and said: “You have so much
more than you need, while we don’t have enough to survive. Give us
part of your wealth!” But the fearful hoarders said: “No, no we need
to keep this in case of emergency, in case things go bad for us too,
in case our lives are threatened.” But the others said: “We are dying
now, please give us food and materials and knowledge to survive. We
can’t wait… we are dying now!”

Then the fearful hoarders became even more fearful since they became
afraid that the poor and hungry people would attack them. So they said
to one another: “Let us build walls around our wealth so that no
stranger can take it from us.” They started erecting walls so high
that they could not even see anymore whether their enemies were
outside the walls or not! As their fear increased they put bombs at
the top of their walls so that nobody from outside would even dare to
come close. But instead of feeling safe and secure behind their armed
walls they found themselves trapped in the prison they had built with
their own fear. They even became afraid of their own bombs, wondering
if they might harm themselves more than their enemy. And gradually
they realize that their fear of death had brought them closer to it.
Henry Nouwen

Failed Challenge


I failed. Wasn't even close. I'm just not an everyday blogger I guess.
Oh well, life goes on.

Shutter Island


Went and saw Shutter Island tonight. Loved it.
Fun little story line, good acting, and I don't know exactly what it was or what to call it, but i loved the way it was filmed... the cinematography i guess?
Anyway... Solid movie.

Day 13

I got nothin. It's 11:26 and I have nothing to say.

What a boring blog.

More like blah-g.

Day 12

I don't know what I was thinking trying to blog every day. I just don't have that much to say! I guess it's a nice opportunity to just get use to writing for writing's sake, to no one in particular, maybe find a bit of my literary voice (although most days I'm not actually writing, I'm just stealing quotes). I think when I decided to start blogging that I assumed I would have a lot to say, because I think about little things (and big things) all the time... but when it comes to put them into words, I find myself drawing a blank or just being too lazy to fully explain and evaluate myself.
I think that "laziness" is showing itself to be a recurring theme in my life. I think I need to work on that. I'll start tomorrow. ( this is not procrastination, I'm just about to go to bed that's all)

Let's be Honest...

The truth is more important than the facts.
~Frank Lloyd Wright

Those who think it is permissible to tell white lies soon grow color-blind.
~Austin O'Malley

Truth is the most valuable thing we have, so I try to conserve it.
~Mark Twain

The Hippy in Me


I was born in a conservative town to a conservative family. I love meat and I love Rambo and I loved that I love those things. Lately though I've been starting to see things a little differently.
I love burgers, steak, chicken, fish, pork (mmmm bacon). Always have, probably always will. However, I'm considering giving up meat, based on economic, environmental, and health issues that surround it. I'm not so much worried about the life of the animal (call me cruel) but the industrialization of things (anything, not just meat) while convenient and helpful in some situations, seems to be taking a toll on people's health, the environment those people share and the economy they are a part of. So, even if I love it, should I support it?

As a child, I would run around the yard shooting "bad guys" by the thousands and winning wars to get the girl. My friends and I destroyed hundreds upon thousands of "bad guys" to protect ourselves and our homes. Now, suddenly I am cherishing human life, even if it's an enemy's and I would hate to imagine myself in a position of choosing between ending someone's life and submitting my own. Supporting a war? I just don't see how I can...

I'm starting to lose sight of the important stuff like career, money, status... and I'm finding my interests turning towards relationships, ideals and philosophy. I don't know exactly what's happening to me. Is this just the natural mellowing that comes with age? Am I being cowardly, turning away from my duty, responsibility, and way of life that I was brought up in?

I don't think it's cowardice, because I think it takes a lot of courage to be a vegetarian, when everyone around you eats meat. It would take a LOT of courage to look someone in the eye and say "You can kill me, but I refuse to hurt you back".

Well, I haven't yet given up meat...yet. I still love Rambo... though maybe not what he stands for anymore. So what is happening to me?
I guess that's just the hippy in me.

Did it again...

I am certainly not rising to the occasion on this challenge I've challenged myself to. Here's another double post for missing yesterday.

A friend of mine is traveling/living in Kenya and her story is sweet, honest and wonderful.
I love reading it and I hope to have my own stories like hers someday.

Here she is ANNA.


Day 8

Ernest Hemingway
"Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk.
That will teach you to keep your mouth shut."








Dude was a bad ass. What else is there to say? Ernest Hemingway was a Man's Man.

I Forgot to Post!

I have failed my challenge, I forgot to post yesterday. But, I guess I can amend the rules for myself, I mean hey, I'm a nice guy... Okay, forgot to post yesterday, double time today.

"Better a witty fool than a foolish wit." - Shakespeare
Is it possible to be both?

Day 6


Do you believe in God? If you believe in God, then you most likely believe in the type of God that is eternal, outside of time, beyond the scope of our everyday understanding. If you believe in this type of God, then you most likely believe that he/she/it created the universe, created earth.
If you don't believe in God, then you believe that the universe itself is eternal, because molecules and gravity and space all had to be around in order for circumstances to occur that allowed for the creation of the earth.

But either way you slice it, you have t0 believe in something that is around forever. Something is eternal. Something is beyond us.

I think that's wild!

A simple Truth

Putting things off only means
you have to do them LATER!
I need to be more responsible with my time.
Why am I posting this on my blog?
Oh, yeah, because I'm trying to find truth in everyday...
and I challenged myself to write it down.
So, there's some truth about me. I hope I learn from this.

Amazingly Tragic

The truth I found today is in the form of an article from Foreign Policy.
Here is the article .
What are we doing to ourselves?



Day 3

What do you see? Faces or vase?


Obviously both are present in this "illusion".

My question: why can't "both" be the answer more often. Why do we feel the desire to label things with either/or, black/white, good/bad, right/wrong? I think there are times when these labels are appropriate, but I think a lot more often the correct view is both.

Truth 2

The good guys don't always win.
But they do win sometimes.
So that's nice.

Found this picture on several blogs, but could not find the original. If you know who I should credit, let me know!


Truth of the Day, 39 Days Left

Unsustainable development is cancer.
-graffiti on the streets of Baltimore

Challenge Myself

Well, I started this blog thinking I would post weekly, if not more... Obviously that didn't happen. I got busy and I got lazy (mostly lazy) and now I'm back, and determined to make this a "back with a vengeance" thing. I think one of the things that kept me from writing is that I kept asking myself if things were "blog worthy". I even wrote a few posts, and never posted them because I never quite finished or decided they were lame. Also, blogging is weird. Who am I even talking to right now? I'm essentially writing/talking to myself... the thing I came to realize is, that's fine. That's why I decided to start a blog, to "think out loud" and then after two silly posts I started trying to get all grand and philosophical and profound, when really, that's not how I think at all.

So, onto the challenge part! I have challenged myself to write SOMETHING everyday for the next forty days (it is Lent after all). My goal is to find some kind of "truth" whether my own thought or from an author or friend. Whether profound or simple I am looking for truth in everyday, and I'm posting it RIGHT HERE for the next forty days.