panamasizzles

i just want to go back to college

2006-04-10T13:42:00.000-05:00

Yep it's true...leaving college was the most assanine thing i've done in a while...we there was also the time that i slept on my glasses and broke them...but that is in a whole other category of assaniness....any way i have just returned from a weekend in the ville..that is to say steubenville...land of dean martin and my alma mater....although this little ohio valley oasis is full of smog and and toothless residents there is just something about it that i miss oh so terribly..could it be the fact that there is no real responsibility when you are in college....my biggest concern of most days was will i go to dinner at 5 or 530 or will i go to lunch before or after mass...but now that i've entered into the world of how will i stretch my meager church paycheck this week to eat and possibly buy some starbucks? i'm usually not the most philisophical person but reflection was inevitable this weekend....so that in a nutshell is why i just want to go back to college

I'm back for good

2006-04-03T17:32:00.000-05:00

I though that I could give up the world of blogging but it turns out that somehow nicotene is injected into my fingers via the keyboard that i blog from and i'm once again addicted. plus..in the recent weeks i found out that i actually did have some readers that missed my sometimes cheezy and dumb commentaries on the reality that is my life...so joey and jimmy this is for you! Let's see what's new? I'm moving on from the luxurious florida panhandle to a somewhat undisclosed location....i say that like it's secret but the truth is that i quit my job here and literally don't know where it is that i will be going. I have my plan but who knows if Jesus has checked it out yet...who knows he may think it's the most assanine idea! in other news i've lost over 20 lbs. since my last blog...do these letters look thinner to you? So i guess you could say that i'm new and improved and tan on top of the loss of a toddlers worth of weight...there's just something about skin that it looks better tan even if someone is slightly unattractive, being tan makes a world of difference. I love tanness. I was in Steubenville last week which was great to see the old stomping ground and the old college peeps. I will also be going this week for young apostle captain training. not really sure if im doing the training or getting trained but there will be training nonetheless. So someone tell the Ohio Valley to get ready because I'm coming (you were supposed to sing that like in the Puff Daddy song...) I found my perfect Kareoke song this week, usually i admittedly suck at the sport of kareoke. in my mind it's a real sport since i hate sports. but this week at around the corner tavern in parker florida formerly known as toejams i found that the song i was born to sing is in fact about dying, tim mcgraw live like you were dyin' the kareoke jockey donna made me sing it twice i was so good! I could put out a single if iwanted but im not all about publicity so i won't...anyway those are my thoughts
peace

If I was a betting man

2005-09-18T10:19:00.000-05:00

If i was a betting man (at certain points in my life I have been...yeah not being able to walk be a scratch off lotto machine in the kroger in steubenville without purchasing multiple tickets, is that a problem??) anyway if i was a betting man today...I would venture to say the unthinkable that the novelty of blogging has begun to wear off...a whole week without a single blog, sad day!!!
So I apologize to all of my faithful readers, especially tara! But let's see what has happened in my illustrious life this week, i got a haircut which normally isn't a big thing but this week it was, all summer i have been frustrated with my hair and the dilemna to grow it out or to cut it, so i did a little bit of both, I would grow it until it looked gross and then cut it until slightly before the gross marker. But this last haircut I left to the discretion of the nice lady at costcutters and i have returned to a clean cut hairstyle that i have been told on multiple occasions looks like that of jimmy neutron. i had a meeting for work this week as well, two hours away!!!I thought it would be a meeting of a good chunk of the youth ministers in the area, and that it would actually be a meeting, however it turned out to be eating fried chicken with middle aged women and my friend lee, and on top of that i got a migraine on the way which resulted in one of my eyes going blurry and me slurring my speech, while driving!!!! But to make it all better we got gilati on the way home...I experienced homecoming for the first time in my life this week, i went to an all guys schools so unless we have a homecoming drag queen the whole homecoming thing would have been confusing to pull off..anyway some of my teens were in homecoming court so I went to the homecoming "fantasia" which was nothing more than a spectacle of popularity, and of course i sat in the designated mom section and probobaly looked like a stalker all for the sake of sharing jesus with teenagers....I threatened the middle schoolers on wednesday...i told them quote "i have a college degree and i can think of really hard homework!!!" i don't think it was as scary as it was in my head...afterwards they told me i was the coolest teacher they've ever had...i think it was a ploy for no homework....well it's off to the beach because I can!
peace
Dan

good times had by all or at least some

2005-09-11T23:45:00.000-05:00

Well where do i begin...it's actually good to be back in the souf, what if every one said south with an f, souf.
this week i learned that the christian bookstore is the devil...every time i walk in it costs 50 dollars, this is me..oooh trendy christian parafanalia i need you...do i really? no probobaly not lets just be honest, but i end up buying the crap anyway...
i also learned that shane and shane are pretty much my new favorite christian band, i went to a concert with my friend lee, and her friend gina, who happens to be a behavioral therapist. needless to say she had a field day hanging out with me and analyzing me! anywho the concert was a big baptist hootnanny. good times good times...lee and i wanted to go up the altar call just to get front row seats but we discerned that that would be wrong, but we ended up in the front nonetheless. i think we even did some liturgical dancing, well the concert wasn't a liturgy but we danced, now i'm confused. from the concert we travelled to destin but first stopped at a sketchy bar that was playing sketchy music....and then it was on to blue point fish something or other a different bar full of trendy people, i felt like a big nerd at first until people started leaving and i started drinking then i was the trendiest person i knew. i was shmoozing with the best of them! I felt like a real young adult!!! someone even thought i was 26, thats a big step i usually get 12. anyway we closed the bar down and i felt like i was in college again, my social world was at my finger tips, then i woke up in a retreat center and realized it was my home and was brought back to reality.!! oh humble pie you taste so good. time for bed...gnight

to read the articles

2005-09-07T23:46:00.000-05:00

to read the denver post and rocky mountain news articles google daniel morrone
peece

The day God filled me with grace

2005-09-07T23:33:00.000-05:00

Okay the events which I will mention in this here blog are unmistakably true and not made up!!!So as you all know I took a little vakay to Denver, the land of mountains and ummm mountains? so i left the beauty of the beach for the beauty of God's creation in topography, big word I know, sprawling masses of land that reach into the clouds oh boy right? yeah i was pretty pumped as I got onto the plane to head to the west. I arrived safe and sound and was met at the airport by two friends, Shannon and Bernadette, so we went back to their nice little apartment where I feasted on a left over fajita which didn't quite do it for me but i didn't have the heart to tell them as i choked it down. Shannon is also a youth minister so we stayed up pretty late and chatted about ministry and the joys and struggles of it, becca i'm sure you can relate. So the plan for the morning was to go to daily mass at the church that Shannon works at. So we left the apt kind of late and as we were driving we saw money on the side of the road, pulled over and started picking up money, 100 dollar bills!!!! in stacks of $10,000!!!! we got back into the car and i started counting, 31,000 to be exact. So we continued on to mass no knowing what to do. Try focusing on our Eucharistic Lord with that much cash at your feet in a purse. We finished mass and said a prayer to Mary to ask for guidance, We ended up bringing the money to the police and later finding out that it belonged to an afeminate vietnamese 19 year old and his crazy goth girlfriend they had 50000 for a down payment on a house. they placed it on the top of their car and drove off. anyway i was on the news in denver and made the front page of the denver post. The rest of my trip was pretty uneventful. I told the junior high kids about my experience today and I was their hero for a good 30 minutes = victory was mine in the classroom today!!!!

thats all for now, sorry for the lack of blogging last week
peece (spread the new spelling for the word formerly spelled peace to all you know and love)
dan

I'm about to tap the rockies

2005-08-30T23:00:00.000-05:00

Yep tis true, tommorow marks 90 days at my job here in the PCB, panama city beach, and the day of my first vacation. The title may have given it away but I am jumping ship after class and going to Denver to visit some peeps and enjoy the labor day festivities, speaking of labor and festivities i just saw one of the grossest things on tv possibly ever, there was a woman and her husband who wanted to have a completely natural childbirth so she literally gave birth to twins on the toilet while her husband videotaped, yuck!! is that what labor day celebrates i sure as hell hope not!!! speaking of gross my youth minister partner in crime lee was driving her church van and she got a flat tire, after hitting a opossum you would think flat tire, maybe a nail is lodged in said tire, nope definately a opossum tooth, should that a have been an an? I feel as if I cheated on my two readers since i haven't written in days!, Francesca I'm sorry! I get a raise tommorow and I've been invited to join a family from the parish to the turks and cacos islands in october, I love my life even though i am still loftless, I'm applying to live at a place called eagles landing now, pray that i can land and perhaps perch there some day soon,

much love, off to the mile high city
dan

so much for lofty dreams

2005-08-27T23:04:00.000-05:00

So I went to be last night with dreams of my new loft...oh how trendy I will be, come to my loft for dinner saturday night, oh i just have to run back to my loft to grab something, sure you can dock your boat outside my loft on my private dock. yep these are the things i would say.

So I went to my youth minister meeting, translation, 15 middleaged overweight women who wish they were still teenagers in one place function, had lunch with said ladies and proceeded to call the guy about the loft, and he said he had rented it this morning, my world crashed before my eyes.....sad day.....i was pumped and now here i sit, no loft....I think I was obsessed with it and still am, so pray that I can find an apartment

I'm going to bed so I can wake up early and go to the beach to observe Katrina, the hurricane.

gnight

dan

nice loft man!

2005-08-26T22:46:00.000-05:00

So here goes, yesturday was a good day, a day in which i decided that it was absolutely neccesary to move into an apartment, so today was apartment hunting day!

I always forget that God is in charge on days like this and i get my little plan in my head and off i go, well today off i went and kept on going. I planned on getting up and going to the beach and calling apartment people from the beach, and then sensically i would go look at apartments and be done with all of this noise by the end of the day. However as i was leaving this morning I was driving, knowing damn well that my brake light had been on for a few weeks, I tapped the brake and no stopping occured my car just kept on going luckily with no one in front of it. Moral...i got new brakes today. In the meantime I couldn't go get tan at the beach, however when i did get my car back, stopping like a champ i checked out an apartment that has my name written all over it. It's a loft. So there is a downstairs and then the bedroom is upstairs like a balcony, It's within my price range and it's on a bayou, which apparently is a loose translation for little marina, because right outside there are little boats all tied up on a dock. So not quite a waterfront penthouse, but a pretty classy little establishment none the less. So I think I will bite the bullet and call the guy tommorow to say that I want it. Loft living is pretty trendy and so am I.

I need to go to bed, I have a 2 hour drive tommorow to our diocesan annual youth ministers meeting.

bye yall

Hi, can I live with you?

2005-08-24T22:30:00.000-05:00

Okay so today was a hectic one, It started as most do, getting out of bed and rolling to the office. So normal normal, check out my blog and francesca's and everyone elses, check the old email. then think about doing some work, but wednesdays have a mind of their own because i teach a middle school elective every week.

Middle School=crazy time, awkard, and somewhat destructive.

So I go to my classroom and all of my little angels are sitting at their desks, however they have all chosen desks in the back of the room. So I make the usual witty did i forget deodorant comment. I then begin teaching, if hell actually planned on breaking loose i think it would choose to do so in a middle school classroom by the way. So the kids start throwing berries that they have foraged outside after lunch. I see one wing by my head and then another and another, i say what is going on here, I felt like Mr. Belding! So I make them throw away the berries but by this time they are already on the floor. Translation, clean up time after class. So I think things are back to normal and then the kids just start standing up in the middle of my teaching, I never would have thought to do that in middleschool! But again I yell at them and presto back to normal until hitler shows up, yep. They were decorating the assignment that we were doing and i look at one of the kids pages and there it is a swastika, i keed you not, right there on the paper, so in my inexperienced teacher mind i think what the hell do i do, kids are now circling the desk and yelling swastika, saying things like "i am a swastika". ahhhhh!!! jesus save me from the sixth grade nazis!!! I spoke to said students parents tonight and apparently he watched a movie about the sound of music where a kid draws a swastika on his paper, thank God he wasn't a real middleschool hitler. so needless to say by the end the kids knew that mr. dan wasn't happy.

now to the title of this blog, I'm looking for a place to live since right now i live in a retreat center at the parish i work at and that is just not working out, so i started searching online and emailing people in the area looking for roommates, is that even safe? comments please. I'm just trying to save a buck but don't want to get raped, killed, mauled in the process right?

On a random note there was a guest speaker nun at the parish tonight whose brother was my religion teacher in high school at home in connecticut, small small catholic world it is.

peace out till the morrow

an encounter with a brit

2005-08-23T16:16:00.000-05:00

Well hello all...I have begun to share the joy of blogging with some friends, some think, hmm he needs a hobby, and others think oh cool now i can be inside dan's mind on a regular basis. So whichever type of friend you are welcome to my mind!

Sorry it's been a few days since my last entry things in the sizzle have been hectic and I haven't had time to write.

So since the pseudo-gay-metro target experience things have settled in that area, I am feely mighty hetero today, although I do really enjoy the new face wash, my face hasn't felt so envigorated in years.

So Sunday was normal, woke up tried to go wakeboarding but God didn't like that plan so he sent a giant thunderstorm as if to laugh at my attempt to hoist my ample backside onto a thin piece of hard plastic that floats on the surface of the ocean. There will always be other times to do the whole wakeboarding thing soon. So then I came back to the Church and prepared for Mass and senior youth group. Well actually I didn't prepare anything, I made the teens watch a movie instead of having an actual meeting which was ok. But note to self and anyone else in the field of youth ministry, don't try to show Gandhi to teens, it's boring, and they will walk out and pretend their parents have arrived to pick them up.

Ever want to punch an old lady? Nope neither did I until Monday morning. After youth group on Sunday I still had to eat dinner so by the time I got to bed it was pretty late. I knew at this point that I had scheduled a meeting for Monday morning at 10 which was totally feasible as uncomfortable as it might have been. So I got up at 9:30 and was into the office at 9:45, 15 minutes early right? The meeting was with a person from our finance council who was there to talk about my job and how succesful I was or was not. He was there early and these two old ladies said good afternoon sarcastically and before I got there told him that he would be lucky if I was awake and there by 10. Come on now way to make me look dumb. I really did at that moment want to mame at least one of them if not both, but i repeated Christian charity to myself and didn't in fact hit or mame anyone. Moral of this diddy, i hope I have something to do with my life when I'm old so that I don't have to dwell on what time someone else wakes up.

Today was a new day, I woke up, did some work and then met a teen for lunch at a trendy little eatery on the other side of town. I had some extra time so I decided to go visit my youth minister friend lee. I was just going to stop by but it ended up being a half a day experience including sharing the above story and meeting a nice british lady who made me laugh my face off. The british lady even volunteered me to put windsheild washer fluid in an old lady's car. The old lady asked specifically for "a male" which as one might guess are few and far between at a church office during the middle of the day. So my masculinity that was tarnished earlier in the week has now been reclaimed.

Francesca, sorry about the one comment day. I feel guilty for being the new kid and getting 12 on one day. Although I have been recruiting commentaters.

peace out girlscouts

hope you like the pic, I call it "me thinking"

I'm not gay

2005-08-20T23:41:00.000-05:00

Has anyone heard the new song that goes "I've got soul but I'm not a soldier" anyway it makes me laugh a whole ton and is sort of a reference to the title of this here blog. So today I went to target to buy completely hetero odds and ends, I left feeling more gay than I ever have in My 23 years. My goal was to buy a wicker basket which would be used to store booze in on my pastors boat for our weekly sometimes bi or tri weekly cocktail cruises. So I go to the home furnishing section, find said basket put it in my cart (or buggy in the south), and proceed towards the exit when I remember my desire to buy a plant for my newly organized office. So I pick out this sweet ass plant that looks much like a small two headed palm tree, get the image in your head and then refocus. So in the process of wrangling the plant for my very own I realize I am out of most toiletries, so I buy body wash, shampoo, and nivea for men face wash. Okay lets recap the contents of my cart. plant, cosmetics, wicker, I get to the checkout and there is man in front of me wearing a purse and buying collagen replacement ointment, he looks at me and smiles, looks at the contents of the checkout counter and checks me out. I felt as if a loud "I'm not gay!!!" was in order, but instead I paid for my crap, got in my 90 buick le sabre limited and left. In my politically and socially retarded mind the next thing on my list to do was to call my best friend from highschool who happens to be homosexual and tell him about my experience, he giggled and probably thought to himself, silly straight man, plants, cosmetics, and wicker are for gay guys.

On another note earlier in the day I went wakeboarding which was flippin awesome I finally got up on the board and felt like I owned the world of extreme sports.

that's my story

i hope people are actually reading this, If I get carpal tunnel in vain I will send my helper monkeys to kill you!!!

another day another dollar

2005-08-19T23:59:00.000-05:00

Well another day is done in sunny panama city, which incidentally is really hot, hence the sizzle referred to in my blog, I thought that multiple times today I would sweat out all of my vital organs. But anyway, Jeb Bush visited the highschool that most of my teens go to today, they said he was pretty cool and more intellegent than my bud W.

I decided that I am officially old, I cleaned my office today and organized my desk and am planning on purchasing a fake plant for it, and I actually enjoyed the aforementioned activities. Call the nursing home and sign me up, put on another batch of metamucil I'm on my way in!

You may remember my mention of a furry invader in our pastor's house. well let's just say that an 8 inch rat in a trap with its eyes bugging out is not a sight to see before dinner, yep the furry bastard is dead. praise the lord, it was eating all of our fruit, yes i'm a freeloader and consider someone elses fruit to be mine.

Grace- of course I know you
Dave- good to see/hear from you
robert-much love
becca- we should start a youth minister union kind of like captain planet, so that when we come together we make a crazy youth minister that can change hearts with lightning bolts or something or bilocate to two different sporting events in the fall.
francesca- I can't thank you enough for welcoming me with open arms to Ms. Rosko's neighborhood aka blogspot.

2005-08-19T00:22:00.000-05:00

yep thats me

blogging huh

2005-08-18T23:52:00.000-05:00

So here I sit writing my very first blog, i was unaware of the blog world until my good ole friend, ms. francesca's blog came up in convo with another friend. So I checked it out, and I must admit that my first thought was "how, nerdy!" however I am intrigued by this microcasm of society the blog universe. enough boring stuff, so I live on the redneck riviera in the dirty south and work for a church running their youth programs which leaves never a dull moment to be had.

today i pretty much checked my email all day, just kidding, I worked, started my day with mass and the helped our pastor set rat traps to kill a furry invader in his house, that experience was followed by recarpeting and putting new seats in his jeep, going to the post office, planning a trip to disney world, taking a nap, signing my contract for my job for a year, drinking 3 vodka tonics, and going for a ride in said jeep. so there you have it, a day in the life of a youth minister when kids go back to school. and now i am tired and going to bed.