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Calvin

About Me


My name is Calvin and I am a unique person... just like everybody else. I tell people I'm in my 20s, feel like I'm in my 40s, but I'm actually 33. Has anyone out there ever heard of a third life crisis? I never thought I'd care about turning 30, but then I did and I haven't liked it. It's the first time I've tasted my own mortality, I guess. But let me say, I'm very happy. In fact, I'm the happiest person I know. I take God serious, not myself.
I do eat as healthy as I can with lot's of vegetables (pop-corn), excercize every morning ("up, down, up, down... then the other eye) and own 1 overfed poor-excuse-for-a-cat who has no name. I own the home in which I live, but I'd almost give it away during the Spring yard-chore season. You could lose pets in the grass if it's not mowed twice a week. Which I assure you, it's not. I'd love to show you the house sometime, provided you'll stay at least long enough for coffee and a quick browse through all 17,000 of my photo's. : )
I also like hiking, candle-lit-dinners, long walks on the beach... just kidding, that's a joke. I do what everybody else does for fun; I browse Facebook... err, Myspace every chance I get. I enjoy posting lot's of photo's... if you want to take a look or leave a comment, that would be cool. Photography is not what I do for a living, but I enjoy it and use Myspace to share some of my work.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

"God is the supreme terror, the thing we most need and the thing we most want to hide from." -Lewis

"For Your Eyes Only" pen and ink on plain paper, 8 1/2X11 inch.

"Danny303" watercolor on canvas, 3 X 5 ft.

My brother, his wife and baby girl in a van down by the river!

My other brother and his family, down on the farm.

My Blog

No Subject

What is a blog? A public diary? A chance to be heard? To captivate a small audience with thoughts that fill ones mind and heart? A place to be perfectly candid and open oneself to critique and advice?...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 00:57:00 GMT

What Matters

Slow lease aunt her Key pale lope prof. isle Beak hind Are born ode ease heat Knoll hips serve his Hope Enya here’s (this blog is unfinished, I will modify it as I have time)
Posted by on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 16:05:00 GMT

No Title Necessary

No words necessary. No pictures worth a thousand. No poems, nor songs. No secrets vailed in code. Just you and I.  
Posted by on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 13:29:00 GMT

"Drip, drop", she said.

This mornings air wore dampness as a cloak A thought of you rained from the weather that soaked The cold, wet darkness brought quiet to my slow walking I pretended the rain was you...
Posted by on Mon, 14 May 2007 16:38:00 GMT

Mine Aim

Shut my eyes, so I can see you, Hold my breath, so I can breathe you, I stand  to keep from falling, Laying silent, in hopes you’re calling ...my name.
Posted by on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 23:08:00 GMT

Who Sighed?

One day walking I awaken, On this road you have shaken; Eyes blurred from the dust, Takes a moment to adjust.   On this road I have taken One day walking I awaken; Lies heard from you must, Caus...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 22:52:00 GMT