Update

Wow, I can't believe how long it’s been since my last entry. If you were anyone who started to read and follow my blog I'm sorry that I just vanished. Well lets try starting this up again. I think there’s a lot of benefit to writing out one’s thoughts and feelings and well I don't think there are very many people out there that really know how I think or really even know me and I surmise this could be a good way to let some of me out. I tend to sensor myself when I'm around others just to keep a situation mellow. I'm working on being more honest and upfront. Granted, putting out your opinion online is about as courageous as a 4-year-old girl petting a soft bunny rabbit, but hey we're taking things one step at a time.
Well in the last year I..... Finally got a degree, granted not one that really has any glory being that it was an Associates but I'm glad I have it. My next move is to get my Bachelors from the Art Institute in Portland, starting hopefully this fall. Heidi and I got a super adorable Boxer puppy and we named her Bailey. She is honestly the pivot our lives revolve around. She is the best child any parent could hope for and more. She's almost a year now. I no longer work at REI, I didn't make the cut for the permanent position, something about a dirty conversation I had with a lesbian from Colorado... It was actually a blessing because I was offered a job that allowed me to do what I love. Play guitar and sing. I was hired by a church in February to be the Youth Worship director where I built a 5 person youth worship group that played and sang every Sunday. About August I ended my roll there with too much politics taking over and my heart for the Lord and my job dieing quickly. I'm still working on where I stand with God, but like any real relationship it has its good and well difficult moments. I started doing free-lance graphic design on the side while I finished up school. Unfortunately, I couldn't handle the work load while in school so I pretty much dropped out of it and now I'm training to be a bartender, hoping for a finically stable job that I won't have to bring home. At the moment that's all I can think of that is pretty major... oh, other than Heidi and I managing to live in our own place in Tacoma for about a year before the complex went up for sale. We now live in Puyallup, and she’s the floor Manager and a fine dinning Italian restaurant. No, not Olive Garden, a real Italian restaurant with a head Chef and such. I'm sign out here. Big love. Jonnathan

11-29 update

Thanksgiving was fun. I went back home to Pullman for a few days and got to see my mom and her not-boyfriend. All in all it was pretty great. I normally go home planning on sending the majority of my time working on my mom's place but this time I just used it as a much needed vacation. Honestly, what better place then at your childhood home then to undo a couple of the top buttons?

Alas, the break is over and I'm back in Puyallup and back at school. Finals are next week and Work is drastically getting busier. Snow fell at Pierce College and I thought all the locals were gonna come undone. I would not suggest a transfer, of any Pierce College students, to WAZZU or any college that continually has 6 or more inches of snow on the ground for a period of 4 months.

This artist by the name of Tyrone Wells played in the College Center around noon and man it shook me. I guess I'll just reveal this little secret about myself now on myspace for all the world to read.... I have this desire deep down in my soul to travel and play my music on stage someday. There you have it. Every time I see a young guy on his guitar, strumming his song and doin his thing I just ignite. I remember the first time I met Shawn McDonald in Starbucks at Bellevue and hearing him play. He was this new cat from Eugene Oregon with a guitar and lyrics that had a "spiritual undertone" and the Starbucks I was working wasn't sure, at first, if we could play such tunes. I'm glad they decided to let him do his thing. His music was so fresh, so raw, so real. Now he's on a label, and I couldn't be happier for the Bro for God as blessed him in so many ways, although now I have to pay for a ticket and I'm not necessary guaranteed a 7:00 gig on a Saturday night. I still love him though and you can tell, if you ever go see him, that he is doing what he is made to do. It's Beautiful. I, on the other hand, get so busy with the "other" of life that I forget how much I long to do this and how much I long to write more of my music and continually refine my meager ability at guitar. Seeing someone so good and up close just lit me up again. All I can seem to think about is now is how soon can I get home and back to my guitar and note pad.

The beauty of the sun.

For the first time in what feels like 3 weeks I was greeted this morning by the sun shining through my white window shades. I've been fighting off some depression for the last few weeks and this morning I instantly felt good. So good in fact that I went back to sleep and did so right through my first class. It was bliss.
Yesterday I gave Ethan a call. I haven't talked to him for almost 3 years, and I can't describe how good it feels to hear that brothers voice on the line. He joined the Marines in 01 and was sent of to Japan for 2 years, came back home for 2 months, and then Iraq for a year. He has about a year left of active duty and then he's out, and none-too-soon. He's become very angry since he joined the military. He told me that he couldn't talk about it over the phone, but in essence there's a lot going on that most of us over here don't know or understand and that it's a real mess over there at the moment. It cuts deep to hear his pain and frustration. He deserves a better life, and he joined the Marines thinking it would make a better one. I'm not ripping on Military here at all. I'm just voicing what I've heard first hand. He broke it down for me saying, "I just wants control over my own life, I'm tired of never knowing my next move." I can't really blame him. I guess you would say he gave up his freedom so that I may have mine.
So Ethan talked me into pouring myself a glass of wine while I studied. It was good idea in that I was able to mellow out, but not so great in that I was just about two shades from falling asleep. Red wines always do that to me. It was nice to really treat myself thought. I think we should all do that more often. I know a lot of people that love to take baths.... that's not really my thing, but I sure can put on some chill music, pour some wine and read a book. Christ taught us that the body is a temple, and I really think we really should take better care of it. Part of that, I wholly believe, is giving it rest. Pastor Neil talked last night about how important it is to honor the Sabbath. His talk made a lot of sense, pointing out that because we are carefully crafted in Gods likeness we, just as God did on the seventh day, need to rest. Man it's so easy to get so busy it's ridiculous. I've been known to even forget to eat. It's a shame honestly, in fact according to Scripture is just as much of a sin as adultery or murder. Don't believe me read the ten comandments and check out Deuteronomy: 12] Keep the day of rest, to hallow it as the Lord your God has commanded you. 13] Six days you shall labour, and do all your business. 14] But the seventh day is the rest of the Lord your God, you shall not do any work in it. I favor the Quote Neil sited from John Calvin, "I stop my work on the sabbath, so that the Lord may do his work in me."
I won some fancy socks tonight at REI in a raffle drawing. I was entered into the drawing when I sold a pair of socks over the phone last week. I tell ya what, there ain't' nothing like a new pair of socks. amen and goodnight.

Do you have any Jeans with some @$$?

Man, I tell you what, I have never had such hell trying to find a pair of jeans. I admit, I'm pretty picky when it comes to the clothing I wear, but Saturday was re-freakin-dicous. I already have a sense that some readers are going to think I'm shallow for even spending time on this subject because it's of a material nature. Well, don't read it then. It's important, to me, how my clothing fits and hell yeah how it looks. King Solomon wrote that we should robe our selves in our very best for we no not our last day. I'd also like to make a point that I'm not a shop-aholic, I can't spend more than a few hours in a mall, and the only jean I had that actually fit were falling apart in the crotch.

Now that I've cleared that up, I'll continue. Saturday, Heidi and I drove up north to Seattle. She dressed up all cute and classy, which in my book classy is sexy as it gets. On that note, I'm really frustrated seeing so many people thinking that the more skin they show they sexier they must be. I would have to disagree 100%. I don't know where we went wrong, but I want to know where the Aubrey Hepburn's and James Deans of the world went. These to icons, in my book, have a perfect balance of class and sass. Anyhow, Heidi and I headed north and got to Bellevue about 1:00, just in time to spend a 20 min wait at the Cheese Cake Factory for lunch. We ordered some breaded calamari and because we were feeling a little daring we tried the Spicy Thai Stake Salad. It was a good thing we split it too, because that was deff a platter for 4.

Afterwards, we headed into Bell-square in search for a pair of jeans. This commonly isn't such a big deal or a huge problem, but this time was different. First off, the store where I love to get my jeans, Fossil, apparently closed some weeks ago. Why not just move onto some other store and find a comparable pair you might ask? Well, I'll tell you why. Unlike most men, I actually have an ass. I'm not complaining, in fact I get compliments on it all the time. I love that I have an ass because its one feature I have that requires no maintenance and the opposite sex always seems to notice. The only problem is that the clothing companies of America have all designed their jeans around men with a syndrome I call "flat ass." It's for the scrawny boys of the US who for whatever reason thinks skinny is buff. I, for one, am not that guy. I stand 6foot 1in and weight in at a good 220lbs, I have a 32in waist and a chest of 43in. I'm lean where muscle naturally doesn't build and for the most part thick where it does. I haven't done anything to ask for it this way, I get it from my Pops, and I'm more than ok with it. Now, what I like about Fossil is that they have a pair of jeans that host what I call the "4 essentials": first, they have an ass, second, a generous boot-cut, thirdly, a good variety of washes, and forth a reasonable price of $48.00. Being that Fossil was no longer an option that day and that I needed to get some jeans over the weekend I was forced to hunt.

The first place was American Eagle, Heidi encouraged me to try on jeans even if I didn't like them just by looking at them, I disagreed but put up little fight because I felt in no circumstance to argue. Ironically, not one pair I liked, other than the one's I picked out on my own. I had them put on hold and headed to Abercrombie. A&F was a total flop because what they call a boot-cut I call a straight cut and what they call a straight cut I call a tapered. I don't understand how if you can see the width of the leg gradually digress from the thigh to the ankle that you would call it a straight cut. After the Cromb we headed to Nordstrom's because we heard they were having their half yearly sale, but soon realized that must have only applied to women's clothing, because not a damn thing was on sale in the men's section. Finally, after Macy's, Hollister, Gap, and Men's Express, I found some Jeans I loved. They are called the "Fender Jeans"(fitting how I play guitar) and they are only found and a Lucky Jeans Retailer. Man they looked great, but oh yeah did I mention that Lucky doesn't put prices on their jeans, so you have to ask how much they are. $114.00 they were and in the store the stayed. Feeling completely worn out and frustrated I headed back to American Eagle and got the jeans I had put on hold. Wearing them now for a couple days I realize how much I love them. I would love to, at some point when I really get my self into shape, get myself a *nice* pair of jeans, but I need to drop some weight before I drop the change. For now, my message to all men's jeans manufactures...BOOTCUT WITH SOME ASS PLEASE!

About Jonnathan P W

"I can't give you the key to sucess, because I don't know it. But, I can give you the key to failure - try to please everybody."

I live about 45 min south of Seattle, in a sweet loft above a garage. It looks almost identical to the loft Mike Seaver lived in on the show Growing Pains. I dig it. No water bed though, and the loft doesn't belong to my parents. In fact I didn't even grow up in this area. I'm from a small town in eastern Washington known as Pullman. Home of the mighty Washington State COUGARS!! Yes I do bleed crimson, it's true. Music is a huge force in my life that keeps me going. I've always loved to sing and recently I've picked up a little guitar and a hint of piano. If only there were more hours in the day. I'm very active, not meaning I like to run on a treadmill (although personal health and wellness is very important to me), but that I like to travel, meet new people, and overcome challenges in various aspects of life. I'm welded to the idea that having balance in life is absolutely necessary for quality living; to work/to play, to be active/to rest, to spend time with loved ones/ to take time to reach out to new people, etc. I do believe with all my heart in a living God and that His son Jesus Christ died on the cross for the sins of the world. Be warned, I'm NOT a radical Christian, though. I used my time in high school that way and discovered how fast it could push people away. Kinda the opposite affect of what God or I want. I apologize to those who have experienced someone trying to force feed them Christianity, it's a persons own decision, and only they can be the ones to make it. Werd!

Someday, hopefully sooner than later I plan on running my own business. I love the challenge of business, but not so much the personality's of the majority of corporate business men that I meet. I love leadership and human potential studies. I think I get that from my mom - hard ass business woman. But like her I hope to leave business at work, so later on(meaning years), I can help raise a loving family and be the best damn husband and father I can be. For now I'm trying to live the moment, and hope to look back later on my life and have regrets on things I've done rather than things I haven't.