Since Last Published

Oct 25 2015 2:57 PM

It has been over two years since I last published to Overanalyze. Lately I’ve considered what has happened in the interval.

I have changed greatly since my move. My politics have become much more liberal and progressive. Many conservative or Christian positions I have referenced in the past have been totally reconsidered or turned on their heads. Some were never very natural to me. I’ve slowly walked away from the trappings of Christianity, finding regrets and anger in my past there.

In February I wrote on Tumblr about the future of Overanalyze. The resolve was to go into the future without the burden of overthinking, perhaps keeping the name only as a reminder. Now I reconsider—it is still part of who I am, sometimes more than ever before. Perhaps I must accept this for now.

There remains the question of privacy. Why did I start Overanalyze as a public project? Why did I want my tortured thoughts laid out for all to see? My theory is that during that time of extreme isolation and loneliness it was subconsciously a way to reach out to anyone who would listen.

I am finding increased value in short candid recordings of life, but I don’t desire to share most of these. They are too intimate.

Perhaps there will be an intersection between things I want to record and things I want to share with the world. Time will tell.

Verizon LTE speed record

May 21 2013 10:40 AM

The fastest I’ve ever seen. Got this in little town of Milton-Freewater, Oregon about a month ago.

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Church, Sundays, etc.

Apr 21 2013 1:34 PM

I’ve been here in Walla Walla nearly three months. In that time I’ve gone to church about five times, I think. Living here without my parents is strange that way. Even if they were in the same town, I’d feel a need to get out of bed and show up at church.

I still do feel that need. I want to go to church. After a few weeks in Walla Walla, I was feeling a little lonely and started to realize just how blessed our little church is back in Wallowa County, Oregon. I was shy, I didn’t talk to everyone or know all the people very well. But they’re good people. Everything we did together was rich and warm. Even the classroom that our construction talent turned into a cozy chapel seems more warm, welcoming, and personal than any other church I’ve visited.

I miss the community touch that I had every Sunday. We’re ever so slowly trying to find a similar church here. I have my eye on Covenant Presbyterian Church. Many parts of the service are similar and hey, it’s within walking distance. A week or two ago we visited a baptist church that seemed solid, but I only saw one young family, and I’m not sure I can deal with that. The diversity of age and background at Christ Covenant is spectacular. Not so here.

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Today I once again visited Blue Mountain Community Church (what a creative name). It reminds me somewhat of the church my grandparents used to go to. Every time we visited over the weekend, my brother and I would later agree that it was all very shallow.

The fact that the worship service begins at 10:15 seems to be a perk for me, however. Somehow, Saturday is the day I stay up latest on. You might think I would take up the life of a night owl being without a job, but usually I go to bed and get up at a reasonable time. Job hunting is actually much easier during business hours, it turns out. But Saturday night is my stupid night and 10:15 works out.

I walked in this morning right on time, unlike last week when I arrived 2 minutes before the service ended. That gave me a terrible feeling. So the praise songs begin and I sing along, warming up my voice as I go. A mustached guy in a chambray shirt bobs on stage, playing guitar and singing in a passionate voice, alternately fake shouting unintelligible lyrics not present on the projector screen. Applause erupts after a pitch perfect performance. To me, of course, this is not a surprise, but not what I’m used to at all. I don’t even know some of the songs.

But I stay standing in front of my bench in the back and sing them anyway. These people are all still Christians, or at least they say they are and I have no reason to not believe it. It’s all a little pentecostal, but it’s still a church and these songs can still be worship, even if they sound like Coldplay.

As I was about to pop some Stride to cover my cover my coffee breath and general lack of toothbrushing, my friend walked by with his daughter and nudged me. Took me a minute to recognize him sitting in the pew in front of me.

The sermon was basically about having family that God gives you—I think the idea was, here we are together in this church, we are a family to each other. I can dig that. After the service I slipped up to my friend and chatted for a few minutes. He left and I found my friend Ruben, an associate pastor there, and followed him around for a few minutes.

For me, that makes a good day, especially a good Sunday. Connecting with people who love me. At Christ Covenant, we called formally called that fellowship. Even our monthly church potlucks are called Fellowship Feasts. It’s all about being together.

Lies That Tell the Truth

Mar 03 2013 1:27 PM

For when we’ve become so twisted and desensitised that we need a different way to start seeing the truth again.

Jedi time tricks

Jan 29 2013 4:20 PM

A post on one of the fancy new Quora blogs.

The secret to mastering your time is to systematically focus on importance and suppress urgency. Humans are pre-wired to focus on things which demand an immediate response, like alerts on their phones – and to postpone things which are most important, like going to the gym. You need to reverse that, which goes against your brain and most of human society.

I’m reading Getting Things Done for the first time and it’s a nice tie in. Perhaps one of more to come.

iOS sleep timer

Dec 13 2012 8:29 PM

I had no idea the Clock app did this. Works with any app that plays sound, it seems.

Guide to Instagram photography

Dec 12 2012 8:41 PM

Rands lays down his experiences in a thoughtful manner. No middle management involved, I promise.


Nov 18 2012 6:16 PM

The Heretic – The Morning News

For decades, the U.S. government banned medical studies of the effects of LSD. But for one longtime, elite researcher, the promise of mind-blowing revelations was just too tempting.

World’s best places to get high –

Portugal decriminalized all drugs in 2001 and “more than 10 years down the line, drug use is down, rates of HIV infections are tumbling, and more addicts than ever have found their way into treatment.” In regards to Latin America:

If we produce this list again in a few years’ time, Latin American countries will probably dominate: there’s a huge movement to decriminalize — even legalize — drugs all over Latin America right now, spearheaded by Uruguay’s proposal to sell state-grown marijuana to its citizens. This is no doubt a visceral response to the bloodshed suffered during the U.S.-led War on Drugs. But in many of these nations the laws are still in flux.

This month, the citizens of Colorado voted to decriminalize recreational marijuana. Washington state followed suite, decriminalizing the possession of 1 ounce. This movement is going somewhere.