Archive for April, 2009

My new addiction

So last Wednesday a man by the name of Dustin took me to go rock climbing, it was sick. I have literally wanted to try rock climbing for years, didn’t care if it was indoors, outdoors, i just wanted to try it but i have never had the opportunity to go…so when a friend invited me i was amped. We made are way to REI 1600 or 4pm for you non military folk for i needed to purchase special shoes. As we entered REI i see Dustin’s face light up, he looked excited to be there, a kid in a candy shop if you will. However i was not fazed for i didn’t really give a crap for anything in there. We walk to the shoe section…”effing $85 for shoes that are tight as balls and hurt my feet!” Yet somehow i didn’t mind it. I stared at some other stuff that i may need in the future…chalk bag, chalk, and some possible tape for my hands. I pay the man at the counter and we make are way to Corona Del Mar for a session on The Rock. As we stroll down to the spot I’m feeling excited and scared and what were about to do. I’m pretty good at everything i do, but rock climbing will be a whole new world to me. We approach the hidden cove….JoJo and Matt Ireland are already practicing the dark arts that is bouldering, and I stand in awe as i see them effortlessly scale the landscape. JoJo looks are way and says “IT’S SOOOOO PASTEY”. I simply nod as if i have any idea at what he’s talking about. I later find out that he was referring to the paste that was forming on the holds in the rock, The moist air mixed with the chalk is not a good combo. I put my shoes on and boastfully go for my first attempt thinking i was going to pwn this rock. I shortly learn that brute strength is not enough, i will have to read the rock and get my technique down. I only tried climbing maybe 10-15 times, i did ok. I would have done better if the rock was slippery and if my shoes were making my feet bleed.

I left Del Mar with D-mar with a burning in my soul. I couldn’t wait to climb again. I wanted to get back and try it when conditions were better. I have literally spent all week watching climbing videos and looking and crazy climbing gear that i’ll never need. I’m stoked to find something that will challenge me, something that i can continually get better at, something that will be addicting and a great workout at the same time. I have much to learn but i’m optimistic that i will pick it up fast. I let you know how my second session went tomorrow.

The hardest dude on the planet


As Believers you must Believe. Heh?

I miss my brother Steven Butwell. I miss him because a few days ago he left to do the good work that is required to those of us who believe. He will be on a missions trip in Sri Lanka which is an island located of the coast of India with roughly 20 million people, and the majority being Muslim and Buddhist. Sri Lanka is a place were Christ is despised, and a place that is in the midst of passing a law that would make proselytising illegal. It will be rough, hot, uncomfortable, tiring, and there will undoubtably be times where he may want to come home but Christ didn’t say to just share in the places you are comfortable in or in the places that are safe, He said to go to the ends of the Earth and share the Gospel.

The past few days I have been thinking about my own faith, and what it truly means to Love God and Love your neighbors. It is tough to sometimes think about God and what he has done for the world, I often get consumed it what I’m reading in the bible or what I’m hearing in church and simply think of it as a cool story, my mind seemingly incapable to grasp the reality of what God has done for me. The world will always say “It’s tough to believe in what you can’t see”. Ryan Daffron, someone i highly look up to and admire for his ability to just break down The Word would put it like this “The Holy Spirit is like the wind, you can’t see it…but you know it’s there because you can see it moving things”….at least that’s how i remember him saying it. For those of you who are Believers that are reading this you know what I’m talking about, when you except Christ into your life the Holy Spirit puts this filter on your life and enables you to separate what is good from bad. For those of you who that are reading this who don’t believe  I only wish I could put into words the Majesty and Beauty that is Christ. I ultimately wrote this to encourage my fellow believers to believe in what you say you believe. I know….it’s confusing. What i mean is….just strive to grasp all that is written in The Word. When we read that The Father sent his only son to die on the cross so that the rest of the world may live….we must understand the severity of that and the undoubtable repercussions to denying him. I had watched a 30 minute short film called MOST a few years ago, forgot about and watched it again a few days ago and the film really allowed me to put in perspective what God did for us. I could explain the movie but i’ll just attach a clip of the movie that sums it up. After watching the film i was high strung and just stoked, but shortly after i was a little saddened in the fact that it took a film for me to fully understand this. The past few days have been amazing, my mind fathoming the abilities endowed to my brother’s and sister’s and my heart seeing clearly for what seems to be the first time. I find it much easier to go about my days understanding that eternity is a reality, life is short and i do not fear death, I have the power to heal the sick, the understanding that there is a Devil and that he wants nothing more then for me to believe the stories I read about Jesus to be false, ultimately not allowing me to expand the Kingdom. This is long…and possibly boring, but it’s been on my mind and there’s nothing more important then talking about the raddest person in the universe.

Most-not the actual trailer but you get the point

Penn Jillete- Profound Atheist explaining that ” you must truly hate a person to not proselytize to them”

The Ancient Art Of Pwn!

I’m not a very prideful person, but i will say that i pwn harder then anyone who has ever pwnd. I like to think of pwns as apple’s, my great grandfather said “a pwn a day keeps the doctor away”, i like to think that this is true being that i haven’t gone to the doctors in 23 years. I was a bit hesitant to write this article on the ancient arts that is pwning…hesitant that perhaps one of my enemies may stumble upon this website and practice the technique’s just as i have explained them….but then i remembered that i’m exponentially better then everyone at pwning.

Lets first begin with what pwing really is.  PWN (verb)-  Perfectly owning someone, stealing souls, utter destruction that cause the receiver of the pwn to want to curl up and die. Many think of pwning as simply just owning someone….this is the first mistake that your average human makes. When you pwn someone…especially a good one you take a little piece of that persons soul, i personally own a few pieces of souls myself (Dan,Billy, Nate, Adam, Ian, Brett Mohr, Sean Maroney, ect…)…they unwillingly hand it to you in awe of what you have done. When a pwn goes down not only does the pwner feel it deep in his loins, but the person getting pwnd feels an opposite feeling of dismay and malevolence deep in his or her loins. Many of times i have proper pwnd someone and i can just tell by the look in there face that i just destroyed, even though they may deny it out of embarrassment, you and the person getting pwnd know what just happened and that’s all that truly matters….and that my friends is how you know it is good.

The origins of the first real Pwn. There are many stories of the first person who pwnd, many think it’s origins stemmed from a WarCraft game…after a gamer had killed a person he went to type in “own”, but accidental spelled “pwn” due to the location of the o and p key. This is false because a pwn is never accidental….it’s maybe improved….but never accidental. If we are too sift through all the web data you’ll see that the word pwn is seen as early as 1989 in what is known as the former U.S.S.R(Russia)…this maybe and early attempt at pwn…but due to empirical evidence i have to conclude that the infamous USSR pwn of 89′ was a mistake and somehow just got lost in translation…plus Russians are just dirty..they have dirty beards, drink dirty Vodka, and have a dirty sounding language. Pwnd Russia…Pwn! Moving on, the first recorded pwn took place in the quaint town of San Juan Capistrano, after 48 hours of labor a women gave birth to dashing and handsome 7lb 8oz baby boy. Right as the doctor look up to the women who just bore the child he was about to say ” Congratulations, you  just gave birth to a beautiful healthy baby boy” But the boy in all his boldness would have non of the snide doctors kiss ass comments, he had other plans. Rather when Doctor Johnson was halfway through saying “Congratulations” the young boy unleashed some pee that he had been holding in for 48 hours, the pee shot up at a perfect angle…nailing the doctor right in the face and ultimately getting a little in his mouth causing the Dr. Johnson to gag. The doctor…knowing that he had just been destroyed and to avoid the golden stream that was stealing his soul dropped the baby. All 30 people who were in the room to watch the astounding delivery screamed in agony as newborn dropped. From 6 ft up the baby would certainly parish upon impact with the cold hospital floor. Yet again the baby had other plans…as he was dropped the young dashing baby proceeded to do a gainer flip the likes of which no one had ever seen. He landed with a bend at the knee’s to absorb the shock….his head down…hair dramatically covering his eyes. As his head arose he took his left hand and wiped the hair from his eyes to reveal his glare which ultimately told the severity of the situation. The doctor stood in awe…shaking in Bruno Magli’s…knee’s quivering. I kid you not people for the next 10 seconds the Earth Stood Still,(Keanu Reeves was off somewhere just crying) the baby had a look in his eyes, he cleared his throat. The people watching were thinking “is he going to talk” they quickly answered there own questions in there mind saying…”that would be impossible for the baby is only 2 minutes old”. Then the people remembered that within 2 minutes the baby managed to pee in a renowned doctor’s mouth and do a gainer flip that put Kerrie Strug to shame. The baby cleared his throat…Earth stood still, K Reeves crying, quite…pin drops. As the baby looked up a beam of light crept in through the window, it was as if God was sending him a spotlight to illuminate him in all his awesomness. All eyes were literally on deck, the babies lips opened and from his mouth came a voice that would make angels cry, it sounded like James Earl Jones but better. The boys mouth opened and from it came a word that no one had ever heard before, he looked at the doctor and said “PWND!”, at that moment the Earth shook. Even though no one had heard it before everyone knew what it meant, The Baby had just owned the doctor, stole his soul….not a piece of…all of it. The pwn was like and exclamation point from Heaven. At that moment in time nothing could have fit the scenario better then the pwn….it was perfect. The doctor was cupping his loins because they had just been girded so hard, Dr. Johnson looked at the boy and said “who are you?” the boy replied ” my name is Seth Willingham”. Yes, as some of you may have already guessed…I was that little boy….pwning and owning from birth. Right after the pwn a single tear drop rolled down from my mothers eye as she said ” You can’t teach that” and she was right. If you’re wondering whatever happened to the Dr. Dan Johnson, he ended up dying of a myocardial infraction 10 minutes later, he left a wife and 5 kids behind. What a noob.. right? I actually blame it on myself you see Pwner’s just like rattlesnakes are more dangerous when there young, the young rattlesnake is dangerous because it doesn’t know how much venom to release so it just unloads ultimately making them more dangerous. I was like that Rattlesnake, i didn’t understand how much Pwn to release so i just released it all and in the process taking a life. It was my first pwn….well second pwn if you count putting my mother through 48 hours of labor which almost killed her.

You’re all probably wondering when i’m going to teach you how to pwn, if you haven’t put 2 and 2 together yet….i’m not going to teach you. The moral of the first pwn story is literally that ” you can’t teach it” and my first pwn story is actually where that “you can’t teach that” saying  stemmed from. Amidst the mere mortals there are great people, Hero’s, X-men, PWNR’s, some of you could pwn…you just don’t know it yet….you must tap deep into the loins and find the strength….unleash the pwn that has been cage for oh so long. I just happened to pwn when i was 2 minutes old, a situation presented itself and i took full advantage of the opportunity, although i did spend 9 months carefully planning it…training inside my mother’s belly. I encourage you to take this week and just find your inner pwn, find someone you don’t like…someone ugly or too rich for there own good and just pwn them, just seriously do it. I hope you found this weeks blog exciting and feel honored that you know the first pwn story for that day i made all 30 in attendance take and oath never to tell anyone.

Drink Recommendation: I had a great night enjoying a great pitcher of beer with a great friend in Steve Buttwell. Brother Steve on going on a 6 week missions trip to Sri Lanka and i Think he’s going to die there so i decided to take him out to enjoy possibly his last pint. We went to BJ’s and got some Jeremiah Red….because Jeremiah is biblical. 

Appearance: clear amber in color with a 1/2″ head. Some light spotty lacing developed through the drink. 

Smell: Big malty aroma with a hint of fresh berries and sage. 

Taste: Rich malty flavor and pretty much no hops to speak of. There are flavor notes of toast, biscuit, saltine crackers, burnt caramel, dried apricot, punes, raisins (lots of dried fruit, to say the least) sweet tanins and an alcohol ending. There is also some smokiness at the end of the flavor that sits on the middle of the tongue. 

Mouthfeel: This beer is nicely balanced with a clean mouthfeel completely void of diacytil. The finish is clean with a lasting maltiness that completely satisfies this taster. 

Drinkability: It’s a pretty good beer that is nice to enjoy with a pizza. I’d gladly have it again.



How to pwn.

How to reverse a pwn

Seriously just don’t even try to pwn/scare a black dude.