The Day of Differing Events
Topic: CPE '04

Today I saw the most beautiful thing and experienced something of nostalgia. First, fifteen minutes into lunch I was paged to support a family whose loved one was passing away. I did not fully know what I was getting myself into, and was not ready for what I would witness. It was the most beautiful thing, I think the good Lord has allowed me to witness. Many family members were in the room and were given an opportunity to say their good-byes and then the lady peacefully passed away. I could not have asked for a better event at which to be present. I felt an amazing calm as this child of God was called home. I can only hope and pray to go so peacefully. This summer's CPE is giving me many irreplaceable experiences that I would not trade for anything in the world.

The day was capped off with an evening of nostalgia at the drive inn theater. Lubbock is home to a two screen drive in theater that plays some of the newest releases with not so new releases. My case was unique, because it was two relatively new releases--"Spiderman 2" and "The Notebook." The first movie, of course, was an exciting comic book come to life, but the second was a mushy love story that I pegged within the first ten minutes and even slept through parts of it without missing anything. A unique aspect of this theater is that it broadcasts the movie soundtrack via radio waves. It was a great way to cap off the day and the workweek.

I Want to Donate Blood...Honest.
Topic: CPE '04

Covenant Medical Center was accepting donations of blood, with the promise of a shirt--not one-size-fits-all--and the possibility of a metal mug. I went all excited up to the place of donation and expected to have no problems like always; even with questions like have you reused needles after someone else for any purpose? Um...no! Getting rejected was the furthest from my mind, but the unthinkable happened. Evidently, drinking after someone is cause for rejection...by finicky girls, but not from donating blood; however, recently visiting a place like Honduras is. Who would have guessed that doing the Lord's work would hinder me from donating, but of course this was the Lord's work in another country...a country that just happens to have a high risk of Malaria.

I was not at all disappointed with the rejection, though I had wanted to help out with a donation. Nevertheless, I didn't leave empty handed. The check-in ladies offered me a shirt anyway, just for offering to donate. I didn't get any cookies though. Sadness. :-( The good news is I get to donate in March of 2005...or at least attempt to do so again.

Midland Weekend
Topic: CPE '04

Fr. Rodney, a priest friend of mine, invited me to see the drum & bugle show, "Thunder in the Dessert," there in Midland. Michael Earthman and I were not able to get their early due to a late communion request at the hospital. We arrived just before the festivities started with time enough to eat the burgers Fr. Rodney got for us. The facilities, outside of which we ate and where the event was held, were phenomenal. Someone told me that the state-of-the-art stadium cost in the millions of dollars. Four bands competed, and I couldn't help but judge their performances myself. You may be surprised to know, that my judgment was identical to the judges. It was a fun evening that was capped off with an ice cream and a dog's tongue...not at the same time. The dog tongue was compliments of Fr. Rodney's overzealous black lab puppy, Shadow. Of course I pretty much got on the floor and wrestled with the lovable pup. The rest of the lazy weekend...which of my weekends aren't lazy? For that matter what day is not lazy?...incorporated a tour of Odessa, the hometown of Fr. Rodney, an evening with some Midland friends of Fr. Rodney, and of course two Masses celebrated by Fr. Rodney himself. It was nice to get away from Lubbock for a weekend, though the scenery didn't change much.

One interesting site we also saw was West Texas' version of Stone Hinge, which is located outside the Midland-Odessa College.

My First Wind Storm
Topic: CPE '04

Well I witnessed my first wind storm. Luckily I was not in it, though I was told not to open my mouth during one unless I want to be swallowing mouth-fulls of dirt. It was cool to see from the 8th floor of the hospital. It happened last night when I was on call. Light posts, trees, signs, etc. were blowing around in the wind as loose garbage tumbled by. It was an interesting sight to see. People here in Lubbock must be used to them because the traffic did not stop or even decrease. Everybody just keep going about their business. Mother nature even gave me a light show during the wind storm. Lightning would light up the whole sky and for a brief second I could see as if it was high noon. Even on a rare occassion, a bolt would strike the ground. I stared for about twenty minutes in wonder at the marvel I was witnessing and, of which, no one seemed to take notice. Those poor blokes.

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For those of you enamored with my life and wonder if different things happened, like for instance...hypathetically speaking...not that anyone has asked proving either my exciting life claims or that there is little going on in this person's life that they are living vicariously through mine (Courtney Kana)...okay continueing with this completely hypathetical question of "So, did you have that funnel cake?? :)"

The answer to this is...unfortunately no. The July 4th festivities didn't start around here until 7pm and by the time 7 rolled around I didn't feel like going out there. My tastesbuds still have yet to forgive me.

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Lastly, just in case you haven't noticed but if you would like you can comment on my blogs by clicking the link ("post your comment") below the correct blog entry; however, know this, I have final veto power...so if you write complete dull and boring comments...poof it will disapear faster than you can audibly and correctly pronounce "&%*$(#(%&." :-)

At Long Last...My Myers-Briggs Personality
Topic: CPE '04

After being corrected by my ISFJ friend about my personality type, I figured I would put to rest your anticipation and confusion since everyone knows that, "ESPJ is not a Myers-Briggs combination." So for the great number of people who knew this bit of information and were miffed about it, my true Myers-Briggs Personality Type is...drum roll please, "ddddddddddddd"...ESFP. What does this mean you ask? Well, according to Myers-Briggs it stands for and the Preference Clarity (Slight, Moderate, Clear, Very Clear):

E - Extroversion - Very Clear
S - Sensing - Clear
F - Feeling - Very Clear
P* - Perceiving - Slight

* The questionnaire instrument labeled me an ESfJ, but J only slight. After a morning of exercises that will help clarify this personality type, I realized that I actually lean toward the P side.

People with this personality type (ESFP) are generally:

Outgoing, friendly, and accepting. Exuberant lovers of life, people, and material comforts. Enjoy working with others to make things happen. Bring common sense and a realistic approach to work, and make work fun. Flexible and spontaneous, adapt readily to new people and environments. Learn best by trying a new skill with other people.


So I hope that this has lived up to the anticipation you have had waiting to learn my personality type. Maybe you have learned something new about me or only found out what you already knew. Well, now you know, and knowing is half the battle...GI Joe.

Weekend in Amarillo
Topic: CPE '04

This is the long awaited blog about my weekend trip to Amarillo...okay no one has been looking for it, but still here it is.

Earthman and I went to Amarillo the first weekend we arrived in Lubbock. We had no premonitions for the weekend and just let it happen. We met up with my friend, Leigh Ann, and saw what Amarillo had to offer. The first was a jeep tour through Paladuro Cannon, the second largest cannon in the United States.

Next on the list was a little vandalism--keying cars. We went to see what some artist with more money than he knows what to do with did. He only did what you would have done if you were in his shoes. He bought ten early model Cadillacs and buried half way in the ground standing them up vertically on the nose. He even invites people to paint them up, but without a can of spray paint we resorted to keying the cars and scratching our names in the multiple layers of paint. After climbing on the cars for a picture op we headed to our last event.

The last stop on our tour of Amarillo brought us to The Big Texan, a restaurant that offers a 72 ounce steak for free if you eat it the roll, salad, and side in one hour; otherwise, it costs $60. The steak didn't appear at all threatening as I look down upon it sitting on the plate before me. I started thinking, "I can do this," but then realized that I didn't want to and decided that the closest I would get to the steak was peering at it in the display case. The real reason we were at this restaurant was for the menu that had a coupon for a free belt buckle from Cavendar's Boot City with the purchase of anything. Wanting a straw hat, I went straight to the back and found the hat I wanted, which would give me the free belt buckle. Only then was my trip complete and I could then return home with a feeling of completion.

July 4th Weekend
Topic: CPE '04

Fr. Brendon's "check-up trip" went according to plan--he didn't find out about the summer skeletons. :-) Fr. Brendan came, ate, drank, and had a good time. He left earlier than we (Earthman and I) had originally thought he would. The evening started with drinks at the bishop's house with the bishop as the bartender. It was kind of like the joke with the pope as the limo driver. The bishop pulled out his hardware puzzles to stump us as we "tied one on."--What a great combination: booze and mind teaser puzzles, both of which are mind numbing in their own way.--We soon left for The 50 Yard Line even without having figured out all the puzzles. I guess alcohol causes one's attention span to shorten or one's threshold of giving up to lower. I was given the opportunity to drive Fr. Brendan to the restaurant and answer all of his questions about the CPE program and my experiences. I hope I gave the correct answers. The meal was as expected...a very good steak and filling sides...and the blueberry muffenettes. I know, I know, the carbs...oh the horror! The evening ended in the same room that it began, but the entertainment differed.--Remember we are now with the bishop so keep your thoughts chaste.--The final entertainment of the evening was watching the Lubbock News with the bishop. Now you must realize this is Lubbock not Houston; the news entails endless talk about the dry weather or the rain that flooded the drainless streets. Fr. Brendan and Fr. Rodney left for Midland after finding out the Astros lost.

This weekend will bring very little excitement, maybe a visit downtown to the 4th Festivities. Fr. Clint also will be in town late tonight for the night as he "needs a place to stay on his way elsewhere." I just may have to eat a "white trash" snack...a funnel cake.

My First Solo
Topic: CPE '04

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Today is my day off after being on call all last nigt...well back up at least. Yesterday at about 1700 (military time, which we use at the hospital, for 5pm) I was called up from the bench. I would not ride the pine tonight. Come to find out the primary person on call, Ben, was finishing up a call and had received two more, one of which was reason why I was called into the game. Before all was said and done, Ben got one more call but was able to answer it himself. This call was my first death that I would deal with solo, and I was nervous as to how it would go, how the family would react. Everything went like clockwork and the family did not show much emotion except for their mournful attitudes. I was lucky from what Ben tells me, because "death calls" don't always go so smoothly. As a matter of fact, we can plan on it being a very bumpy ride, which we must hang on for the duration and hope the car does not become derailed. I count myself blessed to have had such a smooth first "death call."

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Fr. Brendan Cahill, the rector of St. Mary's Seminary, and Fr. Rodney White, a priest friend of mine, are headed to Lubbock from Midland as I type this. It is a much anticipated visit, because Fr. Brendan is coming up north to see how Michael Earthman and I are holding up. Either this was the excuse to come see his friend Fr. Rodney or coming to see Fr. Rodney was the excuse to come check up on Michael and I. I will allow you to decide which is the excuse.

Also, Fr. Clint will be coming through town Saturday night and will stay with us at the bishop's house.--Oh, I didn't tell you that's where I am staying did I. Well after many months of anxiety and biting our nails to the nub, Michael and I procured, by the grace of God, the two extra rooms at Bishop Placedo's house.--Father will only be spending the night and will leave Sunday. I don't know if this is just a stop on the way or a disguised check up on Earthman because Fr. Clint is the vocation director for Galveston-Houston.

Other than this, I don't have any major plans for this weekend, which just happens to be July 4th weekend.

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Something peculiar about Lubbock:

They must think Taco Bueno is great Mexican food. For about two weeks, a new Taco Bueno that had opened up was dangerously busy from open to close. I say "dangerously," because there normally would be cars lined up two and three deep (as much though as six or seven) in the turning lane wanting to turn into this fine Mexican eatery. They would hinder the oncoming cars from turning into a gas station, the movie theater, and another Mexican eatery. Michael and I continue to wonder about the mystery that is the grand opening of Taco Bueno. I shall see how Lubbock responds to another Taco Bueno grand opening just down the street from Sugar Brown's where I get my coffee and update this very blog.

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I still forgot to bring my Myers-Briggs personality type write up. But it is coming soon. Stay tuned!


This is Michael Rother...Good day.

Let's See What the Stars Have to Say
Topic: CPE '04

Tonight, Jerry, a co-worker at CMC, invited a group of us out to go view the stars through his telescope. I have to be honest, I was not that stoked to go star gazing, because my previous experiences were at the hand of my low powered telescope that I barely saw the moon through. His telescope and knowledge of the stars was much more advanced than mine. He even had a computer--basically a LED readout--that let him know exactly how to tilt the telescope to see different things in the sky, i.e. Jupiter, stars, star clusters, the Milky Way, Galaxies, and nebuli (Is that the plural of nebula?). I learned quite abit that night...this was expected because when it comes to the stars, my knowledge slate is basically empty. I knew that most of the white things in the night sky were stars and some were planets. In addition, some stars have been grouped together to form figure two of which I know: the big dipper and the little dipper. The first thing I learned that night was the constellation that is my sign--Scorpio...if you believe in that sort of thing. We could see this and the Milky Way with the naked eye, though we did later look at different clusters of stars in the Milky Way. The first thing we looked at through the telescope was Jupiter and could see it in good detail--the lines and all. I have provided pictures I found on the internet that are pretty close to the view we got. The night was well worth it. So next time you are outside look up at the stars, because I just maybe looking at the very star too, and maybe even through my friend's telescope. :-)

Riding my Bike on Scrub-day After my First On-Call Overnighter
Topic: CPE '04

Today I got to finally ride my bike to the hospital. Being my normal self, I was running late and had to hurry, but made it there with plenty of time to spare. For those of you worried about my sweat factor...don't worry. There is a shower that I can use after I make it to the hospital. After work today, I purchased the most comfortable clothes...scrubs. I now look like I officially work at a hospital.

Also, last week I survived another first...my first over night on call. Being back-up the on call situation pretty much entails sleeping over at the hospital. I only get called if a second call comes in for a chaplain when the primary on-call chaplain is answering the first. This is the first time since I was a little kid playing under my hospital bed that I have stayed in a hospital overnight. It gets eerily quiet at night, I am glad I didn't decide to watch a horror flick that takes place in a hospital. I would have freaked.

In other news...I am an ESPJ...I think. More on this as the story unfolds...or should I say after I go home and get the paper again so that I can explain it.