Obviously, HyEldon's not his real name, but it's a close enough Elvish approximation.

Now as for why I decided to do a post on him... it is random... but I had a train of thought which went something like this.

I have a lot of crossed wires in my mind.

Such as the one which strongly associates chocolate milk with selfless love.

Hmm, that's interesting.

That's HyEldon's fault.

I should do a post about Crossed Wires in My Mind.

No, better yet, I should do a post about HyEldon.

I'll get to the part about chocolate milk further on here, but I'd better begin at the beginning.

Shortly after I started going to youth group, when I was in seventh grade, we (youth group) spent an afternoon at the one family's house.  It was nothing too memorable... the guys tried to kill each other under the name of playing football.  As I wandered around, not knowing much of anyone, this guy came up to me.  "Hello!" he said.  "Uh, if anyone asks where I am, tell them that I got hit with the football and that I'll be around in a minute, as soon as I can limp over there." 

me:  "Uh... ok... what's your name?"

him:  "HyEldon."

Now I may not have remembered this except for the fact that the exact same thing occured a few hours later.  So for the next few weeks we joked around and got to be friends.  I thought he had an incredible talent for getting hurt.  (Actually, that's not far from the truth.)

HyEldon was our bass guitarist (was as in, until he left for college) and pretty quiet... except for when he was amused.  He has the sort of laugh which is dangerously contagious. 

Now the chocolate milk thing:  one night we were in line for snack.  HyEldon poured a cup of chocolate milk, paused, and poured another for me.  I was shocked!  Not that he is uncourteous, it was just extremely unexpected!  And for some reason, that scene has stuck with me as an image of very selfless love.  There was no earthly reason for him to pour the milk for me, he just did.  ^_^

And now on to some general funniness...

HyEldon:  "I said, 'You know, to me, driving is like walking.  You're in a car and you're sitting down, but otherwise it's pretty much the same.' And my friend said, 'Let me out here.'"

~~~

me:  "Let me get this straight... you love having friends..."

HyEldon:  "Yup."

me:  "But you hate introducing yourself to people."

HyEldon:  "Yup."

me:  "How's that work?"

~~~

HyEldon and Russell:  *are trying to get something which is stuck inside a guitar out*

me:  *is deriving much lazy amusement from watching them*

....

half an hour or so later, one of them ingeniously suggested, "Say!  It might work better if we turned it so that we weren't trying to shake it out against the force of gravity!"

...

In retrospect, the amazing thing is that I didn't die out of laughter!

~~~~~~

OK.  And now a few completely unrelated comments.

We flipped all our clocks ahead.  We do it the Saturday before clock change so that we don't fall asleep in worship! 

I am having some very random emails right now.

me:  New subject?

David:  I'm feeling lazy.

Uh... OK. 

My brother lined up all his toy soldiers and was making the battle of Marathon.  Brothers are an amazing thing.  Although, frankly, I think that he says he's just making whatever battle so that he has an excuse to have out not only his soldiers, but also his armor, ships, pirates, lego... and the Hello Kitty toys.

Maybe guys are smarter than girls.  I never thought of that excuse for having all MY toys out at once.

And Mom goes for it, too! 

Goodnight!

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