Friday, November 28, 2008


I can't be careful.

I can't take my time.

Life is too short.

To ethereal.

So, I will be reckless.

So, I will never stop trying.

I will cherish every moment.
Breath deep.
Hug with intention.
Keep my eyes clear.
Love with all I've got.

I will appreciate.

I am not invincible, so I will honor my mortality by living in the weight of it.

"I have come that you might have Life, and have it to the Fullest."

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Neti Pot

My life was changed today.

I've flushed my sinuses twice today, and I fear it will become my new q-tip addiction.
I like to dip my q-tips in rubbing alcohol to really clean my ears out.

I've been editing a lot lately, to finish up many projects.
Because of this I've spent the last few days in my room.

Probably why I'm so enamored with water running in one of my nostrils and out the other.

Hopefully I'll be able to post some of these things I've been working on.
I'm pretty proud of them.

Smiling faces, Beautiful places on Wednesday.
Cold air.

I think I'll bring my Neti-pot.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Saturday, November 15, 2008


Matt and I made the drive up to Hot-Lanta to shoot the Downhill Soapbox Derby for Matt's friend Dave from BMI.

Turns out it's pretty cold in the ATL. And I love it.

Fall is in full swing here, as opposed to seasonally awkward Orlando.

Much video and many pictures to come.

Cold hands.
New friends.
Rooftop Honey Berry Backwoods.
Brotherhood Fightin' Texts.
The South.
Incredible new people.
Being wined and dined and fine establishments like Huddle House.

This ATL trip has redeemed Georgia for me.

I'll get some links at you soon to the work of some of the people I've met this weekend.

Check this stuff out.

Watch this!

g-speak overview 1828121108 from john underkoffler on Vimeo.

Read this.
Isaiah 26:8
Yes, LORD, walking in the way of your laws,
we wait for you;
your name and renown
are the desire of our hearts.

We give You Your glory.
Your Warriors.
Your Pride.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

A Darkness

A darkness wrapped around our hearts.

We breathed deep in anticipation of the dawn, for the night has overwhelmed us.

"Hold fast. The light will come," they say.

But I have seen ships battered on rocks and their crew beg for death in nights like these.

"Hold fast. The light will come," they say.

The dawn whispers peacefully in our ears and our sails flutter.


You rise in the east, O blinding light.
You fill our hearts with hope.

Our vessel creaks with the movement.
Taught sails carry us homeward.
Eyes clear from sleep and hearts are renewed.

"The light has come. Hold fast," they say.
"The light has come. Hold fast."

Sunday, November 9, 2008


Today was a day where I wish I had a camera.

Nothing huge happened, but a good photoset of the day would be killer.

It was the kind of day I needed.

I slept in, woke up to a text about candy being thrown at kids faces during a veterans day parade.

I watched some Curb Your Enthusiam, which if you haven't seen. You need to get on it!

Cole then asked me if I wanted to ride over to Retro to meet Andres.

We rode over, and hung out for a bit, then rode over to the park for Mancel's birthday get together.

Jake rode home with us, and we made dinner.

We played Mexican Train Dominoes in the conference room our apartment building has.

Then a game Cole invented called Speed Uno, which is basically Uno on speed.
The game can literally be finished in 45 seconds. It's crazy.

So we rode over to Maven, to catch Drew.

Then I rode back home with Jake and Drew to breath in a cold Florida air and spicy tobacco mix, by their black lagoon of a pool.

Lots of pedals were turned.
Lots of life was appreciated.

"This moment means everything. This moment means the world to me."

I think cold air makes me appreciate life more.
I'm sure there is something scientific in there.
or maybe I just like it.

"I'll burn what it takes, drown what it takes. I will not go down with this ship."

Thursday, November 6, 2008


My life as of late has been largely exporting, and looking for codecs.

Also, watching Curb Your Enthusiasm.

I just wanted to take a break from the 1's and 0's and ask you to check out my friend Annie's work.
I worked at Starbucks with her in Greenville, didn't know she was that talented though.

In other news.
Watch this.

So simple, but so beautiful.

"Press on."

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Flash Bulbs

The warmth of the light from the setting sun wrapped around their faces.

Shyness scanned faces for approval as fingers intertwined with familiarity.

This moment has been planned, but these emotions are new and real.
This moment is not to be wasted.
Not to be taken for granted.

Crumbling walls and curious vines provide the landscape.

Their lips touch and time freezes in minds, hearts, and cameras
But none could capture the moment like the boy, and the girl.
Embracing each other as they have countless times, and yet in this embrace, there is newness.

Cheers and applause meet the ears of all around. Echoing from concrete corners and over tables set with plates and glasses.

Friends and family scatter to and fro across the lawn, hearts full of joy and bellies full of wine.

The air smells of fall, and spicy tobaccos.
A brisk feeling dances across the skin, causing tiny hairs to rise and the sensation of life and chill is confused by all in attendance.

Led by a procession of closest friends and dearest family.
Their feet make their way from cobblestone and over trodden grass.

Music fills the air and their feet move together in shoes yet to be comfortable.

Darkness has fallen now like a spring rain.
Fragile and Fresh.

As they dance together to a song of their love they move through this fragile darkness.
Illuminated by flashes of white hues they are visible for only moments at a time.

Moments where they are smiling.
Moments where they cannot look away from each others eyes.

Flash bulbs light these moments and borrow them forever.

Their synapses fire, savoring each impulse with dedication.

These emotions are new and real.
This moment is not to be wasted.
Not to be taken for granted.

Tail lights illuminate the smiling faces of those dear to them.
And they drive over brick roads into the night.

Monday, November 3, 2008

You Won't Relent

Misty Edwards
-You Wont Relent

You won't relent until you have it all
My heart is yours

I'll set you as a seal, upon my heart
as a seal upon my arm
for there is a love, that is as strong as death
jealousy demanding as the grave
and many waters, cannot quench this love
My heart is yours

Come be the fire inside of me, come be the flame upon my heart,
Come be the fire inside of me, until you and i are one

Sunday, November 2, 2008

My gums hurt in one spot.

My eyes are tired from being awake.

Filmed a beach wedding in the panhandle this weekend.
Rode up and back with Shawn Scott.
In the town the Truman Show was shot in.

Status tonight was incredible.

Been shooting a ton of video.

Hard drives are being filled with blips of the life I've been living.

My mind is being filled with so many words and so much inspiration, I can't wait for it all to come spilling out.

My feet stink.

No Shave November is upon us.

Cold and Foggy Orlando is my favorite Orlando so far.

Matt moved all his stuff in I guess.

Expanding time is soon.

My God is relentless.

Lunch tomorrow with the dudes, and then a day of making it happen.

Online school
Getting back in shape