tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-296840842024-03-21T07:36:02.586-05:00psycho-grumpAn SBC minister in limboUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-85959208773563739752007-08-31T03:58:00.000-05:002007-08-31T04:09:23.690-05:00Being activeI have only missed church I think 3 Sundays this year and have been to about 6 different churches. I have been to Sunday School at 2 churches and I really wasn't impressed with either really, but that is not surprising since I rarely am. I think that I have my church search down to 2 different churches, but I still want to visit at least 2 more churches. I really like a particular church that is not part of a denomination that I might normally be a part of. It is tough to think about leaving a denomination even though you have thought about it for a long time. It is tough to think about leaving connections behind and going forward to new ones. There are certain fears involved. Will I ever be welcome back at an SBC church? That is really ridiculous, but yes that is a fear. Will the new church accept me? Will my differences in belief stand out? Really, I have unique beliefs from the standard SBC thoughts, so really nothing should be new. I guess that I am afraid of the unknown changes that will result from the move.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-86431317388271128302007-08-30T00:44:00.001-05:002007-08-30T00:46:25.861-05:00My Dog<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBKghW52j82DgFvbMvaSFNUpEVGhVG9O1p5VTagVKxC4ZQL1RIaqTI9TU-1t3PcmFmKCrZaAgH5OEYU9gjyOZCKlYdwZleDXhJtt_uPHlME2zByOKTIoUAz62tiN2VAUg2XPXSAA/s1600-h/Seamus+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104365821240940290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBKghW52j82DgFvbMvaSFNUpEVGhVG9O1p5VTagVKxC4ZQL1RIaqTI9TU-1t3PcmFmKCrZaAgH5OEYU9gjyOZCKlYdwZleDXhJtt_uPHlME2zByOKTIoUAz62tiN2VAUg2XPXSAA/s320/Seamus+001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xtaXO2p0oN0NnsFVvY_3FIc57mxuwH6ipd2aBTvrMixU9h1Ad918I2H81BNHzvOtBYaGe4IVvncPxNTUOSBrA_tP_GgtAb5C2o29LlDyZSVGBpS8h_yNRuJPsg_tfQiXZ16Izw/s1600-h/100_0713.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104365649442248434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xtaXO2p0oN0NnsFVvY_3FIc57mxuwH6ipd2aBTvrMixU9h1Ad918I2H81BNHzvOtBYaGe4IVvncPxNTUOSBrA_tP_GgtAb5C2o29LlDyZSVGBpS8h_yNRuJPsg_tfQiXZ16Izw/s320/100_0713.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>My dog has grown quite a biy since I got him.</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-35067619817591223492007-06-23T16:29:00.000-05:002007-06-23T16:37:10.020-05:00Motorcycle WreckI had a motorcycle wreck yesterday. I just got my motorcycle back from the shop and was really excited about riding again after about a month and a half hiatus. I got new tires and I wasn't quite used to riding. I took a turn to quickly when leaving the interstate and I wasn't able to slow down quick enough. I slide in the grass. I have some very nice road rash on my left arm. My helmet is all scratched up, but I didn't hurt my head at all. <br /><br />It's amazing how a few seconds can seem like a long time. As I am falling and sliding, I remember thinking, "wow, helmets really do work well."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-76285522165011405372007-06-02T22:20:00.000-05:002007-06-02T22:27:42.172-05:00Self punkedI recently tried to play a practical joke on someone. Well to make a long story short, instead of everyone having a good laugh, they got really mad. I didn't intend to hurt anyone's feelings, and I didn't think that anyone would take me seriously, but it happened. This is the second time in less than a month that I have made people upset while trying to make them laugh. I feel pretty stupid and even stupider because I'm still trying to figure out why it wasn't funny; at least a little. Oh well, I am used to apologizing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-66257739052089186832007-04-19T22:47:00.000-05:002007-04-19T23:02:31.441-05:00Vacation Days 3 and 4Well day three wasn't much of a vacation day. I did laundry and went to work in the afternoon. Day four was better. I went to Radnor Lake again and walked a trail I had not walked yet. I went to the doctor and got my finger worked on; for some reason it had swollen up pretty good. In the afternoon, I got cable. I am now sort of reconnected to society. In the early evening, I went to Lipscomb University and heard the Vocal Jazz Group sing and Jazz band play. They were pretty good with a few bobbles, but that's Jazz. I think the director there must really like fusion.<br /><br />I think that over the past few days, I have noticed a couple of changes in my general behavior. 1. I don't really listen to Npr anymore. That is a big deal, since I am officially an Npr addict. Music is much more appealing to me lately. I have music degrees so you would think that would be the case anyway. 2. I don't like being alone. I have some pretty solitary hobbies like music and riding a motorcycle. I am actively attempting to do things alone that I want to do and I realize how much of my life has been spent not doing things, because there wasn't someone that wanted to do them too.<br /><br />I keep thinking about church Sunday. They played a video of Bono talking about his faith and the role of the church in social/justice ministries. There are times, many times when I wish that I had chosen a more lucrative career, but I don't know that they would be as satisfying as my current job. I wonder if I took a higher paying job doing an amoral activity, would I be longing to feel like I was doing something of eternal value.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-56807348283694331102007-04-18T07:53:00.000-05:002007-04-18T08:08:11.392-05:00Vacation Day 2I went to Radnor Lake, but this time I took my dog with me. I wasn't sure that he would be able to walk that far because of his age, but I figured that I could carry him some of the way. It was an absolutelyy beautiful morning. <br /><br />In the afternoon, I went to the eye doctor. There is nothing amazing about that except that instead of measuring the pressure in my eye with puffs of air, he put drops in my eyes and touched the front of my eyes with a probe. It was pretty darn freaky. The drops made my eyes and the muscles around my eyes numb.<br /><br />In the evening, I went downtown to hear Emmanuel Ax and Edgar Meyer. It was pretty awesome. I was in the front row right. Edgar Meyer grunts alot alot when he is playing bass. Just an observation. I don't know that the audience fully appreciated the music that they heard. First I have to say, I hate classical radio, because all they play is crap, and to be able to hear something other than Mozart sleepytime music is an amazing reminder that classical is still cool no matter what 200 hundred old musty crap they put on the radio. I almost wanted to just turn around and lead the audience in clapping or the wave or something just to get them to clap louder. Don't you know that the cool stuff comes in the encores!, but alas I had restraint and only clapped louder and longer than most.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-41330875862691701582007-04-16T21:21:00.000-05:002007-04-16T21:23:15.364-05:00Vacation day 1I woke up, took care of my dog, saw my therapist, ate lunch, rode my motorcycle to Radnor Lake, walked around, rode home, met people for dinner, watched Borat, and went home.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-39872315307338395132007-04-16T02:43:00.000-05:002007-04-16T02:59:49.444-05:00Going to ChurchI have been visiting this church for the past few months. I originally intended to visit several churches, but when I first visited the church, I had such a wonderful time of just being with God in the service. It was something that I had longed for for several years. The pastor preaches in a way that meets my standards for intellectual stimulation. The music is pretty good. The theological leanings of the church match my thoughts. I first started going there hoping and expecting that I would know no one there, but it seems like there is no place to hide and I don't care because everything is so good. The only negative thing that I have found is that while there are a few friendly people, most are pretty unfriendly. I am not talking not be particularly friendly; I'm talking like pretending you don't exist.<br /><br />I miss my old church quite a bit. There, for the most part, everyone was friendly. The church while perhaps not as satisfying in some areas, always made me feel welcome from the first day. (I am no longer attending that church for reasons that have nothing to do with the church.) At the church where I am attending, I actually had someone who already knew me say, "If I had recognized you, I would have shook your hand." To my knowledge there is not a church that has classes teaching people how to make new people feel more comfortable, but there should be one.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-54910056619095894202007-04-15T00:48:00.000-05:002007-04-15T00:55:16.096-05:00Where to goI have the next few days off of work and I am not sure what I will be doing. I believe that I will be doing the Nashville thing and all of the touristy things that I have always wanted to do but never have done as an adult. Later in the week, I have not quite figured out what I will be doing. I have three ideas at this point. Go to Chicago and see my brother and maybe go to Milwaukee and see a brewers game if their in town. Go to Texas. I have several friends who have stated that they would love to see me. OR... ride my motorcycle until I feel like turning around. I thought of the last one last, and I am kind of liking that idea.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-24407773437227901652007-04-08T12:11:00.000-05:002007-04-08T12:28:31.260-05:00The MundaneThere is a lot going on for me right now and my life is pretty much turned upside down. All that is going on is too crazy for a blog right now, but I want to blog so I will blog about the little things. I have a puppy who is driving me crazy. He is very cute, loves to play with me, but he whines when I am not playing with him and has razor teeth. I went to see Blades of Glory the other night, I had coupons so I took a friend from the office with me; I just didn't want to go alone. It was weird telling some guy, "hey, I got coupons, you want to go to the movies with me?"<br />I used to enjoy being alone, but not so much right now. I used to long to be able to go walking by myself and not have to explain myself. Sometimes you just want to be alone, but I've had alot of that now. Now when I am alone my thoughts run wild and I think about all kinds of things over and over again. I can't afford cable or I would get so at least I would have new things to think about. I get my news from my phone now which of course has very limited information.<br />I have been re-reading Harry Potter-Book I. There is a lot that is missed when you read that book after reading all of the others. I think that I have found some serious plot problems, but I am not sure until I read book three again.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-52071087071674197542007-03-11T08:49:00.000-05:002007-03-11T08:53:59.872-05:00TurmoilWell, my life has been changed quite a bit over the past month or so. I am not going to go into it here, but anyone who knows me, knows that it is true. One of the biggest surprises is that going without a computer sucks. I know that I have sort of been a techie all of my life, but I have never been without a computer since I think '86 or '87. It hard to imagine how much something becomes part of your life until it is gone and it is amazing how something so stupid could be such a crutch to your sense of connection to knowledge and the world in general.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1166163437671051372006-12-15T00:09:00.000-06:002006-12-15T00:17:17.696-06:00Ms Dewey and serious stuffI heard at ms dewey the other day on NPR. <a href="http://www.msdewey.com">http://www.msdewey.com</a> The woman makes silly comments after every search that you type. For a while I thought of funny or crude things to type in to hear her response, but then I thought "How about things that you can't joke about?" My most successful entries for getting the most inappropriate comment was "child abuse." and then "genecide." For child abuse, she said something about loving shopping. For genecide, she said that she couldn't talk about it because her hands were tied and turned around and showed her tied hands. The genecide one perhaps is worse because it sounds like a poor joke someone might actually make, where as the child abuse one seemed to show that it just didn't seem to understand what child abuse was.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1165430166183333572006-12-06T12:26:00.001-06:002010-05-01T15:51:04.184-05:00Picture crazy<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2927/3169/1600/613895/Jan%201980%20Dads%20birthday.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2927/3169/320/486038/Jan%201980%20Dads%20birthday.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2927/3169/1600/836174/Mark%20Aaron%20and%20Ryan%20in%20Michigan.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2927/3169/320/954190/Mark%20Aaron%20and%20Ryan%20in%20Michigan.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2927/3169/1600/660338/Mark%20and%20Jill%20in%20New%20Backyard%20in%20Texas.jpg"></a><br />I have been working on this picture project for quite a while. I have been scanning old family photos and recently I got a new digital camera and have been taking new ones. As I look at some of the pictures, I wonder what was going on in my life at the time? What was going on in my mind? Why would I take a picture like that? I wish that I had made almost a diary of the pictures to explain why the picture was taken, who that person was who I guess I never thought I would forget who he or she was.<br /><br />This is not a new thought for me but I have often wondered how many people's photo albums that I am in. Think of all of the people standing in the background of your pictures on vacation and theme parks. You're in someone else's photo album.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1162023417986064042006-10-28T02:59:00.000-05:002006-10-28T03:16:57.996-05:00If the CD is dead resurrect it!I was reading the drudgereport this morning and saw this article saying that an EMI executive said that the CD was dead.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.marketwatch.com/news/story/story.aspx?siteid=mktw&guid=%7BBA27DA69-B92A-473A-AF46-0CBE9DFA59EE%7D">http://www.marketwatch.com/news/story/story.aspx?siteid=mktw&guid=%7BBA27DA69-B92A-473A-AF46-0CBE9DFA59EE%7D</a><br /><br />I know that I always have my little conspiracy theories, but I just don't trust "The Man" to say what it really means. I believe that the reason that record executives are so excited about the demise of the CD is that they can control the content more easily. I have only downloaded maybe 10 items from the internet and dealing with the digital rights management crap is a pain in the rear. I'm not boot legging this stuff and making a killing in China, but if anything goes wrong in the transfer to my MP3, it's annoying to have to re-register and do all the other junk you have to do. If I copy the music off a CD, I don't have to deal with that crap. I can put the music on all my players, no one needs to know, and I don't have to worry if I mess something up will I have to work for 3 days to be able to listen to the music again.<br /><br />On a less cynical note, I enjoy buying a CD for the fact that I won't know every song. Some of the best songs are b-sides and often some of best music is unpromoted because execs think that the public can't handle it. I think of Genesis on this one. Genesis's best music has never been played on the radio. If I hadn't bought the CD, I wouldn't know it existed.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1161929352712176082006-10-27T00:51:00.000-05:002006-10-27T01:09:12.783-05:00Election WishesYou know those voters guides that every special interest group puts out at election time? Don't you wish that you could publish your own. I know that someone might respond "You can, idiot," but I mean one with real answers from the candidates rather than someone's interpretation of all of their statements and votes. Maybe some questions that would seem inappropriate questions should be included like:<br /><br />1. Will you actually make your running platform goals priorities, or will you just move on to something else when others oppose you long enough?<br />2. Do you think the question "Have you ever gone to the Gymnasium?" is an appropriate question for congressman to ask a minor?<br />3. Will you say the sun is the moon just to frustrate members of the other political party?<br />4. Will you just admit the silly, rude, stupid, dangerous, and possibly criminal things you have done so we can worry about more important things? Attach extra sheets as necessary. (I think that the American public and politicians can be very hypocritical in this area.)<br />5. So you say you go to church, huh. I want an attendance report signed by your minister. I also want an explanation of how every past vote you have made fits in line with your belief system.<br />6. For state politicians-Would you support a law requiring individuals 70 and above to have an driver's license examination if they desire to keep their license?<br />7. For federal politicians-Would you support an annual paint ball tournament to determine the agenda of your legislative body?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1161383255678602692006-10-20T17:24:00.000-05:002006-10-20T17:27:35.690-05:00Democratic Conspiracy III really like Joseph Lieberman. I think that Al Gore held back him from becoming vice president. I think that by Lieberman running as an independent, the Democratic party has tricked Republicans for voting for a Democrat. I really admire that move.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1161045114368646622006-10-16T19:19:00.000-05:002006-10-16T19:31:54.386-05:00The daily grindI remember growing up that it seemed that my family was basically able to enjoy themselves after 7 PM. All of the chores, dinner, and anything else were basically done. Only homework could impair the freedom of the evening. While I was in college, I longed for the time when life would calm down long enough to just relax. I when from college to being a church music minister and I worked strange hours working all of the rehearsals that I had. I still longed for relaxing evenings. Now for the most part, I don't work as much as a used to, but rarely are things calm at least before 8 PM. A good part of my relaxing time is spent worrying about what I could be doing. I wonder did my parents feel as free as I felt at 7 PM or did they have things going on that I didn't even realize. I have realized that the things that I have guilt me into feeling guilty about not using them as much as I should. Strange sentence but true.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1158885684040453142006-09-21T18:55:00.000-05:002006-09-21T19:41:24.130-05:00An American in Paris.....Tennessee or thereaboutsI grew up in the Chicago suburbs and would probably be best described as a former mall rat so I can't say that I grew up in the hood; pretty far from it. When I first moved to Tennessee, I lived in Jackson. There was a lot of culture shock for me. Everyone seemed nicer, but really they were less likely to tell you what they thought of you and tell everyone else instead. I also have learned what the phrase "the other side of the tracks" means. In Jackson, it literally seemed like on some invisible line the town is divided between whites and blacks and the only place one would meet someone of the other race was at Walmart.<br /><br />In Chicago, I remember neighborhoods that had lots people from Poland here and Italians there and Hispanics there, but I don't not remember such clear dividing lines between who lived where. I guess I really wasn't that aware of differences because everyone was different, but a former white southerner living in Chicago told me "in the south whites don't get along with blacks and blacks don't get along with whites; in Chicago everybody hates everybody." I often get frustrated by southern racism, but growing up though I learned every derogatory phrase for everybody and used most of them. I can hold a contest with George Carlin for knowledge of the most ethnic insults. The difference though I think is that I don't know of anyone where I grew up who actually meant the insults as racial insults just as insults. Here people seem to mean them.<br /><br />It seems to me that whites and blacks in south have developed two independent cultures side by side due to segregation. If someone meets someone from another country, we expect that there are differences and forgive each other's faux pas. I don't necessary think that the two cultures recognize that the two cultures exist and think "well they're Americans, they should act like me." I am also amazed that we are afraid to ask simple questions about each others cultures for fear of embarrassment. Instead of "Everything You Wanted to Know About Sex but Were Afraid to Ask," someone needs to write "Everything You Wanted to Know About (African Americans, Caucasians, Hispanics, Northerners, Southerners, or You Name It), but Were Afraid to Ask."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1158198405295315602006-09-13T20:02:00.000-05:002006-09-13T20:46:45.363-05:00Movie RatingsI was listening to Fresh Air on NPR today and Terry Gross interviewed Kirby Dick, the director of <em>This Film Is Not Yet Rated</em>. I had previously seen clips of the film on IFC. It was pretty interesting. While I do not necessary agree with Mr. Dick's conclusions, it is interesting how arbitrarily it seems how films are rated. I do agree with him that perhaps it would be more valuable to have rating that actually describe the content rather than whether some unknown people think that a kids should be able to see.<br /><br /> One movie that really intrigues me is <em>Big Fish</em> directed by Tim Burton. The film is great and I would put it as one of the cleanest films I have seen in a while and I have no idea why it got an R rating. There is a mermaidish woman and at one ocasion I think you can see crack. The film is not exactly a children's movie I guess the topics it covers include death, father-son relationships, marital relationships, etc. To me it is a classic PG film in the line of Terms of Endearment except less of a tear jerker.<br /><br /> I also have noticed that older movies with content appealing to adult audiences had received G ratings. Today the only movies that get G ratings are cartoons and movies that probably should not have been made because they are so bad. Also some of those cartoons have content so that if the film was live action film, it would probably earn a PG-13.<br /><br />I have tried to come with my own personal rating system for about 30 minutes and I haven't come up with anything.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1157601133839168612006-09-06T22:35:00.000-05:002006-09-06T22:53:33.796-05:00Kenny Loggins-The movie song godMy wife and I went to Sonic tonight and I'm Alright was playing over the loudspeaker. Then naturally I started thinking about Kenny Loggins and his other movie songs Footloose from Footloose (duh) and Danger Zone from Top Gun. I thought that it was interesting that one man wrote big songs for 3 of the biggest movies of the eighties. I guess that it shouldn't be surprising considering Henry Mancini, Dave Grusin, or the like, but I don't know many people who go out and but their records. I take that back, anyway I don't hear their music played on the radio. Also I don't know of popular musician who has been around for so long and yet is mainly known for 3 super famous songs. I know that I have probably offended the individual that knows every Kenny Loggins tune ever written, but hey I've heard other Kenny Loggins songs, but I don't know other Kenny Loggins songs. Survivor has 2 big movie songs that I know of from Rocky (numeral unknown) and the Karate Kid, but I know more their music. I guess there is no point to this, but I think that it is a musicological oddity.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1156986359705882292006-08-30T19:42:00.000-05:002006-08-30T20:07:36.050-05:00Wordy DirdsI was thinking about my respect thing which is one of my standard rants. I always would use these verses to say that swearing was okay:<br /><br /><blockquote>Matthew 5:21-22<br />"You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, 'Do not murder, and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.' But I tell you that anyone who is angry with his brotherwill be subject to judgment. Again, anyone who says to his brother, 'Raca,' is answerable to the Sanhedrin. But anyone who says, 'You fool!' will be in danger of the fire of hell. (NIV)<br /></blockquote><br />I figure Raca is the equivalent of "F-you!" Whenever someone said a wordy dird, most Christians that I know go nuts. It's almost as if the person had commented the unpardonable sin by using a four letter word and we as Christians generally make a value judgment of the character of the person that used the word. If I read the passage right, it is not the word choice that is important, but rather the intent of the speaker and the way words are meant to be received. People in general and Christians in particular have become very skilled treating people like garbage without using the magic words as if the magic words are missing then the words don't hurt.<br />I spoke a professor at college about my thoughts and he said I was right, but that he chose not to swear because it made a person sound unintelligent. I have also learned that some people swear because they have learned that language pattern from birth, but that doesn't indicate anything about the character of the person, rather that their word choice is appropriate to their upbringing and culture.<br />I guess my point is that you can not tell anything about someone's character by their vocabulary. One has to consider their actions and the intent of their words. Also that we can be meaner to each other than we pretend to ourselves.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1156903488740319532006-08-29T20:59:00.000-05:002006-08-29T21:04:48.773-05:00Great ExpectationsThis week something at work that I thought was going to happen, well...didn't happen. First I was shocked and a little upset. Then slowly as I began to take it all in, I realized this just saved me a ton of work. Why would I want something to happen that is going to make me work harder? I mean I'm doing my job. The person that decided that this wasn't going to happen thinks I'm doing a good job. What else can you ask for?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1156731268526140072006-08-27T21:06:00.000-05:002006-08-27T21:14:28.556-05:00Getting it all inLife has been pretty hectic. I have been working alot. I got a gym membership. I have been trying to practice guitar. I have been trying to review my musical skills and knowledge. (I have degrees in music, but I do nothing vocation-wise that uses those degrees. I feel like I losing the knowledge I had, but that's another post entirely.) I got a playstation 2 for my birth day a few months ago and I feel like I need to play to get my moneys worth out of it. I have a collection of movies tivo-ed that I keep meaning to see. Who thought tivo would be so much pressure. I have the blog which I intended to post regularly on, but obviously I haven't. I haven't even talked about house chores. I have never been able to balance it all very well. Oh well.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1156307891638100632006-08-22T23:33:00.000-05:002006-08-22T23:38:11.653-05:00OffendedA woman I work with asked me if I was offended by her use of foul language today. I told her that I wasn't and I'm not. I began to wonder "What am I offended by?" I don't really have good answer yet, but I would have to say I'm offended when people don't treat people with respect. Then I guess the natural question is "Do I treat people with respect?" The honest answer to that question is "When I feel like it."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29684084.post-1155443708388209922006-08-12T23:25:00.000-05:002006-08-13T18:30:15.506-05:00Delmar Dog-My little Man-Redux<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2927/3169/1600/FBC%20Youth%20Choir%20059.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2927/3169/400/FBC%20Youth%20Choir%20059.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Delmar passed away Saturday night. Delmar when we got him was described as a chihuahua dachsund mix at the pound. He later grew up to be we think a rat terrier mix of some kind. He was amazing with kids; they could pick him up by his head and he wouldn't do a thing to them. My wife and I were really looking forward to seeing him play with our own kids, but it was not to be. Things are quieter without Delmar; we have 2 other 4 legged pets but he seems to have been to one that kept them all riled up. It's amazing how you get attached to these animals. I miss him.<br /><br />You could not imagine a better dog.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4