Saturday, December 17, 2005

Impulse Buy

I was browsing in World Market today. It's common to find uncommon items there but I found one that I simply had to buy just to have an excuse to write about it. It's a little tin of lip balm called

It's pretty freakin awesome

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Promoting the attainment of personal goats..

I was given a free cd today at my company's Christmas luncheon:

"Merry, Merry Show Tunes: Birmingham's Best & Brightest"

Cool. A free Christmas CD is surely able to cheer my spirits on an otherwise uneventful Thursday afternoon. I pop the CD into my computer..

Ridiculous. Ever song is absolutely garbage. I laughed my self silly at track 7 "Be A Santa," from the hit album "Subways are for Sleeping." The worst is "It's Turkey Lurkey Time." Enjoy the lyrics with me...

It's turkey lurkey time
Tom turkey ran away, but he just came home
It's turkey lurkey time
He's really home to stay, never one to roam
Let's make a wish, and may all our wishes come true.......
A snowy, blowy christmas, a mistletoey christmas
A turkey lurkey christmas to you...
A turkey lurkey christmas to you
It's loosey goosey time
She was a gadabout, but she's back again
It's loosey goosey time
Her time is running out, and we all know when
Let's make a wish, and may all our wishes come true....
A snowy, blowy christmas, a mistletoey christmas
A loosey goosey christmas to you...
A loosey goosey christmas to you
Turkey lurkey, loosey goosey
Some for uncle joe, some for cousin lucy
Everybody gather round the table
Dig in, dinner is being served
Eat all the turkey you are able
Can't you see a partridge in a pear tree?
Climb up and bring it down for me
That's something i would like to see
A snowy, blowy christmas, a mistletoey christmas
A turkey lurkey christmas to you......
Jingle bells, jingle bells x 15

Wow. My life is full of joy.

PS- Sorry about the title. I read the fine print wrong in from the Salvation Army note inside. It actually reads 'personal goals.' I figured that you deserve the same chuckle.

Monday, December 12, 2005

The Slain Lamb

"And I looked, and behold, in the midst of the throne and of the four living creatures, and in the midst of the elders, stood a Lamb as though it had been slain..." Rev. 5:6

Jesus stands in heaven as a Lamb that has been slain. Isaiah 52 says He was marred more than any other man ever. That's more than the nastiest accident you can imagine. How about a man burned alive? Yep, worse than that. Jesus was slain for us. We won't quite understand what he endured until we see Him in person. It actually goes much deeper than just physical scarring.

The crazy thing is that Jesus wasn't concerned much about the physical pain He was up against. As He prayed in the garden just before His crucificion with such intensity that capalaries burst and blood flowed out of His pores, Jesus was actually concerned about one thing: being seperated from the Father. Jesus knew no sin. He was about to take on the sin of the world and be seperated from His Father for a time and the agony of that was torture beyond any physical pain.

"Jesus was close to His Father,
drew His love from His Father,
was in love with His Father" - Jon Courson

What do you worry over? Losing your job? Failing school? People not liking you? Yeah, I'm with ya. However, how much would we freak out if we were seperated from the Father for a day? Probably not at all. Let's stop worrying over stuff that isn't really that big of a deal in the perspective of eternity and start concerning ourselves with constant genuine communion with the Father. That's what the Christian walk is really all about: being totaly consumed with the Lord and relaxing in Him, hanging out with Him, drawing every breath from Him, running every thought past Him.

Monday, December 5, 2005

Dave's Hog Roast

At the top of this week's cravings: Dave's Hog Roast

If you don't know me from York, chances are you have never had the pleasure of eating from Dave's. If you have, your mouth is watering all over your keyboard. Wipe it up - people are staring.

Just a few steps off Petergate sits Dave's Hog Roast. The whole place is the size of my living room. As you near the entrance, the large window displays today's feast: several chickens, a lamb, a chunk of beef, a turkey and a pig. Dave roasts each of these in the morning and sells them for lunch in sandwiches. He closes his doors for the day whenever the last bite has been sold. It usually takes a mere 3 hours to sell out so arriving at 11am is a good idea.

Since only 3 people can fit in the door, the line goes for about 20 people down the sidewalk. At the counter, order a lamb sandwich with mint, a turkey sandwich with stuffing smeared on it, or a pork sandwich with applesauce running down your fingers. Oh, and the pork always comes with a chunk of real pork rind (with little hairs still attached) on the side. I love watching them literally carve the meat off the roasted animal and layer it thick onto my bun. Though greasy, Dave's hits the spot every time.
And since I'm on a roll with these restaurant reviews, stayed tuned for "Jenny's Fish and Chips - £1.50" Don't forget to bring your Pepto Bismal and a defibrillator (just in case).

Thursday, December 1, 2005


I am so frustrated with life today. I have been for awhile now due to my new job. If I had the means, I would actually burn the building down today. This company is full of jerks that don't have their acts together. How are you supposed to tell me to fix someone's printer over the phone when I've never seen the printer, never had training on it, and have NO documentation? And then get mad when I can't fix it!!!

Well, the only thing I know to do when I'm frustrated is pray. It comes out with difficulty and negative words. I basically tell God that I'm really pissed and wish everyone around me were dead. Then, I tell Him that I know He is in control and promises to work everything out in my life if I just trust Him and hang in there. Amen. That's it.

Did it help? No. I'm still pissed off at the world. Namely, a company who pays me good money to do a big job but doesn't give me the time of day to equip me how to do it. Also, I'm pissed at the retarded Wal-mart ladies who took 30 minutes to figure out how to make my credit card work and made me late coming back from lunch. I'm also pissed at the mechanic who tried to jip me on a simple brake job. Hell, I'm pissed at my dad for not dying from his stroke and making me think about him all the time. I'm pissed at my mom for raising me the way she did. I'm frustrated with so many people and situations.

With all that said, I know that it's gunna be ok. Philip was tested by Jesus in the Bible. Jesus was all, "Hey Phil, let's feed all these people." Yeah, I would have been frustrated, too. Jesus, you nutcase. We have enough money for a few people but not this crowd. You're supposed to be all smart and look what you're suggesting.

But, Jesus was cool as a cucumber because He all ready knew the plan. He took the little stuff they had and made it multiply. He didn't call Philip a knuclehead and make him sit on the bench for the rest of the game. Likewise, Jesus isn't freakin out that I'm so frustrated and ready to throw in the towel. He already knows how everything will work out and is allowing me to be stretched so that I can grow. I'm really pissed about it but it is for my own good.

So there. I hate you. I hate the world. But, my God is gunna bring me through this crap kicking and screaming. Maybe in a year, I'll be explaining to the new hires in the very first training class of my department how I made it through with no training and how lucky they are to have a teacher like me.