Friday Fill In #187

1. I’m going to have to turn down your request to take the entire summer of 2011 off.

2. There have been times when I turned making Jello into a task of adventure and daring.

3. Perhaps today you can make it a point to not get yourself killed by falling into a giant tub of hot dog emulsion.

4. This one time I spent the entire night in a soft bed under warm covers with the lights off; you gotta admit that’s true adventurer’s spirit.

5. Compassion is a word made from two Latin words: “com” meaning “with,” and “passare” meaning “no shoes on.”

6. I’m going to think up silly answers to this FFI, no matter how difficult.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to a comedy show with Tim Sample, tomorrow my plans include watching the boys so Susan and Julia can help a friend, and Sunday, I want to ride my scooter like the wind!

Give Thanks in All Things

“In everything give thanks; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.”
~1 Thess. 5:18

On Saturday night, I was about to head out to a gig. My mom was visiting the house, and she asked if she had left a weed trimmer down in the basement. I said she had, that I knew right where it was, and I’d go get it for her. When I turned the corner on the stairwell landing, I could see quite a flood on the floor. I said to Susan who was right behind me “I’m screwed.” You see, I had two vintage drum sets sitting on the floor. I had my most expensive Tama Starclassic kit down there. I had all kinds of speakers, microphones, PA equipment, you name whatever expensive musical thing you can think of, and it was probably on that floor. And, I was due at gig.

But the Lord was gracious to me. Two of the three drumsets were a little moist on the bottom, but nothing major. The expensive Starclassic kit wasn’t wet at all. A cardboard box of records was soaked, but inside, all the good records were at the other end–a dry end! The stuff that got wet was all easily replaceable. A bag of cymbals got wet, and got some green oxidation that could be polished off. Susan was able to dry the wet records, and laid the dust jackets out in our sunroom. So what really was lost? An hour or so of my time spent wet-vac-ing the basement. I was able to get to my gig on time, and still had time to eat supper. (A supper provided by the gig’s management, so thanks for that too!)

So, I’ve decided to start a new category of postings: Give Thanks in All Things. I hope this will help me remember where my focus really needs to be.

Friday Fill In #185

I’ve been on vacation and so on the last couple of weeks. I’m back into the groove now, though.

1. This is what life does. It lets you succeed or fail, and usually in proportion to how much you try.
2. When you sit down at supper, and you all take turns saying grace, and your oldest son says “Thank you that I have a great dad,” do you really appreciate the moment? (I know I did!)
3. Upon reflection in the mirror, I decided I’d be better off having the leftover conjoined twin’s foot removed from my forehead.
4. I’ve been keeping a blog for quite a long time. (The archives show my very first as January 10th, 2001. Am I the only one who reads their own blog to see what they were up to years ago?)
5. Later, you wake up because your spouse says “Sacajawea” in a dream.
6. It’s just a quick walk from my house down the hill to the far and boundless sea.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to playing St. George Days with Three Button Deluxe (with special guitar player Mac “The Knife” Economy), tomorrow my plans include billing day and the church fair at St. George Days, and Sunday, I want to see some new faces at Sunday School (I’ve invited a friend–have you?)!