A History Lesson

Turn it up, and listen.

Music... before it was what it is today. I love the basses frantically playing their notes.

Symphony No. 5 in C minor, Op. 67 written: 1804–08

Ode To a Venti - A Bit Of Poetry

Oh Triple-Venti-Caramel-Mocha, you are my friend. Your sweet chocolate and caramel remind me of simpler times. When as a child I would frolic and play. I would run with my friends to the ice cream truck in the hot central-valley sun awaiting the vast array of treats within. Yes, simpler times.

Triple-Venti-Caramel-Mocha, your espresso wafts through the early-morning air. The sweet perfume permeates all that is around it. Harmoniously, beckons me with its song of indulgence. The espresso reminds me that I have grown up and the the simpler times are left to only memory and the short time that we have together Triple-Venti-Caramel-Mocha. You blend the old and new so perfectly.

Triple-Venti-Caramel-Mocha, your cup glints the first light off of it's lid. It sits there, magical brew contained within. The design will last through the ages.

Triple-Venti-Caramel-Mocha, you are truly a work of art.



Pepto-Bismol, you are the true friend who stays long after the fun is gone. You are the friend that lets me know that things will be ok long after the Triple-Venti-Caramel-Mocha is gone. Pepto Bismol, through drought and storm you have helped me continue to walk when I could not stand anymore. You are why I can still have my silly Triple-Venti-Caramel-Mocha.

Thank you my friends. You help me through my day.

While I'm On a Roll

I have recently found that Lark News is a good place for Christian news. Take this article on the new video game called Altar Egos: Rumble in the Pew, the latest church staff craze.

Here's a quote from the article:


"I like ripping up the hymnals. I don't know why," says one executive pastor who asked not to be identified.

Matches often get ugly as virtual staff meetings and Sunday services go badly wrong, with people hurling folding chairs and offering plates at each other, and yelling Bible-inspired insults ("I'm gonna lay you waste, snake." Whack!)."


So go and check out LarkNews, you'll thank me for it. However, if you don't thank me I'm gonna lay you waste, snake!

Stuff Christians Like

So it has been a while since I've done the whole "I-thought-this-was-funny-so-you-should-too" blog but it's mostly because those times have been filled with less-than-bloggable-but-still-funny LOLcats, LOLdogs ,and even the occasional LOLgraph. (Did you notice how I still posted links in the same breath that I was saying why I wasn't going to?)

You all know I love a good sarcastic ribbing. Or a good satirical shake-up. Even as I type this I am thinking that there are far too many hyphens in this post. All that aside, I have stumbled upon a great site.

Basically a rip-off of the not-as-funny stuff white people like, a guy has made a great humor site called Stuff Christians Like. Here is an excerpt (one that I continually guffawed at while reading).

#154. Breaking up after a retreat.

Next to unpacking, dumping your boyfriend or girlfriend is our favorite thing to do after a church retreat. We can't help it. The retreat speaker always tells us on Saturday night, "If there's anything you need to lay down before the cross tonight, to give up to God, come down and do it. Don't wait, this is your chance." And you are the first thing we think of. So we decide with our retreat friends that we are going to do it. This relationship is over. And then on Sunday afternoon when we get back, we call you and have the following conversation:

Girl:
"The retreat was good, it gave me a lot to think about."

Guy:
"Really? Like what?"

Girl:
"Well, I think you and I have grown apart."

Guy:
"You've been gone for 44 hours and were 119 miles away, what do you mean?"

Girl:
"God just really laid it on my heart that I should focus on him and not this relationship."

Guy:
"God told you to dump me?"

And so forth. The moral of this story is that if your girlfriend or boyfriend is going on a retreat, you better go too. Unless it's an all girl's retreat. And mission trips are even worse. Your girlfriend is going to start seeing Mark, that awkward but kind of cute guy, in a whole new light during that mission trip. It's a light called, "Look at Mark feed hungry children in Africa while my boyfriend plays Xbox back in Ohio."

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Unlike many things that I link to, this one actually has quite a bit of spiritual "impact," if you will. Most of the time it's all laughs but every-so-often there's a post that will hit you (or smack you) in a good direction.

So, check out some of the stuff Christians like. I don't think you'll be disappointed.

Hey People

You know, I really love blogging. I do. But, when people say...

"Chris... when are you going to update!!11!!!1??"

...and I do, and then nobody says a word.

Well that makes me a sad panda. So come on people, say something. I like to hear things. I will say something too.

Oh and by the way, congrats to the lovely Mandy who just finished her first writing assignment for Lifeway. Whoo!