I hope they don't have kids

We have no clue the story behind this car we saw in the parking lot, so we made some educated guesses.

My fictitious caption to the story:
Derek Bauer, owner of a local lobster rubber-band manufacturing plant, will soon be ticked that some alleged female has mistaken his car for Mark's.

My roommate's fictitious caption to the story:
Mark, the ever grammatical elitist, left his wife not so much for the vandalistic display of hate, but because he could not relish the fact that his own spouse would leave a question mark off a blatantly interrogative sentence.

Quick thoughts/rants/blurbs/ resultsofboredom

-One of the most common outlashes of the Fashion Police is against the wearing of socks with sandals. Hey, what if I want to wear socks cause they're comfortable, but don't want my feet to sweat that much. There is no solution to my problem other than wearing socks with sandals you bastards.

-Man, I seriously recommend reading Searching for God Knows What. At least five of those chapters are ranked in my top 6 most profound chapters I've ever read.

-My mom is going through chemotherapy for her breast cancer. She has no hair and my brothers shaved her head the other night. Honestly, I don't I could have done that without crying. But anyways, she has a wig. She now looks like Mrs. Cleaver (even though I've never actually seen her or that show or a beaver for that matter).

-I like Hillary more than most conservatives. She's smart and she was one of the first democrats to compliment some decisions made concerning Iraq. I respect her for that...or any politician who can acknowledge that the other side is doing something well.

-I am thoroughly enjoying Rob Edwards teaching right now. Which has made me want to study the book of Mark....probably the first time ever that I've actually really studied the Bible on my own.

-Please do not rent trucks from Uhaul. Not because I work for Penske, but because I am a fellow human being who cares about others and doth not want them stranded on the side of the road.

-I don't have cable. I basically have TBS and 5 crappy Christian channels. If I have to choose between Tyler Perry's House of Payne, The Bill Engvall Show, and back-to-back-to-back-to-back Everybody Loves Raymond reruns, I choose death.

My 3rd favorite Lion (behind Aslan and Lambert)

Pedro the Lion, a Christian band who is known for their provocatively deep and raw lyrics, writes:

"ultra-violet rays are washing over all the boys and girls
as their moms lay tanning by the pool
all of their dads arriving home
all the children hug his neck unaware of their inheritence
all of the experts say you ought to start them young
that way they'll naturally love the taste of corporate cum"


why am i (along with a lot of the human race) so drawn to this?
my guess is three reasons:
1) we love originality
2) we like being shocked (not electrically)
3) we love it when someone is bold enough to point out the pretense that goes on around us

an interview with him if you're curious or wish blog posts were longer.

Still trying to figure this thing out

i don't know what i'm going to do the rest of my life, but I do know that I will at some point in my life (God-willing) be involved with these:

- I will be a teacher at a Christian school.
- I will live in Cherokee, North Carolina and be involved somehow in the lives of the Cherokee people helping them either economically, socially, and/or spiritually.
- I will coach baseball whether that's at a school, my son's team, or a random little league team.
- I will have skin cancer.

USDA ft. Young Jeezy - White Girl

See that girl w/ the briefcase at the beginning and also at the 2.17 mark of the video? I got to hang out with her on Sunday night. A guy in my Bible Study..that's his sister. She joined a few of us guys for some late night pizza. She's a Hawks Cheerleader that appears in rap videos on the side.

It was interesting how a girl who's so attractive and cool, could be so insecure around people she didn't know. Every moment she wasn't being talked to, she was pretending to text message or be distracted by her phone.

I really feel like if I were more attractive or cooler or had higher status, I would be tons more comfortable, tons more secure around people. But apparently all I need is more cell phone features.

Calvinism in the Airport

This story happened in the pre-blog years, but I want to re-tell the story just so I will remember it and will have record of it.

My dad and I were getting on a flight from Miami to Atlanta. While we were waiting to board, there was a hold up. So a ton of us were stuck in that non-air conditioned walkway tunnel that goes into the plane. I randomly got this idea that since almost everyone in that tunnel could hear me, I turned to my dad and asked:
"So wait, why did Jesus HAVE to die?"
My dad, realizing that everyone could hear him and that he was being put on the spot, was a little nervous in his answer. It ended up being a half complete, so-so answer. It was interesting b/c my dad, the theologian, was scraping for words and thoughts to say to such a basic question. I responded with another question, but my question was sorta crappy and didn't get us anywhere.

But then the couple standing right next to us turned around and said:
"We couldn't help over-hearing your conversation. Do you mind if we give our thoughts on the matter?"
Dad: Sure
Martin: Please

They ended up giving a great answer, an answer that gave quite a profound look at the Gospel.....for everyone in that tunnel to hear.