Showing posts from January, 2006

Matters of El Corazon

For those of you who watch what you eat, here's the final word on nutrition and health. It's a relief to know the truth after all the conflicting medical studies:

1. The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
3. The Chinese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
4. The Italians drink excessive amounts of red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.
5. The Germans drink a lot of beer and eat lots of sausage and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

Eat and drink what you like. Speaking English is apparently what kills you.

Mad props to J. Kirkpatrick for supplying this useful information.

Top Five Friday Challenge

The Reverend of the Cubicles posted a blog today that I'd like to match. My top five songs that I like, but might not admit it (until today) are:

1) Dean Martin, Ain't That a Kick in the Head. A classic.
2) Gino Vanelli, I Just Wanna Stop. A grossly overlooked talent from the 80s.
3) Tchaikovsky, Romeo and Juliet Overture. Gives me chills every time.
4) Barry White, My First, Last, Everything. The old fox show, Ally McBeal, paid the master of soul his due. If you can't seduce a woman with Barry White, you may as well give it up, pal!
5) Foghat, Slow Ride. Musically speaking, my 7 year old could have written it, but man, it rocks. The live version is amazing. Ok, I am showing my age. 70s rock was raw and needed no spandex, grunge, or big hair. Just talented musicians, on drugs, layin' it down.

Cube Rev, love the new blog look, by the by.

Good Friday

Today is a new day. For the last month I have been faced with a huge financial mountain of my own creation. There is a saying that you find out who your true friends are when the (blank) hits the fan. I have discovered a lot about myself, and the people around me. I have rediscovered family and what it is (and is not) about.

The mountain has been moved. The situation is more manageable now. I see the sunshine. Fresh air never smelled so fresh. I have such a beautiful wife and family. I have the best friends in the world.

Today is a good day. A day for new beginnings.

Indestructible Joy!

An article worth reading, that agrees with my post below. God is so cool!

Expecting the unexpectable

Yes, the title phrase is altered on purpose. I am struggling with expectations lately. Specifically, what I think others expect from me, and what I should expect of myself. I tend to beat myself up when I do not meet certain expectations.

This past month, I have had a "mountain" in my path. A financial mistake I made caught up with me and has caused me and my wife a lot of stress. I have been beating myself to oblivion over this. "How could I have been so careless?" "Why I am I so stupid?" "I am just no darn good." My side of the family has all but abandoned me, but before that, they made sure and confirmed what I had already been saying about myself.

So yesterday I bottomed out. I broke. I went to the Lord while driving to Tracy's work to take her lunch. I said, "What am I gonna do?" The Lord just said, "Play some praise music." Read my post called, "Things I Love" to get my feelings about praise music to see the…

Adding to my repertoire

I have procured a side job that I am very excited about. I am a weekend DJ/Entertainer now, and I am thrilled. This is something I have always wanted to do, and I am thankful for the chance to do it. Give the website a glance, and if you ever need a Pastor/Wrestler/DJ/Entertainer for anything, let me know! But first, consider my track record:
As a pastor, my ministry went well, but my first marriage failed.As a wrestler, I botched a simple move and broke my arm.So far, the DJ thing is going well. I will keep you posted.


Chuck and Todd, circa 1986. Woe to those on the AHS yearbook staff who allowed this photo to be published. Sorry Chuck, but it's better this way! Good heavens, the hair!

Tagged - Guilty Pleasures

Three days ago, I was tagged by Mr. Coffee, himself, my pal Rickwell. In all the excitement of seeing Chuck in blogville, I missed my tag. Personally, I am still miffed about Pacino being passed over for the Oscar in Godfather III. I should let it go, but I can't.

Anyhoo, the Top 5 Guilty Pleasures of yours truly are:

1) Pecan Pie topped with Cool Whip, or Butter Pecan Ice Cream from Mayfields.
2) Taco Bell Caramel Apple Empanadas.
3) White Chocolate Mocha from Starbucks.
4) The Three Stooges on DVD, enjoyed with my son, the only other person in my home who gets the stooges.
5) TV Land. I believe some of the best TV shows were made in the 70s and 80s. Now I can enjoy them with my family. Sanford and Son still makes me howl.

Say hello to my good friend

One of my best pals ever is in the blogosphere. Say hello to Chuck, and tell him who sent ya.

Chuck and I go back to high school days, where a friendship began that we really should write a book about. People used to think we were twin brothers. In a way, I guess we kinda are, eh Carlos?

Show my pal some love!

Stop the Pendulum Before I Throw Up!

My most dreadful amusement park ride experience came at the hands of "The Pirate." The Pirate is a big boat that swings back and forth like a pendulum. I have only ridden on it once. On that one day I lost about $.87 in change, my Polish Sausage Dog (post digestion), and my wits. I can hang with any roller coaster, but the Pirate got the best of me.

My spiritual life can be likened to a pendulum. It swings back and forth, from one extreme to the other. I have been way Baptist or not at all; way charismatic or not at all; I am not sure why I have to be all one way or all the other. I have not yet achieved balance, and I think I know why.

I have what I will call, "Spiritual ADHD." Let me explain what I mean.

I have a stepchild with ADHD. I used to believe that there was no such thing. I believed that ADHD kids just lacked discipline, boundaries, and consequences. After living with Matt, I am coming around in my beliefs. Discipline, etc. can help, but even still, simp…

A Perfect Day

Today's post almost sounds like the title to a children's story, and maybe it is. Yesterday was in many ways, a "perfect" day for me, Tracy, and the bunch.

I preached at a church in Walterboro, SC yesterday. It was my third time there, and I have really come to love these folks. Some of my cousins and my aunt Salli visited and it was a great service. I would love to go back there again.

After church we spent the day at my cousin Jody's horse ranch. Here in Suburbia, my kids have a nice fenced in backyard, but this is nothing compared to the 40-plus acres they were able to roam yesterday. After a nice Sunday dinner, I watched my kids play. I watched them chase chickens, feed horses, climb hay bales, and get really, really dirty. I watched my wife run barefoot in what is most certainly her element. I listened to the peace and quiet, save for the sounds of my laughing offspring.

The weather was sunny and mild. Absolutely gorgeous. The air was fresh and cris…