Showing posts from February, 2008

R.I.P. Larry Norman

One of the great pioneers of what we call Contemporary Christian Music, or CCM, has gone home. Larry was perhaps best known for his signature song, "Why Should the Devil Have All the Good Music?" And with that question, set to rock and roll, church music would never be the same.I miss those early days of CCM. Concerts and merchandise were usually free, and we loved our "Jesus music." I remember being told how shameful it was to use rock and roll to tell the story of Jesus. I remember being told how CCM was all about drawing attention to self. Most importantly, I remember turning it up louder.Thanks, Larry, for igniting the spark of CCM. Crank it up in Heaven for us!

Doctor. Doctor. Doctor.

While this is one of my all time favorite movie scenes, seeing the real doctor is not as much fun as it used to be. I had a routine checkup this morning, and had to face an unpleasant reality: high blood pressure. This morning, though I was very calm and cheerful, my BP was 153/106. It has never been this high.I am now on BP meds and have a follow up visit next week. It seems the sins and Tom Foolery of my youth are now coming back and asking for payment. In conclusion, my two least favorite words in all the world, diet and exercise, are now essential parts of my life. They are no longer a suggestion or a good idea. My first order of business is to drop 50 pounds. So much for the Krispy Kreme diet!I will keep you posted on my progess. Failure is not an option.

Sometimes, you just gotta stop...

...and blog.

My work schedule and my blogger schedule have a few crossed wires of late, but I am working out the kinks. I do very much enjoy the reunion of old friends here in the blogosphere. My original intention behind blogging was to open myself up on matters of faith, etc. and hopefully leave behind something that my children and future Vick generations could have.

Now blogging has created a place where I can keep up with my dear pals as if they were right here with me. Our lives and families have taken us all over the globe, and it's great that we can reconnect here. Though I confess to a vision of all of us blogger buds hooking up sometime, somewhere, and enjoying a group hug. Preferably before the 25th AHS reunion. Did I just say 25th?

(the blogger pauses to reflect and catch his breath)

Here's a question: Does anyone besides me ever get the urge to stand in a crowded elevator or restaurant and yell, "WOLVERINES!!"

I will take that one up with my therapist…

Happy Super-Fat-Tuesday

Today is Super Tuesday for those who would be President. Following the day with an attitude of prayer.

It is also "Fat Tuesday," or, as I like to call it, "Loading Up Before Lent." Before giving up something for lent, one overindulges oneself in the thing today. What a world, what a world.

For me, today is just Tuesday. I am going to work soon to earn my keep and pay for my stuff. Yesterday my wife picked up a couple of refills under our new group policy from where I work. One prescription was only $10.00, the other was $138. Here's hoping that our next President will truly make healthcare reform a priority and not just a slogan to get elected.

Maybe I should run for office. I hear Gaston, SC is looking for a new mayor...

Like Father...?

Last night I had the privilege of seeing my daughter Jenna be inducted into the National Junior Beta Club at her school. I remember the Beta club when I was her age, but I was on the outside looking in. I was in the Honor Society in 8th grade. That's about all I can remember regarding my middle school academia. The rest is a blur of singing telegrams and other nuttiness with Jay. I am proud of all my children, but this was a big deal in Jenna's life, and I hope her success only grows, as I wish for all my children. To make me even more proud, Jenna recorded several radio spots for 96.7 here in Columbia during her job-shadowing project for school. She was supposed to come with me, but the company no longer allows it.
For those who wish to listen, she can be heard again at 3:15 pm and 5:11 pm. Out of towners can stream over the net. Hearing her over the airwaves took me back to my days at WQXL in Columbia back in the late 80s. It was the most fun I ever had making $3.35 and hour.

The Other Day, I Woke Up Differently

Back in the day, I was a die hard Republican. I voted Republican in every election, and I believed (and I still do) that Ronald Reagan restored hope and pride to America. I was a proud member of my local, "Silver Elephant" club, and I attended the meetings. In 1994, a fellow Elephant tried to convince me to run for chair of my local precinct. I wimped out. What if...? I digress. The other day, I woke up with a startling realization: I like Barack Obama. I like his vision, and the clarity with which he casts it. I like his attitude. I have not seen any mudslinging from this guy. I feel like I can trust him. He says the things that I would say if I were running for President. Of course, all of my speeches would begin with, "You don't know me, but..." In an odd twist of events, my longtime pal, Rick, the king of java-related fair, announced on his blog the very same day I woke up different that he has chosen to support Senator Obama as well. Today I find that Steve …