Album(s) Currently Playing: Eyes Open and Final Straw by Snow Patrol
Oh how I love the cold. I admit I'm a sucker for the beach and a tan at times but since my body loses 90% of the lame tan I ever get within 45 minutes of being out of the sun and since my idea of hell on earth is anytime I can't wear a shirt, I've decided that I'm a winter guy. I dig hoodies, layered clothes, warm stuff...and sandals. Somehow in my twisted life I detest socks, unless they are tall ones pulled all the way up to my knees when I play basketball. I think it should be allowed for me to wear a stocking hat all the time. I'm not a real fan of gloves but I need a neverending supply hot coffee in my office.
By the way, did I mention I picked up some coffee in the Philippines and it is hands down (cover your ears Starbucks) the finest coffee I have ever had? I love the stuff. Probably too much. It is simply amazing and if we were really really good friends and you were here I'd let you see and smell it and if you brought me a bag of it, I'd brew some and let you have one small sip. Then I'd keep the rest for myself because I'm an only child and that's what we do.
Last night the manchild got something I've wanted all my life. A full size Oregon Ducks football helmet. I have a mini one in my office. He has a full size one. Again, the only child alarms are ringing. He put on his jersey, helmet and shorts last night and looked quite amazing. I'd show you a picture but, well, it won't load up.
I guess I should be enlightening you with my brilliance or telling you books you should read or some nonesense like that but instead I'm telling you that if you don't own Snow Patrol, Mat Kearney, Keane and Death Cab For Cutie you are not the hippie, tree hugging friend I need. Seriously, the stuff will in small and no salvation oriented ways change your life and at least make you happier and more grateful that you have me as a friend.
Since I'm feeling rather opinionated today I thought I'd share with you what I thought of the last couple movies I've seen. MI3-seen on a plane on my way home. It was a nice way to get through a couple hours on the flight. That is all I have to say. Firewall with Harrison Ford. Sucked. Ford couldn't beat anybody up and I'm not buying Han Solo/Indiana Jones as a techno security geek once he quit traveling the world. Nope, the dude doesn't hack it. The storyline is annoying and the ending was hokey even for a movie. For those of you who recommended the movie to me I (do not) salute you. May you have a random late fee show up next time you go to rent something.
On one final exciting note, I am cover a couple classes in 2 weeks. At Ozark. Classes on psychology. Random exciting fact: I got an F on my first psychology test. I actually pulled a D in the class, hands down the worst grade of my college career. So I think I'll make an amazing teacher ahem, proffessor. I'm also covering a crisis counseling class. That's hot.
Well, nothing about our talk today has blessed you or made you a better person but I feel better.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Easing My Way Back In
Currently Listening: Coldplay's Album A Rush Of Blood To The Head
For those of you still wondering, yes I am still alive.
I've realized that the longer I stay away from blogging, the harder it is to start again.
I've also realized the more I talk about myself, the easier it is to do it on a regular basis.
So life is good right now. We just had a great visit to Quincy, I've been busy with KS stuff and loving just about every minute of it. I've become a slightly different person in temperment, its the first cold of the fall so I'm growing the beard and looking rather like a Lost character.
Which reminds me, Ang and I stepped into the 90's and finished season 1 tonight. We stayed away as long as we could but now are slowing dropping down the rabbit hole with everybody else. I can't say the show is changing my life or making me better in any tangible ways I could make money off of but it is entertaining and enjoyable.
Other than that I have about 5 new artists I'm listening to all the time these days though I find myself with a comfortable old favorite tonight.
So there you go.
For those of you still wondering, yes I am still alive.
I've realized that the longer I stay away from blogging, the harder it is to start again.
I've also realized the more I talk about myself, the easier it is to do it on a regular basis.
So life is good right now. We just had a great visit to Quincy, I've been busy with KS stuff and loving just about every minute of it. I've become a slightly different person in temperment, its the first cold of the fall so I'm growing the beard and looking rather like a Lost character.
Which reminds me, Ang and I stepped into the 90's and finished season 1 tonight. We stayed away as long as we could but now are slowing dropping down the rabbit hole with everybody else. I can't say the show is changing my life or making me better in any tangible ways I could make money off of but it is entertaining and enjoyable.
Other than that I have about 5 new artists I'm listening to all the time these days though I find myself with a comfortable old favorite tonight.
So there you go.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Why Am I Not Tired
I've been up since 3 A.M.
I think I've slept 5 hours in the last 3 days.
The new Hillsongs album kicks my butt.
Speaking of Hillsongs....I'm back from the Philippines and I'm 30. I was taking a survey online today for Nooma and when it came to age I had to check 30's and I thought wow.
Anyway, the Philippines was a really great trip. I will not lie, it was not my favorite ever. However it taught me a lot, it was a lot of fun, the guys were awesome, it was cool to celebrate my birthday in a different way--in fact I'd been up for quite a while and it wasn't unitl Wilson told me happy birthday that I realized it was. That's wierd. No mid life crisis here.
I read a great book called Ghost Soldiers, the latest Harry Potter book, and almost finished My Life by Clinton. Quite a wierd collection but good nonetheless.
Other randoms of the trip. I preached both sunday's once in a house church of 17 and the next week in a church of 800. I had the best calamari of my life, the finest steak of my life, laughed till it hurt, saw some stuff I'll never forget and realized how blessed I am to have a job where I can have email and phone conversations with my family whenever.
So all in all it was a great trip. I can't say there was some huge insight God taught to only me that you need to hear that will change you forever. I just think it was good for me. I learned a lot about missions, philosophy of those things and my leadership and it was really good. In an amazing act, I actually have pictures. I'll try to post some when I can.
I think I've slept 5 hours in the last 3 days.
The new Hillsongs album kicks my butt.
Speaking of Hillsongs....I'm back from the Philippines and I'm 30. I was taking a survey online today for Nooma and when it came to age I had to check 30's and I thought wow.
Anyway, the Philippines was a really great trip. I will not lie, it was not my favorite ever. However it taught me a lot, it was a lot of fun, the guys were awesome, it was cool to celebrate my birthday in a different way--in fact I'd been up for quite a while and it wasn't unitl Wilson told me happy birthday that I realized it was. That's wierd. No mid life crisis here.
I read a great book called Ghost Soldiers, the latest Harry Potter book, and almost finished My Life by Clinton. Quite a wierd collection but good nonetheless.
Other randoms of the trip. I preached both sunday's once in a house church of 17 and the next week in a church of 800. I had the best calamari of my life, the finest steak of my life, laughed till it hurt, saw some stuff I'll never forget and realized how blessed I am to have a job where I can have email and phone conversations with my family whenever.
So all in all it was a great trip. I can't say there was some huge insight God taught to only me that you need to hear that will change you forever. I just think it was good for me. I learned a lot about missions, philosophy of those things and my leadership and it was really good. In an amazing act, I actually have pictures. I'll try to post some when I can.
Friday, September 08, 2006
ESPN and Christ and Church
In my ever ongoing mission of explaining to the world why ESPN is not only amazing but also important to civilization, I came across a facinating interview on the radio last night as I was driving home. The interview was on the Dan Patrick show and the guest was Michael Irvin, a former wide reciever for the Dallas Cowboys. The discussion was on steroids and human growth hormones (HGH).
Quick background: Michael Irvin was a great player but also a cocaine addict. He's different now I guess, very outspoken, arrogant would be an understatement and I guess somewhere in there is a little theology or something.
Basically the discussion was on how these professional athletes today are taking "legal" drugs to succeed. Anything from roids to creatine to HGH to uppers to anti-inflamatory stuff to whatever. Finally, after much discussion on the ethics of it all (if they don't test for it and you do it and "cheat" is it wrong?) DP asked the question that shocked me.
DP: So Michael, if you had to do it over again and you were a 23 year old kid out of college, would you rather have a long mediocre at best career, more of the starving artist type, or would you rather use substances and have a standout career, make a ton of money but be dead at 27?
MI: Be marginal or make a ton of money for my family and be dead at 27?
DP: Yeah, long life or money and early death.
MI: Dead at 27.
DP: Really?
MI: Yeah, I mean not to push some theology or something on you but the Bible says that we're supposed to love our family and provide for them like Christ loves the church. My Bible says Christ died for the church to provide for it so I'd be dead at 27 so my family could have a nice lifestyle rather than force them to starve with me for many, many years.
Regardless of your opinion of sports/ESPN/God, I'm hoping the rough relay of the interview at least causes you to think for a bit. I've tried to figure out how I would have responded to Irvin's answer. Of course I'm a selfish only child too. So in addition to the worthless sports stats and anecdotes I memorized on my drive home I was left with a facinating question and an even more facinating answer. Happy thinking.
P.S. I killed a squirrel driving to the office today. On purpose. I wonder if he was 27...
Quick background: Michael Irvin was a great player but also a cocaine addict. He's different now I guess, very outspoken, arrogant would be an understatement and I guess somewhere in there is a little theology or something.
Basically the discussion was on how these professional athletes today are taking "legal" drugs to succeed. Anything from roids to creatine to HGH to uppers to anti-inflamatory stuff to whatever. Finally, after much discussion on the ethics of it all (if they don't test for it and you do it and "cheat" is it wrong?) DP asked the question that shocked me.
DP: So Michael, if you had to do it over again and you were a 23 year old kid out of college, would you rather have a long mediocre at best career, more of the starving artist type, or would you rather use substances and have a standout career, make a ton of money but be dead at 27?
MI: Be marginal or make a ton of money for my family and be dead at 27?
DP: Yeah, long life or money and early death.
MI: Dead at 27.
DP: Really?
MI: Yeah, I mean not to push some theology or something on you but the Bible says that we're supposed to love our family and provide for them like Christ loves the church. My Bible says Christ died for the church to provide for it so I'd be dead at 27 so my family could have a nice lifestyle rather than force them to starve with me for many, many years.
Regardless of your opinion of sports/ESPN/God, I'm hoping the rough relay of the interview at least causes you to think for a bit. I've tried to figure out how I would have responded to Irvin's answer. Of course I'm a selfish only child too. So in addition to the worthless sports stats and anecdotes I memorized on my drive home I was left with a facinating question and an even more facinating answer. Happy thinking.
P.S. I killed a squirrel driving to the office today. On purpose. I wonder if he was 27...
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
The White Picket Fence and Everything
So today (the day after my lovely wife's birthday) was the big day. We loaded up in the car, headed to the doctors office and with much excitement awaited the news of what our new little one will be. Carter has fluxuated back and forth between a boy or a girl but always the same name-Josh. First the important news, everything looks good, baby is growing and everything is healthy. Due date is still late January which gives us a little over 4 months to decide on a name for our little girl! Yep, we would have been happy either way but we are certainly very, very happy!
I can't say it came as much of a suprise for us. We were pretty convined, however you're always a little nervous. Fortunately the tech only asked Carter what he wanted (today he wanted a boy). You play the mind games of being happy no matter what etc but deep down we were both praying there would be an invasion of pink after the first of the year. So now one list of names is out the window--probably good since nobody spent much time thinking about them anyway.
So late January will be the first girl Gilchrist born to my family in 3 generations. It will also signal the first Gilchrist family with more than one child in 3 generations. And it means we have to buy new everything. Something tells me that part will be a little exciting for the beautiful woman who's lived with 2 boys and a boy dog for the past 3+ years. Now if only she could find some folks who could help her shop.......
I can't say it came as much of a suprise for us. We were pretty convined, however you're always a little nervous. Fortunately the tech only asked Carter what he wanted (today he wanted a boy). You play the mind games of being happy no matter what etc but deep down we were both praying there would be an invasion of pink after the first of the year. So now one list of names is out the window--probably good since nobody spent much time thinking about them anyway.
So late January will be the first girl Gilchrist born to my family in 3 generations. It will also signal the first Gilchrist family with more than one child in 3 generations. And it means we have to buy new everything. Something tells me that part will be a little exciting for the beautiful woman who's lived with 2 boys and a boy dog for the past 3+ years. Now if only she could find some folks who could help her shop.......
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