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| 12.28.2005 |
| Look.... |
Up in the sky.
It's a bird...
It's a plane...
No.
It's SuperXan! |
posted by G. @ 9:07 PM   |
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| A Year End Thank You |
I got this email from a friend...It's the best FWD EVER!
My heartfelt appreciation goes out to everyone for taking the time
and trouble to send me "forwards" over the past 12 months. Thank
you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.
Extra thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat crap in the glue
on envelopes cause I now have to go get a wet towel every time I
need to seal an envelope.
Also, I scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason. Because
of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove
toilet stains.
I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these
products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans.
I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.
I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be
pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a
water buffalo on a hot day.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone might drug me with a
perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer receive packages from nor send packages by UPS or Fed Ex
since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a
number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica,
Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.
I no longer eat KFC because their "chickens" are actually horrible
mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive
my free replacement pair from Nike.
I no longer have to buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I
now have their recipe.
I no longer worry about my soul because at last count I have 363,214
angels looking out for me.
I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an
e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is
about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).
I no longer have any money at all - but that will change once I
receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for
participating in their special email program.
Yes, I want to thank you so much for looking out for me that I will
now return the favor! If you don't send this e-mail to at least
144,000 people in the next 7 minutes, a large pigeon with a wicked
case of diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon. I
know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my
next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's
beautician Smile & have a Great Day. |
| posted by G. @ 4:36 PM |
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| 12.22.2005 |
| A bit of humor for the holidays |
Well as the Christmas approaches I can honestly say that I won't have time to set down and blog. I'll be playing with the kids (and their toys), eating good food and hang'n with the fam. You know.
So I thought I'd do a quick post to provide some humor.
I found this guy who did a spoof on Sir Mix-A-Lot's 'Baby Got Back'. It's "Baby Got Book." It's hiliarous. Check it out Here.
Also. He did another spoof this time with Mercy Me's 'I can only imagine.'
The title if "Lots of Caucasians" There's no vid and you have to order his CD to hear the song, but I thought I'd post the lyrics for you anyway.
Have a Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year.
"Lots of Caucasians"
Lyrics by Dan Smith; Copyright 2005
Verse 1
If there are lots of Caucasians
What will it be like
When we worship in the sky
If there are lots of Caucasians
On the golden streets
Will they cause the rest of us to clap offbeat
If there are lots of Caucasians
Chorus
Surrounded by white people
I just have to ask,
When they dance for you, Jesus
Will we be allowed to laugh?
Will you bless us all with rhythm
Or will that gift be withheld?
Will they dance real smooth like Usher
Or like Elaine from Seinfeld
If there are lots of Caucasians
If there are lots of Caucasians
Verse 2
If there are lots of Caucasians, will we be allowed
To shout "Amen!" or agree outloud
If there are lots of Caucasians and suburbanites
Will they pass-out cold when they see that You're not White
If there are lots of Caucasians
If there are lots of Caucasians
Chorus 2
Surrounded by White people
I just have to say
That I'd take Kirk Franklin's music
Over Stryper any day
I'd take afros over mullets
When we gather 'round Your throne
Cuz if we let White people lead us
It'll sound like a country song
If there's lots of Caucasians (Yeah)
If there are lots of Caucasians
Chorus 1 Repeated
...Will they dance like Michael Jackson...
If there are lots of Caucasians
On the golden streets
Will they cause the rest of us to clap off-beat? |
| posted by G. @ 1:30 PM |
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| 12.14.2005 |
| Prayer Defined |
Prayer. That one word brings an onslaught of different reactions. Fear. Thankfulness. Hope. Ritual. Comfort. etc...etc...etc. I quess it just depends on your approach to it. Some see it as nothing more than a ritual before dinner or a quick plea while rushing through traffic, but prayer is possibly one of the most misunderstood and underused gifts that God has given us.
Myself, well, I of course fall wayyyyy short of perfecting my prayer life. So why am I blogging on prayer. Well, today one of my buds emailed me with a prayer request. So I stopped what I was doing and prayed. That's what you do...right? I prayed and then went on with my work. I started thinking. Did I just Stop. Pray. Then star again. ?? I remembered an artical in Relevant Magazine about prayer that I really liked. I always thought that I should pray more. But what if I was already praying...why do I need to -STOP- and pray. Shouldn't it be more fluid. I mean I think about God alot. I don't pray as regularly as I ought to, but seriously I do think about God throughout my day. Nothing specific...just pondering. Anyway. I remembered the artical and basically I realized that prayer is constant or it can be. Not in the head bowed - eyes closed way....that wouldn't work. How would I drive home? It made me rethink the whole mechanics of prayer, yes I said mechanics. That's what it felt like at times. "Ok, I need to put my self in neutral and pray. Done. Ok put yourself in drive again." That's not what prayer is. At least not to me. I really like this artical...so I'm posting it for your reading pleasure. Maybe it'll help you rethink prayer.
This is from Issue 17 Nov/Dec 2005 of Relevant Magazine.
PRAYER REDIFINED (SORT OF) by: Kyle Lake
If we are going to push toward a real, whole-life, interactive relationship with God, we must be willing to cut ties with misunderstandings-perhaps misunderstandings we picked up along the way or even misunderstandings we were explicitly taught. Luis of Granada, a 16th-century Christian spiritual writer, simply defined prayer as "any raising of the heart to God." Tony Jones, author of 'Pray' (Th1nk Books), defines it as...
At school, before you eat, while you drive, in the locker room, at home, eyes open, eyes shut, before an exam, throught the woods, feeding the dog, on the deck, walking to class, in the morning, before you sleep, wondering about the world, after the fight, looking for an answer, because you care, because you don't care, flying across the ocean, on your knees, to erase or to remember, when you're happy, when you're scared, when no one else hears, using ancient ideas or new ones, singing or screaming, writing a letter, in a journal, at the interview, with or without something to say, to get real, on the date, sacred or irreverent, help! help! help! loud or soft, at work, floating or sinking, after you fail, after you succeed, hands folded or raised to the sky, with a friend, with your dad, for your friends, for your family, during the game, at the meet, to find Jesus, on the mountaintop, in the valley, when you feel alive, when you feel half-dead, under attack, or to attack, to reorganize, at the concert, for composure, to praise, to worship, to just listen, wherever, whenever, however...
That's prayer. Redefined. Or, to be precise, historically defined. And my quess is that it's already been going on in your life. It's just that no one has ever said anything about it being legit, about it counting. So may I be the first to come along and tell you that the persistent, silent awareness of God that threads through you day, even in the most mundane times-on a bike, in a journal, after the movie, in the car-they all count. Not only do they count, but that fluid, seamless life with God you exhibit has actually been God's hope all along. |
| posted by G. @ 8:52 PM |
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| 12.13.2005 |
| The Chronicle of Narnia |
WOW! That was a great movie...an EPIC! I can actually say that I have visited Narnia and I plan on going back there again real soon. This was a great movie adaption to the C.S. Lewis novel. I'm sure he's smiling.
The wife and I went to see it monday night, aunt Boom Boom kept Xander for us. So Jenn & I had a nice date night. It began with dinner at the Olive Garden. Ummm. I Love me some itailian. Then we went and did some quick christmas shopping while waiting for the movie to begin. What & who we bought for...well that's classified. Sorry. Well, after our brief shopping excursion we headed of to the RAVE, which by the way is a great theatre to watch movies in. OH! and get this....this most have been an early christmas present from the theater, because there were NO COMMERCIALS! That's right...NONE! Just movie trailers....WOW! I thought I had stepped in a time warp and went back 10yrs.
Any way...the movie. It starts a little slow, but once it gets going you can't turn away. The kids all do a great job (unlike a certain other child actor who killed EPISODE 1) of portraying their characters. You really got involved with them. And the graphics...WOW. Completely stunning. I actually believe beavers can talk now. And Aslan...that voice. I actually cried a bit as they were tormenting him. The biblical context is evident, but it doesn't override or overpower the story. It was really done well. This is a movie for the entire family. I encourage you to go out and see it again and again. The studio said if it does well they well make other "Chronicles". Well, it beat out 'Mr. Potter' it's first weekend, so I'm guessing it did well. I can't wait for the next one. |
| posted by G. @ 10:31 AM |
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| 12.12.2005 |
| A Must Read Blog |
I hope that you read my last post and I hope it upset you and got you fired up. The 'crap' that continues to run through the sewers of the general media continues to sicken me. Why are we not hearing about what are soldiers are accomplishing. What ground breaking strives that they have made. Our men & women of our armed services are making history and are bringing freedom to millions of people. They are NOT terrorist and they most certinly are NOT cowards. They represent the stars & bars that make this country what it is and they are doing so with respect and honor. So why are we not giving them the honor and respect that they deserve.
If you disagree with me....Hey it's a free country. Our soldiers have died and are continuing to lay their lives down in sacrifice so that you may disagree. That's what makes our country great.
I encourage you to read this blog. It's called "One Marine's View." If you want to know what you're troops are really doing and want to get a shoot of full strength patriotism, then read this blog. Go back through the archieves...read everything. Warning to those who are weak and political correct...'This blog is not for you', because it states truth as truth. Basically, it calls a duck a duck. And I know alot of people out there (on the left) would rather call a duck a 'bird like' animal...whatever...it's still a duck.
Anyway. This is one soldier's account of his daily experiences in Iraq. Let's not forget to support our troops, wave our flags and thank God for this wonderful country we live in.
Check out One Marine's View...everyone needs a good dose of American pride every now and then. |
| posted by G. @ 10:38 AM |
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| 12.10.2005 |
| We are NOT defeated and We will NOT run |
I like to keep my blog light & friendly, but every now and then something is soooo "unnngahehehh" that I have to post about it. Well I was goint to post about the braindead,self serving, defeatist, antiamerican, morons that exist on the far left of the Democratic party (and practically run it now), but I found a post that pretty much says it all. Saves me the writing. This is from a blog called Tree of Liberty . The post is Democrate Stands For
Also...Here's a video I think you should see. This lady has bigger kahunas then half the democates. |
| posted by G. @ 7:40 AM |
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| 12.08.2005 |
| Star Wars Nursery Rhymes |
I'm just hanging out eating lunch in my office and thought I should blog about something. Hmmm. What do I blog on today? Well...How about STAR WARS! I haven't mentioned or made reference to the Star Wars universe in awhile. So, now would be a good time to catch up on my Star Wars quota. When my daughter Haven was born I couldn't wait to introduce her to the wonderful world of sci-fi, specifically Star Wars. So I altered some popular nursery rhymes to make them more Star Wars friendly. Here they are...enjoy.
TO THE TUNE OF '3 BLIND MICE'
C-3-PO, C-3-PO. See how he walks. See how he walks.
He's a human/cyborg protocal droid
Who can make you really annoyed
Hangs around with an astromech droid
C-3-PO
TO THE TUNE OF 'LONDON BRIDE IS FALLING DOWN'
The death star is big and round
big and round
big and round
The death star is big and round
But it will be destroyed
TO THE TUNE OF 'LITTLE BUNNY FU FU'
Little biddy ewoks walking through the forest
looking out for Stormtroopers
bopping them on the head
TO THE TUNE OF 'ABC's'
A farm boy from tatooine
Become a Jedi to fulfill his destiny
Fought and converted his father - Dark Lord
Who killed the emporer, the force was restored
Now I know my trilogy
Next time won't you watch it with me. |
| posted by G. @ 10:33 AM |
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| 12.07.2005 |
| What Comes Around... |
I've often heard it said..."You'll pay for your raising." Basically meaning the torment you inflict on your parents will be paid back to you in time and usually in multiples of 10. Well, I've often heard that I was a great, no complications, no troubles child, (yeah right) but apparently some of my "few" exploits as a child are starting to rear their head in the form of my daughter, Haven.
For the last week or so Haven has been getting out of bed and trying to get into ours. On monday night of this past week, she had a marathon session. Focused on 'divide and conquer'. Jenn put her to sleep around 9pm or so. Then while we were watching the news and doing some net surfing....haven appears at our door. Just standing there looking at us. So Jenn gets up and puts her in bed again. "Arrrghhhhh! No MOMMA NO!" She cries. After a while I go in there and tell her to be quite or I'll have to "whoop" her. A phrase that she has become all to familiar with her lately. So we go to sleep. I'm a heavy sleeper, have I told you that. So I wake up at about 4:30am to little hands trying to cuddle on me. "That's not Jennifer" I say to myself as I roll over and see Haven fast asleep beside me. Well my first thought was that Jennifer caved in and let her sleep with us. Then upon further investigation I realize that Jenn is not in bed. It's just me and Haven. So I get up to go investigate. There she is sleeping on the couch. I am completely confused at this point. My wife's on the couch and my daughter's in my bed. So I reach down to wake her up...."WHOOOH! WATCH OUT!" I've never seen my wife move that fast, nor have I ever seen a more flawless impression of Rocky Balboa's fighting stance. Fist bobbing out, head moving side to side and I stare that would stop an army. She apparently doesn't wake well. "What are you doing?" I ask. "Haven has woke me up 3 times tonight and I couldn't get back to sleep, so I decided to move to the couch." "oh. Well, did you know she's in our bed?" "What!" "I didn't put her there, she most have gotten up again after I came in here."
Well, I went to get her and put her in her bed...AGAIN. And that has been our life for the past several nights.
I called my mom yesterday and told her about the incident I just explained....and she laughed....alot....and loudly. Why you ask? Because she said "You did the same thing to me when you were her age. One night I thought I'd never get to sleep. I'd put you in your bed and before I got back to my room you would be right behind me. It went on for a while. I thought I'd never get you in your bed."
Well there you go...it's coming around. I quess I've got a lot to look forward to. Man I hope I wasnt' too bad of a child.
And while I'm on the subject of my baby girl, I'll let you know that she's blogging again. She took some time off...just being a kid, but now she's back. So if you haven't been to her blog in awhile...check it out. You may have to hit the refresh button on your browser...she's made some changes.
Laters. |
| posted by G. @ 10:31 AM |
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| About Me |
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Name: G.
Home: Arkansas, United States
About Me: I have a beautiful wife, Jennifer, who has blessed me with two children. Haven Dawn & Xander Thomas. I'm a Producer/Editor for UAMS (Univ. of Arkansas for Medical Sciences). Go Cowboys!
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