Come Together

Hmmmm...last March (2005), I wrote about food being the last hedonistic pleasure.

That same month, Jennifer started her blog, The Hungry Hedonist: A Chronicle of Eats.

Coincidence? I think not.

Across the Universe

Please see to the right a picture of the ticket I bought for the movie You, Me, and Dupree tonight. That's right. You don't see that title on it. You see, I went with some friends who bought tickets early. Then they invited me to come, and when we got there, it was sold out. So one of my friends suggests I just buy a ticket for a different movie. "They don't sell every seat," he tells me. So I buy a ticket for Click and walk nonchalantely to a different theater than the one showing Click. Of course, the whole time, I'm wondering when the Miami Vice are going to jump out and pull me from the theater, but that's just how I think. I need to learn to relax more.

Saw some neat light shows on the way home tonight.

Here Comes the Sun

Sorry...got Beatles songs in my head for some reason.


Entering Lauderdale County:

Some time this weekend, I'll be talking about I Me Mine.

The Long and Winding Road

OK, maybe it's not so winding. And maybe not long (though it seems that way on my commute home sometimes).

Giant Mutant Insects Take Over North Alabama

I am really curious what this is. I came across it at church tonight. I've never seen anything like it and it defies identification (at least with my rudimentary knowledge of insects).


It's about 3 inches long and doesn't seem to belong to any insect family I can find.

Attacking my sunglasses.

Braunschweiger, Food of Kings

I don't know why it holds such nostalgia for me. And it can't be just any sort of off-brand liver sausage or no-name liverwurst. It's got to be Oscar Mayer.

It reminds me of dark, early mornings going fishing with my Grandpa on Lake Erie when my Grandma would put it on pita bread. It reminds me of the happiness of growing up. (Except that one time when I was about 10 and I thought I would try it with Arby's sauce. That was a waste of a good sandwich.)

I eat it rarely now, and that may be part of the secret.

A few years ago (back when I spent hours wasting time on the internet) I came across this great recipe: Meat Paste and Nose Killer. I can't believe I can still find it. It's excellent. (It's about the 9th item down on that page if you're interested.)

Ever the adventurer, I thought I'd try something new tonight. Braunschweiger on a toasted bagel. Wonderful. If you haven't entered the wonderful world of braunschweiger, you don't know what you're missing. I love finding joy in the little things in life.

The Misery of the Summer Cold

It's beautiful...Krista and Julianna finally passed their cold on to me. The next few days at work are going to fun, particularly if I still have it when I have to talk in front of people Tuesday.

I probably should be thankful that I didn't get it before I spoke last night.

I'm going to bed soon. I'll just leave you with this picture tonight. I'm looking forward to getting some that don't look so much like all the rest.

This morning's sky.

Talking about the important things

What kind of impact would I have on the people I ran into during the day if I was genuinely kind and friendly? What if I spent my time looking for people to help as I went through my day? What affect would I have on other people if they could see Jesus when they looked at me?

I spoke at church tonight. It was a smattering of things that I've said here before (but maybe a bit better structured). If you're interested in reading what I talked about, I've put my talk on-line.

Wallpaperized

I've resized a couple of these recent pictures to fit as wallpaper...just in case you're interested in downloading some of my fine photography, they should be just a click away bringing up a wallpaper-sized photo.

A Hazy Shade of Winter

I had some profound thoughts on local auto dealer Dan Wachtel making promises that are impossible to keep (Nobody Beats Us. Not Now...Not Ever! - see billboard below) and compare that to Barbra Streisand's lawsuits (after announcing she's having another farewell tour). I mean, how can you promise that no one will beat you in the future? This sign has always bothered me. But I'm too tired for that.

Listening to music yesterday (particularly The Doors' Touch Me and Led Zeppelin's Kashmir) got me to thinking about how easy it is for us to worship the created (the music and its creators) instead of the Creator (He who created both). But my mind's too hazy to be that deep. Plus, a quick search on blogger indicates that's not an original idea.

So I'll just show you some pictures I took on the way home tonight.

[click to enlarge to wallpaper size]

This is why I bring a camera with me whenever I leave the house...

Thank You for the Music

I think this is one of the few parts of the country that you can hear Comfortably Numb and Sweet Home Alabama back to back on the radio - I heard them both on the local Huntsville classic rock station during my commute home today.

Experienced a weird music concidence earlier in the week. I was listening to the Florence rock station, and on the radio came this great song that I'd never heard before. I was just driving down Alternate 72 toward Florence, lost in the intensity of this new song - it started with, Uno, Dos, Tres, Catorce...

Well, you may already know the answer to this, but I had no idea if it was old or new, or who sang it; but I thought it was great, so I intended to come home and look it up in a lyrics website. Of course, it slipped my mind, but a few nights later, Krista was flipping channels and landed on Who Wants to Be a Millionaire. One of the questions was, "What group sings a song that starts with Uno, Dos, Tres, Catorce...?" Krista popped in with the answer - Vertigo, by U2. I told her about hearing it recently, and how great I thought it was and she told me we had it on iTunes - she had downloaded it a while back (Krista being a big U2 fan and all). Well, I apparently don't know my U2 that well, but now I have my question answered through an interesting string of coincidences. I guess I better burn some of Krista's music and see what I've been missing...

The Lake House

No, not that Lake House.

We have some good friends whose parents have a small house on the lake, so we took the kids for a quick boat ride last night. Got some nice sunset shots...

I'd really like to figure out why I can't click on pictures and get their actual sizes so that I can post them wallpaper-sized.

[figured it out - click to enlarge to wallpaper size]

Don't they look happy about getting on the boat?

License Plate of the Day

When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I'll listen.

-Jeremiah 29:12

Seen in Huntsville on the commute to work 06 23.

Fine Alabama Cuisine

Mmm...goat stew...my mouth waters just thinking about it.

And I can't pass this place without my disturbed mind thinking that there are a bunch of cranky old men in the back room being stuffed into a meat grinder.

Or maybe that would have to be GeezerBurger.

On the way to work this morning.

Stuck in Traffic

I've never been in a traffic jam on Alt 72. Especially outside of Trinity, AL. But anyone going either way on this road this evening was stuck for a while. I'm not quite sure what happened - the truck looked pretty bad - bad enough add 45 minutes to my hour-and-a-half commute.


The truck was on the eastbound side of the road going toward Decatur, but it stopped traffic westbound, too. It's always frustrating being in a traffic jam, but I think I was probably having a grand day compared to anyone involved in this wreck.

Shot from my side mirror of the traffic behind me that I had sat in for the last 45 minutes.