aahhhh

We're home.

details at 11.

2004-n to be wild

Yes...we're headin' down the highway again...lookin' for adventure, or whatever comes our way.

We're hoping to make it to Kansas City tonight, but we'll have to see how it goes. Kelsi's been up all night with a fever that hit 103.5 degrees.

A fitting way to end the TOI^®.

Please pray for our safe travel.

lemming wish you

A Happy New Year!

in 2004...

In honor of my beloved dog Holly (so named because I brought her home on Christmas Eve in 1989 from a "Free to a Good Home" box in front of the local grocery store), who climbed up into the mountains and presumedly died, I offer this humor from my inbox:

A Dog's New Year's Resolutions


1. I will not play tug-of-war with Daddy's underwear when he's on the can.

2. I will remember the garbage collector is NOT stealing our stuff.

3. I will not suddenly stand straight up when I'm lying under the coffee table.

4. I will not roll my toys behind the fridge.

5. I will shake the rainwater out of my fur BEFORE entering the house.

6. I will not eat the cat's food, before, or after, he eats it.

7. I will stop trying to find new places on the carpet when I am about to throw up.

8. I will not throw up in the car.

9. I will not roll on dead things.

10. I will stop considering the cat's litter box as a cookie jar.

11. I will not wake up Mommy by putting my cold, wet nose up her bottom end.

12 . I will not chew my human's toothbrush and not tell them.

13. I will not chew crayons or pens, especially not the red ones, or my people will think that I am hemorrhaging.

14. When in the car, I will not insist on having the window rolled down when it's raining outside.

15. I will not drop soggy tennis balls in the underwear of anyone who is sitting on the can.

16. We do not have a doorbell. Therefore, I will not bark each time I hear one on the television.

17. I will not steal my Mommy's underwear out of the laundry basket and then dance all over the back yard with them.

18. I will remember the sofa is not a face towel and neither are Mommy's & Daddy's laps.

19. I will remember my head does not belong in the refrigerator.

20. I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mommy's driver's license and car registration.

beecher life on today

Henry Ward Beecher
Do not look back on happiness, or dream of it in the future. You are only sure of today; do not let yourself be cheated out of it.

firing in the new year

We'll be shooting off fire works tonight. The 8 inches of snow on the ground give us assurance that the fire danger is indeed low.

I hope everyone has a happy and safe new year, and that you ring in 2004 with all your fingers attached!

a request

I'm heading into town to meet with a friend who has some serious issues going on in his life. Please pray for him, that the Lord would give him direction, hope, confidence, and protection.

finish the analogy

In writing the previous post, I attempted, but eventually aborted a metaphor. So tell me, how would you finish this:

And if her husband were any more down-to-earth, he'd...."

Remember, I was being complimentary.

mad cow disease

We dined last night at Friend's house. She is a wonderful hostess, her children are a delight, and her husband is as down-to-earth as any man could be. We had a fantabulous time. My parents joined us, as did the hostess'. The only "touchy" time came when politics came up and her dad -- very GOP -- and my dad -- very Dem -- clearly disagreed.

I left the room.

Their home is very Northwestern Colorado-ish in its design. They have wall mounts of mountain lion, bear, pike, and mule deer. It really is a very warm, rustic, welcoming home.

This same ambience extended into the kitchen, albeit with a caveat. Again, no reflection on the folks themselves, whom we love. They just have chosen to accent the food preparation room with a bovine motif, Holstein variety. Random black splotches on white background.

On everything. Potholders. Pictures. Utensils. Pottery. Cream Dispenser.

I was moooooved by the experience.

I then went to use the restroom, and was confronted by a wallpaper border of a bunch of cows, one of which was pictured sticking its tongue out at me, quite possibly in disdain for my disagreement of the decoration decision.

To each his or her own, I suppose.

On a related note, I'm pleased to announce that I received a John Elway commemorative Miniature Wheaties Box -- that will look quite nice next to my John Elway bobblehead doll and John Elway Football Card Wall Clock.

I'm just glad I'm not obsessed like some people.

copy editor needed

from the colorado conservative, this story made me laugh.

morbidity

FYI -- 29 percent of my most recent referrers have come from a single reference to the celebs who died in 2003.

call me mcblogver

Until I can dedicate more time to renovating the site by taking it off blogspot...I'm hoping to appease the angry masses with a new color scheme and a couple new rotating tags. I realize this is little more than keeping things together with duct tape and bailing wire, but its the best I can do for the time....

shame on you

Whoever found my blog from this search....

....you should be ashamed of yourself.

okay, i hear you

I'll be changing off blogspot soon, which includes a new look...away from the green (a decision that was instrumental in my defeat in the KOB tourney).

leaving the details to someone else

I think one of you out there who gets a lot more traffic than do I should host a "Post of the Year" competition. There has been many "best of" competitions around the blogosphere, but they tend to focus on contestants' blogs as a whole.

I further recommend the following categories (with links to my nominations, should someone actually pick up this fumbled ball and run with it toward the proverbial end zone:

• humor (June 9 entry)


• world events


• inspiration (Sept. 22 post #1)


• satire


• opinion


• theological


• personal


• storying

I assume there's sound logic to limiting the nomination period so as not to become overwhelming, but this could introduce some people to quality they'd otherwise not discover.

Okay...as a "big picture" person, I've planted the seed, now somebody cultivate it into the beautiful crop of linkage and good reading that this idea could become.

the changing face of the blogosphere

The challenge of being a cartographer is the continual risk of publishing material that is outdated as soon as it hits the public.

Thanks to recent efforts of Adrian, this map has proven to have gone the way of the 33 cent stamp, for its lack of recognition of The Blogdom of God.

nw colorado blogging

We showed up in Craig two days ago, but my parents computer had crashed. So I finally got around to hooking up my laptop today and checking out the pulse of the blogosphere, which tends to resemble a tryptophan-induced post holiday feast late-afternoon nap on the couch.

We drove through near white-out conditions on Rabbit Ear Pass. That was lots of fun. Nothing like white-knuckles wrapped around the steering wheel to make one appreciate arriving a destination.

We went to church yesterday at Calvary (where I had my first [associate] pastorate). It was such a good day. Hugged so many people, saw so many good friends. Listened to a tremendous message on "now is the time" (Romans 13:11-14). We then spent some additional time with some dear friends before returning home to my parents'. Today, snow-mobiling is on the agenda, followed by an dining with Kelli's best friend from high school (and her family).