I am totally perplexed by that. Do you know anyone who would paint a picture of me with Woody from the Bay City Rollers?

in case you're stumped about what to get me for christmas:
http://www.johannas-art.com/Portraits.htm

i imagine that no-necked guy from peanuts. the one who danced around schroeder's piano by shuffling his feet and shifting his head from shoulder to shoulder. genius! that service sounds rich. would love to check it out.

scattershooting . . . wondering why the networks didn't pick up the new orleans bowl.

shouldn't we plan a weekend matinee viewing of lord of the rings. can't wait. you in, e?

did you see rolling stone's 500 best albums issue? seems a bit ambitious.

let it be the inspiration for our list of best albums of 2003. note: since i own exactly three albums from 2003, let's say these works don't have to have been released this year. rather, what are the best albums you've heard in 2003?

my short list:
1. radiohead - the bends. rediscovered this early 90s gem last month. glorious.
2. cocteau twins - blue bell knoll. been on my list 15 years and counting. the ultimate saturday morning coffee ambience.
3. pixies - bossanova.

Worship Ministry - Farmers Branch Church of Christ

Don't miss an opportunity to see me sing...I intend to overemphasize my diction to the point I look like a Peanuts character singing at the end of A Charlie Brown Christmas. This will be my first Christmas Eve candlelight service...

OK, I'm back. Unfortunately, I don't have much to say.

Reading recommendations - if you haven't read Count of Monte Cristo, or if you haven't read it in a while, it's worthy. The Great Gatsby is always fun to read, just for the sheer pleasure of the way Fitzgerald uses the language.

Here's an update on my previously stated belief that no one deserves to be independently wealthy more than me. I still find myself singularly worthy. My recent vacation and time off from work while convalescing have convinced me that I am prepared to truly embrace a lifestyle of wealth and leisure. With the advent of Texas Mega Millions, can my dream be far away?

in anticipation of a little holiday time, i need some reading recommentations. and really what i need is some fiction. got enough historical and spiritual stuff to keep me going.

doesn't have to be current. looking for a good page-turner. it's been a while since i've enjoyed one of those.

bigs

p.s. rejoiced at the stranglehold in my voice mail box, courtesy of e. if only briefly, i was transported to the abilene convention center and blissfully listened (among the skanks and the $5 t-shirts)

i shall pay heed to your groanings, major tom. so here's a modest posting. a reflection on the day.

which started with a genius breakfast at the preston center metro diner. classic. ko and i marveled at the threadbare christmas decorations, rounded out by the artificial six-foot tree, flocked in diner white. some yuletide oatmeal warmed the body. meaningful conversation and time with a dear friend warmed the soul. true story. the highlight of the day.

the rest of the day was good. some creative confidence restored. encouragement from surprising places.

home to some wrestling with children and an oversized puppy. alas, my energy level is no match.

goal this weekend: to install the wireless router for hands-free postings on blogger. perhaps i'll keep a blog of my installation progress. it promises to be quite messy.

news item: grad student discovers the largest prime number in the world, the result of a three-year quest.
practical application: my life has renewed purpose.