Friday, October 29, 2004
get ready for the holidays
in case you were wondering who to call to help you manage those less-than-welcome seasonal visitors.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
under a blood red moon
tonite's glorious eclipse seems fitting as the red sox are on the verge of reversing the curse. what an amazing story this team is. (yet a rather dull and anticlimactic series.)
great to hear from hefe. bloggin' in marfa. genius.
great to hear from hefe. bloggin' in marfa. genius.
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Monday, October 25, 2004
Funegro has grown stale...
...I blame myself.
I am recommitting to frequent postings and I encourage all of you to do the same. Share with the community, no matter how mundane or trivial it may seem!
I am recommitting to frequent postings and I encourage all of you to do the same. Share with the community, no matter how mundane or trivial it may seem!
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Desperately Trying to Change Our Context...
Jed Clampett wearing lederhosen. Pictures of the apocalyptic ice cream cone. A symphony of soft drinks.
What's with these...
Sermon Illustration ads on our blog? Someone post something provocative to get our context changed...
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
full bluntal nugity, part I
i didn't expect it. certainly not here.
it was hidden in a plain brown lunch bag, slid discretely across the breakfast table, out of view from the just awakened coffee-sipping, paper-reading diners.
somewhat startled, i quickly shifted my tired eyes to look around the place, trying not to attract too much attention as i reached into the bag and carefully removed its contents.
what i held in my hand shocked me and triggered flashbacks so powerful and vivid, i could barely control myself.
full bluntal nugity. on dvd.
what an amazing birthday gift from kris. and i'm here to tell you: it does not disappoint.
a full bluntal review is forthcoming. but allow me to share with you the results of my early checklist of disc one content.
gum-chewing ted. check.
gun-toting ted. check.
ted's hairy chested bassist wearing only a vest. check.
ted falling on his backside from water spewed from the hairy-chested bassist wearing only a vest. not on this dvd.
a foot-long squirrel tail hanging off the back of ted's pants, occasionally creating an unstable phallic illusion. check.
ted onstage riding a heavily sedated buffalo with active salivatory glands. check.
ted firing an uzi. check.
ted leading the crowd in that old-time-sing-along favorite "kiss my ass." check.
ted firing a flaming arrow. check.
footage of the nugent family hunting. check.
ted's eyebrows groomed into the nike swoosh. check.
a crowd full of ill-fitting t-shirts and tired middle-aged scrags. check.
ted summoning the spirit of fred the bear. check.
ted recapturing the glory of our high school years with blistering guitar work on dog eat dog, snakeskin cowboys, wang dang, and cat scratch. check.
it was hidden in a plain brown lunch bag, slid discretely across the breakfast table, out of view from the just awakened coffee-sipping, paper-reading diners.
somewhat startled, i quickly shifted my tired eyes to look around the place, trying not to attract too much attention as i reached into the bag and carefully removed its contents.
what i held in my hand shocked me and triggered flashbacks so powerful and vivid, i could barely control myself.
full bluntal nugity. on dvd.
what an amazing birthday gift from kris. and i'm here to tell you: it does not disappoint.
a full bluntal review is forthcoming. but allow me to share with you the results of my early checklist of disc one content.
gum-chewing ted. check.
gun-toting ted. check.
ted's hairy chested bassist wearing only a vest. check.
ted falling on his backside from water spewed from the hairy-chested bassist wearing only a vest. not on this dvd.
a foot-long squirrel tail hanging off the back of ted's pants, occasionally creating an unstable phallic illusion. check.
ted onstage riding a heavily sedated buffalo with active salivatory glands. check.
ted firing an uzi. check.
ted leading the crowd in that old-time-sing-along favorite "kiss my ass." check.
ted firing a flaming arrow. check.
footage of the nugent family hunting. check.
ted's eyebrows groomed into the nike swoosh. check.
a crowd full of ill-fitting t-shirts and tired middle-aged scrags. check.
ted summoning the spirit of fred the bear. check.
ted recapturing the glory of our high school years with blistering guitar work on dog eat dog, snakeskin cowboys, wang dang, and cat scratch. check.
wishing you all full bluntal nugity.
Monday, October 11, 2004
Excellent Ride on Saturday
Excellent bike ride down and around White Rock Lake on Saturday. Just enough drizzle to keep you cool and make you feel committed. Most importantly, it gave me license to do nothing of value or discipline the rest of the day!
Thursday, October 07, 2004
birthday wish
oy! another birthday. time to wax and wane about turning 42. not so much about that whole mortality/aches and pains thing, though.
rather, about the few minutes this morning that made this day a true joy.
seems past birthdays have been a little heavy on reflection. and in my new-found middle age, that usually digresses into a depressing and combustible mix of self-pity, regret, and discontentment. as in, "i sure have accomplished little in my XX years on this planet," "another year of mediocrity under my belt" and "what an unspectacular life so far." so predictable. and, i must admit, after reading one of those articles on "top 40 under 40" executives this afternoon, i felt another sharp twinge of low esteem surging through my aging body.
but as dawn was breaking this morning, i was again reminded of how powerful the encouragement and love of others is.
that's when i opened the birthday card mom and dad sent me the day before. i got weepy as i sat at the intersection of northwest highway and tollway, reading the kind and clearly heartfelt words from my parents.
and a few minutes later, when i stumbled into the tiny booth at the metro for a breakfast with kris, he slid a gift my way. doesn't matter what it was. (although it was totally genius and will be the fodder for future funegro posts.)
what does matter is the thoughtfulness we show each other. the validation we give each other through our geniune acts of kindness and selflessness.
indeed, a day i had assumed would be forgettable and filled with some degree of regret and sadness became a glorious day filled with the love of friends and family -- a powerful reminder of those things that truly matter.
i wish that my 43rd year offers many opportunities to remind you how much you matter.
(and. occasionally, to mutter the phrase, "keep the change.")
blessings.
rather, about the few minutes this morning that made this day a true joy.
seems past birthdays have been a little heavy on reflection. and in my new-found middle age, that usually digresses into a depressing and combustible mix of self-pity, regret, and discontentment. as in, "i sure have accomplished little in my XX years on this planet," "another year of mediocrity under my belt" and "what an unspectacular life so far." so predictable. and, i must admit, after reading one of those articles on "top 40 under 40" executives this afternoon, i felt another sharp twinge of low esteem surging through my aging body.
but as dawn was breaking this morning, i was again reminded of how powerful the encouragement and love of others is.
that's when i opened the birthday card mom and dad sent me the day before. i got weepy as i sat at the intersection of northwest highway and tollway, reading the kind and clearly heartfelt words from my parents.
and a few minutes later, when i stumbled into the tiny booth at the metro for a breakfast with kris, he slid a gift my way. doesn't matter what it was. (although it was totally genius and will be the fodder for future funegro posts.)
what does matter is the thoughtfulness we show each other. the validation we give each other through our geniune acts of kindness and selflessness.
indeed, a day i had assumed would be forgettable and filled with some degree of regret and sadness became a glorious day filled with the love of friends and family -- a powerful reminder of those things that truly matter.
i wish that my 43rd year offers many opportunities to remind you how much you matter.
(and. occasionally, to mutter the phrase, "keep the change.")
blessings.
Monday, October 04, 2004
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