For the record…30% is not usually good.
In baseball, batting .300 is only so-so.
In basketball, hitting 3 out of 10 free throws is not impressive.
In a classroom, 30% is an F. Large-scale F. Like, If the grades went any lower than “F,” you’d get that lower grade kind of failure.
So why, when recording a stack of student-graded quizzes, did I come across a paper with “6/20=30%—Good Job!!” written on it? Continue reading
Am I a bold, self-assured man, confident in the gifts and talents God has given me?
Or am I an arrogant jerk?
That was rhetorical—you don’t need to answer.
Please. Continue reading
Oh, Yeah, life goes on
Long after the thrill of living is gone…
A singularly depressing and unwholesome song, yet possessing a kernel of truth.
I’ve rambled on before about how theater is kind of a metaphor for life. I think of this again as I prepare for the second-to-last weekend of Treasure Island. Continue reading
The hair is red.
The gables are green.
The clothing is Late 19th Century-Eastern-Canadian-hick.
Hey kids—let’s put on a show!
*Note: My family still hasn’t decided what we will do regarding our dietary dilemma. For those of you who are wondering feverishly what we will eat, I must say that I’m flattered…and vaguely disturbed. Rest assured; it will be the subject of a post or two or ten once we figure it all out.
So much for the Public Service Announcement—on with the post!
Not me…not yet
I fear my barber.
Not the man, so much—he’s a nice guy. I fear what he represents. You see, every time I go to see him, I know that it may be the time. The time when he says, “You know, Michael…you’re getting pretty thin up here…it might be time to try something different.”
Different like… Continue reading
Wheat,
Oh Wheat
You’re so much more than just a treat.
You are the core of all I eat.
I wrap bread ‘round a piece of meat,
Or bake a chocolate cake—so sweet.
You make my dining life complete,
Oh Wheat Continue reading
I like food.
Really, I’m a big fan. I like meat, and potatoes, and rice, and veggies (for the most part), and fruit, and bread, and grease, and ooey gooey yummy sticky chocolaty stuff.
Mexican food? Oh, yeah. Italian? Chinese? Bring it on. Sausages full of secrets from around the world—and around the pig? Make it so, brother.
I’m not a sushi fan—I’ll admit to that. Squid is a “No,” as is any sort of snailish creature. And once when I was in China I was served a soup with both halves of a very dead pigeon bobbing in it—seriously creeped me out. Continue reading
Why do I do what I do when I do what I do?
I like that… sounds kinda catchy.
Yesterday morning, I got up an hour early so that I could write a post. I have been really sketchy in my posting over the last few weeks, what with getting the Easter book done and all.
What? You don’t know about the Easter book? Where have you been, Man?
To continue…
Yesterday morning, I got up an hour early so that I could write a post. I have been really sketchy in my posting over the last few weeks, what with getting the Easter book done and all. As I dragged my sleepy carcass down the stairs, I saw that the kitchen was a nightmare. Continue reading
It’s here!
It’s done!!
WoooooHoooooooooooooo!!!
Sorry if that seems a bit over-exuberant, but I’m feelin’ pretty spiffy. My new ebook, Easter: Beyond the Bunny is up at Amazon and ready for you to procure and peruse. For the next 48 hours (that would be until Wednesday the 6th at 11:59 P.M.) it is absolutely free! Just click here, download, and enjoy.
What? You want to know what the book is about? My, but you are a discriminating shopper. Let me give you a bit of the introduction from the book—maybe it’ll give you a feel for the thing.
Easter is not, traditionally, a manly holiday. You think Easter, you think colored eggs, baskets full of fake grass, baby chicks, a bonnet with frills upon it, and, of course, fluffy Mr. Bunny.
What could there possibly be in Easter for the Manly Man? How does the Dad Man lead his family through it, except by gritting his teeth, planting a cheesy grin on his face, and donning pastel for the one and only time during the year?
Oh, my friend, have I got news for you…
You see, pop culture presents us with a picture of Easter that is pathetic. Seriously, what man worth his salt would have anything to do with the fluffy, froo-froo chocolate-egg world of American Easter?
O.K., the chocolate eggs are really, really good. Particularly the Cadbury eggs. Everything else has got to go.
What I’m trying to do with this book is give dads out there a tool that they can use to lead their families through this holiday season. Frankly, too often men are passive when it comes to spiritual leadership in the family, yet God has given the role to us as a privilege and a duty. But how should he lead? I mean, what are you supposed to do?
Easter: Beyond the Bunny provides eight days (starting Palm Sunday and culminating on Easter) of Old Testament prophecies about the Messiah (I even explain what the word means), New Testament scriptures showing how those prophecies were fulfilled, and questions that Dad (or Mom, or anyone) can use to lead discussions about Easter. It’s all designed to make you the Family Devotions Master. There are also activities to keep the little ones involved, and recipes for a simple Easter brunch—anyone can be a kitchen hero. And did I mention that it’s free for the next two days?
And you’re waiting because…
Click here. You know you need to…
I’m getting better…some…kinda.
The last time I wrote a book, I procrastinated a bit, and then a bit more, and then published the book a few days after the holiday it was designed to celebrate.
Not this time, Bucko. Continue reading