i’m at cc.
For an idea of how I feel like right now, listen to “Time to Pretend” by MGMT while reading The Lord’s Prayer aloud. That’s the battle in my mind/soul.
Is it weird to want to rid of myself of purity for the purpose of not worrying about it?
How do you mud wrestle in an all-white tux and not get dirty?
I know this one Guy, s’posed to be be the best at getting stains out.
Friday night I experienced some new environments. I was pleasantly surprised at some parts, and not surprised at all by others.
Saturday I spent at the beach with people I love and who love me. The beach always leaves me refreshed and contemplative. I felt the inklings of a desire to… more actively engage/embrace/figure out my faith.
For the last two years or so this has always meant starting with The Lord’s Prayer. I can’t explain why completely, except that many times I have no idea what else to pray, and that is the most sure, true, simple thing I can think of as a starting point. It has always meant a lot to me in that respect.
Sunday I played drums at church. It is a uniquely satisfying experience. Then Mike Patz serendipitously decided to pray the Lord’s Prayer. Strike One.
Had a great lunch with Glenn. Remembrance. I spent a lot of time that day reflecting on life.
Sunday Night I watched The Soloist. What an amazing film. More amazing than the story of commitment, community, friendship, love was the moment closer to the end of the film that finds a major character emotionally reciting the Lord’s Prayer, slowly, intentionally. Strike Two. I went to bed, unsure of what steps to take ( I know what hasn’t worked and what I DON’T want to be like) but not willing to throw out the baby with the bathwater.
Monday Morning. I sit down at work, open my email, where I receive a Daily Text from the Moravian Church, just a couple of quick verses and a short prayer for the day; I highly recommend it, by the way. Many days it’s the only Bible I get.
Today, for the first time ever in these emails, the prayer was, indeed, the Lord’s Prayer.
Strike Three. Now what?
I don’t know, but I’m hopeful.
“Seek not to understand that you may believe, but believe that you may understand.”
Saint Augustine
thoughts on hots and nots
I really wish Google would release Chrome for the Mac already… seriously.
The Office tonight was SO good. Proof that it’s a freakin awesome show, is if we needed more proof.
I am listening to radium88 right now. They randomly friend requested me on myspace… and i clicked to see where they were from or if I knew them. By the time I discovered that I did not know them at all and that they are from the U.K., their sweet downtempo tune had sucked me in. Check ‘em out: http://www.myspace.com/theradium88
But, much more awesome than those guys is another band from the U.K.: The Foreign Exchange. Seriously. Hot Music. Especially dig Take Off The Blues. Check it out here: www.theforeignexchangemusic.com/
Actually, just watch this:
Sweet, eh?
I am trying to get back on the wagon with exercising. Did something light tonight. It slips away so fast.
I’m looking forward to hanging out with matt green tomorrow night.
Anyway, it’s late, and I still have some stuff to work on.
Did I mention I could use a good night’s rest? I really could.
random thoughts on a lazy sunday.
I’m down to 254 lbs. It feels good.
It’s kinda weird playing shows out of town. I can easily see why performers/entertainers/musicians would drink in that situation. You’re kinda lonely in an immediate sense, but you also feel weird, especially as part of the entertainment, initiating awkward conversations with strangers so you’ll have someone to talk to. So, a couple drinks take the nervous edge off of doing that. Any more than a few though and you risk looking very foolish.
I met Curtis from Summerbirds in the Cellar. He just happened to stop by the Peacock Room after we’d finished playing. Good times though. Look forward to seeing what he does next musically.
Fun Friendship is still better than Romantic Loneliness. This is my current theory, or as I’m famous for saying, “modus” or “paradigm.”
Anyway, I really miss my “M” friends. I have been mattless since monday and I don’t even remember the last time I hung out with mary. It’s killing me.
Adventureland was more serious than I was expecting, and uncannily appropo for me to watch.