tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53155772010-02-26T15:04:22.810-05:00If you're not outraged, you're not paying attention.MadMuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00423479074385854137noreply@blogger.comBlogger736125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315577.post-37758688439727992172009-12-14T22:35:00.002-05:002009-12-15T00:05:21.691-05:00

Song Info (from Beatlesongs):"For You Blue" is on the Let It Be album and was 100% written by George Harrison. The song was inspired by Patti Harrison, and George said, "[It's] a simple twelve-bar song following all the normal twelve-bar principles, except it's happy-go-lucky!"Back in September I started something I've been wanting to do for over (and you have no idea how weird it is to me to

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Song Info (from Beatlesongs):"Matchbox" is on the With the Beatles album and was written by Carl Perkins, who hadn't been able to make a hit of it. The Beatles' version got as high as 17 on the Top 40. Pete Best sang lead on it in concerts until 1962 when John Lennon took over. Sure sounds like Ringo on the recording, though.I've been driving a 1999 Saturn Wagon for a while now and it's been a

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Beatles Week ends up being my favorite "week" of the year, blog-wise. Sure, I know that I'm a slacker blogger, but that's part of the appeal of Beatles Week for me: for the next eight entries I have subject suggestions. Of course, it also works against me, because the closer I get to Beatles Week, the more I think, "Ooh, I could blog that --- but wait! Beatles Week is coming! I'll just do it

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You know what's just around the corner?No, no - after Thanksgiving.And before Christmas.Beatles Week!

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I don't know if it's the increasing amounts of euchre I've been playing lately, but I've come to realize I like the card suits in a particular order: Hearts, Spades, Diamonds, Clubs. It's to the point that when I play Solitaire that's the order I put up the aces.I guess I haven't grown out of having weird quirks yet.

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If you're anything like me, you have a list of "must-see" entertainers that you keep - people you will do everything in your power to go see if the opportunity comes up. I've had the chance to see both Weird Al Yankovic and Sheryl Crow, but up until a month ago, I didn't figure there'd ever be a chance for me to see the number one on my list, mostly because he stopped doing comedy tours in the

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Expectations are premeditated disappointments.-George MooreI'm sure someone said it before George, but he's where I heard it. It was a warning about going into relationships with expectations about how the other person should treat you or what they should do for you.

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I've been doing a lot of changing in the last few months. I've always been one for self-critiquing, but I haven't always been one for doing anything about the findings. A combination of events (my birthday being one of them) was the push I needed to help me move past myself, however little the steps might be.Most of my adjustments have been in my thinking - how I approach relationships, how I

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My friend Carolyn told me this story and I had to share it:Okay the friend of a girl I work with has this cat that steals from people when they visit. It goes through handbags and takes a one thing and runs off to a secret place to hide it.I thought that was great just in and of itself. But then she followed it up with this:BUTThis friend had chemotherapy (she's fine now) and was in bed feeling

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Last weekend I had some people at my house for what we termed "International Beatles Rock Band Day." As is easily surmised by the title, the day was all about playing Beatles Rock Band. The tricky part is that "International." What made it international? I will tell you: having someone from another country/continent is what makes it international.Brian, Angela & Josh (married!), Matt, and

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I got an email from Brian this morning that said, "Man, a year of home ownership already. CRAZY." It reminded me that, yeah, I guess it has been about a year. So I went back and looked it up in my Google Calendar, and I actually closed on the house on July 30 of last year and moved in on August 9, so it's been a bit more than a year.It's still weird to me that I have this house, but it's

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Whatever you are, be a good one.-Abraham LincolnI love my job, but I am not nor do I want to be defined by it. I'd much rather be a good friend, a good Christian, a good husband, a good father. Sure, I want to be a good computer guy, too, but I'd rather be all those other things.

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MELVIN: Okay, I got a real great compliment for you and it's true.CAROL: I am so afraid you're about to say something awful... MELVIN: Don't be pessimistic. It's not your style. Okay... Here it goes... Clearly a mistake.I have this -- what? Ailment... And my doctor -- a shrink... who I used to see all the time... he says 50 or 60 percent of the time a pill can really help. I hate pills. Very

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I went to a week of summer camp for most of my elementary and middle-school years, and even twice in high school. My priorities changed over the years that I went, from “staying alive” to “being good at air hockey” to “being remembered” to “meeting girls.” None of these priorities meshed with the stated priorities, which included “getting exercise” and “listening to preaching,” but I did those

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Plans are in the works to update the look of the ol' site here. I am hopeful that a revamped look will get me back to writing again, as I have missed it.Stay tuned!

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I have become the world's most delinquent blogger. To tide you over, here's a picture from a few weeks ago of me riding a bike.It was the first time I'd been on a bike in... well, let's just say longer than I'd care to mention.

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I played baseball for two seasons in high school, my Sophomore and Junior years. I got some play time the first year because the Seniors went on the Senior Trip. I think I played in two, maybe three games. The one vivid memory I have from that time is letting a grounder go through my legs during a game. Is there anything more cliché? I guess some things are clichés for a reason.I played a

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(From PostRejects, which I do not endorse wholeheartedly. Browse at your own risk!)

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No, that's not a typoed heading - it's apparently what I am?I suspect these quizzes aren't the most accurate things ever, but who knows? I've often thought that having someone else evaluate me would produce better results than me trying to answer questions on my own.The most interesting (to me) result is in the "Fictional ISFJs" section. Amidst the few others is Joel Barish, from Eternal

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I joined a softball team for the summer.I will give you a minute for saying "whoa" or laughing or having whatever reaction you choose.Okay.  Truth be told, I had pretty much the same reaction.  I was on the baseball team for two seasons in high school, but I haven't picked up a bat since then.  If I've picked up a glove since then, I don't remember it.  My whole exercise regime could be summed up

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Nertz to looking back on the previous year on New Year's Eve. Makes more sense to do it on one's birthday, I figure.So what'd I do this year? In no particular order:I bought a house.I almost burned the house down because I don't know how to work a fireplace.I finally cancelled my World of Warcraft account. I hadn't played in a long, long time and it was overdue.I started doing some announcing

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I mentioned this on Twitter yesterday, but yesterday I was in a group of guys that were discussing the "Four Rules of Communication." It's a well-known topic at our church, and it happened to come up in our normal study schedule. Here are the Four Rules of Communication:Be honestKeep currentAttack the problem not the personAct, don't reactThe idea behind these rules is that every human

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I did not win the radio contest.

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The station I listen to is running a movie trivia contest this week.. They play an audio clip and the caller who identifies the movie wins a CD, a DVD, and is entered into a drawing for a grand prize of a home theater system. It seems like a strange giveaway for a Christian radio station, but, hey, movie trivia.On my way to work this morning the clip was "There's no crying in baseball!" I dialed.

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For two years when I was too young to go a full week of summer camp, I went to weekend summer camp. It was somewhere around third grade or so, and I think it was more about getting me used to being away from home than anything else.I was young enough that I hadn't really had any experience around a collection of water bigger than a bathtub, so swimming looked like a cool thing to me. I wasn't

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