MI3 -> Bathroom -> Wrong Impression

So, as part of tonight’s Mission Impossible 3 viewing I took a trip to the restroom that was about as far away from the theater that I was watching the movie in and above the urinal they had an advertisement.  That advertisement, shown below, looked like a very angry chiropractor was going to blow the patient away with his semi-automatic spine column.  “I’ll fill you so full of vertebrae that you’ll be begging for me to adjust your thoracic region!”

All your adjustments are belong to us

Go ahead, imagine a full clip of phalanges and a femur for a handle and it could be something that would pass airport security 😉

The Pordcast #16

Howdy, its been so long since I published a pordcast.  However, it’s back.  Mission Impossible 3 has charged me so I must podcast.  This movie was great except for the soundtrack.  The soundtrack for this pordcast is meant to represent that.  And actually the movie’s soundtrack was great, but the Mission Impossible theme song seemed a wee short of great.

Here’s the MP3 file for your enjoyment.

Oh, and we were the first ones there of about 12 people so we got some pretty good seats 😉

We were the first ones in the theater

Nothing is Too Great for God to Do. Nothing is Too Great for You to Do.

The title of this post is not quite a double-entendre.  The concept that I was thinking about was that God is all powerful and is limited only in the positive sense of His character.  That is to say that He cannot do evil things, but He can love with his pure, infinite, perfect love.  However, the ‘Nothing is too great for you to do,’ part of this title is actually the crux of the issue: we, as humans, want to do a whole lot.  Doing nothing kills us.  Which is a good thing.  God wants us to rest in Him, but instead we often want to be active and eager about doing something.

Is doing nothing too great for you?  If God’s word tells us to rest in Him, His works, His plan, and trust Him to conform us to the image of His Son, why do we find that rest to be such a challenge?  Is it because we want to prove something?  Do we want to prove God’s done something in us?  If so, the rest should be our reaction, the world does something as a reaction, our reaction to God’s powerful work in us should be doing nothing of the flesh and resting in our relationship with the Holy Spirit.  This doesn’t mean we won’t ever appear to be doing things outwardly, but it does mean that we’ll be doing things because inwardly the Holy Spirit has prompted us.

Ephesians 2:10 tells us that we will be doing good works that God has planned ahead for us to do.  Those are sure-fire winners.  Guaranteed gold for the rewards crowns we can look forward to heaven.  It means that I don’t have to sit around wondering if I’ll do those things, I can ‘sit around’, instead, resting.  Nothing is too great for me to do in the flesh, but the only thing I should be doing in the flesh if I’m walking in the direction and constant relationship of the Holy Spirit.  Because those works are not too great for God!

Scooper Foo Foo

This evening we were driving around Aurora whilst we discovered what joy waisting petrol would bring.  As we passed a King Sooper’s grocery store my mother-in-law blurted out something that just cracked us up.  “Look, another scooper foo foo.”  She has for some reason really blown the snot out of the King Sooper name since she’s moved here.  It has been Kind’s Castle and many other variations on the wrong name.

However, another thing we saw today was a “Super Foo-Foo” driver in a Sport Useless Vehicle get out of her vehicle (after I had to slam on the breaks) to recover a plastic swimming pool that had fallen off the top of her car.  Instead of re-attaching the plastic kiddy pool she placed it on top of her vehicle and slowly turned around the corner that she was at to get off of the main road.  They kicker?  She had never attached the plastic pool to her vehicle in the first place: there were no ropes or bungie chords – just gravity.

Best Tacos of the Year Award

Last night we had some fantastic tacos at our friends house.  Which sort of reminds me of this.  Anyway, they were really, really good and I think they were surely the best tacos I have had this year.  As a stinky cono-sewer of tacos, I can say that this is a prestigious award that few have been able to garner with the simple garnishes that a taco is made from.  Kudos on the tacos, Rachel (and Jim).  Happy birthday Henry, for whom we celebrated by eating the tacos.

Happy Fifth of May

We used to get excited about Cinco de Mayo as kids because at school it meant that we could talk about the liberation of the Mexican people from Tyra Banks. Wait, no, the tyranny of the Spanish government. Not, really. The fifth of May was like any other day in May to us. As kids we didn’t care about what color our classmates’ skin was, we didn’t care about their immigration status it was much more important to have good playground game skills. I had a classmate named Jorge who disappeared one day. He just stopped coming to school. We didn’t know why. Some of us speculated that he’d moved. Some speculated aliens, and others just shrugged and moved on. Now, given all of the political hoopla about immigration, I wonder if his family was deported. I lived in California, and they have a lot of illegal immigrants.

But [not] seriously I actually look backwards to the fifth of May, mostly because any previous fifth of May I was younger than I am now, and I’m reaching thirty in a year and a half and getting into another decade of my life scares the crap out of me. Well, not literally or I’d be going through office chairs like kleenex on any episode of Mauri Povich wherein the girl finds out that it was the fifth guy she slept with who is the father of her child. It’s such a relief to find out which guy is the father. Speaking of which, being the father to my daughters becomes increasingly rough because they’re cute, but they’re rapidly torpedo-ing into girls and not babies, and from girlhood they will escalate into teenagers, and from there they might get married, make me a grandpa and then I will be officially older compared to a year and a half from thirty.

I have to stop now lest I start crying and my tears cause my wireless keyboard to electrocute me. Which wouln’t be all bad, if I died from keyboard electrocution Jess could probably sue Microsoft and be rich for decades.

Teleconference Snark Shark

I am listening in on a teleconference and watching a Powder Point [SIC] presentation.

As I hear dumb things from the sales person I’m going to share them, but instead of being negative, I’m going to try to turn things into a positive twist.

Salesman: “Looks how easy it is to submit issues.”

When I tell Jessica to submit, it causes issues. However, I like how software can be made to submit.
I just saw a PowerPoint slide with a fake person named Joe.  Joe needs to shave, but beyond that I’m sure that his underlings are happy to be working for a guy ten years their junior.  Happiness is a core point in all of the power point pictures.  Happy to use the software, happy to have bugs reported.  Happy.

Wow, this presentation is over and it was short on dumb statements.  Though apparently most of the staff at the headquarters quietly left the meeting since they didn’t have any interest in what was being said 😛

Poll Skewer

Yesterday I had a man with a clipboard gingerly ask me if I would be willing to take a survey.  He identified himself as being with a group for equality something or other.  The survey was about how people felt about homosexuality.  Except they didn’t really want to know how I felt, they wanted yes or no answers.  They asked loaded questions that begged other questions they didn’t ask and they in the end handed out a 2 page pamphlet about discrimination.

I answered some of the questions one way and others another, not because I was trying to skew the poll, but because I knew that they were trying to polarize folks with the questions and I wasn’t going to buy into their game.  About half way through the, “Survey [that] won’t take less than a minute of [my] time,” the guy dropped the F-bomb.  So, since he felt free to be working and talking to the public and swearing I felt free to tell him that I had taught a Sunday School class on what the Bible says about homosexuality.  He then quickly finished the survey and took off 🙂  Why do they want skewed numbers for a serious poll… unless this isn’t a serious poll.

Colorado Springs & One Year

This weekend we went to Colorado Springs and had a great time.  I’ve uploaded pictures to Flickr.com.  Of course there aren’t any of the girls… yet.  But they’re coming.   We ate at P.F. Chang’s again.  Too.  Much. Food.  But it was tasty and I’ll do it again when I have fasted for 2 days before.

Then on Sunday afternoon I installed some sod on our front lawn to replace some crab grass that had unfortunately been allowed to grow there by the previous owner and last year I couldn’t handle that and all of the indoor tweakings at our house.  Speaking of which, today is one year of paying on a mortgage for this house 🙂

Home Made Chicken Dinner

After eating out for so much of this week last night I had a tasty chicken dinner over at Dave’s place.  His lovely bride, Darlene, made a tasty meal.  I got to meet and spend some time with Dave’s mom as well.  All was lovely, including his little girls who are almost as cute as my own 😉  I think that home made is going to be my new ‘eating out’ in that it will be a treat since it isn’t greasy, full of fat (well, maybe it could be), and not huge portions.

Oh, and I’m heading home this evening and can’t wait to see my family!