Friday, December 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
This is the true story of the famous Bingo Bob skit, performed in the early 80’s by the counselors at
Bob Marsh arrived in 1978 to pastor Second-Ponce, replacing the beloved Russell Dilday. We seemed to still be getting to know Bob and his lovely wife
One memorable sermon used the Marsh’s neighborhood dogs’ personalities as examples. One dog was named Buckhead. It was because of that sermon that we later dubbed our golden retriever “Speedle”…since that’s how Second-Ponce de Leon’s anagram (SPdL) is pronounced.
In the years to follow the Marshes would become treasured friends to many us, sharing happy times, dedicating and baptizing and marrying off our children as well as sharing our deepest sorrows, speaking at the funerals of our closest friends. Now they are even our Facebook friends. Early on Bob even served as the preacher at
That year Bob had delivered a long sermon series on Psalms. Each sermon was entitled “The Psalmist Faced…” along with whatever the Psalmist faced that week. We learned so much about God and the book of Psalms. Just when you thought he had run out of topics for the Psalmist to face, he would come up with another one. I’ll always remember “The Psalmist Faced…a Scowl.” The Psalmist often comes back in me, when I'm facing a particularly trying or epic event. Like the parents meeting.
But there’s more to the story.
Each night at
What made this time unique and so special was that the asylum was run by the inmates, or in this case, the campers. The counselors could sit back and enjoy. Often they were called up on stage to participate in the fun, often at their own expense. And each night a different age group would put on a rehearsed skit. The younger grade’s skits were often simple and cute, while an older skit would be more involved. Late in the week, without introduction, the counselors put on a skit.
Chairs were arranged on stage in short rows. Counselors randomly filed in and sat down, as if arriving for a church service. As they entered, an “usher” handed them what looked to be a church bulletin. Minister of Music John Condra led the worshipping counselors in a short hymn.
Was it David Downing who got up to preach, impersonating Dr. Marsh? Downing’s “sermon” was peppered with Marsh’s mannerisms and catch-phrases. The “worshippers” seemed to be taking notes, mainly whenever a Marsh metaphor was mentioned.
After just a few minutes of this nonsense, one worshipper stood up and loudly shouted “BINGO BOB!” An attentive usher immediately escorted him away. As Downing/Marsh continued to preach, other worshippers repeated this scene, shouting “BINGO BOB!” one after the other. Several scored bingo. As Downing proclaimed “Let’s stand as we pray. Let’s pray as we sing. Let’s come as we sing. Let’s come as we stand. Let’s pray as we come…” the remaining worshipers stood, then sat, in confusion.
Finally the only three people left on stage were Downing, a counselor portraying
If ”Bob” had a reply, it was drowned out all the laughter.
I suppose I can count my December thrift store purchases as Christmas presents. This month I showed zero restraint, purchasing a total of 23 items (though that did include seven stocking stuffers). Will and Matthew WERE thrilled with the four things I got for them.
Top Ten December Finds:
1. Black Italian leather jacket
2. 1950’s era left-handed baseball mitt
3. Jeans (all I had were ugly faded
4. Light blue Joseph A Bank dress shirt
5. 1980’s era light blue Kansas City Kings # 15 jersey
6. Navy Chicago Black Hawks practice jersey
7. Green Masters golf shirt (I do have more Masters shirts than I need)
8. Navy Cal T-shirt (the XL may not look good on me)
9. Lime green 1970’s era replica Hawks jersey (Shareef # 3)
10. Grey Masters T shirt (XL, shouldn’t have bought)
My 2010 thrift store purchases most probably outnumber those from any previous year. As fun as it is, I MUST throttle back in 2011. Of the ten items above, I really only “needed” three of them.
In 2011 I’ll try to publish a monthly review of my progress. Hopefully my “Bigger Loser” diet and exercise involvement will take away time normally devoted to ducking into thrift stores. The urge is great.
I am increasingly retreating into my own little world, aren’t I?
At work Tuesday “the Jewish Jordan” came up. Remember him? Hotshot high schooler about 15 years ago. Signed with
Plenty of year-end cleanup. Off Thursday and Friday. Not much else going on. Ceil and the kids return today.
Thursday M has practice, then we go to Cartersville to eat with the Gilberts. My boss is having an angioplasty, and may need a stint. Don’t know what we’re doing New Year’s Eve, or if we’ve been invited to any parties.
Matthew has a game Sunday.
My dad had a cancer scare, but found out yesterday it hadn’t spread. He’s having a tumor removed from his hip next week.
I had read about the move “The King’s Speech”. Colin Firth was on Letterman Tuesday night. The Black Swan looks interesting. Saw the Karate Kid and Going the Distance, which were good.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Hope you didn’t watch that Tech game last night. The defense finally plays well, and turnovers kill them. The fumble on the long drive, then two straight muffed punts gave Air Force three straight possessions, wearing out the defense. Tech would’ve won easily had Nesbitt played. Apparently Teven
The Falcons loss does not concern me, though the offense is going to have to score against the Saints if they want to go to the Super Bowl.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Wednesday I left work around 3:30. I was the last of the 15 employees on my side of the office to leave. There were a few transactional salespeople still taking calls.
Ceil and Will were out shopping, then we went to the 8 pm NP service. We arrived at seven, just as the 6 pm service was letting out. By the time we walked into the auditorium at 7:10, almost all the seats in the front sections were saved. A woman sitting behind us bumped me several times before the service, then loudly sang along while a soloist sang “O Holy Night.” Perhaps she was confused, since most of the songs were sing-a-longs. The Hurts sat with us, then we hung around almost an hour, talking to them and others. We saw Andrew’s mother and Jeff, and their cousins the Hargraves…who go to school with us and the Hurts.
Since the Hurts hadn’t eaten, we all went to Chilis. The
Thursday I had made eye-doctors appointments for everyone. Will went ice skating that afternoon. That night Anna and I worked on Christmas cards. I still have a few to send out.
Friday Ceil went shopping, then I went out. I hated all the traffic. One of my favorite stores had everything half off, so I bought everyone shirts. Found a Cal T-shirt for me, as well as a nice Chicago Black Hawks practice sweater. Wednesday I had found a nice black Italian leather jacket.
Returned just in time to leave for the Passion Christmas service, outside at the Verizon Amphitheater. Even though the day had been sunny and relatively warm, it was a chilly two hours. Big crowd, filling the front section and most of the back seats as well. Like the respective Sunday services, the differences between the NP and Passion Christmas services were as expected. Both were tremendous, but in different ways. NP’s was focused, while Passion’s meandered. Louie extended an altar call for those wanting to accept Christ, then for everyone who’s accepted Christ in 2010. Those who came then lit the candles at the end of all the rows, and the service ended with all the candles it.
Afterwards we dropped Will at a Gilbert gathering. The rest of us watched The Karate Kid, and wrapped presents until after midnight. We all went outside to greet the Gilberts when they brought Will home. As I talked to Dr. Tom Will showed MC his tooth marks on the basketball pole, from many years ago.
Saturday morning we had breakfast and opened presents, then drove down to
To stay warm Friday night, Matthew finally wore the sweet Nike high-tops I’d gotten him a few months ago. Grey suede with orange strings and swoosh. He wore them down to
Sunday Ceil and the kids packed up at headed to SC via I-20. They ran into one heavy snowstorm before
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Last week we had lots of food here.
Wednesday was the monthly birthday celebration. People brought two breakfast casseroles, bagels, and a delicious carrot cake.
Thursday we had a catered luncheon, plus a dessert bakeoff contest. People were going back for more all afternoon.
Friday a vendor brought in cheesecake, brownies, cookies, chocolate cake, and red velvet cake.
Forgot to add that Sunday night we went to Subway before
It was a busy, tiring weekend. Friday was M’s practice and the small group party, which had lots of food.
Saturday I took M to
Will & Ceil went to the Living Science open house Friday, but they got to the small group party by 8:30. W was gone Saturday night and Sunday afternoon as well.
Sunday night we went to
Before every North Point service begins, informational “slides” are projected onto the screens. Most are the same announcements published in the bulletin.
The Rainman in me counts these slides every week, and I thought it would be nerdy to publish the count as a Facebook status. Kevin, Haley, and Margaret “liked” the status, and
Most large churches have many announcements to make. Johnson Ferry’s bulletin is almost a book: several pages printed in small print. I rarely read the NP bulletin, which seems to be designed for newcomers. Instead I marvel at the artwork, and use it to save seats. Sunday there were 17 announcements in the 8 x 12” bulletin, plus a welcome note and tear-off prayer request tab. I’m thankful NP doesn’t take the time during the service to talk about all of them.
Sunday I took note of what all the slides were. There were a record 24, due to several seasonal and one-time messages. As usual, the NP “sermon series” logo slide ran twice during the loop…almost never exactly at the halfway point. Those denoted with a (B) were also in the bulletin, and those marked with a (P) were announced during the service from the stage.
1. NP sermon series “The Thrill of Hope”
2. Today’s Bible verse
3. No service on Dec 26 (B) (P)…seasonal
4. Scoot to center of aisle (P)…seasonal
5. Career networking group (B)
6. Night of Worship Dec 22 (B) (P)…seasonal
7. NP Christmas CD for sale (B) (P)…seasonal
8. Starting Point meets after service (B) (P)
9. KidStuf meets January 9 (B)
10. NP sermon series “The Thrill of Hope” (repeat)
11. music copyright # 1
12. music copyright # 2
13. music copyright # 3 (usually there’s only two!)
14. turn cell phone ON…after service
15. first time visitor CD available (B)
16. Hope Ministers available after service (B)
17. NP online Christmas message (B) (P) seasonal
18. year-end giving info (B) (P)…seasonal
19. global-X mission trips
20. “Next” informational meeting (B)
21. Singles group meeting info
22. Andy’s new book on sale (B) (P)
23. bridge opened today (P)…one time
24. update on giving for bridge
A word on the musical copyright slides: These are interesting, as you can see when a particular NP artist wrote the song. it shows how current all the NP music really is. And you get advance notice that there’s going to be a special number performed to kick-off the service, like Sunday’s “Santa Came Down to Georgia” remix.
Matthew’s Tar Heels outscored their opponent in all four quarters, and cruised to a 30-14 victory Sunday.
Matthew continues to improve, and is becoming increasingly aggressive, especially on defense. He grabbed two defensive rebounds in the second quarter. In the second half he grabbed a loose ball and took off upcourt, dribbling. In the fourth quarter while on defense, he forced one jump-ball, then later he almost had a second.
As usual, Matthew played at least half the game, probably more. The Tar Heels had lost their first two games…the first due to not shooting enough, and the second when many good shots didn’t fall. This week his coaches mentioned shaking up the lineup. Sunday they called it “shock and awe”…starting their five best players.
I ran the scoreboard, while a dad from the other team marked the fouls. He said his son’s team had won a game, that their shots weren’t falling…a true statement. He graduated from Walton High in 1980 with the son of tech AD Doug Weaver. Now his daughter goes to Walton, and is friends with the daughter of the current Tech AD.
Picky eater Matthew had a dream eating weekend. Friday night he had a huge table of food to pick from at our small group party. Saturday I took him to
Here’s the damages from Saturday and Sunday:
Two Chick-fil-A chicken biscuits
Chick-fil-A chicken nuggets – 8 count
Chocolate Chip milkshake
Subway 6” turkey and cheese
Two home-made burritos
The masses of drivers funneling into North Point every Sunday provide an interesting case study. There are proverbially two types of people in the world: those with “Type A” personalities, those driven, energetic, hard-charging, take-life-by-the-horns take-no-prisoners types, and the more introspective, laid-back Type B’s. While most “normal” churches are constituted with a more equal distribution of A’s and B’s, I contend that by virtue of its design, North Point attracts a vast majority of Type A personalities.
When Sunday-morning traffic starts backing up on
But these me-first drivers aren’t finished. Many join the line of cars directing into the large northern lot, where the bridge has been built. Even though these drivers have waiting until traffic is at the heaviest, they make the line of cars behind them wait while they back their huge SUV into a choice parking space on the left. This way, after the service they can cut in front of dozens more cars when they leave. If several cars are behind me, I’m going to get into the space and out of the way as quickly as possible. Rather than holding up the line by baking in, I usually find a choice spot where it doesn’t matter.
I know I’m not the best driver in the world. I probably peaked years ago. I certainly I drive slower than I used to. My driving style is mostly defensive and considerate, with an efficient, light-on-the-gas pedal mentality to keep MPG high. I’m almost always driving right at the speed limit, or perhaps a little over. Still, other drivers will tail me, both on surface streets and highways. On multi-lane roads I do my best to remain observant of approaching vehicles, using the fast lanes only to pass or stay away from 18-wheelers.
Sometimes I WILL pass a line of cars instead of joining the line at the end. But I don’t expect cars at the front of the line to let me in. I will only merge if a slow driver leaves a large open spot. But if there’s no opening, I’ll take an alternate route, even if it’s longer. I gambled and lost.
When I’m in the slow-moving line, I try to stay close to the car in front of me. This way only the true jerks will barge in. It is true that some drivers did make a mistake or didn’t know where to turn. Usually these drivers will signal as soon as they realize their mistake. Last night I was stopped at a light, in the right lane second in line, preparing to enter the interstate. The sign overhead clearly read “85 south – right lane only”. While waiting, I surveyed the cars to my left. None had blinkers on. But as soon as the light changed a red sedan roared ahead, finally turning its blinker on. Should I feel bad for not letting it in? I’m trying to be considerate of those waiting behind me, who were waiting LONGER than the stud trying to jam his way in at the front.
It’s funny when speed-demons try to pass a group of cars by going around them on the right. They approach too fast, leaving no time for the slower drivers to merge out of the way to the right. Then when the speeding Type A driver tries to go around on the right, other slow cars are often there blocking the way.
Another pet peeve of mine is right turns. Some drivers will stop and wait for the light before turning. They’ll divert attention from the road, and won’t turn even if no one’s coming. It would be nice if more drivers would be so considerate that they move to the left if they’re going straight, allowing cars turning right room to proceed. Then when a right turn is made, it’s proper driving procedure to turn into the right lane. Any defensive driver knows to look out for drivers making a right and continuing way over to the left.
Four way stops also bring out the worst in drivers. Type A’s in luxury SUVs think they’re allowed to proceed through first, without regard for less-important neighbors waiting their turn. Conversely, distracted Type B drivers wait forever, having long forgotten any lessons learned in Drivers Ed. Or older drivers, perhaps. I try to keep in mind that older people are at a disadvantage competing with the ever-changing and increasingly denser byways of today.
During last week’s ice storm
George Carlin said, “Anyone driving slower than me is an idiot, and anyone driving faster than me is a maniac.”
It’s also been my observation that BMW drivers are the worst. Inconsiderate, too fast, and a me-first mentality. To them, it doesn’t matter if I’m in a lane…they’re coming over because they want to, because they’re driving a nicer car, because they’re more important. Mercedes drivers tend to be more oblivious, erring out of inattention. Some driving the largest SUVs and extended-bed quad-cab diesel pickups can hardly maneuver them. Do they really need such massive vehicles?
Some judge drivers based on the political leanings of the bumper sticker on display. It often appears cars brandishing the Christian “fish” symbol are deliberately taken advantage of. Not wanting to be a bad witness, I try to stay away from both. Don’t want to get a belligerent soul reason to inflict harm on my car.
Is my behavior un-Christian? Surely my attitude is. WWJD? Surely not let those Type A’s run all over the weaker Type B’s. The meek may inherit the earth, but they better watch out on 285.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Did six loads of laundry Thursday night, then picked up Will from the
Friday we have too much to do. Ceil is in the mood to shop, but she and Will need to be at the Living Science open house at five…so she can leave to make our small group party at seven or so. Anna gets through baby-sitting at 6:30, so she can’t go (but she’s had THREE sleepovers this week!). Matthew has practice / scrimmage from 7-8:20. The party is 1/2 mile away, so Anna and I will hit the party during practice.
Wunderkind Thomas may fix our old Dell PC. Yesterday his work PC died, and he was able to fix it without sending it to
Most of these posts start as emails sent during the day. Thursday I wrote a long email and sent it out. Then I deleted it before making a blog post from it. A good recap of Matthew’s science project presentation, darn it.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
We have this young salesman here at work who’s not afraid to say what’s on his mind, even if it’s politically incorrect. He can tell some tall tales. Plus, he’s got a voice that projects, so the whole room hears what he says.
When he was younger and single, he went to Blockbuster with his three male roommates. They were looking for a western, and picked
I can just imagine what it looked like when the four of them went up to check out!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Cliff Lee to the Phillies is not good news. They’re becoming the Yankees of the NL. But like the Yankees, collecting all the great players is no guarantee. This year we gave them a run for the division until we succumbed to all the injuries.
I saw bits of the SMU 30 on 30, and hope to see the whole thing soon. The Pony Express was something, as I recall. Dickerson was out of this world, and looked it. Interesting that he finished up with the Falcons, where he seemed like a cool guy. I liked Craig James because he was a good white running back, then he wasn’t that great as a pro. Now I’m not a huge fan of him as a broadcaster. In those days there weren’t as many games on TV, unlike today. Of course, I liked the SMU uniforms. Glad they kept the same ones when they came back from the death penalty.
I watched that 30 on 30 about Marcus Dupree a few times.
Monday, December 13, 2010
After publishing the post last Friday slamming Cam Newton, I realized he led the nation in passing this year. But its
It goes without saying that
Watching the Heisman presentation, I was impressed by the humility of the other three finalists. It’s great that
Perhaps I’m expecting too much from a coddled athlete in his first year in the spotlight. Players and coaches say he’s a hard worker. If so, why wasn’t he included in the “student-of-the-game” segment with the other two QB’s?
I am a fan of the player who makes the most of his ability, who keeps his nose clean. Cam Newton is a great athlete. Can he stay out of trouble? Can he become an elite NFL quarterback? BEFORE he turns 30?
So I don’t like Cam Newton. Many hated Tiger, even before his fall. Or Derek Jeter. These guys I like. Perhaps I’ll list the players I like and dislike!
The Falcons last four games are against the lowly Panthers (twice), Seahawks (who got killed yesterday by SF, who has a losing record), and the Saints. Even if they lose to the Saints, the only way the Falcons lose another would be if they rest starters, which has been proven to not be a good strategy. The “expert” who predicted they’d close out 2-2 must want their pre-season pick (Eagles, Giants, Saints, or Cowboys) to look better.
Friday night Will took Anna to a sleepover, then hung out at the
The old TV we put in the living room armoire for the Wii / DVD/ VCR died a few months ago, so I was planning on getting a new one between now and just after New Years. Guess I’ll look for a DVD player as well.
Followed my normal Saturday morning routine of cleaning upstairs. Took Matthew to a Sunday School party in Alpharetta, then picked up Anna from her sleepover in Peachtree Corners. She went to see the new Narnia movie late Friday, then Induction on video Saturday. Watched some Army / Navy football before going back to get Matthew. Saturday night we watched the Heisman presentation.
Will had an interesting Saturday night. Mary-Clayton’s father picked him up at 4:30 pm, and they drove to Rock Eagle in east
Sunday Andy reported that the iBand video had over 500,000 hits on YouTube. Monday he tweeted that Apple CEO Paul Allen had sent the link to all his Twitter followers. Saw Will’s friend Kevin at NP…he was reading my blog before the 11 am service. Ate at El Porton on the way home from NP, just Ceil and Matthew and me. Watched some Falcons. Sunday night Matthew and Anna were working on school projects.
Will got his hair cut Sat AM, and I got mine cut today.
Matthew and his Tar Heels showed great improvement, but lost their second game 29-23. Down 16-8 at the half, the Heels battled back, outscoring the Longhorns 15-13 in the last two quarters. In the last minute of the game they scored to cut the lead to just four points, before the Longhorns scored on last basket in the final seconds ticked down. The Heels were getting off more shots, many of which just missed going in.
After starting last week, Matthew played the second half of each quarter. After entering the game halfway through the first quarter, the ball was passed to Matthew the second time they had the ball. He turned to shoot, but was fouled. He went to the foul line for two shots, but missed both.
Just before halftime the taller Longhorns kept shooting and rebounding. Finally Matthew grabbed the rebound, just before the buzzer sounded. He also grabbed a loose ball in the second half, and played even better defense than the first game.
Next Sunday they play at 1:15 pm.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
North Point’s “iBand” continues to make waves. Last night channel 11’s Brenda Wood showed a video on the news, and this morning WSB was talking about it. Here’s the link: http://vimeo.com/17570180
Wren says he’s happy with the team. I’m sure he’s still trying to move KK.
The Ogre took the gang out for Mexican at lunch today…Brad, young Thomas, Dialysis, and me. For a December, I’ve got plenty of work to do
Didn’t get to watch much TV last night. I’ve been tired, having stayed up too late this week. Stayed up past midnight again both Thursday and Friday night, but I had napped some during the evening.
Weekend is all Matthew: He has practice tonight, a Sunday School party Saturday, and a basketball game Sunday. Tonight Anna is going to Lynn Acuff’s son’s soccer game and a movie.
While one of the most amazing athletes in college football history,
Similarly, ESPN’s 30 on 30 told how amazing
NFL teams will look long and hard before lavishing
The Bengals and Lions will hold high draft picks, but don’t need a quarterback. Will the cold-weather Bills want to spend such a princely sum? The Cardinals just released washout Number One Pick / Heisman winner Matt Leinart. Reggie Bush has stayed away from character issues (while keeping up with the Kardashians) but has been hampered by injuries as a pro. Former Auburn QB Jason Campbell is no Cam Newton, and left a poor taste in the mouth of the Redskins (though he’s playing better in
Only time will tell if
Not that it’s a slam dunk he’ll go pro. Cam says he loves
But will NFL teams be lining up to pay for his services?
Thursday, December 09, 2010
Wednesday, December 08, 2010
Late Sunday night I took the van up to BP for gas. As usual, I spent the time while the tank was filling cleaning trash out of the car. When I went to the trash can, I noticed a pair of shoes had recently been thrown away. As a lover of shoes, this was too good. There wasn’t anyone around, but I didn’t want to look like the dumpster diver I was to any passersby. I quickly retrieved them, tossing them into the open rear door of the car without inspection. But I could tell they were big, but nearly new.
On the way home I checked them out. Huge…Size 16! White Nike Huarache high-top basketball shoes, with royal trim. Just a few slightly noticeable scuff marks, and just a little dirt in the bottom treads. Not new enough to swap out at a store like Rugged Warehouse. Too big for Willis Norman, but maybe Matthew Leiner can wear them. Or David Bartlett. Or I could sell them on Craig’s List. There aren’t many size 16 guys out there, but I could still get 25 or thirty bucks real quick.
At Monday’s mugging I considered putting them in a bag and presenting them to tiny
Then it hit me…these shoes were probably stolen. Thoughts of Cam Newton’s laptop ran through my mind.
Do things like this only happen to me?
The AJC reports a Kennesaw State Accounting professor was dismissed for disrobing in class. His mug shot made him look much older than 57.
Must have been an advanced class, and they had to count past 20.
I never got that new math.
I wind up liking most of the books I chose to listen to on CD, but Josh Wolk’s Cabin Pressure was especially entertaining. He was a writer for Entertainment Weekly (I didn’t know this beforehand). Turning 34, he spent the summer before getting married as a counselor at the boy’s camp he’d attended every summer as a kid. Then he spent his college summers working there, and had always ached to return. It wasn’t the same when he returned over ten years later. He details his camp experience, dealing with lifer counselors and the campers’ varying personalities. It was easy for me to relate, having spent my 20’s as a
December Reading List:
Sex, Drugs, and
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
Went to Living Science Monday night for Charles Norman’s mugging, the rite of passage ceremony for boys turning 16. Becky spoke, but brothers Joel and David didn’t. Will may have, before I arrived. Many kids did a great job giving short, funny, and encouraging talks…including Holt, both Hurt girls, and Alyssa’s youngest sister. The dad for one of the other three boys was my friend Matt, from the recent
I’ve been thinking more and more about 2011 goals since Thanksgiving. Hopefully I’ll have time here to get everything set by year end. January looks to be slow as well, as my customer is pushing back startup to the 24th. I’ll have to begin some weekly duties starting tomorrow, but today I’m cleaning up details that had just been stacked up. Should be able to leave at three.
Last December I went to the Operation Christmas Child warehouse in Lawrenceville with Will’s class. Turned out to be a fun evening, mostly if you’re with people you know. The work certainly isn’t hard or overwhelming.
Tuesday morning I submitted my first five BP cards, so my first $10.00 gift card is on the way.
Monday, December 06, 2010
Matthew’s Tar Heels lost their first game 31-15. One of their better players was missing, and another was bottled up and didn’t get the ball enough. The point guard could’ve shot more, too. The team they practice against also lost, by a similar score…I had thought they were about equal, or slightly better.
M had one rebound, and got off a shot from near the foul line. He was open, so it was good that he turned and shot. After a slow start, he played decent defense, with only a lapse or two near the end. He started and played the first half of all four quarters, then re-entered the game for the last minute and a half.
Friday night I took Matthew to the rivalry basketball game, Flight vs. Crown. Wasn’t much of a game…Flight won by 58, playing the entire bench. DJ had 19 and Connor 13…and 3 or 4 others were also in double figures. Will and some buddies painted their bodies for the game…I’m sure Kara, Alyssa, and Lucy were impressed.
Ceil and Anna went to a tea party at Living Science. Will and the girls should’ve gone. I ran into one of the tea party girls at NP Sunday morning, who knew some were at the game.
Cleaned upstairs Saturday until after 1:30. Didn’t watch much football, running errands during the SEC game. Saw Induction at the Picture Show. Quite an interesting movie…one of those you have to watch more than once to get it all.
At NP they always put on interesting musical productions for Christmas. Last year singers located in Buckhead, Alpharetta, and Cumming simultaneously sang parts of “The Twelve Days of Christmas” together. Yesterday ten “musicians” played Christmas songs on iPads, iPods, and iPhones. After the 9 am service Ceil kept running into people to talk to, and we wound up staying to watch the iPad songs lead off the 11 am service. By then my back hurt from all the standing.
Went to BP Sunday night, and of course they were already out of the cards. Might’ve been a weekend thing.
It won’t hurt too bad to have Werth go to the Nats.