Guys and Their Trucks

I think it is a requirement for old guys to get a big pickup truck. Rob. Sean. Shawn. Peter. Jhannio. Steve. Cam. Buck. Beau. Zane. Joe. James. Matthew. Jessie. Dillon. Caleb. Stuart. Daniel. Shane. Myron has always driven one. Coworkers Beard and Frisbee retired and got big pickups, after having never driven one before. So did Lee. I wouldn’t want to drive one of those super big full size pickups. Way too big. Even the smaller pickups get such poor gas mileage. Sure they’d be handy to have, but how often is a pickup really needed? I’d rather have a small SUV, like a Honda CRV.

Trucks I like: Toyota Tacoma, Honda Ridgeline, Ford Ranger. But that Hummer pickup is cool as well. Getting that if I win the billion dollar Powerball.

I just don’t really have the temperament to be busy busy busy. Neither does C, but she overcommits. But some people can go go go. I don’t want to drive myself crazy should I ever retire, but I want to stay productive and not just sit around on my phone all day. I plan to get plenty of sleep, work out every day and / or golf, use the sauna every day Monday-Friday, write my book, organize my finances and work on insurance claims, declutter the house, sell off my bobbleheads, sneakers, and other memorabilia, get some long needed yardwork done, go on mission trips, travel, hike in North Georgia, and take other adventures. Be more present for my family. Plenty to keep me busy.

JFBC is offering a multi-week class for how to be productive in retirement, and a few of my buddies are taking it. I HAVE ZERO INTEREST. I have so much on my list to do right now, I don’t need people giving me more things to do. Maybe after several years when I run out of things to do. Everyone coming at me with things to do. Be a deacon. Do this. Do that. Ceil already has us on two missionary care teams that I need to do more for, and the small group is a lot to do every week. Preachers preach BE STILL AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD – then everyone else at church wants you to help them with their pet project.

I don’t consider myself any smarter than anyone else. I may have graduated from Georgia Tech but I only got out by the skin of my teeth, after flunking out a couple of times and spending the rest of my time there on academic probation. I do dumb things, like post too much personal information on my blog and social media. People may think I am smart because I don’t say much, but really my mind doesn’t think quickly enough to respond. By the time I think of something to say, someone else is talking, or the topic has already changed. I may listen to a lot of books during my commute back and forth to work, but with a real book in my lap it’s a struggle to knock out a book. I may not be the smartest, but I am happy with who I am, and the life that I have lived, and am living.  

Played golf Wednesday morning. 57 degrees. Teed off at 6:40 am. I hit several long putts close, though none dropped. Lots of dew.

1. Passable 6 iron off tee. Several poor fairway shots. Poor attempts to hit out of a bunker. One decent chip.

2. Hit a nice mulligan just short of the green. One good chip out of three.

3. Hit a good tee shot that rolled up just short of the green. Two putt for par.

4. Mulligan off the tee stayed right, settling on the fringe. Could’ve / should’ve putted, but needed to work on my chipping.

5. Hit three poor tee shots. Hit three approach shots that weren’t great either.

6. My third tee shot was decent. Hit one okay fairway shot out of three. Then two poor wedge shots.

7. Hit a high hybrid off the tee that got decent distance. Okay 6 iron down the fairway, then three chips that missed the green. Two good chips. Two putt for a double bogey.

8. Hit driver, but both sailed left into the trees. One good fairway shot out of two. Two chips rolled off the back of the green. Third chip wasn’t pretty but stuck on the green. Two putt for bogey.

9. Decent hybrid off tee that stayed right. Hit two fair chips out of four. Then a nice long lag putt. “Bogey”. Finished just before 8 am.

 “We are all servants. The only question is whom we will serve.” —R. C. Sproul.

The Residence

Watched several episodes of the Netflix limited series “The Residence” starring Randall Park from Crazy Rich Asians and Fresh Off the Boat. Pretty Good.

Rusty said the new Netflix show about Jerry Jones and the Dallas Cowboys is good as well. Jim Denison lives in Dallas and is a Cowboys fan, and discusses their popularity today. I used to like the Cowboys back in the Roger Staubach days, but not a fan after the Herschel Walker trade.

Anna and her college roommates refer to themselves as “The Swoozies”. They recently traveled to Idaho together, and are planning a trip to NYC in the fall. I guess when we start traveling, Anna will help us plan. One of her gang, The Swoozies, is a travel agent. Also my friend Rob. Ceil wants to go to NYC, Italy, Malaga Spain, Austin, and Paris. I want to see Key West, Alaska, Japan, and Hawaii. Maybe visit missionaries in the Himalayan region of India, but staying at 18000 feet would be rough. 

I do have some safety concerns about traveling. England seems to be overrun with immigrants, but the Toholskys seemed to have a good time. NYC also over-run. I used to think driving cross country would be fun, but as I get older driving has become more of a chore. I would also like to go see Mount Rushmore and other national parks. The kids went and camped, but C would want a hotel, so it would be much more expensive. It would be great to see Vatican City and Machu Pichu.

This weekend coworker Sherryl and her husband are driving their daughter’s car out to her in Salt Lake City. The daughter asked they buy a bunch of alcohol in Georgia, since it is cheaper than Utah. I wondered if this would be bootlegging, similar to the old Burt Reynolds movie “Smokey and the Bandit”.

Just finished reading “In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto”, by Michael Pollan. Recommended by Matthew. Recommended by me. Kinda scientific, but I can get the picture. 

Hard taco shells – I don’t like those. They break when you take a bite, and the insides spill everywhere. Soft taco shells are better, but not much. So like you I’d rather pile everything on top of chips as well. If I don’t have chips to start, I just dip the chips into all the stuff that I have on my plate – usually rice, beans, meat, and cheese.

My current collection of black sneakers with white soles. Time to take another team photo.

1. Nike Huaraches

2. Nike Air Speed Turfs (selling)

3. Nike golf shoes

4. Nike running shoes (selling)

5. Puma RSX Emoji (selling)

6. Puma Venom (selling)

7. Cole Haans

8. Hokas

9. Ecco loafers

10. adidas golf shoes (old)

11. adidas Prophere (selling)

12. adidas SC Premeire (selling)

Google Docs. Not sure what it is. I just write everything on an email and save it as an email.

I had a slow leak in one of my tires. Got two nail holes plugged. Before the football games start. Yes I need to get back to doing a better job of following the WNBA. The Kyle Schwarber hit 4 home runs against the Braves. Phillies scored 19 runs. I hope the Braves let a position player pitch.

GEORGE SISLER  [SABR Bio] missed an entire season the year immediately following his MVP year. MVP in 1922 (as they existed then) but an eye infection cost him his entire age 30 season. He returned as an excellent player and team leader, but was never able to put up numbers matching what he had 1916-1922. He was the first player to have 200 hit seasons in both the American and National Leagues. Sisler had 200 hits in a season four times for the St. Louis Browns of the AL: 257* in 1920, 216 in 1921, 246 on 1922, and 201 in 1927. Playing for the NL’s Boston Braves in 1929, he had 205 hits. Sisler’s 257 hits in 1920 was the MLB record until Ichiro Suzuki broke it with 262 in 2004 for Seattle. Sisler’s 41 game hit streak in 1922 is the fifth best in history. It had stood as the AL record until broken by Joe DiMaggio in 1941.

“Our Lord told His disciples that love and obedience were organically united. The final test of love is obedience.” —A. W. Tozer

First Bite: Little Bear

Thursday: left work just after 4 pm. Didn’t stop at McDonalds. Got home at 457. Took C a few minutes to get ready. Left shortly after 5 pm. Took us almost an hour and a half to get downtown to Summerhill. Found a nice unpaved parking spot in a dark back alley. What could go wrong?

So I was super stressed out when I got out of the car. Little Bear is part of a very small string of shops on Georgia Avenue, just east of old Turner Field. A Publix has sprung up on one of the old Braves parking lots that the City of Atlanta used to hold so dear. I walked around, looking for Little Bear. It wasn’t where I thought it was. Across the street the sign read “Little Bar”. I crossed the street trying to find Little Bear, walking right past it twice. Finally I figured it out.

Ceil was already seated, her back to the brick wall. The more I looked at the menu, the more I wondered what language it was printed in. I’d never heard of most of the words. I think they just made up some of them. A sure case of country going to city.

Little Bear boasts 2-1/2 Michelin stars. Most everything is grown in Georgia. I think they meant the US state, and not the country.

We passed on the “XL Meat Du Jour: big hunk-o-flesh with whatever the hell we want” for $65. Passed on the “Dealer’s Choice: four course individual prix 5 menu ‘just f me up, fam!’ as they say” for $75 per person. Heard this was Romanian food, so we stuck to the menu. We ordered several dishes to share:

1. Butternut & Beet: toum, squash seed, ajika, tang cu lunchbox pepper, jalapeno, crispy okra, fetal sorrel. I took one tiny bite of what turned out to be the jalapeno, which blistered my mouth. I left the rest for Ceil.

2. Peach Onion Fritter: green tomato all flavor, xo, fig raisin, green chili mix, basil, numbing tomatillo husk spice. The actual fritters were fine. I ate two and Ceil ate the third. I tried it with the ingredients – I usually like onions, but one of the ingredients didn’t taste good, so I scraped all the extra stuff off, to eat it “plain”.

3. Pork Tenderloin: golden curry, chili agrista, eggplant, potato, peach fennel, marigold, day lily spice. Yes actual tiny little yellow marigold flowers. The pork was delicious (a little raw for my tastes, and hard to cut and chew. The potatoes were tasty. Not knowing what it was, I ate some eggplant, and it wasn’t bad.

4. Pecan Pao Chicken: tahini vin, blueberry sweet n’sour, onion, shishito, pickled cukes, pecan pao crumble, cilantro. Two crusty pieces of heavily breaded chicken, one for each of us. Crunchy, but good. Ceil noticed this dish was served on an East Fork plate.

5. For dessert we ordered the Blondies & Milk: benne seed flavor with whiskey milk for dippin’. Good. I tried dipping into the whiskey milk, but I wasn’t a fan. This was served with the hockey card of a Red Wings goalie, for some reason.

The small restroom had an old painting of Jesus, His hands clasped in prayer. Underneath a small sign read “Employee of the Month”.

The entire experience wasn’t quite as bad as I had feared. Not sure I would recommend Little Bear. Hope that I am not forced to go back. Too fancy smancy for this over the hill suburbanite.

ADRIAN BELTRE  [SABR Bio]  is the only Hall of Famer to hit for the cycle three times, on 01-Sep-2008, 24-Aug-2012, and 3-Aug-2013. Five other players have thrice hit for the cycle: Bob Meusel, Babe Herman, Trea Turner, and Christian Yelich. Beltre was known for playing without a common piece of player equipment, and it once caused him considerable pain. When asked why he didn’t wear a cup when competing, he pointed to his hands & said, “What are these for?” He has many doubters who expressed they don’t think he belongs in the Hall of Fame. He has more home runs than Stan Musial, more hits than Tony Gwynn, more RBI than Reggie Jackson, and a higher career WAR than Jimmie Fox. He has more Gold Gloves than Matt Williams; more Silver Sluggers than Manny Machado, and more Platinum Gloves than Kevin Kiermaier (who?).

Denison: why legislating morality doesn’t work.

C. S. Lewis - “You cannot make men good by law; and without good men, you cannot have a good society.”

Are You Ready For Some Football?

This weekend’s football games. TV networks are trying to flood the market with games. In addition to Saturday’s games, there are 17 college football games this Thursday, eleven on Friday, two on Sunday, and one on Monday.

0900 Thursday Nebraska vs Cincinnati

0700 Friday Kennesaw @ Wake Forest

0730 Friday Woodward Academy @ Marist

0800 Friday GT @ Colorado

1200 Texas @ Ohio State

0330 Marshall @ UGA

0330 Bama @ FSU

0430 Chattanooga @ Memphis

0600 Illinois State @ Oklahoma

0730 LSU @ Clemson

0745 Georgia State @ Ole Miss SEC Network

0830 Georgia Southern @ Fresno State

0300 Sunday Virginia Tech @ South Carolina in Atlanta

0730 Sunday Notre Dame @ Miami

0800 Monday TCU @ UNC

With the Tech game starting at 8 pm it might be tough to watch to the end, but hopefully I will. Ceil was asking about the UGA game, so I gave her all the college football storylines: Nebraska QB Dylan Raiola tonight and GT tomorrow. Then a full Saturday of (1) College GameDay, (2) Arch Manning at noon, (3) UGA at 330, and (4) Clemson at 730. Sunday is the Gamecocks followed by Miami. Monday night is Belichick’s debut at UNC.

Monday: Ceil drove down to babysit the girlies while W&MC went out on a date. Yesterday I was still tired from the weekend. I had a case of the Mondays. Worked late to catch up from being off on Friday. Ate the leftover Mexican for supper. I was asleep in bed when C got home.

Tuesday lunch was a free cheeseburger from Burger King and free fries from McDonalds. Also a McChicken. Ceil had a meeting, so I ate Mexican leftovers again. Watched more episodes of The Residence on Netflix, which is pretty good.

Wednesday: left work after 530. Picked up a BOGO at Wendys and my free drink at RaceTrac, gassed up my car, and stopped by a Goodwill. Made it to small group a few minutes early. Creme brulee was served.

Man us old guys in my small group are in bad shape. Chris had heart surgery yesterday morning, but was still able to zoom in to the meeting. David C has an upper respiratory infection, so he zoomed in as well. John H is in physical therapy to strengthen his shoulder and neck muscles that had been weakened by cancer. John R is recovering from back surgery. Our leader Dan has leukemia, and is in physical therapy for tendonitis in his heels.

Due to Dan’s illness we are all going to take turns leading and hosting, which means Ceil and I will have to clean up the house regularly. Ceil has small group on Wednesday night as well, meeting up at the church. She teaches school on Wednesdays, and she just volunteered to help out with reaching out to visitors in Sunday School. Busy busy busy.

Got home at 930 and plopped on the couch. Long day, after leaving home before 6 am to golf. Skipped the gym this morning. Got my email in box down to 8 emails – but they’re all basically personal emails and just one work email that I use as a reminder.

Tonight we’re eating at Little Bear, a small hip health food restaurant in Summerhill, across from old Turner Field. Considered one of the top restaurants in Atlanta. But look at the menu - not much stuff that I like to eat. Might have to stop off at McDonalds on the way home from work for a snack.

Denison on why our loving God allows suffering and pain: “ I am not attempting to persuade you that faith in God is easy for suffering people to choose, just that it is essential. But I can assure you that even the desire to have such faith positions us to receive God’s help in trusting him”.

GEORGE BRETT [SABR Bio] his number was retired on 14-May-1994. It was never a question of if, but when. Ken Brett, George’s older brother, played for ten franchises between 1967 & 1981. George only played for one. George was elected to the Hall of Fame with the 4th-highest voting percentage in history. Brett's vote was 98.2%, trailing only Tom Seaver, Nolan Ryan, and Ty Cobb.

ENGAGED

Denison: Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce announced: “Your English teacher and your gym teacher are getting married.” We’re learning that the proposal actually took place two weeks ago at Travis’ home. Taylor’s engagement ring is estimated to cost $550,000. A Chicago group insists a man has been living inside the city’s “Cloud Gate” (a giant sculpture popularly known as “The Bean”) for two decades and wants him to be freed.

After the long days on both Friday and Saturday, like a fool I got up early Sunday to play 9 holes before church. Then traffic was jammed downtown due to construction. Teed off at 651 am. Played better than last Wednesday. When I hit a good first shot, I rarely hit a second ball, except around the greens.

1. Decent distance on my tee shot, though it didn’t look pretty. Same with my approach. Two decent chips. Two putt for “bogey”.

2. Not much distance off the tee. One of my chips settled on the green. Two putt for bogey.

3. Worm burner rolled down the hill. Chip to the back of the green. Good lag putt. Bogey.

4. Hit two cruddy tee shots. Three cruddy chips. Three more cruddy chips. Two good lag putts. Double at best.

5. With two guys watched, I pulled my first tee shot into the woods to the left. Made great contact on my mulligan. As it was headed toward the left part of the green the ball nipped a tree branch, and fell straight down onto the fairway. Three chips, but only one was good. I am concentrating more on my putting to get ready for the EZGo tournament, so again I rolled three putts close. Bogey.

6. Hit two good hybrids off the tee. Then a good 5 iron. Three good chips onto the green. I was putting for par, but missed the long lag putts. Bogey.

7. Hit a good hybrid most of the way up the big hill. Then a good 6 iron. Then a good chip to the fringe. I had taken three swings and was putting for par. Missed three times. Bogey.

8. Climbed the hill up to the new tee box. Hit driver, and got good distance. Hit three approach shots: left and short, onto the green, and right and short. Two putt for a rare “par”.

9. Hit a good hybrid most of the way up the hill. Three poor chips, but then I hit a super tough long lag putt to just a couple of inches from the hole. “Bogey”. Finished at 7:59 am. One of my better rounds.

Back home before 9 am.  Made it to Sunday School by 10 am. Attendance = 39, including several “sent ones” and a few visitors. All afternoon Ceil cooked, and I cleaned. Laundry. Cleaned off the driveway. Made three separate trips for supplies, to Kroger, Whole Foods, and Dollar Tree. Had the Tour Championship on the TV. I thought about WNBA but was so busy that I couldn’t take time two channel surf. Plus Ceil was focused on the tourney. A&C arrived in time to watch the last couple of holes. My nephew Zane was at the tourney, and afterwards posed on the 15th tee box.

Matthew arrived about 730. Ceil fixed the burritos that A liked, plus beans, Mexican rice, homemade salsa, guacamole, peach cobbler, and homemade peach ice cream. Good stuff. Should've took pictures.

Anna opened all the presents that C had bought. A&C left at 8 pm. M gathered a few items and left at 815-830. Took us 30 minutes to clean up. Then we crashed on the couch, exhausted. I fell asleep, then went to bed at 930. A six mile, 10,000 step day. Up early to lift weights at the gym.

Monday night Ronald Acuna was wearing Ja Morant sneaker cleats.

Small group starts back tonight. This year we are studying the book of Genesis. Fifty chapters, so it will take all year.

JOE DiMAGGIO  [SABR Bio] was known as “Joltin’Joe”. He jolted 148 homers at Yankee Stadium. DiMaggio won the World Series with the Yankees in 1936, 1937, 1938, 1939, 1941, 1947, 1949, 1950, & 1951. Only Yogi won more. Joe was the first Yankee to hit two home runs in an inning. In only his 46th game, DiMaggio hit two in the 5th inning on 24-Jun-1936, off Red Evans & Ray Phelps of the CHW.

Mini Reunion

Last Friday I drove south for the funeral of a high school teammate’s mother. Well over a hundred in the service. Many good things were said about Roger Jackson’s mother. My teammates Jessie Anthony (right), Johnny Hollingshed (left), and Jerry Anderson (hat) were there. I had caught up with Jessie and Roger ten years ago at our 40th reunion but it was the first time since high school for Jerry and Johnny – both of who work several jobs, including both at Anderson’s Diner.

Johnny was a year younger than me, and is quite the character. After the service he worked the room at the repass luncheon, and several others came up to talk to him. Hollingshed told the story of having a good game against Northeast, drawing praise from the coaches, but the ire from seniors Randy Rutherford and Ray Patterson. Randy went hard against Johnny the next week at practice, resulting ina head to head collision that left Johnny dazed. Might’ve knocked him out.

That reminded me of the 9th grade practice when Greg “Bear” Williams burst through the line and hit me just after I had kicked, catching me with my right leg in the air. I fell backwards and hit head-first, knocking me out cold. When I woke up the entire team was circled around me. Johnny said the Bear had moved back into town to take care of his parents – and called Bear up right then and there, and handed me the phone! We had a nice quick chat.

After high school Roger, Jerry, Jessie, and Johnny were recruited to play football at HBCU’s. Several other teammates were as well, included Clement Troutman and Wendell Rutherford, who played at Knoxville College with Jessie and Jerry. Johnny was being recruited by Steeler receiver John Stallworth to play at his alma mater, Alabama A&M. Johnny’s mother was scared he’s get hurt, so he took an academic scholarship to Middle Tennessee State instead. Our QB Mike Jolly was there at Middle Tennessee, a second stringer behind a lesser talented QB who was the coach’s favorite.

Jessie lives in Hampton and is retired, but stays busy with a small lawn care business. His son plays tight end and defensive end. Most days Jessie shares a Christian meme on the team text chat. At jerry’s sister’s recent funeral, Jessie read from the Old Testament. Despite all Jerry had been through, he still looks good. His slow gait may be the result of knee injuries from football.

I had gone over to speak to Roger before the meal. After we ate several people gave tributes to his mother. Roger had migrated over to speak to Jessie, Johnny, Jerry, and me. I happened to be standing next to Roger when his step brother was telling a funny story from our high school days. I was laughing right along with everyone. At one point of his story, the step brother hesitated before describing a problem teacher as white. In the gathering of 60-plus people, I was the only white person in the room. Roger put his arm around me and called to his step brother: “It’s okay – he’s cool”. I considered Roger’s gesture of acceptance as a compliment.

The luncheon was catered by a young woman who had started cooking as a side business while in the army. Fried chicken, beef tips on rice, collards, macaroni & cheese, cornbread, cakes, yams, and other Southern dishes. I walked out with Jessie, and quickly left town in an effort to beat rush hour traffic through Atlanta. I was not successful.

Denison: what Cracker Barrel has done is a textbook case of how not to rebrand. Jeff Rifkin says the company’s core message is, “We don’t care about our core audience. We’re too busy trying to appeal to everyone and satisfying no one.” Despite corporate explanations, Cracker Barrel erased the quirks and history that made people love their brand and thus lost touch with what it did best. Like many churches and denominations, we can change our theology to adapt to the popularity of LGBTQ and abortion ideologies. We can jettison our culturally unpopular belief that Jesus is the only way to salvation. despite the clear teachings of Acts 4:12, 1 Cor 3:11, and John 3:18. But if we abandon the core tenets of biblical Christianity, we lose touch with what we do best: offering the gospel, the only “power of God for salvation to everyone who believes” (Romans 1:16).

Ted Turns 30

Saturday: too rainy to play golf. Did some cleaning upstairs and downstairs, as well as some laundry. Drove up 85 to Belton SC for my nephew Ted’s 30th birthday party. Ted and wife Jordan had recently renovated an old house on his parent’s acreage. Jordan furnished and decorated it from Ceil’s parent’s house. The house overlooks rolling fields.

C and I helped Rusty’s family get ready for the party. They had been working on the house the past few days. They put Ceil to work painting in the kitchen.

Joe and I drove into down to pick up a few items, allowing us to have a nice chat. He’s on staff at Newspring Church in Aiken, and recently preached a Sunday sermon.

Once the crowd gathered for the party, Rusty and Joe got busy frying fish, French fries, and hushpuppies.

There was also corn chowder and chips and cheese dip.

Jordan propped up an old boat to ice the beer in. Also lemonade and tea. Over 60 people showed up, parking out in the fields. Some arrived in ATVs. Many brought their own beer. Over 60 in attendance.

Ceil was placed in charge of the homemade peach ice cream. She had to plug the churns into outlets in the laundry room. I ferried in the ice for the churns. There was also strawberry shortcake for dessert.

Phil’s crew stayed back in Jefferson for the Middleton reunion. Corinne received a special award (below). With Rusty out of town, Phil, Zane, Beau, and Victoria won the golf tournament. Vic even contributed a couple of shots.

We didn’t leave to drive home until 9 pm, so it was after 11 pm before we got back home.

DENISON: less than 20% of Americans live in a state where the minority party has a meaningful voice in governance. A Harvard analysis found that 98-99% of Americans live in areas segregated by partisanship. Without political debate, competition, and compromise, the views and needs of America’s very disparate population are underrepresented. If Americans feel they are facing “taxation without representation,” we are back where we started when our drive for independence from England began.

Shilo Sanders ejected from the Buccaneers' preseason finale for taking a swing at the Bills TE, who had blocked him 10-15 yards down the field. Later Tampa Bay cut Shilo from the team.

Notes

Oct 17 class serves at Kennesaw St international student meeting 6 pm

Brian is reading Author John Newton's pastoral letters. He wrote Amazing Grace.

39 in Sunday School

Ruth spoke. Pray for millions to be rescued in Northern Africa. In the Koran, Mohammed cursed a man for being blind. Jesus healed the blind and forgave their sins. Pray Acts 26:18. Pray in Jesus name.

Pray for the Body of Christ: for boldness and unity. Islam has become more radicalized. Many have become disenchanted with Islam because it did not deliver the great society that it had promised. 2 Timothy God has given us a spirit not of timidity…

Pray for the spiritual battle. There are many spirits and demons in Ruth's region. Many have relatives who are possessed by demons. Prayers for deliverance are important. Pray Ephesians 6:12.

Pray for Ruth's house, that it would be a lighthouse that would attract people to Jesus. Pray for the women who are house sitting, that they would see Jesus. Isaiah 55:10-11 and Philippians 1:6

Matthew Plays the Tour Championship

 
Today Matthew was part of the Kimball House team to cook in the East Lake clubhouse during the PGA Tour Championship. Steve Martin and Alison Brown just recorded a song and video with Jackson Browne. Back in the early 1970's Martin and Browne performed on the same billing at the Troubadour in San Francisco. A few years later Martin recorded his first comedy album "Let's Get Small" at the Troubadour. 

Looks like QuikTrip has a good deal going. In a related note, Wendy's has ended thier dollar breakfast biscuit promotion.

We still haven't eaten up all the burritos that Ceil made last Saturday. 

Nike Air Huarache Run Ultra Black White. The pair I bought arrived. They're okay, just without the high tech padding I've gotten used to since Hokas came out. Not quite as substantial as the original Huaraches - a thinner neoprene sock, thinner "straps", and the sole is different. Saw a cool pair of Nikes at a thrift store today, similar to my original waffle trainers. Was quite tempting, but I resisted.  

So I guess I had these burritos at least three times in the past week. But they are so good. Come on over on Sunday night: Ceil is whipping up a fresh batch to celebrate Anna's birthday.

Ceil's sourdough.