I saw THIS on The Drudge Report this morning. Its an article about how an unusually high number of people who are on the no fly list are trying to board U.S. bound planes. Read the article for more details.
Here is my solution for protecting our friendly skies. The next time a terrorist tries to do anything on a flight, the passengers need to kill the terrorist. Let the plane land at the nearest airport, open the hatch, drop his or her lifeless corpse onto the tarmac, and then full thrusters ahead and its back to your original destination.
No sky marshal, no problem. No sitting for hours to be debriefed, no missing your next connection, and best of all...wait for it, wait for it, a dead terrorist cant hire a U.S. lawyer to sue you.
We, the people of the United States of America, either take back our friendly skies or they will be taken from us by terrorists or by our own government stripping away our freedoms one piece at a time. And in the words of a patriot who would agree I leave you with this...
"Lets Roll" Todd Beamer
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Monday, December 14, 2009
Germany jails Christians for removing kids from sex-ed class
Spoiler: Home School Parents Beware
There are some people in our wonderful nation who would like the model of America to reflect that of the European nations.
Here is a clear example of why we never want to be like the Europeans, in this case, Germans specifically.
This is why we are free people in a free land. But know that there are those out there that would love to imprison the fathers of Godly families and force their kids into sex education brain washing classes.
There are some people in our wonderful nation who would like the model of America to reflect that of the European nations.
Here is a clear example of why we never want to be like the Europeans, in this case, Germans specifically.
This is why we are free people in a free land. But know that there are those out there that would love to imprison the fathers of Godly families and force their kids into sex education brain washing classes.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Greater Things Have Yet To Come
I have been in Fort Collins, CO since Sunday evening. I have a few remaining hours here before I have to head back to Denver, catch a flight to Minneapolis, Chicago and then to Nashville.
It has been a great time visiting Vince and Kirsten Black and their cadre of champions. Most all of my expectations of Colorado weather and terrain here in Fort Collins has been wrong. The weather has been amazing and even when it was cold, it wasnt crazy cold. Its sunny here 350ish days out of the year and the winters are not what you'd expect when you think of Colorado. All in all, I am leaving with great expectations.
Vince and Kirsten have moved here to plant a church in the Old Town area of Fort Collins. What kind of church? I posed that same question to Vince right now as we sit here talking over coffee. To reference the church it would depend if you are more familiar with any of the following, an Acts 29 Church, a Missional Church, an Independent or Non-Denominational church. Thats the best way to describe the church they are planting.
The Town will hopefully be located near or in Old Town Fort Collins and the target audience are those who desire to be in community with one another and God. Simple. The Town's main focus will be on discipleship and relationship building.
I am excited about what God is doing in the lives of Vince and Kirsten and their four boys. "Greater things have yet to come. Greater things are still to be done in this city." Chris Tomlin. Such is true with The Town in Fort Collins. I cant wait to come back to see the souls God draws to a church that is serious about worship, raising Godly families, and discipleship.
It has been a great time visiting Vince and Kirsten Black and their cadre of champions. Most all of my expectations of Colorado weather and terrain here in Fort Collins has been wrong. The weather has been amazing and even when it was cold, it wasnt crazy cold. Its sunny here 350ish days out of the year and the winters are not what you'd expect when you think of Colorado. All in all, I am leaving with great expectations.
Vince and Kirsten have moved here to plant a church in the Old Town area of Fort Collins. What kind of church? I posed that same question to Vince right now as we sit here talking over coffee. To reference the church it would depend if you are more familiar with any of the following, an Acts 29 Church, a Missional Church, an Independent or Non-Denominational church. Thats the best way to describe the church they are planting.
The Town will hopefully be located near or in Old Town Fort Collins and the target audience are those who desire to be in community with one another and God. Simple. The Town's main focus will be on discipleship and relationship building.
I am excited about what God is doing in the lives of Vince and Kirsten and their four boys. "Greater things have yet to come. Greater things are still to be done in this city." Chris Tomlin. Such is true with The Town in Fort Collins. I cant wait to come back to see the souls God draws to a church that is serious about worship, raising Godly families, and discipleship.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Heroes
After writing a lengthy blog about the last two days and tomorrow, when I went to do spell check about half way through something happened and the blog was lost. So, heres the quick recap.
Today we took the boys to the land fill, Wal-Mart(No S) for Halloween costumes, then home for lunch. We ate Mexican food tonight. Vince and I and a coffee house tonight. Tomorrow Vince and I go tour the New Belgium Brewery and that is all you need to know.
Peace out, Im tired.
Major
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Scarred For Life
About a month ago Vince asked me, since I would be in Fort Collins, if I wanted to go to Boulder with him to get his annual birthday tattoo. I said sure. Then he asked me if I wanted to get one as well. I said sure. Since then I have been thinking, drawing, looking, and trying to decide what would I get as my first tattoo. Being a Creative my first tattoo had to be couched in some criteria or I would come back with a Taz Manian Devil or the Metallica logo.
My criteria was:
A. It had to have personal meaning.
B. It has to be timeless. It had to be something that I would still want to look at in 80 plus years. (Yeah, I plan on living to be about 120)
C. That I had to either design it or be involved in the process.
D. That it had to be in a place that if I needed to I could cover it up.
E. And that it wouldnt go on a part of me that will get fat.
Well, I only broke one of those criteria. I came up with the concept but I had major help designing it. I never knew that getting a tattoo could be so much fun. It didnt hurt at all. The artist, Billy The Kid at Scarred For Life, was a great artist and good guy to get to know. I would go back for more tattoos from him. Here is a pict of him working on my first tattoo.
My criteria was:
A. It had to have personal meaning.
B. It has to be timeless. It had to be something that I would still want to look at in 80 plus years. (Yeah, I plan on living to be about 120)
C. That I had to either design it or be involved in the process.
D. That it had to be in a place that if I needed to I could cover it up.
E. And that it wouldnt go on a part of me that will get fat.
Well, I only broke one of those criteria. I came up with the concept but I had major help designing it. I never knew that getting a tattoo could be so much fun. It didnt hurt at all. The artist, Billy The Kid at Scarred For Life, was a great artist and good guy to get to know. I would go back for more tattoos from him. Here is a pict of him working on my first tattoo.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Cherry Cricket, Irish Hounds, and Denver Angels
SATURDAY / SUNDAY
To start off the first leg of my Colorado trip I met up with an old friend from college, his wife and their two year old. It was good to see Jason, his home and meet his family. Props to him for letting me crash at his place.
Later that evening I went out with some friends from Nashville who happened to be in Denver for the weekend. I met them at Duffey's Cherry Cricket, a very loud bar with an amazing burger and some Odells beer. Seeking a more quiet venue where we could all talk we sought out an Irish pub. We found a quaint pub called The Irish Hound. We shared story after story of our own mishaps with animals. Everything from rabid skunks, truck loads of injured puppies to cats coming back to life.
From there the ladies, or as I called the Angels, Renee, Katie, and Sarah. They wanted to show me a very effeminate building in downtown Denver. Apparently there was a clock tower that needed to be saved and it was lit up with pink and fuchsia colors. I kept waiting for Doc and Marty to show up in a Delorean but they never showed.
By this time Katie really had to "use it." After many attempts to locate a public facility a kind security guard let us into his building to pee. He was from Ashville, North Carolina and bonded with us once he learned we were from Nashville, TN. He was quality!
By this time we were getting the munchies and went out to find a Village Inn. Much like a Denney's, except for the fact that they closed early. Renee suggested we find a Waffle House. Now, Village Inn was already north of Denver, the closest WH was even further north. Upon arriving at said WH we noticed that there was a shop for adult products right next door. We had fun with this. Especially the marquis. We didnt really have time to eat and by this time the munchies had subsided and delirium had set in, being it was 3AM. So, we decided to leave.
Sarah, the driver decided that she didnt need the navigational system (affectionately named Danny) nor did she need Major and his iPhone for directions. She was going to return me to my car all by her self. After being spot on to the general location Sarah became discouraged and accepted some "Hot" or "Cold" ques from me. She got us back to Duffeys Cherry Cricket and found my car. Fantastic job Sarah!
To end a fun night I made my way back to Jasons house. After going to bed their 300 lb Lab, Romeo, decided to come sleep with me, then he left. As I dozed off I heard him come back into the room and then I hear what I think is someone turning on a sink. Then I realize whats happening, Romeo, the huge beast that he is, is peeing all over something. Dear Lord please dont let him be peeing into my duffel bag full of clothes. As I sprang into action, turning on the lamp and looking for the swimming pool of urine I see Romeo exiting the room. Luckily he did his business at the end of the bed. I cleaned it all up. Shut my bedroom door and crawled back in bed.
To end a perfect 24 hours in Denver Jason took the fam and I out for brunch at Yaya's. It was amazing. He use to work there and Yaya's is where he met his wife. After brunch we all took naps and then I loaded my car and headed for Fort Collins, CO.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Catch or Shine?
I was visiting a friend in Colorado. His girlfriend came over with another guy and thats when I put together that he and his wife had split up and his daughter was with his wife. As they talked I ended up going outside while they visited.
There were some teenagers standing outside the house and the quarterback of a high school football team dressed out in full gear except for the helmet came running up to us and told one of the high schoolers the game play and then ran off. After listening to the play I ran after the football payer. I caught up with him and asked him what plan B was? He said the coach didn't have a plan B. I told him that he always needed to have a plan B and explained to him what that should be. He was amazed and said, "Your such a leader I cant wait to be a leader like you." As I was walking away I said, "You will be."
I started jogging back to the house down this dirt path and I came across two teenagers wrestling in the dirt. One was trying to get away from the other but the one one the ground who kept grabbing the other kid and pulling him back down kept yelling, "Catch or Shine, Catch or Shine, Catch or Shine?!!!" As I grabbed the kid who was trying to get away and pulled him away something bit me on my finger.
I looked down to see the back end of a bug sticking out of my finger. Its head had cut into my finger and was burrowing into my flesh. I grabbed the back end of the bug, which felt more like a bloated squishy back end of a spider, and pulled it out. Before I could release it the bug had turned again and burrowed into another finger on the opposite hand. When all was said and done I had lacerations on several fingers and the back of my hand was gushing blood.
I walked up to the house where I was staying and walked straight past the room where everyone was talking and into the kitchen where I could run some cold water on the wounds. My friends girlfriend saw me pass by the door with bloody hands and she came into the kitchen to help me. After we got the bleeding to stop I asked her about the two boys scuffling and the words, "Catch or Shine?"
She told me it was a game they were playing. The one on the bottom says "Catch or Shine" and continues to pull the boy to the ground until he either gets away or the one being caught can say "Shine" and the other kid gets to punch him in the eye, hence the "Shine" or "Shiner."
I love having dreams that I can remember in detail. And as I sit here and think about it I know exactly what that dream means and the imagery contained within. However, I have no idea if there's a game called Catch or Shine.
There were some teenagers standing outside the house and the quarterback of a high school football team dressed out in full gear except for the helmet came running up to us and told one of the high schoolers the game play and then ran off. After listening to the play I ran after the football payer. I caught up with him and asked him what plan B was? He said the coach didn't have a plan B. I told him that he always needed to have a plan B and explained to him what that should be. He was amazed and said, "Your such a leader I cant wait to be a leader like you." As I was walking away I said, "You will be."
I started jogging back to the house down this dirt path and I came across two teenagers wrestling in the dirt. One was trying to get away from the other but the one one the ground who kept grabbing the other kid and pulling him back down kept yelling, "Catch or Shine, Catch or Shine, Catch or Shine?!!!" As I grabbed the kid who was trying to get away and pulled him away something bit me on my finger.
I looked down to see the back end of a bug sticking out of my finger. Its head had cut into my finger and was burrowing into my flesh. I grabbed the back end of the bug, which felt more like a bloated squishy back end of a spider, and pulled it out. Before I could release it the bug had turned again and burrowed into another finger on the opposite hand. When all was said and done I had lacerations on several fingers and the back of my hand was gushing blood.
I walked up to the house where I was staying and walked straight past the room where everyone was talking and into the kitchen where I could run some cold water on the wounds. My friends girlfriend saw me pass by the door with bloody hands and she came into the kitchen to help me. After we got the bleeding to stop I asked her about the two boys scuffling and the words, "Catch or Shine?"
She told me it was a game they were playing. The one on the bottom says "Catch or Shine" and continues to pull the boy to the ground until he either gets away or the one being caught can say "Shine" and the other kid gets to punch him in the eye, hence the "Shine" or "Shiner."
I love having dreams that I can remember in detail. And as I sit here and think about it I know exactly what that dream means and the imagery contained within. However, I have no idea if there's a game called Catch or Shine.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Tattoo Idea #2
I am heading out to Colorado in a few weeks and my friend Vince and I are going to each get a tattoo. He is getting his annual tattoo and I am going for my first. Should I get an image or letters. Here is Creative Liberty in Greek. I am thinking that I will get the second version, the bottom letters, since they are a bit more masculine. Creative would go on my right inner fore arm and Liberty would go on my left inner fore arm. What say you?
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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