Good evening my friends. Just sitting here in my living room listening to my 3rd grade daughter Lizzie complain about math homework. I cant really say I blame her too much. Growing up, I was never really much on school. For the most part I have no memories to speak of before my 6th grade year. And the 7th grade... well that was the 3 worst years of my life!
But I overcame my dislike of all things intellectual and crammed a 4 year degree into 7 years and I can honestly say that I am now officially educated beyond my level of intelligence. Like many young men, I found the best part of college to be the pool table in the Community buidling! And now, I sit here with my BS Degree from the Huston Tillotson School of Law and Sheet Metal work, listening to the endless whine of homework drudgery and constant questioning of why one needs so much education anyway.
The best that I can offer to encourage the reticent offspring of my youth is that failure to apply oneself to the completion of math homework will ultimately result in a worldwide shortage of rocket scientest.
Now before you begin to ponder on why we would need a interminable supply of rocket scientest please stop to consider the invaluable inventions that we now enjoy that could only have come from such educated minds. Things such as braile on the numbers of the drive up atm.... now there is a driver you better keep your eye on! Or how about the genius who genetically engineered boneless chicken, just cant picture them flopping all over the yard.
Then of course my favorite is the guy who labeled the iron we bought... Caution... do not iron clothes while on body... DUH! And I was so hoping to save some time here! Or of course my favorite is the Braniac who invented string cheese........ is it a dairy product or what?!
Of course we all know that the greatest demand for rocket scientist today is found in the laboratories of any company that manufactures coffee pots. It takes incredible intellect to create a pot that will NOT pour a cup of coffee without also pouring water or coffee all over the bar, the floor, the cabinets and your pants. Pour it slow.... you get wet. Pour it fast... you get wet.... faster. Pour it from the side of the pot.... well.. you get the picture.! That is why most coffee pots today come with a 12 cup pot... so that you can get a good 4 cups of coffee out of it while you mop up the other 8 cups of water that escaped from the pot in the transfer!
Yes I remain cynical when it comes to the reasoning and intellectual levels of our "elite rocket scientist". As for me, I think I will stick to my degree from the school of hard knocks! So come on kids... get out there and learn something! I am going to go fix me another cup of coffee and mop the kitchen one more time tonight!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Randomness, Ronnie, and Pretty Pink Pants
Well to say it has been awhile since I blogged would be a serious mistatement of an obvious fact! Like telling a Cowboy's fan that his team did not make the superbowl... well some things are just hard to admit! But the truth is I have not written in a few months! Several reasons really, incredibly busy being a good one... but also just felt I needed to step back a little.
I sit here in my living room. The only visible light is my computer screen and the girls night light on the dresser in our living room. Jack is snoring at my feet, and Reagan and Lizzie have for some reason chosen to sleep on the two couches tonight.
Outside is the steady dripping of rain as it falls from our roof to meet the ever increasing puddles of water in our yard. Although rain is a sign of blessing I am quickly reaching the point of "abundance" in this area!
Those who know me best know that I can be quite spontaneous and often quite random in my thoughts and my actions. I have spent the last few weeks finishing up a project that occupied way too much of my time. If there is a bright side to it.... I got to really know someone... no longer an aquaintence, no longer just a fellow member of the church... now no less than a treasured friend.
Over the course of the last few weeks we have learned much about ourselves. I will do my best to share some of our discoveries! First it goes without saying that we are definitely men. We act like men, we talk like men, we think like men..... and in the many hours of blood sweat and very strong dark coffe... I am sure we smell like men! The project that we men have worked on is a cabinet project for a business here in Shreveport! Biggest cabinet project I have evern undertaken.. and I am pleased with the results for the most part.
But back to my friend.... he is faithful. Wow... when I needed someone more than I thought... he was there. And after I worked us both til we could not stand up... he came back for more. Funny how faithfulness these days is so rare! He is skilled. He brought many years of experience to this project and challenged me to a higher level of professionalism and quality. He is flawed. He has walked through more than a fair share of failures, difficulties and shame.... just like me. He is tender. On the outside he has every appearance of a seasoned UFC cage fighter... but in reality he has a heart the size of a Buick Roadmaster!
We have had our share of laughs in the shop... looking for the tape measures that are always disappearing... and the 37 pencils that walked away... and the 2 sanders, 1 staple gun, 1 finish nailer, and 1 table saw that we wore out and tore up that had to be replaced. We also got a pretty good laugh out of the pretty pink pants that Aaron Money plays football in.... yes... I said pretty pink pants... and no I did not get a picture. Things like that you just cant put in a picture.
But of all the things I have come to learn about my friend.... is this.... he is changed. When he turned his heart to God, the change was radical! He loves the Lord... and in the last few weeks I have come to love our late nights sawing and sanding, and painting... and sharing about the goodness of God. Taking turns making the black coffee... extra strong! And he has even learned to drink it like a man... not like Aaron with all of the fancy creams, and 8 teaspoons of sugar! Strong.... and black.... and hot! Ooops... sorry I digress.
Friendships are often fleeting... and many people go through life without ever really having a true friend. I am blessed to have so many that I can call friend.... and now... thank the Lord... I have another. Ronnie... you are one of a kind. Thanks for all of your help... and I could not have done it without you!
I sit here in my living room. The only visible light is my computer screen and the girls night light on the dresser in our living room. Jack is snoring at my feet, and Reagan and Lizzie have for some reason chosen to sleep on the two couches tonight.
Outside is the steady dripping of rain as it falls from our roof to meet the ever increasing puddles of water in our yard. Although rain is a sign of blessing I am quickly reaching the point of "abundance" in this area!
Those who know me best know that I can be quite spontaneous and often quite random in my thoughts and my actions. I have spent the last few weeks finishing up a project that occupied way too much of my time. If there is a bright side to it.... I got to really know someone... no longer an aquaintence, no longer just a fellow member of the church... now no less than a treasured friend.
Over the course of the last few weeks we have learned much about ourselves. I will do my best to share some of our discoveries! First it goes without saying that we are definitely men. We act like men, we talk like men, we think like men..... and in the many hours of blood sweat and very strong dark coffe... I am sure we smell like men! The project that we men have worked on is a cabinet project for a business here in Shreveport! Biggest cabinet project I have evern undertaken.. and I am pleased with the results for the most part.
But back to my friend.... he is faithful. Wow... when I needed someone more than I thought... he was there. And after I worked us both til we could not stand up... he came back for more. Funny how faithfulness these days is so rare! He is skilled. He brought many years of experience to this project and challenged me to a higher level of professionalism and quality. He is flawed. He has walked through more than a fair share of failures, difficulties and shame.... just like me. He is tender. On the outside he has every appearance of a seasoned UFC cage fighter... but in reality he has a heart the size of a Buick Roadmaster!
We have had our share of laughs in the shop... looking for the tape measures that are always disappearing... and the 37 pencils that walked away... and the 2 sanders, 1 staple gun, 1 finish nailer, and 1 table saw that we wore out and tore up that had to be replaced. We also got a pretty good laugh out of the pretty pink pants that Aaron Money plays football in.... yes... I said pretty pink pants... and no I did not get a picture. Things like that you just cant put in a picture.
But of all the things I have come to learn about my friend.... is this.... he is changed. When he turned his heart to God, the change was radical! He loves the Lord... and in the last few weeks I have come to love our late nights sawing and sanding, and painting... and sharing about the goodness of God. Taking turns making the black coffee... extra strong! And he has even learned to drink it like a man... not like Aaron with all of the fancy creams, and 8 teaspoons of sugar! Strong.... and black.... and hot! Ooops... sorry I digress.
Friendships are often fleeting... and many people go through life without ever really having a true friend. I am blessed to have so many that I can call friend.... and now... thank the Lord... I have another. Ronnie... you are one of a kind. Thanks for all of your help... and I could not have done it without you!
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