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June 18 MICRO-BLOG
Twitter me this Twitter me that!
I suppose I could have joined TWITTER to keep everyone better informed during my absences from blog writing. But then I am not yet into the Twittersphere. Nope! My life doesn’t have to be twitterriffic to be happy and I don’t have to be concerned about being a tweatard, tweat-cast, or even have to retweet from my computer because I did not have proper twitterquette. I don’t even feel left out because I don’t have a twibe. However, I’m typing and sounding a bit like Tweaty Bird.
Micro-Blog Have we come to a point in society where we have to share trivial and mundane text based quotes from our daily lives to friends, family, or even everyone in Tweedy World? “I’m watching Sportscenter.” (Even ESPN shares the Tweet of the day.) “I’m eating at Taco Bell.” “Now I‘m gastronomical.” Sing, sweet bird, I kneen nat where thou art!" That last nine word tweet (quote) was from one of the most celebrated incidences of flatulence humor in English literature, The Miller’s Tale by Geoffrey Chaucer. So does this kind of yipity-yap make for a fantastic twit (popular Twitter website)? I kind of understand the appeal for someone to follow Celebrifeeds. But do I really want to know what the Ryan Seacrest snippets are from his day. Not to mention Ellen is not going to reply to my, “Hey Ellen! What ya’ doin’?” Maybe, I would get hooked, if I joined the Twitter nation? But what if I too became a Twitter whore waking up in the middle of the night to check my Blackberry next to my bed. Is it any wonder why people can’t sleep. It’s just becoming a Gadgemetronical hyper-world for someone with there gazillion geekin’ dotcom generation friends trying to satisfy their gemscape (mind). Now don’t become a MadTwitter on me if you are a TwitterFan because I can see how basic updates can be meaningful to family members, friends, and even colleagues. Maybe life would be simpler if we shared in six words or less. Earnest Hemingway was once challenged to tell a story in only six words and he had the reply, “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” Blog Quest Six Word Twitters On your mark, get set, go.God helped me find my way. Shoulda’ Coulda’ Still Can do. I’ve tried before I’ll try again. Take as much time as needed. Less we speak more we learn. I’m still making coffee for one. I’m proof that anyone can blog. Right person for the right time. Do more: Say Less: More Done. Gossip will bite you from behind. Sure shootin’ Jesus isn’t missing. Everyone needs hugs from friends. Road less traveled has traffic jams. Brain designed to hear Godly heart. Life lessons makes us soul survivors. I love Jesus and double cheeseburgers. Kissing ass produces dirty brown noses. Technology has made our world smaller. God removes dysfunctional to be functional. Slow learner: Still Learning: Remaining Teachable. There I twittered some thoughts right here on MSN Spaces. I once had a college professor who only gave essay exams and as students we were given the choice to pick one out of three questions and explain our answers in 100 words or less. Not as easy as we might think. OK…Lets tweet ahead shall we… “I’m kind of hungry.” “Eating a bowl of Banana Nut Cheerios.” “Whose tried new Banana Nut Cheerios?” “I’m now having a second bowl of cereal.” “La de freaking da!!!”
For some reason I’m still losing weight. Maybe it is just because I’m getting older and losing muscle? In becoming a wimp I’d better become a better fighter with the war of words. My MACHO has even changed into a Male Acting Childish Hormonal and Obnoxious. Just the other day my son walked by and pinched me right behind my arm. Oooouch!!! After whining a bit I went into retaliation mode. Gadzooks!!! My son just stuck out one of his big paws, placed it upon my head and stopped me right away in my quick shuffling tracks. Then he just scoffed at me, “Pfft! Whatever dad.” I guess I shouldn’t feel too bad because when we were at the University of Missouri football camp the lady who runs the athletic department said, “Oh! We got a big one here! Look at the size of those feet!” Seeing how my son’s measurements were 6/4 and 265 pounds I can see why she made that statement. Last year at this time he was 6/3 and 245 pounds. Three more years of high school and we shall see where he ends up for college? By the way, I sat next to a couple who drove up from Dallas/Fort Worth, Texas and have been invited to many camps with their son. Their son already has offers from Texas A.M., Baylor, and the Air Force Academy and will be a high school senior. They told me the in’s and out’s of the invites and what camps to go to and not to go to for JR. They were impressed with JR’s workouts and said we should move to Texas and that he would be starting at their son’s high school. Junior was a little tight and nervous in the first session but then loosened up, had fun, learned a lot, and excelled to the fullest of his abilities. His sisters were impressed while lil’ grandbaby Charlee walked around in the grass like a drunken sailor eating white clover. Life Lessons Over the last month I really have missed chronicling some details of my life, with of coarse a little sprinkling of something to hopefully make us all laugh, and sometimes maybe leading into some more deeper heart-felt feelings. It really is a benefit to live in the 21st century. Cereal Restaurant And on the 8,643,983,348th day the Lord said, “Let there be a cereal bar and café." Why didn’t one of us think of “Cereality.” Going to a cereal bar and mixing different boxes of cereal, adding toppings, and then package it up in a Chinese food style container to be eaten with a sippin’ spoon-straw with as much milk as we like. They even offer unlimited soy milk for lactoids (people who are lactose intolerant). Talk about speaking to our inner child. I betcha’ if Sigmund Freud was still around he would Twitter about pajama clad employees and friends saddling up onto a bar stool to set around an island eating various mixed up child-like cereal concoctions not only for breakfast, but for lunch, dinner, or a late night snack. If we had a Cereal Café here in Branson I’d sneak some of those pop-rocks (little exploding candies) into my friends cereal containers and of coarse snicker as they spewed out their cereal in surprise. Baba Ganoush My youngest daughter (Emma) turned 21 years of age last weekend and for all her hard work in college I decided to fly her boyfriend (Mike) in from New York. That was the big surprise I had to wait and share publicly. She didn’t even have a clue and told me it was her best birthday present ever. They both had a wonderful time while he was here and I also planned it out with her boss so that she had the weekend off from work while Mike was here visiting. On Saturday evening, I took everyone (oldest daughter Jad-e-poo, Chad the Man, lil’ Charlee, birthday girl Emster-Doodle, Sir Mike-a-lot, my son J.R. the human eating machine) to a relatively new Mediterranean restaurant called the Bleu Olive. I’m kind of a food critic and good food along with good service can be a rare find with the peek of tourism during the summer season in Branson. But we had excellent food and service. So much so, I even made a comment on the TripAdvisor web site. It has been awhile since I had an excellent piece of slow roasted lamb shank, along with perfectly spiced hummus, red pepper feta spread, cucumber tastiki, roasted eggplant baba ganoush., and olive tapenede served with char grilled pita bread. With Mike being from New York and having ate in some of the finest restaurants he was even impressed with the décor, the food, and especially the prices compared to the Big Apple. Side note: Did you know that Minneapolis, Minnesota has the nickname "The Mini-Apple". My son and I are invited to New York next year and I will make sure to have at least one dinner at the world famous Peter Luger Steakhouse. Surely my son and I will tackle one of those porterhouse steaks which comes from one of the most prized cuts of beef. Ssssssssizzzzzzlllllle!!!!! Alrighty…I shall “Twitter” off with this Blog Quest Tweet of the day… “Don’t wait for your ship to come in if you haven’t sent one.” Dot.gone…Greg
June 10 Stay Cool You Crazy Cats
Some of you have been wondering where I have been? Most of you know that I was up in Minnesota for a few weeks. Now that I’m back home in Branson my house seems busier with Emma home from college. This of coarse means my oldest daughter Jade is in and out more and my granddaughter Charlee who follows me everywhere. Yep…She certainly loves her Gampa…Wink! Actually, I’m babysitting right now as I type. She is down for her afternoon nap while my girls went out for a late lunch and to shop for a Fathers Day gift. “ They are such good girls!” Of coarse before they left I rounded up my Cabelas and Bass Pro Shops home and cabin catalogues…Hint! Hint! My home has also been recently dismantled for some remodeling. Furniture moved, painting being done, carpets being cleaned along with some stretching. I make a good supervisor and have hired some quality workmanship. Hopefully all will be back to somewhat of a normal routine by next week? Then I will more likely be able plug-in to my laptop. We also have a great big surprise planned for someone this weekend. I’ll clue you all in next week on the details. I certainly miss visiting with ya’ll. In the meantime…Stay cool you crazy cats. Greg
May 27 REAL MEN WEAR PINK
All seems in a bit of a disarray while I am still hanging out in Minnesota. My son J.R. has flown from Minneapolis to Oregon to visit his mother for nine days. My youngest daughter has arrived in Branson from college during our departure from the Ozarks. I’ll remain up here in this northern state named by the Native American Lakota Sioux for it numerous sky-tinted waters until my son’s return flight to the Twin Cities. Even my morning cup of coffee has changed. My favorite Starbuck’s blend has been replaced with some Wolfgang Puck estate grown Vienna Private Reserve. But this gourmet coffee change is quite tasty. Memorial Day weekend was spent at various racetracks with family and friends. The Mark Noble race team turned his racecar paint scheme into “Real Men Wear Pink” over the holiday weekend. Chris Brown, a fan and lifelong friend of Mark’s, asked him earlier this year if he would run a pink graphic racecar to raise charity for cancer research in memory of his girlfriend Jolene Skroch. Jolene discovered that she had breast cancer in 2007 and battled the disease for three years before losing her battle on Jan. 22, 2008 at the age of 32.
Special t-shirts were made and completely sold out before the weekend race schedule was completed along with “koozie” can coolers. Brown's six-person team raised nearly $24,000 a year ago and this year their goal was to double that amount with this particular racing charity event. Minnesota is still a bit chilly to my liking. But my son and I will be able to return back home next week, and I will ask my daughters to join me in the warm sunshine while my son works his butt off in football camp. Summertime takes many of us away from our computers. So everyone travel safe, hug your loved ones often, and you all be well…Greg A salute and a thank you from my heart to all who have served for the freedom for others.
April 26 WE FOUND EACH OTHER
I’m looking for my friends… I’m looking for you! Look what we found... We found each other. Friends!
8:00 AM 04/26/09 Photo via BlackBerry
As I sat out on my back deck this morning with my reliable partner, a cup of Starbucks Breakfast Blend it was rather pleasant to be able to set down, relax, and finally find some time to write. I’ll admit the warm sunshine has drawn me outside more and I am already sporting a farmers tan. It certainly does an aching body some good. More of my time has also been busy being a “gamp-pa.” That’s what my little granddaughter now calls me. We are quite a pair the two of us. We now spend quite a few days together. She follows me everywhere like a little munchkin shadow when I am not her own personal recliner to watch PBS Kids. Sesame Street seems to be one of her favorite shows and I have to admit I kind of like Sid the Science Kid too. That show has a catchy little tune that seems to replay in my head from time to time and Charlee likes me to sing the lyrics to her.
PBS Kids
As a matter of fact, as I type out this part of this entry, she is taking a “nappy” in my bed with a triple pillow wall surrounding her. Don’t fret fellow mom’s and dad’s I have my baby monitor right beside me for when she awakens. One evening last week, Charlee’s mommy and my oldest daughter Jade, had a meeting to attend up in Springfield and Charlee’s daddy, Sir Chadwick, was on a business trip up in Kansas City. So when bedtime rolled around for Spunky Monkey (Charlee) she started rubbing her eyes and wanting to have snuggly-woo with me while I was watching the Travel Channel. After viewing fifteen minutes of my bedtime television and thinking little Charlee was down for the night, she suddenly pops up, with her eyes still shut, does a flip flop around, and decides it’s time to sleep with her footsies in my face. What’s up with that? When mommy Jade arrived it was already late night and with Chad out of town my daughter was quick to grab a pair of my pajama bottoms and was ready to spend the night at her daddy’s house. I was already prepared and knew my daughter would want to stay with me and my son J.R. and I had a bed ready for them with some nice clean fresh smelling sheets. The next morning my son and I peeked in on them in their bedroom to see if they wanted some pancakes before I took my son and the neighbor kids to school. Here was my daughter sleeping only on a small sliver of the bed, right on the edge, and there was Charlee all sprawled out in the middle of a queen sized bed with one foot positioned to keep her mama off to the side so that she wouldn’t take any of her huge amount of sleeping space. Looks like I may just need to make a Charlee bedroom in my house for those sleepovers so then she can have her own space to sleep. NOTE: Come on by sometime I will make you some of my very special strawberry, banana, and applesauce batter pancakes. Gearing Up for Summer We are already gearing up for summer here in our Ozark Mountains and are currently in the midst of our Missouri Wine Festival at Chateau on the Lake Resort featuring Missouri wines. I did not realize that our “Show Me” state has over 80 wineries. There are also exhibitors here who are artisan cheese makers, chocolatiers, and a whole assortment of various gourmet food exhibitors. Al Roker, the NBC Today Show, was here last week at the Branson Landing and Convention Center to kick off Branson's Great American Pie Show - Taste of Home Cooking. Now who doesn’t like homemade pie? I could go for a piece of Uncle Mike’s Berry-Apple-Strawberry-Rhubarb Pie or Dawn Moore’s Dreamy Creamy Peanut Butter Pie. Now that is serious eating! Speaking of NBC (MSNBC), I was kind of hoping Keith Olberman would come along with Al to Branson because then I would give everyone a “Countdown” by saving democracy and throwing him into the river with my right arm of diplomacy. But not near the Lake Taneycomo Bridge because this baseball nerd has been known to burn down a few bridges. Looks like I just threw in a political comment for my “World’s Worst” just shut the hell up. Did you know that Olberman briefly dated conservative talk show host Laura Ingraham. Hmmm…Opposites really do attract. That would be like me hooking up with Amy Winehouse. Not! In just a few short weeks my youngest daughter, Emster-Doodle-n-Cheese, will be home for the summer from college. It’s hard to believe she will already have three years of college completed. It now seems like a long time ago when she was following me around everywhere as a happy go lucky little toddler. Good thing I have Charlee around. In just little over a month Emilee will be turning 21 years old. She is usually stressed to the max, to always achieve those grades of excellence, to be the top of her class, and remain on that Dean’s List. My son, Greg Jr. (we all call him J.R.) 2009 football season basically starts on June 1st. Actually, high school football is now a year round high school sport. He decided not to participate on the track and field team this spring. He was throwing the shot put and discus but decided he would rather work individually in the weight room after school with the offensive and defensive football line coach who is also the schools athletic director. During the first weekend in June. J.R. will be traveling to work out with some of the University of Missouri coaching staff and players. Home Sweet Home My oldest daughter, Jade, who I am admiring for being an excellent mother, has been very busy getting her families new home decorated. She is quite a Martha Stewart refinishing furniture, shopping for deals, and making their place a “Home Sweet Home.” She has been contemplating on how to complete her college education with her current busy schedule. She is also very intelligent like her sister and has been drawn for years to health care and wellness.
By the way, did you know that when Martha was reporting to her parole officer for mandatory urine tests her pee was always found to be drug-free and to be a lovely yellow saffron? Wasn't it interesting that stripes were fashionable while she was in Federal Prison. Be It Ever So Humble
Did you hear about the guy who wanted to travel all around the world in search of what he thought he needed and wanted for himself only to realize later on in life it is all right there at home. That's me.
Things will happen that may try to change us, but we all start and end with our family. Thank you for checking in on my little family at this blog house.
Peace and Love my blog buds…Greg
April 09 COME TO MEAre we burdened? Have we been broken? Feeling weary way too often? Do we need to find some sort of peace? This 21st century almost seems to complex and worrisome. Is there really an answer to all this suffering? We can’t or should not run and hide. But how do we simply try to understand all that is going on, keep the faith, and find some hope? What do we need to do for a breakthrough? Constantly I remind myself, “Keep it simple.” When I have trouble understanding I simplify. It makes things more clear for me. It is like interpreting the less clear with what is more clear for me. Think about it this way, humility (being humble) gives us a better understanding of certainty. Where is there always certainty? In God’s Words. By simply unfolding His Words gives us the understanding, the discernment, and the comprehension to remove our burdens, heal our brokenness, give us strength, and find peace. If any of us have burdens weighing us down, making us feel weary, with brokenness all around. If you feel led to click on the embedded link below? Let me encourage you to find a quiet place, turn up your speakers, better yet put on your earphones, close your eyes, and let Him come to you and give you rest in His peace.
Father God every Word You give is a miracle Word. Your Words Shine and let us ordinary people see Your meaning. When we turn to You, kindness and love comes from You to each of us personally through Your Son Jesus. Thank you Father God. Father God, guide our steps even when they may be slow. Rescue us from the heartache and the problems of this world that come our way. You can show all of us the right way. In Jesus name we pray. Amen This day may Blog Quest bring God’s best to you …Greg
Come to me, you weary one. Come to me, you burdened one. And I will give you joy, I will give you joy. Come to me, you burdened one. And I will give you joy, I will give you joy. You will rise like eagles, and my joy shall be your strength. Take me upon you. I will give you joy. Come to me I have been waiting for you here. He has been waiting for you here. Come. Come to Him. Come and find your peace. Come and find your rest. Come and find your joy. He is waiting here for you. He is waiting here for you with open arms. To hold you, to embrace your heart, to love you. He is waiting here (x2) Come to Me ~ Kari Jobe
March 30 I’LL SHOW YOU MINEComputer Workspace Week I was once a guy who was “always on the go.” I was highly competitive, always had multiple tasks that needed completion, numerous deadlines to meet, and I had even gotten to the point of having no idea what it was like to relax. I just kept going and going until I became so stretched to the limit that I finally overloaded and crashed.
Today, I find it interesting that I have no choice but to live life in a more patient manner. It’s as if I needed to be slowed down to understand life more correctly from the inside out. My fulfillment in life comes from creativeness and divergent thought. In reflection, at least I have never felt like Johann Sebastian Bach, "Without my morning coffee, I'm just like a dried up piece of roast goat." No matter how I have lived my life my home environment has always been very important to me. I’m blessed to have a nice place to live. Over the last few years my new home is finally getting to be comfy and cozy. I guess it could also be termed my workspace. I have been inspired by more revelation than any other time in my life in this home. Sometimes it makes me very curious of the indefinite time yet to come.
Computer technology is so awesome. It was not that long ago that we were all using big bulky desktop computers, with cables and wires running everywhere, and only dial-up internet service providers. Nowadays we have an array of laptop options, different degrees of connectivity, and Smartphone’s that have the memory and processing power of a small computer into a mobile handset. Simply amazing!
I still have a desktop computer but exclusively use my laptop. Therefore my workspace moves around to different areas in my home.
I definitely don’t like clutter and try to stay relatively organized. But I have to admit, there are times that I will have piles of books stacked up around me. Especially when I park my butt at my dining room table. Fortunately, most of the time it is just my laptop, a notepad, a few pens, and my two favorite books.
Dining Room Kitchen Counter
Living Room
Leather Chair
Nighttime
Childhood Desk
Bedroom Chair
There you have it from my man cave. Another year from my little smile house in this great big world where we share together being workspace whiz’s.
Everyone be well and travel safe…Greg
"There is unexpected beauty hidden everywhere in this world — one just has to be open to seeing it. Remember that the next time you sneeze on your monitor." — Nathan Walton.
March 16 Uff Da ChroniclesAh…Ahh…Ahhh…AHCHOO!!!
If you sneeze on Monday, you sneeze for danger; Sneeze on Tuesday, kiss a stranger; Sneeze on Wednesday, sneeze for a letter; Sneeze on Thursday, something better. Sneeze on Friday, sneeze for sorrow; Sneeze on Saturday, joy for tomorrow. Here’s the cold hard facts. I was feeling pretty confident over a week ago that I was going to survive the onslaught from that cold and flu bug that was going around attacking my family and friends. Along with my various nutritional supplements I wash my hands regularly, always have hand sanitizer nearby, and avoid touching my eyes, nose or mouth. But NOOOOO!!! Unfortunately, it was just over a week ago with what began just as a slightly scratchy throat developed into some serious head congestion, dizziness, lack of energy, and some serious head pounding. Uff da!!! After numerous days of trying various cold medications my oldest daughter showed up at my home with some Emergen-C (energy boosting packets of a of vitamin C and B mineral complexes) and some Kyolic (aged garlic extract). Voila! I am now on the road to recovery. I called her this morning and said thank you for being such a good daughter. My girls bless me big. I couldn’t believe how worried my girls became three weeks ago when I had some dental surgery. They were constantly calling and checking in on dear old dad. I probably should forewarn you all to not mess with me because you will have to deal with them. Not to mention my son the bodyguard. Dental Anxiety
Anyone want to know what the six most frightening words in the world are to me? "The Dentist will see you now." Maybe some of you can relate? Arggh!!! Just thinking about the dreaded “ D’’ Word” makes my heart rate increase and hands tremble. Uff Da!!! Now that I almost have the cost for my son’s braces paid for it’s finally my turn to visit the dentist. Before these cold symptoms showed up I had root canal done and a wisdom tooth removal is next. Just maybe a little orthodontic touch up too if the price is right. Patient: "It must be tough spending all day with your hands in someone’s mouth.” Dentist: "I just think of it as having my hands in their wallet." As we grow older you know it really is important for us to have more teeth than our grandbabies. Maybe you saw that disturbing report about “Mountain Dew Mouth” in the population of the young and the old around the Appalachian Mountains of Kentucky and West Virginia. Uff da!!! Therefore, I really shouldn’t complain. I have an excellent dentist. He is personable, kind, compassionate, and even gives me a little extra nitrous oxide. But sometimes I do wonder if he was just being extra nice since his son was always chasing my daughters around in high school? Moon River After a recent dental appointment while driving past the Andy Williams Moon River Theatre located here in Branson made me even more thankful that I have been going to the dentist rather than having to go see Dr. Ben Dover. Shouldn’t the Greek meaning for Proctologist be, “Pain in the Ass.” I’ll just stop sharing right there with the “wise cracks” since throughout the ages proctologists have been the “butt” of so many jokes. Sure I understand that us men have it a lot easier than woman when it comes to medical checkups and not having to put our feet in those stirrups. But imagine a doctor using his index finger like he’s trying to get a quarter back out of a pay phone. Uff da!!! I just realized some even more frightening words, “I’m going to push on your prostate and you are going to feel like you are going to pee.”
My thoughts, “Whatever Doc! I felt like I was going to pee when you started putting on the glove.” Why does Doc “B” always has the nerve to say, “I’ll see ya’ in six months!” My thoughts, “Yeah right! I now feel violated and I’ll see ya’ in court!” It’s unfortunate that some people find that going to the dentist (doctor) and getting to know God as synonymous. Many people have bought into the false stereotype that a visit to God’s office is not a fun place to go with just a bunch of finger pointers. Over the last five years I’ve learned that for me to share about God most of the time I have to either laugh at myself or find something to laugh about instead of being someone who is always tromping around yelling about sin and judgment. I guess some could say that’s not my calling. I agree there are times we need to be reverent, know the signs of our time, and we definitely should not think we have a free hall pass (we are currently living in the dispensation of God’s grace) to do whatever we want.But let’s face it, today there are enough prima donna (a vain or undisciplined person who finds it difficult to work under anyone’s direction) religious or liberal people who take themselves way too seriously. It is very unfortunate because I believe we are living in a time when issues are taken too seriously while God is being taken too lightly. Besides, I learned a long time ago that if you enter into an argument with someone like that it will usually go nowhere and you definitely don’t want to try to have fun with them because they will totally freak out and put on that face that looks like they just sucked on a lemon. Uff da!!! Wally World Life My little granddaughter (who by the way had her first birthday last week) likes to suck on lemon slices. Then she scrunches up her little face. I have to admit she sure looks hilarious and it always makes my daughter belly laugh. Day’s before her birthday party lil’ Charlee and I went with my daughter to Wal-Mart to do some shopping for her party. In this part of our country, for a lot of people, going to Wal-Mart is like going to the mall. Yes, I sometimes shop at Wally World and for some reason always seem to come across situations that strike me as funny. Especially, when our weather warms up. No, you’ll definitely won’t see me in an old faded out Dale Earnhardt NASCAR t-shirt with a pair of cut-offs made from double-knit pants. Please don’t think that I am rude but I find it funny when I see some woman shopping in the Sam’s Store who really shouldn’t be wearing tube tops. Especially when they are too old for that short skirt and platform flip-flops. Why are their legs unshaven and why do thet have a darker five o’clock shadow than me? Wait a minute! That was a flashback to when I lived in Portland, Oregon. If I see a smile and a wink, a banjo will start playing in my head and I will head for an alternate shopping aisle. Because of their low prices and supplies for so many of our needs Wal-Mart is now like the melting pot store for most of America. We currently have 79 Wally Worlds in Missouri, the state of Texas has the most locations with 259, and Arkansas is the world headquarters. So what’s that say about the Bible Belt (the Southern United States) with Texas being the belt buckle? It makes it easier to get married by a preacher who looks like Elvis. “Hey There Pretty Mama!” But not those ladies in the automotive department stuffing their bras with different sized funnels trying to look like Madonna.
Maybe Wal-Mart should also start thinking about offering an education program to better inform some of their customers. Especially for those who think that Campho-Phenique is a miracle drug, Preparation H is an anti-wrinkle cream (does that work), and Jack Daniels is not one of the most influential people in the world. Human Humor Factory Humor is really good for us because it heightens all our other passions. That’s why we are drawn to funny stuff. It’s like an universal language. Actually, as I type I am watching clips of America’s clown, Red Skelton, on public broadcasting. Way too often we forget that God has all our emotions covered and humor is one of them.
Actually, if we read and study scripture carefully, there is wit, humor, and our goofiness is recorded throughout the Bible.
I encourage all of us to stop, look, and laugh at some scripture in the Bible. More importantly, God gave us a sense of humor to open our hearts more joyfully to Him. Spring is upon us and we will be heading outdoors more. You all be well and enjoy the warming temperatures and bright sunshine. Ladies keep your tube tops pulled up and us men will do the same with backside of our pants. When life gives you lemons squirt them in the eyes of your enemies. Greg
Happy First Birthday Princess Charlee
February 14 21PLUS29I like to kick, Stretch, annnnnnd Kick!IIIIII’m 50! Fifty Years Old!
This Weeks Official Blog Quest Cheerleader How many of you remember those comedy skits done by Molly Shannon about that character Sally O’Malley on Saturday Night Live? I have to admit I cannot move as fast or am as flexible as lil’ Ms. Molly. Certainly I will never pull up the waste band of my sweat pants as high as Sally O’Malley. Daddy (me) doesn’t want to sing tenor don‘t ya’ know.
Yes, it’s official, it is my half century birthday. My invitation to AARP has arrived in my mailbox too. It’s all good because age really doesn’t matter unless you are cheese or wine.
Nope! I’m not making a big deal out of this day in my personal history. Instead of thinking about all kinds of 50th birthday ideas I’ve been mostly talking about a stimulus package. Wait! That doesn’t sound appropriate. I probably should say I‘ve been talking about, “Our Economic Stimulus Package.” I must also confess, since being divorced, getting lucky for me is just being able to find my car in the parking lot after shopping.
21 With 29 Years of Experience
Now just in case any of you Blog Quest buddies start thinking, “Whatever! Greg is getting freaking ancient!” Remember older is still usually wiser. Take note of the ages and experience of that crew from U.S. Airways flight 1549 that made that successful emergency landing in the Hudson River. Four crew members, all in their fifties and a first officer who is 49 years old. No fatalities. HU-RAH!!!
Fabio Turning 50 Fabio Lanzoni did not fair as well when he was hit by a goose while riding the Apollo’s Chariot roller coaster at the Busch Gardens in Williamsburg, Virginia. Thunk! Splat! Blood everywhere. Fortunately, it only took one stitch to repair the open wound he had on his nose. He called that a miracle.
By the way, Fabio turns 50 on March 15, 2009. He’s still feeling spunky too. Just over a year ago he won a “slap fight” against George Clooney in a Beverly Hills Restaurant. Now that George is also almost 50 years old he really needs to toughen up. Rumor has it that during this little fracas with Fabio he asked for a “tap-out” when his hair started to get messed up.
Does anyone know what happened to that goose after running into Fabio‘s big honker?
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I’m embracing being 50 years old because it is more like a rite of passage. Each day is what truly counts and I have thousands of days still to come, thousands of days to discover, enjoy, learn from, and share. I also don’t have a problem with calling a night out just an evening of sitting out on my patio. Not to mention it’s a pretty good time to just allow my mind to wander. Just as long as my mind remembers to come back.
A Few Valentines Day Thoughts
Sometimes we need to step back to get a proper perspective because from a distance even a bumpy road will appear smooth.
Grudges are like poison. The only antidote is to let them go and when we mess up let’s fess up.
Physical attraction is nice but shared values and a sense of humor are the real keys to lasting love.
Thank you for coming by Blog Quest and celebrating my 50th birthday with me. Your visits continually encourage me to write down some of my thoughts. In a way blogging helps us make better sense of our lives, keeps us grounded in what is true, and understand why crap sometimes happens. Again, Thank you.
Happy Valentines Day…Greg
I wish you all could come visit and enjoy our gentle hillsides here in the Ozark wilderness. Celebrating tonight with my family enjoying some hickory smoked prime rib or smoked trout in a beautiful rustic lodge, made out of native materials, and seated by a huge stone fireplace at Big Cedar Lodge. January 30 JALAPENO MADNESS
Good day, how do you do? Good day, how are you? I’m fine and I hope you are too!
Super Bowl Sunday 43 As many of us anticipate this weekend's 43'rd Super Bowl let’s think about today’s athletes of the National Football League. They really are quite amazing. Twenty years ago, it was very rare to find a football player who weighed in near 300 pounds. Today, more than 500 NFL players are listed with a weight above 300 pounds. In 2002, Aaron Gibson signed a contract with the Dallas Cowboys with the distinction of becoming the NFL's first 410-pound player. These professional athletes really do give a new meaning to super size and double XL. Because at the dinner table triple and quadruple XL are now commonplace too.You know what that means? There are ladies who love these big guys. They become their wives and give birth to babies where two nurses are needed to hold 'em and one nurse to slap 'em…"Oh brrr mamma he’s a double XL!" One thing is for sure is that these future big babies are going to grow up and not be able to find a man dress that fits. (Maybe a huge light weight tent will work.) The Dorcus Collection
Men’s House Dresses That reminds me, I need to purchase some new shoes for my son. He has just grown out of his size 15 athletic shoes. We don’t find anything over a size twelve at the local sporting goods store. Fortunately, we can special order size sixteen shoes at Footlocker or Eastbay online. Unfortunately, as his feet continue to grow our selection of shoe choices are dwindling.
The Incredible Bulk Do you want to know what he had for lunch today? Two one pound hamburgers (93% lean). He may need a new nickname like “Pork Chop,” maybe “The Incredible Bulk,” or my favorite, “The Refrigerator.” When Junior, was younger he liked to run himself into our refrigerator. Now as a fifteen year old high school freshman, dreaming of being a college football prospect, he likes running into people like a bulldozer as an offensive tackle. Anyone want to donate to his grocery bill? Right now I have both chicken and beef cooking for this oversized two legged carnivore.
Super Bowl-Super Food
During this year's Super Bowl, it is estimated that 30 million pounds of food will be consumed across the United States. One glorious day of splurging on chips, dips, plenty of other finger foods, and various beverages. What a day for an abundance of party grub. Super Bowl Sunday is like a smorgasbord laid out from a tailgating cookbook.
When it comes to sports day food I don’t need any vegan or organic foods. Give me the zing of homemade brat (summer sausage) from the State of Wisconsin. Nope! I don’t need my German sausage in a bun creation marinated in garlic, chili powder, cilantro, or with a squeeze of lime. Just boil those precious little pig parts, wrapped in an intestine, in some beer and then throw them on the grill. Writing about this gives me a craving for some hot German potato salad too.
Super Bowl Sunday…Is about sodium, sugar, and saturated fat don’t you know.
Super Bowl Sunday…Is a day when health food should make one sick. Besides as we get older we should not always eat just health food. Why? Because we need all the preservatives we can get.
Jalapeño Madness
Chili dogs, Chile Fries, Chili Fritos, Chili Nachos…All topped with plenty of Nacho Rings (jalapeños). Speaking of jalapeños let's not forget those precious Jalapeño Poppers (Texas Torpedoes), stuffed with cream cheese, breaded, and deep fried.
How about some ABT’s? Atomic Buffalo Turds are also cheese stuffed jalapeños, but they are wrapped and cooked on the grill.
ABT Recipe: Jalapeño P Take the peppers, cut the off the stems and split them into halves. Now rinse out any remaining seeds from the inside of the pepper with cold water and place them on a paper towel to dry. Remember, when coring the peppers - the amount of membrane we leave inside the pepper will determine how hot these little turds will be.
Take the bacon and slightly brown the slices in a pan. Place the bacon on a paper towel and let them cool. Now your buffalo turds are ready for broiling. Keep a close eye on them while broiling and when they are done what a treat, “Buffalo Turds on the Half Shell.” Come on over and give these a try American author and writer, Mr. Anthony Bourdain. No Reservations! How about a "Throw Down" Bobby Flay? Maybe I need a Food Network show?
Life is Like a Jar of Jalapeños
I remember back when I had a jalapeño eating contest with my buddy Mike in a Mexican restaurant along side the Columbia River in Vancouver, Washington. Let me tell you, “Life isn’t always like a box of chocolates. Sometimes it's more like a jar of jalapeños. What you do today just might burn your arse’ tomorrow.
In passing (hint), let's all remember to respect those who will be hanging out around us while devouring super foods on Super Sunday. If we slip up (one slips out) remember to take the blame and don’t blame the family pet. I know...I know this entry is starting to stink.
As for packing on a few extra pounds during this year's Super Bowl I surely won’t be eating any carrot sticks with yogurt dip. But to burn off some of those extra calories I will stand up and cheer when my favorite Super Bowl team gets a first down and even do my own little touchdown dance when they score.
GO CARDINALS!
Enjoy the game on Sunday and be a good sport.
Gregster
One of My Favorite Super Bowl Commercials
By the way, I don’t always eat unhealthy. I just have those certain splurge day’s for those special occasions. Besides my oldest daughter is always pushing organic fruits, vegetables, and healthy supplements. They really are essential for good health. However, after she visits I find out afterwards that some of my chocolate chip cookies or famous chocolate bars are missing. Just as we choose what foods we are going to eat to be physically healthy and strong, it is also up to us to choose which spiritual foods we are going to eat to be spiritually healthy and strong.
In God’s system we are all created equal and we all start out with the same measure of faith. Our belief system is therefore the result of our spiritual diet revealing our body of faith.
There is an old saying that explains, "If we take care of the little things, the big things will take care of themselves."
If we want to do well there are some basic disciplines in our life, that is if we do them, can make a huge difference. The Word of God is spiritual food and faith comes by hearing (meditating) on the Word of God.
Last year some of us became “Real Good Company” in reading together the chronological life of Jesus intertwined through the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John.
It’s time to get back to the basics, individually and as a nation...Faithfulness, Gentleness, Goodness, Joy, Kindness, Love, Patience, Peace, and Self Control. If we do these traits from Him...He (God) guarantees change for the better. Amen
Coming Soon! New MSN Space…CLICK HERE January 09 RESOLVE 2 EVOLVE
I resolve... I resolve to...uh... I resolve to… uh, get my, er... To get a better attitude about the changes at MSN Spaces. Did you all receive some wonderful Christmas gifts? Did anyone receive a Grip N Flip? How about a new best friend the Ultimate Chopper? Maybe a Shamwow? “It’s a shammie, it’s a towel, it’s a sponge! Wow! Shamwow!” That fast talking television salesman Vince can really promote those “As Seen On TV” products or even get a bit annoying. Bath Blizzard If my children were still little tikes I would have purchased them one of those Bath Blizzards. Maybe I should still purchase one of those bathtub bubble makers? It would make for a clean grandkid. Especially after I feed her, the spunky little monkey, one of her favorite treats, peanut butter sandwich, no crust, cut up in teeny weenie pieces. She will even share with you too. As for my gifts, I have to admit that I was a bit disappointed that nobody surprised me with the Bathroom Maid Toilet Paper Holder for a Christmas present?
Who Needs a Snuggie?
While visiting Minnesota over the Holiday’s I’m telling you I could have used one of those so-called ultra soft thick luxurious fleece “Snuggie” blankets. Maybe you have seen that commercial too? A blanket with built in arms. Last month was my first Christmas visit to Minnesota in over twenty years and I’ve returned home with a new found respect for those hearty Northerners and the way they truck around in the cold and snow. But for me while up in the Great White North it was an almost two week battle in just trying to stay warm.
My laptop did travel with me too but unfortunately I left my notebook plug-in AC power cord here in Missouri. Therefore, my battery did not last more than a few hours. Of coarse time was spent with a lot of family visiting and I even found some time to catch up on some reading.
Battle of the Bulge
I also came across a couple of interesting facts while I have been away from Blog Quest.
First factoid, in 1985, the most popular waist size for men's pants was a size 32. In 2003, it was a size 36. That’s a bad thing. Right? Some of us are well aware that some of us men like to sport our guts around as if they are a trophy of diligence of Man vs. Food.
I remember back in the early-90’s when I was cleaning out my closet and tried to fit into a pair old pair of Roffe ski pants from my snow skiing days in the 80’s while living in Utah. My mind was telling me that they would still certainly fit but my butt and gut proved there we not going back into those black stretch pants without a fight. After a persistent struggle realization set in that I was no longer a young fit ski bum. Fortunately, I have thinned back out over the years and my mother was actually concerned that I was not eating enough over these Holiday’s.
Gut Busters
Did you know that there are now actually undergarments for men like those Spanx undergarments that woman can wear to keep certain body parts under wraps. Apparently, us guys can now have that six pack abs look even after finishing those numerous feasts. But what’s a guy supposed to say when he takes off that garment of falsehood for another? Imagine the horror. A woman running her hands over some guys stomach, touching what feels like rippling muscles, only to later discover it’s stomach fraud.
One would think that money would probably be better spent on a Tony Little Gazelle or a Brenda DeGraf Cardio Twister? Let’s not be fooled, there really is no such thing as “Abs Made Easy.”
Apparently, I’ve been gone way too long because this entry is sounding like blogging infomercial mayhem. By the way, how many of you think Billy Mays has the darkest hair and beard on television?
We Must…
We Must…
We Must…
Increase Our Bust
The second factoid I read that was associated with growing men’s waist sizes was that in 1991 the average bra size in the United States was a 34B. Today, it’s a 36C. Is that a bad thing? I guess it depends who you are asking? I wonder if this survey took into consideration the possibility of skewed results due to today’s popularity of breast augmentation surgeries? Is California above average? You know…Governor Schwarzenegger has been quoted to say that the only time someone sees natural breasts in his state is at Thanksgiving dinner table. But then again, surely some men deem this medical breakthrough to be undeniable proof that there is a God.
Wyoming’s Large Teats
It has even been said that the Grand Tetons, two large mountains located in Wyoming, were named by some French Trappers calling those two peaks, “Large Teats.”
If that’s true that is some interesting judgment by those French pioneers who were probably out on the trail way too long. That additional little factoid makes me wonder more about why Mark Twain said, “A Frenchmen's home is where another man's wife is."
As the French say, “C'est la fin des haricots!” In other words, "Good grief! Let's put an end to this silliness.” Besides... I’m going to go with what most historians claim in how those mountains were named in Wyoming after the Native American Teton Sioux.
Pretty Mean Sisters
I do have another question? I understand some aspects of the Woman’s Liberation Movement back in the 60’s and 70’s in pursuing job equality, removing gender stereotyping, and putting an end to sexist oppression. I’m all for “You Go Girl.” But why was bra burning considered symbol of liberation? I for one would not want to get on the bad side of that radical bra-less group of woman called WITCH (Woman’s International Terrorist Conspiracy From Hell). That’s a whole bunch of we want to be set free PMS (Pretty Mean Sisters).
Moving Forward With a Grateful Heart
Another calendar year has been completed, 2008 is behind us, and I’m sure we can agree that 2008 was a turbulent year for many with a lot of trials and change.
I actually have more poop to chronicle but my 10 month old granddaughter is hanging out with me today and now she is looking at me from her playtime blankie with a red face and grunting. You know what that means? Yep! Poopie diaper! “You go little girl…Poop-oop-a-loop and you will then feel liberated." In 2009 lets take the time to stand still and experience more of God’s presence.
If we do 2009 will be fine…
Greg
December 06 THE WRITE STUFF
What’s New With Windows Live? Lot’s!!! You Finally, we are all back (I think?) since the MicroSoft Network started dilly-dallying with Windows Live. Again! But then that’s nothing new around this time of year. Since I began my web space here at MSN every once in awhile they seem to like to sneak in and move our furniture around and even redo with a little paint. Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes Change is nothing new. We the people and the world around us is constantly changing and at times we will even resist some sort of change. But we usually seem to adapt and learn from new processes and adjustments. I’ll admit I became a little frustrated when the Microsoft gods didn’t give us an adequate heads up and moved from gradual change along with some drastic changes with their network. For whatever reason, this past week I could not even get into my email account for almost two days. What’s unfortunate is that some Windows Live bloggers always seem to fall by the wayside when these upgrade changes take place.
Time May Change Us
But Time Can’t Change God
While we are sharing about “change” and with all the situations that we have going on worldwide I am reminded that the Chinese word for crisis (weiji) is made up of two characters, “danger” and “opportunity.” So as we move forward with our lives and our opinions to solve our struggles with the hot topic of change we need to understand the difference between gradual change versus drastic change, and that God NEVER changes. That’s just a little nugget from me to you for us to maybe discuss at a later date?
Happy Blogiversary
I read that the general consensus for the emergence of blogging started somewhere around 1997. Now here we are over ten years later and millions of us have our own personal online web spaces.
Blogging has really become another aspect of our everyday lives. Our blogs are even an extension of ourselves where we get to share aspects of our life, thoughts, and interests with the rest of our world.
Fortunately for us, blogs are now easy (usually) and are no longer just for a computer geek NWAL (pronounced know all) - Nerd’s Without a Life. But isn’t it interesting that the Microsoft Word spell checker still flags the words Blog and blogging against its dictionary and attempts to suggest similar sequenced letters for replacement words.
Blog Quest
Bloc Quest
Blot Quest
Blob Quest
Blow Quest
As I started typing my hodge-podge of thoughts, three years ago on November 30, 2005, Blog Quest just as well could have been named, “Greg ‘Unmarried.” because of very little deep thinking. It’s been said that we forget 80 percent of what we learn everyday. I do realize that some of us can have photographic memories. But for some of us, like me, there are days that we can still feel like we don’t have any film in the camera. Actually, getting lost in thought and writing it down into words was very unfamiliar territory for me when I started blogging. Sometimes my mind will still go…“Ummm…Why was I saying that?” As some of you have witnessed in my more recent sharing there are still times I should be under the WPP, Witless Protection Program.
Why Blog?
Now that video and audio blogs are becoming more popular with the web world and Windows Live is becoming more live, call me old fashioned, but I feel strongly that writing is still and should be one of the best outlets for us to share.
The “Write” Stuff
School teachers for years have encouraged us to frequently write in journals. That’s because when we take the time to write we open up more windows to our soul which reveals our innermost workings of why we think, act, and behave the way we do. We must always remain teachable and open up to understand our feelings. But that does not mean that we should share absolutely everything on a public forum. There are certain situations, thoughts, and feelings that we don’t have to and probably should not share with everyone. For instance, I have a notepad that is, “Just Between Me and God.”
Just Between Me and You
With all the silliness I have been sharing of late doesn’t mean that I have not had some serious subjects written down on my notepads with some spiritual insights that have almost made it to a Blog Quest entry only to be filed away for later time. Sometimes it’s important for us not to post all of our writings immediately so that we can purge through our words a few times, maybe search our hearts a bit more, or even share them with trusted family and friends to clarify our words better before we decide to post them for public discussion and scrutiny.
For those of us who come together on a regular basis know that I do not share to just have a "Bible Believers Blog" and I don’t live my life in just a "Bible Believers Bubble." That is because the more topics we share together the more likely for us to come across some common ground between our lives. Many of us who have already been sharing together on a regular basis have found similarities.
Common Ground
Our web spaces are an excellent opportunity to meet new faces where it can seem like we are time traveling in an instant to share glimpses of our place in this world, contemplate, and hopefully discuss topics as intelligent adults. No matter who we are we all have interests, needs, and unfortunately we will go through some trials and have some troubles. However, we will not communicate with someone very long or even think about developing a friendship with someone unless together we establish some common ground. Just so we know, our English word “communication” comes from the Latin word “communis” which means “common.”
Effective Communication Skills
As our world has grown and our communication technology advances so will philosophical religious doctrine. Bible scripture doesn’t always go along with cultural norms, different global faiths, and this is nothing new. There is also the concept that all religions lead to God. If we study the primary world faiths, their origins and how they developed, we can understand that there truly is a difference. Not just the Bible, university studies, also reveal that each religion will have a different God or even multiple gods.
When Jesus walked upon this earth He never deterred to proclaim His Father’s Word. This is very important: But Jesus always paid very close attention and even changed how He spoke about the truth depending on who He was speaking to. I’ll admit, some Christians (I’m learning) have to learn how to share depending with whom they are communicating. That’s why there are people who won’t have anything to do with God because we (Christians) sometimes don’t know how to always communicate with people like Jesus did (does). However, as I have told some of my personal friends, it is unfair to judge God or even hold a grudge towards God because of some bad experiences where Godly people do some ungodly things.
Hipster Preachers
We know the saying that we should never talk about politics, religion, or sex. Hmmm… What are we going to talk about then? Well, personally I think the church needs to talk about those three subjects more openly, with Godly intelligence of coarse, and not with religious legalism. Maybe it is time for more Hipster Preachers?
We can all talk about scripture even when it goes against ideals or global faith. But it must always be done with open ears, understanding, and compassion. One thing for sure is that none of us know everything. As our relationships continue to grow and our circle of friends increase our horizons will be broadened and our faith will grow. This may sound a bit silly, but I have this vision of having a lot more friends in heaven someday just because of blogging.
With the Sirus Holiday Pops currently playing online from my XM Radio site it makes me think about all of us at Blog Quest kind of like a Mincemeat Pie filled with rich and exotic spices representing those treasures that those three wise men brought to Jesus after He was born.
New Yorker in Arkansas
Did you hear about the wise businessman from New York who was driving through Arkansas on his way home from Dallas, Texas to get home for Christmas?
Well, he had to make a pit stop at a small local store in Arkansas and noticed that there were three wise men out front who were dressed-up like firefighters. While inside, the man from New York asks the clerk about those three guys. Get it? Afar…A fire! Now that’s a dumb pastor joke right there but something you just might see and hear in Arkansas.
Silly joke I know and here I am just living a few miles, as a crow flies, from the Arkansas state border, currently listening to Christmas Pops, and typing jokes in a redneck dialect. Go figure (I do not understand this)! Maybe I’m feeling a bit discombobulated from these MSN changes.
Now that many of us have had our fill of turkey after Thanksgiving let’s remember that red meat is not bad for you. However, fuzzy green meat IS bad for you.
Everyone bundle up and stay warm. I think I will go do my penguin dance now? Waddle...Waddle...Flap...Flap...
Peace be with you this Christmas season,
Greg
I'm hoping to visit some of your spaces real soon and thank you for all your votes at Spaces Hall of Fame. My winning “Thought Provoking” statement is that, “2009 Will Be Fine.”
November 18 DANCING WITH A STAR
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Tuesday’s Topics: 1. What star you would like to dance with? 2. What really makes you nervous? 3. What musical instrument would you like to play? 4. What is your favorite comfort food? 5. What is your favorite movie from the 80's?
My answers: What star would I like to dance with? Hmmm...How about Bruce Willis. What really makes me nervous? Just thinking about dancing with Bruce Willis.
Seriously…If I could have any choice for a dance partner and they were not married, I would like to dance with Patricia Heaton. Marg Helgenberger too. Even Shania Twain, she’s single again, and I think I have a better middle name than “Mutt” her ex-husband. Back to reality…
Triple-Treat
What musical instrument do I wish I could play?
A guitar and I am currently researching the best beginner acoustic guitars before I make a purchase. However, I will never look into purchasing an Esteban hat or puffy sleeved shirt on ebay.
What is your favorite comfort food?
PMS - A Flyer (a slice) of Pepperoni, Mushrooms and Sausage. When I visit family in Minnesota I always have to make sure to a visit Billoti’s Italian Village.
I’ve also ordered pizza from Chicago, Lou Malanti's, and had it delivered to my home here in Branson. I still need to order a pizza from New York City.
By the way…
Some men believe…
Survey says:
6% of men polled believe PMS is contagious, 12% said PMS is not real and it’s all in a woman’s head, 21% believe PMS is inherited, 33% believe there is no cure for PMS, and 42% claim men can experience their own version of PMS. Then we wonder why woman think we are stupid.
What do you call a man with an IQ of 50? ...Gifted. What is my favorite movie from the 80’s?
1980
I'm Alright (Theme From 'Caddyshack') Lyrics by Kenny Loggins Just the other day my son asked me to do my Carl Spackler imitation:
“What an incredible Cinderella story, this unknown comes outta’ no where to lead the pack, at Augusta. He's on his final hole, he's about 455 yards away - he's gonna hit about a two-iron I think. Oh he got all of that one! The crowd is standing on its feet here, the normally reserved Augusta crowd - going wild - for this young Cinderella, he's come outta no where, he's got about 350 yards left, he's gonna’ hit about a five-iron, don't you think? He's got a beautiful backswing - that's - Oh he got all of that one! He's gotta’ be pleased with that, the crowd is just on its feet here, uh - He's the Cinderella boy, uh - tears in his eyes I guess as he lines up this last shot, he's got about 195 yards left, he's got about a - its looks like he's got about an eight-iron. This crowd has gone deathly silent, the Cinderella story, outta’ no where, a former greens keeper now - about to become the Masters champion. It looks like a mirac - It's in the Hole!”
May we read your answers to Greg NOTE: From the Spaces Hall of Fame Just want to make sure you know that Blog Quest has been nominated at The Spaces Hall of Fame. Voting begins today and ends Nov 27, 2008. Best wishes, SHOF November 11 GOO GOO GA GA
oOOOPS!!! mY CAPSLOCK KEY IS ON? “Come on people now, smile on your brother, everybody get together, try to love one another right now.” Let’s Talk Turkey America still has a lot of work to do in our world’s future. But how encouraging to see how far we have come in the last fifty years. Trick or Treat How was your Halloween weekend? Did everyone get to do a few tricks and have plenty of treats? Many of you did a wonderful job creating your own Halloween décor for your MSN Spaces. Did some of you have fog machines and spooky sound effects by your computers while working on your sites? Hopefully, none of you keep up a web motif all year round or jot down lifestyle notes from all those horror flicks. Halloween night was pretty mellow around our home. My son had all his Halloween fun the previous weekend at a sleepover at a friends house out by Table Rock Lake. They also traveled up to Springfield to a sponsored haunted house exhibit. Who Goes There? Where my home is located we never get knocks at our front door for candy treats. That was until this year. Around 9:00 pm I was getting ready to call it a night and I hear our doorbell ring. From down the hall, the house began to shake as I heard my son jump to his feet and exclaimed, “I’ll get the door dad.” Of coarse I had to go see what the hub-bub was all about. Before I could round the corner to our foyer I heard in unison harmonious young girl voices, “Hi JR, Trick or Treat! What ya’ll doing? Are you tired? Want to hang out with us?” I thought to myself, “Geesh! He has like his own cheerleading squad. When did this all come about?” Goo Goo Ga Ga Remember when we were all young and goo-goo-ga-ga over some classmate? Maybe we don’t want to remember? Maybe we do want to remember? Maybe we can’t remember? That reminds me, I’ve been taking some ginkgo biloba. But I forgot what it was suppose to do for me Ozark Mountain Christmas Show for Canadians
The weather here has turned quite a bit colder for us this past week. I even slept in my thermal underwear the last few nights. Now there is a mental picture I probably should not be sharing with you all. Maybe one of you need to send me a pair of Jumpin’ Jammerz for Christmas? Size XL will work, maybe with a hoodie, but for sure in camouflage print. I'll probably need that drop seat back too. We should all get ourselves a pair then we can turn down our heating thermostat's in our homes and save money. How about we all meet up in Las Vegas and have a Jumpin’ Jammerz convention? Now that would be a sight! Crime Scene Investigation
When Party Animals’ Attack Grissom: Well, Freud said that the only unusual sexual behavior was not to have any at all. After that, it was only a matter of opportunity and preference. Some people obviously prefer the feel of fur to the texture of human skin. Greg: Bud is starting to look like a pretty bad cat. Brass: What do we do... put out an A.P.B. on Tom and Jerry? Catherine: I like a hairy chest, but that doesn't mean I'm going to go bop a six-foot weasel. Wolf: What's the password? Catherine: E-I-E-I-O Yep, some things just need to stay in Vegas and we should all question a tall trick or treater who is dressed up like a hedgehog, similar to Sonic of Sega. Karaoke Around here many of us are now looking for warmer places to hang out. Karaoke and piano bars are very popular in Branson with so many entertainer wannabes’ roaming the streets. Recently, I thought about going down to the “Wok & Roll” and listen to some locals have a shot at a their dream. Unfortunately, I found out they were closed. Rumor has it that on Halloween night over 6000 ants broke into the restaurant dressed up as white rice and stole all the food. Believe it or not! Joke-e-oke It’s probably better for me to stay out of Karaoke bars. I’m really not the greatest singer. What if someone actually asked me to sing? What would sing? “Eye of the Tiger” from the first Rocky movie? Certainly, that would clear out a place faster than 6000 ants. I’d probably be better off trying my stage presence with Jok-e-oke at the Chuckle-Barn? I do have another quick question. When I go out of my house at night and stand in line somewhere with others, does that count as a date? Horror Flicks During the month of October I get pretty tired of all the horror flicks on television. I have never been a big fan of horror films. I guess it’s because I can’t look past the characters lack of good common sense. For instance, when it appears that you have killed a monster, don’t poke it with a stick to see if it is still alive. I would re-load and shoot it again. And why would anyone want to hang out with a friend who continually manifests uncharacteristic behaviors along with increased hairiness. That’s two reasons I stay out the state of Arkansas. I think they fool around with DNA technology down there and in Tennessee too! Just kidding! Spiritual Warfare Supernatural body guards (God's angels) battling with the fallen angels (ghosts) under Satan's command is actually too huge of a topic for discussion here at Blog Quest. "Let’s become experts in correct discernment of all things especially in what is right and what is wrong, what is good and what is bad, what is truth and what is fiction, and prefer the right, the good, and the truth.” I know I am having my spurts of sharing and visiting on MSN Spaces. But that doesn’t mean that you are not on my heart. I’m being more diligent in scheduling my time on a mission to finish up some projects when I can. One major goal is to finish a book I am writing, “Still Standing.” Greg I actually like Funkytown and have even danced like a robot. Fortunately, it was just once.
October 23 GOLDEN OLDIES
I’m back!!! What a difference 10 days can make. I’m feeling 75% better from the yuks. Make that 85% better today. I even quit drinking coffee during my hiatus. Can you believe it! Many of you know how much I loved my coffee. So today when I met up with my oldest daughter, Jade, and granddaughter Charlee, at Books-a-Million, I ordered myself an apple spice chai tea latté instead of that usual quad espresso shot white chocolate mocha. Little Charlee sat on my lap and kept tipping her head back, smiling, and flashing her big baby blue eyes at me. I knew what she was thinking, “ I'm buttering up GP (me, grandpa) for a drink out of his sippy cup.” Growing Older Hey! I have to give you all a big thank you for all your thoughts and prayers while I was on the mend. Over the last eight years when I’ve struggled with health concerns I’ve become even more determined to live a long life. Actually, we should all expect to live a long life because during the 20th century our average life expectancy rose by almost thirty years. We certainly are blessed with continual medical breakthroughs and better health care. Fifty years ago, with a serious spinal cord injury, the chance for survival or the possibility for long life were very doubtful. Look at how many of you who visit Blog Quest are cancer survivors too. Golden Years Last weekend my parents celebrated their Golden Wedding Anniversary. Wow! Fifty years really is a testament to a marriage. There was also a couple who attended my parents celebration that just had their seventh wedding anniversary. My son and I arrived in Minnesota on Friday evening right about the same time that my youngest daughter, Emilee, and her boyfriend Michael arrived from South Bend, Indiana. This was my first meeting with Mike. I must say I was very impressed by his personality, intelligence, and even his sense of humor. Most of all, I was thankful to see he had a good heart. He grew up in Long Island, New York, schooled by Catholic nuns (who he said disciplined with metal rulers) but he fit right in with everyone because his dad is from northern Minnesota. Explore Jell-O My sister did an absolute excellent job in preparing and organizing my parents gala event. Therefore she appreciated the gift I gave her for all her hard work that I missed out on. Over 100 people showed up for the shindig and everyone enjoyed visiting, reminiscing, and sharing their own personal views on just about everything. It was like hearing some of Garrison Keillor written stories from Prairie Home Companion. Greg Jr., me, mom, dad, Emma, & Mike There was one thing that was a little disappointing. The food table had no Jell-O salad in one of those old copper molds. In Minnesota they will add anything to Jell-O don‘t ya‘ know. Yep you haven’t lived until you’ve tried Chicken Salad Supreme Jell-O. For instance, Italians take everything out of their fridge at the end of the week to make a pizza pie. Whereas Minnesotans take everything out of the fridge and add it to Jell-O. Uff-da!!! Here’s the recipe if you are brave enough to give it a try... 1 sm. pkg. (4 oz.) orange Jello
Instructions: Dissolve gelatin in boiling water. Stir in cold water and yogurt. Chill until slightly thickened. Fold in remaining ingredients into thickened Jello. Pour into 4 cup mold. Chill until firm. Jell-O Shots It wouldn’t surprise me if Jell-O shots (cubes or cups of Jell-O containing some sort of liquor) originated in Minnesota. Add some liquor to Jell-O and the next thing you know there goes Ole and Lena running around naked through the snow. Of coarse if any Californians come for a visit they are told that only vegetarian gelatin or agar-agar (a vegetarian alternative to gelatin made with seaweed or red algae) is used in the experimentation of producing different flavored Jell-O shot recipes. On Saturday evening some of my old high school buddies were throwing their own 50th birthday bash at a local sports bar. You know what? It’s kind of hard to recognize some of your old classmates when you haven’t seen some of them in thirty years. I have to be honest, some of my classmates looked like my old teachers. However, one thing they could still do like many Minnesotans’… Drink lot’s of beer. There was not one beer keg for the party, but three, and everyone was walking around with not small 12 ounce beer glasses but 24 ounce beer steins. Uff da!!! Stripper Man Emilee and Mike tagged along with me and we all had some good laughs with all the old stories being shared. Fortunately, they did not follow me over to this one particular table that I had moseyed over to say hello. After the usual small talk the conversation became a little embarrassing when some of the ladies asked if I was a stripper man? “Excuse me!” Was my reply as I was totally caught off-guard and then my face turned red with embarrassment. However, I quickly realized it was three or four (maybe more) of those tall glasses of beer talking. With a quick glance over everyone sitting at this table I realized that I had three overweight, oversized, filled to the brim with beer husbands now giving me the squinty eye look. Yikes! You all need to understand that Minnesotans’ can be a rough crowd. For instance, when voting in gubernatorial elections, Minnesotans’ pick candidates based on their ability to beat the crap out of neighboring governors. So quickly my reply to the ladies was, “Surely, nobody would ever want to see a fifty year old man on a stripper pole? Especially me!” It was then that the chorus lines to the song “Gimme Three Steps” by Lynard Skynard went through my mind… Won’t you give me three steps. Gimme three steps mister, Gimme three steps towards the door? Gimme three steps mister, And you’ll never see me no more!
I was about ready to get out of the loud bar atmosphere anyway and it was a perfect time to leave the bar scene and get back out into that crisp, cool, clean fall Minnesota evening breath of fresh air. As we drove past Silver Lake with the moon shimmering light on the lakes dark surface I thought about that loveable dancing bear, "From the land of sky-blue waters... Hamm's, the beer refreshing, Hamm's, the beer refreshing?" From the Land of Sky Blue Waters
Since I was asked to be a male stripper, did any of you see the article recently about the man suing a strip club in Pompano Beach, Florida. Apparently during a pole dance a stripper got so carried away that her shoe flew off struck a ceiling mirror and the shoe and a small piece of mirror struck a patron. Fortunately, the man only received a small cut above his eyebrow. The man is suing for nosebleeds and headaches. Say what? Why I found this story so humorous and the reason I think he will not win his case is he knew what he was in for when he walked into a place by choice named “Booby Trap.” Hello! As the words imply, booby trap, a device designed to lure a victim. There’s your sign fella’. Besides men in strip clubs are looking for the wrong kind of love in the wrong place. G.K. Chesterton say’s, “Every man who knocks on the door of a brothel is looking for God.”
Legal Beagle
If you are a moralist I’m not intentionally trying to step on anyone’s toes with what I am sharing because it’s the reality of life. However, one thing we need to realize is that preaching legalism is not always going to solve some of our world's problems. For some they are just a bunch of rules they currently cannot live up to. Here in the Ozarks we have plenty of legal beagle's preaching and there are also plenty of rule hounds always on the prowl hunting for violators.
This week I am finishing up my year long study of the blending of the gospels in chronological order. By bringing together these narratives in a complete story of Jesus’ life here on earth. It is just like walking in His footsteps while He was in a human form. I highly recommend this journey if you are truly interested in knowing Jesus more personally.
Today, we still have some of the same problems in some churches as those who don’t want to have anything to do with God. Sure there is a time and place for discipline and correction, but those who need to know God are not going to come to Him by being crucified by a bunch of don’t do this and don’t do that.
To solve some of our problems in this world I would preach, eat more meat, take naps when necessary, occasionally listen to some good classic rock and roll, and if you are married bring home plenty of flowers, chocolate, and definitely take the time to dance together and even throw in a few bubble baths. Seriously! Those are some rules we should live by eh! Religious legalism doesn’t have to be a bad thing.
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There are also psychological underpinnings why we act, crave, desire, and decide to do the things that we do. For example, comfort foods are not solely because we are hungry because many times we are just fulfilling cravings that were formed at an earlier age. For example, some men may crave a big juicy steak whereas some women may crave a box of chocolates.
On the lighter side, this type of information may be helpful for some of us guys who may be interested again in starting a serious relationship. How? Well on the first date don’t go to an exquisite formal dining restaurant with those minute meals with tiny individual servings. Instead find a good steak house that serves up one of those USDA prime cut porterhouse slabs for two. Why? If she is a woman who only eats salad and is embarrassed to pig-out on some meat in front of you she probably is not the right woman. When it comes to a good steak or some serious barbecued ribs we can never bite off more than we can chew.
I should probably add this side note too if you are a football fan. Never date a girl or a guy who thinks the players uniforms are nice outfits. Enough said right there.
Trunk Monkey
Us guys are a long way from perfect too. There are times we need to put down that television remote and talk. And not just during a 30 or 60 second commercial breaks because some of us can even get distracted with a pretty girl selling stuff, a truck with big wheels, or even a monkey. Some of my favorite television commercials are the ones with the “Trunk Monkey.” You can see I once had an attention deficit problem.
Enjoy!
You can probably tell I haven’t been writing for awhile with my wide array of ramblings. I guess we can sum up everything I just shared in these few words, “A wise monkey knows what they should and should not monkey around with.” More importantly, “A monkey should never monkey around with another monkeys monkey.”
I know…I’m kind of writing like a Dip Van Winkle. But as I get back into the groove I’m still with you all in just trying to find simple answers to complex questions with Godly wisdom. That’s where true good change comes from…Right within us. Besides, understanding the answers from God is more satisfying than anything this world has to offer. So lets just keep talking to God and when you hear from Him we won’t let anyone tell us that we are schizophrenic.
It is so good to be back in the fold with my dear internet friends. Thank you for visiting and sharing and if you are still reading at this point you probably need to go get some sort of nourishment. Love ya…Greg
PS - Did you know that yoga is for posers.
Many of you have been asking how my son JR is doing after his concussion. The rest of the season has been injury free other than a few bumps and bruises. Actually, I’ll take that back. In his game last week he took a knee to the groin and came off the field holding his junk. My daughter Jade said, “Oh poor Junie!” I heard the coaches tell him to quit grabbing himself so the crowd wouldn’t know what happened. I have to admit his funny walk off the field made it difficult for me to keep a straight face. Anyway, he shook it off to get back on the field for the next defensive series and played a good game. The Tigers are still undefeated at 7-0...Woohoo!!!
Here is Junior being a poser for his football picture with his mean face.
JR - Freshman - OT/DT - 6’4” 249 lbs. Junior takes on a middle linebacker in last weeks win
October 15 I'M STILL STANDING
I apologize that I have been missing in action recently around MSN Spaces. Unfortunately, over the last few weeks that wrinkle between my eyebrows has deepened because for whatever reason my constant battle with nerve pain since my SCI (spinal cord injury) has intensified. To top things off a pneumonia type virus has knocked me down for almost two weeks. I am one not to complain because I know so many more people whose difficulties and battles are so much more arduous than mine. Over the years I’ve been prescribed almost every type of pain medication that is available. But none have ever completely taken away that prickly, cold, hot, sharp edge feeling of pain. It literally has been a thorn in my flesh. I’m not against medications. But I’m also not into false induced euphoric feelings trying to cover up a problem. Not to mention all the other various side effects. I may not be the smartest guy in the world but I like to think I have good horse sense (sound practical judgment) cherishing a clear mind and a healthy heart that keeps me from being oppressed. All will be well and I’m still standing. I appreciate those of you who have already sent me messages of concern. I know who the number two blogger is and it is a toss up between all of you who are a part of number one. Greg
PS - Politics along with an unstable economy sure can reveal what’s not good, what is really bad, and definitely what is ugly in this world. With all this political bashing going on I come to a point where I can’t get aroused over either candidate, I think I might also have “electile” dysfunction. Let’s not get too discouraged and remember to vote.
The best money managers in the Bible were Noah who was floating his stock when everyone else was in liquidation and Pharaoh's daughter who went down to the bank of the Nile and drew out a little prophet.
When we want to achieve greatness we must always hold unto our sense of humor and most of all lets always remember that God saves us from our mistakes and in His Son Jesus is where we all can heal.
September 20 SILENCE IS GOLDEN
Us internet savvy blog buds don’t always have to get our enlightenment freak on at Blog Quest. Today, let’s just think of ourselves more like pretty colorful leaves falling from a tree into a warm gentle lake floating about on little ripples of water pushed by a gentle breeze. Floating…Drifting…Wait a minute! Stop! Geesh! I’m sounding like that Love Guru, from Harenmahkeester. Maybe I should just live by these words today, “If you can’t improve on silence then just be quiet.”
Nope, I’m not growing a beard, only wearing my bathrobe, and I have no desire to ride around in a Rolls Royce. I will never be a Pharisee either. But I did “doink” one of those armadillos with my Chevrolet Tahoe the other day. As I looked into my rearview mirror to see it laying there, along side of the road, upside down on its back laying in it’s shell rocking back and forth, I suddenly realized why God created Armadillos. That is so we can have “Possum in the Half Shell.” However, I think I will let that little delicacy stay a part of Andrew Zimmern’s diet on “Bizarre Foods.” What that guy eats’ is disgusting. He should have a cookbook entitled, “101 Things That Taste Like Scat.”
Guru Greg’s Thought of the Day: If you are happy and you know it don’t clap your hands just hold unto that thought. Blog
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September 17 COMPASS OF TRUST
'Cause the walls start shaking I ain’t fakin’… There was whole lot a shakin’ goin’ on! The Texas gulf coast may be a few hundred miles away from our region here in the Ozarks, but we were not immune to the wrath Of Hurricane Ike. The rains began to fall heavily a few hours after midnight on Sunday morning and then the wind kicked up and started to blow. I like having a scenic view overlooking the Lake Taneycomo valley. However, when a storm blows through with high winds at night I have to admit I put on my “prayer pajamas.” My house walls were literally shaking my log framed bed. I am not into that kind of shake it baby shake.I know that some of you can concur with the storm and the different situations that happened last week in our lives. A few of you are aware that my son suffered a severe head injury last week at football practice that required an ambulance ride to the local emergency room. This event shook-up my son, his teammates, his coaching staff, and myself. Home Sweet Home Tigers win their home opener 30-12 to improve 2-0
Freshman offensive tackle, Greg “-”, 72, prepares a running lane for his running back Austin “-”, 29. To my best understanding and from other player accounts a few days later, JR was playing on the defensive line and went down in a pile of players and was then kicked directly in the head. Within minutes my son became nauseated, bleeding from both nostrils, and began losing consciousness. The coaches and I were having a great deal of difficulty keeping him conscious and after a few minutes we knew we had to call for emergency assistance. By the time the ambulance arrived he lost control of his extremities, and the emergency medical technicians feared that JR had suffered a neck injury as well as a concussion. As drool trickled from the left side my sons mouth and I saw his feet and arms fall limp I literally looked to the heavens and declared, “No! No! Not my son too.” A cervical collar was placed around his neck and a spine board was carefully slid under his 6’ 4” helpless frame. As I followed the ambulance to the hospital I immediately called my oldest daughter Jade and then knew I had to get my “faith compass” pointed in the right direction. After completing my words of prayer my daughter called me back and we also came into a prayer of agreement that JR would have a full recovery. ER Let’s be real, for any of us who have been through trauma in an Emergency Room for a sudden severe illness or unexpected trauma it is definitely not what I would consider entertainment. After arriving to the emergency room JR was able to mumble a few words and during his CT Scan, my oldest daughter arrived to the hospital, as did his football coaches, and one of his teammates. In short, after a couple of hours his strength came back to his arms and legs and the CT scan came back looking good. We met with his personal physician already this week and Junior will not be cleared to play again until he meets with a neurologist in two weeks. But I am very thankful to report he is doing fine and as I post this entry I have been on the phone with various doctors offices and athletic trainers. Notre Dame Fighting Irish Football has always been one of our favorite sports in our household. For instance, this year my youngest daughter Emilee usually calls me before, during, and after the Notre Dame home football games. She also sent me a text message this past weekend after Notre Dame scored a touchdown against Michigan. It read: “ I just did push-ups above the crowd!”
Those Catholic boys aren’t stupid. I know what they are thinking, “Hey let’s raise a pretty blonde above our heads and pass her around.” If you are reading this my little Ms. Emma-doodle, be wise my daughter; and to you boyfriend Mr. Mike, “You need to carefully look out for her. Don’t let those horney college boy’s cop a free feel from my daughter while she’s over their heads in a victory pushup.” She is a goofy blonde that daughter of mine. So smart but can get into the darndest predicaments. We are still paying the remainder of a medical bill after she was doinked on top of her head by a flying golf flag that flew out of a dorm window. I think I still haven’t heard the rest of that story? Football player Chris (#59) never did find the culprit, and that is probably a good thing. Besides who is really going to fess up when you have a 6’5”, 337 lb man trying to find you, “Who me? I didn’t see anything?” I’ve been told when Emilee’s boyfriend (Mike) and Chris were roommates they resembled the reality television show “Rob and Big.”
Today, the sun is shining and I am sitting here in my Ozark Trail mesh folding chair. While soaking in the warm rays and overlooking the high school practice field, I have to admit I still get a bit of a quizzy feeling reviewing the visions in my mind of my son laying there in the emergency room, bloodied, soaking wet from the rain, covered in mud, and smelling like a swamp. In the hospital I did look over him with a tear in my eye and a quivering voice and I asked him, “Maybe this football stuff isn’t worth it?” He quickly replied, “But I love playing football dad.” His helmet still sits in the trunk of my car and his pads and practice uniform are in his locker. However, those somber thoughts are quickly removed from my mind as JR’s teammate, “Mook” is doing some sort of dancing moves taken from an old “Soul Train“ rerun. Buck, another teammate, shouts, “Hey JR! Don’t forget I can still call you Junior even if you are a whole lot bigger than me because I’m a senior and you’re still a freshman.” Yet another player hollers, “JR! We are glad to have you back man!” Prayer Changes Things Yesterday I spoke with the starting quarterback’s mother and she told me how upset her son was when he got home from practice last week after my son got hurt. She told me that she said to her son, “Start calling your teammates and pray!” He did and that probably explains the text messages that were coming in from the players to the head coach while we were at the hospital. On a side note: I’ve heard this head coach preach little sermons after practices tied into football and more importantly life in general. I have often thought this is just another glimpse from God why he directed me to move to Branson of all places. It will be one or two weeks before JR can suit back up in his football armor. But at least he is back with his team, he has a big smile is on his face, and he is right where he wants to be, back on the football field. Today’s Problems Recently, I heard a comment from someone who I highly respect. They said, “Ninety percent of people don’t want to hear about our problems and the other ten percent are glad that we have problems.” Of coarse I got my thinking face on, tilted my head to the right, squinted my right eye, and looked like a one eyed cat peeping into their thought life. Their statement may be true in a small part. But then why does it seem easier to overcome our problems in life together? Not to mention, why is the media continually propagating all our problems in their reporting along with all this conflict realty television being so popular? It’s seems like we thrive on the storms of life. We should not get desensitized to others tragedies and never ever lose compassion for those who battle with problems. For instance, my son goes down with an injury, in a badda-bing and a badda-boom, there are friends and people I don’t even personally know praying for my son. Now if that doesn’t give a person some strength I don’t know what will. I also read later where some of you immediately went into prayer action without me even communicating with you. My heartfelt thanks. Really! What an awesome blessing.
Standing in the Gap
It is so important for us to stand in the gap for others when someone’s faith weakens or they are losing hope. Our words, our faith, and our hope gives life not only to us but more importantly to others. No matter how unwavering our faith may seem to be there are going to be times when we struggle and maybe begin to mumble. None of us have all the answers. But here is an important key when we face a wall shaking, earth quaking, mind blowing type of storm or battle. We really find out who’s a true faith walker when the storms of life are trying to blow us over. OGAT But when we do waver in weakness in a storm from life here is a wonderful tidbit of wisdom from God for us all and I’ll share it in OGAT=Old Greg Anthony Translation (also known as me). “I trust in you God and I am not going to believe what I am not supposed to be thinking.” In case you are wondering those are God’s Words from the Bible (Proverbs 3:5) and He will talk to each of us in a way so that we can understand. Those words of revelation will produce some guaranteed positive results. Speaking of translations, here’s something else for us to think about. Did you know that God understands gibberish too? As for me I am still trying to understand my grandbaby’s gibberish. She is already six months old and she always seems to have something to say…IMAGINE THAT! Compass of Trust
Remember when I previously said that while I was following the ambulance I had to get my “faith compass” pointed in the right direction? I knew I had to get away, turn around from those wrong thoughts in my head, all my doubts, and quickly move towards getting headed in the right direction focusing upon God’s Words in my heart. To make those of you who like to hear from God in the old English language He say‘s, “Trust in the Lord with all ‘thine heart’ and lean not unto ‘thine head'.” I again paraphrased a bit. I’ve always struggled with that Old King James language. Maybe I am a hillbilly? More importantly, what we need to understand is that faith in our heart can override the doubt in our head. Just because we have doubt in our nugget (our thought life), faith in our heart can override that fear and those doubts. We need to always remember that not head faith but heart faith will always help us and others overcome. We all want the problems of this world solved. The solutions are in each one of our hearts. One More Thing There’s just one more thing I would like to say and it is a bit more revealing. Apparently it has been “exposed” that some professional football players like to study their game playbooks in the nude. I guess that leaves a lot to the imagination and a new meaning to the football question, “What do you think of this formation?” You didn’t think I was going to let you leave Blog Quest without a smile on your face did you? You all be well and safe, Gregster Ding-Dong! Someone’s at my front door? It was my neighbor with two pieces of hot fresh apple spice cake made with apples just picked from of a nearby tree. And to think I was going to eat healthy all day. Not!
August 31 TO SERVE WITH LOVE
The tourist season is finally starting to wind down here in Branson, Missouri, U.S.A. But just recently we had an assault at a show here on the famous theatre strip. Apparently a ventriloquist was making fun of rednecks with his dummy. Suddenly an angry redneck stood up, rolled up his sleeves ,and yelled, "I resent that!" The ventriloquist started apologizing to the redneck. The redneck looked at him and said, “You stay outta’ this fella’, I'm talkin' to the guy on yer lap!”
Spanish Fly This morning I was taking another enjoyable sip of my Mexican coffee (double chocolate meltdown hot cocoa mix, ¼ teaspoon of ground cinnamon, & ¼ teaspoon of vanilla) and there was this small, almost miniscule amount of something in the liquid that was now in my mouth. Thinking that it must just be a little dab of un-dissolved hot cocoa mix I bit into this little morsel expecting a chocolate explosion to go off in my mouth. Crunch! No chocolate explosion? What da??? It definitely didn’t sound and taste right. So I then spit two little morsels into my forefinger and thumb. Oh no! A fly had drowned in my coffee.I hate flies. Flies are grody to the max. Why do you think they rub their front legs together all the time? Because they even know how dirty they are and that’s why we see them constantly trying to clean themselves. Besides anything that breeds in manure, has hairy legs, and regurgitates it last meal is basically just a flying tiny turd. Gargle! Gargle! So here I set typing with a mouthful of antiseptic mouthwash. Remember, when I told you guys I was a test drink dummy? I’m even willing to bet that one of those “little shite’s” has been walking around on the keyboard? Timeout! I’m going to clean my laptop with a few of those electronic cleaning wipes. Maybe I need a fly eating house cat? That Old Oak Tree Yesterday, I sat on a bench under that old oak tree across the street from my home. Nope, I did not, “Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Ole Oak Tree.” But Tony Orlando and his family stopped at my house one day and we had a nice visit. He lives close by on top of another hill. As I surveyed my yard’s landscaping with many flowers that are still in full bloom, just for a moment I wondered, “Does the way a man have his yard landscaped attract women?”
In case you didn’t know, there’s some areas here in the Ozarks where professional landscaping consists of painting a sunflower on one of those old humongous 1980’s satellite dishes that has been planted right in the middle of their front yard. When I drive through Arkansas I think they should make all those huge painted dishes their state flower? But seriously, all hillbillies aren’t stupid as one might think. They are fully aware that there is still a lot of free television programming swirling around our planet from various satellites. As for the 80’s and one thing I know that will not attract ladies is a guy still sporting a Loverboy concert t-shirt that’s now two sizes too small. That’s grody to the max too.
Hooah!!! This week I need to give it up for my son, JR. He just arrived home from football practice with two of the senior class running backs. Mook and Buck (their names) told me they have to take care of Junior (that’s the name the players call my son) because he is their starting offensive left tackle as a high school freshman. JR (Junior) will probably get some significant playing time in the defensive line too.
More importantly, I recently received a letter from the school district.
Dear parents of JR,
I am very proud to inform you that your child has been recommended by a teacher, coach, counselor, and an administrator as someone we think would be a positive influence and a great mentor for a middle school or junior high students within our school district.
We would like to cordially invite your child to be a part of our Mentoring Program. The school has partnered with Big Brothers/Big Sisters of the Ozarks in an effort to meet the needs of students in our school in developing small group learning activities to help students overcome daily challenges they face.Their time mentoring does count towards service to their A-Plus Program.
We are also joining efforts with the Character Education and First Place Initiative to empower our mentoring of students with a “Ready to Work” certificate at the completion of their mentoring requirements for one year.What this means to your student is that all companies in Taney and Stone County that are a part of this initiative will recognize the Ready to Work certificate as an indicator of a potential extraordinary hire.
Colleges are not only looking at your G.P.A. these days, but they also want to see a students involvement outside of the academic realm. The Mentoring Program would be honored to write a letter of recommendation on behalf of your child. Show Me the Money
I have to admit I am a very proud parent. There’s probably nothing more exciting than seeing our children excel and grow up into good citizens. But I must point out that no matter how successful or famous my children may become I will definitely not be a “fame-whore.”
I am also pretty impressed that two senior football standouts, whose football positions carry a lot of glamour, are looking out for their freshman lineman.
Being a football offensive lineman is an excellent example of “servanthood” because they provide not only security for the quarterback but they also open doors (holes) for running backs to scoot through for first downs or even for a touchdown.
Some National Football League teams understand the importance of the servanthood provided by offensive linemen. This year, the NFL's No. 1 draft pick by the Miami Dolphins signed an offensive left tackle from the University of Michigan to a five-year, $57.75 million contract with $30 million guaranteed. That’s one big boy, with one big contract, and now one fat wallet. My son and I have a little joke when the lineman get all together to walk somewhere, we say, “The cows are movin’!”
Order of Importance
Recently, I read about a seminar attended by children. The guest speaker asked for eight children to come up on the stage and then assign each one of them a business title...Astronaut, Baby, Doctor, Janitor, Lawyer, Mother, NFL Football Player, and Rock Star.
These eight children were then told that they would be asked to line themselves up into an order of who they think would be the most important.
Here’s some of their comments while trying to position themselves in a line.
Astronaut: I can fly around the world and I can go into outer space, so I should be number one. Baby: Everybody was a baby once and they need help, so I should be number one. Doctor: I'm the doctor and I bring people into this world, I should be number one. Lawyer: I can sue people and I can get you out of trouble, I should be number one. Mother: Everybody has a mother; I raise the babies and children, so I should be number one. NFL football player: I can run up and down the field and make the biggest bucks, so I should be number one. Rock Star: I can party whenever I want and get any girl I want, so I should be number one. Janitor: All this time, the janitor refuses to take his place in the line, because he knows that he is last.
Servanthood
Several years ago I had a detailing and janitorial business. It was a company which most people would never consider having. But I actually had one contract that was very lucrative and it consisted of some very hard work and long work hours sometimes seven days a week for weeks on end. I served this company whenever they needed a job completed and many times it consisted of being at their business when the company was actually closed for the day or the weekend to meet a deadline.
I believe that you can tell a lot about a person who picks up someone else’s garbage and cleans up another person’s mess when nobody tells them to do so. Some of the most important people in a church ministry are those who serve in diaper duty in the nursery, children’s ministry, and those who do the things behind the scenes that a congregation never knows about. All are excellent examples of servanthood.
Jesus the Janitor
Many of us have no problem seeing Jesus as a doctor for healing or an advocate lawyer. But how about seeing Jesus as a janitor?
At a very young age, this world will train us to pursue titles, seek personal recognition, and strive for our own personal glory and stardom. Who hasn’t wanted to sit on the front row and hang out with the big wigs? But anytime, we ourselves, or when we witness someone who is unwilling to serve someone else, or submit to some sort of authority, watch out!
To Serve With Love
If you really want to understand who Jesus is, know this: He did not come to earth to have a ministry where He was waited upon. Instead He came to earth to serve mankind, clean up our messes, and throw out the trash. Jesus Himself, very often referred to Himself as a servant. Know this, we may like to be waited upon but God loves to serve us.
There’s a saying that say’s “Size matters.” Well, “When a man is wrapped up in himself he does make one pretty small package.”
More importantly, selfishness will always end up in destruction. I knew a young minister who had a divine calling on their life. Yet, sometimes a certain attitude would arise and they would say, “Nobody will ever tell me what to do.” I remember thinking, “Oh…Oh…If that’s the case there is times you don’t listen to God.” That person ended up losing everything by “backsliding.” They reverted back to their old lifestyle and a very immoral life. No longer did they hang out with God on a regular basis, they’re friends changed, and they tried to replace God’s perfect love with something that was totally inferior.
Just So We Know
How do we overcome backsliding? Simply, first, we need to humble ourselves, turn completely around and away from what we are doing (have done) that is wrong. Second, we must acknowledge heartfelt confession, not just go through the motions, but truly admit we have done wrong. We need to overcome a world of denials so that we can ask for true forgiveness.
Let us always remember that God is merciful. He will “absolutely” restore us and love on us. His will is to smile upon us and He is the original liberator of true peace.
Do You Want Something?
I especially like a quote from Zig Zigler that actually reveals a benefit of being a servant, "You'll always have everything in life that you want, if you'll help enough other people get what they want."
A True Servant
If we can see someone’s need for help before they ask for assistance then we have truly learned how to serve. A servant’s heart will also give an offering expecting nothing in return and will just be a silent witness.
Today’s Pep Talk
We are good enough, we are smart enough, to help someone and dog-gone it people will like us for helping them. Helpfulness is sharing happiness and we can conquer the world when we serve with love.
Have a super-duper September…Greg
Do you still feel stressed?
All you may need is a piece of cake? While writing this entry I had to take a little break and make my son and I something to eat. Afterwards I decided to make my scrumptious chocolate sheet cake. If you like chocolate this is serious business. Personally, I am not a big cake fan but these chocolate bars are one of my favorites.
Guess what happened? I got everything all mixed up and poured the mixture into the 14 x 18 sheet pan and before I could put the cake in the oven what do you think is struggling in my cake mixture? Another stinkin’ fly!!!!!!!
Oh well, at least he didn’t sink into my cake mix and I was able to scoop him out with a spoon. I really need to get those two holes fixed that a locust ate out of my screen door.
Blog Quest Chocolate Sheet Cake
Melt two sticks of butter. Add one cup of water and four tablespoons of cocoa. Bring to a slow boil. Pour over, two cups of flour, one teaspoon of baking soda, two cups of sugar, and ½ teaspoon of salt. Add ½ cup buttermilk, two eggs slightly beaten, and ½ teaspoon of vanilla
“Beep…Beep…Beep!!!“ I need to take another time out from writing the cake is done baking.
Time to make the frosting.
Melt one stick of butter, three tablespoons of cocoa, six tablespoons of buttermilk. Bring to a rapid boil. Cool slightly, add one teaspoon of vanilla, and one small box of powdered sugar. Frost cake while frosting is still warm and it must be done quickly.
Nuts or flies optional…Snicker.
We have observed how godless rulers throw their weight around and how quickly a little power goes to their heads. It's not going to be that way with us. Whenever we want to be great we will be a servant. Jesus You came to serve us and then allowed Your life to be given away for us who were held hostage. Thank you and Amen
August 11 HOODWINKED
While I was shopping today I decided to cruise through the deli section one more time to see if there was anything else that my children would like to munch on or maybe even a treat for myself? I had some stone baked focaccia rolls in my cart for sandwiches and there was some red skin potato salad that looked preeeetty good. I decided to look at the nutrition facts: serving size ½ cup, calories 260, fat calories 160. Eeeeek!!!! Quick!!! I put that potato treat back down into the cooler because I think I felt the waist band of my cargo shorts tighten up just by looking at that fattening potato salad. Besides, who really eats just half a cup per serving? C’mon isn’t that like one spoonful? Lighting Bolt After returning the potato salad to the cooler my eyes spotted some ice cold beverages located above some pre-made sandwiches. I was actually a little thirsty from shuffling around Wally World at 7:00 am and had not yet had my morning coffee. There was this black cherry drink that caught my eye. I absolutely love anything that is cherry flavored. Especially frozen yogurt and those fresh bing cherries. This canned drink also had some ginseng in it for a quick pick me up. What’s the name of this stuff? Lighting Bolt, by Stephen Seagal. I thought to myself, “Hey, he put down his Samurai sword and is now pushing energy drinks.” I then proceeded to read the other ingredients, Asian Cordyceps, Tibetan Goji Berries. And a proprietary blend of policosanols (Natural Sugarcane Juice). Sold!!! I’m going to give it a try.
After going through the checkout and pointing my car home, I wiped off the top of this cherry drink can with a napkin, opened, and proceeded to take a sip. Screeech!!! Yuk!!! Ich!!! Phooey!!! It was some nasty tasting stuff and I about spewed it all over my front windshield… “Ummm Steve…I don’t think that was quite the Asian experience I was looking for!” As I proceeded down the freeway by the time I hit my turnoff from the highway I had noticed that I had entered into a zone of high voltage environmental consciousness. Then there was an urge to watch the movie “Above the Law.” As you can see I live the life of a trail blazer being a test drink dummy. Are You Ready for Some Football? Now that one of pro football’s most charismatic quarterbacks, Brett Favre, has been traded from the Green Bay Packers to the New York Jets; a deep dark depression may have fallen over the state of Wisconsin. I’ve heard some Wisconsin residents are even moving from their state. New York is way too expensive for their tastes and their wallets but rumor has it that they are finding Minneapolis to be exotic. Talk about blue cheese.
Finally, the Jets have their next great QB since Broadway Joe Namath in 1969. As much as I wanted Brett to become a Minnesota Viking, “Brett the Jet” still sounds good to me. After watching an exclusive “On the Record” interview between Brett Favre and Greta Van Susterun (from Appleton, Wisconsin), it was revealed that there were lies that were spoken and deception that played out between Brett and Packers General Manger, Ted Thompson, over the last three years. Trust and the ability to work for a man with poor character had a huge role in Brett’s decision to temporarily leave football.
Jordan Comes Out of Retirement
For those of you who think Brett is to blame, no longer the ultimate team guy, and not conducive to sustaining a winning organization, let’s remember that the Chicago Bulls never had a problem letting Michael Jordan return after his numerous retirements. Daaa’ Bulls always won more games with “His Airness” back on their team. This just may be a year that Cheeseheads find out that their beer and brats don’t taste as good with the Packer Big Cheese delightfully fitting in at the Big Apple.
Broadway Brett
Personally, I’m glad this media “dog and pony show” is over and Brett the Jet has “touch down” in New York. In 1971, Broadway Joe wore a full length fur coat on the sidelines. In 2008, Broadway Brett will be the happy tractor driving country bumpkin who could possibly make camouflaged hunting jackets and John Deere ball caps popular on Wall Street.
Don’t Be Hoodwinked
No matter what, conflict is going to happen, and discrepancies are going to be raised. But we need to watch out, be ready, and not be led down the wrong path by a deception of lies. We need to always read the fine print and investigate all sources before we quickly accept everything at face value.
It’s unfortunate, because if we are not wise to this deception we can actually become unstable. Simply, we need to be very careful with what we listen to and read. Why? Because the more we dabble in untruths the more likely we are to go down the road and turn our nose to the absolute truth.
Do I Look Fat in This Outfit?
There really is no such thing as a harmless lie. We know it has been said, “everyone lies.” I won’t disagree. Not one of us has not twisted the truth or fabricated or promoted a lie. I have always hated the question, “Honey! Do I look fat in this outfit?” Yep, there I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Five seconds seemed like an eternity until I heard her next words, “Well, what do you think?” Another five seconds go by and I’m thinking, “I surely can’t say the truth. That answer will ruin my day, week, month, the rest of my life. A woman never forgets!”
For instance, last night in our neighborhood pow-wow a neighbor asked me a question about the Brett Favre situation. Suddenly, his wife speaks up, remember Joe Namath in those panty hose? Of coarse all of us guys thought for a moment because we had totally blocked that picture out of our minds…La-la-la-la-la…But not the ladies in my neighborhood, they all remembered.
I have a question. If you ladies are so smart in remembering things, why do you ask us men such stupid questions? Oh!!! I know now, you ladies know exactly what you are doing when you are asking us how you look in an outfit. It’s a trap with no escape. Yep, something to hold over our heads for a lifetime. That “trump card’ statement to play during a disagreement in the future. Every once in awhile my daughters have a tendency to ask me that question too. “It’s a conspiracy I’m telling’ ya!”
Seriously, my daughters always have and always will look beautiful to me. But we should understand that even what seems as "harmless deceptions” can destroy a relationship if they're frequent.
Tittle-Tattle
So how do we truly know if we are being hoodwinked? Quite simply it will be someone who is always reporting a bunch of “tittle-tattle.” Blabber-mouths are scandal mongers (mischief makers) who oil the wheels of falsehoods causing others who don’t know any better to come in agreement with the lies they are sharing. Think about it. The main goal of anyone who dishes the dirt of rumor, hearsay, have a goal of producing even more scandal.
We all need to be careful with what we forward and share. Even some of my friends have sent me emails that look truthful but with some investigation they are actually manipulating stories with falsehoods. If we then forward a story with falsehoods we also become responsible for leading others astray. A good piece of advice is to not repeat, share, or come in agreement with anything we would not sign our name to. Word of the Day
Yes, I know, “truthiness” is a word made up by Stephen Colbert. But his definition of truthiness does fit well in today’s world.
Truthiness: Stating concepts one wishes to believe to be true rather than the facts.”
When we talk or when we listen, the true desire for honesty comes from our innermost being inside of our heart. Outside influences will always pull upon our thoughts and our emotions. If our hearts are weak towards deception, we can fall into the trap of coming into agreement with lies.
Marco???
Planao!!!
Let’s play “Word of the Day” here at Blog Quest. Today’s word is, “Planao (Plan-ah‘-o).” Not plain and simple but “planao” and simple. Planao is a Greek word which means to not be led astray, wander off, stagger around, or be led off in the wrong direction by someone else’s incorrect influence.
We really need to ask ourselves the “oh really” question more often. In other words, test the waters. What someone shares needs to be investigated thoroughly before we can come in agreement. That’s why law firms get pages upon pages of affidavits before they enter into a courtroom with a client for a judgment.
I had no idea an energy drink would lead me to write about football to falsehoods. Anyway, let’s not to be misled by information that corrupts good character. When we come together in agreement with only what is good and true, God can use our life to bless others.
Time to go to the NFL store and order me up my Sunday watching football uniform, a pair of New York Jets flannel pajama bottoms, and an authentic number 4 team jersey.
Win the game, fight like men, J-E-T-S JETS!!! JETS!!! JETS!!! Greg
There’s Always a Cost for Deception One day Jeff decided to go snow skiing with his buddy, Ken. So they loaded up Jeff's car and headed for the ski resort. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible snow blizzard. So they pulled into this nearby farm and there was this very attractive woman who answered the door. Jeff and Ken told her that the roads had become impossible for travel with all the snow and asked if they could spend the night.
July 26 SMILING BOB
Greased Pig It is the time of year when annual local county fairs set up in various towns to exhibit local agricultural products, competitive showing of livestock, plenty of high fat high cholesterol treats, and various carnival rides for young and old. Come to think of it, one of those funnel cakes or an elephant ears would go pretty good with my cup of coffee right now. As a child I attended many county fairs and I am reminded of chasing a greased pig at a small town fair in Iowa. I “purt near” (meaning almost) caught that little squealer. Today, those days trying to catch a greased pig are now considered troubling and inhumane for a little piglet. But here in these Ozark hills, it could still be considered a Redneck Olympic Event. Hootin’ and hollerin’ while having a good ol’ time is actually considered an aerobic activity. Who needs Pilates? Yee-hawww! Woooooooooo, Pig! Sooie! Sooie! Woooooooooo, Pig! There really is such a thing as the Redneck Games and rest assured there has been some year long training that has been going on for such events as the mud-pit belly flopping contest, hog calling contest, and lets not forget bobbing for pigs feet. Who wouldn’t want to win any of these events just to get a victory crown made out of beer cans or a trophy made out of a horses posterior. Oh yeah, if you choose to sit close to the mud pit don’t forget to wear the famous redneck invention: beer goggles. Billy’s Got His Beer Goggles…….On!!!
I know that I am not really a redneck because of the following: if I get remarried there’s no way I will have the same in-laws , I don’t think God looks like Hank Williams Jr., and heaven is definitely not the Daytona International Speedway. But I do have some friends who think the last words to the Star Spangled Banner are, “Gentleman start your engines.” Are You Smiling Yet?
Who’s heard that it takes fewer muscles to smile than frown? I have heard all kinds of number counts, more to frown, less to smile, more to smile, and less to frown. Who really knows and who really cares. But I think we can all come into agreement that most of the time happiness is the most motivating cause for a smile. Surely, spending half an hour grinning is a lot more enjoyable than a half an hour of frowning. Did you know that some studies have revealed that over the last thirty years the degree of happiness for an average US citizen is considerably lower. That’s even taking into account modern technology and all the new appliances we have to make our life more simple. Remember when divorce rates were around 30% as opposed to the 50% rate as of today? Many are battling with depression and unfortunately some have suicidal thoughts. Even “Smiling Bob” isn’t smiling after getting busted for false claims and breaking consumer protection laws. Laugh a Little Yes, these are definitely times if a girl asks a guy to take her some place expensive we can pull into to a gas station, filler-up, and barely afford to grab a bag of chips and a soda. But no matter what, we have to keep some sort of a light hearted sense of humor. Do we really want to go with the flow of this world’s crankiness. Besides, we truly grow up on the day we can have our first real laugh at ourselves. Religious Fanatics This may surprise some of you, but recently I have come across some real cranky crotchety “self professed” Christians. I think to myself, “Geesh! Who wants to know the God that they are preaching and displaying?” Sure they are probably going to make it to heaven but I’m really wondering if they could just go right now? Now don’t get all religious on me and see my words as those of judgment, for that is not my intention. If you truly know me, I’m just being real, and sharing the way I am, “A Great Big fan of God.” We always need to remember that each one of us is a work in progress. But if we do read the Bible, we will realize that Jesus called out religious fanatics and would rather hang out with those good ol’ ordinary folk. Religious fanatics usually will have nothing to do with the people who God is looking to give a helping hand. But a religious fanatic is excellent at talking about how everyone is going to hell in a hand basket or a handcart. This was going on when Jesus walked on this earth and has been still going on for over 2000 years. So what we are seeing and hearing from fanatics has been done, will be done again, and it is nothing new under the sun. Smiling or Frowning If we truly know God we should be some of the (genuinely, not fake) happiest and most enthusiastic people on earth. Others no matter what their beliefs should want to hang out with us. Did you know that the word “enthusiasm” means “God within” or “full of God.” If you think about it, over time we can get a little bored with each other. You know, the same old same old. But if God is within us, we are continuing to mature and learn new things. That’s exciting to me. No matter how old we appear on the outside, our insides (our spirit) continues to get refreshed and younger. That deserves an Amen right there. Simply, being happy and enthusiastic comes down to a choice and should not be solely based upon our life results. If we truly focus upon having a proper perspective about life our joy and happiness will definitely improve. Most of us know the lyrics to the song “When Your Smiling.”
When you're smilin'....Keep on smilin' Song by Shay, Fisher, and Goodwin, made famous by Louis Armstrong
Helen Keller who was a deaf, blind, and lived in isolation become a wonderful author and educator. She said, "Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow." What an excellent quote if you ask me.
Modern Times
One of the finest mimes and clowns ever captured on silent film was Charlie Chaplin. He is known for his vagrant character who had refined manners, dignity of a gentleman, and wore a tight coat, oversized trousers, large shoes, derby hat, and carried a bamboo cane.
In the final scene of the film, “Modern Times” little Charlie and a woman are down on their luck setting along a road less traveled. She is overwhelmed on this early morning and say’s, “What’s the use in trying?” Charlie replies, “Buck up - Never say die. We will get along!” With his encouragement they jump onto their feet and head down the road with Charlie holding her hand. Suddenly he stops and looks into her face and motions to her to smile like the one under his toothbrush mustache.
What you may not have known is that Sir Charles Spencer Chaplin also composed the music to the words for the song, “Smile” that was used in the soundtrack for this movie “Modern Times.”
Modern Times (1936)
Charles Chaplin - Writer/Director
One of our fellow bloggers thoroughly blessed me the other day when he wrote that he see’s me as a fan of God and not a fanatic. Thank you for those kind words and compliments that many of you have said to me since I have been sharing at Blog Quest.
My heartfelt prayer is that people don’t see or hear me but want to see and hear God for themselves. Without a doubt I know Jesus was (is) a man who had (has) a spring in His step, a smile on His face, and joy surrounding His whole being.
No matter who we are, where we are from, whatever language we speak, we can all recognize a true smile.
A true smile represents peace and friendship and that’s why I smile at you and God does too…
Greg
The joy of our God is our strength!"
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