I made a spur of the moment trip to Tower Records the other day to pick up some new (to me at least) music, specifically Moby's 'Hotel' and some Tiger Army. But the best thing happened at the checkout counter when a very "too cool for work" rocker girl took notice of my unusual surname from my debit card.
Rocker Girl: "You know, there is an awesome Black Metal band that goes by your name."
Me: "Yes! I know, and they are Norwegian!"
This was really the extent of the conversation but for that brief, shining nanosecond, I was 'cool' and connected on some level with this denim vest wearing girl that could have probably kicked my ass and make a sailor blush at the drop of the hat.
Is that missional living?
22 September 2006
21 September 2006
Kroger subsidiary Quality Food Centres, The Bestest Place to Work!
I love my job. Not just 'love' as the word is used in the boring, domestic sense but loooovvve it as in the NC-17 sense of the word. This is a place where the values of Honesty, Integrity, Respect for Others, Diversity, Safety, and Inclusion aren't just feel good buzzwords used to convey a glossed over sense of reality but are real and are found in practice each and every day in the hallowed halls of this great organization.
Have I mentioned that someone at Kroger GO or a bot for said parent company checks on this modest blog? Also my MySpace page, because I do happen to list either 'QFC' or 'Kroger' in both places... just putting that out there.
Again, I love my job. Just putting that out there.
Have I mentioned that someone at Kroger GO or a bot for said parent company checks on this modest blog? Also my MySpace page, because I do happen to list either 'QFC' or 'Kroger' in both places... just putting that out there.
Again, I love my job. Just putting that out there.
20 September 2006
That little white box
So.. I finally gave in and updated iTunes to version 7. I was more than a wee bit hesitant after reading Wil's horror story concerning his legally purchased DRM laden music (notice that? I mentioned Wil Freakin' Wheaton casually like we actually know each other). But I considered the risk slight since I have so few Music Store purchases. I have yet to really embrace the new music model of simply buying individual tracks and I happen to like having the full artist's work (album art, etc.) tangibly in my sweet little hands, and able to do anything I want with the files.
But update I did. And it's awfully pretty.
It was all in an attempt to fix my broken little iPod 512mb Shuffle which has served me faithfully for the last one? two years? But the attempt failed with the little flash memory unable to clear tracks I had previously updated it with. C'est la vie. I ended up discovering that all that uber cool Apple marketing with shadows dancing around at the commands of the little white box was well, kindof true. The Shuffle was to digital media what marijuana is to social ills; a gateway and this latest episode merely places a higher importance on the Shuffle's replacement. Probably a Creative Zen V or V Plus in 4 GB, which is cheaper than a comparable Nano, lets me use some of the subscription services (Napster, and yes, I don't own the music there either) and features a direct line-in recording capability which I think is rather nice.
Say what you will of fashion accessories and the disadvantages of DRM, Apple is still King Of The Hill when it comes to any sort of digital player or online music store. It will be interesting how Microsoft's new Zune with WiFi could change that. Wait and see.
But update I did. And it's awfully pretty.
It was all in an attempt to fix my broken little iPod 512mb Shuffle which has served me faithfully for the last one? two years? But the attempt failed with the little flash memory unable to clear tracks I had previously updated it with. C'est la vie. I ended up discovering that all that uber cool Apple marketing with shadows dancing around at the commands of the little white box was well, kindof true. The Shuffle was to digital media what marijuana is to social ills; a gateway and this latest episode merely places a higher importance on the Shuffle's replacement. Probably a Creative Zen V or V Plus in 4 GB, which is cheaper than a comparable Nano, lets me use some of the subscription services (Napster, and yes, I don't own the music there either) and features a direct line-in recording capability which I think is rather nice.
Say what you will of fashion accessories and the disadvantages of DRM, Apple is still King Of The Hill when it comes to any sort of digital player or online music store. It will be interesting how Microsoft's new Zune with WiFi could change that. Wait and see.
19 September 2006
13 September 2006
Onward, Christian Soldiers
I intended this Blogger page to be an expression of my "quirky, off-beat, sensitive side" conjuring images of The Beave as he muddles his well-intentioned, simplistic way through life. I would love to write the occasional post about some serious matter such as theology or politics but feel that I am not entirely gifted in the art of reasoned, intellectual writing to really give that sort of thing due justice.
But there is an issue that I would like to point to and that, generally speaking is the fact of declining birthrates in the Western world. Pat Buchanan wrote about this (somewhat poorly) in "The Death Of The West" and I just came across this article that speaks to it in words that I could never find to equal.
My two cents: think, vote, love God and have lots and lots of babies that do the same. Please. Because this issue scares the Hell out of me.
But there is an issue that I would like to point to and that, generally speaking is the fact of declining birthrates in the Western world. Pat Buchanan wrote about this (somewhat poorly) in "The Death Of The West" and I just came across this article that speaks to it in words that I could never find to equal.
My two cents: think, vote, love God and have lots and lots of babies that do the same. Please. Because this issue scares the Hell out of me.
05 September 2006
Alethia - The Last Unicorn of a girl, or 101 Ways to look like a stalker
I've always had what I consider to be a healthy interest in girls. This has ranged from a purely 'continuation of the species' way (which has led to some awfully bad situations) to the sort of interest that one usually invests in wine or some other complex thing.
The idealized woman is beautiful in all the ways that man is not. I could expound on the Adam-Eve relationship or a 'Proverbs 31 woman' at this point but won't. A woman that realizes the effect she has on men is a dangerous thing but perhaps a fruit of feminism is that women tend to see themselves and aspire to be merely men with different plumbing. But a woman that realizes what she is and doesn't shy away from it (while also not using it as a means of influence) is a thing of utmost and indescribable beauty. She is marked by a manner of speaking that is not coarse, of dress that accentuates but is not scandalous, and a poise that endows her to be floating through this world.
It is a woman of this latter type that I've come across. Her name, she informed me in a precise, almost English way is 'Alethia'; a slim bespecled redhead that I met in the lift of my building. I chatted away with her like a chipmunk on speed as we waited for our respective floors and I learned quite a bit about her in that brief minutes' time. And in that time when the borders of my vision were all fuzzy as if in a stylized dream sequence, I neglected to ask her to coffee. Since then I have devoted significant deliberate thought in diving exactly how to 'casually' intercept her again. This has proven to be exceedingly difficult and frustrating considering that she lives but two floors above me. The fifth floor has become a sort of hallowed ground in my mind and I toy with the desperate option of simply knocking on each and every door on the floor to locate and proposition her. ( there are only ten apartments so I consider my odds rather good.)
Just where is that fine line that separates a well-intentioned, smitten fellow from a stalker? All this is probably for naught anyway; there are more dogs than Christians in this city but the improbable chances coming together would certainly go far in the divine hand thinking.
The idealized woman is beautiful in all the ways that man is not. I could expound on the Adam-Eve relationship or a 'Proverbs 31 woman' at this point but won't. A woman that realizes the effect she has on men is a dangerous thing but perhaps a fruit of feminism is that women tend to see themselves and aspire to be merely men with different plumbing. But a woman that realizes what she is and doesn't shy away from it (while also not using it as a means of influence) is a thing of utmost and indescribable beauty. She is marked by a manner of speaking that is not coarse, of dress that accentuates but is not scandalous, and a poise that endows her to be floating through this world.
It is a woman of this latter type that I've come across. Her name, she informed me in a precise, almost English way is 'Alethia'; a slim bespecled redhead that I met in the lift of my building. I chatted away with her like a chipmunk on speed as we waited for our respective floors and I learned quite a bit about her in that brief minutes' time. And in that time when the borders of my vision were all fuzzy as if in a stylized dream sequence, I neglected to ask her to coffee. Since then I have devoted significant deliberate thought in diving exactly how to 'casually' intercept her again. This has proven to be exceedingly difficult and frustrating considering that she lives but two floors above me. The fifth floor has become a sort of hallowed ground in my mind and I toy with the desperate option of simply knocking on each and every door on the floor to locate and proposition her. ( there are only ten apartments so I consider my odds rather good.)
Just where is that fine line that separates a well-intentioned, smitten fellow from a stalker? All this is probably for naught anyway; there are more dogs than Christians in this city but the improbable chances coming together would certainly go far in the divine hand thinking.
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