Thursday, December 24, 2009


"A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity." - Proverbs 17:17

I truly believe that "love" means forever. Without getting too deep into the philosophical and theological divarications on love, I'll give you my brief synopsis of love the way I see (and try to live) it:

If I've ever told you that I love you, I always will. Period. I have old friends (and yes, some were girlfriends) that at some point I came to find myself loving. I still love all those people, even if I rarely or never see or hear from them. That's just the way I'm wired. Old fashioned, strange, whatever it is... that's me.

I'm also a bit of an asshole who chooses his true friends very carefully. I much prefer to have four or five close friends who I can trust with anything... who know where the bodies are hid... than dozens of smiling acquaintances waiting to stab me in the back. Proverbs warns that a man of many companions may come to ruin.

I'm not big on ruin.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009


While we're on the topic of religion; I'm an ordained minister. I was ordained on the Internet in 2006 during a period of boredom while sitting at home recovering from #10. It's all completely legal and recognized by the state and all that good stuff. This last October, I even officiated a marriage for some friends:

Yeah, that's me. The Reverend. Available to do weddings... just shoot an email my way.

I think it's quite fun. My wife is convinced there's a special place in hell for me because I'm "not really" a minister, and most of my friends and family just kind of laugh nervously and don't really seem to get it.

Oh well. I get it.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009


On religion.

“I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.” - Mahatma Gandhi

I've said before: that as I get older my politics becomes increasingly conservative while my Christianity becomes increasingly liberal. There's an awful lot of "love" stuff in the Bible, let's focus on that.

I grew up in an extremely conservative evangelical private Christan School. I took many things from that experience, both good and bad.

The good: I studied the Bible inside and out, front to back, and many books of the Bible several times over. Enough times that I think I actually ended up "getting" it. I learned to stand up for what I believe in and to actually believe in something.

The bad: Gandhi hit the nail on the head.

Monday, December 21, 2009


Jobs I could have had, almost had, that I didn't pursue or that I chickened out on:

  • Chick-Fil-A Manager Guy
  • Taco Bell Manager Guy (Although I was a Taco Bell taco-maker.)
  • U.S. Marine
  • Heavy Equipment Operator in Visalia CA
  • Resupply Sherpa for a Christian mountaineering company
  • Window Washer in San Fransisco, CA
  • Computer Tech Support Guy
  • Climbing Bum
  • Dispatch Driver: delivering new motor homes, firetrucks, etc cross country.
  • Backpacking/Climbing/Wilderness instructor
  • Cop in Breckenridge Colorado

Looking at that list, those also seem to be related to post #16 below.

With the exception of the fast food jobs and the Breckenridge job, those are probably all jobs I'd like to try out at some point if the opportunity ever presents itself again.

Well, maybe not the sherpa thing. My knees aren't what they once were.

Sunday, December 20, 2009


"Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention.
I did, what I had to do, and saw it through, without exemption."

When I look back over my relatively short life thus far, I really have very, very few things I regret or wish I would have done differently. When I do, it's usually in the form of a "what if I had..." instead of a "I wish I had..." More a curiosity than a true regret, I suppose. My regrets also almost universally entail some experience I had been presented with that I didn't take advantage of at the time.

As I think about it, none of them are interesting enough to force you to read about, so I'll spare the details and jump to the conclusion: I've had a good run, and I'm looking forward to the second half.

Saturday, December 19, 2009


I've got three kids so far, and I'm pretty sure that my severed vas deferens will prevent any future kids. But it was an open ended procedure, meaning that the "producing" side was left open in order to prevent blue balls (or medical babble something something) so I guess there's always a possibility.

Kids are the most amazing creatures. Someone told me once that it was my job to teach my kids and raise them. The opposite seems to be true; most of the time I learn from my kids and they teach me stuff.