do people still blog?
oh, that's right, i still have a blog, don't i? hmm.
the best part is that i'm NOT EVEN BACK TO POST MY OWN CONTENT. but i am cleaning up bookmarks and have no place to put this but yet it needs to be read and well here we are.
via Tamára Out Loud
this post diverges wildly from my usual[?] entries. if you do not own a ford focus, feel free to move on.
if, however, you DO own a ford focus, and have experienced the panic of your key getting stuck in the ignition, THIS POST IS FOR YOU. do not go to the dealer, do not go to the locksmith, do not pass go and pay anyone $200 to "fix" this. all you probably need to do is watch this video [which is not mine in any way].
"Key stuck in ignition Ford Focus 2006"
hopefully just having another searchable link out on the interwebs will help some poor googling souls out there. you're welcome.
i'm often asked why i continue to live in athens.
i look at this picture and believe that i would be crazy to leave such a place.
to clarify: it would certainly be easy enough to walk away from an old refurbished auto parts store. walking away from the people and vision that brought it to life is another question entirely.
this building isn't about us. it isn't about an additional space to hold baby showers or committee meetings or fundraisers. it isn't about being hip or cool or relevant. it may or may not be all of these things, but that isn't what it's about.
this building isn't about dragging people to church. it isn't about inviting unsuspecting people to a religious function in disguise. it isn't about an "if you like Thing X, you'll love our Thing Y," sort of christian bait-and-switch. that isn't what it's about.
this building represents growth. central's beautiful one hundred year old stonework building on the west side of athens was growing too small for our needs. we discovered that despite offering saturday services, lots of people just really, really like showing up on sunday mornings. and then we found this old building on carpenter street. the structure itself also needed to grow -- we're clocking in at over a year's worth of renovations and still not quite done -- but, oh, how we've all grown.
this building will allow for congregational growth. unhindered by capacity issues, another service can be added here on sundays; perhaps two, perhaps more, in the great unknown of the future. it is within walking distance of campus and of several neighborhoods close to uptown. all of these things fulfill the needs we intended to fulfill.
this building will also allow for community growth, both within central and without and, ultimately, together. athens [as well as central itself] is a community of musicians, of artists, of multi-talents. carefully crafted with this in mind, we have created a sanctuary of freedom and movement and creativity. it is a place of invitation. and it fulfills desires we may not ever have dreamed about otherwise.
that's what this is about. it is about creating a venue where people can be who they were made to be, and giving them the opportunity to do so. that might mean a dance performance, that might mean a magic show, that might mean poetry or literature, that might mean sunday morning worship; it might mean any number of things. what it will always mean is that regardless of what day of the week or time of day or nature of the activity, this space is sacred.
this building is holy -- set aside for the Maker to delight in what He has made, whether the participants realize, or care, or disagree, or have perhaps never given thought or voice to such an idea. no amount of ceremony or vestments or sprinkling of water makes this space, or any other space, holy. it is a choice. and we, the people of central, have chosen to transform an old automotive supply store into a place set aside for unhindered, unpredictable growth. may it ever be so.
Angela Chase: Uh-- Brian?
Brian Krakow: [brings bike to a stop]
Angela: Brian, look at me.
[Brian reluctantly looks at Angela]
Angela: Um, that letter I told you about, um... Rickie said you wrote it. And I have to know, because--
Brian: [hastily] Know what? There's nothing to know.
[Angela pauses, studying Brian]
Brian: Okay, well, what Rickie probably meant is that, see, Jordan Catalano asked me to like proofread it, for grammatical errors...
Angela: You proofread a love letter? Is this like a game to you?
Brian: [agitated] Um, hardly.
Angela: But you admit that you were involved.
Brian: I'm not admitting anything!
Angela: This is a joke, right? That the... the two of... oh, God. I can't believe I fell for it. It's obviously a total lie!
Brian: No, I meant every word...
[Angela pauses, stunned, watching Brian]
Brian: [realizing his admission] I mean, the person who... wrote it meant every word. Probably.
Angela: [softly] ...Brian?
Brian: I didn't write it.
Angela: Brian, you said...
Brian: Forget what I said! Forget this whole conversation!
[both pause, silent]
Brian: You liked it though, right? It made you, like... happy?
Angela: [nodding] ...yeah.
Brian: 'Cause that's probably all that, you know, matters.
Angela: ...to who?
Brian: To, you know... the person. Who wrote it.
currently reliving/obsessing over one of the best shows ever. ignore me and carry on.
today, i spent my lunch hour running errands and grabbing a drive-thru burger, instead of my usual drive home for the purpose of getting out of the building and consuming leftovers. each option is wasteful and efficient in its own way, depending upon which lens you are viewing it through: the concept of time, or the concept of money.
in the comparison of time versus money, intangibility rarely wins [for me, anyway. your mileage may vary]. i wonder, if we set up a register and monthly statement system for time, in parallel to our finances, would we give more thought to how efficiently we spend our time?
entirety of the contents in yesterday's bubble-wrap envelope from farberware.
i'm a little disheartened that there was no followup banter, but i will admit they were pretty efficient. and, hey, free foil cutter. awesome? i guess?
actually, at this point, i think i'm more interested in the potential future correspondence than the replacement.