Monday, August 31, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Take up on the wood,
put it on your son.
Lake or lamb.
There is none to harm.
When the angel came,
you had raised your arm.
Abraham, put off on your son.
Take instead the ram
until Jesus comes
-Sufjan Stevens, "Abraham"
You're sleepwalking with a delirious head
You were programmed a long, long, long time ago
Your stories are old, old and your acclimation is slow
Oh, go to sleep
Not much of what you say makes any sense
Cook up some myths then ask for obedience
Even though you mean well, well most of the time
You've aided delusions and created bias in our minds
Oh, go to sleep
Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
I have decided that today was my last day.
Without disclosing too many details, I discovered this ostensibly progressive Bohemian coffee house was not the sort of business with which I want to be associated.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
I found his recommendations for surviving in Louisville traffic very beneficial:
"Ride 4 feet away from parked cars. The sudden opening of a door from a parked car will either take you down immediately or cause you to swerve away from it and into oncoming traffic that did not expect you to be sharing the travel lane.
Don’t let local bike lanes lull you into a false sense of security — they are often poorly designed and full of debris.
Adopt a controlled yet unpredictable riding style to keep motorists alert to your presence and maneuverability. Riding predictably lulls drivers into thinking they know what a cyclist is going to do. Cyclists often swerve quickly and without notice to dodge glass, roofing tacks, potholes, missing utility caps, squirrels and pedestrians.
Ride within your comfort zone. If you must ride the sidewalks, ride slowly, carefully, courteously and watch out for motor vehicles traveling alleys, drives, parking lots and intersecting streets. Many accidents and deaths happen when cyclists are hit from behind. At times it is safer for cyclists and wheelchair users to ride against traffic.
Focus on the threats — motor vehicles and road conditions — not the signs and the lights. Lights and signs do not kill cyclists, motor vehicles do. "
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
-Lesslie Newbigin, Foolishness to the Greeks p. 32 (1986)
Friday, August 14, 2009
Irony is neatly woven throughout this passage. Jesus is mocked because he said that he would tear down the temple and rebuild it in three days, and at virtually the same time Matthew tells us that Jesus actually was in the process of destroying the temple when he died.... Christ was recreating the temple in himself so that it would finally fulfil its world-encompassing purpose."
-G.K. Beale, The Temple and the Church's Mission
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
I have returned to Louisville, but not before I got a tour of the brand new OSU library from Badgley. Absolutely jaw-dropping amazing. I felt so very small surrounded by that much information. It's like a Grand Canyon of data. A fitting end to an amazing summer to be sure.
Saturday, August 08, 2009
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
- Bob Dylan, A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall
Thursday, August 06, 2009
So Insane by Discovery. When I hear this song, like Ra Ra Riot frontman Wes Miles, I can't fight-fa-fa-fight this feeling. Can't wait to step to this one at the next dance party.
Two Doves by Dirty Projectors. With lyrical and musical allusions to Dylan, Nico, and Song of Solomon, the song has a delicate complexity that spurns most pop conventions.
Young Hearts Spark Fire by Japandroids. This song somehow circumvents the last 7 years of my life to when I didn't know that punk was dead.
Everything With You - The Pains of Being Pure at Heart. This song makes me nostalgic for something that hasn't happened yet.
Let Your Love Grow Tall - Passion Pit. This track is sort of hidden in the second half of Manners and it took me a while to warm up to it, but I did. Now I want to join the children's choir in shouting the chorus as loud as I can each listen.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Crossing a wobbly suspension bridge straight out of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom.
Bombing the biggest hill in Columbus. Could be the fastest I've ever gone a bike.
Chased by the Police, via Helicopter on two separate occasions.
Making a complete loop around the Columbus Airport.
Rolling 3 deep with Sojourn Jerseys when Paul and Drew came up.
Straight preaching the gospel at the bar after he ride one week. Most people listening were to drunk to remember what I said.
The Crazy Scot's infamous stories... which went nowhere.
Talking politics with Casey: barista, ride leader, and Columbus expert.
Countless stares of astonishment from pedestrians when our posse rolled by.