Yep. You've heard it. Probably, more likely, you've thought it: "You can't do THAT". And "that" could be any number of things:1) Quit your 20 year, high-paying office job to become a barista (or doing something like that).2) Say what you really think about your wife's outfit.

It's been a long winter break from blogging. Like someone in the Polar Bear club, I'll be jumping right back into the icy waters of the interwebs. Here's a post tossed to the winds of the new year:

I just got back from seeing "Where the Wild Things Are". I'm not usually this reactionary (in blog posts anyway), but I've just got to say this: all church people should see this movie. Here's why:The church is supposed to be tight. Not tight in the hip hop kind of way (i.e., "cool"). Not tight in the literal sense (i.e., "in very close proximity"). Tight in the sense of emotional closeness. The trendy phrase for this right now in church growth circles is "living in community". I guess that's not too bad a description. It'll do for now.

I found two bands this year that I absolutely love: Superdrag and Wilco. I'll sidestep the latter in this post: you've heard enough from me regarding them.

Being either an early or late adapter (never adapting when most people do it), I'm either usually really early or late to trends and pop culture, and even popular church culture. For example, I was early on Rob Bell (thanks to my wife finding "Velvet Elvis" in a Barnes & Noble), and late to Shane Claiborne.

So, like I said in the last post, I saw Wilco. First time for me. It was one of the best shows I've seen. Liam Finn, a multi-instrumentalist, chronic looper and rock and roll progency, opened the show. Very cool. Wilco's got a new record out, called "Wilco (the album)", which has a song called "Wilco (the song)" (more about that in a minute).

I've been a bad, bad blogger. I've neglected this blog for two months, after years of blogging consistently. Bad, bad blogger. Swat my nose with a rolled up newspaper. Rub my nose in the chasm that has been created by my lack of words.I have a feeling you are doing fine without my wonderful posts.But, it's time to get back on the horse, I suppose. So, here's some housekeeping:1) I've been enjoying Tim's posts at Church Voices about being a bad consumer. Check 'em out:

I just finished watching the film "Crazy", a biopic about Nashville session ace Hank Garland. Hank played on all kinds of records by Elvis Presley, Patsy Cline and a bunch of other late 1950's and early 1960's artists.

Yeah...I'm writing this post as I sit and wait for another customer to give me a quarter from a toy that my son doesn't want, or a CD that's outlived my interest in it.There's also a laserdisc player. An organ. Computer cables. Old 78 records. Anyone need a corded phone? I didn't think so.

Yeah...I'm writing this post as I sit and wait for another customer to give me a quarter from a toy that my son doesn't want, or a CD that's outlived my interest in it.There's also a laserdisc player. An organ. Computer cables. Old 78 records. Anyone need a corded phone? I didn't think so.