School is starting to crank up to full bore for the fall term, so I will not be blogging quite as profusely. So to stave you off until I get to where I can post more regularly, here’s a little something for those of you who are looking for an apartment, or expect to be looking for an apartment within the near present future.
If an apartment community advertises itself as your city’s “best-kept secret”, then there are probably very good reasons why it is such a well-kept secret. You would probably do very well to just go on and let it remain a secret.
Okay, so now I hear that Michael Vick is a druggie.
It’s a big night for Georgia tomorrow night.
Mark Richt seems to know as much–that is why he closed practice all this week. Which brings to mind the question: Why? Was it because Nick Saban is known to be a disciple of the now-documented signal thief Bill Belichek and he did not want anything from practice this week to end up as the latest YouTube special? Or was it because he is realizing just how sorry his team really is and he doesn’t want anybody at Alabama–or anywhere else–to find out before tomorrow night?
With a devastating loss to South Carolina during which the offense was dreadfully pathetic and the defense spent an entire evening getting torched by running back Cory Boyd, and a win over Western Carolina that didn’t look a whole lot better (45-16 looks a whole lot better against LSU than Western Carolina), Georgia now finds itself in a position where it must win–and win soon–in order to salvage any chance at respectability whatsoever this season.
With only three games gone, I think it is far too early in the season to classify any game as must-win. But the sad reality is that Georgia is in a must-win situation this week. Lose this one, and Georgia loses all chance at being anything better than a middle-of-the-road SEC program–at least for this season. Continue reading “Big Night for Georgia”
As you are probably well aware by now, WordPress has a nifty feature which lets you see the search terms people use to find your blog. Every now and then, I like to take a look at this and see what search terms people use to find my blog. And I have to say, you people sure come up with some doozies!
“Making a queen gorgo dress”??? What are you people thinking? Was this person half asleep while using the computer, and just typed out whatever nonsense came into his/her head? If so, then it definitely shows the dangers of blogging while drowsy.
Folks, don’t blog while drowsy. If you do, you might come up with things like this, and that is never a good thing.
I was very pleased to find out just the other day that Josh S. over at MetaLutheran is back in the blogosphere. Last year he took down his blog with the explanation that public blogging has come back to bite more than a few seminarians, but now it looks like he’s back in business.
I would strongly recommend that you go and check out his blog. He expresses things, especially issues that have troubled me in my own faith, in a way that makes perfect sense to me. (Who knows, I might end up a Lutheran by the end of the decade. You think?)
Anyway, welcome back Josh.
This is the street outside my church. This is right in the heart of Buckhead, in a land of trendy shops, swank hotels, and high-rise condos that touch the sky and command an overwhelming view of the city. The landscaping here is beautiful, with colorful flowers, green grass and trees that all add up to a sumptuous feast for the eye.
It’s like the Garden of Eden here, or at least somewhat close to what I would imagine that it must have looked like.
And man did this. Not God.
Man created all this. It was men who designed the buildings, it was men who built them, it was men who built the street and planted the trees, it was men who determined what trees would be planted and how they would be arranged.
If we can create all of this, do we really need God? Continue reading “Do We Really Need God?”
I know there’s not a lot of love out there for Georgia–at least not outside of the Bulldog Nation. There are plenty of fans out there whose allegiance is tied to rival schools such as Florida, Auburn, Tennessee, Georgia Tech, or even LSU. And there are plenty of neutral observers out there with no real allegiance to Georgia or to any Georgia rival, but who because of the negative perceptions associated with Georgia fans, hate Georgia with a passion strong enough to equal that of the most devout Tech fan.
It has only been in the last couple of years that I have picked up on this. I don’t know if this is a recent phenomenon, or something that has been there all along that I have been blind to until recently. But I have noticed it–in the cheering contest which Auburn wins because of all the neutral observers who have no allegiance but sure don’t want to see Georgia win, in the fans at the restaurant with no apparent allegiance who catch the score of the game in passing and yell out “Georgia’s getting beat! WOO-HOO!!!!!”
I know how you feel. And I know that the thing you would most love to see is for Georgia to achieve a high national ranking and then get beat by some team that nobody thinks much of. The abject humiliation–the egg all over the faces of all the Georgia fans who thought their team was actually worth something–is a very powerful sight. It is one that gives you great pleasure, and it is one that you eagerly desire to see.
Well, this is your day. Congratulations to all you Georgia haters out there. You got what you wanted this week. I’m happy for you.
By the way, I am well aware that Auburn and Michigan are having it even worse than us these days, and so I offer my condolences to those fans, for whatever it is worth.
The word on the street is that Michael Vick is now a Christian. As a matter of fact, this is the word from Michael Vick’s own mouth when he pled guilty to dogfighting charges last week:
I’m upset with myself, and, you know, through this situation I found Jesus and asked him for forgiveness and turned my life over to God. And I think that’s the right thing to do as of right now.
Here is the entirety of Michael Vick’s statement, courtesy of the good people over at CBS Sports. Continue reading “So Ookie’s a Christian Now?”
This is the communion service at my church’s Labor Day singles retreat. This happens on Sunday night, and it is always the last thing we do as part of the retreat.
This has always been the high point of Labor Day (for me, at least). It is always a powerful experience to come together with fellow believers who are my friends, some of whom I know very well and others not so well, in obedience to the command of Christ to eat His body and drink His blood, and remember Him. Continue reading “Why Don’t We Do This More Often?”