Monthly Archive for June, 2006

family feud

worst family feud responses actually given. I laughed. Out loud. In an empty room.

Phreaky Phriday: Cow Abduction Dot Com

If you do nothing else, you MUST watch the eyewitness accounts.

This morning’s sermon will be on …

Posts in the Sermon Prep: Sodom series

  1. This morning’s sermon will be on …
  2. Sermon Prep (part 1)
  3. Sermon Prep (part 2): Lot
  4. Sermon Prep, part 3
  5. Sermon Prep: Finished!

So, on July 30th, Pastor Doug will be gone, and I’ve got the keys to the pulpit. I’m not getting struck by inspiration at this point, so I may bail out on preaching and just show a veggie-tales video.

But, in the fine tradition of us using Addison Road people to do our homework for us, I thought I’d open it up, and see if you all have any ideas. If you had a mic and 300 people for 30 minutes, what would you talk about?

(You can follow this whole thread by tracking the tag “sermonprep” in the site archives. Or, just click here.)

Next in series: Sermon Prep (part 1)

“Let Your Justice” & 30dropframe

Some of you might be interested in this. Starting tonight at about 8 PM, I’ll be re-tracking the song “Let Your Justice Roll” over at 30dropframe.com. You can check out the live webcam feed from the studio.

I’m using one mic (borrowed from Chad - thanks!) and one piano (a huge yamaha concert grand), but overdubbing to build a full orchestral track. The strings will be bowed piano strings, percussion will be me plunking and banging the thing, and the big explosion at the end will be me taking an ax to the leg of the …. (just kidding, phil).

All that to say, I think it will be cool. It’ll probably go from about 8 PM until 3 or 4 in the morning. Come, hang out, making witty banter with Ash and Aly on the webcam.

666 links!

So, I flip over to Technorati to see whose linking in to our little ole’ blog, and behold, what do I see?

666links

Coincidence? Probably. But still, kinda freakish, like that time you went to the circus and you saw the clown drinking malt liquor from a bag behind the elephant stall. You know what I mean.