Sunday, January 21, 2007

No Woman, No Lie

This is a Southwestern Ad. You think this Girl will ever get a job at the institution that trained her?

Dr. Sherri Klouda was my Hebrew professor at The Criswell College. She was really good to me. I remember her most because I took her final exam the day after my oldest son, Trent, was born. She knew how tired I was, and allowed me to have a little extra time to complete the exam. I made a "B" on it and earned a "B" in her class. I always liked her a lot.

Anyway, I tell you all of this because Dr. Klouda was involved in an unfortunate set of circumstances at Soutwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. She was let go because of her gender. I find this very unfortunate for many reasons. Dr. Klouda was not an ordained minister, was not teaching or preaching at a church and was not teaching her interpretation of the Bible. She was simply teaching a language, and teaching it well, I might add.

Man, I'm glad I'm no longer in the Baptist loop. It's certainly not bad to be a Baptist, but these kinds of goings on at Baptist institutions have given the denomonation a bad name. It's a real shame.

You can read about Dr. Klouda's plight here. Dr. Klouda has been hired by Taylor University to teach Hebrew. Good for her.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Self esteem is over rated

I know I've been posting a lot of junk lately, but I don't always have time to write stuff, and it's fun to find obscure things that you may or may not have seen. So, when the mood hits, I'll continue writing my usual thoughts on life, religion and stuff. Until then, enjoy the junk!

Speaking of junk, check out these two short films. One is a Dove ad promoting self esteem, and the other is a funny spoof of the Dove ad promoting, well, I don't exactly know what it's promoting, but it's stinking hilarious.

Watch this first:

And then watch this:

I think I like the second one better!!

Wednesday, January 17, 2007


Think this guy has some time on his hands?

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

24 Hours of Greatness!

The following took place on Sunday, January 14, and Monday, January 15, 2007 from 7pm - 9pm:

  • Jack Bauer did some awesome stuff, killed a few people and did some more awesome stuff.
24 is probably my favorite show ever, and Jack Bauer is the most hard core hero ever to hit network TV. The end of last night's premier was some of the craziest, most shocking television I've witnessed. Jack does it again!!

Monday, January 15, 2007

Sunday Bloody Sunday

This is funny, sad and ironic... but mostly funny.

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Who Dat?

If you grew up watching Archie Manning, Sam Mills, Rickey Jackson, a very old Earl Campbell, George Rodgers, Bum Phillips, Bobby Hebert, and many other failed New Orleans Saints, you know that this is a good day. The Saints head to the first Divisional Championship Game in their history!! And to top it all off, they knock Philadelphia out to get there (I hate those dirty birds). Congratulations to the Saints, and let's hope this ride continues all the way to the Superbowl!!

Who Dat? Who Dat? Who Dat say they gonna beat them Saints? Who Dat?

(I don't know what it means either, but I've been hearing it since I was a child!)

Garage Camping and More

My two oldest boys and I went camping tonight. Well, maybe it wasn't quite camping, being that an arctic blast came through with high wind gusts and freezing rain, but it did involve a tent and lots of fun memories. You see I told the boys that I'd take them camping this weekend, but after weather reports painted a bleak outlook, I decided to add a little twist to our camp out. Instead of heading to the nearest camp site and staking out a spot, I set up the tent, unfurled the sleeping bags and unfolded the camp chairs... in the garage.

I know it sounds odd, but it really was the best place to camp given the weather conditions. Plus, there was that little issue of the promise I had made to take the boys camping, and I couldn't rightly flake on a promise because of a little arctic blast, now could I? No, the camping would go as planned, but instead of sleeping under the stars, surrounded by trees, we'd sleep under a sheet rock ceiling, surrounded by lawn tools and storage bins.

The boys thought it a strange idea at first, but soon grew eager to dive into the tent and enjoy the experience. We put on our best pair of long johns, grabbed some snacks and unzipped the door to the tent. I'd forgotten what a magical place a tent can be for a young boy. The kids were thrilled, and once we started telling stories and playing games, I couldn't have gotten them out of that tent for a million dollars. Honestly, I don't think I'd have taken the money either.

At one point Trent informed me about the great Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. He told me that Dr. King was a passionate man who had a dream. He said that without Dr. King, he'd have to beat up black people, and he didn't want to beat up anyone. I agreed that Dr. King was a great man, and thanked Trent for summing up the Civil Rights Movement in such wonderful terms.

Cale told a scary ghost story that involved bugs and bears and lots of other creatures, and although it wasn't quite as noble as a retrospective on Dr. King, it was equally endearing. We wiggled in our sleeping bags at every gory detail, and added a few details of our own for effect. We soon forget we were in the garage. We were camping!

Three books and a rousing game of Simon Says later, it was bed time. We zipped the sleeping bags together, and snuggled close for warmth. The blast had made its way through, and the night air was freezing. As the boys grew quiet and sleepy, Trent said to me in the sincerest of tones that his "whole entire body is filled with love." I asked the boys if they wanted to pray, and they said yes. We each said a prayer, thanking God for such a wonderful night, and more importantly, thanking Him for each other. After the last "amen", the boys drifted to sleep without fanfare.

As the rain dripped outside, and the frigid wind howled, I thanked God for the garage. It may have been the first time I've ever thanked God for my garage. What I was really thanking Him for was a very special time with my children in the most unlikely of places.

We ended up back inside at around 11:30pm. It was just too cold to stay in the garage any longer. Still, the garage had done its job. It gave us a brief opportunity to experience the all encompassing joy of being together, and we went to bed happy with "our whole entire body filled with love."

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Saban, iphone & Sopranos. Hmmmm.

I haven't posted a whole lot lately, so let me catch up on a few recent stories.

  • Nick Saban shuns the Miami Dolphins for the University of Alabama. Saban did a lot for LSU football, but the guy has lost all credibility. He repeatedly claimed that he "would not be taking the Alabama coaching job", only to flip-flop on the issue in a matter of days. Of course $4 million a year tends to make people not worry so much about lying. It bothers me quite a bit to have to watch the coach who brought my beloved Tigers their first National Championship in 50 years on the sidelines of a bitter rival. I wish failure upon Nick Saban.
  • Apple announces it's new iphone. This thing looks so cool. I will begin lusting over it in 3 - 2 - 1...
Introducing iPhone
  • The Sopranos is now on A&E. How can they possibly broadcast this show and not be shut down by the censors? There are more f-bombs per minute on The Sopranos than calories in a Big Mac, and let's just say that the show is littered with "adult content". It'll be interesting to see how they broadcast this show without having to chop it up like an onion.
OK, that's all I have for now. More to come...

Monday, January 08, 2007

Nobody Does Football Like the SEC!!

SEC 06 Football Championship
Well, this year's bowl season was pretty stellar. My LSU Tigers molested Notre Dame like an altar boy, and the SEC won yet another National Championship. I think it's safe to say that Florida and LSU may have been the two best teams in the nation at the end of the season. After all that talk about Ohio State and Michigan, it appears that the SEC has once again produced the best talent in college football. It is, without a doubt, the toughest conference in the land.

The best performance in any game this season, however, has to go the the Boise State Broncos. I've never seen a finer piece of coaching in my life. Not only was that an unbelievable game, but it couldn't have happened to a better team than Oklahoma. Those poor folks at Zero U got used by a team that plays on a blue field, and I loved every minute of it.

But back to my original point... The SEC rules!!

Happy New Year!!

2007 used to seam like such a futuristic date. I'd imagined that we would be flying to work in space cars and having our robotic maids cleaning the house for us by now, but I'm still driving the same crappy car, and we can't even afford a Roomba (it's a self operating vaccum cleaner). Oh well, happy New Year anyway!