*** ADVENTURES OF A MINISTER-IN-TRAINING ***
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Bliss...Follow Up.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Bliss...Easy Come, Easy Go.
Monday, October 5, 2009
OMG! What time is it?
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
My Day to be Gay
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Brain Freeze [plus important PSA]
Monday, June 22, 2009
Somebody Else In My Head.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Simple Birthday Complexities
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Minister [in-training] in da house!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Random Goodness
Sunday, April 26, 2009
It might be time...
Thursday, April 23, 2009
He's Baaaaack!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
I writing this on my Storm and I'm going to stop now because it's taking three times as long and my thumbs hurt from correcting all the typos.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Jesus, Santa, and the Easter Bunny
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
WWJD? Who Knows!
WWJD? Who Knows! from Nugo on Vimeo.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
When Irish Eyes are LMAO
Monday, March 16, 2009
Take a Deep Breath [Blog-a-log-a-ding-dong! Day thank-God-it's-over]
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Stop The Madness [Bloga...crap...I got nothin'. Day so-close-I-can-taste-it!]
In two and a half minutes another piece of my childhood was forever ruined. Don't get me wrong...I got big love for Will Farell. Anchorman will forever hold a place as one of my Top Ten Funniest Movies and his brief appearances in Wedding Crashers and The Producers made those movies worth watching. But did they have to ruin Land of the Lost?! From the preview the only thing tying this obvious travesty to the original campy series is the title and those adorable sleestacks:
The day was not a total lost. Thanks to TBS, your home for defining 80's movies, I was able to share with Joy the last 30 minutes of the irreplaceable goodness that is THE GOONIES.
Please Hollywood, for the love of God and all that is sacrosanct of the 80's, LEAVE THIS ONE ALONE!!!
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Sweet Distraction [Blogtacular '09! Day are-we-there-yet?!]
Friday, March 13, 2009
T.G.I.F.F. [Blogilicious! Day...um...4 maybe?]
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Extra! Extra! [Blogtastic! Day 3.5?]
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Admitting I'm Powerless [Blogplosion '09!! Day 3]
I got this off my favorite site for all things BlackBerry: CrackBerry.com. The site name says it all.
The Mundane Adventures of Chicken Legs [Blogmania Day 2]
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Why Cheating Never Works [Blogathon Day 1]
Monday, March 9, 2009
Getting my Mojo Workin'
Holy time-warp batman!! Is it just me or did last week go be reeeealy fast? Can you believe two months have gone by already?! It feels like I just posted the other day and it was a whole week ago. And I'm still not used to Daylight Savings yet...it's only been 14 years!! Growing up in Barbados, we didn't have a need to save daylight. It was so hot half the time the sun couldn't go down fast enough.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Called To Be
Called To Be from Nugo on Vimeo.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Things in My Pocket [Plinky Trvialities]
My Blackberry Storm
It's my lifeline: calendar, phone, photos, twitter, facebook, blogs, news, music...anything I can do from my laptop I can do on my Storm. If it dosen't go into my calendar instantly it ain't happening.
My Wallet
Cash, credit cards, id, business cards, a couple family pics. I keep it as light as possible so I'm not displacing my hip like other guys who're sitting crooked.
My Zune
80 Gigs. It's where I keep my tunes...all 12,000 plus of them. And some podcasts & videos [down with ipod!]. Headphones too.
My Keys
So I can get in & out of stuff...like my car and my house.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Spinning for chicks.
I spin.
I spin for chicks.
No...not girls.
My chicks.
My bony skinny scrawny chicken legs.
I don't shame easily, but I keep 'em covered as much as possible because I'm tired of deflecting the questions about the physics of how it's possible for me to stand upright.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Double-Digit Fan Base...w00t!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
It's NOT 25 things about me
2. What is the hardest thing you've ever done?
3. Tell about your last crisis of faith and what helped you turn the corner.
4. Name your biggest vice.
5. Tell us about the best date you've been on.
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Here are the meme details:
If you'd like to play along, just follow these instructions:
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the
questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions. Be
sure you link back to the original post.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone
else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them
five questions.
Easy Peezy!
Friday, February 6, 2009
Hanah in her Head aka Hanah Montana and the Apalling Misuse of Bone Conduction Technology
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Inked.
Monday, February 2, 2009
If you pay me enough, I'll sing these songs at a karaoke bar
Citizen of the Planet by Alanis Morissette
It's my personal anthem. I love Alanis. We were born on the same day. I love Alanis. It's a killer song. Did I mention I love alanis?
You Are The Universe by The Brand New Heavies
Another personal anthem song and one of the few i know all the words.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Simply Lovin' Web Two Point Oh
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Shift Happens...My Inauguration Adventure
So let's start with the obvious. I was there. And I didn't buy a button to remind myself later. This was an event I will never forget. I was there to witness Barack Obama take the oath of office (the first time...more on that later) and become the 44th President of the USA. So were about two million of my closest friends. We came as friends but as close as we stood to each other we were family when it was all over. I'd heard the term "Sea of Humanity" before but this was truly my first experience of it, and I was but a mere drop.
The mood of Washington, DC was sheer jubilation. We stayed with my friend Irv and his fiancee Tami. And by 'we' I mean eight of us in a condo so small that the 'tour' took less than thirty seconds. But the eight of us represented the diversity-as-one that this new presidecy embodies: a bi-racial couple and child, a filipino couple, a federal employee, a volunteer who had to leave at 4:30 am and a Howard Universtiy alumni playing trumpet in the parade. It was just a big slumber party. Irv lives on U Street and it was just hoppin' all night long. Street musicians entertained and the line from Ben's Chilli Bowl [of recent Obama-ate-here fame] stretched around the block. There were vendors on every corner hawking Obama merchandise.
But no matter where we went, and especially at the actual swearing in, there was the feeling of unity, solidarity, and an underlying sense of relief that the eight-year nightmare is over. I was surprised by the number of young children attending. Despite warnings that it could be a difficult time for young children [read: difficult time for parents of young children] many parents including myself were clear that our children needed to witness this piece of history.
Joy was a trooper what with the cold and crowds. The worst crowd moment was on the metro station. There was a medical emergency at the top of the escalator so the metro staff wouldn't let us get out of the station so for about 30 min while the EMS did their job. Problem was the trains kept dumping more people into to station til it looked like this:
And this was just the lower level; the upper level was just as jammed. Eventually the trains stopped stopping because there was no more room left even on the platforms. Yet in this chaos there was patience and O-BA-MA chants and jokes and one crazy woman trying to sell t-shirts for $30 'cause I imagine the Obama fever went to her head and she imagined we were all crazy enough to buy her $30 t-shirts. They started to let us out in small groups and we had to walk up the escalators which were long enough to be about two or three flights of stairs. I had Joy on my shoulders so she wouldn't get trampled, and about half-way up the steps I figured out what the medical emergency was: people who hadn't climbed stairs in long time were just about passing out by the time they reached the top. The elderly were especially not doing well and there were about five more people with the paramedics by the time we got to the exit. A couple hits of oxygen and they were wanting to go again...talk about determination.
And it was that kind of determination that made it an international affair. We met folks from all parts of the world and all parts of the country [which is pretty much international as far as I'm concerned] who wanted to be a witness. Young and old, rich and poor, black and white [and all shades between], we all stood shoulder to shoulder as one to be a witness. Yes, it was a little surreal riding the metro next to some ladies in their heels and mink coats. ["the mink's not a nice animal anyways" one of them said when asked. wha?!] I had almost changed my mind about going because I knew what DC was like when swarms descended, this was a plague like I'd never seen. But I do not regret being there for one second...well maybe one: when the oath got bungled by Chief Justice Roberts. How hard was it to memorize like four lines?! And then, so they would be no arguments of the validity of the said bungling, they took the oath again indoors. So technically the first one didn't count? I got a headache on that one.
So I leave you with a few more pics of history being made.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Seriously?! Another Blog?!
Introducing GOOD.BAD.INDIFFERENT ...a less introspective and wittier approach to the madness that is I. This brain child woke me up at 3am this morning...and I don't lose sleep for nothing. I also finally picked up the cold my daughter & wife have suffered through and I'm congested like DC beltway at rush hour...lying down and breathing is out of question so I must sit up and live. The inspiration for this new blog also came from one of my earlier tweets [yes, I inspired my self...what?!...don't you?] and from http://twitter.com/joshacagan which cracks me up every single day; now this guy's funny.
I know, I know...I'm a glutton for punishment. I can barely keep up with one as it is. But give a lazy man more to do and he'll do less. I just made that up and it didn't even make sense. Cut me some slack... it's now5 am folks.
Monday, January 12, 2009
A post on healthy eating...though it may not sound like it at first.
So what does this have to do with healthy eating? Therapists make you bring up all that unresolved childhood muck that's supposed to be still causing all the trouble in our lives. While I was putting the finishing touches on dinner I recalled a traumatic issue that I vowed never to pass on to my child thus ending a cycle of horror no-one should have to endure: drinking Cod Liver Oil and Castor Oil. During some of my earliest years in Barbados while my parents were getting their business off the ground I was raised by aunts, great-aunts, grandmothers...took the whole village apparently [what kind of child must I have been?!]. And they each believed in power of indgesting slimy hurl-inducing oils; a tablespoon of cod-liver oil everyday, and castor oil once a week for good measure [torture]. I didn't have a say in the matter and was evidently scarred for life.
Thanks to modern ingenuity Omega-3 fatty acids [the reason I suffered as a child] are now found in many other yummy sources, like the blueberry salad dressing I drizzled lovingly over my romaine lettuce earlier tonight. They can also be found in eggs, and I make killer omeletes. I don't know how something that's found naturally in fish gets into eggs, and I probably don't want to know. What's important is that I, nor my child, no longer need suffer slimy sludge to keep our hearts healthy.
I think this post sets the record for connecting unrelated topics...it's a gift.