This week: 13 things in your closet that aren’t clothes.

1. My whole collection of American Girl books.

2. The comforter I used at college (but can’t use here because it’s a twin).

3. A box of my old Barbies.

4. An American flag pillow.

5. My yarn stash.

6. An old, broken-down laptop that would actually work if we could just find the power cord…

7. One of my old backpacks from high school.

8. When I was in elementary school, I did this thing called Music Memory–it was a competition where they’d play you about ten seconds worth of a classical or jazz piece and you had to identify the composer and the title. Anyway, I did it two years ago and won all manner of awards, and so they’re all in there on the floor.

9. Beach towel.

10. Hangers (cheap shot, I know, but still, they’re not clothing…)

11. A stash of gift bags.

12. My car insurance info (which needs to get out of there soon, actually…)

13. A friendly monster named Frank that tends to come out at night and eat my socks, which explains the shortage…


the living room recommends

Haven’t done one of these in a while…

The Frames
How have I never heard of these guys before? I just discovered them because their frontman’s in a movie I really want to see (which isn’t playing in Houston, poop) and I looked up the rest of their records. My word. Beautiful. I need to get some of their tunes.

Coffee ice cream and maple syrup
Sounds a little weird, but it’s good. It might be better if the syrup’s warm, which I haven’t tried yet, but I’ll report back here if I do.

Having a job
Which is infinitely better than sitting around at home waiting for someone to contact you about a job.

The Travel Channel
Perhaps this is just the wanderlust talking, but I love the Travel Channel a lot, perhaps more than I should. Stay away from the filler shows and watch their signatures: No Reservations, Passport to Europe, Made In America, 1000 Places to See Before You Die. Entertaining, even if it does make you want to pack your bags and head overseas.

it’s been a quiet week in cypress, my hometown…

1. It’s not anything like Lake Wobegon–too hot and not enough Lutherans–but the women are strong, the men are good-looking, and the children are above-average, at least at my house. *shrug*

2. Here’s a question: Ever noticed that there are a bunch of books of the Bible that never get preached through? Seriously, I have heard sermons on the Gospels, and Romans, and Ruth, and Ephesians, and even the book of Haggai for crying out loud (not even kidding), but there are whole sections of the Bible we never hear sermons on. There’s a challenge, all you preaching types: Next sermon series is on Obadiah or Numbers. All Scripture is God-breathed. 🙂

3. The reason I say all that is because I’m going through 1 Thessalonians and realized I’ve never heard anything preached on it, except maybe for that bit about the trumpet sounding and the dead in Christ rising. But it’s good stuff; Paul and Silas and Timothy are writing this church and saying, “Hey, we miss you, keep doing what you’re doing, we’ll try to see you soon; love Jesus and do your job.” That’s not all bad. Not a lot of lofty theological principles, but that’s not always a bad thing.

4. Isn’t it bad when you have stuff to do but you’re still bored? I need to get up off my butt and do stuff.

5. Finally, a reader survey:

a) What did you do with your long weekend?

b) If you could go to grad school (and had the desire), where would you go (or where did you go, if you went already)? What would you study?

c) What’s one thing you own that no one would guess you own?

d) What did you eat for dinner last night?

e) What’s something you want to buy but can’t afford?


one of the interesting effects technology and existentialism and globalization have had on postmodernism is that we’re all striving for some sort of community or connection with our fellow humans. but if all that keeps us together is what we read or some pixels on a screen or the hamburger we all ate yesterday, what’s the point? he puts the lonely in families, indeed.


This week: Thirteen songs that always remind you of high school.

1. Something Corporate, “Konstantine”

2. Evanescence, “My Immortal”

3. Train, “Drops of Jupiter”

4. No Doubt, “Hey Baby”

5. Blink-182, “Stay Together for the Kids”

6. Box Car Racer, “Letters to God”

7. The Juliana Theory, “August in Bethany”

8. Further Seems Forever, “How to Start a Fire”

9. Staind, “Epiphany”

10. Delirious, “My Glorious”

11. Mac Powell and Cliff Young, “God of Wonders”

12. Creed, “Higher”

13. Furthermore, “Are You the Walrus?”

(My musical tastes have improved significantly since then…)

lists, because i am bored and crazy.

Things, both academic and not-so-academic, I can do after having gone to college:
Explicate a piece of poetry. Write a screenplay. Open a bottle of wine. Make my way around Edinburgh without getting lost (actually, even though it’s been a year and a half, if you dropped me off on Princes Street I could still navigate the place). Understand T.S. Eliot, kind of. Find even more places to buy cheap books. Write a twenty-five page paper in two weeks, complete with research and editing. Tell and explain the entire “Allegory of the Cave”, complete with illustrations. Make bread. Knit. Write poetry in class while still looking like I’m paying attention. Explain Calvinism without confusing you or feeling like an idiot (or a jerk, for that matter). Roast a chicken.

What I still apparently can’t do:
Sit through a lecture on Nietzsche without falling asleep.

Things I really, really want right now:
A job. A piece of red velvet cake and a cup of coffee. A bike. A smaller waistline (which the red velvet cake isn’t really going to help, but there you go). More fear of the Lord.

hello hello

1. (I’m at a place called Vertigo/I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello–take your pick.)

2. A little “squee!” of excitement from me here: Derek Webb is back in Caedmon’s Call (kind of). 🙂

3. Good afternoon, readers, and happy Tuesday. I am a little sleep-deprived as I think I’ve slept ten hours in three days (yeah…), so this entry could get really interesting really quickly. I got up early to go down to the theater district this morning so I could take an aptitude test for this library job I applied for–I already hate Houston traffic, so taking a good hour to get from Jones Road to 610 didn’t endear me to it any further. Remind me to never move back to this city if I can help it. 🙂

4. That was just the most disjointed paragraph I think I’ve ever written…

5. (two hours and a very nice nap later): Okay, I feel a bit better now. I have a post cooking up that I think I’ll write up this evening before editing to death for the Internet. Ira Glass and swearing pastors will be involved. Have a good afternoon/evening until then.