Oh Fred Where Art Thou?

We finally found him. Well.. patti found him. He lives in Lake Charles and i knew that was the worst hit part from Rita. Since katrina i haven’t heard from him. Tried his office, tried church, tried his house.. nothing. finally patti called dispatch and they said he was ok. then today he showed up at church. good to have you back amoung us.

It’s good to be a girl because….

1. We got off the Titanic first.
2. We can scare male bosses with the mysterious gynecological disorder excuses.
3. Taxis stop for us.
4. We don’t look like a frog in a blender when dancing.
5. No fashion faux pas we make, could ever rival the Speedo.
6. We don’t have to pass gas to amuse ourselves.
7. If we forget to shave, no one has to know.
8. We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her rear end.
9. We never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.
10. We have the ability to dress ourselves.
11. We can talk to the opposite sex without having to picture them naked.
12. We will never regret piercing our ears.
13. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems.
14. We can make comments about how silly men are in their presence because they aren’t listening anyway.


wow.. it’s been a good day. i had misplaced not just one but both my gerbers. my main and my backup. I was quite disapointed. Everyone who knows me knows how much i use that on a daily basis. I still remember my first gerber *sigh* i was at cornerstone for the first time, i just met TLP and was running spot light for them on Encore 1. Kirt had this really cool utility tool that everyone was admiring. I was trying to tighten up some cheeseburgers and he handed me his gerber. i was amazed at this tool and it’s ease of use. Ever since then i have been a faithful gerber user. I’ve since then gone through several over the years. I think i own three right now.. one romeo gave me that even has interchangable heads. but my two small ones are my daily use ones. I know i misplaced on in the youth building and the other i thought was in my car. i’ve been going this past week in morning when last night in the youth building i found one of them ontop of the amp rack. Yeah! and then this morning i was taking some huricane gear out of the back of my vehicle and there was my other gerber! so yeah. .i’m quite excited today. such simple pleasures eh?


They stole it again. Luckly i bought a bload of them so i have pleanty to replace but this is just a little discouraging. What type of society are we living in? So Rita is on her way. It may hit futher north but we are in the possible strike zone right now. I could use the rain.. my grass is finally starting to come in. Just without the mass death and distruction.

Great weekend

I haven’t had a weekend this good in a long time. Got the 26pin camera cable ordered ($1500 for a wire) Got the wall finished. Romeo and Nancy, thanks again for all your help. Got the talley system finished on the video switcher.
It’s just been a good weekend. It’s really been restfull. Just what i needed. Yesterday i got to sleep in late. Patti and i went to dinner at tony romas, and went to see just like heaven. It was really cute. I really enjoyed it. I’m really looking forward to this week.. i think it’s goign to end up pretty good.

all better

I’m finally over this alergy cold sinus thing. Last night my sister called that Gloria and John were in town. They are some old friends from Bryan who pretty much help raise my sister and I. They were really good friends of our parents and we’ve managned to stay close through the years. Patti and Hannah came and we had botanas. After i finally got some food in my system i felt alot better. Today i feel great. Going to try and go out tonight maybe catch a movie. maybe rest.. it all sounds good.

Lost in Vana’diel

Last night, I felt uneasy about the set list for tonight’s service. I had it all planned out, like last week’s. In fact, tonight’s set list was planned since last week’s practice. Why did I feel uneasy? Is it because God doesn’t give a flip about my bloated plans? Possibly. I remember when the opportunity to be “a week ahead” came. It was the night we lost power in the youth building. I thought, maybe we can be “ahead of the game”. But looking back now, what does that even mean? Who are we trying to pull ahead of? I don’t know. The camp high is finally starting to fade, the real world is grinding down on people. You know, I have told myself time and again to just go nuts during worship and have fun. To let go and let God, if you’ll pardon the cliche. Does every worship leader go through this? Or do they have a clear idea of what is supposed to happen? Joe would have me believe I can know, with black and white certainty, the will of God. If that is true, then I guess I’m behind the pack, because I have no idea what I’m doing!

Anyway…I need to get to Algebra. May His will be done.


in reference to http://www.johnmunoz.net/?p=424#comment-35 i have been thinking about this alot. I mean.. this past vacation i got an offer from Entravision.. and The Monitor had an opening.. i had the chance to really start to consider being somewhere else. But then i started to wonder why.. i mean.. I’d love to be at a point financially where i don’t have to depend on the check from church.. to where i can tell them to just keep there money and not need it to survive. Not be forced to give in to this whole chior idea because it’s my job. I’d love to be at a point financially where i can be an actual provider for Patti and the kids. I don’t want to be held back just by the fact that i can’t afford it. But is leaving cc the answer? I think i have something alot more important than just $ here. I have a great staff that i get to work with.. i have awesome friends.. people who i can entrust and don’t have to go back and double check things i’ve asked them to do. I have a great working enviroment. I mean it’s got it’s down points but nothing that i would consider substantial enough to leave. Being at that radiothon yesterday and the day before that.. i got to realize.. that it’s not the job that i’m doing it for. .it’s not the money.. i didn’t put in all those hours just for because it’s my job but because i love doing stuff like that. I love the challange and the chance to put the skills i have to a great use.

The World moves on…

I hope Joe doesn’t know about this site. If he does, well, screw it. For those who don’t know (and may possibly care the tiniest bit), I have quit the adult worship team. I have several reasons for doing so, but don’t worry. This isn’t going to turn into an overblown list like the villains. For overblown (and boy, do I mean overblown) lists, visit my xanga site @ www.xanga.com/gunslingersai .

Anyway, I’m mostly glad, partly sad about leaving. Mostly glad because it seems like we lonely musicians are being swept into the gutter to give the choir more air time. Is this a bad thing? Is it good? I’m not the one to judge that, really. All I know is that I personally don’t like it, and would rather not deal with it. I am saddened that I will no longer get to thump on my bass and set the groove with Johnny or back up David’s phenomenal keyboard skills. I miss the days when all the singers and musicians would sit and chat and pray. I felt more connected then, even though I am not one to connect with much of anyone. I miss the days when I could clearly define who the leader of the worship team was. I miss the days when I didn’t know the rumors, even though they were still there. But the world has moved on since then. Is it a bad thing? Is it a good thing? A wise woman once said:

“You can not stop change anymore than you can stop the suns from setting” – Shmi Skywalker.

Whatever. Joe didn’t seem too heartbroken over my decision, not that I was expecting him to be. Besides, I’ve been kind of a nuisance lately when it comes to respecting authority (not necessarily Joe). I think the one BIG tip off that things were never going to be the same was when one of the choir members was praying to dismiss a practice and he said the following words (not exact quote, but pretty darn near):

“Lord, I pray that you bless this choir minsitry…”

Suddenly, I was filled with understanding. We were no longer a worship team, we were a band backing a choir. At least, that’s my interpretation. I don’t really know if that’s what he meant, or if it was just a small part of the kind of rambling, talkative, prayer our church specializes in (the kind that just keeps going, and going, and going, and going, and ends about 10-23 minutes later…but that’s a different rant). Anyway, I don’t hate the choir on a personal level. Any and all complaints stem from a professional degree of criticism…or something. But whatever. If anyone feels like commenting on this, by all means, let me know what you think, Patty, John, Johnny (if you’re out there, I’m thinking of you…). Whatever, I need to start practice.